Suzy Cocteau had turned out to be a very good cocksucker at the age of twenty-eight.
She liked sucking cocks. Ever since she had quit the college scene to take up a caner as a cinema cocksucker, she had been very happy.
Her parents thought she was very happy, too. They were under the impression that little Suzy was going for her eighth bachelor of art's degree in college. The reason they got that impression was that Suzy kept sending them letters telling them that she had made the Dean's list, that she liked school, that she kept her dorm room neat and clean, and that she always made sure to wear two bras during the winter and only one bra in the summer.
Now, Suzy was braless, and it was winter. To keep herself warm, Suzy was getting fucked.
To keep her body sweating and lustful-looking, there were plenty of lights on her body.
To remind her that she was the highest-paid hard-core model in the country, her director was motioning for her to turn her head more to the camera so that all those guys who filled the Boom-Boom theaters in the nation could see why she was the highest-paid cocksucker in tinsel town.
It was very hard for Suzy to turn her head to the camera. Very hard. As hard as the three cocks in her mouth were hard.
Her lips were stretched very wide.
The reason why they were stretched wide was because the three cocks were average-sized pricks, oh, about eight inches long and three inches in diameter.
Now, Suzy made mouth music: "Uuuuummmffffgggghh!"
And the three cocks in her mouth were fighting for room, each one stabbing all over her gums in a vain effort to be the first prick down her throat.
The first prick to make it down her throat belonged to Emory Canon, a bit player who had some major parts in Suzy's last porno fuck. Emory had a very rugged cock; Suzy liked rugged cocks.
Emory liked putting his rugged cock deep into Suzy's throat, because Suzy's throat had a funny way of tickling his cockhead whenever she made mouth music.
"Uuuuggmmmmffff! Uuuummmggghhfff!"
Emory's rugged cockhead tingled. And Emory said: "Oooohhh, Goddddd! What a mouth! What a cocksucking mouth!"
The other two pricks in Suzy's mouth were very jealous because although she had a big enough mouth to suck three cocks at one time, she had a normal sized throat that could only swallow one average-sized prick at a time.
So the second prick that got a chance to make it down Suzy's throat belonged to Marion Jarvis.
And Marion loved to have Suzy's throat gulping and spasming around his very sensitive cockhead. And he was glad that Emory had pulled out of Suzy's throat and had gone ahead and fucked her ass because he knew that the script called for him to be the second cock down her throat before he pulled out and fucked her cunt.
Marvin's cock was very rugged.
Suzy liked rugged cocks, and she hummed: "Mmmggfffffhhh!"
And Marvin said: "Oooohhhh, Goooddd! Whatta mouth! Whatta cocksucking mouth!"
Suzy winked at the camera.
She liked to wink at the camera.
She winked again.
Then she felt that rugged cock that she loved so much leaving her mouth. And she also felt the rugged cock in her ass shifting slightly so that another rugged cock could find the room to penetrate her pussy while the third rugged cock started moving down her throat.
The third rugged cock belonged to Ephraim Marshall – a retired Southern deacon who had wandered into the studios one day with his fly open and his cock and one ball hanging out. He had gone to the studios because he had mistaken it for the bathroom in the building next door – the one that housed retired actors who were trying to play to God instead of the world. And he was supposed to give them a rejuvenating sermon about how God helps those who help themselves.
But because his eight-inch prick was hanging out of his pants, and because he had a Bible tucked under his arm, the heads of Cocteau Productions naturally mistook him for Ezra Bound who was to play the part of the traveling minister who fucks one of his church members as penance for crossing her legs in church.
Thus, Ephraim came to the conclusion that a career of having his cock sucked by the world's number-one, first class cocksucker wasn't so bad. So he shucked his collar and found a different kind of catechism for his cock.
Suzy liked tugged cocks.
Ephraim had a very rugged cock. It had tote rugged because his prick was sixty-four years old and had once been part of a retired deacon. But how his cock had been rejuvenated by the divine pleasures of the prettiest set of cocksucking lips that God had ever created.
"Mgggghhffff! Uuuummmmgggghhhfff!"
And Ephraim nearly died when Suzy said those distinct words. His cockhead was being tingled by a throat that felt more like a cunt than a set of vocal cords that could say wonderful things like: "Uuuummmmgggghhhhfff!"
Now, Suzy felt like the queen of deep-throat, more stunning then anything seen behind green doom.
Shit, Suzy was a star attraction!
And she knew it. How many other girls in this world were paid five grand a week for sucking rugged cocks and humming a blow-job tune?
But then again, Suzy didn't want other girls to be envious of her. Shit, she knew that if they became envious they'd start sucking more cocks than their avenge of four blow jobs a week, and then, if all those guys got their pricks blown more than four times a week, they wouldn't get to Boom-Boom theaters to watch her hum on some very rugged skin flutes.
No, it was better that the average American girl just blow their husband's or boy friend's or brother's cocks only four times a week. That way, Suzy knew she'd make five grand a week guaranteed.
What stopped Suzy from thinking about money was the fact that the cock in her cunt was getting very big. Which is usually the first warning that a cock's ready to ejaculate. Very ruggedly.
And the other thing that got her attention was the fact that her asshole was being stretched as big as her cunt by a rugged cock that was sawing very rapidly in and out of her rectum.
And Ephraim's cock was ready to unload a baptismal spray into a mouth that he considered divine.
Suzy moved her body and mouth in all directions at once.
She had very good control over those sphincter muscles that gripped the cock in her ass and the cock in her cunt. She showed how much control she had by gritting her teeth; or, gritting her lips, and putting a lot of pressure on those ready-to-explode pricks in her hind holes.
It was easy to control her mouth muscles since she used them daily in talking and smiling and smoking and blowing pricks. She nibbled on Ephraim's prick, and the old man was fucking her face as if he had found the fountain of youth in his cock.
Then cock cream was shooting off all at once. And the cameras recorded for posterity the three cocks shooting off all at once.
Everybody had pulled out their pricks at the same time and were bathing the blonde beauty who luxuriated in sperm bath oil. Why not? Shit, any chick would dive headlong in a pool of sperm for five grand a week.
So, for five grand a week, Suzy licked her lips and caught as much of Ephraim's sperm spray as she could. There was a lot of spraying sperm because the fountain of his cock was spraying very spritely for a sixty-four-year-old retired deacon with a tuned cock.
The other rugged cocks simply shot over her ass and cunt, making her bottom look as if she had sat in a puddle of jizz.
For five grand a week, any chick in America would sit in a puddle of jizz.
Then the jizz from the fountain in front of her face stopped flowing. And the two cocks behind her stopped shooting white spray. And Suzy looked at the camera.
And the camera took a close up of her face as three cocks framed her angelic features. Then she winked at the camera and grinned a teethful of sperm.
Whew!
Suzy was very tired. She was handed a towel by her agent. A fluffy towel with the words SUZY Q emblazoned on it. Suzy wiped her mouth in the middle of the Q, then handed the towel back to her agent.
Her agent spoke: "You come a long way Suzy Q since you fucked that kid… what was his name? You know, the fucking wop with the foot-long cock?"
Suzy picked the pubes from her teeth, smiled demurely. "You mean Mike Mangallo. Yeah, Alice, I sure come a long way."
Alice Handler smiled at Suzy. Folded back the SUZY Q towel. Remembered the day she had taken the little blonde bombshell out of college and got her working on her back on the corner of Sunset and Vine.
Shit, was that only five years ago?
Christ, they sure had come a long way.
Oh, Alice knew it had been a long hard haul. Shit, it had been hard lining up all those blacks with fifteen-inch cocks who wanted to fuck some blonde pussy. And it was harder still to get high-school kids to ante up their lunch money so that they could gang-bang the shit out of the blonde kewpie doll.
Yeah, but experience was a great teacher.
It had taught Alice a lot about life. Taught her things like charging very high rates for letting asshole lovers lick Suzy's pert shithole. Taught her things like filling out an income-tax form for a corporation called Suzy-Q Enterprises so that they could declare bankruptcy every year so that they wouldn't have to pay taxes to Uncle Sam.
Yeah, experience had taught Alice lots about life. And it had taught Suzy a little too. Shit, Alice could see the wonderful change in Suzy the moment she started to fuck and suck for five grand a week.
Well, Suzy Q, of course, didn't get all that five grand. As her agent, Alice took out her usual fifty percent, plus expenses.
Expenses like hand-embroidered towels that were emblazoned with SUZY Q on them. Expenses like little Suzy's weekly D amp; C. Expenses like Suzy's eye, ear and throat check-ups.
And who the fuck pays for all that chap stick she always wore beneath the glistening gloss of all that expensive lipstick when she had to suck fifty cocks in a week's time?
Shit, Alice knew that old Suzy Q was indebted to her for lots of things. And Alice felt somewhat indebted to Suzy, too.
Christ, next week she'd raise her salary to two-hundred a week. Shit, that was the least she could do for the kid, after all Suzy did work hard sometimes.
Suzy was very tired, and Alice could see that she was plumb tuckered out.
"All right," Alice said. "Let's go home, have a nice warm bath together, then you can eat my cunt before we both hit the sack."
Suzy was very happy that all she'd have to do was eat Alice's cunt for tonight.
Usually Alice wanted her to practice her mouth music on her tits before eating her cunt.
Or sometimes when Alice was in a very bad mood because she had been negotiating more money-making contracts for Suzy, all she'd ask for was a finger job in the ass while Suzy's teeth gripped a big dildo that was to be used for fucking her cunt.
And when Alice was in a very terrible mood, like those days when she had had an exhausting time convincing the producers that Suzy was going to quit if she didn't get more money, then she'd ask Suzy to eat her asshole, then eat her cunt.
But now Suzy was very happy because all she'd have to do was eat Alice's cunt.
"Hey, Suzy… I almost forgot. The planes were all full for that flight to California. So you're going to have to take the bus. You'll like the bus. Besides, it's cheaper and you see more."
Suzy nodded, she was very happy that Alice had managed to get her a space on a Greyhound because the planes were all full. She didn't know what she'd do if it weren't for Alice.