THE FLICK
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The room was gorgeous, it had steps leading down into a beautiful lounging area with a plush carpet that just begged to be fucked on. And up higher was an enormous round bed with lots of room for lots of people. There was a hot tub in a tiny cubicle to one side; Richard mentioned that we'd use it later when we needed to relax for another round.
"I thought I'd take a look at those pictures," he said as we moved toward the bed. "I want to know what to expect out of you."
I smiled. We stood, five or so feet apart, and he watched intently as I took off my jacket.
"Don't stop," he said as I dropped the jacket on the floor. "I love to see a woman strip for me. And I'm dying to see you in that bra and garter belt."
I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, letting him savor the knowledge that I was doing a striptease for him. I peeled the shirt away from my breasts; the push-up demi-bra held my tits at a perfect angle; I knew how gorgeous they looked. The lace came halfway up my tits, curving sensuously around my nipples. I dropped the shirt on the floor and slowly unzipped my skirt; I climbed out of that and stood, displaying myself to him. His eyes ran slowly up and down, taking in my long, flowing blonde hair, my large breasts with their erect, hard nipples, my smooth belly, my curvaceous hips with that gorgeous black lace garter belt and my g-string panties, which barely hid anything but just begged to be slipped off. And my fishnets, Stephanie had told me how much Richard loved fishnets, and they turned me on, too. I could see that his cock was already hard, bulging against his pants.
I turned slowly around, bending slightly so he could see my ass through the tightly-stretched string panties. "Like it?" I asked.
"I love it," he said. He snuggled up behind me and I felt his cock pressing against my ass. He took hold of the panties and eased them slowly down, peeling the soaked material away from my wet cunt.
I let him take my panties off, down the slope of my legs again. I smiled and giggled as he got them off, then I turned and pressed my body against his.
"Let's get you naked," I said. "I love this outfit, but I want you to be ready to fuck me in it at any moment, so I never know when you're going to ram your cock into me!"
I started unbuttoning his shirt, exposing the gorgeous shape of his muscular chest. He shrugged it off over his shoulders; then I unfastened his pants once more as he kicked off his shoes and socks. I got to my knees to get a better grip on his pants; I took them off over his tight ass and pulled them down his legs. His cock bulged out even with my face; I nibbled at it gently through his underpants as he stepped out of his pants. Then I took off his underpants, and the long hard shaft of his naked prick stretched toward me.
I couldn't resist! I leaned forward, placing my lips around the head, and slid it into my mouth! I put it all the way in again, forcing it into my throat... I tingled all over as I ate him. I shoved his cock in and out of my mouth a few times, loving the feel of his hard shaft against any tongue, then I slowly got to my feet, pressing my mouth to his.
His tongue plunged into my mouth again, stroking and tickling me sexily. I pulled back. "I want you to come in my mouth tonight," I whispered.
He nodded. "I want to look at those pictures. You know how horny models get looking at pictures of themselves fucking."
We moved onto the bed; I spread out on it as he got out the photos. I hadn't seen them yet; I caught my breath as he looked at them. He climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged, his cock gone limp between his spread legs. I lay next to him, propped up on one arm, looking at the photos as Richard responded. There I was, locked naked in an embrace with Stephanie's gorgeous body, just as I had been last night in her own bed! Our tongues were plainly visible most of the time, except when they were plunged into each others' twats or mouths -- or my tongue was plunged into her asshole! Richard loved them, I could tell. I watched, my cunt throbbing, as his cock got hard again. He didn't move as he looked over the pictures, but his cock grew until his erection was back as hard as ever. I ran my hands hungrily over Richard's body as I watched his hard-on getting bigger. The photos were really turning him on and me, too. I could feel my cunt dripping slowly down the insides of my thighs as I remembered what it had been like to fuck Stephanie, both in front of the camera and in her bed. She was an incredible fuck... I wanted her here, so she could fuck Richard with me. I wanted to taste a woman's cunt, but as I let my hand trail down to touch Richard's huge prick, I realized how much I wanted it. I'd have to be satisfied with fucking Richard and the way he was looking to me, I knew it'd be more than wonderful!
I curved my fingers around Richard's hard prick. I started stroking it gently as I got wetter. I couldn't hold back; I snuggled closer to Richard's sitting body and started kissing his inner thighs. Then, as he kept looking at the forty or so pictures, I pressed my lips around the shaft of his cock and started licking. He didn't move but just let me tongue him; his cock felt marvelous in my mouth. I licked harder, faster, getting my cunt wetter as I slid my thirsty mouth up and down his shaft. I took it firmly in one hand and pressed the head against my lips and then in! I forced my mouth back down around Richard's long, erect shaft, taking it all in, drinking his cock so that my cunt throbbed in sympathy. It was almost like he was reading the magazine and jacking off, like so many men who would look at my naked body and get hard and stroke their pricks until they spurted. The idea drove me mad with lust! I shoved his cock into my mouth all the way and thought of all those men, Richard included, jacking off to me. I started sucking hard, running my tongue quickly up and down on his shaft, eating him hungrily, taking his whole prick again and again. I knew he was close, he was really turned on by the photos; I loved knowing that Stephanie and I made him that hard! He began rocking his hips with me, plunging his prick into my mouth again and again. He pushed the photos out of the way and slowly rolled onto his back. I climbed on top of him, getting in between his spread legs, rubbing his cock up and down against my tongue, forcing the hard shaft deep, then pulling it out to taste his pre-come against my lips, then deep again, ramming it in! He moaned out, panting in time with my face-fucking, he shoved his hips up against me, again, again. "Uh! Tanya! Don't stop! I'm coming!" He fucked my face quickly, pistoning his prick into me, then he moaned "TONGUE ME LIKE YOU TONGUED STEPH -- UH, IT'S SO -- UH!" His cock muscles jerked as he lifted his ass off the bed; I felt him coming and shoved my lips faster and harder down over his prick, eating him as he spurted. He gushed line after line of delicious, salty come into my mouth; I was filled with it as I rammed his cock into my mouth again, he groaned wildly, and then his cock went soft as he finished coming. I whimpered, taking all of his come. My lips were clamped tightly around the base of his soft cock. I didn't want to miss a drop. I sucked hard and then swallowed, getting every bit of that delicious thick fluid. I licked my lips, tasting more of his semen, and slowly slithered up his body, wrapping my spread legs around his. I got on top of him, pressing my tits against his hairy chest through my demi-bra; he stroked my hair as I licked his chest with a come-greased tongue. I licked my lips again, swallowing the last of his semen, and started kissing his neck. I spread my legs further and then closed them tight around his upper thighs, straddling his body so that my wet cunt was pressed up against his soft cock. "I love the taste of your come," I panted. "It's my favorite taste, a man's thick, salty come. As he spurts it into my mouth. Your cock's so big..."
Richard chuckled. "Do you like it better than the taste of Stephie's cunt?"
I giggled. "I'd have to do a taste comparison," I said. "Maybe you'd let me sometime?"
Richard slowly rolled me over, easing me onto my back as he got on top of me. I moaned softly as he put his mouth up against my tits; he started to suck on my hard nipples above the line of my lacy half-bra; I lifted my back, shoving them deeper into his mouth. "Mmmm... That feels so good..." I sighed as Richard bit my nipples gently. Then he started kissing down my body, licking the underside of my tits through the lace, slowly down my stomach, licking my navel sensuously, then tickling me around the black lace garter belt I wore... down, past each of the garters as I spread my legs wide; he started to lick and nibble on my upper thighs. Then, as I snuggled into the soft covers of the enormous bed, Richard eased his lips up against my pussy.
I moaned as he pressed his tongue into my slit; he flickered it up and down, teasing my clit and then forcing his tongue deep between my aching cunt-lips; he put his tongue deep into my cunt and I whimpered, squirming on the bed. I shoved my hips against him so his mouth pressed firmly against my cunt, it felt so good! I put my hands on his head, guiding him deeper into my pussy as he reached up and took hold of my ass. He held on tight as he ate me; I fucked my body against his so he could eat me better as I got closer and closer to an incredible orgasm. I moaned wildly, begging for him to eat me deeper, harder. He shoved his tongue against my clit and my pussy, fucking his tongue as deep as it would go into my gushing hole. He lapped at my pussy-juices, drinking them as he ate me; I wanted him to eat me till I came, but I had to have more! I wanted his cock inside me! But, oh! It was so wonderful to have him licking my aching pussy...
Richard's hand crept around so that his fingers were thrust up against my throbbing hole. I gasped as he pressed two fingers in, slowly in and then out of my cunt. Then he shoved them in again, slowly and sensuously, my cunt was well-greased with his come and my gushing juices -- I wanted him! He slid his fingers in and out, his tongue still seething against my clit and my hole. He licked his fingers as they entered me, getting them wet with his spit. Then, as I moaned and squirmed and begged for more, Richard filled me slowly, getting me onto my side.
I was delirious with pleasure; I didn't know what he was doing but I loved having his fingers inside me. He eased his fingers out, moving his body so that my legs were wrapped around his again and his face was against my buttocks. My cunt throbbed to have him lick it, but his fingers started seething in and out roughly, quickly, finger-fucking me deep! And then, as I moaned on the bed, he eased his fingers deep into me again and spread my cheeks with his free hand.
I moaned as he pressed his mouth against my asshole; his tongue snaked out and pressed into me. I gasped and whimpered; it felt so good to have his tongue shoving in there, it was so good! I thrust my ass-cheeks back against his face; he plunged his tongue in again and again. He was getting my asshole really wet; it felt incredible. Then, he moved his body up slowly and took his tongue out from between my cheeks. He pressed his two fingers there, forcing them in.
I let out a wild "UHHHH -- YES! UNHHH!" as he put his two fingers into my throbbing asshole. I was lubricated from his tongue and his fingers were slick with my cunt-juice; I moaned as he forced his fingers into me. They went in, plunging between my cheeks; my whole body was alive with pleasure as he finger-fucked me up the ass. I panted and moaned; I had to have it! I turned my head and looked down at him. "I want your cock," I said.
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I woke up some time later. My mind swam up out of a fog and I was instantly alert. My eyes sprang open, but when I tried to move it was as if I was mired in quicksand. I was lying on my back with my head cradled on something soft. My legs were out straight and my arms were at my sides. I did not appear to be tied up; instead, it was as if all my limbs were asleep. I twitched just then as my muscles were starting to come back to life. The second time I twitched, Helena's head loomed over mine...
"I know you think we are very unusual, Jeremiah, and in the context of what you know as normal, you are correct about us. That works both ways, though, because things here are not only strange and different to us, but they are dangerous and frightening as well. If anyone else had found us besides you, I don't think we'd have made it two days here. It was an unbelievable stroke of providence that you came up the road when you did. I cannot believe how naïve we were, thinking that our...
Before I could reply, Coleen squeezed herself between the guards and stood in front of me. "No he doesn't," she said angrily. "He needs to stay right here until Sonja returns from meeting with the Pleiad." "We won't harm your savage, Doctor O'Neil, but he is too dangerous to be allowed to roam loose. This project is my responsibility, and I'll not have it jeopardized because you three decided to pick up a pet along the way," Mendez said. Old Doctor Mendez was wearing on my nerves...
The clothes laid out for me on the bed were a strange combination of well-worn work pants and about the fanciest shirt I had ever seen. The shirt was made of black silk with three blood red roses sewn on to the front over the heart. In addition, the shirt had spurs, horseshoes and wagon wheels stitched all over it in shiny silver thread. Used or not, it was beyond a doubt the finest shirt I'd ever seen, let alone owned. To go with the shirt were a faded pair of half overalls made by Levi...
I woke up at seven the next morning with two beautiful women cuddled up against me. It felt so good, I laid quietly for a few minutes, reveling in the sensation. I would have stayed there another hour, had nature not called. While I was in the bathroom, I scraped off what little beard I had and brushed my teeth with the modern dental care items Coleen procured for me. Cleanliness and personal hygiene were certainly much simpler tasks here in the future. When I walked out of the bathroom,...
Even though the full Pleiad endorsed the Chairman's agreement, the plan was far from "done and done." One reason for that was the direct government participation of the citizenry. In addition, as is always the case with officers and politicians, nothing is ever as simple as it first sounds. For one thing, the Pleiad had to make my presence known to the citizens of Paradise Valley. Then they had to explain why they kept it a secret for two days, and finally, they had to stand for a vote of...
I could smell the beef cooking in the kitchen from where I was standing out by the barn. It took all of my willpower not to bolt for the kitchen door at a dead run. Instead of running, I put my arms around Tonya and Sonja and we strolled up to the front door. Tonya laughed and patted my belly when my stomach rumbled in anticipation. "Sonja, I think we are going to lose our man to my mother as soon as he sits down at the table," Tonya said. Sonja nodded glumly. "I know. How can we stay...
The sheriff and I lugged the man and woman to his carriage and heaved them into the back. The sheriff was none to gentle with the wounded fellow, and heedless of the woman's gender, flinging them as if they were sacks of grain. The sheriff took a closer look at the front of the shirt of the fellow I shot, then he rolled his eyes in my direction. "You and I need to have a little talk tomorrow, so don't leave town." I gave him a nod and a respectful "yes sir." The women and I had...
Lucy convinced the sheriff to help look for Sonja. It took some browbeating, but the man finally caved in when Lucy invoked her position as Queen Elizabeth's aide. The sheriff's reluctance was based on the fact that he thought chasing after a stupid Valley Dweller was a waste of time. "Let her go back to where she belongs, and good riddance to her," the lawman grunted. When Lucy had the sheriff sorted out, we decided to spit up. Lucy and I would ride together, while Tonya and the...
What I told Tonya about attacking was not braggadocio, because attacking the gaggle of Juicers before they could organize themselves was about the only choice I had. The odds were stacked against me as far as shear numbers were concerned, but I hoped my experience as a soldier and lawman would even the deck some. I had a thought and turned around to catch Tonya before she slipped out the back door. "Tonya, see if you can free any more of the normal women while you are out there. Peek in the...
I woke up still laying on the big table. I was not uncomfortable in the least, as I was covered with a light blanket and my head rested on a soft pillow. My injured left leg didn't hurt a bit; in fact, I could not feel it from the knee down. As soon as I opened my eyes, a chime sounded and Sarah walked up to the table. Sarah shined a small light in my eyes and asked me some nonsensical questions. She asked if I knew where I was and who she was. My mouth was mighty dry, but I managed to...
I woke up shortly after first light snuggled tightly against Carol in the chilly line shack. My arm was draped over her and my big hand was full of her even bigger breast. My morning erection was pressed firmly against her large shapely derriere. I hated the idea, but I needed to answer Mother Nature's call. I reluctantly released Carol's breast, quietly arose from our pallet and wandered outside to take care of my necessaries. As I approached the outhouse that sat behind the rough hewn...
We rode into New London the next day at noon. We could have made it earlier, but Deming and his men dawdled along all morning. As we neared the edge of town, Deming and his detachment all of a sudden formed up into two parade ground columns, one on either side of Sarah, Tonya and me. Instead of ambling along purposelessly, they now sat high and alert in their saddles. Deming angled the column towards the south end of town, in the direction of the large and well maintained park square that...
We pulled out of New London at noon with Tonya driving the big coach. Tonya steered the big machine effortlessly, and for the first time since I met her, she did not try to scare me to death. She stuck her tongue out at me when I commented on how responsibly she was driving for a change. I had Tonya stop the coach about five miles outside of New London so that I could test fire my new weapons. Even though the ammunition had been stored in ideal conditions, I was not sure if it would still...
When my knees hit the floor, I instinctively pitched forward onto my stomach and grabbed the pistol I dropped. The metallic mesh coat I wore under my duster had done its job in diffusing the energy from the stunner. The energy blast had given me a good jolt and set my skin to tingling, but I regained control of my muscles and my facilities almost immediately. From initially pulling my pistol to hitting the floor, it had probably taken only a couple of seconds. Falling face first to the floor...
I do not know why Carol Lawson somehow decided that her destiny was intertwined with mine, but I did not dispute her belief. Truth be told, I had a serious case of unrequited love for the woman. The only thing that had prevented me from acting on that desire was consideration of Tonya's feelings. Carol's chronological age was forty-eight, but thanks to the rejuvimatrix, her physical age was more like twenty-eight. Carol was a tall and robust woman, just like her daughter, and she carried...