Sailor's Delight
by Carole Wilson


CHAPTER ONE 

"You have a great future ahead of you, my dear. That is, if you go on to 
college." 

Kim Parson rejected her mother's idea. 

"No way," she shook her lovely blonde head. "I'm not going through that 
again. I want to do what I want to do. I hope you don't mind." 

"Of course I do," Kim's mother snapped indignantly. "Your idea of working as 
a cocktail waitress at that Casbah Bar near the pier doesn't meet with my 
approval." 

Kim laughed. 

"Mom," she quipped, "you've got so much morality that it makes me sick." 

Her mother lifted her eyes from the newspaper that she had been reading. She 
gazed at her daughter for a long, tense moment. 

"Kim, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. I've heard about those cocktail 
waitresses." 

There was utter silence for a tense moment. The attractive young blonde girl 
looked at her mother and again defied her. 

"Mother," she exclaimed, "what on earth are you talking about?" 

Her mother didn't hesitate to give her an opinion. 

"I've heard that men are forever trying to go to bed with them. They not 
only make indecent proposals, but they sometimes trap the girls when they're 
leaving the bar. It's dangerous, dear." 

There it was. Kim had to make her decision. Her mother knew very well that 
her words were going to have little effect. For when Kim made her mind up to 
do something, it was not easy to change it. 

"Didn't you go to see about that office job?" her mother questioned her. 

Kim nodded her head absently as she looked out the window at the beach and 
the ocean in the distance. 

"Yes, mom," she told her, "but I don't care to work in a damned office. I 
hope you don't mind." 

"You needn't become violent," her mother quipped angrily. 

Once more Kim and her mother were going at it. 

"And by the way, mom," she told her, "when I get settled in my job I'm going 
to get my own apartment, too." 

That did it. Kim and her mother had been close ever since her father had 
passed on. 

The summer rainfall outside caused the ocean to- pound against the surf. Kim 
looked at it as the waves grew higher. The ocean's action seemed to match 
her own spirits. She was as troubled as the waters she was gazing at. She 
didn't know how to explain to her mother that she had to be on her own at 
last. 

"I think the world of you, mom," she assured her, "but I've made up my mind. 
I can't be frustrated all my life. I've got to do my own thing." 

"And what's that? Working as a cocktail waitress?" her mother asked, her 
eyes becoming more intense. 

"Yes," the beautiful blonde said in a cool manner as she raised her hand to 
her head and ran her fingers through her shimmering blonde hair. 

There was no use arguing with her when she had made up her mind. Kim's 
mother knew that. She didn't say another word and continued reading the 
newspaper. 

Kim left her mother alone by the window and went up to her room. She had 
some packing and planning to do. She would be getting her clothes, then 
would find the apartment where she would be happy. She only hoped the job 
would go well. 

A couple of nights later she began working at the Casbah Bar on the pier. It 
was a popular spot with the sailors when they were in town in San Diego. The 
boss, Nick Ellis, called her aside. 

"I've got some new costumes for the girls who work here as waitresses," he 
told her. 

"You never mentioned costumes when I applied for the job, Nick," she 
reminded him. 

"I... hadn't decided to have the girls wear the costumes at that time," he 
explained. "But I'm sure you won't find it difficult to slip into one." 

"No, I guess not," she told him. 

Her mother's words were coming back to haunt her now. She could hear her 
telling her that working as a cocktail waitress was not a decent occupation 
for any girl. When she caught sight of the skimpy costume that Nick wanted 
her to wear, she shook her head. 

"Look, I might as well be naked," she told him. 

"It's up to you," Nick smiled. "You wanted to work here and this is what you 
have to wear if you're gonna serve the men booze in my place." 

"It'll attract every voyeur on the pier," she quipped quickly. "They're 
gonna come here for one reason. To see how much they can see. I would feel 
as though my you-know-what was showing every minute." 

Nick smiled. 

"Why don't you give me a practice run and let me see what you look like in 
this costume," he told her. 

"Is it necessary?" she demanded. 

Kim was proving to be a difficult girl for him. He was getting angry, but 
she paid no attention. 

"All right," she said as she took it from him. 

"I'll go into the ladies room." 

Nick burst out laughing. 

"I should hope so," he told her. 

When she got into the dressing room for the cocktail waitresses, she met two 
of the other women who worked there. There was Nina and another girl, Betty. 

"Well, Kim," Nina shook her head, "I guess old Nick Ellis has told you the 
good news. He's gonna force us to wear these dreadful costumes. I feel naked 
in mine." 

Nina, who was a stunning brunette, stood there. The costume did fit her 
tightly. It also showed her body off to superb advantage. Betty, who was a 
redhead, smiled as she gradually eased the costume into place. 

"Well, it fits tight," she said, "and every time I bend over I'll probably 
tear the damned thing to hell and back." 

Kim went to a locker that had been provided for her by Nick and stripped 
quickly. She changed into the costume. 

"Nick wants to see how I fill this damn thing out," Kim commented crisply. 

"Are you new in this business, honey?" Nina smiled understandingly. 

"Yes, I am," she admitted, "and it is quite an adventure. As a matter of 
fact, it's frightening.!' "Don't feel intimidated by Nick," Nina assured 
her. "His bark is worse than his bite." 

"I hope so," she smiled as she eased into the tight-fitting cocktail 
waitress's outfit. 

The short mini-skirt flared. It also had a low-cut top, which revealed 
plenty of seductive breast flesh. 

"They'll get a lot of kicks looking at you, honey," Betty smiled. "You do 
have a beautiful body." 

"Thank you," Kim said as she put her wallet and clothes back in her locker 
and locked it up. 

Returning to Nick's office, she decided she would give him a dose of his own 
medicine. 

"How does it grab you?" she asked him. 

"Wow!" Nick told her. "You do wonders for that material. Come over here. 
What size brassiere do you wear?" 

"None of your business," she quipped. 

Kim knew how to tell him and not get him angry. He laughed as he told her, 
"I like a girl who knows how to tell a guy where to get off when he's trying 
the wrong thing. Honey, I don't run a whorehouse operation. This is a 
respectable bar and I want to keep it that way. However, there isn't a 
reason in the world why a little ass flesh and a little tit flesh can't turn 
the boys on when they're getting stoned out of their gourds." 

"Right you are, Nick," she told him. "Just so they remember that we're not 
hustling. We're selling liquor and that's all." 

"Of course," Nick smiled. "This is your first job as a cocktail waitress, 
isn't it, honey?" 

"Yes, and I hope it isn't the last," she told him, "since I think there are 
plenty of opportunities. A girl friend of mine made good at this job. Her 
name was Christine. She worked in a little bar over in Long Beach. Plenty of 
action there, she told me, and the tips were tremendous." 

"Don't worry so much about the tips that you forget to sell the booze for 
me," Nick reminded her. "After all, I pay you well. So your first thought 
mustn't be how to squeeze the last nickel or dime out of the customers." 

"Of course not," she smiled knowingly. "Not anymore than you would, Nick." 

Again Nick burst out laughing. 

"We're gonna get along very well here," he assured her. "Now tonight will be 
your chance to prove yourself. Let's see how you carry on. I'll be watching, 
you can be sure. Try to sell the more expensive liquor. And while you're 
there, you can bend over and give a little view of the boobs. Nothing wrong 
with letting a man enjoy nature's generous endowments." 

Shaking her head, she told Nick what she thought of him. 

"You're a dirty old man." 

"I know it," Nick smiled, "but I can't help it. Now run along and do your 
job. I'll be watching." Sure enough, Nick was watching. As the evening 
progressed at the Casbah Bar and the sailors were coming in and out, he was 
keeping careful tabs on how much booze Kim was peddling. 

Nina congratulated her when they both went back to the bar. 

"Looks like you're doing real well," Nina told her. "Nick seems pleased." 

As the evening progressed and she spoke with the different sailors, there 
was one in particular who she liked. It was evident he liked her because of 
the look that he had in his eyes as he gazed at her so fondly. However, Kim 
knew very well the probable reason was that he was simply homy and hadn't 
seen some breast flesh for a long time. She wasn't going to flatter herself 
that it had anything to do with her personally. Nevertheless, when he 
whispered to her later in the evening, "I want to see you after work," she 
didn't know what to do. 

Ignoring him, she continued her work. However, it was impossible to ignore 
him completely, for he was so turned on with her that he once again asked to 
speak with her. 

"I've got to talk to you," he told her. 

"Look," she shook her head, "we cannot have dates with customers. It's a 
house rule." 

Kim smiled and went on working. As he looked at her lithe, trim legs and 
observed her beautiful bosoms and the lovely blonde hair that fell about her 
shoulders as she continued serving customers, he became hotter and more 
eager than ever to get acquainted with her. She had mesmerized him and it 
was not going to be easy to put him off. 

"You're beautiful," he whispered in a sensuous voice, "and I want to get 
real well acquainted with you." 

When the night was over, Nick told her she'd done a good job. 

"Thank you, Nick," she told him. "Coming from you that's a compliment." 

"You bet it is," he smiled. 

It was so frustrating to think of that one man who kept looking at her. She 
didn't know what to do about it He was so handsome and appealing that he 
strangely did manage to turn her on. Nevertheless, she managed to close her 
mind off to any thoughts about sex with him. 

She had parked her car a couple of blocks away from the bar. As she walked 
to it at two o'clock in the morning, she was a bit nervous. All of a sudden, 
when she got to her car and saw the same young sailor standing nearby, she 
was nervous and fearful, and eager to get into her car as swiftly as 
possible. 

"Hi," he called out to her, slightly slurring his words. 

"Good-bye," Kim commented as she quickly got her keys out of her purse and 
tried to open the car door. 

In her frustration and fear and nervousness, she couldn't manage to get the 
door open. Suddenly, out of the darkness, loomed the very sailor who had 
been trying to get acquainted with her so desperately hours before at the 
Casbah Bar. 

"Maybe I can help you," he smiled. 

"No thank you," Kim shook her head. 

Before she knew what was happening, he was not only opening the door, but 
shoving her inside of the car. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

"What are you trying to do?" Kim demanded. 

"I just wanted to talk to you," he insisted. 

"I don't know you," she told him. "You have no right to force yourself on 
me." 

All of a sudden he turned and looked at her with a hurt look like an animal. 

"I wanted to kill myself when I came into that bar tonight," he snapped. 

"Well, maybe it would be good if you did," she said nervously. 

"I... I wish I had," he told her. 

All of a sudden he was talking to her about his last girl friend. 

"She was the cutest gal," he told her. "Her name was Pam. And how I loved 
her. Pam and I had a ball together. But unfortunately, when I told her I 
didn't want to see her anymore, she killed herself." 

A tense silence hung in the car for a long moment. Finally Kim broke the 
silence. 

"I'm sorry," she told him. "I don't even know your name. You're just another 
sailor. I'm a cocktail waitress-I'm not a hustler. Try to understand me." 

"Damn it, I know that!" he almost shrieked. "And that's why I wanted to talk 
to you. You're new around here. I've never seen you at the Casbah Bar 
before." 

"No, because I just started tonight," she explained. "My name is Kim. What's 
your name?" 

"Does it matter?" he asked. 

"Yes, it does," she replied. 

"All right, my name is Bill," he told her. "Bill Davis." 

"Bill," Kim shook her head sadly, "you know very well that suicide is not a 
solution to any problem. Look at your girl friend Pam. She figured it was 
the end. Where it was for her, for you, it's the beginning of a lot of 
heartache. I wish I could help you, but I don't know what I can do." 

"I just want to talk to somebody," he told her. 

Sighing heavily, Kim looked at him. He didn't look as if he would take 
advantage of her, and she figured that possibly she should give him this 
much benefit. 

"All right," she agreed, "if you want to talk, you can. But we can't stay 
here. If my boss sees me parked in the car and talking to a sailor at this 
hour, he'll swear that I'm turning a trick. And I'll get fired my first 
night on the job." 

"All right, I'll let you drive," he said, getting out of the car. 

For an instant Kim thought about driving off. But she didn't. How could she 
let him down? 

When he got in on the other side she started the car and drove off into the 
night. 

Once on the freeway, she drove immediately to her apartment. It was a big 
risk, but then life was a gamble in itself. 

When she got to her apartment she hesitated a long moment. It was undeniable 
that he had seemed honest and sincere. 

When they were in her apartment and she had fixed him a drink, he sat there 
on the sofa and looked at her. 

"You're beautiful, you know that, don't you?" he smiled. 

"If you say so," she smiled. 

All at once she felt Bill's leg pressing against her own. She sighed and 
recognized the stirring sensations that she felt inside of her body. Every 
time she thought about sex somehow it excited her. It made her want to reach 
out and feel to see whether or not he had a hard, thick cock between his 
legs. But it was wrong to think about things like this. After all, Bill had 
come to see her for consolation. 

At least that-was what he said. 

"Pam was a wonderful girl," he said sadly. "She would do anything for me." 

Once more there was silence. It was an awkward situation for Kim to be 
placed in. She didn't know exactly what to say. Looking at him, she smiled. 

"Well, you're a nice-looking guy, Bill, and I wouldn't be surprised if Pam 
would do anything to please you." 

"If I ever told you half of what she did you'd never believe it," he 
whispered. 

"You can speak honestly with me," Kim said, curious about the kinds of 
things that people did sexually. 

Her own life experiences had been so brief that she really felt as though 
she was backward when it came to sexual knowledge. 

"Oh, I shouldn't tell you," he smiled. 

Kim was bound and determined that he was going to tell her about his sexual 
experiences. 

"I would feel more comfortable if I slipped into something else," she 
smiled. 

"Well, be comfortable," he grinned up at her. 

She went into the bedroom and undressed. She decided that it might not hurt 
for once in her life to wear her filmy, see-through pale blue negligee. As 
she walked into the living room, Bill's jaw hung slack as he gazed at her 
and let out a low wolf whistle. 

"Wow!" he told her. "What a wonderful idea." 

He looked at her sheer negligee and could see her curvaceous thighs and 
rounded, satiny hips. She was slender and tall, and her body had not lost a 
fraction of its youthful firmness and lovely form. Her long, flowing blonde 
hair, fair skin and blue eyes made her a magnificent-looking female. It 
wasn't lost on Bill. 

As she walked over to the bar he observed that her buttocks were 
well-rounded and firm, her legs long and curvaceous. 

"You know," he told her, "this is really something. Tonight I was thinking 
of killing myself. But when I look at your beautiful body I almost go out of 
my mind." 

Kim knew that she was beautiful. She knew that she could be very exciting to 
a man. And it gave her a certain kind of power to walk across the room and 
have him glancing down at the fleecy triangle of her vagina, which was 
visible through the sheer blue fabric of her negligee. 

"Maybe I should strip down to my shorts," Bill grinned. 

Silently she nodded. 

"If you don't care, I will," he told her. 

Getting to his feet, the sailor began stripping. When he got down to his 
shorts he sat down on the sofa once more beside her. She glanced at the 
bulging crotch in his tight-fitting, white nylon shorts and realized he had 
one hell of a hard-on. 

"It was wonderful with Pam," he told her. "We could do everything with each 
other and never worry about it." 

Reaching over, she let her hand stroke his huge penis. 

"Ohhh, that feels so good," he told her. "Oh, lover, you know how to stroke 
it." 

"And I love to feel it," she smiled. 

"I would love to have it all the way up inside of you," he told her. "I 
would really like to fuck you." 

It pleased her that he'd been so blunt. Instead of beating around the bush 
he'd been frank and honest and open in his erotic, lustful desires. 

"I'd like that, too," she told him, "but I... I really can't tonight. I 
brought you home to give you some consolation and sympathy and all that. But 
I really didn't bring you home to turn a trick or have sex." 

"Baby," he told her, "you were made for fucking. I could just feel your legs 
wrapping tight around me when I would be fucking you." 

All of a sudden everything inside recoiled. No, she couldn't let this 
happen. But it was impossible not to go on. For she loved the sensation of 
his throbbing penis as she stroked it. 

"I'll take my shorts off so you can see all of me," he told her. 

Gently she pulled her. hand from his crotch. He got to his feet and peeled 
off his tight-fitting shorts. As he stood there, she looked up at his 
masculine body. His muscular chest, trim waist, flat stomach and sturdy 
thighs all indicated he was a very athletic man. But the thing that her eyes 
focused on was that huge cock jutting out from his loins. The head of it was 
starting to drip with cum and his bloated balls were tense. 

"Hey, you've really got something there, honey," she told him. "Something I 
would like." 

"It's all yours," he told her. "Every inch of my long, hard prick. First, 
baby, I want you to suck it. I want you to lick it and taste it." 

His voice was lustfully hoarse. 

"Go on," he insisted. "Don't worry about it." 

He sat on the sofa once more and raised up one leg. She looked at his 
throbbing cock aimed at her. The lewd way that he smiled indicated how horny 
he was. But she couldn't make her body move. She was staring transfixed at 
his throbbing, long penis. 

"Come on," he told her. 

He looked at his hard, muscled body and his penis again. 

"All right," she said. 

He raised his ass for her, grabbed her head, and guided her to his penis. 

"Now, baby," he told her, "I want you to put your finger in my asshole. And 
while you're fingering my ass I want you to suck my cock. That's what I want 
you to do." 

Her jaw hung slack. She had never had a request like this before in her 
life. 

"Why do you want me to do that?" she asked him. 

"Because I like it," he told her. "I like to have your finger in my ass when 
you're sucking my prick." 

She bent over and, placing her hand around his ass cheeks, slowly inserted 
her index finger in his asshole. 

"Harder... shove it in hard," he told her. 

"Like that?" she asked. 

"OOOHHH, YES, YES," he shrieked. "NOW SUCK MY COCK. SUCK MY COCK WITH YOUR 
HOT MOUTH. SUCK ME HARD." 

The beautiful blonde's perspiration trickled down her negligee. She was 
bending over now and her mouth was even with his penis. She wondered if she 
could do it for him. Her finger continued pumping up his tight asshole and 
then her mouth slipped over his cock head. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF." 

The lascivious carnal scene of his ass twisting as she finger fucked him and 
his throbbing penis pumping into her mouth while she sucked stimulated her. 
She could feel her vagina juicing as she became more excited. 

Kim's eyes bulged wider, her mouth opening even more as he began ramming it 
to her with all of his might. Rivulets of wetness dampened her palpitating 
pussy. She was actually starting to enjoy it. 

"SUCK MY PRICK," he panted. "SUCK IT." She went on stabbing her finger up 
his asshole. She could feel his firm buttocks twisting powerfully and 
rhythmically as she fucked his ass while she sucked his cock. 

"OHHH, EAT IT," he ordered. "SUCK OFF. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES." 

On Kim's face there was an expression of pure ecstasy as she sucked the 
aroused sailor's stiff penis. 

"OOOHHH, YOU'RE A WILD COCK SUCKER," he told her. "OH, BABY, YOU'RE DRIVING 
ME MAD. OOOHHH, PULL YOUR MOUTH OFF MY COCK. I'M GONNA SHOOT." 

Breathlessly she pulled her mouth off his prick. She looked at the 
hard-muscled young man and he smiled down at her. 

"Now pull your finger out of my ass," he told her. 

As soon as she had done so he told her what he wanted. He angled his body up 
farther so she had a perfect view of his ass crack. 

"LICK IT," he smiled down at her. 

She felt perspiration trickling down her negligee. She shook her head. 

"I could never do that," she told the sailor. 

"Oh, honey," he insisted, "that's what I enjoy. Get down there and lick it. 
And when you finish licking my ass, I'll suck on yours and I will eat your 
pussy, too." 

She was confused and fearful. Yet the lasciviousness of this carnal act 
propelled her to try it. Her curiosity aroused her. She got down there 
between his ass cheeks. He could feel her hot breath on his buttocks as she 
brought her face closer. 

"GO AHEAD," he insisted, watching bug-eyed as her tongue was inserted in his 
tight anus. 

She looked at his tanned body. Kim could see where his swim trunks left off. 
He was white here. Now she was down there, licking at his upraised ass 
cheeks. 

"OOOHHH, COME ON," he told her, "SUCK MY ASSHOLE." 

She sucked on his behind. The expression of pure ecstasy on his face as she 
ate his butt indicated to her how much he enjoyed it. 

"OHHHH," he gasped as she kept tongue fucking his ass, "I CANT STAND IT." 

She gripped his firm buttocks which were thrusting powerfully and 
rhythmically forward while her lips fastened on his behind. Her tongue 
continued penetrating his tight anus. 

"Better pull your tongue out," he told her, "and suck my prick off. I'm 
gonna be cumming any moment." 

Withdrawing her tongue from his rectum, she licked around his balls and up 
the underside of his prick. Grabbing his throbbing penis, she pulled its 
glistening length to her lips. She knelt there now, sucking on his fleshy 
hardness. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, I WANT YOU TO EAT IT. OHHH, BABY, I LOVE IT." 

She sucked hard, thrilling him. 

"YES, YESSSSS," he exclaimed, "SUCK OFF." 

She could feel his throbbing cock caressing the back of her throat. She 
clasped his sinewy ass cheeks. 

"OHHH, BABY," he panted as he pumped his prick down her throat, "I'M ALMOST 
THERE. KEEP SUCKING." 

She could taste his pre-cum. He wasn't far off. 

"I WANT TO GIVE IT TO YOU, HONEY," he told her. "GET SET. I'M GONNA FLOOD 
YOUR FACE WITH MY CUM. OHHHH, SUCK, SUUUUUCK!" 

He gripped her head and held her there. She was pinned on his throbbing 
penis as he fiercely fucked her face. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH," he gasped as he felt his brain reeling with passionate 
pleasure. 

She had inflamed his loins to the point of intoxication. He loved the 
thrills that were flashing through his body as she had given him such an 
intense sexual display. 

"EAT IT," he exclaimed as he shot his load. 

His hot, white cum surged down her throat. She thought she would choke on 
all of his cum. 

"OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed, "SUCK IT OFF. OHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK, 
SUCK." 

They thrashed nakedly together on the sofa. She was grabbing his cock, 
pulling its firm, full length to her mouth. She wanted every drop of him. 

"EAT IT," he ordered. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK IT OFF." 

Her lips fastened firmly on his thick prick. 

"OOOHHH, EAT ME," he exclaimed as the consuming pleasure in his loins 
overpowered him and he kept unloading his jetting sperm spray into her 
sucking mouth. 

Hungrily she gulped him down, enjoying every delicious drop of him. 

When she pulled off and lay back on the sofa, she looked at him. 

"Wow," she told him, "I've never been fucked like that." 

He smiled. 

"Now, baby," he told her, "let me love you. Let's go into your bedroom." 

Getting to her feet, Kim walked to the bedroom. 

Bill followed close behind. The sight of her jiggling ass cheeks was getting 
him hard again. 

She stretched out on the bed and spread her legs. 

"Baby," he told her, "you're something else. I can hardly wait to give you a 
good pussy eating job." 

The idea of having him suck on her pussy suddenly became stimulating and 
arousing and exciting. Getting on the bed once she'd removed her filmy blue 
negligee, Kim parted her luscious white thighs. 

"Oh, you're beautiful there," Bill told her. 

Getting on the bed naked with her, he reached up to get a pillow. Slipping a 
pillow under her satiny buttocks, he made her spread her legs so he could 
have a perfect view of her vagina at this erotic angle. 

"You like that?" the cocktail waitress flashed him a knowing grin. 

"You bet I do," he told her. 

Her pussy was tingling as she felt his fingers manipulating around her 
vagina. 

"OOOHHH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD," she sighed. 

It didn't take him long before he was there at her vagina. His tongue swept 
over her pussy. Then he let his tongue slip to her ass crack. Flipping his 
tongue right up her asshole, he fingered her vagina at the same time. Kim 
twisted in frenetic sexual fantasy-pleasure. 

"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT," she panted as she wiggled beneath his fingers and his 
tongue sliding up her ass. 

Then she looked at his cock. His organ was huge now. 

"I'm gonna eat your cunt," he told her, "and then I'm gonna screw it." 

Once more he placed his mouth around her pussy. He felt her gyrating and 
humping uncontrollably against his tongue. Flipping his tongue inside of her 
velvety vagina, he licked it. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," she crooned as she ground her pussy in his face, "YES, I 
LOVE IT. AAAHHH, OHHHH, LIKE THAT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME." 

Passionately he sucked while she stiffened her legs and kept thrusting her 
pelvis forward. She was juicing and he was licking her hungrily. The loud 
suck sounds he made at her crotch stimulated and aroused her. 

"OOOHHH, I LOVE IT," she panted. "OOOHHH, YES, KEEP IT UP, KEEP IT UP." 

The thrilling pleasure that she experienced now was driving her almost out 
of her mind. She kept twisting her ass around as he tongue fucked her 
vagina. Her pussy was tingling and her body was on fire to be fucked. 

When he withdrew his tongue from her vagina he straddled her. She looked at 
his big cock. His balls were ready for action and he lustfully guided his 
prick into her hot, tight crevice. 

"OHHHH, I WANT IT," she said. "I WANT IT ALL." 

He kept thrusting forward, and then he pulled his prick out of her. She 
reached forward, her fingers caressing his cock. 

"OHHHH, BILL, DAMN YOU," she told him, "YOU KNOW I NEED IT. NOW FUCK ME. I 
WANT IT." 

Words were tumbling out of Kim's mouth that she never knew she could utter 
before. 

"GREAT," he smiled. "KEEP BEGGING FOR IT." 

"I WANT IT, DAMN YOU," she exclaimed. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" 

Kim's pussy tingled with desperation. He had stimulated her so magnificently 
with his fingers and his tongue that she now needed his cock. 

Straddling her, he shoved forward. His turgid, solid prick drove into her. 

"FUCK, FUCK," he exclaimed. "OHHHH, YES, FUCK!" 

He rammed it to her. Her cuntal muscles gripped his stabbing, sliding cock. 

"FUCK ME," she begged again and again. 

She tossed back to him. Kim was moaning and clawing at his back as he fucked 
her. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES," she panted as her body heaved and bucked in wild 
debauchery as he rammed it to her. 

Her first night at the bar and it was ending like this. But it didn't 
matter. All she knew was that she needed him now. Every throbbing inch of 
his prick driving into her hot, slippery cunt hole. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I WANT TO FEEL IT. FUCK ME HARDER... HARDER." 

Desperately she gripped his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks. He was a 
handsome man and a horny man. But best of all, he was a fantastic fucker. He 
knew exactly how to give her the wildest screw she had ever experienced. 
From the moment that she'd taken off her negligee and he looked at her 
quivering breasts with their cherry-red nipples, she knew that he was crazy 
about her. 

"OOOHHH, I'M ALMOST THERE," he panted as he kept fucking her hard. "FUCK, 
FUCK." 

Deeply he plunged his prick into her cunt. Her hot vagina muscles slipped 
smoothly around his cock. 

"OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING," she groaned as she pushed back to meet his driving 
stabs. 

A second later Bill joined her in juicing. 

"YES, YES," he panted, "FUCK IT. FUCK IT OFF." 

She was moaning and groaning and struggling as she finished giving him the 
wildest fuck she'd ever known. 

He eased his cock out of her after he had kissed her passionately. 

"I've got to go, baby," he told her. 

It was difficult for her to realize what she'd done. How could she get so 
intimate with him so quickly? She couldn't think about it now as he needed 
her to drive him back to the base. 

"I... I hate to ask you," he explained, "but I've got to get there. I'll 
come and see you when I can. But I've gotta get back there now." 

Kim got dressed and drove him back to his base. She drove back on the 
freeway and she was thinking with some bitterness about what had happened. 
She had enjoyed it-yes. But now there was the torture of loneliness. She 
could think about him and realize it probably was a one night stand. Maybe 
it was better that way, she thought to herself. But to have someone like 
that every night would be fantastic. 

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, realizing it had all 
slipped by her. Much too quickly. 

It was not an easy thing to slip into bed alone. Without thinking about it 
anymore, she finally managed to get to sleep. 

The next morning as she awoke late, she heard the telephone ringing. 
Reaching over to the night stand, she picked up the phone. 

"Hello," she began. 

"How was your first night, Kim?" her mother demanded. 

"All right," she replied. 

"I did a little checking where that bar is located, honey," her mother said 
angrily, "and I found out that it was located on a pier and a lot of sailors 
go there looking for women to pick up." 

"Oh, mom," Kim complained, "sure there are sailors there. And maybe they are 
hunting for women, but what has that to do with me? I'm a cocktail waitress 
there, working my tail off." 

 CHAPTER THREE 

When Kim went to work the next night at the bar, Nick Ellis didn't hesitate 
to tell her that he thought she was coming along just fine. 

"I'm glad my work meets with your approval," she told him, Nick smiled at 
her. 

"As long as you tend to business," he told her, "and make sure that they're 
drinking plenty, I'm satisfied." 

Nina talked to her when she was getting an order filled and waiting for Max 
the bartender. 

"Honey, has Nick tried anything with you yet?" Nina whispered. 

"What do you mean?" 

"You know what I mean. Has he tried to put the make on you?" 

"No," Kim shook her head. 

"You're lucky," Nina shrugged. "He tried to put the make on Betty and me 
when we started here over a year ago. But we put him in his place. You do 
it, too, and Nick will recognize that he can't have it both ways. He can't 
have good waitresses who won't put out and waitresses who will put out for 
him. It doesn't add up, does it, baby?" 

"No, it doesn't," she admitted. 

Nick came over and spoke to them both. 

"There are three tables over there that haven't been waited on," he said 
angrily, "and you and Nina are standing here yakking." 

"Sorry about that," Nina said as she picked up her tray of drinks and 
hurried off to serve them and take the other orders. 

The go-go dancer attracted plenty of attention. When Kim looked at the 
beautiful girl shaking her hips and throwing her ass out of gear, she 
wondered how much she got paid for such a stormy performance. 

"How much does that gal get paid?" she asked Nina when they were safely away 
from Nick's observant eyes. 

"Oh, she gets two bills a week," Nina told her, "and it's quite a nice job. 
She puts on four dance performances a night. Sort of indecent, but then what 
isn't these days? 

The evening was going along beautifully until one man began trying to get 
Kim's attention. 

"I can't make up my mind what I want tonight," he told her. 

"If you can't make up your mind, I sure can't make it up for you," Kim 
snapped. 

He laughed. 

"That's the way," he yawned. "Tell it like it is." 

However, it wasn't quite that easy to put him off. A couple hours later he 
was still sitting there, drinking and trying to make conversation with her. 

"What's a nice girl like you working in a place like this for, honey?" he 
finally blurted. 

"What are you talking about?" she demanded. 

"You know, where they have that naked girl throwing her tits around. I mean, 
you seem like another kind of girl." 

"It's a job," she told him. 

"You're hot stuff, baby," he smiled. "You sure are." 

She did not appreciate his attitude. However, when he artfully suggested 
that he could give her anything she wanted if she would give him a chance, 
she did listen. 

"That covers a lot of ground, baby," she whispered. 

"I can afford it," he assured her. 

"Are you sure you can?" she smiled. "I have some very refined tastes." 

As he looked at her, he couldn't help smiling. 

"I find you very appealing," he told her, "and I could please you so much 
more than a lot of other men." 

"What's your name?" she demanded. 

"Ron Harrington III," he smiled. 

"My name is Kim," she told him. "And if you want to make a respectable date 
on my day off, that's one thing. But if you think I'm gonna turn a trick and 
hustle you tonight, that's another deal and I'm not going to." 

"When's your day off?" Ron smiled excitedly. 

"I'm off on Thursdays," she informed him. 

"Give me your number, honey," he told her, "and I'll buzz you and make a 
date." 

It pleased her that he was not being difficult about it. 

"All right," Kim said agreeably. 

Thursday came and Ron Harrington called, just as he said he would. 

"Oh, hi, Ron," she answered the phone. 

Kim was deliberately playing it low key. She didn't want Ron Harrington to 
think that she was impressed with his name or his money. The truth of the 
matter was she was impressed with both. 

Ron told her that he would like to take her to dinner. 

"Well, that's nice," she told him. "Where can we go?" 

"I know of a cozy little place where we can have a candle-light dinner, 
intimate atmosphere and delicious French cuisine," he told her. 

"That sounds great," she replied. 

"It is a fantastic place," he assured her. 

He picked her up at her apartment and she was indeed impressed with his car. 
He was driving a gold Cadillac. 

"Ron," she smiled, "I must compliment you on your good taste. What a 
beautiful car you have." 

"I'm glad you like it," he told her. 

Over dinner at an intimate little French restaurant overlooking the bay in 
San Diego, he told her quite a few things about himself. 

"I'm tired of money," he admitted. "I'm sick of women after it. I'm also 
tired of spending it. I would like to find a woman who enjoys my company. 
Can you understand what I'm talking about?" 

"Of course I can," she replied. 

They went back to her apartment and she sat on the sofa, dramatically 
looking at him. It wasn't long before Ron was sitting beside her. He was a 
nice-looking man in his early thirties and he did seem something like a 
playboy. 

"I've been looking at your beautiful body all evening," he told her, "with 
one thought in mind." 

"Why, Ron," she said, "I thought your intentions were honorable." 

"That depends on how you define honorable," he smiled as he focused his eyes 
on her bosoms. "I would like to look at your breasts," he told her. "Now I 
have no intention of trying to seduce you. It just so happens that I'm a 
breast man. If you will but permit me the honor of looking at your shapely 
bosoms and observing their nipples when I touch them, that will be all I 
will request." 

Silently Kim was thinking he'd made a rather modest request. 

"I guess it wouldn't hurt anything," she smiled. 

"No, it wouldn't hurt a thing," he admitted. 

Accommodating him, she removed her blouse and brassiere. 

"I hope you're a man of your word, Ron," she smiled as he reached out to 
touch her beautiful bosoms. 

As he felt the cherry-red nipples in his fingertips and they became taut 
with intense pleasure, he smiled at her. 

"I always keep my word, my love." 

Ron was indeed the embodiment of a sophisticated and wealthy young man. 
However, Kim was certain that he was no different from any other man. Even 
though he had begun saying he was fascinated with her breasts, she felt that 
he eventually would be working down around her crotch. And she would have to 
be one jump ahead of him and think of what she could say to keep him off, 
for it would be quite obvious that if he could get too much too quickly it 
might be the end of their relationship. And why should that be? she thought 
to herself. 

"Oh, you don't know what those tits feel like to me," he told her. "They're 
so beautiful." 

His hands proceeded to play around her breasts and then his mouth pressed 
against her left nipple. Soon he was sucking on one bosom. Before she knew 
it he was licking at her other breast. 

Pulling his mouth off her right breast, he looked up at her. 

"I admired your trim, curvaceous body from the moment I laid eyes on you at 
the bar," he told her. 

"So what's new?" she smiled with a smug expression. 

"I worship women who possess beauty at the level you do," he told her. "The 
best is none too good for you." 

"Do you want me to name something I would like?" she asked Ron point blank. 

"Let's not be materialistic," he shot back swiftly. "It drives me berserk at 
the mere mention of money. Not that I don't have all the money that I want. 
But I'm tired of women who are after me for my money." 

"What do you want a woman to be after you for, Ron?" the blonde cocktail 
waitress said softly. 

"I want her to feel for me as a man," Ron explained. 

She looked at his dark, loose hair, his bronze face, and his expressive 
brown eyes, which glinted at her with a penetrating expression. 

"I... I like you, Ron," she said, "and I wouldn't mind seeing you naked. Of 
course, it would have to be an aesthetic appreciation as I would not 
consider having sex on our first date." 

Ron nodded. 

"I was certain of that," he smiled. "We might as well undress and look each 
other over. Nudists have the most fun. I don't understand why people are so 
reluctant to take off all of their clothes. Especially a girl with all of 
your beauty, Kim. You should be admired from head to toe." 

Ron was breathing raggedly. Obviously he had gotten heated up just looking 
at her. To her amazement, Kim was thinking of how she could utilize her 
beauty to get what she wanted out of him. 

"Will you promise me that you won't fuck me before I strip?" she asked. 

He nodded. 

"I promise not to engage in intercourse just because you're standing naked 
before me," he told her. 

She looked at him as he undressed. She could see his hard-on as he removed 
his pants. Then he removed his shorts and stood there with nothing on. 

"I'm naked as a jaybird," he told her. "Now you undress, too." 

Kim did a slow strip. She figured that would give him more excitement. As 
she looked at his huge cock she realized that she desired it. But she would 
have to suppress desire for sex if she was going to utilize this 
relationship to the ultimate. 

"OH, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL," he breathed excitedly. "OH, BABY, LET ME LICK YOUR 
PUSSY. I WANT TO FUCK YOU ALL OVER." 

She immediately took her clothes in her hands and held them against her 
body. 

"What licentious things you're saying," she objected. "I simply agreed to 
give you a look. I certainly had no idea that you were going to suggest 
sex." 

"What else is there?" Ron asked dreamily. "It makes the world go around. It 
relieves the monotony. A screw a day keeps the blues away, I always say." 

"Ron, I'll have to ask you to leave," she told him. 

"No, no, a kingdom for a fuck!" he exclaimed. 

"How much of your kingdom?" she asked, letting her clothes fall to the floor 
so he could have another enticing look at her naked body. 

"I'll make it two hundred," Ron said, his eyes lighting up. 

"Make it five and you've got yourself a fuck," Kim snapped. 

She could hardly believe what she was saying. Licentious feelings, urges and 
desires swirled through her mind as she stood before Ron Harrington III, 
stark naked. 

"That's a lot of money," Ron said. 

"Well, I'm offering you a good piece of ass," she told him, "so you're 
getting a lot of ass for a lot of money. Fair?" 

"Yes, it's fair," Ron said as he mumbled something about, "they all want 
money." 

It would mark the first time that Kim had ever turned a trick. She could 
understand quite well why so many women resorted to various methods of 
obtaining what they felt was justice. Sure he wanted sex. And he also didn't 
care to pay for it. That was the way most men were. She would take care of 
it. She would get her money for doing unspeakable things and say nothing to 
anyone. 

"Oh, you're so beautiful," he said as he handed her five crisp hundred 
dollar bills. 

"Thank you," she said as she carefully folded the bills and put them in her 
wallet and then in her purse. 

Now she stood before him and he went over to her. He wrapped his arms around 
her, pressing his throbbing, huge prick against her. 

"I had to have you from the first moment I saw you," he told her. "You had 
that certain appeal that drives me mad when I can't make love." 

Nodding, she told him, "it's all yours, honey. But don't waste time. I have 
to go to work tomorrow." 

Ron dropped to his knees. He pulled her pussy to his face. Her pubic 
triangle glistened invitingly as he let his tongue slide along her slit. Her 
passionate pussy seemed to open as he got his face in there and started 
licking. 

"OOOHHH, RON, RON," she groaned, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU STICK THAT TONGUE IN 
ME." 

Ron kept flipping his tongue around her soft, wet pussy as he kept hungrily 
nibbling at her clitoris. 

"I WANT YOUR COCK, BABY," she told him. "I WANT EVERY FUCKING INCH OF YOUR 
PRICK IN ME. I WANT TO RIDE IT." 

While he was eating her pussy she was looking at his prick. She could see 
its tip dribbling with his cum load. It would feel wonderful to have that 
spirited, hard, virile, manly cock driving inside of her. 

He pulled his tongue out of her vagina and got to his feet. They went over 
to the bed together. She stretched out naked beside him. His hands 
immediately began to touch her breasts. In response, her hands dipped down 
to his turgid cock. Then she was kissing his mouth, sucking and nibbling on 
his tongue. Ron's hands squeezed and kneaded the flesh of her breasts, her 
fiery nipples, and her body responded. He could feel the wetness of the 
seminal fluid which seeped from his penis head as she continued to massage 
his cock with practiced thoroughness. He was sure his balls were going to 
explode if she kept up much more of that. 

"Do you like my cock?" he smiled up at her. 

"Oh, yes," she crooned softly. "You want to put it inside me, don't you? You 
want that, don't you?" she coaxed. 

"YES," he groaned. "OH, YES, KIM. I WANT TO FUCK YOU. I WANT TO FUCK YOU 
GOOD." 

It didn't take long before his fingers were playing around her vagina. 
Slowly they parted the soft, hair-lined lips of her cunt and he rubbed her 
quivering clitoris until it was as rigid as his prick. He teasingly wormed 
one finger and then two into her feverishly clasping vaginal tunnel. 

"OOOHHH, THAT FEELS SO GOOD, RON," she gasped as she shoved back on his 
fingers. 

She looked at his rod of flesh. She wanted his blood-swollen head riding 
inside of her. Kim could almost feel its throbbing entire length 
spasmodically fucking her. 

"I want you, baby," she told him. 

This pleased Ron. He wanted her to ask for it. 

She threw herself full length upon him. She twisted and squirmed, smashing 
her pussy against his cock. Then he rammed it into her. 

"OOOHHH, I WANT YOU, I WANT YOU," she mewled in his ear. "YOU'RE SO HARD AND 
NICE. I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME. FUCK ME NOW. OHHHHH, RON, DO IT TO ME." 

Kim's nails trailed across his chest. She grasped him roughly by the 
shoulders. Ron pushed his hands down her back and rolled her over so that he 
was completely on top of her. He was wedged tightly between her legs. Ron 
rubbed his pulsing prick head into her pleading cuntal lips. Then, sensing 
her vagina growing wider and wider, as if it was about to voraciously 
swallow his cock, he shoved forward. Her firm, white, young buttocks began a 
rotation of desperate proportions. She was obviously crazy for cock. 

"OOOHHH," she screamed frantically, her eyes closed. 

He rammed it to her and she became more excited. 

"FUCK ME, RON, OOOHHH, FUCK MEEEE! OOOHHH, AAAHHHHH, I WANT IT." 

The muscular man lunged, battering against her. His rock-hard cock rode 
between the wet lips of her pulsing pussy. 

"SHOVE IT IN ME," she said without hesitation as he thrust his long cock 
shaft deep into her tight, hot vagina. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The soft, clinging, curly hairs of her pubic mound grazed against him as he 
rammed his prick forward. He pumped with his hips in a cruel, excruciating 
thrust, driving it all the way up into her quivering belly. 

"UUUUGGGH!" she cried. "OOOHHH, YES, THAT'S IT!" 

She was moaning. It was wonderful. There was nothing like having a man's 
throbbing prick between her legs, she knew. 

"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged passionately. "FUCK ME." 

He continued driving inside her while her hands roamed from his back down to 
his buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks, begging for more. 

"OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK ME," she panted passionately. "I LOVE IT. SCREW ME." 

He rammed it to her with deep, strong strokes. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she panted as he savagely pistoned his prick into her 
hot, clasping cunt. "FUCK ME, RON, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEE!" 

Kim felt herself on the verge of climax. Her body shook in wanton arousal. 

"OOOHHH, FILL ME UP WITH YOUR HOT SPERM, RON. I WANT IT. OOOHHH, YES, YES, 
FUCK MEEEE." 

She was pulling out all the stops. Ron had said that he didn't like women 
who only did it for money. She figured that if she gave him the feeling that 
she was doing it because she enjoyed it, it would inspire him to give her 
more money. It was strange how she was developing into a tramp and a slut, 
but she didn't care. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I WANT IT. FUCK ME, FUCK ME." 

She pumped forward. Kim enjoyed the aggressive way he was astride her. His 
hands convulsively worked on her buttocks, helping her to piston with 
increasing rapidity up and down on his ready-to-burst prick. With his hips 
he thrust his glistening, long flesh rod far up into the wet, smooth flesh 
of her young, unquenchable pussy. 

She rose and fell, over and over, forcing the warm, throbbing walls of her 
elastically clasping cunt full upon him, sending his spearing prick shaft 
deep into her tender vagina. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned, "FUCK. FUCK IT." 

With his hips, Ron continued driving his glistening long prick against the 
throbbing walls of her pussy. 

"OHHH, YES, YES," Kim panted, "SCREW ME. LET ME FEEL IT." 

She could feel his testicles brushing against the nakedness of her inner 
thighs. Kim moved her hands to his balls, fondling them with fevered joy. He 
plunged his . prick again, withdrawing far enough to make his thick flesh 
shaft rub the inside of her vagina, then in and out he sawed. Her satin ass 
moons pumping mechanically under his kneading hands in matching tempo to her 
motions, her pelvis rotating with madness over his monstrously driving 
prick. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," she panted, "I LOVE IT." 

She remembered what Bill had told her about getting his ass fucked with her 
finger. Parting Ron's ass cheeks she inserted her index finger up his 
rectum. He loved it. He continued his demonical upward thrusting, driving 
his penis still harder and deeper into her cunt. It seemed as if her cervix 
would be battered out of shape. Her moist vaginal sheath clamored for more. 
The fluted, pink, soft, wet cunt lips sucked and milked his prick with 
insane desire. 

"I WANT YOU, BABY," she whispered passionately. "OOOHHH, I WANT EVERY INCH 
OF YOU. FUCK ME, FUCK ME." 

Her tiny clenching cunt gripped his prick. He rammed it to her until he was 
ready to cum. Then she felt him reaching his peak when he was going to 
unload. 

"I'M GONNA CUM," he howled. "OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK BACK HARD. FUCK HARD. I'M 
GONNA CUUUUMMM!" 

Ron was in ecstasy now. He had given her a wild screw and she loved it. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as the volcanic eruption of his prick sent vibrating 
pleasure through his entire body, causing him to lever upward with a driving 
plunge. "FUCK, FUCK," he gasped as his balls began to empty great jetting 
spurts of white hot semen in an orgasm like he had not known in years. 
"YOU'VE GOT A TIGHT CUNT," he exclaimed huskily. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK OOOO- 
FFFFFFF!" 

He was thrilling to this moment, spilling his hot, broiling seed into her 
tender, young cunt. 

"YES," he wailed passionately as he pumped it to her. "FUCK, FUCK." 

His boiling sperm inundated her trembling vagina, flowing down around the 
invading, ravaging cock buried deep in her pussy and belly. Her own climax 
struck, as wild and soaring as his. She was pounding down on his spasming 
prick as he flexed up to meet her driving movements. 

"FUCK, FUCK," he groaned as his hot seed commingled with a gushing torrent 
of the beautiful cocktail waitress's orgasm to a fiery finish. 

Their bodies jerked and bucked against one another until like crazed, 
running beasts their breath spewing as wildly as their respective cum, until 
Kim's eager pussy had milked every last drop of his sperm from his gushing 
testicles. 

"YOU'RE A WILD FUCK," he teased her. 

For a moment her mind reeled with the horror of what she'd done. Slowly he 
eased his prick from her pussy. He was dripping with cum. It dribbled on her 
nakedness. 

"Oh, that was a wild fuck," he whispered. 

As she lay there beside him, she wondered about his sex life. Was he 
married? Did he have a girl friend? Why was he so determined to have sex 
with her? 

"Tell me something about yourself," she smiled at him. 

"What do you want to know?" 

"Do you have a girl friend?" she grinned. 

"I have a lovely wife," he assured her. 

"Why do you want such heavy sex with me then?" 

"Because," he said, "I know what it's like to fuck with my wife. I've 
screwed her so many times that there's no more mystery to it." 

"That's a strange thing to say," she told him. "It really is." 

Shaking his head, Ron tried to explain. 

"That's the very thing that makes sex exciting," he insisted. "It's when you 
don't know what it's all about. For example, I have no idea what it would be 
like to slip my prick up your asshole." 

Sodomy burned in her brain as he spoke. 

"I'm sure it would be tight," he told her, "because you don't look like a 
woman who's been overworked in the sex department." 

"No, I haven't been around too much," she told him. 

"That's good," he assured her. "As a matter of fact, right now I would enjoy 
very much looking at your ass. I'd like to lick it, suck it, and fuck it." 

It bothered Kim. She rolled over on her stomach and began feeling his hands 
wandering over her buttocks. They played across her satin-smooth ass cheeks 
and soon he was fingering her pussy. Before she knew what was happening he 
was getting her all aroused again. 

"What are you doing?" she demanded. 

"I'm getting you ready," he told her. 

"For what?" she asked. 

"I'm gonna sodomize you," he smiled. 

Sure enough. That was what he wanted. 

"No," she told him, "I don't like that at all." 

The thought of having him driving his huge, throbbing penis in her behind 
frightened her. 

"Please, let me alone," she begged. 

"No way," he told her. "I've absolutely got to screw your asshole. You have 
such a cute butt." 

This was frightening to her. 

"Nobody's ever done that before," she said as she felt his fingers exploring 
around her behind. 

"Well, you shouldn't wait any longer," he told her. "There's nothing more 
thrilling than having a hard, long dick shoving up your ass. I'll show you 
what it's like." 

His monstrous penis made her shiver with fear. Then he told her what he 
expected her to do. 

"Just kneel in the middle of the bed. I'll do all the rest." 

Glancing at his face she recognized that he was serious. 

"You've got to be kidding. I'd never let anyone stick a prick up my ass. Get 
lost." 

When she saw the angry look surfacing in his eyes, she knew she'd made a big 
mistake by speaking so abruptly. 

"Oh, I didn't mean anything," she quickly told him. 

"No, you don't mean anything to me," he said as he slapped her buttocks. 
"You're no more than a one-night-stand screw. And I'm gonna get everything I 
want out of you. I'm gonna pump my prick up your ass and I'm gonna fuck you 
good." 

Fearfully and tremblingly, she knelt in the middle of the bed and bent over. 
Slowly he parted her ass cheeks with his hands. Spitting in his hands, he 
applied his own spittle to his long shaft. When it was slick and ready he 
suddenly shoved forward. She felt his hardened male flesh riding between her 
buttocks. Then she felt it pressing against her tight anus. Suddenly he was 
plunging in with a deep, hard stab. 

"YES, BABY, FUCK ME, FUCK ME GOOD!" he told her as he rammed in with all of 
his might. 

When she felt his penis plunging up her tight rectum, for an instant she 
thought she was coming apart. 

"DAMN YOU!" she exclaimed. "YOU'RE HURTING ME." 

"OH, IT FEELS SO GOOD," Ron enthused as he stabbed it up her ass, paying no 
attention to her protests. 

"STOP IT, STOP IT!" she shrieked. "STOP IT!" She thrashed frantically, 
trying to get herself free of his arms and his legs and his prick sliding up 
her asshole. 

"COME ON," he ordered roughly, as he held her pinned underneath him. "TWIST 
YOUR TAIL FOR ME." 

Burning hot tears of shame and remorse filled Kim's eyes as she felt him 
ramming into her with ruthless abandon. She never realized how vicious and 
persistent a man could get when he was so horny. 

"OOOHHH, STOP IT," she panted as he continued ramming it up her ass with all 
of his manly might. 

After he had loosened up her asshole she suddenly found herself deriving a 
measure of pleasure from it. 

"FUCK," he exclaimed hotly. "SHOVE BACK TO ME." 

To her amazement she was pushing back to his driving, stabbing prick. She 
enjoyed it. 

"GREAT," he moaned. "OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS. MILK IT WITH YOUR ASS. THAT'S IT. 
GRAB IT WITH YOUR ASS." 

She enjoyed the delicious sensations that were spreading through her loins. 
With uncontrollable lust she shoved back on his skewering prick. Her carnal 
instincts had surfaced. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as she twisted and writhed underneath him, "FUCK, BABY, 
FUCK. I LOVE IT." 

Delicious waves of pleasure coursed through her body. She loved the way he 
was screwing her. 

"OOOHHH, YES," she groaned. "HARDER. FUCK ME, FUCK ME." 

She could feel his balls slapping against her buttocks. Bending over, he 
gripped her ripe bosoms. He pinched her nipples until she begged for him to 
stop. 

"AAAHHH, YOU'RE HURTING ME," she moaned as he tweaked her tits and fucked 
her asshole at the same time. 

"I'M ALMOST THERE," he told her. "OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK, FUCK." 

The tempo of his fucking increased. He was ramming it into her now, building 
to his climax. 

"YOU'RE GONNA GET SCREWED," he told her as he drove his hard prick into her. 

She knew that he would not stop as he mercilessly screwed her rectal 
passage. Her body began to convulse and she rammed back against him. It 
wouldn't be much longer until streams of his sperm would be shooting deep in 
her rectum. 

"YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL," he panted as he kept pistoning in her tight ass. "TWIST 
YOUR BUTT. FUCK. SHOW SOME APPRECIATION." 

She shoved back to him as he sank his prick ever deeper in her butt. 

"OOOHHH, YES," he told her as he thrust forward, "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. FUCK, 
FUCK." 

Delirious with excitement she kept accepting his sharp, driving cock blasts 
in her tight, squirming asshole. 

"I'M ALMOST THERE, BABY," he told her. "GRAB IT WITH YOUR ASS." 

Kim did the work now. As he plunged the head of his prick deeper, she 
rhythmically twisted her ass for him. She could feel the full length of his 
mammoth, thrusting flesh as he drove in now. The pressure in his balls grew 
more intense as she twisted her behind. 

"FUCK IT, FUCK IT," he told her. 

He could feel the white hot fire leap along the passage of his plunging 
prick. He gasped and held his head back as if in agony as his cock began to 
convulse when a torrent of white hot sperm flooded Kim's madly twisting 
rectum. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned as he shot her his load. "FUCK, FUCK!" 

She loved it, too. It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of it as he 
plunged deep up her asshole. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she panted passionately. "OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME. I'M 
HOT. I'M SO HOT. SCREW ME." 

It was thrilling to him to have her ask for it. His prick rammed up her 
asshole as he finished fucking. 

When he eased his dick out of her ass and looked at her tight anal ring as 
it went into place again, he patted her bare blonde buttocks. 

"Mighty fine piece of ass, I'll tell you that," he assured her. 

It didn't take him long to get out of there. 

The next day Kim felt awful about what she'd done. She had to tell somebody 
and she didn't know in whom she could confide. 

There was one girl she'd known in school who had quite a daring reputation. 
Maybe she should call her and let her know what was bothering her now. That 
might ease her conscience. 

She called Sandy's number and Sandy was home. 

"Sandy," Kim began, "this is Kim. You remember me in high school?" 

"Oh, sure, I do," Sandy told her. "What are you doing these days?" 

"I got a job working as a cocktail waitress," she explained. 

"Cocktail waitress?" Sandy asked in amazement. "I didn't know that's what 
you wanted out of life. I thought you were going to college." 

"No, I didn't want to do that," she explained. "I'm happy doing what I want 
to do. But I do have a few problems. I mean, there are times when I get 
confused. When men ask me to go to bed with them." 

Sandy laughed. 

"Now, honey, I hope you haven't gone into hustling. We certainly don't want 
to have two hustlers in our graduating class." 

Bursting out with laughter, Kim recognized Sandy's frankness made it easy 
for her to tell the truth about what had happened. 

"I'm afraid that's exactly what's occurred," she confessed. "I hate to admit 
it, but I have been involved in your type of business." 

"Some of those men that you meet at a bar are impossible," Sandy said. "I 
know. I used to work as a cocktail waitress myself. They expect a girl to be 
on her feet all night and on her back what's left of the night when she 
quits working." 

"I know," Kim said quietly, "and it is disgusting." 

However, she had to admit that the financial rewards were great. 

"I turned a trick last night for five hundred," she declared. 

"Wow! I guess you're moving in the right circles," Sandy laughed. 

"Yes, I am," Kim admitted candidly. "And the thing that's bothering me is 
where is it going to end? If I get a reputation at the bar as a hooker I'm 
sure it will wreck everything if I ever do decide to go straight." 

Sandy was listening to her unwind. 

"I've got the perfect answer," she told her finally. "You'll just have to 
get a new identity. You'll have to go to a new town and start all over. 
That's the only way when you have made the big mistake of peddling it in a 
public place. If you were more discreet about it, the way that I am, you 
wouldn't run into that problem. I operate from an answering service and on 
recommendations only. I would never think of doing anything as dangerous as 
you are. You could be picking up vice at the bar. You've got to be awfully 
careful, 'cause I'm sure you don't want to wind up going to court and having 
to hire a lawyer and all that." 

"I'd never thought about that," the blonde cocktail waitress admitted to her 
girl friend, "but it does shake me up just thinking about it." 

"It's good to get you a little shaken up, honey," Sandy admitted, "because 
it happens all the time. I haven't had it happen lately because I've been 
traveling in the right circles. But when you're an independent, you can get 
into a hell of a lot of trouble." 

"How are you operating?" Kim asked her. 

"I work for a guy named Dave," she explained, "and he handles all the 
business. He takes care of the payoff and there aren't any problems that 
way." 

"Maybe I should follow your way of doing it," she admitted. 

"Honey, I don't recommend you ever get involved on a full-time basis. I'm 
really sorry that you got involved at all. It's rather dangerous and it 
could be very upsetting. Especially if you got involved with certain men who 
used you. I am really disgusted I ever got involved with Dave, but now that 
I am I just have to admit I made a mistake. And I can't get out." 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Kim enjoyed her work. However, when the sailors kept patting her behind, 
Nick noticed it. He spoke with her in the office after work one night. 

"I don't like what I see," he shook his head. 

"What are you talking about, Nick?" Kim demanded. 

"Those men slapping your ass," he told her. 

His eyes looked at her. The round, jutting domes of her womanly breasts, the 
magnificent narrowness of her waist and the lean curve of her hips were all 
too apparent in her cocktail waitress costume. 

"I can understand why any man could get turned on with you," he confessed, 
"but I don't like it. You understand?" 

Nodding, she explained, "When I'm walking briskly by them I suppose I do 
turn them on. Do I turn you on, Nick?" 

Nick smiled. 

"I was just coming to that," he told her. "As a matter of fact, I've let you 
get by quite awhile." 

"So Nina and Betty told me," Kim sighed heavily as she lit a cigarette and 
took a long puff. 

"Would you like to make a little extra money?" Nick grinned knowingly. 

Something came over her that made her want to trade jibes with him. 

"I don't think you've got enough money to buy me, Nick," she told him 
flatly. 

Nick smiled. 

"I suppose you've gotten spoiled with some of the sports around here," he 
told her. "But there's one thing you're forgetting-" Nick Ellis let his 
sentence dangle in the air deliberately. He was determined to sabotage her 
resistance. 

"You're a nice-looking girl," he said, clenching his right hand into a fist 
and smacking it down hard on the desk, "but, baby, if you work for me you'll 
do as I tell you." 

Nervously, Kim nodded. 

"Are you trying to tell me something, Nick?" she laughed. 

"Don't taunt me," he snapped. "Come on, let me see what you've got 
underneath that cocktail waitress's costume." 

She was angry now. Kim didn't hesitate to tell him what she thought of him. 

"Nick, as far as I'm concerned you're a snake. If you want it, come and get 
it." 

The beautiful blonde stood tall and looked at her boss. Nick accepted it as 
a challenge. 

"All right," he said, "if that's the way you want to play the game, it's all 
right with me." 

It was obvious to her that nothing was going to stop him. He came over to 
her immediately and stood there looking at her ripe, full bosoms. 

"What're you staring at, Nick?" she asked him angrily. 

"Your tits," he told her. "The way they hang out of that costume it's enough 
to make any man stare." 

"Yeah, and you force me to wear this skimpy costume. Don't forget that." 

She was glaring at him, trying her best to keep control. But it wasn't easy. 

"Take off your clothes," he told her. "Go ahead." 

She tried desperately to smile confidently, but it wasn't easy, for Nick's 
hot hands were all over her body. 

"It's been so long," Nick said, his eyes looking lewdly with a smirking 
expression down at her crotch. 

"Like I told you, Nick," she said, leering up at him, "if you want it, 
you're gonna pay for it. I don't give freebie fucks." 

Nick was stunned at the crude words his beautiful blonde cocktail waitress 
Kim was using. However, he was prepared to meet her price. 

"I can afford it. I'll pay you a hundred dollars. That's plenty. Old Nick is 
giving you the chance of your life to work your tail off with all of these 
sailors. And I know you're taking advantage of it. So don't take advantage 
of me, baby." 

At that awkward moment, the cocktail waitress Nina opened the door. She saw 
Nick standing so close to Kim that for an instant she thought they were 
joined together. 

"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm interrupting anything," Nina quipped coyly. 

"Get out of here," Nick exploded. "You know you should never enter my office 
unless you knock first." 

"Yes, and I can see why," Nina said as she moistly slammed the door. 

That got Kim more angry than ever. 

"At least you might give me the benefit of some privacy," she told him. 

"I figured the other girls had gone home," he told her. "They're always 
acting like they can hardly wait to leave the place. But when you don't want 
'em, sure enough, they're around." 

She looked at his crotch. Kim could see he was bulging there. 

"Do you like the looks of it?" he asked as his eyes observed what she was 
staring at. 

"I like the looks of your money," she told him. "Let's see that first." 

Nick didn't take long to peel off a hundred dollars for her. 

"There it is," he told her. "Tuck it in your tush." 

"Don't get vulgar with me," she snapped as she went up to the door and put 
the safety bolt on it. 

"You should have done this first," she told him in an angry voice. 

She began stripping. Nick's eyes couldn't move from her body now. She was so 
beautiful. Sure, she was cold and she'd sold it plenty of times before, he 
knew. But it really didn't make any difference. She still had a lot of sex 
mileage in her and he was gonna get some of it. He looked at her beautiful 
shoulders and neck. He loved the way her shimmering blonde hair seemed to 
splash on her shoulders. 

"You're so beautiful," he told her, "I could eat you." 

"Maybe I'll give you a chance, honey," she told him. "If you know what to do 
with your tongue." 

"I know where to stick it," he said as he glanced at her pubic hair and 
moistening crotch. 

"Why don't you drop down on your knees, tiger?" she suggested. "Let me see 
what you can do with your mouth." 

"I figured you were the kind that would like that," he said with a lewd 
grin. 

Nick wasted no time. He got down on his knees. Then he looked at her 
beautiful crotch. She could feel his hot breath on her pussy as he moved 
forward. 

"OOOHHH," she gasped, "I LOVE THAT. 

LICK ME." 

Her heart was thumping, her breath coming in short gasps. 

"YES, YESSSS," she panted as she felt his fiery tongue slipping inside of 
her vagina. "OOOHHH," Kim moaned as she felt him licking at her clit. 

It thrilled him when he saw the pouting slit of her pink pussy. And then he 
pulled his tongue out a moment and let his middle finger lewdly insinuate 
between the flowered, hair-fringed lips of her cunt. 

He flipped his tongue back and forth across her clitoris, as flickers of 
ecstasy burst in her body shamelessly. 

"Oh, Nick," she panted as she ground her hips forward. "I love it." 

Her pussy started to juice and this got him even more excited. He gripped 
her smooth, satin-like ass cheeks and squeezed them. Then he tongue fucked 
her luridly. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I CAN'T STAND IT." 

Her body was jerking violently, her weight shifting back and forth as her 
hips bucked obscenely. The delicious sensation of Nick's mouth pressing 
against her pussy thrilled her. 

"OOOHHH, EAT ME, BABY," she begged frantically. "SUCK ME THERE. OOOHHH, YES. 
I LOVE IT." 

The horny bar owner lapped at her cunt with a ravenous hunger. He flipped 
inside of her vagina excitedly, getting her so stimulated she was trembling. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned as the thrills shot through her body, "YES, BABY, YES. 
I LOVE IT." 

Her hips bucked and jerked frantically as the marvelous heat of his mouth 
thrilled her. But what thrilled her most of all was the way he worked his 
teeth nibbling at her clitoris, his tongue flicking at her velvety vagina. 

"EAT ME," she gasped as a delicious sexy feeling thrilled her so she was 
juicing. 

Her eyes were glazed, her arms shaking violently as she reached down to 
grasp his head and hold him pinned down over her cunt while she came in his 
mouth. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," Kim moaned as she shoved forward. 

He licked her pussy and sucked it and then slowly let his pink tongue slide 
from her. 

"How about that?" he grinned as he looked at her. 

She had to compliment him. 

"You sure know how to lick a lady, Nick," she flattered him. 

Nick's face beamed with pride. 

"And now," he told her, "I'm going to return the favor." 

"What do you want me to do, honey?" she smiled. 

"I want you to lick my prick. I'm gonna strip now and sit on the edge of the 
desk and you can suck me as you sit in my chair." 

"That's nice," she told him. "I hate to have my knees on the floor." 

"That won't be necessary," Nick assured her. "You can draw up my black 
leather chair, then I'll sit in front of you. And when you see all that 
prick meat I know you're gonna feel hungry." 

Nick flattered himself that she was as eager for his cock as he was for his 
cunt. Coldly and calculatingly, Kim decided to play the game. After all, he 
was in it for what he was getting, so why shouldn't she be in it for 
everything she could get? 

Naked she walked over to the chair. She pulled up the black leather chair as 
Nick positioned himself stark naked on his desk top. He had his legs spread 
and he was clasping his gigantic cock. She looked at it and brought her lips 
to the head of it. Then she let her mouth slowly slip along the wetly 
gleaming underside of his prick. 

"OOOHHH, DOES THAT EVER FEEL GOOD," he told her as his hips bucked and 
jerked frantically at the marvelous heat of her mouth. 

He loved the way her moist lips slipped down over his prick. 

"SUCK IT," he whispered, "SUCK IT." 

The beautiful blonde held the nub of his cock in her mouth for a long 
moment. She thrilled to the sensations that were surging through her body. 
She loved his prick. 

"OOOHHH," he panted as he pumped it down her throat, "SUCK, BABY, SUCK." 

His hands reached down to grip her head. He ran his fingers through her hair 
as he fucked her face. 

"EAT IT," he panted as he drove into her, "SUCK. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF. 
OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, BABY, WHAT A COCK EATER. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT, SUCK 
IT!" 

She continued sucking his cock, thrilling him just the way he wanted to be 
thrilled. 

"OOOHHH, PLAY WITH THE BALLS," he told her. "THAT'S IT. I LOVE IT. OOOHHH, I 
LOVE IT." 

She kept her eyes open so she could see the entire length of his 
saliva-slickened manhood as he pumped it to her. He was spreading his legs 
now as he became more excited, pumping it ever deeper down her throat. As 
she would let her face come closer to his crotch, she could feel his wiry 
pubic hair tickling her nose. 

"SUCK OFF!" he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, THAT'S HOW. SUCK IT." 

He was so excited now that he could hardly stand it. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her as he saw her cheeks ballooning in and out as he 
fucked her, "YOU SURE KNOW HOW TO GIVE A SUPER BLOW JOB." 

Relentlessly he fucked her. He was bound and determined that he was going to 
derive every thrill he knew how from her. 

"EAT IT," he panted as his eyes were riveted on her bobbing head. "SUCK. 
SUCK IT." 

He watched in mesmerized lust. It was wonderful the way she was sucking. 

"OOOHHH, BABY, LET ME SLIDE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT," he told her. 

He let the entire length of his prick glide down her throat until she 
thought she would choke on his prick meat. 

"OOOHHH," he panted as he pumped it to her, "YES. SUCK, SUCK!" 

His face was twisting in exaltation as he pumped his cock to her. He enjoyed 
the feeling of her hands as she played with his balls and massaged his ass 
cheeks. She was excited, lewd, and desired to be satisfied. She pawed at him 
as she sucked his prick. 

"OOOHHH, YES, BABY," he told her, "I'M HOT. YOU'RE GONNA GET IT. RIGHT IN 
YOUR MOUTH." 

The delicious sensations that she felt prompted her to develop a rhythm to 
her cock sucking. She loved having the full length of his shaft pumping into 
her. She wanted to taste him. Nick fucked the beautiful cocktail waitress 
with abandon, slamming it into her throat. She could feel his balls slap 
back and forth obscenely on her lips as she kept sucking. 

"YES, YESSSSS," he panted as he pumped it to her, "THAT'S WHAT I LIKE. COME 
ON, SUCK, SUCK." 

She was getting so excited now that she could feel her vagina starting to 
juice again. It was strange for her to understand why she could become this 
aroused. 

"OOOHHH, EAT IT," he whispered sensuously as he brutally finished fucking 
her face. "SWALLOW IT." 

Hot white cum shot down her throat. She gulped greedily, sucking every 
delicious drop of him. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as he felt her tongue drooling hot slobber all over his 
penis. 

Her lips, teeth and tongue seemed to swallow every inch of him. He thrilled 
to the way her hands played with his ass cheeks lewdly. 

"WOW!" he smiled as she finally eased her mouth off his prick. 

Nick still had a hard-on. 

"Don't you ever go down?" she asked curiously. 

"I can't help it tonight," Nick half-apologized. "You've got me so hot I've 
got to fuck you again. Baby, why don't you let me stick it to you from 
behind?" 

Her cheeks and jaw ached from all of her cock sucking, but nevertheless, she 
loved it. The thought of letting him stick his prick up her asshole was not 
something she looked forward to. 

"I... I don't think I'd care for that," she shook her head. 

"I'll teach you how it can be done so you'll love it," he smiled. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Nick grinned as he told Kim what he wanted her to do. 

"Now, baby," he smiled, "I want you with your ass angled over the edge of 
the desk. I want to ram my prick up your butt." 

The thought of his huge cock disappearing in her asshole frightened her. 

"I can't take all that cock meat up my ass. You've got such a big prick," 
she shook her head. 

It pleased him that she was fearful. If there was anything he liked it was 
to make a woman feel some pain. 

"Now, baby," he said caressingly, "just let me lick your cute ass. I promise 
you I won't hurt you." 

"Well... I guess you could do that," she said as she sighed nervously. 

Bending over the edge of Nick's desk, she angled her buttocks so he could 
have access. He sat down in his chair and pulled it close to her. 

He let his hands reach up to grip her smooth, round buttocks. He got his 
face right in her asshole and soon was tongue fucking her rectum. 

"OOOHHH," she panted as she felt him giving her a rim job, "I LOVE IT." 

Not only was Nick tongue fucking her asshole, but he let his index finger 
slip into her pussy. Her hips wiggled wildly as he assaulted her in a two- 
way, thrilling sensation. 

"YES, YESSSSS," she panted deliriously, "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. SUCK MY ASS. 
FUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, NICK, OOOHHH!" 

She groaned as she felt him getting more aroused. The lurid, moist noise of 
his sucking on her asshole stimulated her. Then she felt him fingering her 
cunt until she was starting to juice. 

"OOOHHH," she wailed as her body twisted and turned on his stabbing tongue. 

At the same time her vagina was juicing and Nick was quick to flip his 
fingers back and forth in her juicy pussy and apply her cuntal juices to her 
rectum when he'd pulled his tongue out. 

"That'll give you a nice lube job, honey," he said, getting to his feet. 

Wasting no time now, Nick quickly gripped her hips. He pulled her back to 
him. 

"I'm gonna fuck your ass," he told her, "and fuck it good." 

With a powerful lunge forward he inserted the knob of his huge prick right 
up her asshole. She let out a gasp so loud that Nick clamped his hand over 
her mouth. 

"Easy does it," he panted as he pumped forward. 

"OOOHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," Kim groaned as she felt her body being torn in 
two with his thick prick. 

The harder she tried to pull away, the tighter Nick gripped her. He was 
violently fucking her ass. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as he went on ramming it to her, "FUCK. FUCK IT." 

He was jabbing it to her with hard strokes. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he panted as she felt her asshole begin to stretch. 

His incredibly large prick went right on ramming inside her. 

"You'll love it," he told her. "I'm gonna shove it all the way in there." 

He went on ramming up between the fleshy folds of her buttocks. She gritted 
her teeth against the tightness. It was hard for her to take. The slick 
surface of her ass that Nick had created by using her cuntal lubrication in 
her rectum provided good pistoning slickness for his cock. 

"FUCK, BABY, FUCK," he panted as he kept pumping it into her. "FUCK." 

She bent over farther and he could drive it deeper now. She was squirming 
and that only provided more pleasure for his stabbing shaft. 

"OOOHHH, YES, BABY," he gasped as he went on burying his cock in her ass. 

It hurt something terrible. However, she soon didn't care. The awful pain 
was giving way to some awesome pleasure. She loved it. He kept pumping it to 
her as her ass bounced back to meet his driving prick jabs. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," Nick panted as he kept driving it into her wickedly. 
"SCREW IT." 

She moaned as she felt him stroking her breasts while he fucked her ass. 

"SHOVE BACK TO ME," he begged her. "THAT'S HOW, HONEY. SCREW IT." 

"EEEEIIII!" Kim squealed as he drove his monstrous cock home. 

Her sensitive asshole was almost splitting with all of his prick meat. She 
could feel his balls bouncing against her loins as he stabbed it into her. 

"OOOHHH!" she groaned, her eyes bulging, her breasts bobbing as his 
insistent loins continued pumping into her with all of his manly might. 

All at once she felt him grinding in all the way. His prick was spearing 
into her asshole in wild abandon as he shot his load. He was utterly 
thrilled by the delicious clasping warmth of her tight anus. 

"FUCK, FUCK," he groaned. "OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING. SCREW IT." 

She kept her ass twisting, her rectal muscles gripping his prick as he 
pistoned in and out. Kim loved every moment of it. Her hips were churning in 
circles that made the head of his cock pump deeper in her ass. 

"FUCK ME, OOOHHH, FUCK ME," she pleaded. "HARDER!" 

Kim was concerned about her own orgasm. It wasn't far off. She could feel it 
in her pussy as he rammed it to her, driving her to new heights of sexual 
ecstasy. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned as she felt his fingers flipping back and forth in her 
cunt. "OHHHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. PLAY WITH IT. FUCK ME." 

His hot, feverish fingers worked back and forth across her clitoris. Then 
the lovely blonde was cumming. 

"OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS," she panted as he kept his fingers sliding in her 
slick slit. 

Finally he finished pumping his prick in and out of her body. Slowly he 
eased off and patted her buttocks. 

"You're a nice girl," he told her. "You're worth a hundred. I hope you're 
gonna stay here, because you could make a lot of money in this place." 

That was the first time she knew that Nick actually was aware of the fact 
that many of the cocktail waitresses apparently had been making money on the 
side hustling with the sailors. 

"Why did you act so angry at first?" she demanded. "When I talked with some 
of the people who came here to drink you blew up." 

"Doesn't look good," Nick tried to explain. "We have vice visiting us all 
the time. If they see the waitresses getting too friendly with some of the 
sailors they're gonna jump to the right conclusions." 

Nick slipped into his shorts and pulled on his pants and got his shirt on 
next. Kim dressed and told him that she actually had thought at first she 
never could go through with giving sex to men when they requested it. 

"What changed your mind, honey?" he smiled. 

"I stopped to think of it," she explained, "and I realized what a fool I 
was. Why shouldn't I give them a little fun? After all, it's like a 
handshake. Just a sign of friendship. Of course, it can mean more. But it 
doesn't have to. I learned something about casual sex, shall we say." 

Nick laughed as he listened to her talking. 

"That's great," he told her. "Only like I say, be careful who you keep 
company with. If you get in trouble, honey, you're on your own. Don't call 
me to post bail." 

Startled, she looked at him. 

"Some waitresses have asked you to post bail?" she demanded. 

"Of course," he nodded. "And I don't like to. I wouldn't have enough money 
to operate the bar if I was always bailing my girls out and paying for their 
attorneys and all." 

"Nina and Betty, have they been hauled in?" 

"No, they're nice kids," he explained. "They know how to keep their nose 
clean. Make sure you do the same thing, 'cause I don't want any trouble." 

"Yes, Nick," she replied. 

Nick smiled at her. 

"I have an idea if you'd be interested in making some more money," he told 
her, "how you could do it. How would you like to be a star?" 

"What?" she demanded. "Me... a star?" 

"Yeah," Nick grinned. "A porno flick star. There are openings. I have a 
friend who is making a new movie. He said that I should look for talent. You 
look like the kind of girl who would photograph well. I'll just be you'd 
have a great career in pictures, if you put your mind to it." She smiled as 
she contemplated the suggestion. "I don't know as I could get involved in 
anything like that," she shook her head. 

He looked at her round, jutting breasts. "Honey, you were made for it." 

His eyes swept to her long, trim legs and once more he focused on the lean 
curve of her hips. 

"You've got it," he told her. "You've either got it or you haven't got it. 
And, honey, you've got it." 

"I appreciate your vote of confidence," she assured him, "but I'm not quite 
so sure that I would care to work in films like that." 

"It would be the opportunity of a lifetime," he told her, "and you should 
take advantage of it." 

"No... no, I don't think so," she told him. "Well, it's all right with me," 
he told her. "But you could have made a grand for a couple days' work." 

"That much?" she questioned him. "Naturally," he told her, "and you would be 
wearing a wig and other disguises so no one would ever recognize you. Being 
a blonde, they probably would give you a brunette wig. In that way you could 
feel immune from anyone knowing you or recognizing you." 

The more Kim thought about it, the more it did seem like a good idea. 

"That's real nice of you, Nick, to think of me," she smiled. "Do you have 
the name of a producer who makes porno flicks?" 

"I just happen to have one handy," Nick said, opening his wallet, taking out 
a card, and handing it to her. 

"Thank you, Nick," she told him. "Maybe I should consider you my agent." 

"Forget that," he told her. "But you might call Tim Courtney. Tim is a 
square-shooter, honey, and he won't rob you." 

"That's awfully nice of you to want to help me, Nick," she told him. 

Nick gave her a little peck-on-the-cheek kiss and thanked her for a good 
time. 

When she walked out to her car in the parking lot, who should be waiting 
there but Nina. 

"Damn, baby, I felt so bad when I popped in unannounced like that." 

"Oh, it's all right, you didn't mean any harm," Kim assured her. 

"I know I didn't, baby," she said softly, "but it does burn me up that that 
bastard has you screwing with him, too. He made Betty and me. Did he tell 
you?" 

"No, he never said a word," Kim assured her. "But I assumed the same. You 
girls told me what the score was. I guess he just waited until he felt like 
fucking the hell out of me and tonight was his night." 

"Why don't you come over to my place tonight?" Nina asked. "We can talk 
things over. There are so many things I would like to discuss with you." 

"Can't we talk about them over here?" 

"In the parking lot?" the beautiful brunette cocktail waitress asked, 
glancing over her shoulder as if some intruder was standing nearby, 
listening. 

"I suppose it isn't the most convenient place in the world," Kim admitted, 
"but at least you could get off your chest what's bothering you." 

"If you don't mind, dear," she told her, "I would prefer a little privacy. 
Actually, honey, there is a reason why I would like to speak to you." 
Finally Kim agreed to follow in her car behind her. When she got to Nina's 
apartment she had second thoughts. It was so damn late she figured she 
wouldn't get any sleep at all if she went to her place. However, she finally 
agreed. 

"I just have a little place here," Nina told her, "but it's home. Honey, 
tell me what he did." Shaking her head, Kim told her she didn't want to 
relive the gory details. 

"I'm just as well content to forget about it," she assured her. 

"I'm certain you are," she told her frankly, "but it would be so nice if we 
could confide in one another. When two kindred souls communicate, it helps 
ease the conscience." 

"I don't need to confess anything to anyone," Kim snapped angrily. "I did 
what I did because I wanted to get some extra money. Nick paid me." 

Nina shook her head in amazement. 

"The cheapskate bastard never paid Betty or me one thin dime for giving him 
wild fucks. As a matter of fact, he used to get the two of us to turn on 
with him. I can't think of anything more disgusting than that. Can you?" 

"Oh, Nick isn't such a bad person, as people go," Kim insisted. 

"It isn't that," Nina insisted. "Would you like a drink, dear?" 

After a couple of drinks, Nina suggested she stay for the night. 

"For what there is left of it, I guess I might as well," Kim agreed. 

Kim didn't have her pajamas so she simply stripped. And when Nina caught 
sight of her blonde naked body, she reached down to her pubic vee, 
permitting her finger tips to gently ease back and forth across the blonde 
down curls. 

"Oh, baby, you're so beautiful," Nina said. 

"Are you turning on with me?" Kim laughed. 

Nina smiled and nodded. And then she touched her warm, flowing breasts with 
her hands, fondling them affectionately. She let her hands suddenly slide 
smoothly back and forth across her vagina. The raging genital heat could not 
be denied. Kim was getting excited. 

The gorgeous brunette let two fingers slide inside the blonde's pussy lips 
and she began arousing her. 

"Like it?" Nina grinned. 

It was obvious to Nina that Kim was enjoying herself. 

"That does feel good," she told her. 

Looking at Nina and realizing how she was feasting on the nakedness of her 
body and playing with her lush breasts and her moistening vagina, caused Kim 
to ask her point blank, "Are you a lesbian?" 

"No way, honey," she told her. "I like getting screwed by a big horny dude. 
But, baby, when I see a gorgeous gal like you with tremendous tits and a 
beautiful pussy, there's only one thing to do-lick it and love it." 

There was a strange feeling that was coming over Kim. This was unnatural and 
she was frightened about what was happening. 

"You'd better stop," Kim warned her. 

For a moment Nina hesitated. 

"All right," she blurted. 

They went to the bed and stretched out, naked. But it wasn't long before 
Nina was once more reaching over to play with Kim's beautiful bosoms. 

"You have tits of your own," Kim reminded her. "Why does it excite you to 
touch mine?" 

"I know, honey," Nina smiled understandingly. "I have beautiful breasts. Men 
go ape when they lick them and play with them. But I also enjoy playing with 
tits. So what's wrong with me playing with yours?" 

A smile crept about Kim's lips. 

"You wanted to see me naked, didn't you?" she asked her. 

It brought a blush to Nina's face to admit the truth. 

"Yes," she admitted. 

She continued playing with her breasts, then let her mouth begin licking at 
them. 

"You shouldn't be doing that," Kim insisted. 

Nina paid no attention. She would suck first one breast and then the other. 
And at the same time she was reaching down between her legs. She kept her 
finger insistently plunging between her vaginal lips as if she were fucking 
her. 

"Oh, I can't understand it," Kim groaned. "It feels so good. But I shouldn't 
be doing this. It's all wrong." 

As far as Nina was concerned, there was nothing right or wrong regarding 
sex. The important thing was pleasure. 

"You really know how to use your fingers down there," Kim told her huskily. 

"Yes, baby," she agreed, "and you should feel; my tongue." 

All at once Kim felt as though she was having sex with some kind of a sex 
maniac. 

"What's wrong with you?" Kim demanded. 

"You're very narrow-minded, honey," Nina said with a sly smile as she let 
her tongue lick to her flat stomach. 

"Stop it," Kim begged. 

But there was a heat rising from the pit of her stomach. Her loins began to 
throb in response to the obscene tongue lashing that was taking place around 
her crotch. Her hips moved suddenly. But it did no good. For her female 
lover was on her, tongue fucking her. Lewdly, obscenely and lasciviously she 
licked at her cunt lips. 

"OOOHHH, STOP IT, STOP IT," Kim panted. "STOP IT." 

She was whimpering, mewling with delicious erotic pleasure as she felt 
Nina's tongue and mouth and lips licking her pink slit. 

"OHHHH, YES, YES," she finally panted as her hotly spasming pussy began 
juicing. "OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME." 

Her buttocks obscenely undulated and then she threw her legs around her girl 
friend's shoulders. She ground her cunt in her face as she came. 

"EAT ME, EAT ME," she groaned as her hands held Nina in a vise-like grip 
over her pussy. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT, I LOVE IT." 

Nina's tongue laved her pink cunt. She squirmed salaciously, enjoying the 
delicious sensations that were shooting through her body. Her entire body 
had become a glowing furnace of lust as she juiced, reveling in the lavish 
wantonness that was exploding between her luscious, long legs. 

Tasting her brought enormous pleasure to Nina. She licked and sucked at her 
cunt noisily. 

Kim's moans degenerated into hoarse muffled gasps as she kept grinding her 
pussy into her female lover's mouth. 

Finally Nina pulled away. She looked up at her with pleasure and awe. 

"You're so beautiful," she exclaimed. 

Releasing her legs from her lover's shoulders, Kim smiled down at her. 

"You did know how to excite me. I can't believe it. I enjoyed it with 
another woman." 

"Yes, darling, you did," Nina reminded her, "because you let yourself go. 
You're losing your inhibitions, darling, and now you're going to start 
enjoying life." 

"I hope so," Kim said as she looked away evasively. 

In the heat of her passion she had lost sight of her morals. Now that she 
was satisfied, a strange loathing returned to her. The guilt and shame and 
humiliation and the fears of her future surfaced in one angry blast of 
feeling. 

"What are you thinking about?" Nina asked coyly as she lay beside her. 

"Nothing," Kim replied swiftly, not wanting to let on about her true 
feelings. 

The two women slept together that night. In the morning Nina got up and 
fixed breakfast for Kim. 

"How do you want your eggs?" Nina grinned. 

"Sunny-side up," Kim replied. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

After breakfast Nina made a very bold suggestion. 

"Kim, have you ever thought about living with another girl and sharing the 
expenses?" 

"No, I couldn't do that," Kim told her. 

"I have a nice place here," Nina told her, "but it could be better." 

"Yes, I guess we could all find better places," Kim confessed. 

"Honey," she told her, "I want to tell you something. There has never been a 
time in my life that I wanted anything more than knowing myself. I haven't 
found myself. But I'm looking." 

After breakfast Kim went back to her apartment. She had a business call to 
make. She'd made up her mind that she was going to check on the 
possibilities of working in films. If she could make movies by day and work 
at Nick's bar by night, she could make a lot of loot. She could find her own 
posh apartment. Maybe she could even build a savings account. That would be 
wonderful. 

She took the card that Nick had handed her and dialed the phone number. When 
she heard a male voice she told him, "My name is Kim. I work at Nick Ellis's 
bar. Nick told me I could phone you about the possibility of working in 
movies." 

"Oh, yes," he began, "that's very nice of him to have you call me." 

Kim was anxious to get into a meaningful conversation with him. 

"Have you had any experience in pictures before?" he asked her. 

"No," she admitted, "nothing but home movies." 

"Not the kind of pictures, of course, that we're interested in." 

"I'm afraid not," she told him. "Mother was very strict." 

"When can we get together to talk about this further?" Tim Courtney asked 
Kim. 

"Well, any time," she replied. 

"How about this afternoon?" 

"Well, I have to be at work at six," she explained, "but I suppose I could 
drop by around three." 

"Fine," he told her. "Do you have the address? It's on the card. If you have 
any problems finding my office, just give me a call." 

"Thank you, Tim," she told him. 

The stunning blonde made a point to dress in a very appealing outfit. She 
wanted to give herself the edge in his evaluation of her film potential. 

When she walked into Tim Courtney's office, it didn't take her long to see 
the type of films that he had in mind. The walls were covered with pictures 
of female breasts. However, the women's faces weren't showing. Just the 
breasts. Another wall had a series of crotch shots. And the same thing 
applied. There were no faces, no legs, just crotches on one side and breasts 
on the other. 

"This is my little den of iniquity where I gather my inspiration for my film 
plots," he smiled. 

"Oh," Kim said as she went over to his desk, took a chair and sat down. 

"I could just visualize what you would look like," Tim Courtney smiled. "You 
are indeed attractive. Nick phoned me about you and said that he had a real 
knockout of a blonde working for him. But I didn't think that I would feast 
my eyes on anything quite as appealing as you, young lady." 

"Quit turning yourself on," Kim told him, "and tell me what my chances are 
to make some money. That's what I'm interested in." 

"Aren't we all?" the porno film producer smiled. "Now first I would like to 
see what you have. Purely business. I've seen enough naked flesh in my time 
so that I don't become stimulated by you. In other words, you're like a 
piece of merchandise to me." 

"Well, it's nice to know that I count for something," she laughed. 

She wasn't quite so sure that Tim Courtney was telling her the truth. He was 
a man in his early thirties with a mustache, black hair and penetrating 
brown eyes. He had a deep suntan and looked as if he took life easy a lot of 
the time. 

"Can I get you something to drink?" he smiled. "It might help you unwind so 
you could feel at ease when you strip and walk naked back and forth across 
this room for me." 

"Why should I walk naked back and forth across this room for you?" she 
demanded. "When you haven't hired me, I think I'm giving you a freebie." 

"That would be true if I was a voyeur," he smiled understandingly. "The fact 
of the matter is, young lady, I'm a producer. You can't imagine the 
deception that goes on in this business. I've seen lovely women come in here 
with magnificent bosoms. That is, until they strip. Instead of breasts I 
discover they have padding in their bra. I'm not taking chances." 

"Everything I have is my own," Kim said, "and I can sign a statement. An 
affidavit, if that's what you want." 

"I want to look for myself," the producer said in a very demanding voice. 

Kim thought about it a long moment. 

"And what price do you pay for a girl who performs in one of your films?" 

"A star gets a grand," he told her. "And a second lead gets five hundred." 

Already the price was being halved. Kim was certain that Tim Courtney would 
be telling her that she was worth five hundred instead of a thousand. It was 
amazing how Nick and Tim seemed to work together in perfect synchronization. 
Maybe the Casbah Bar was simply a supply base for porno flicks, as well as a 
source of entertainment for sailors to keep them coming into his 
establishment. 

"All right," Kim said indignantly, "but let me tell you something. I'm not 
playing second string in your porno flicks. If I can't be a star, I don't 
care to work in them." 

"You're being unreasonable," the producer shook his head. "I have girls that 
I turn away. I'm only giving you an opportunity to show me what you have 
because of a friendship with Nick. I hope you understand that." 

"Take it or leave it," the beautiful blonde said in a cool tone that made 
the producer realize he was dealing with someone who was as headstrong and 
determined as he was. 

"Of course," he acknowledged, "now and then there does come along a girl who 
has everything it takes and we star her. However, don't think that every 
girl could be a Linda Lovelace. She had special qualities that put her in a 
class by herself and that's why she became a star. Who is it today they 
still talk about? Of course, it's little Miss Lovelace. A beautiful lady." 

When he told her that he would definitely give her a chance to star, 
providing that he liked what she had to offer, she decided to strip. But not 
before she had a drink. 

"Being the shy kind," she said, "it isn't easy for me to take off my clothes 
before a perfect stranger." 

"Of course, we're all virgins," the producer told her as he looked at her 
starting to take off her clothes. 

As Kim removed her clothes she saw the producer's eyes light up. It was 
apparent he was becoming aroused. 

"Lovely breasts," he observed. "Succulent. I like the way they bounce when 
you walk. Now let's finish. It's very important to see what your legs look 
like." 

She began stripping off her skirt. And then, when he caught sight of her 
pubic hair through her sheer panties, he was almost licking his lips. She 
recognized how thrilled he was becoming. 

"Why do you look at me like that?" she demanded. 

"It's perfectly natural," the producer said angrily as he stared at her. 

"Maybe it is," she said as she tugged the elastic waistband of her panties, 
slipped them off, and paraded around in front of him. 

As he caught sight of her curvaceous breasts, he again complimented her. 

"You've got a beautiful ass," he told her, "and lovely breasts. So many 
breasts sag. Yours don't. But what I find most inspiring of all is your 
pussy, if you don't mind me calling it that." 

"It's better than cunt," Kim told him coldly. 

"You're a pretty tough cookie," he told her. 

"I get around," she told him. "I've found out how people think working at 
the Casbah Bar. The only way I ever make any tips is being immune to all of 
the men giving me a pat on the ass or pinching at my breasts. I don't want 
black-and-blue marks on my ass or on my tits. So I tell them to keep their 
hands off. I also tell them that if they must touch me, do it lightly." 

Tim Courtney burst out laughing. 

"You're a very unique woman," he told her. "As a matter of fact, I think you 
do have the makings of a star. Come over here, honey, and let me see you 
closer." 

"All right," she told him. "If you can control yourself, that is." 

The producer burst out laughing. 

"You certainly have a lot of confidence," he told her. "If anything, you are 
overly confident of your charms." 

However, when she walked over to him and he looked up at her massive, 
succulent breasts bouncing and heaving, he got more excited than ever. 

"Wow!" he told her. "I can see those tits in a big close-up." 

"If I'm a star," she smiled, "I suppose you can photograph me any way you 
want to. However, Nick assured me I would have a wig and other disguises so 
that no one would ever recognize me. The last thing I would want would be to 
be walking down the street and have someone come up and recognize me." 

"Of course," Tim Courtney nodded quickly. "We take care of all of those 
things. You don't have to worry at all, my dear." 

"I certainly hope not," she told him. 

He made no bones of the fact that he was becoming excited with her. 

"Now, if you don't mind," he told her, "I would like to find out personally 
what it's like to fuck you." 

For a second she stood there mesmerized by his eyes. As she looked into his 
eyes it was almost as if she was walking back in time. There was something 
timelessly wicked in that lustful gaze that he held her in. 

"Why should I?" she snapped. 

"Because," he explained, "I'm a very appealing man. And I know how eager you 
are to discover what it's like to ball with me." 

She recognized that he was a handsome man. And as he got to his feet and 
went over to the edge of the desk and sat down and parted his legs, she 
could see what a huge cock he had. He reached down and unzipped his fly and 
pulled out his turgid male member. "Do you like the looks of that?" he 
smiled. 

"You shouldn't talk to me like that," the blonde cocktail waitress snapped 
as her face flushed in embarrassment and shame. 

"Let's use the couch over there," he suggested. 

For a moment she could only think of one thing. Getting the grand that he'd 
promised her. 

"Am I gonna get that part?" she snapped. "You know, the star of your flick. 
One thousand dollars?" 

Nodding slowly, he smiled at her. His hands gripped his throbbing penis. 

"Are you gonna go over there to the sofa, honey?" 

She looked at the comfortable black leather sofa at the side of the room. 

"Yes, why not?" she smiled, a curious new gleam coming to her lustrous blue 
eyes. 

Kim was playing a new game now, and she was determined to come out the 
winner. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Kim couldn't understand how his desires had suddenly become her desires. But 
she knew she couldn't help herself. He might categorize her as some kind of 
nymphomaniac, but at this moment she couldn't care less. All she knew was 
that she wanted him. Kim wanted every rigid inch of his prick meat in her 
hands. She wanted to massage and play with his balls. She wanted to pull his 
prick at a speedy tempo. 

His lust for her was matched now by her own naked lust for him. There he 
was, coming over to the sofa where she was sitting naked. 

"You're a nice girl, Kim," he told her. "Stay that way always. You have that 
innocent way about you that will always turn a man on. That's what I look 
for in a girl." 

A flood tide of memories seemed to sweep over her as he began undressing. 
She recalled all too vividly the other men who stripped. She could see their 
bulging crotches. Kim could see the outline of their penis against their 
shorts as they got horny to have sex with her. 

"Come on, baby," he smiled as he stripped his shorts off, "let's see what 
you can do." 

He sat down on the edge of the sofa. 

"Look," she apologized, "I... I just can't go through with it." 

"I'm not gonna force you," he assured her, "but it's been a long time since 
any gal has given me the kind of fucking I like." 

Even though the producer had said it crudely, he had spoken the truth and 
somehow she respected his honesty. And this bothered her. She wanted his 
horny, big prick riding into her. 

"All right," she agreed. 

She wasn't going to betray her own desires. And as she lay there looking at 
him, he wasted no time. 

"I want to see you fingering your snatch," he told her. "I'll jack off while 
you're slipping your finger back and forth in your pussy. How about that?" 

"Anything you say," she whispered. 

Leaning back on the sofa, he spread his legs and reached for his throbbing, 
long prick. Tim began pumping on it with hard, up-and-down movements. 

While he was doing this, the beautiful blonde let her hands reach up to toy 
with her firm, ripe breasts, with their cherry-red nipples. The producer 
enjoyed the sight of her finger tips pinching the taut nipples. Finally her 
hands found her supple thighs, her inner thighs and they began to pinch and 
rub. Only this time she was getting excited looking at him pulling up and 
down on the length of his throbbing, big cock. 

All at once her slender middle finger eased into her vagina. Using two 
fingers, she parted the tender outer lips of her pussy and began to flip 
them maddeningly against the distended nub of her hot clitoris, that had 
slipped wetly forward from the moist protection of its sheath, like the 
miniature cock of a dog. She pumped smoothly. 

The cocktail waitress shivered to the tips of her pink lacquered toenails, 
biting her sensuously pouting lower lip to keep from crying out in obscene 
desire. 

Then, as she kept fingering her cunt faster, she quivered with silent 
desire. 

"It's beautiful," he whispered huskily as he saw her seething, pink cunt. 

Her eyes never left the lust-inflamed spectacle of Tim's jacking-off 
movements. How she wished that he would thrust his prick in her mound. She 
wanted to drop to her knees before him, she wanted him to fuck her 
senseless. 

All at once his hands stopped pumping. Then he looked at her lustfully. 

"I want you to lick my cock," he told her. "I want to slip it in your mouth. 
I wanna see how you suck." 

Strangely, his words seemed to freeze in her mind. 

"Blow me," he told her. 

She reached out. She felt of his huge, throbbing penis. It was a dirty act 
that he was asking her to perform. Yet she wanted to. 

"Go ahead," he told her, "do it." 

Nervously, she told him she couldn't. 

"An awful lot of women are crazy about cock sucking," he insisted. 

"I... I can't," she apologized. 

"Baby," he smiled, "you don't know what you're missing." 

"Maybe I could pull on it for you," she suggested. 

Even though he was anxious for her to suck him, he figured he would work 
step by step to break her resistance down. 

"As you like it," he smiled. 

Timidly she reached out to grip his throbbing, long penis. Just having her 
hand touching his cock made his entire body quiver. For one thrilling 
instant he could imagine how stimulating and exciting it would be if only 
she would slip her mouth down over his huge penis shaft. 

He watched her as her hand clasped his cock. He placed his hand over her 
hand and guided her. 

"Up and down, up and down," he explained. "Get the rhythm in your hand. 
That's how. Come on, if you're gonna jack it off get some rhythm. Pull on my 
prick." 

No man had ever asked Kim to jack him off. It was a completely new 
experience for her. Holding Tim's penis firmly in her hand, she began 
pumping vigorously. 

"OOOHHH, THAT'S NICE," he told her, complimenting her. "REACH DOWN. MASSAGE 
MY BALLS WHILE YOU'RE AT IT. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, THAT'S WHAT I WANT." 

The husky tone of his voice and his reddening face indicated how aroused 
he'd become. 

With her free hand she reached down to gently caress his balls while her 
other hand played with his prick. 

"THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT," he panted as she pumped. "OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS. KEEP 
IT UP. YES. JACK IT OFF. OOOHHH, I LOVE IT. OHHHHHH, AAAHHH!" 

She could tell just how excited he was. He'd spread his legs and his hips 
were pumping up in time to her hand grabs on his prick. 

"YES, BABY," he told her. "OOOHHH, BABY, GO DOWN ON IT." 

He played with her bosoms. And then he gently pressed on the back of her 
neck. He was bringing her face down to his cock. 

As her mouth moved closer to his penis, the more lusty desires she felt. It 
was strange, but how she wanted it. She could see crystal cum drops oozing 
at the tip of his throbbing cock head. 

"LICK IT," he whispered sensuously. 

"OOOHHH, PLEASE, KIM. LICK MY PRICK." 

Urgently his voice begged her to accommodate his strange lusty desires. 

"SUCK, SUUUUUCK," he panted as he felt her tongue gently licking at the head 
of his throbbing penis. 

All at once he felt her lips fasten firmly at his cock head. She was sucking 
vigorously, sucking instinctively. He loved the sight of her cheeks 
ballooning as she sucked. 

"YES, YESSS," he panted. "OOOHHH, WHAT A COCK EATER. COME ON. SUCK MY PRICK. 
SUCK IT OFF." 

He pumped his long, hard cock farther down her throat. 

"LIKE THAT," he told her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. TO THE BACK OF YOUR 
THROAT, BABY. OOOHHH, SUCK, SUCK." 

Sucking smoothly now, she was becoming more aroused than ever. She could 
feel her mound moistening as she sucked on his meaty cock tip. 

"YOU'RE GONNA GET IT, BABY," he promised her. "I'LL FLOOD YOUR FACE WITH MY 
SPERM. SUCK, SUCK." 

She was delirious with excitement now as he continued thrusting forward. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES. SUCK IT OFF. SUCK, SUCK!" 

She could taste him starting to cum. She massaged his lust-bloated balls. 

"OOOHHH," he panted as the raging genital heat prompted him to change his 
position. 

He wanted to be on top. He wanted to slide it to her so that he could see 
every thrust down her throat. He rolled over and positioned himself. She was 
underneath him now. Tim could watch his throbbing, long cock meat sliding 
into her face. She was on her back, looking up. Her hands gripped his ass 
cheeks. She played with his sinewy buttocks while he cock fucked her face. 

"Massage my ass," he panted as he kept pumping it to her. 

Her hands groped his round, firm buttocks. Caressing his ass cheeks 
lovingly, he kept pumping his rock-hard cock to her. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "THAT'S REAL THROAT FUCKING." 

Tim thrilled to the sensation of sliding his prick down her throat. She felt 
she was going to choke on his saliva-slickened prick. 

His balls bounced on her lips as he would fill her face with his thick, 
skewering prick meat. 

"I'M ALMOST THERE," he whispered sensuously. "KEEP SUCKING. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, 
COCK EATER. SUCK OFF. SUCK IT, SUCK IT." 

Her lips were fastened firmly on his spongy prick tip. She was eager to suck 
the sweet male sperm from his manhood. 

Hot flashes of desire surfaced in her body as her burning lips clasped his 
penis tightly. Kim's torrid tongue swept over the head of his prick over and 
over again. She could taste him starting to cum, and this made her body 
tingle with new-found arousal. 

His hands gripped her head. He wanted to make sure she didn't pull away from 
his meaty erection when he shot her his load. 

"EAT IT," he panted. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. SUCK. SUCK IT OFF." 

Kim was curious to discover what he would taste like. She wanted to feel all 
of his prick exploding in her mouth. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as he almost choked her with his gushing cum load. "I'M 
CUMMING. SUCK ME, SUCK ME." 

He watched her suck his seed, and swallow his thick sperm load. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he panted. "SUCK IT. OOOHHH, YOU LIKE IT. SUCK, SUCK!" 

His body was bristling with lusty desire. He could never get his wife to 
blow him. And to find a woman who could suck and swallow and love it 
thrilled his balls. 

"OOOHHH, EAT IT," he gasped as he shot into her. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. 
SUCK OFF, SUCK OFF." 

Hot, gushing, spurting spasm shot down her throat. She gulped deliriously as 
she finished sucking him off. 

When he pulled his prick out of her mouth, she suddenly felt lonely. She had 
enjoyed his penis so much. 

He rolled over and lay down on the sofa beside her. 

"You're fantastic," he told her. "You really are something. Nick said you 
were tremendous. But I had no idea." 

That got her angry. 

"Did you trade notes with Nick about how good or how bad I was?" she asked 
him. 

"Honey," he told her, "don't be like that. Nick is one of our fans." 

"Nick uses me like he uses everybody that works at his place," she told him 
flatly. 

"He gives you girls a great opportunity," Tim shook his head. "Think of the 
sailors that come in there every night. That's the way a lot of women get 
rich." 

"Well, when you put it like that I guess I should consider him quite a 
marvelous person. However, I wasn't such a lecherous dame until I met him. 
Now he has me fucking and sucking up a storm." 

He laughed. 

"That's what makes the world go 'round," he told her. "Sex. There's nothing 
wrong with it." 

She looked at his handsome face. The thought of having him down around her 
crotch stimulated and aroused her. 

"How about eating me?" she suggested. 

He smiled. 

"Baby, it would be an honor," he said, affectionately wrapping his arms 
around her. 

He kissed her passionately. It almost seemed as though he was trying to say 
thanks for a fabulous cock suck. Then she felt him lowering his body. It 
didn't take him long to get down to her breasts. He sucked on her bosoms and 
then worked to her pubic vee. He could see the fleecy curls of her blonde 
pubic area. The beaded moistness that rimmed her tender pink cunt lips 
thrilled him. Her legs responded as he bent over farther with lusty desire. 
The tempting folds of her cunt seemed to flower open in eagerness. 

"OOOHHH, YES, BABY," he said as he cupped his hands under the voluptuous 
swell of her naked buttocks. 

Tim held her ass cheeks up in the air. He was a muscular man and she loved 
the way he licked all around her behind. It gave her a total surprise when 
he suddenly plunged his stiffened tongue right up her tight, hot ass. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned, "OHHH!" 

Letting his tongue flip smoothly around her behind, he asked her boldly, 
"Like my rim job?" 

"You should know," she whispered. "Look at my pussy." 

Sure enough, as his eyes swept to her dripping pussy lips, he could tell she 
was juicy already. Nodding, he eased two fingers into her vagina. He kept 
slipping them back and forth, getting them wetter. And then he withdrew his 
fingers from her pouting cunt lips. He promptly proceeded to slip one slick 
finger into her asshole. 

Now he brought his face over her pussy with quivering desire. Kim could 
almost feel her body burning up with lusty desire. This was the kind of sex 
she loved. 

"OOOHHH," she groaned as she felt his finger sliding up her asshole. 

Then his mouth pressed tightly over her cunt. Withdrawing his finger from 
her crotch, he reached up once more to play with her bosoms. His finger tips 
pinched the distended taut nipples. 

"YES, BABY, YES," she told him, "I LOVE IT." 

He had her totally turned on. Opening her legs shamelessly, she let him pump 
his tongue frantically into her musky cunt. 

She couldn't help it. The words, lewd and licentious, tumbled from her lips. 

"SUCK MY CUNT," she gasped as she felt his fiery tongue bringing her to a 
frenzied pitch of passionate fever. 

She knew that if he kept tongue fucking her this way she would soon climax. 
He clasped her smooth ass cheeks and slid underneath her. He brought her 
pussy to his face. His tongue pumped into her now at a savage tempo as he 
sucked her lewdly. 

"YES, OOOHHHH, YES," she panted as the raging fires in her pussy caused her 
to juice. 

As she gushed in his mouth he nibbled on her clitoris. Her hands gripped him 
tightly. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," she cried in passionate sensual abandon. "OOOHHH, I LOVE 
IT, I LOVE IIIITTTT." 

He'd gotten her so stimulated that she had to have his hard prick driving 
into her pussy. She reached down to his stiff cock. She pulled it gently 
back and forth. 

The blood-engorged length of Tim's throbbing penis told her how aroused he 
was. She had to have his cock meat riding inside of her. 

"You like it?" he winked. 

She nodded silently. 

When she jacked his cock to where he was rock hard again and starting to 
ooze cum, he knew he had to fuck her. She lay beside him, facing him, and 
parting her thighs she felt his cock shoot up between her inviting, warm 
legs. 

Anxiously Tim thrust his huge prick into her moist cunt hole. Her arms swept 
around him. She gripped him desperately, breathing in short, shallow gasps 
as her nails clawed his strong back. 

The blonde's thighs shamelessly opened wide and closed around his hips as he 
rolled effortlessly over onto her naked body. 

"You're so big and hard," she whispered. "Shove it in my cunt. Fuck me." 

Gasping and hissing with frenzied passions that burned hotly in her belly 
and threatened to consume her, she had to have him. 

"YES, BABY," he whispered as he rhythmically rode into her cunt, "THAT'S 
HOW. GRAB IT WITH YOUR PUSSY." 

Her cuntal muscles clasped his sliding, throbbing prick. She gripped the 
firm globes of his pumping ass cheeks in her hot hands. He pumped it to her 
with fiery rhythm and she screwed right back. 

"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she passionately cried out as lewd, wanton desires took 
over. 

"YES, BABY, YES," he whispered, "FINGER MY ASS." 

The smile on his face as he told her to do this made her look up at him with 
loving lust. She parted his smooth ass cheeks. And then she let her fingers 
squirm into his tight anus. As he felt it sliding up his asshole, probing 
deeper between his thighs, he got more aroused than ever. She squirmed under 
his muscled weight. 

"OOOHHH, COME ON, BABY," he told her, "SHOVE BACK TO ME." 

She couldn't get enough of him. 

"I NEED YOUR BIG COCK SOOOO BAD," she mewled in a hoarse whisper, kissing 
him again and again, leaving passionate welts of naked arousal across his 
back as her fingernails clawed him. "YES," she gasped, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME." 

Slipping her index finger from his asshole, she squeezed the Firm, sinewy 
cheeks of his buttocks. He rubbed his hairy chest across her silky bosoms 
with their taut nipples. She could feel him pumping deeper and harder. 

"MORE, BABY, MORE," she told him. "I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT." 

She was groaning impetuously, hardly able to stand it any longer. Her silky 
legs opened until she wondered if she could take much more. 

"OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME. MORE, MORE," she begged. "YES. OOOHHHH!" 

Her voice was richening and crackling with fervent arousal. Tim could see 
the blonde's lips tremble as she spoke, her eyelids fluttering as if she was 
about to lose consciousness. He could tell that she was about to juice. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "SCREW IT. GRAB IT. MILK IT." 

Tim continued pumping his burning penis between her thighs, fucking the hell 
out of her. She could hardly stand it as he began riding her. He was sawing 
in and out, giving her pussy a wild workout. 

"I'M ALMOST THERE, BABY," he told her. "OOOHHH, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT." 

The producer kept pumping his cock between the pliant, moist folds of the 
cocktail waitress's ravenous pussy. He had never become so turned on before 
in all of his life. 

"AAAHHH!" he groaned. "IT'S SHOOTING. I'M CUMMING." 

Sure enough, he was shooting hot white sperm. It jetted into her pussy with 
volcano-like force. 

"FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" she panted passionately as he continued driving his 
piercing manhood into her gripping cunt hole. "FUCK, FUCK!" 

Her cuntal muscles grabbed his cock and squeezed. He shot load after load as 
her pussy muscles continued pulling on his throbbing, long prick. And then 
she came, too. 

"OOOHHH," she panted, "I'M CUMMING. I'M CUMMMMING!" 

When he had finished fucking her, he slowly eased his cock from her pussy. 

"WOW!" she smiled at him. "THAT WAS SOME FUCK!" 

She couldn't seem to get enough of him. He had given her a wild ride. And 
she got a big jolt out of the delicious sensations that had flashed in her 
body. 

"I LOVED IT," she told him. 

As he lay there obviously delighted in the aftershocks of the orgasm, he 
asked her, "Who taught you to screw like that?" 

no "Oh, it comes natural to me," she told him. "I didn't have to take 
screwing lessons, believe me." 

He reached up and tweaked her left bosom. 

"I'm thinking of the film that we're gonna be making next," he told her, 
"and I was wondering if you would care if we called it Ass Rider." 

She shook her head. 

"Well, that depends. Am I gonna have to take on the whole crew or just one 
male?" 

He assured her that the entire crew was not going to get a crack at her. 

"I won't permit such a thing to happen," he told her frankly. "You are a 
choice piece. I certainly would not let the whole crew take a stab at your 
gorgeous ass." 

He asked her out to dinner but she hesitated. 

"No," she told him, "I've got so much work to do at the bar I don't have 
time for dinners. I only get one day a week off. And I have to have some 
time to myself." 

"I understand," he told her pleasantly. "Now don't tell Nick all about our 
little adventure here. It might get him uptight. After all, he tells me he 
paid to screw you. He said you were a real cool dame who never would turn on 
with a man unless she got something out of it." 

Kim burst out laughing. 

"Nick doesn't happen to appeal to me. You do." 

"That makes me real happy," he told her. "And I assure you that you will be 
pleased with the picture part we will give you. Our make-up people are so 
excellent that you'll never have to worry about identification. No one will 
recognize you. You're a stunning blonde and I think we should have you as a 
girl with black hair and blue eyes in our film. We could even use contact 
lenses, but that does cost quite a bit extra. So we just confine it to wigs 
and props and make-up that we have in our studios. That works well." 

"By the way, where do you have your studios?" she asked curiously. 

"We film in my home," he explained, "and we keep all of the camera equipment 
in the garage. I could rent a studio, but I don't see any reason to throw 
money away, do you?" 

"Of course not," she told him. 

She began dressing. 

"Tell me," he asked her curiously, "what kind of sex do most men ask for?" 

Thinking about it a moment, she turned and told him frankly, "I guess they 
go for blow jobs. They like to eat pussy and some of them like to have ass 
fucking. Sure, they like to have a regular screw. And I don't blame them. 
But strangely, they want these bizarre kinds of sex more than the regular 
way." 

"The missionary position has become rather tame," he admitted candidly, "and 
I suppose that's why they want to try something different. I guess it's the 
nature of the beast to want to be perverse." 

She laughed. 

"I guess we're all that way," she told him. "As a matter of fact I enjoy 
doing off-beat, kinky things myself. You are really quite a nice-looking 
stud." 

Looking at her watch, she realized she had to get going. 

"I'm never gonna make it to that damn bar if I don't get out of here." 

"Get cracking," he told her. 

Kim dressed and he did, too. He had ignored the phone ringing during their 
sexual session. 

"You ought to pull that phone jack off the wall while we're having sex," she 
told him. 

"No," he shook his head, "I like to keep it ringing. My wife gets suspicious 
when I pull the phone jack out. When she gets home at night she asks me who 
I was making it with." 

"She doesn't sound like the trusting wife." 

"No, Clare doesn't trust me. But I can't blame her. I have been a very 
licentious man who has played around at every opportunity that I could get. 
But I'm only human." 

"So am I, honey," she smiled as she came over to him. 

She was only wearing her panties now. She pressed her naked breasts against 
his chest and passionately kissed him. His lips swept along hers and then he 
let his tongue slide inside of her mouth. The blonde sucked on the 
producer's tongue. 

When he pulled out, panting, he looked into her eyes lustfully. 

"What I wouldn't give to have a night with you," he told her. "I can just 
imagine all of the wild things we could do together. You're as crazy to fuck 
and suck as I am." 

"I'm afraid I am," she assured him in a husky, soft voice that got him all 
aroused again. 

Kim finished dressing. She went over to the mirror and carefully brushed her 
hands through her hair as she tried to see if she was beginning to look like 
a tramp. 

"Now next week I'll be getting in touch with you," he assured her, "and 
we'll try to work it in to your day off. I don't want to conflict with 
Nick's schedule at the bar. He would never forgive me if I kept one of his 
waitresses away from work." 

"No, Nick probably wouldn't forgive you," she laughed. 

After she had gone from his office and down to her car, Kim gave more 
thought to the film. Maybe she was making a big mistake. What if they 
couldn't use make-up in such a way that she would be carefully disguised so 
she couldn't be identified as a porno flick star when she went to the store 
to buy groceries. Or maybe just walking down the street. It would be 
devastating to be recognized as a sex queen. 

Troubled thoughts like these raced through her brain as she drove back to 
her apartment. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

When Kim went to work, Nick asked her how it went with Tim Courtney. 

"It was fine," she told him. "It was very kind of you to give me that 
introduction, Nick." 

"I always try to help where I can," he told her. As she looked around the 
bar that evening, she saw more sailors. She knew what she had to do. Even 
though she hated it, she had to paste a smile on her face and act as if she 
was delighted to see them all. 

While she hurried about her work, Nina came over to speak with her. 

"Hi, honey," Nina smiled. 

"Oh, hi," she smiled back. 

Betty watched her. Betty hadn't talked to her much lately but the stunning 
redhead decided she might as well ask a few questions when the two cocktail 
waitresses were at the bar together later that evening. 

"How's it going, honey?" Betty asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Just fine, thank you," she replied. 

"Making a lot of tips?" Betty asked suspiciously- "Enough to get by," she 
replied. 

It was obvious to Betty that she was making money on the side. And this 
disgusted her. She knew that Nick had selected Kim as his favorite now. And 
that put her on the back burner. 

"It's lucky to be his favorite, isn't it?" Betty asked in a snide tone. 

"I don't know what you're talking about, Betty," Kim said in a syrupy sweet 
voice as she continued waiting on the various sailors. 

One sailor who was sitting alone at a table did attract her. He had a 
smoldering expression in his brown eyes that appealed to her. 

"I wish you could sit down and talk to me," he smiled up at her. 

He patted her on her shapely behind. 

"I'd be afraid to," she told him. 

"Why?" he smiled. 

"Your hands, honey," she told him. "If I were near you your hands would 
undoubtedly be all over me. 

"Now that's no way to talk," the brown-haired, brown-eyed sailor smiled. 

"Maybe I could meet you later," he told her. 

She hurried away and tried not to pay any more attention to him. However, as 
he kept drinking during the night, she began to feel sorry for him. He still 
was sitting there alone and looking at her intently. 

"Hey, baby," he told her, "I'm gonna kill myself tonight." 

Not knowing what to say, Kim groped for something to latch onto. 

"Well not here," she told him. "It would give the Casbah Bar a bad 
reputation." 

At least that broke up the somber mood the sailor was in. He burst out 
laughing. 

"Damn it, you're a nice girl," he told her. 

She couldn't help feeling some concern over him. But he did seem so somber. 
At two o'clock in the morning just as she was ready to quit, he told her, 
"I'm gonna wait for you in the parking lot." 

"Don't waste your time, sailor," Kim told him. 

She said good-night to Betty and Nina and then went to the parking lot to 
get into her car. Sure enough, the sailor was there, standing in the 
shadows, just waiting for her. 

"Hello there," he said huskily. 

Shaking her head, she tried to shake him, too. 

"I told you I don't have dates with customers. It's the rules. And Nick 
Ellis expects every cocktail waitress in his establishment to follow the 
rules." 

He looked at her and strangely she felt a wave of sympathy go through her 
that prompted her to say, "Oh, all right. I guess we could go to a 
restaurant and have some coffee." 

Glancing over her shoulder to see that neither Nick nor Nina was watching, 
she opened the door and let him in. Gunning the engine she got out of the 
parking lot quickly. 

"Hey, what's the rush?" the sailor smiled. 

"I am sorry," she explained, "but I would lose my job if Nick saw me leaving 
with you. That's just the way it is." 

He grinned. 

"What's a beautiful girl like you doing working in a place like this?" 

"If I've been asked that question once, I've been asked it a dozen times," 
she told him. 

"Well, what's the answer?" he smiled. 

"The answer is," she explained quietly, "I needed a job. It's just as simple 
and as complex as that." 

Looking at her, he smiled. 

"I don't know why, but it makes me happy just being around a beautiful girl 
like you." 

"Okay, I'll tell you why," she said as she parked at an all night 
restaurant. "You're horny, honey. That's all there is to it. When your balls 
get agitated, every skirt that walks by is suddenly Racquel Welch." 

"I don't believe it," he said sullenly. "Some women turn me on more than 
others. Take this gal I broke up with. She had everything. I wanted to marry 
Joyce. However, she had other ideas. 

She wanted to make a great name for herself. She said that she was going to 
become an actress." 

"What happened to her?" 

"She never became an actress," he shook his head. "She works as a model. A 
model!" 

"So what's wrong with her being a model instead of an actress?" she asked, 
not understanding, as she got out of the car. 

"Plenty," he shot out, "plenty. A model is just a front for a hustler. Joyce 
is peddling her pussy. A buddy of mine called her up and went over to take 
pictures of her. And you know what she did?" 

"I have no idea," Kim replied as she walked with him toward the restaurant. 
"What did she do?" 

"She handed him a price list." 

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said as they went into the 
restaurant and sat down. 

"A price list!" he exclaimed so loudly that the waitress came over and 
handed him a menu. 

"You don't have to shout for a menu, sir," the waitress shook her head in 
despair. 

"Oh," the half-drunken sailor said as he looked up at her. 

"He was talking about something else," Kim tried to explain. 

As they glanced over the menu, he shook his head. 

"Coffee, black." 

"I'll take the same," Kim smiled up at the waitress. 

"Two black," the waitress called out. 

Finally the sailor did explain. 

"She had a price on every sexual act. You name it-she priced it." 

"I've never heard of anything like that," Kim sighed wearily as the waitress 
brought their coffee. 

"Will that be all?" the waitress asked. 

"Yes," they both answered. 

"Do I put this on one bill?" the waitress asked, curious to know exactly 
what they were talking about and trying to extend the conversation as long 
as possible. 

"Yes," the sailor almost growled. 

"Well, you don't have to be that way about it," the waitress shrugged as she 
placed the bill in front of the sailor. 

Once she was safely out of distance, he began explaining about Joyce. 

"She was charging twenty dollars for a cock suck," he whispered. "Thirty 
dollars for an ass suck, and fifty dollars if you wanted to screw her pussy. 
And damn it, if she didn't even get into sodomy." 

"How much did Joyce charge for sodomy?" Kim asked him curiously. 

"A hundred bucks," he said, screwing up his face angrily. 

"Well, I can imagine it would be worth quite a bit to permit someone to do 
such a dreadful thing," Kim shuddered appropriately. 

Little did he realize that she had done some of the same things. 

"Why do you hold it against women who resort to this kind of thing?" she 
asked him curiously. "Haven't you ever paid for a girl?" 

"Well, sure I have," he nodded, "but that's different." 

"What's different about it?" Kim asked, eyeing him evenly. 

"Joyce wasn't a slut," he said so loud that the waitress came over. 

"The manager has said that if you can't keep quiet you'll have to leave. We 
don't cater to drunks who are dropping out of the bars." 

The sailor turned and glared at her. His smoldering brown eyes gave her an 
indication of the rage that might follow if she said another word. 

"Did you want a donut?" she asked, her voice quivering. 

"I want privacy," the sailor snapped. 

"We'll never get it here," Kim said. "If you want to leave, we can." 

"Where will we go?" the sailor asked, slapping his fist on the table. "Where 
are we gonna go?" 

"My place," Kim replied softly. 

A smile swept over his face as he peeled out a dollar from his wallet and 
gave it to the waitress who stood nearby. 

"Keep the change," he said as he walked away. 

She shook her head in despair when they both left. 

"Takes all kinds," she snapped. 

Once they were in the car and driving to Kim's apartment, the sailor began 
unwinding. 

"I have never been the same since that woman left me," he explained to Kim. 
"I loved her with all of my heart. We were going to get married this 
summer." 

"And the career came between you and her?" 

"Yes," he said. 

Kim couldn't help feeling drawn to the sailor. But she didn't even know his 
name. 

"What's your name?" she finally asked. 

"Jeff," he replied. 

"And what is your name?" he asked as she turned off the freeway to drive 
down a narrow street to her apartment. 

"Kim," she replied. 

When she had parked her car, they both got out. 

"We'll be real quiet," she said. "We don't want to wake up anybody. A lot of 
people are asleep now." 

"I wish I was asleep in the deep," the sailor shrugged. 

"It's not time for Davey Jones' locker to get you yet," she smiled. 

"You can sleep on the sofa, sailor," the cocktail waitress smiled as she 
brought out a blanket for him and a pillow. 

"All right," he agreed, "but I would much prefer sleeping with you." 

She shook her head. 

"You probably would think I was a slut. I understand how you feel about 
Joyce. There's nothing wrong. But mind my words, someday she might come to 
her senses and want to come back to you." 

"It would be too late," he assured her. "If she can't accept me now just the 
way I am, a poor guy who has to serve his time, forget it." 

She shook her head. 

"You're being very hard on her. And I can tell you still like her a lot." 

"I loved her," he admitted. 

"I understand," she smiled, "and in her heart she may still love you. But 
she has this dream. You've got to let her follow her dream to find out what 
she wants. And someday she might come back to you and discover just how much 
you meant to her." 

"Well, I won't be there," he told her. "I'm not gonna hang around and wait 
for her to come back to me after she's a discard and nobody else wants her." 

Sighing wearily, Kim told him, "My feet are tired. I've been on my feet from 
six o'clock to two in the morning. So I'd better get some rest." 

He looked at her and smiled understandingly. 

"I guess you have a rough job. I'm sure plenty of men want to go to bed with 
you." 

"Yes, that's true," she admitted, "but I'm not so eager to have sex with 
them. I'm not a slut and I guess that's my problem. If I were, I could make 
a lot of money." 

He looked at her for a long moment. His eyes glanced to her beautiful 
bosoms. 

"You are beautiful," he told her, "and I could really go ape for you." 

"I'm flattered," Kim said as she turned around and went quickly into her 
bedroom and closed the door. 

For a moment she was fearful. It was a dangerous thing to undress and be 
naked when she had a strange man in her place. However, she smiled and shook 
her head. 

He s probably too tired," she mumbled under her breath. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Bright beams of moonlight fell across the white paned windows of Kim's 
apartment, creating patterns of light and shadow. She felt a sudden twinge 
of sadness as she undressed. There was something appealing about Jeff and it 
would be stimulating and exciting to have sex with him. But if he was going 
to think of her as a slut because she would go to bed with him, to hell with 
it, she thought. 

When she was completely naked, she threw herself down on the bed in despair. 
How awful that when she did find a man who could turn her on, he had to be 
an impossible man. One who expected her to be faithful and loyal. She knew 
very well what he would think of her. 

As she lay there with only the moonlight falling across her naked body, Jeff 
strode into the room. He didn't have a stitch of clothing on. She could see 
in the darkness his huge cock as the patterns of light revealed his penis 
jutting out from his loins. 

"I... I couldn't sleep," he said. 

He came over to where the cocktail waitress was lying. He looked at her soft 
blonde hair which fell about her shoulders. He looked into her intense blue 
eyes. Her full, sensuous lips, her dazzling white teeth and her shapely body 
appealed to him enormously. Her lithe, long legs were parted, and between 
them he could see her pubic vee. 

"You shouldn't be in here," she said, her eyes glancing up to look at his 
throbbing penis. 

He got on the bed with her. And then he gently massaged her lush breasts. 
His breath was coming short now. 

"You're so beautiful I can't help myself," he explained. 

"Just the same, it's not right," she told him. 

She liked the way he touched her. His fingers played with the downy soft, 
blonde, curly pubic hair at her crotch. 

He let his fingers smoothly slip between the moist pink lips of her vagina. 
He could feel her jutting red clit quivering and hard. He became so 
intensely excited, rubbing his fingers back and forth, that he was conscious 
now of her juices as he teasingly rubbed it up and down. 

"Do you like that?" Jeff whispered in a caressing tone. 

When the blonde cocktail waitress became more aroused, she parted her legs 
wider, thrusting her pelvis forward, increasing the pleasure for him. And 
then he increased the tempo of his finger stabs. All at once she found 
herself imagining that he was down there licking her. She could almost hear 
the loud slurping sounds of his mouth, pressing ever so tightly against her 
hot vagina as he licked her. 

"Oh, baby, you need it as bad as I do," he said, his face contorted with 
lusty passions. 

Her fiery cunt told her that he was saying the truth. If only he would 
plunge his throbbing, huge penis into her hot cunt this instant. However, if 
she asked for him to have sex with her she knew that he would consider her a 
slut. And she would die before she would ever permit him to think that. 

"You want it, don't you?" he whispered once more. 

She could feel her cuntal muscles tighten on his fingers as he stabbed them 
into her anxious womanhood. He could see her lush bosoms jiggling, her 
nipples taut as she thrust her hips forward, responding to his finger stabs 
inside of her juicing vagina. 

In the darkness he bent over and kissed her. 

"I wanted to screw you from the first moment I set sight on you tonight," he 
told her. 

Noiselessly he slipped his sticky fingers from her pussy. 

"Baby," he whispered, "I'll lick it and prime it to get it ready." 

She was fascinated by what he was doing. He would massage first one breast 
and then the other. He would squeeze her breast and caress it, then lick it 
lavishly. Lascivious, erotic desires made her stomach churn. She wanted him, 
but she had to let him take the lead. 

Kim could see his testicles between his legs, around his asshole. But what 
intrigued her most of all was his huge cock. 

"Play with it," he smiled. 

Reaching for her hand, he placed it on his throbbing manhood. He cupped his 
hand around hers and with firm, long strokes began slowly pumping back and 
forth on his cock. He shut his eyes and let his hand move swiftly up and 
down his hardened shaft, causing it to stand out from his hairy loins. The 
knobby, thick head was starting to ooze cream. 

Small moans of excitement escaped her lips as he continued playing the game 
of sex. 

"Baby, you're gonna have it all," he told her. 

She smiled as he removed his hand from hers and his cock. Then he reached 
forward and gently played with her swelling breasts. Then he brushed them 
lewdly back and forth. Mental barriers were disappearing. Shudders of 
excitement spread through her body. 

Jeff caressed her erect nipples, letting his thumb slip freely back and 
forth. Glancing down between his legs, she could observe his cock obscenely 
lurching forward. 

"No... no... don't," she pleaded, trying to pull away. 

She figured this would give him the thrill of conquest. For she was certain 
that he would pursue her. And then she realized what he was doing. He had 
dropped to his knees. All at once she felt his hot lips crazily slipping 
back and forth across her young, moistening mound. His instinctual sexual 
urges were propelling him to let his tongue mercilessly lick in and out of 
her hot pussy. His tongue glided back and forth across her silky blonde 
cuntal hair. She could hardly stand it. Her head rocked from side to side 
resoundingly as she felt devastating thrills flashing through her body, 
causing her to tremble with lustful desire. He had stirred something within 
her that she never knew existed until now. 

Kim brought his hand up to her moistening crotch. He let his middle finger 
slowly slip inside the damp, moist folds of her cuntal flesh. She knew it 
was wrong but it didn't matter anymore. The tingling sensations of his 
finger prompted her to reach down to grip his head. Running her fingers 
through his thick hair, she became even more aroused. 

His tongue parted the moist folds of her pussy, licking anxiously at the 
delicious pink flesh. The fragrant aroma of her enticing cunt kept his 
tongue pumping. He slowly slid it up and down the length of her cuntal 
opening. 

The blonde cocktail waitress was moaning aloud now, unable to struggle 
against him a moment longer. His fiery tongue pumped obscenely in and out of 
her pussy in a depraved way. 

She could feel his hands gripping the soft globes of her round ass cheeks as 
he buried his face in her crotch, tongue fucking her in pistoning movements. 
His hot, lashing tongue was probing deeper, ever deeper, inside of her 
throbbing vagina. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she tumbled and trembled 
on the bed with wanton lust. The muscular, suntanned young sailor was 
feasting his eyes on the cocktail waitress's pussy. His lapping tongue was 
licking and sucking noisily as he fired her up. 

"AAAHHH, OOOHHH, YES, YESSSSS, EAT ME, EAT MEEE," she gasped, unable to 
struggle against her own carnal cravings a moment longer. 

She was whimpering with desire as his tongue kept flipping in and out 
between the pouting lips of her cunt. Lustfully he sucked on her erect 
clitoris, his teeth gently bearing down and nibbling her. All of her 
defenses disappeared. It was happening and she loved it. Glancing down 
between her legs, Kim looked at him through lust-glazed eyes. She pressed 
back to him as he tongued her. 

Kim clutched Jeff's head, her eyes squeezing shut, her pelvis grinding up 
against his handsome, young face. She desired his hot lashing tongue as he 
lewdly licked at her exposed pussy. Then he got his face right in there and 
sucked until she was juicing. 

Sexual ecstasy surged through her body as she was cumming in his mouth, 
gasping in a strange kind of mewling, animalistic frenzy. 

"I'M CUMMMING. AAAHHHH, OOOHHH, OHHHHHHH!" 

Hot spasms of sexual electricity were raging through her body as her cuntal 
walls were being licked by her young sailor's lewd tongue. 

"AAAHHH, JEFF, EAT ME, SUCK ME... OOOHHH, OOOHHHH!" 

His hot tongue hungrily lapped her up, causing the sensitive area of her 
clitoris to tingle with delight. His hands clasped her round ass cheeks 
tightly, clenching them as he sucked on her pussy noisily. 

She could never tell whether it was the lewd sucking sounds he was making or 
the wanton way he squeezed her ass cheeks, or his teeth biting her erect 
clitoris. She couldn't tell. But the lewd passions within Kim's body were 
rising now. She desired Jeff's long, throbbing cock to plunge into her. 
Nothing would please her more than to feel his broad, muscular chest 
crushing against her soft breast flesh. 

Kim was totally helpless now. Her morality had vanished with lust-crazed 
desires that had swept over her body. 

The moment that Jeff finished noisily lapping up her flowing cuntal juices, 
she remembered that she had become the aggressor. This bothered her. She 
held back a moment. 

"Baby," he said as he looked down at her, "I'm ready to screw you." 

Her eyes swept to his stone hard cock. She could see it jutting out from his 
loins. 

"Wow," she smiled. 

"You can have it," he told her. "Sliding in your buttocks. 

"You're gonna get screwed, baby," he said. 

Slowly he guided himself forward. The fantastic pleasure of his hard cock 
riding inside of her cunt was coming true now. Her cuntal muscles gripped at 
his cock lewdly. 

"FUCK," he panted as he pumped it inside of her cunt. "FUCK!" 

She could feel her own raging genital heat. She wanted him. Their naked, 
sweat-soaked bodies slapped against each other as he screwed her. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "I LIKE THAT. COME ON, FUCK, BABY, FUCK." 

He was ramming it into her with strong, deep thrusts. 

"OOOHHH, OHHHH, YES, YESSS," he panted as he pumped it to her. "COME ON. 
FUCK IT." 

With determined, deep strokes he went on ramming it to her. She loved the 
erotic sensations that were being generated in her crotch now. 

"OHHHHH," he groaned, "COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT." 

With determined, deep strokes he went on ramming it to her. She loved the 
erotic sensations that were being generated in her crotch now. 

"OHHHH," he groaned, "COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT." 

Her hands clasped his shoulders. And then she let them wander down to the 
swell of his buttocks. She squeezed his sinewy ass cheeks as he fucked. 

"OHHHH, YES," he told her. "COME ON, BABY, SCREW IT." 

He was smiling dreamily at her as the erotic thrills shot through his body. 
Jeff got so intensely excited that for a moment she was fearful. 

"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUCK!" 

It was pleasurable to have him ramming it to her like this. Parting his 
buttocks she let one finger ease to his ass crack. A twisted smile formed on 
his face as he looked down into her eyes. 

"What are you trying to do?" he asked her. 

"Massage your prostate," she explained. "It's gonna feel real nice." 

It did feel good to him. He could feel her finger sliding right up his 
asshole. 

"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK, FUCK IT." 

With determined, hard strokes he kept driving into her. She loved the 
sensation of his prick thrusting deeply into her cunt. But she loved even 
more to have his balls slapping against her upturned ass cheeks as he angled 
himself so he could obtain deeper penetration into her pussy. 

"OOHHHHH, BABY," he panted as he continued screwing her wildly, "YOU'RE 
TREMENDOUS. I LOVE YOUR TIGHT CUNT." 

It pleased her to see how magnificently he was responding. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he exclaimed, "FUCK. COME ON, FUCK IT, FUCK IIITTT!" 

Thrilling waves of pleasure shot through his body as she fingered his ass 
and her cuntal muscles seized his prick and squeezed. 

"YES, BABY," he gasped, "NOW YOU'RE FUCKING. THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. FUCK, 
FUCK." 

She pressed her thighs tightly against him as he rammed in deep. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YESSSS. FUCK IT OFF." 

All at once she felt him shooting. Hot, white cum surged into her cunt. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. OOOHHH, BABY, SCREW IT." 

Her cuntal muscles seized his cock and squeezed all of the cream out. 

"YES," he exclaimed, "FUCK OFF." 

He enjoyed the way she kept her cunt muscles moving. She was squeezing and 
gripping his cock with all of her passionate might. Slipping her finger from 
his asshole, she squeezed his buttocks. 

"OOOHHH," he exclaimed as he finished fucking her. 

The ripples of sticky semen that flooded her cunt and oozed around the 
impaling thickness of his prick thrilled her. 

"OOOHHH, IT'S SHOOTING IN ME," she exclaimed. "YOU'RE FILLING ME UP." 

Now she was tunneling downhill rapidly into the darker depths of shame and 
humiliation of the wanton act that she'd committed with her sailor lover. 
For a moment tears flooded her eyes. He pulled his slippery rubbery prick 
from her cunt and smiled down at her. 

"You're a good screw," he said as he reached out and pinched her nipple 
tips. 

"Sorry, but I guess that's all I am to you," she told him. 

"That's okay," he grinned. "There's nothing wrong with a gal being a good 
screw. After all, baby, that's what the cunt was made for. And I guess our 
cocks were made to please you cunts." 

His face was aglow with the radiance of satisfaction. 

"I loved it, too," she told him. "And I'll probably never see you again. You 
got what you wanted." 

She reached over to the night stand and got a pack of cigarettes. She lit 
one and he laughed heartily as he shook his head. 

"What's so funny?" Kim inquired. 

"Nothing really," he sputtered, still laughing. "It's just the mental 
picture I have of you working at the Casbah Bar. Picking guys up and 
charging them." 

Kim blushed. 

"What are you talking about?" 

"You're far too beautiful," he explained, "for sailors not to pay you for 
fucking. I just didn't want to screw you tonight and pay. How about that?" 

The young blonde seemed far away for a moment. 

"You're probably right, Jeff. I was sympathetic to your plight tonight. You 
talked about wanting to kill yourself and I felt sorry for you." 

"Sometimes I do think that would be the best way," he admitted. 

He sat on the edge of the bed, sighing wearily. 

"Did you enjoy it?" he demanded. 

"Of course I did," she admitted. 

"Well," he told her, "no complaints." 

"Except for one thing," the blonde cocktail waitress shot back quickly. "You 
think of me as a slut. And that gets me angry." 

"Does it?" he smiled. 

"Yes," she snapped. "Just because I happen to enjoy sex, too, doesn't mean 
that I'm automatically put in the category of a slut. A lot of you men fuck 
around every time you can. Does that mean that you're whoremongers?" 

He smiled at her. 

"No, it doesn't mean I am," he told her. "I get freebie fucks. Whore means 
you pay for it. Am I right?" 

It was evident to her that the sailor was taunting her. 

"Forget it," the naked blonde said as she rolled over and fell fast asleep. 

The next morning when she awoke she realized he probably was supposed to be 
back to his base. 

"You can get in a hell of a lot of trouble," she told him, "not being back 
at your base when you should be. Why don't you wise up and quit chasing 
sex?" 

He laughed at her. 

"Honey," he told her, "it's only natural. Like right now I would love to 
screw your ass." 

His hand was on her buttocks. 

"You take your hand off my butt and quick!" she told him defiantly. "That's 
one thing I'll never let any man do." 

"Oh, yes, you will," he coaxed her. "You want to get fucked and bad. I know 
your kind. You're a natural nympho." 

"Well, at least I'm glad that you say I'm natural," she shook her head. 
"That gives me a wonderful feeling deep down inside." 

He laughed as he looked at her. 

"There wasn't a doubt in my mind," he told her, "that you'll always find 
someone to take care of you. I'm certain that there isn't anything more 
beautiful than getting screwed." 

Before she could say another word he was on top of her ass. He was mounting 
her. 

"Damn you," she defied him, "you're not gonna fuck my asshole." 

"Nothing is sacred when it comes to screwing," he told her. "And your butt 
looks just right. I'll bet you're real tight." 

"Well, I hope to hell I am," she quipped quickly. "I haven't let a lot of 
men do things there. Now just lay off me." 

He wasn't about to lay off her. 

"But you're so beautiful," he told her. "You really are." 

As he looked at her naked body, the fires of lust burned in his loins. 

"Baby," he told her, "how dare you... damn it." 

He angled her so that he could invade her ass with his prick. Jeff spit in 
his hand, applying his own spittle to his throbbing male member. All of a 
sudden she felt him plunging forward. For a second she thought she was going 
to come apart. 

"OUCH!" she exclaimed hotly, "YOU'RE KILLING ME. OHHH, AAAHHH, I CAN'T STAND 
IT." 

The hot, delicious sensations of lust fired up her body now. He was ramming 
it to her with all of his might. His throbbing, hard prick rode up her ass. 
She twisted and turned on his sliding, slipping prick. 

"OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed hotly, "NOW WE'RE FUCKING. THAT'S HOW TO DO IT. 
FUCK, BABY, FUCK." 

With insistent, hard cock stabs he rammed it into her. 

"YES, YESSS," he gasped, "NOW YOU'RE SCREWING. THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT. COME 
ON, BABY, FUCK IT. FUCK OFF!" 

She twisted her ass around. Kim was becoming more aroused every moment. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU GRIND YOUR HIPS LIKE THAT. 
YOU'RE COMING ON STRONG." 

Delicious waves of sensual pleasure shot through her body. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," she groaned, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK LIKE THAT. TWIST 
YOUR ASS AROUND." 

She kept her tail twisting as he rammed it to her. With hard, deep plunges 
he continued invading the tight precincts of her anus. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he cried passionately, "YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL. FUCK, FUCK!" 

She kept her tail twisting just as he urged. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed in a frenzy, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. COME ON. 
FUCK IT OFF." 

She felt his balls slapping against her buttocks. He was penetrating her ass 
farther than any man had before. Kim wondered how much more of this cruel, 
unusual punishment she could stand. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as he felt her tail twisting while he rammed it to her. 

Her undulating buttocks provided waves of delicious erotic pleasure for his 
loins. His balls tingled with excitement. It wouldn't be much longer until 
he was exploding. 

"I'M CUMMING," he exclaimed passionately. "AAAHHH, OOOHHH, YES, YESSSS. FUCK 
IT OFF." 

Hot gushes of sperm shot from his cock head. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as he unloaded his cum high in her asshole. 

She twisted on his sliding, slick prick. 

"YES, YESSS," he exclaimed, "I LOVE IT. FUCK, BABY, FUCK OFF." 

His fingers were in her pussy. Inserting two fingers in her vagina, he 
stimulated her clitoris. She loved the sensation of his fingers in her pussy 
while his prick rode up her tight, hot ass. 

"OOOHHH, OHHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. FUCK OFF!" 

Twisting her hips around, she milked his prick with her ass. 

"YES, OOOHHH, YES," he exclaimed as he jabbed it up her ass one more time, 
"FUCK OFF!" 

He was sloshing in his own sperm now as he shoved back and forth in her ass. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "BABY, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL." 

The passionate frenzy that he felt for her intrigued her. She was turned on 
all the way. 

"You're beautiful," he told her. "I love it when you screw like that." 

Slowly he eased his slippery fingers from her vagina. Sliding his prick from 
her ass he slapped her buttocks in a playful manner. 

"You're tremendous," he told her. 

She looked up at him with lust written across her face. 

"So are you, love." 

As he rolled over and looked up at her, he asked her, "Would you be my 
steady mistress?" 

She smiled down at him. 

"What a delicious proposition. But what am I going to do about the money I 
earn fucking?" 

A look of amazement swept over the young sailor's face. 

"You mean you are a hustler?" 

"I've just started a business," she confessed, "so I'm afraid I couldn't be 
giving freebie fucks on a regular basis. If word spread around that I was 
giving it out for free, how could I charge the other men?" 

It gave her a delicious sensation of vengeance to see him get uptight. 

"So you're not Miss Goody-Two-Shoes?" he shook his head. "After all that 
talk about what a sweet, lovely young thing you are." 

"I'm sweet, lovely and young," she admitted, "but Little Miss 
Goody-Two-Shoes went out with the Puritan ethic, baby. I guess you are 
living in the past." 

"No, I'm not living in the Dark Ages," he snapped angrily. "It's just that I 
don't like a woman who gives me the feeling that I'm fucking her along with 
five thousand other guys." 

She laughed. 

"There haven't been five thousand other guys," she admitted. "Just a few. So 
if that's what's bothering you, congratulate yourself again. You've made a 
real conquest." 

He shook his head. 

"Did I?" 

"Sure you did," Kim told him, "and you'd have to pay plenty if I was giving 
that kind of action to any other man. I honestly did feel sorry for you, 
Jeff. Now that I know you, I feel even sorrier." 

Puzzled, the sailor scratched his head. He did look a bit strange sitting 
there naked in the morning and his cock limp between his legs as the puzzled 
expression formed on his face. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

The following evening after work, Nina asked Kim if she would join her for 
breakfast. 

"I'll join you for breakfast," Kim agreed, "but no more sex. I had a real 
go-around last night." 

"I figured you did with that horny sailor you picked up," she laughed. 

The women drove to the same restaurant they usually went to after hours. The 
waitress greeted them with a shrug. 

"How goes it?" she smirked. "No rest for the wicked. We have to keep going. 
The all night crew." 

It got to Nina that the waitress was always complaining. 

"If you don't like it, love," she told her, "why don't you quit working 
here? Nobody forces you." The waitress shook her head. 

"It's either that or being home with my husband," she told her. "What'll you 
girls have?" They ordered breakfast. Nina got to talking to Kim about her 
plans for the future. 

"I've made up my mind," she told her. "I'm going to live with Bev." 

"Who is Bev?" Kim asked her. 

"Bev is a dear girl friend of mine who has a bar and a night club. She 
entertains." 

"Got anything going between you two?" Kim asked, beginning to get the 
picture. 

"Yes, that's just it," Nina said in a tense voice. "She's terribly jealous. 
I'm afraid if she ever caught me with one of my male lovers she might kill 
me. But, honey, I can't give up men. Not for Bev or anyone." 

"Of course, darling," Kim told her. "You shouldn't. It's only normal, you 
know." 

"I know," Nina shook her head, "but Bev is making it so lucrative. She's 
going to give me an opportunity to go in business with her. I have a little 
money, a nest egg, that I've tucked away in a special account. I got it from 
going out with some of those nice horny sailors at the Casbah Bar. Bev will 
let me invest my money in her club and I think it will increase many times 
over." 

Smiling at her, Kim shook her head. 

"I guess we all have to do our thing, baby. You do your thing and I will do 
mine. Right now, I'm as nervous as hell. I have so many different irons in 
the fire that I don't know which way to turn." 

"Of course, dear," she told her. "You have a lot of different things that 
are going through your mind now. I'm certain that you're wondering whether 
or not you are doing the right thing by getting so close to Bev." 

After a few more moments of small talk, Kim told Nina about her film career. 

"I have a chance to work in a porno flick." She told her girl friend, "and 
I've made up my mind that I'm going to take it. Nick arranged it." 

"Damn Nick," Nina shook her head. "He never did give me the connections to 
make something of myself in porno pictures." 

"I get a grand because I'm going to be the star of the show," Kim said 
proudly. 

"As long as you don't have to fuck a dog," she shook her head, "it's all 
right. One time I had a chance to make it with a big Great Dane. But I 
didn't want to." 

Kim laughed. 

"I would never have sex with an animal. The men I've made it with are close 
enough to animals." 

They parted company that night and Kim went home. She was thinking about her 
picture opportunities. 

The following day she did get a call from Mr. Courtney. 

"I'm leaving town," he told her, "and I'm putting a young director in charge 
of the next movie I'm making. I want you to be aware of the fact that it's a 
good opportunity for you to have a real career. And I'm sure you will like 
Steve. His name is Steve Adams." 

"All right," she agreed, "I'll wait to hear from him." 

She didn't have long to wait for Mr. Courtney put Steve Adams on the phone 
once he'd finished talking to her. 

"Hi, beautiful," Steve began in a delighted voice. "Looks like we're gonna 
get together for a picture." 

"Yes, it does," she told him, "and I'm really looking forward to it." 

"So am I, love," he told her. "It's really going to be a chance for both of 
us. This is my first assignment as a director." 

"And it's my first assignment as a film star," Kim replied. 

They arranged to meet that afternoon. Nick had informed Tim Courtney that it 
would be all right if she took off to work in the film for one night. 

When she got over to the estate where the film was being shot, she couldn't 
help envy Tim Courtney. Apparently, he had done very well in the picture 
business for himself. 

When she saw Steve Adams, she was impressed. He was a young man, muscular 
and handsome. 

"I'm pleased to meet you, honey," he told her. "Come in. Why don't we... 
let's say... get acquainted first? We won't be shooting until later in the 
night and I thought maybe you and I could have a little fun." 

This was something that Kim hadn't counted on. 

"I didn't know that it went along with the deal to have sex with the 
director." 

"How can I get the feel of you as an actress to direct you if I don't fuck 
you first?" he commented crisply. 

"That's a nice way to get a freebie," she shook her head. 

Steve smiled. 

"You'll like sucking me," he told her. "I shoot a good load, baby. And I'll 
bet you're hungry. I'll give you a protein cocktail." 

"That's one kind of drink I don't care for," she said. 

Steve was not so easily put off. 

"We'll unwind with a drink to get acquainted at first," he told her. 
"Perhaps I was a bit crude. After all, I know you lovely ladies have 
feelings, too. Some of you undoubtedly are new to the business and you have 
to get acclimated to trade talk." 

"I will never become so acclimated to trade talk that I become cheap or 
vulgar," she informed him flatly. 

"My, my, but aren't you a narrow-minded little darling," he grinned. 

It was getting to her that he acted like this. 

"You know, sometimes I get angry at you for the way you act," she told him. 

"Sorry about that," he smiled at her. 

After a couple of drinks they did loosen up. Kim removed her clothes and 
this got Steve hornier than ever. As she saw him taking off his shorts and 
his gigantic cock flipped into view, she realized what he expected her to 
do. 

"It needs licking bad," he told her. "I was just waiting for the moment when 
you would go down on me." 

She wanted to tell him where to head in, but she figured she'd better not. 
After all, she was going to be well paid for the film and she didn't want to 
make waves. 

"There is one way I like it best," he confessed. "That's when a woman blows 
me. I like her on her knees as if she's worshiping my manhood." 

"Honey, somebody around here has got delusions of grandeur," she commented 
in a tart tone, "and it sure as hell ain't me. But if you want to play Marc 
Anthony, I guess I'll play Cleopatra." 

He laughed. 

"Cleo was quite a cock sucker in her day, so they say," he told her. "At 
least that's what historians claim." 

He parted his legs and stood there invitingly. With both hands he motioned 
for her to come closer. 

She walked over to him and dropped to her knees. 

"Now, baby," he told her, "treat yourself. Pull my dick to your mouth and 
lick on it." 

Her hands reached up to fondle his balls and pull his throbbing, big penis 
to her lips. As she gazed at the small slit at the crown of his cock she 
could see all of that cum starting to ooze. 

"Doesn't it look tempting?" he smiled. 

"If you enjoy giving blow jobs," she replied. 

"I don't frankly care whether you enjoy it or not," he snapped indignantly, 
"just as long as you suck it. That, after all, is the important thing." 

This bugged her. 

"Sometimes I would like to tell some of you men off," she quipped. "It seems 
to me that all you think of is your balls and getting your rocks off. I feel 
lucky that I don't have to go through what you men do to satisfy 
yourselves." 

"Quit feeling sorry for me, baby," he told her, "and wrap your mouth around 
my dick and start sucking. I'll plug your face with my prick and I won't 
take any more of this small talk crap." 

She could see that she'd gotten to Steve and that pleased her. 

"Oh, did I upset you?" she laughed. "Sorry, baby." 

The heavy sarcasm in her tone indicated just how sorry she wasn't. Closing 
her eyes she let her tongue lightly swipe at the head of his meaty cock. 

"YES," he exclaimed, "SUCK, BABY, SUCK. THAT'S HOW IT'S DONE. LICK IT." 

She kept her mouth fastened at the head of his cock as her tongue slid over 
the moist tip of it. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned in a frenzy, "YES, BABY. NOW. SUCK ON IT. OOOHHH, 
AAAHHH, YES, YES, SUCK MY COCK. SUCK IT OFF!" 

She closed her eyes and sucked hard. Kim reached out and fondled his 
testicles. 

"OOOHHH, NICE," he exclaimed excitedly. 

"REAL NICE SUCKING." 

He lowered himself. As he rested on his hands he told her what else he 
wanted. 

"FINGER FUCK MY ASSHOLE WHILE YOU SUCK MY PRICK OFF," he smiled down at her. 

She parted his ass crack with her finger. Inserting it in his asshole, she 
fucked him just as he told her to. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "YES, YESSSS. I LOVE THAT. KEEP IT UP." 

The wild frenzy that he felt now caused him to quiver with emotion. 

"UP MY ASS," he exclaimed. "OOOHHH, FEELS GOOD WHEN YOU MASSAGE IT THERE." 

She kept working her mouth on his cock until he exploded. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. SHOOT IT. SUCK IT OFF." 

She kept her mouth fastened on his cock head. He kept shooting his thick, 
creamy cum load in her. 

"YES, BABY," he smiled down at her, "SUCK IT GOOD. EAT IT." 

Steve obtained a special thrill watching her gobble his thick, shooting 
sperm. 

"AAAHHH," he groaned as she continued finger fucking his ass and sucking his 
cock. 

When she had completed the act for him, she gently eased her finger from his 
tight anus. Her mouth slipped off his prick and she got to her feet to catch 
her breath. 

"You come on strong, honey," she told him. "Here I had it figured I was a 
porno flick star. Instead you've got me down on my knees giving blow jobs to 
the director." 

He smiled. 

"Just like in Hollywood," he told her. "Don't think those big screen dames 
haven't had to get down on their knees to do a little sucking in their 
time." 

He proceeded to tell her the plot of the picture. 

"This is a picture where you are being unfaithful to your loyal husband. He 
discovers you with another man." 

"What happens?" she asked him curiously, wondering how the plot was going to 
unwind. 

"He decides that he'd rather join it than fight it," he explained with a 
laugh, "so he gets on the bed and it becomes a three-way orgy." 

"Doesn't sound very realistic to me," Kim shook her head. "That should be a 
very wild scene where there are threats and all that type of thing. If the 
husband doesn't get jealous, I'm afraid he doesn't care much about his wife. 
I was hoping that you would get me involved with something that had more 
class to it than what you're talking about." 

"Class, my ass," he told her. "We're in the business to make porno flicks. 
The wilder the action that takes place on the screen, the more our customers 
like it. Now we have a couple of nice studs figured for this sequence. 
You'll get it up your ass and you'll get it in your cunt at the same time. 
Have you ever had a two-way?" 

"I didn't think I'd have to reveal everything about my sexual history just 
because I was gonna work as the star in one of your porno flicks," she told 
him flatly. 

"All right, if you don't want to talk about it," he grinned understandingly, 
"I guess it might make you feel rather cheap." 

"Hell, no," she informed him flatly. "I would feel flattered to think two 
men were so taken with me. 

Steve grinned agreeably. 

"It is all in the way you look at it, after all," he admitted candidly. 

Later that afternoon she was introduced to the two men who were going to 
have sex with her. She was rather startled to see a sturdy black man was 
going to be her husband. 

"In this picture," Steve explained, "you've crossed the color line. You have 
found that black cock has a lot to offer." 

She looked at the handsome black man who looked for all the world like a 
football player. 

"Hhmmm, he does look handsome," she grinned. "What's your name?" 

"Archie," he smiled. 

"Pleased to meet you, Archie," she told him. "I guess you and me are gonna 
be husband and wife in this new flick." 

"I'm gonna get to fuck you," Archie grinned. "My balls are aching to screw." 

"Good for you, tiger," she told him. "Only save it for the cameras. You'll 
need all the fuck power then. I hear this is quite a powerful scene." 

Steve smiled as he introduced her to a blonde man. They were an interesting 
contrast. 

"And this is your faithful lover," he quipped quickly. "This is Eric." 

Blue eyes, blonde, fair skin and a shock of blonde hair greeted her as she 
glanced up at Eric. 

"Eric, I guess you're not new to this. Seems like I've read about you before 
working in these pictures." 

"Sure you have," Eric told her. "I'm considered the cock king of porno 
flicks. I've got such a long dick that women go ape to have it." 

"Quit trying to pump yourself up," Steve complained. "I didn't ask you to 
give her your publicity blurb. All you're going to do is screw her when I 
say 'action.' " 

"I can hardly wait for you to say 'action,' boss," he said, looking at her 
ripe, nubile bosoms. 

A few moments later the propmen appeared. And then the light men surfaced. 

"We've got the crew here," he said as the earner- man came in carrying the 
camera. "Now just remember to act natural," Steve explained to the beautiful 
blonde cocktail waitress. "It's your first picture and no doubt you're 
nervous. We're gonna put that wig on you, honey, so you won't look like the 
same woman." 

An elderly, gray-haired lady came in and placed a black wig on Kim's head. 

"Does it fit?" the woman asked curiously as she looked at her. 

The black hair fell about Kim's shoulders. 

"Not bad," the costume woman told her. "But first we've got to see to it 
that all of your blonde hair is carefully concealed. We don't want any 
strands of your yellow hair coming out to wreck the continuity." 

Once she had the wig adjusted and her hair properly tucked underneath it, 
she was told she could remove her clothes. 

"Aren't we gonna have any acting in our clothes?" Kim asked anxiously. 

"What do you think this is?" Steve demanded. "Television or a regular movie? 
Honey, you're working the fuck-flick circuit. It's the suck-and- fuck 
pictures that bring in the bread these days." 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Awkwardly, Kim undressed. As she observed her motion picture husband 
stripping, she noticed what strong biceps he had. He looked as though he had 
worked out with weights. 

"I'm gonna come in and stick my big black dick up your ass," he told her, 
"and you're gonna love it." 

"That remains to be seen," she told him. 

He smiled as he looked at her lustfully. 

"You're beautiful," he whispered enticingly, "and I'm gonna get your ass. 
You're gonna enjoy it when I fuck you." 

He came over to her and clasped her tightly. 

"Honey," he said, "do you feel that?" 

Sighing, she shook her head. 

"If I couldn't feel it there would be something wrong with me," she told 
him. "That doesn't seem like a cock... that seems like a steel pole." 

"Honey, when it's all slidin' up your ass you'll know it's prick meat. 
You'll love it. You'll beg for more." 

"That'll be the day," Kim shrugged. 

Just then Eric was undressed, too. Eric came over to her, reaching for his 
cock and balls. Gripping his penis around its base, he squeezed it. 

"I've got something for you," he told her. 

"All right, cast," the director called out, "we're ready. Turn on the 
lights." 

There was the bed in the middle of the room. Going over to the bed with 
Eric, Kim prepared for her erotic sequence. 

"Eric is riding your pussy and you're on top," the director smiled. "Or 
should we begin with him on top and then he rolls over? That might be more 
interesting. Let's begin with the traditional man- on-top position." 

Getting disgusted that the director was trying to make up his mind as he 
directed the scene which seemed so terribly unprofessional, Kim didn't 
hesitate to tell him, "Make up your mind." 

"You're on your ass, honey," he told her, "and be quick. We're paying these 
light people and the cameraman. So let's get going. We don't have a 
multi-million dollar production like those big Hollywood spectacles." 

Mumbling under her breath, she said, "You can say that again." 

The blonde naked cocktail waitress went over to the bed and got down on her 
back. She looked up as the director gave instructions. 

"Eric is gonna come over to you, honey," he told her. "He's gonna sit on the 
edge of the bed. He'll play with your tits for a while and then he'll suck 
'em. After that he'll work his way down to your cunt." 

Why did he have to be so crude? 

"Please, don't refer to my pussy as a cunt," she complained. 

"Sorry, pussy," Steve Adams winked. 

As she lay there with one leg upraised, Eric came over and sat on the edge 
of the bed, just as Steve had told him to. 

"Lights... camera... action!" Steve called out. 

The lights were on and they were hot. So hot, in fact, it made it very 
difficult for Kim to go on with the scene. She was certain that her make-up 
would be running. 

Eric ambled into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. 

"You're beautiful," Eric told her. 

The director seemed pleased and motioned for him to continue just as he was 
doing. Eric's hands massaged Kim's bosoms. He pinched the taut nipple tips. 
His hand reached down to her vagina. It wasn't long before he was slipping 
two fingers into her pussy. His fingers slipped back and forth. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "THAT'S WHAT I LIKE. YES, YESSSS." 

It was quite apparent that she was aroused. 

"You need to be fucked," he smiled as he got on the bed. 

He straddled her, angling his thick, rigid prick for her vagina. 

"I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good," he smiled. 

He shoved forward. The entire length of his shaft rode inside of her pussy. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as he pumped it to her, "YES, BABY, FUCK, FUCK!" 

She was thrilled with the sensation of his cock riding inside of her. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her as he kept driving in. "YES. FUCK IT. FUCK OFF." 

He continued thrusting in her and she shoved back to meet his driving prick 
stabs. She was enjoying it enormously. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YESSSS. SCREW ME. FUCK MEEE!" 

Passionately her hands reached for Eric's strong, muscular blonde shoulders. 
Her hands gently swept down his back until she was reaching for his Firm, 
round buttocks. She clasped his ass cheeks and squeezed them adoringly. 

"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," he begged. "FUCK. OOOHHH, BABY, SCREW IT." 

He was riding into her rhythmically, enjoying it enormously. As a matter of 
fact, Steve was concerned that he would get so carried away that he would 
forget the scene and his importance. 

"Roll her over," Steve shouted out. "Don't get your rocks off yet." 

Just as Steve told him to, Eric rolled her over. She was on top now. 

"Honey," Steve called out, "this is what women's lib is all about. Being on 
top. Grab it with your cunt and milk it." 

At last she was doing something for women's lib, Kim thought to herself. Her 
cuntal muscles squeezed his thrusting, stabbing prick. She pumped up and 
down vigorously, enjoying it. Her breasts jiggled and Eric reached out to 
pinch the taut nipples. 

"An exquisite scene," Steve called out. "Just beautiful. Now you're really 
screwing that dame. Fuck it. Fuck her good." 

Eric's hard, thrusting prick rode into her cunt in quick, deep stabs. 

"OOOHHH," he told her, "YES. SCREW IT. FUCK OFF." 

Her throbbing, pulsing pussy pulled on his staff. 

"OOOHHH," Eric groaned as he rammed it to her with frightening force. 

Just then Eric looked over to see the black man. 

"Ready for you, Archie," he called out. 

Archie had an enormous hard-on. He had been jacking off while he watched the 
two of them fucking. 

"All right," Archie called back. "I can hardly wait to ass fuck the little 
bitch." 

If there was one thing that disgusted Kim, it was to be referred to as a 
bitch. What nerve that man had, she thought to herself. 

He was ready to give her the wildest fuck of her life. He appeared on the 
scene and stood there in anger. 

"What are you doing with my wife?" he demanded. 

Immediately the director told Kim to act as if she was living an actual 
sequence of this danger. 

"I... I don't know," she cried out. 

"You do," he told her. "Disloyal, faithless, cheap slut." 

Coming over to the bed he grabbed her ass cheeks. Pounding her blonde ass 
with his black cock, he spit into his hand. Using his own spittle to 
lubricate his shaft, he shoved forward. Searing pain shot through her 
backside as the big black dude named Archie drove into her ass. 

"UP YOURS," Archie exclaimed. "FUCK, FUCK!" 

He was rutting up her asshole with all of his manly might. She wondered how 
much of this she could take. 

"COME ON, BABY," he panted as he pumped into her with wild abandon. "FUCK. 
FUCK, BABY, FUCK." 

He was riding up her ass with determined, deep plunges. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SCREW IT." 

Waves of delicious pleasure flashed through Kim's body as Archie pumped his 
sturdy black dick up her tight, hot asshole. 

"FUCK," he exclaimed passionately. "FUCK IT." 

He was ramming in a rhythmic, pistoning movement that drove her almost out 
of her mind. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned as his balls tingled with excitement. 

He could hardly wait for that moment of release from the tension that built 
in his testicles. 

Grabbing her blonde ass cheeks, he squeezed them. It hurt like the devil. 

"You're hurting me," she whimpered. 

Steve was pleased. He could feel his balls becoming excited as he watched 
the erotic spectacle of the black man plunging his prick up the blonde's 
tight asshole while the blonde man drove into her cunt. 

"WOW!" Archie exclaimed. "SHE'S TIGHT ALL RIGHT. NEVER HAD A BETTER ASS 
FUCK." 

His hands clasped her bare buttocks. He was squeezing now and fucking 
furiously. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SCREW IT. FUCK IT." 

With determination and drive he continued pumping his prick up her hot, 
tight ass. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he exclaimed passionately, "SCREW IT." 

Delicious waves of stormy pleasure flashed through his body. It wasn't going 
to be much longer before he got his rocks off. 

"YES, OOHHHHH, YES," he exclaimed hotly, "THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT, HONEY. KEEP 
IT UP." 

She was giving him the wildest screw of his life. And he loved it. But what 
surprised her was that she had developed a measure of pleasure in the 
action. 

"FUCK ME," she cried out anxiously. "FUCK ME HARD." 

He rammed it to her with all of his manly might. 

"UP YOUR ASSHOLE," he gasped as he rutted up her ass to the hilt. 

His sweat-laden balls bounced against her blonde ass cheeks as he got his 
rocks off. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. YES, BABY, YES." 

His hot cum exploded high in her asshole. She twisted around. 

"YES," he panted, "SCREW IT. MILK IT." 

With the camera grinding away, Kim clamped her ass on his sliding big black 
prick. She squeezed hard. He shot her a thick load of his sperm. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. OOOHHH, BABY, YOU'RE TREMENDOUS." 

It pleased her that he'd become so ignited. If there was anything in this 
world she wanted it was to feel as though she had achieved something. 
Everyone applauded when the big black dude named Archie finished screwing 
Kim's hot, tight asshole. 

Archie slowly eased his slick cock from her tight, twisting tail. 

"Damn it, if that wasn't the best ass fuck I ever had," he told her. 

It pleased her that she had performed so expertly. But it wasn't over yet. 
Not by a long shot. 

Steve suggested they all take a break. 

"We can't work forever," he observed. "Everybody will take an hour." 

For one hour they relaxed and unwound. Kim talked to Archie about his 
career. 

"I used to be a football star," he smiled, "but now I'm enjoying my stardom 
even more. Being a porno picture star is a great life. I'm always meeting 
interesting dames, get plenty of booze and fucks." 

When Steve looked at his watch and observed they had had more than an hour, 
he immediately called the crew back to work. 

"People, we're making a movie," he declared. "Everybody back to their 
positions." 

They all returned to their appointed places. Then Steve told Kim what he 
wanted. 

"I want Archie to be lying on his back." 

"Sure, boss," Archie smiled. 

Archie ambled over to the bed. He stretched out on his back. 

"Get your ass up on some pillows," Steve commanded. 

Archie reached behind him, picking up a couple of pillows and slipped them 
under his black buttocks. 

"All right," Steve smiled, "now it's time for our lovely film star to get 
into her scene. Come on, Kim. Go into your act." 

The stunning blonde girl moved over to the bed. She crawled up to Archie. 
She didn't take long to get into position just as Steve wanted her to. 

"Slip your hands under his black ass," Steve told her. 

She eased her hands under Archie's black buttocks. 

"Now get your face down in there, sweetheart," Steve chuckled, "and tongue 
fuck Archie's hot ass." 

She got her face down around his ass crack. Her tongue surged up his rectum. 

"That's how," he told her. "Keep your tongue sliding up his asshole. And at 
the same time, while you're rimming him, reach for his prick." 

Her hand reached up to grasp his penis. 

"That's what you do," he told her. "Grab his cock and pull on it." 

She grasped his throbbing penis. She pulled on it in a rhythmic, pistoning 
motion. 

"YES, BABY," he exclaimed, "THAT'S HOW. THAT'S THE WAY TO DO IT. PULL ON 
IT." 

She continued pulling on his throbbing, male member. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned as waves of erotic pleasure surged through his body. 
"YES, BABY, YES. KEEP JACKING ME. KEEP SUCKING ON MY BLACK ASS." 

Archie loved the double sensations of her hand pulling on his penis while 
her tongue stabbed up his tight rectum. 

"EAT IT OUT," he grinned. "OOOHHH, EAT IT." 

The camera got a close-up of Archie's black buttocks. It showed Kim's tongue 
being inserted in his tight anus. 

"YES," Archie pantingly implored, "SUCK MY BALLS, BABY." 

Wasting no time now, she withdrew her tongue from his rectum and let her 
lips smoothly press against his tight testicles. 

"Open wide," he smiled, "and suck on my nuts." 

She opened her mouth and let him slip his balls inside. 

"OOOHHH," Archie groaned, "THAT'S HOW, HONEY. LICK MY NUTS. OOOHHH, BABY." 

Once more the camera lens focused in on a huge close-up of her mouth sucking 
on his black balls. She never took her hand off his throbbing male member. 

"LICK MY PRICK," he panted. "LICK IT." 

She kept licking the underside of his shaft, becoming more aroused than ever 
before. 

"SUCK," he hissed, "SUCK MY DICK." 

Wasting no time, she went to work on his cock. She sucked smoothly. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH," he groaned, "YES. SUCK IT OFF. SUCK MY COCK." 

She was developing a pace and a rhythm with her mouth. He was so excited he 
was trembling. 

"YES, BABY," he panted as he pumped his prick down her throat, "OOOHHH, 
AAAHHH, FUCK, FUUUUCK!" 

Steve was pleased with the sequence. It was coming along just as he hoped it 
would. 

"Roll over so he's on top now," Steve demanded. 

Without taking her mouth off his cock, Kim rolled over. Now the big black 
dude was on top, feeding her every inch of his black prick meat. 

"SUCK OFF," he exclaimed passionately. "SUCK THAT DICK." 

Reaching out, she grabbed his buttocks. She squeezed his sinewy ass cheeks 
and then she let her hands tease his testicles. This got him more aroused 
than ever. 

"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "YOU'RE DRIVING ME APE. PLAY WITH MY NUTS. 
THAT'S HOW. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, BABY, PLAY WITH THEM." 

She massaged his lust-bloated black balls. She could tell how stimulated and 
aroused he'd become. It wasn't going to be much longer before he was 
unloading his cum in her mouth. She was waiting for that moment when his 
sticky white sperm would shoot. 

"EAT IT," he gasped as he rutted into her face with all of his manly 
virility. "AAAHHHH," Archie cried out as he exploded his load. "I'M CUM- 
MING. SUCK OFF. SUCK IT OFF." 

His hot, white cum load surged in her mouth. Gulping greedily, she swallowed 
his thick, spurting sperm. 

"EAT ME," he panted as he Finished fucking her face. 

Slowly he eased his prick out of her mouth. Affectionately he ran his 
fingers through her hair. 

"Oh, baby," he told her, "you sure know how to suck cock." 

The director was pleased. He had gotten her to give Archie such a wild cock 
suck that everyone had become aroused just watching. 

"You're a star all right," Steve called out to her. 

"You know how to make everybody turn on." 

She was pleased that he had enjoyed her performance so much. But she was 
worried, too. Kim was concerned with something else that was disturbing her. 
That she'd also developed into a star slut. She had to think of it as she 
slipped her mouth off his prick as she knew she enjoyed it much too much. A 
decent lady couldn't enjoy cock lapping the way she did. 

"What's wrong?" Steve asked, puzzled by her response. 

"I don't know," Kim shook her head. "I guess I got carried away. I was 
actually enjoying my work." 

Steve was pleased. 

"That's wonderful," he observed. "People who enjoy what they're doing 
succeed." 

There was one more scene that he wanted her to do. However, she begged for a 
break. 

"Can't you photograph someone else doing something wild?" she insisted. "I 
think I've had it for today." 

"We'll give you a breather," Steve smiled. "After such a marvelous display 
of eroticism, you certainly deserve a pause." 

As she stretched out and relaxed on the bed, Eric came over to her. He 
complimented her. 

"I must hand it to you," he told her, "you really know how to put a lot of 
feeling into your cock sucking. As a matter of fact, I was horny just 
watching. And it takes a lot to get a male porno star to become aroused. I 
mean, I've seen it all before. But, honey, you got me so worked up I was 
going ape." 

Eric was toying with her bosoms, and soon he was bending over and gently 
caressing and sucking on them. 

"Eric," she asked him, "do you ever feel guilty about doing this for a 
living?" 

He laughed. "Guilty?" he demanded. "Why should I ever feel guilty?" 

"Because," she tried to explain to him, "it just isn't natural to be doing 
things like this before a camera with everybody watching." 

"I'm a natural exhibitionist," he confessed, "and I've got to tell you that 
I do enjoy doing it. There's nothing wrong with doing it and letting people 
see you fuck." 

He was sucking at her breasts and then he was working his way down to her 
crotch. She knew that it wouldn't be much longer before he was licking at 
her pussy. 

"You're so wonderful," he told her. "So beautiful, that I can hardly stand 
it." 

It bothered her to have him talk to her like this. For she felt as though 
she was simply a slut and nothing more, "You flatter me," she told him. 

"If I flatter you, honey," he smiled, "that's good." 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

By the time Kim had finished her first screw flick she was determined she 
would never work in one again. 

She went back to Nick's bar and he smiled at her when she told him about her 
decision. 

"Well, you're gonna go clean now," he told her, "and that's fine. I didn't 
know whether you would fit into the film circuit." 

"Sorry, but I don't," she declared. "I'm just a good girl who wants to go 
straight. I hope people don't object if I have some character." 

As he listened to her talking about her goodness, he smiled. 

"Do you realize you have about four sailors over there looking at you, 
honey," he told her. "Now if you would do your work and talk later, I would 
appreciate it." 

"I'm sorry," she apologized. 

She went over to where the sailors were drooling. 

"Hi, beautiful," one of them winked. 

"Hi," she told him. "Can I get your order?" 

"I know what I'd like," one sailor smiled. 

"And it isn't on the menu," the other sailor chimed in quickly. 

"If you want a drink," Kim told them, "I'm here to serve you. Beyond that... 
forget it." 

They burst out laughing. She took their orders and went to the bartender for 
them. 

Nina was eager to talk to her about her film work. Later, when there was a 
break in the business, Nina did speak to her. 

"How did it go in that movie?" she asked her. 

"Oh, it was dreadful," Kim shook her head. "I mean, I hate exhibiting myself 
like that before the camera and the crew. Very humiliating actually." 

"I don't suppose it's inspiring kind of work," Nina quipped. 

Nick was watching them from the corner of the bar. 

"Oh-oh, there's the boss," Nina said as she gave a high sign to Kim and 
hurried off to a customer who was waiting for an order. 

When the evening was over, Kim was grateful to return home alone. 

For a few days she was glad nobody pestered her. And then Saturday night 
came and the usual drunks. She tried to ignore them as they would pat her 
behind. It made her realize just how upsetting men could be. 

But there was one sailor that she did find appealing. He had a wonderful 
smile and he knew exactly how to chat with her. With a good sense of humor 
and some flip comments, he intrigued her. 

"Hey, why don't we go out when your night's over, honey?" he asked her. 

She shook her head. "Can't go out with the customers," she shook her head. 
"Can't break the rules of the Casbah Bar." 

"Oh, that's too bad," he said, holding his arms, "but I know for a fact some 
of you nice-looking cocktail waitresses now and then accept a date with a 
sailor." 

"It's news to me," she said as she strutted off. 

The sailor reached out and patted her behind. Glancing over her shoulder she 
gave him a withering glare. 

"Sorry," he said, smiling up at her. His expression belied his words. 
Obviously he wasn't sorry. 

By the time the evening was over, Kim was ready to go home. But the sailor 
still insisted on getting better acquainted with her. 

"You don't give up easily," she told him when she spotted him in the parking 
lot. 

"Not when it's someone as appealing as you," he smiled. 

"If you want to talk," she told him, "there's an all-night restaurant where 
you can go and yak with the waitresses. I'm sure they will lend an ear, 
providing you tip them well. But as for me, I'm going home and to bed... and 
alone." 

She opened her car door and before she knew what was happening, the horny, 
handsome young sailor was forcing his way into the car with her. 

"Damn it," she snapped, "I said I'm going home alone!" 

"Drop me off at that restaurant," he said. 

To her amazement, as he sat there while she drove to the restaurant, he 
began unzipping his fly. 

"What's wrong with you?" she snapped as he pulled out his throbbing penis 
and began slowly stroking himself. 

"Nothing," he told her. 

"You're a flasher," she told him. "That's what you are. Well I'm not gonna 
watch you." 

The sailor threw his head back and laughed. 

"I don't care if you watch or not," he told her. "I'm just getting pleasure 
pulling on my cock and looking at you. You're so beautiful that it inspires 
me." 

"That's not nice," she said as she drove down the freeway swiftly to the 
restaurant. 

When she got to the restaurant she saw him still jerking on his penis. 

"You can't get out of the car like that," she said, shaking her head in 
dismay. 

"All right," he told her. "I'll stay in the car. I think I'll give you 
twenty if you give me a blow job." 

"Twenty dollars for a blow job?" she shook her head. "Where have you been 
living? On the moon or some planet, baby. Nobody gives cock sucks for twenty 
dollars anymore." 

The sailor grinned. 

"Now that we've established you're a hooker, I guess we'll just haggle about 
the price." 

She didn't hesitate to tell him what she thought about that acid comment. 

"You've got a lot of nerve," she said flatly. 

"Yeah, and I've got a lot of cock meat here that needs satisfying," he told 
her. "And you won't do anything for me." 

She shook her head. 

"I can't. I don't know what your name is, honey, but why don't you just 
stick that prick of yours back in your pants and get out of this car." 

He laughed. 

"Honey, I'd like to make you happy," he told her. "But the only way I know 
how to do it is to get my rocks off. So why don't you bend your head over 
here and give me a cock suck?" 

When she did glance at the huge cock sticking up between the legs of the 
athletic young sailor, there was something strangely fascinating about the 
tip of his penis. 

"Look at it," he told her. "Just aching to shoot its load." 

"You're disgusting," she quipped quickly. 

"I'm also very horny," he whispered. 

"That is all too obvious," Kim declared. 

Before she knew what was happening, he was grabbing her and pulling her down 
toward his thighs. 

"No, no," she told him. "Stop it." 

He wasn't stopping. He had her right down between his legs. A funny smile 
played across his lips as he looked at her. 

"Now," he told her, "just wrap your mouth on this and start sucking. You're 
gonna love it." 

She grasped his pulsating, rigid penis. She pulled it to her lips. 
Inhibitions were strangely disappearing as she lost her guilt feelings and 
enjoyed the idea of sucking on his thick penis. Her tongue licked at the 
huge, throbbing cock head. 

"GO AHEAD," he told her, "AND SUCK. SUCK IT REAL GOOD." 

Her mouth moved up and down his thick, hard prick. As he watched it 
disappearing within her mouth, he reached for her head. He gripped her head 
and forced her farther down. 

"YES, YES," he panted, "SUCK ME. SUCK ME." 

Electrifying sensations went surging through her body. To her amazement, she 
was becoming wet at her crotch. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, IT FEELS SO GOOD," he exclaimed passionately. "SUCK IT. 
BABY, I'M GONNA SHOOT IT TO YOU." 

He was driving his cock down her throat with all of his might. As he 
frantically fucked her with his rock-hard cock, she wondered how much more 
of this she could take. 

"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES. SUCK, SUCK." 

He rammed it down her throat and she could hardly take anymore. She thought 
she was going to choke on his prick for a moment. He reached down and pulled 
out his balls. 

"Play with them," he ordered her. "Go ahead, play with my nuts." 

Her fingers massaged his testicles. 

"YES, YESSS," he panted passionately, "SUCK IT." 

Her mouth traveled up and down the length of his slick manhood. And at the 
same time her fingers massaged his balls. 

"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES. LICK IT. EAT IT." 

With light tongue lashes she licked at the hot slit at the crown of his 
cock. 

"COME ON," he panted. "OOOHHH, BABY, I'M ALMOST THERE." 

Her fingers continued massaging his balls as he kept fucking her face with 
wild delight. 

"EAT ME," he panted passionately. "OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YES, YES, EAT ME." 

Gladly she sucked on his huge, throbbing penis. She couldn't seem to get 
enough of his cock with her greedy mouth. 

"GO ON, BABY, SUCK ME, SUCK ME," he whispered anxiously. 

He watched her cheeks pull in as she began whimpering and sucking with wild 
abandon. Reaching down, he gripped her head. He shoved his whole body 
forward, sliding his cock deep down her throat. The most blissful sensations 
in the world as far as Kim was concerned, consisted of having his big, thick 
prick in her mouth. She enjoyed sucking on it. She could hardly wait for 
that delightful moment when his twitching cock would explode its creamy cum 
in her mouth. 

"EAT ME," he panted as he kept pumping it to her. 

Kim's lips fastened firmly on his hugeness. She closed her eyes in awe as 
she sucked on his great prick. He was panting as he pumped it savagely into 
her mouth. 

"GET IT OFF, BABY," he gasped. "YES. SUCK, SUCK IT." 

Her fingers continued playing with his lust- blown balls. She massaged them 
excitedly as her mouth traveled the full length of his rigid, thick prick. 

"EAT IT," he cried out in lewd, wanton passion. "SUCK OFF. SWALLOW MY 
STUFF." 

Kim's lips fastened firmly on the sailor's throbbing, surging prick. She was 
determined to get all of his cum when he unloaded his balls. 

"OOOHHH," the sailor groaned as he watched the young, blonde cocktail 
waitress sucking on his prick. 

Gripping her head as he was about to cum, he shoved forward. 

"I'M CUMMMMING," he panted as he felt her lips tighten around his cock as he 
exploded in a gushing torrent of cum. 

It was marvelous the way Kim sucked on his flavorful cock head. Thick, 
creamy cum surged down her throat. She pulled back so she could roll it 
around on the tip of her tongue and taste it. 

"EAT IT," he begged anxiously. "SWALLOW THE STUFF." 

Sucking on his cock presented a special kind of kinky pleasure to Kim. She 
felt that she was doing something she enjoyed. And that was all that 
mattered. 

Her throat was prepared for even deeper thrusts as she let him ram in. His 
cock was in so far she could feel his balls slap against her lips. The 
sailor was writhing in passionate abandon as he went on shooting. Her strong 
lips contracted rhythmically, her tongue lapping up his juices, while her 
cheeks hollowed from such furious suck-and-fuck action. 

"EAT IT ALL," he panted as his balls churned wildly. 

He had never before attained such a sexual high. It was super the way this 
young girl's hot lips accepted his slippery, long shaft. He stroked her 
blonde hair as she finished sucking his prick. He pressed it against the 
back of her throat and then slowly eased off. 

"Enough," he told her. "A man can only take so much cock sucking." 

 CHAPTER FOURTEEN 

As Kim pulled her lustful mouth from his thick prick, he smiled at her. She 
looked up at him in amazement. She'd done this in a parking lot at a 
restaurant. What a dreadful thing, she thought to herself. Had she become so 
demented that she would take a man on anywhere, any time, any place? It was 
sick and it was wrong. 

"Thanks, cock eater," he told her with a sly grin, and then he got out of 
the car. 

As she saw him wandering away, she was angry at herself. She had cheapened 
herself terribly and she knew it all too well. 

Kim wanted to speak to him. She got out of the car and started to follow 
him. But it was no use. He was already sitting down at the counter in the 
restaurant and ordering from a waitress who was talking to him. How awful, 
she thought to herself, to have him abandon her like this. 

A man who was observing her, walked over to her. 

"Anything wrong, lady?" he asked. 

The frown on her face indicated she was upset about something. Judging from 
the way she was looking through the window of the restaurant, he figured it 
was probably her lover who had jilted her. 

"Nothing," Kim said nervously. 

"Relax," he smiled. "There are a lot of fish in the sea." 

"What are you talking about?" she demanded. 

"Oh, I think I know," he said as a small smile played about his lips. "You 
are probably angry at a lover who's jilted you. You're trying to make up 
your mind whether you should walk in and give him a piece of your mind." 

She laughed nervously. "Are you some kind of mind reader or something?" 

"No," he told her. "I'm just a guy who appreciates people. And a beautiful 
girl like you, I could appreciate right now." 

A strange feeling to know him came over her. She wondered what it would be 
like to have sex with him. He was a nice-looking man in his early thirties, 
she calculated. He looked like a businessman. He was of medium build and 
muscular. The man had brown hair, regular, even features and penetrating 
brown eyes. Her eyes glistened as she looked at him. 

"What do you want, honey?" 

"Oh, anything you want to do," he smiled. "My car is parked over here." 

She went over to his car. He must be quite a wealthy man, she thought to 
herself, as he opened the door of his silver Mark IV. They sat in the front 
seat and he pulled around to a remote spot at the back of the restaurant. 

As the horny man unzipped his fly and reached in to pull out his thick, 
throbbing cock, her eyes opened in wonder. She had seen a lot of men do this 
and had looked at their penises, but she had never seen a cock quite this 
big. 

"How big is it?" she asked in disbelief. 

"Big enough for your muff," he smiled. 

He stroked his gigantic penis a couple of times and Kim could see drops of 
crystal cum oozing at its quivering tip. 

"Some women like to suck on it," he smiled proudly. "And some women love to 
have me fuck them with it. You can do anything you want with my pecker. Are 
you cock hungry, honey?" 

The boldness of his question stunned her into silence. She couldn't believe 
anybody could speak so bluntly. 

"I... I don't know what I want," she said. 

She felt prompted to reach out and grip his huge, throbbing cock and she 
stroked on it a couple of times. 

"Want to nibble on it?" he smiled. 

Kim shook her head. "I... I just want to admire it," she said, examining his 
gigantic cock. 

"You'd enjoy having it in your mouth," he told her. "But you might choke on 
it." 

He laughed. She could feel the swelling tension in his penis as she pumped 
on it. He was even getting harder. 

"I'd sure like to have that sliding in me," she admitted. 

"Sure, baby, let's get in the back seat," he told her. 

She got in the back seat of the car with him. He didn't take long to strip 
her so he could insert his penis. He threw up her skirt and pulled down her 
panties and looked at her pubic vee. Then he straddled her. His huge cock 
jutted out rigidly. A squeal of delight issued from her lips as she could 
hardly wait to have him slip his thick prick into her cunt. 

"Come on, baby," he told her. "When I shove it in, you push back to me." 

He could see her twitching pussy moistening. 

"FUCK," he exclaimed as his pulsing cock throbbed powerfully in her. 
"OOOHHH," he gasped as he felt her cuntal muscles gripping his huge, thick 
prick as he began riding into her. "BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. OOOHHH, 
AAAHHH, FUCK, FUCK." 

He got carried away and was talking so loud that he attracted the attention 
of a couple of vice officers who were coming out of the restaurant. They 
went over to the car and turned their flashlight on the back seat. 

They identified themselves, and when the man pulled his penis from Kim's 
vagina, he looked at them both. 

"We're gonna book you," they told them. "You don't do things like this in a 
public place." 

"I can explain," Kim said, her voice quivering as she pulled up her panties 
and drew down her skirt. 

"Tell it to the judge," one officer said as they both were informed of their 
rights. 

When dawn streaked across the horizon, Kim realized this was going to be a 
fateful day for her. She had to phone her mother and tell her her 
predicament. Reluctantly, when the hour came when she could make a phone 
call, she dialed her mother's phone number. 

"Hello, dear," her mother began. "How's everything?" 

"Oh, mom," she apologized, "I'm in jail." 

"What have you done?" her mother demanded. 

"Oh, something awful happened to me," she told her. "I... I was caught in 
the back seat of a car at a restaurant. A couple of officers... " Kim let 
her sentence dangle in the air as she sobbed. 

"I'll get a lawyer for you," her mother told her, "but it really disgusts me 
that you would sink to that level." 

Kim's mother was true to her word. A lawyer did come and bond was posted. 
Her mother met her and told her how distraught she was over her conduct. 

"There was an article about it in the paper," she said crisply, "and you now 
have a rank reputation. It hasn't helped me any with the girls at the bridge 
club either. They'll probably drop me at the country club when they realize 
the details of what you've done." 

"Is that all that matters to you, mom?" Kim asked, her eyes filling with 
tears. 

"I have to have some fun," her mother told her flatly, "and I think it's a 
little more respectable to play bridge at the country club than have sex in 
the back seat of a car with a total stranger." 


THE END
