An Actor's Young Aid
by David Addison
(STAG-196)


CHAPTER ONE 

I can't believe it the lovely young blond whispered to herself. I'm here, 
I'm in Hollywood and I already have a job!! 

Barbara Miller-Script, that's what it said right there on the crew list. The 
pretty young girl shifted slightly on her seat and looked out the window, 
all she could see was the vague shape of trees flashing by in the night as 
the heavy bus climbed the twisting highway into the Northern California 
woods. 

As she moved on the seat, Barbara wasn't aware of the way that her firm, 
shapely breasts lifted and strained against her blouse but a second later 
she was aware of the way that the excitement she felt was affecting her. 

Barbara shifted positions again, trying to ease the insistent pressure of 
her silky blouse as it rubbed and pulled against the stiff points of her 
hardening nipples. The beautiful blond cursed softly under her breath and 
looked around to make sure that no one was watching her. 

Damn! I suppose that I'm not as big city as I thought I was, I should have 
worn a bra, I feel naked like this! 

Without thinking, Barbara pressed the flat of her warm palm against the 
proud swell of one pointed breast. The sudden chill of pleasure that danced 
and flickered along her nerves shocked the pretty girl. Her silky thighs 
slapped tightly together in an automatic response. But it was already too 
late, Barbara couldn't stop the rapid action of her memory and before she 
could stop herself she was thinking about Bruce Williams. 

"What's the matter with you, Barb? When in the hell are you going to grow 
up?" Even now, over a thousand miles away, the lovely young blond shivered 
when she remembered the demanding touch of her hometown lover's hands on her 
breasts as he whispered in her ear. "Why do you want to leave when you have 
everything you need right here?" 

Barbara moaned inwardly when those memories flooded in and the silky folds 
of her sex began to swell and grow moist. The young blond could remember the 
hard thrusts of Bruce's bulging fly against her belly and blushed when she 
thought of how easily all of her resolves had crumbled and blown away when 
the big man had taken her hand and forced her to touch his erect prick! 

"See? What can you find in Hollywood that's any harder or bigger? You don't 
have to go away to find excitement. I've got it for you right here." Barbara 
closed her eyes and shook her head in mute denial when she thought about 
what he'd said to her then. "I know you, Barbara, I know what you want. You 
talk and talk about your moral values and all that shit, but the minute I 
show you a hard cock you're flat on your back with your legs spread!! " 

It had been so easy for him, it had been just like the other times, once her 
fingers wrapped around Bruce's thick, pulsating shaft she'd turned into a 
slut, just like her mother! 

Barbara straightened in her seat, her jaw stiffened and grew firmer and she 
jerked her sweaty palm away from her swollen breast. The lovely girl tried 
to stop thinking about the awful things Bruce had said to her and the 
terrible pleasure she'd felt when Bruce's hard rammer had forced its way 
into her and filled the tight glove of her sex. Even more than that, Barbara 
fought to forget the obscene moans and groans of pleasure she'd made as he 
confidently fucked and fucked at her until she was caught in a screaming, 
thrashing orgasm! 

Damn you mother, Barbara whispered. Why? Why do I behave like you no matter 
how hard I try not to? Barbara forced her mind away from her lewd memories 
and thought about the future, she would close the book on her past, things 
would be different now, she'd made a mistake in her relationship with Bruce 
but it wouldn't happen again. 

At last a slow, pleased smile replaced the frown on Barbara's pretty, oval 
face. The blonde's deep blue eyes sparkled when she thought about the 
exciting future that was unfolding before her. 

The movies!! Motion pictures had always meant so much to her, Barbara had 
always known that she lacked the talent and the temperament to act, but 
still she'd always been drawn to the movies. She had been drawn by the peace 
of mind they'd given her, drawn by the clear-cut issues they posed and the 
clear moral choices they offered. The movies had the simplicity and clarity 
that her real life had always lacked. Now! Now, that she'd made the break 
and come here and now that she'd landed a job on her very first interview, 
things would be different! 

Just knowing that she was a part of something pleased her, Barbara looked 
around and couldn't stop smiling. The lovely girl watched the faces of the 
crew and some of the lesser cast members as they slept. Barbara was too 
excited to sleep, all she could think of was delicious excitement she felt 
when she realized that she was one of them now. 

Suddenly the lovely young girl felt restless, she couldn't sit still for 
another second. Moving quietly, Barbara slipped into the aisle of the bus 
and stretched. It was almost four in the morning and everyone else was 
asleep. Most of the interior lights of the bus were off, leaving a soft, 
glowing night light to guide her feet. 

Just then Barbara heard the muted sound of voices and turned toward the rear 
of the bus. Someone else was awake. 

Carefully picking her way down the darkened aisle Barbara saw a tied-down 
stack of boxes and cases filling a two-seat section, the voices were coming 
from the seat behind the stack. 

A sudden shyness came over her and stopped Barbara from walking right up to 
the others. Instead, the lovely girl peeked around the edge of a lashed down 
case to see who it was. 

For a long, terrible second Barbara thought that her heart had stopped 
beating. As her eyes opened in surprise, the young blond pressed a knuckle 
against her lips to stifle a moan of shock and denial. 

A big man was sprawled out on a seat behind the pile of boxes, after a few 
confused moments Barbara recognized him, that was Tex Richards, the famous 
cinematographer! 

Beside the cameraman sat an actress. Barbara recognized the woman's face but 
she couldn't remember her name at first. After a few more seconds the girl 
managed to remember. The graying, plumpish blonde's name was Evelyn 
Marshall, she'd been considered for an Oscar a few years back. But what 
Evelyn Marshall had done in the past wasn't important, what she was doing 
now was! The actress had Tex's pants open and she was whispering to him as 
her clenched fist worked rapidly up and down the naked, jerking length of 
his erect, blood-swollen cock!! 

"Do you promise Tex? I get some good close ups if I take care of you now?" 
The woman had an intense, drawn look as she stared up into the big man's 
face. Tex nodded and then grinned knowingly at the woman. Without a word the 
man put his big hand against the back of the actress's head and began to 
push it down into his lap. 

Barbara shuddered as she watched the woman's head being pushed down toward 
the man's meaty cock. How many times had she seen some strange man pushing 
her mother's mouth down to meet his penis? How many times had she heard her 
mother's moan of excitement and watched as she shamelessly gobbled and 
swallowed the offered prong? 

Barbara could also remember that same pressure against the back of her own 
head, and the grim pride that she had always refused to do that for Bruce or 
anyone, ever!! 

Tex was wedged between the edge of the seat and the window. The woman 
shifted position as she was bending down until she sat facing him, giving 
Barbara a clear side-view of everything. 

The graying blond waited until her lip stick painted mouth was actually 
brushing against the weeping slit of the purple glans before she looked up 
and smiled at Tex. "Looks good, baby," Evelyn said in a low, throaty voice. 
"I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks?" 

Tex chuckled and lifted his pelvis. At the same time the big man pressed 
down on the top of the blonde's head and forced the swollen knob of his 
organ against her lips. "Shut up and suck cock, baby," was all that he said. 

Evelyn made a soft, groaning sound deep in her throat as her jaw went slack 
and her red lips formed an oval. Barbara stifled another gasp and felt a 
slick, clenching sensation deep in her vagina when she saw the pulpy head 
and the white shaft of the bloated organ disappearing into the other woman's 
gaping mouth. 

"Ulmmmmm, ut tusts aus guud aus uh thuuuught," the older woman mumbled as 
she swallowed almost half of the big cameraman's thick tool. It was 
terrible, it was almost as if that fat cock was in her own mouth! Barbara 
trembled and pressed her heated body against the pile of boxes as she 
watched the obscene act being performed. 

Slowly Evelyn began to bob her head, letting the gleaming pole of flesh slip 
in and out of her mouth. Even in the muted light Barbara could see the 
swollen blue veins of the big dong, she could see the dark hairs on the 
shaft being plastered flat under the thick coat of greasy looking saliva 
that Evelyn was leaving behind as she sucked and lapped at the crown. The 
woman's fingers tightened around the shaft and she began to move her hand up 
and down as she ate the cock. 

Tex sighed happily and slipped his hand inside the woman's opened blouse. 
Both Evelyn and Barbara wiggled as the big fingers twisted and pinched at 
the long, thick nipples until they were an angry, burning red. 

Barbara's own swollen tits ached, her nipples had turned into painful points 
that pressed at the material of her blouse until they threatened to rip 
through. The lovely young girl was confused, this wasn't the way it was 
supposed to be. These were movie people, they had a more exciting, 
fulfilling life, they shouldn't have to resort to vile, animalistic acts 
like this to please themselves! 

A moaning, sighing Evelyn pushed her wrinkled blouse down over her shoulders 
then tossed it aside. Barbara could clearly see the soft, blue-veined flesh 
of the other woman's big, pillowy breasts move and surge under Tex's expert 
touch. Evelyn moaned and made some comment that Barbara couldn't hear as she 
redoubled her efforts. The older woman's lips looked wet and obscene as they 
clamped tight around the bar of flesh that invaded her mouth. 

Barbara felt that filthy, burning sensation between her thighs again. It was 
that compelling, itching feeling that had always betrayed her in the past. 
The lovely young blond couldn't stop herself, without taking her eyes off of 
the groaning, snuffling pair before her, she pressed and wriggled against 
the stack of cases until she found a rounded corner and then jammed her wet, 
tingling mound against it. Barbara's lips fell open and her head rolled back 
to her shoulders as a soundless scream of pleasure tore itself from her 
throat. 

Once, then two more times Barbara thrust her panty covered folds against the 
hard corner of the crate, the shaken girl's knees trembled each time that 
she felt the pressure against the swollen nub of her clitoris. Hot blood 
sang in the excited blonde's veins and her greedy eyes caught and devoured 
every vile moment of the awful scene before her. 

Evelyn was excited now, Barbara could tell from the way that the older woman 
sighed and mumbled around the fat stalk of flesh that she was sucking and 
from the way that her broad hips jerked and rolled. Barbara wasn't shocked 
or even surprised when she saw the actress jerk her skirt up over her hips 
and then claw her filmy panties down to her knees. Barbara felt a new rush 
of excitement stab deep into her dripping vagina when she watched the woman 
thrust two fingers deep into her hairy slot. 

The young blond increased the pace of her coital movements, making the 
corner of the box scrub hard against her love button as she watched Evelyn 
masturbate. The blond sucked and snorted over the cock, she was on her 
knees, her milky thighs spread wide, from where she watched, Barbara could 
clearly see the wet, red inner flesh of the woman's sex, she could even see 
the swollen knot of her clit as the pads of the fingers pressed and slipped 
over it. 

It was frightening, Barbara felt as if she was twelve again, crouching 
outside her mother's door, watching with horrified fascination as her pretty 
mother slavishly served some man she'd just met. The longer she stared at 
Evelyn as Evelyn nursed on the pulpy tip of the cock the more the older 
woman looked like Barbara's mother! The young girl shuddered and jerked 
against the boxes as her eyes played awful tricks on her. 

Even over the rumble of the bus motor, Barbara could hear the liquid, 
sucking sounds that the actress was making. The woman's smooth cheeks were 
sunken, the flesh pulled tight over her high cheek bones as she struggled to 
suck the thick, white cum up from Tex Richard's heavy, hairy balls. 

It was too much! The need for relief was too strong to ignore, Barbara hated 
herself, but she couldn't resist. The shapely young blond spread one smooth 
thigh and pulled her shirt skirt up over the flare of her hips. Her hand 
slid under the waistband of her panties and Barbara had to bite hard on the 
tip of her tongue to keep from moaning out loud when her slender finger 
worked in between the slick, ready folds of her cunt and pressed firmly 
against the pebble-hard tip of her love bud. 

Memories of how she had fingered and teased herself into one savage orgasm 
after another haunted her. It was even worse now, she wasn't a child any 
longer and that wasn't her mother. Barbara knew all that but she didn't 
care! That cold, withdrawn feeling she felt when Bruce had taken her was 
gone, she felt soft and wet, ready for the delicious relief that she needed 
so badly. 

Each stroke, each time she drove her finger over her vibrating clit and then 
deep into her cunt was almost more than Barbara could stand. Why did 
something like this excite her? Why was this the only way that she could 
really satisfy herself? Barbara shook her head and clung to the back of the 
crates with one hand while she hurriedly played with the other. 

"Ohhhhh, yeah!" Tex's gusty sigh of pleasure surprised Barbara, she had been 
so intent on what Evelyn had been doing to his cock that she had forgotten 
about him. The big man rolled his head from side to side, his hips moved up 
and down forcing his swollen rod in and out of the gasping woman's mouth. 
"Suck it harder, cunt," the man demanded. "I want to cum, get going!" 

As he grated at Evelyn, Tex's hand roughly pushed at the back of her head 
forcing her down until she coughed and gagged. Barbara felt a small orgasm 
explode in her belly but she didn't stop, this was only the first, there 
would be more, all she had to do was watch what was happening and 
masturbate, there would be more! 

Evelyn moaned and gasped for breath as she allowed the thick dong to wedge 
tight in her throat, she made no effort to escape the obscene fucking her 
throat was receiving, her tongue, dripping saliva, worked around and around 
the base of the shaft, her fingers lifted and gently squeezed Tex's balls. 
There was no fight in the older blond, it was apparent that all she wanted 
to do was what she was told and suck the greasy cum up from Tex's balls. 

Barbara sighed softly, she leaned against the boxes, her finger was wet and 
slick as it wriggled and slipped up and down between the puffy, swollen lips 
of her pussy. The beautiful young girl's eyes crept from Evelyn's bubbling 
lips as she pulled and sucked at the jerking cock. Another delightful orgasm 
began to bubble up inside of her, Barbara's eyes rolled back in her skull 
and she began to writhe and jerk as the second brilliant flash of pleasure 
swept over her. "Unnnngggghhhh," the shaken girl hissed. "Aaaahhhiiieee . . 
. " 

"Aggghhh . . . ummmmmm," Tex was moaning. Barbara could hear the wet, 
popping sounds that the older woman's lips were making as she fought to keep 
contact with the man's pulsating dong. 

At the same time Evelyn's finger was buried to the knuckle in her gushing 
cunt, Barbara felt an insane, obscene desire to run forward and plaster her 
mouth against the hairy lips and suck at the froth that dribbled down the 
crouching woman's thighs. 

Suddenly, without warning, Tex jerked Evelyn's head back. The older blond 
moaned and shuddered as her climax tore into her. The glistening, saliva 
coated cock-head twitched and then a white jet shot up and struck Evelyn in 
the nose and upper lip! 

Barbara felt her knees buckle and almost slipped to the floor when she 
watched as Evelyn fought to cram the purple head of the erupting cock back 
into her gaping mouth. The older woman was whimpering and mumbling as she 
tried to catch every drop of the thick fluid with her dripping tongue. 

Ohhhhhhh, noomooo a little voice screamed in Barbara's head. She can't like 
it that much! She can't want that in her mouth!! But, in spite of her 
thoughts, Barbara could clearly see that the blond wanted to drink Tex's 
cum, just the way that her mother had loved taking a spouting, squirting 
dong into her mouth to drink down the cum. Something wriggled and fought to 
get loose inside of Barbara but she managed to hold it back as she brought 
herself to her last, mind-tearing orgasm. 

"Awwwwuuuuggghhhh, buby, shoot ut all, lut mu drunk ut," Evelyn squealed as 
she lapped at the thick strands of cum that dangled from the head of the 
cock. "Aaaaaiiiieeee, I'm cumming, baby, watch me, I'm cummmmiinnngggg!! ! ! 
" 

"Agggghhhh, suck it slut . . . Ummmm, yes!! You'll get your closeups, suck 
the cum from my balls and I'll take care of you." Tex laughed and cruelly 
began to slap at Evelyn's cheeks with his still firm cock. The older woman 
whimpered and shuddered but made no move to pull away as the leaking tip 
left tracks of slimy cum on her flesh. 

"Unnnngggghhhh," Barbara panted under her breath. "Ohhhh, oh God, they're no 
different here, they're just like the animals back home!! " The young 
blonde's fingers clawed at the pile of cases and her supple body jerked and 
made sharp, thrusting motions against the unresisting air as she drank deep 
of another humbling, degrading climax. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Pausing to look out the window of the trailer, Barbara could see the 
untouched sweep of the beautiful high mountain meadow, the meadow ended 
abruptly at the face of the sheer granite mountain to the north. From 
reading the script the young girl knew that that mountain cliff would be the 
major location site of the film. 

Under any other circumstances the sight of the beautiful scenery would have 
pleased her, at any other time the knowledge that she was here to help make 
a movie would have thrilled her, but the memory of what she'd seen and done 
the night before cast a dark cloud of nervous shame over Barbara's enjoyment 
of the moment. 

The lovely young blond hurriedly unpacked her bags and put her things away 
in the dresser. The trailer was a marvel, if she hadn't seen it from the 
outside Barbara would have thought that she was in a well furnished motel 
room. Barbara was sharing the trailer with the assistant to the producer. 
Looking over her shoulder, the lovely blond watched her roommate, Delia 
Lewis, as she sat at a small table by the door and worked to get the 
inter-camp phone system working. 

Barbara was impressed by Delia, the woman was about forty, her long black 
hair was pulled back and rolled into a bun, it looked like a gleaming black 
cap. Delia's body was full and very shapely and the girl rightly guessed 
that Delia Lewis was an actress who had given up the battle and taken a 
production job as a second place prize. The young girl caught herself 
staring with interest at Delia's high-riding breasts and her flawless body 
and was embarrassed. 

" I don't care, Freddie! I want this Goddamn system working and I want it 
working now!" The snap of command in Delia's voice impressed Barbara and she 
watched the handsome woman as she sat back in her chair and waited. Delia 
looked up and caught Barbara staring intently at her. "Don't think a thing 
of it, darling," the brunette whispered in a throaty voice. Telling at 
people is part of my job." 

Barbara smiled and nodded before she turned back to her unpacking. If the 
young blond hadn't been so flustered she would have wondered at the strange, 
intense look that flashed across Delia's face. 

"What? Well congratulations!" The thinly disguised sarcasm in Delia's voice 
made Barbara smile and she turned to listen. 

"Try Rick Tolliver's trailer first, number six." A tingle of excitement ran 
up and down Barbara's spine when she heard Rick Tolliver's name. She 
pictured the big, dark-haired leading man's face and remembered how many 
times, when she was a teenager, just watching him do a love scene had 
excited her to the point where she had had to scurry to the ladies room and 
play with herself to relieve the terrible tension! And now, she was not only 
going to meet him, she was going to be working with him!! 

"Tolliver? This is Delia, I'm checking the phones. . . . Yes, six o'clock 
call. Do you need someone to come in and tie your shoes for you, darling?" 
There was the sharp edge of a sneer in Delia's voice and Barbara was 
surprised to hear it. "Get some rest, big man, we start shooting tomorrow 
and you know what Sam expects of you." 

Sam, she means Sam Spealman, Barbara told herself. He's one of the biggest 
producers in the business! Barbara was still thinking about the picture's 
famous producer as Delia went on with her check of the phone system. 

"Try eight, Dawn Renay." There was another famous name! Barbara felt a tiny 
stab of jealousy when she thought of how beautiful and sensuous the dark 
haired movie star was. She had always envied Dawn Renay's cool and calm 
manner as well as her beauty. 

"Is it ringing? . . . Damn! That cunt's out chasing cock already," Delia 
snorted into the phone. "She couldn't keep her panties up with stainless 
steel suspenders!" Delia's sharp, punishing tongue began to grate on 
Barbara's nerves, besides she didn't care to hear the woman make comments 
like that about people that she'd always enjoyed and admired. Barbara 
decided to slip out of the trailer before she said something to upset Delia. 

As she stepped down to the ground Barbara could hear Delia continuing with 
her check list. The beautiful young girl took a long, deep breath and 
savored the cool, clear mountain air. 

Barbara was impressed by the efficient hum of activity in the camp. When the 
bus arrived at noon the meadow had been empty, now, by late afternoon a 
small village had sprung up. Tents, sheds and rows of trailers were all in 
place, the only thing missing were the street lights and parking meters. 

But no matter how hard she tried to divert herself, Barbara couldn't stop 
thinking about what Delia had said about the picture's star. Was Dawn Renay 
like that? The young script girl caught herself thinking about that 
disgusting scene she'd witnessed on the bus. Were they all like that, was 
sex so important to them? 

A warm, tingling sensation began to build between Barbara's shapely thighs 
and the girl stepped up her pace. Suddenly Barbara wanted to be alone, she 
wanted to have some time to think. 

Without noticing where she was headed, the nervous blond reached the end of 
the trailer village and stepped into the heavy growth of slender pines and 
bushes. In seconds the screen of greenry muffled the sounds behind her and 
Barbara was alone in the woods. 

The burning sensation between her thighs had centered on the tip of her 
clitoris and Barbara hated herself when she realized how excited she'd 
become when she thought about Tex Richard's long, thick penis. No! I'm done 
with all that, the blond told herself fiercely. Let them behave like 
animals, I'm not going to, there has to be something more to life than that! 

Barbara had almost managed to shame her body into line when she heard the 
muffled sound of laughter and low conversation ahead of her. She intended to 
turn around and leave, but somehow Barbara's body took over and she found 
herself moving quietly forward, headed for the source of the sounds. 

Without realizing how, Barbara knew exactly what she would find when she 
reached her goal. From time to time she could hear the low, throaty laugh of 
a woman and the deeper rumble of two different men. There was something in 
the tone of the woman's voice that told it all. Barbara could remember that 
sound in her mother's voice when she was with a man that interested her. 

The trees and the brush were thick, but Barbara could sense that there was a 
clearing ahead of her. The lovely girl's heart was hammering under her ribs 
as she inched up against a tree and peeked ahead. There was a small 
clearing, a large blue blanket had been spread out in the center and there 
were three persons laying on it. 

"Ohhhhhhhh, you boys are so rough! Don't leave any marks where they can show 
tomorrow." The naked woman of the blanket moved her head as she spoke, it 
was Dawn Renay!! Barbara felt her eyes widening in her head as they took in 
the coffee-colored curves and planes of the famous woman's flawless body. 

Beside Dawn lay a burly man. The young script girl could see the sunburn 
marks on his arms and realized that he was part of the crew that had worked 
to set up the camp. Dawn was looking at the man as her hand moved 
confidently up and down the length of his jerking hard-on. Behind the 
beautiful woman lay another man, he was tall and slender and lay so close 
that half of his long, thin cock was pressed between the star's firm looking 
ass cheeks. 

The taller man had an arm thrown over Dawn's shoulder and his hand was 
squeezing and milking at the sighing woman's heavy breasts. Barbara could 
see the dark nipples stiffen and grow as long and hard as baby thumbs, her 
own shapely globes began to ass and itch for just such a mauling. 

"Ummmm, that's sweet, Barney," Dawn purred as she wriggled her silky bottom 
back against the probing cock. "I was afraid that this would be a boring 
picture but now that I've met you I can see that I'm going to be well taken 
care of." 

"Hey, we didn't come out here to talk," the burly man said. Before Dawn 
could protect herself, she was jerked forward and down. Barbara began to 
tremble when she heard the beautiful star's moan of happiness. Dawn allowed 
herself to be roughly pulled on top of the man's naked body. From where she 
stood Barbara could see the angry red tip of the muscular man's cock 
pressing up against the dark thick curls that covered Dawn's puffy sex. "Sit 
on it, chick," the man demanded hoarsely. "I want to feel how good a star's 
cunt feels wrapped around my cock!! " 

The man's strong hands helped as Dawn positioned herself over the spear, the 
woman held the prick with one trembling hand while she spread the lips of 
her pussy with the other. Barbara could see wet spots on the other woman's 
buttocks and realized that it was the lube from the slender man's cock. The 
young blonde's knees began to shake and she knew that she was so wet that 
the love juice was seeping out of her panties and down one thigh! 

"Unnnngggghhhhh," Dawn moaned as she settled back on the spear of flesh. 
Barbara could see the delicate folds of the brunette's vulva bulge and roll 
as her vagina swallowed the full length of the cock in one long, slick 
movement! "Ooooooooo, baby," the famous woman sighed. "That's perfect, so 
hard and so bigggg." 

Dawn began to roll her hips, making the fat cock inside of her twist and 
turn, muscles in her back rippled and pulled as the beautiful woman began to 
happily fuck herself with the man's cock. 

The second man got to his knees, watched Dawn impale herself on the big cock 
and ran his hand up and down his own erect spear. Each time that he stroked 
it a clear drop of lube would ooze out of the slit and slowly drip to the 
ground. Dawn saw what he was doing and became even more excited. 

"Don't waste it, baby! Bring it to Dawn, hurry!! " The slender man grinned 
as he got to his feet. Dawn's smooth arm slipped around the tall man's knees 
and she pulled him close to her as she bobbed up and down before him. The 
lovely woman smiled up at the man as her pointed tongue flicked and 
fluttered against the pulpy head of his long, hard prick. 

Dawn drove her heart-shaped ass up and down on the fat prong beneath her, at 
the same time, she lifted her head and greedily fastened her pouting lips on 
the dripping tip of the second cock. 

Barbara shuddered, she despised herself for watching but she knew that there 
was no way that she could drag herself away now. Part of her was shocked but 
another part of her was hypnotized and aroused by the sight of Dawn's slick, 
hair-fringed lips clinging to the bloated cock that was spearing her. 
Barbara could even hear the wet sucking sounds that the brunette's sex made 
as it chewed and squeezed at the big penis. The sights and sounds made the 
young blonde's own bubbling love slot yearn for the touch of a thick 
intruder. 

"How about that kid? Make you all wet and itchy to watch something like 
that?" Barbara would have screamed with shock when the hot whisper invaded 
her ear but a big hand clamped tight over her opening lips and at the same 
time another hand caught her arm and the lovely blond was trapped! "Be cool, 
baby! If we make too much noise we'll disturb the great lady and she can be 
a roaring bitch if she doesn't get her daily ration of cock!" 

Barbara managed to turn her head and see who had caught her. When her 
staring eyes made out the face next to her the blonde's heart fluttered and 
there was an awful clenching sensation in her belly, it was Tex Richards! 

"Ummmmmm, that's good, honey, suck my cock," the second man was muttering to 
Dawn as he gripped the beautiful woman's ears and pulled her head up tight 
against his belly. Even in her highly disturbed state Barbara could see the 
famous star's body jerk and heard the soft, gagging sound she made as the 
man forced his long stem all the way down her throat! 

"Don't worry about her," Tex hissed into Barbara's ear. "That broad is a 
machine, she can handle six more guys without getting hurt, she'll milk that 
cock with her throat and make him give her everything he's got!" 

Tex's words ignited tiny fires of insane lust in Barbara's belly, the lovely 
young script girl wiggled and shivered in the big man's tight grip. Tex 
chuckled in her ear and Barbara stiffened when she felt his hand slip away 
from her arm. The young blond was going to try to twist away from the 
cameraman and run but the moving hand found the up-thrust curves of her 
burning tits and closed tightly over one of them. In an instant all the 
fight inside of her turned to butter and against her will her shapely body 
sagged against Tex. 

"Oh? Need a little cock yourself, honey? I saw you heading this way and 
wondered if my luck wasn't turning," the big man sighed. Barbara was glad 
that he still had his other hand over her mouth because when his fingers 
found and twisted at her pointed nipples the excited girl would have moaned 
out loud. 

It was like a dream, nothing made sense, nothing followed any rational idea. 
Barbara and Tex stood in the deep shadows around the little clearing and 
watched the naked movie star ride up and down on one slippery cock while she 
sucked and licked at another. The watchers sighed and pressed against each 
other, the girl rubbing her saucy, firm buttocks against the straining bulge 
of his jeans. 

Finally, just when Barbara thought she would scream with frustration, Tex's 
hand fell away from her burning, pointed breasts and began to press and 
stroke its way down over her shaking belly and over the swell of her rounded 
thighs. 

The hand found the hem of her skirt and the feel of Tex's fingers brushing 
against her bare thighs shook Barbara to the core. The shivering blond 
stiffened again and felt a thick spurt of love lube squirt out of her tight 
little pussy and soak the already dripping crotch piece of her panties. 

Ooooooo, nooooo the girl whimpered to herself. Don't let him, you came here 
to get away from things like this! The man's hand was like a spider as it 
crawled and pinched its way up her flesh. No matter how hard she tried to 
fight it, the hot, demanding desire crept into her. When the searching 
fingers finally pressed up against the puffy, dripping outline of her pussy 
all the lovely girl could do was moan and let one straining thigh pull wide 
to give him more room. 

"Goddamn but you're wet, honey," Tex crooned in Barbara's ear. "You need it, 
don't you?" Barbara whimpered and wriggled as one probing finger found the 
separation between her drooling folds and pressed inward, pushing the silky 
material of her panties ahead of it. The fingertip found her rock-hard 
clitoris and each time that it stroked it her muscles softened, soon she 
knew she would fall to the ground if he didn't hold her up. 

"Over here, kid," Tex hissed softly. "And for Christ's sake keep quiet!" Tex 
was strong, he lifted Barbara effortlessly and turned her around. They only 
had to move a few steps until they came to a tree that had split then grown 
into a vee. 

Barbara felt boneless and helpless as the big man pressed her up against the 
tree. Offering no resistance, the lovely girl allowed herself to be pressed 
forward until her shoulders were pushed through the vee and her body was 
bent forward at the waist. 

Tex had taken his hand away from her mouth but Barbara made no effort to 
call for help, she listened as the man whispered to her and his hand tugged 
and pulled at her skirt. 

"Go ahead, kid, watch them, I'll be ready for you in a moment." Looking up, 
Barbara realized that she could still see Dawn and the two men rutting on 
the blanket. The beautiful brunette had long white strands of cum dripping 
from her. chin and she had transferred her lips to the tall man's balls, she 
was sucking and licking at them as her talented fingers tried to revive his 
freshly sucked dong. Beneath the woman the bigger man was bucking and 
surging, driving his glistening cock into her to the hilt. 

Tex had Barbara's skirt wedged high over her shaking buttocks. The lovely 
girl whimpered softly as she felt her lacy panties being jerked down over 
her thighs, she helped the man by lifting one foot, then the other so that 
he could strip them away. The cool mountain air crept in between the cheeks 
of her naked ass and over the mossy, lube-soaked hairs of her vulva as she 
waited. 

Barbara heard the soft whisper of a zipper being pulled, then the rustle of 
cloth. Within seconds the girl shuddered as warm hands began to fondle and 
separate the meaty cheeks of her bottom. At the same time, a long, thick 
probe pressed up between her thighs and nestled against her dripping cunt. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh," Barbara whispered. "Don't. . . . don't make me. . . . I don't 
want that." Tex only laughed at her as he pressed his naked cock forward. 
The fat head of the penis wedged in between the lips of Barbara's pussy and 
rubbed boldly against the pulsating knob of her clit. "Unnnnnngggghhhhhh," 
the trapped girl whispered. "It . . . feels soooo, good!" 

Tex was an expert, he rolled his hips and let the tip of his dong roll 
around Barbara's distended love button. The lovely young girl couldn't hide 
the delighted wiggle of her bottom or the long, shuddering sighs of 
excitement that oozed out of her open mouth. 

The bark of the tree felt solid and hard against her belly, Barbara simply 
relaxed and went limp, allowing the fork to support her while she 
concentrated on the teasing, probing touch of the cock that was seeking 
entry from the rear. 

Tex's fingers tightened on Barbara's spongy ass and pulled the cheeks wide. 
The girl whimpered and wiggled as she felt herself completely exposed to the 
cock that was rubbing against her. The young blond couldn't help but 
remember how big and gnarled the man's penis was and the thought of taking 
that into her tight little snatch excited and frightened her at the same 
time. 

"Ugggggghhhh." Barbara groaned when Tex shifted position and the juice 
coated head of his big prick socketed itself in the tight opening to her 
love sheath. "Don't hurt me, ohhh please," was all that she could think to 
whisper as, first the ridged head, and then the rock-hard shoulders of the 
big pole began to move into her. 

The slick love juice that was gushing out of her offered Tex's cock all the 
lube that it needed. The big man grunted softly and gripped harder at 
Barbara's bottom as he fitted himself in her tight, wriggling cunt. 
"Perfect! Ohhhhh, baby, you're perfect," the man sighed as he thrust upward. 

A belly-deep grunt squirted out of Barbara's lips, the girl felt herself 
lifted off of her feet as the fat cock slammed into her to the hilt! It was 
awful! She'd never felt anything so big and so hard inside of her. Barbara 
had always thought of Bruce as being big, but her former lover's cock was 
like a toothpick compared to Tex's! The lovely young blond moaned softly, 
her body was in charge and it shook her firm white bottom back against the 
man's belly, helping him stuff her with his meat. 

"Tight, nice and tight," Tex mumbled as he began to hunch and rub against 
Barbara. Each time that he would withdraw then thrust forward again, the 
trembling blond would have to bite her tongue to muffle the squeal of 
pleasure that squirted out of her. 

The girl's eyes were riveted on Dawn Renay and the two men that were mauling 
and using her famous body. Each time that the man beneath shoved himself 
into the movie star's cunt the second man would use his revived cock to 
muffle her groans of pleasure. 

The pressure of the fat cock inside of her was more than Barbara could 
stand, she began to waggle and roll her bottom wildly, helping the slippery 
post move and stretch her gripping, sucking love-tube. Tex's naked legs 
pressed against hers, his breath came in hot puffs against the back of her 
neck and in spite of her self loathing, Barbara was lifted and driven wild 
by the lust and the need that exploded inside of her. 

"Ahhhhhh," the beautiful girl panted over her shoulder. "Do it harder! I 
want it to hurt, it has to hurt!" Tex snorted and doubled the pace of his 
stroke. The rough bark of the tree beneath her was rubbing against Barbara's 
swollen tits, a button popped and she whimpered gratefully as the smooth, 
flawless flesh around one nipple was crudely scratched and scrubbed. 

"Unnnnnngggghhhh," Barbara moaned. "I'm . . . I'm . . . going to . . . 
aaaaaaaiiiiieeee!! ! ! " Barbara wasn't sure that it was her voice, she 
looked up again and watched as Dawn Renay squirmed and twisted on the fat 
cock under her. From the way that the woman's lovely body jerked and shook 
the girl knew that she was climaxing too but Barbara couldn't pay her any 
more attention, her own exploding orgasm was burning and tearing at her 
gushing cunt and driving her wild! 

"Aggggghhhhh, fuck harder, you little cunt," Tex moaned. The big man slammed 
himself into her, painfully stretching the slick membranes of Barbara's 
cunt. The beautiful girl clawed at the tree trunk and began a powerful 
milking motion with her vagina, pulling and sucking the thick cum up from 
her attacker's raging cock! Each powerful gush shook her. The spreading 
warmth she felt as his semen filled her tight sheath drove her into new 
spasms of lust. The thick fluid filled her vagina and then began to bubble 
out of her and drool down her splayed thighs as Tex groaned and fucked her 
into a near faint! 

Oh dear God, what am I doing? What am I letting happen to me, the little 
voice whispered inside of her, but Barbara didn't have time to answer, 
another fire-ball of pleasure exploded in her brain and she screamed in the 
stillness that surrounded them. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

"OK, we'll try it again," a voice on a loudspeaker shouted. "Quiet, this is 
going to be a take." Barbara hurriedly scribbled the numbers of this shot in 
her book and looked up to make sure that nothing had been disturbed during 
the time between shots. It was late afternoon and the .sun was quickly 
fading, there would only be time for two or possibly three more shots. 

Slowly the people surrounding the camera area quieted down and the actors 
crouched down behind the rocks again. Then a few lights splayed out to erase 
the approaching shadows and tilt boards were cranked up to catch the last 
rays of light and splash them on the individuals in the scene. Barbara felt 
a prickling sensation at the base of her spine and turned to find Tex 
Richards staring at her, a wide, knowing grin creased his weathered face. 

Look away, don't let him know what you 're thinking, the small voice inside 
of her demanded, but Barbara couldn't obey. It had been like this the whole 
day, every time she crossed glances with Tex the beautiful girl's whole body 
would grow tense and warm and she would catch herself daydreaming about the 
insistent power of the big man's cock and about the way that he'd used it to 
completely rule her last night! The shaken script girl stole a sideways peek 
at Dawn Renay and wondered if the woman knew that it was she who had 
screamed in passion in the woods. 

"Everything all right, Barbara?" For a few seconds the girl didn't realize 
that she was being spoken to, but then a tanned hand tapped her elbow and 
the question was repeated. 

"Oh . . . yes, everything's fine," Barbara finally stammered when she 
understood what was being asked of her. Jim Walters gave the lovely girl a 
puzzled glance and then returned to his job of directing. Jim Walters! It 
was exciting, a director who had won two Oscars in the past and now she was 
working with him! 

Up on the hill, the sound of gunshots called Barbara back to reality and she 
focused on the action. 

Rick Tolliver was on his feet, looking handsome in his cavalry officer's 
uniform, his hat lay on the rock before him. The big actor's face was 
contorted as he fired toward the camera. If she hadn't read the script and 
knew that he was shooting at attacking Indians, Barbara would have thought 
that he was shooting at them! 

As the minutes passed and they waited for another camera set up, Barbara 
noticed the whole company seemed nervous and jumpy. Looking to her left 
Barbara watched the producer, Sam Spealman, as he dictated something to 
Delia who sat beside him. 

At first glance Sam Spealman didn't seem to be such an imposing person. 
Under five ten, balding, wearing rumpled khaki clothing, he looked like any 
other technician on the film. It was the face, the wide expressive eyes, the 
sharp, hawk-like nose, the man's face spoke of power and fame to Barbara. 

"Fine, that's what we wanted," Jim Walters shouted through the bullhorn, 
"that's a wrap for today." It took a few moments before Barbara realized 
that "wrap" meant the end of things and they were finished shooting for the 
day. The girl snapped a few pictures of the scene, then began to pack her 
things up. 

"Let's have supper together, honey. I want to go over the script and double 
check the shooting schedule for tomorrow morning," the handsome director 
said casually. Barbara felt the sharp flutter of excitement inside of 
herself as she shyly nodded and fell in step beside him. 

The dinner, served from a completely equipped mess tent, was good and after 
a day spent out in the fresh air, Barbara was hungry. As he ate in silence, 
Jim Walters went over Barbara's notes, after making a few minor corrections 
he nodded and handed her script back to her. The young blond felt as if 
she'd just been given a good report card. 

When they stepped out of the tent Barbara was surprised to see that the sun 
was all the way down. "This is your first film, isn't it, honey?" the man 
beside her said suddenly. 

"Yes, and I hate to admit it, but I find it just as exciting and glamorous 
as I thought I would," Barbara said happily. "That doesn't make me sound 
very professional, does it?" The director stopped walking and looked at her 
for a moment. Barbara was struck by the pained look on his face. 

"Don't be too happy, kid. This is a shit company! We're not out here making 
a movie, we're churning out trash!" Barbara was shocked by the bitterness in 
the man's voice but he didn't let her interrupt. "This movie shouldn't be 
called the Valiant Brigade, it should be called the Sellout Brigade!! " 

Barbara was shocked by the bitterness she heard in Jim's voice but she knew 
better than to press him with questions. When the director abruptly turned 
away from her and walked toward his trailer she made no effort to call or go 
after him. 

The sound of raucous laughter off to her left reminded Barbara that she was 
all alone in the darkness. There was the crunch of feet in gravel and a dark 
shadow loomed up beside her. 

"I was looking for you, kid. There's going to be a party down in trailer 
four and you're invited." Barbara saw Tex's hand moving toward her in the 
gloom and quickly side-stepped him. 

"No . . . please, I think that last night was a . . . mistake. Please, Tex. 
I don't want to go." All the big man did was laugh and make another grab for 
her. Barbara jumped back and shook her head at the man but even as she did, 
she was thinking about the wonderful feel of his hard cock, she was 
weakening! 

"No! Not tonight, Tex," Barbara hissed with the last of her courage, then 
she spun on her heel and darted away from the surprised cameraman. Before he 
could respond she was out of sight and moving quietly in the darkness. 

Once she was certain that Tex wasn't following her, the lovely girl circled 
around and ran toward her trailer. As she trotted down the crude street she 
could hear laughter and the clinking of glasses coming from every trailer. 

As she stepped up to her trailer Barbara noticed a darker shadow sitting on 
the steps, before she could pull back the shadow stood up and moved toward 
her. 

"Why, Mr. Spealman," Barbara stammered when she realized who it was. "Are 
you waiting for Delia? I.. . don't know where she is." 

The producer made a sharp, impatient chopping motion with his hand. "I was 
looking for her, but it isn't important." Sam paused and looked closer at 
Barbara. The man's tone softened and became more personal as he moved up 
until his thigh touched the young blonde's. "What is your name, honey?" 

"Barbara.. . Barbara Miller, Mr. Spealman. I'm the script girl." Even in the 
darkness the lovely girl could feel the beam of the man's famous smile. She 
was so surprised and shaken by their unexpected meeting that she didn't try 
to move away when the man's hand closed around her elbow. 

"I know what you do, honey," the producer said softly in Barbara's ear. 
"Come on down to my trailer and we'll talk about making movies." 

Before she could resist Barbara found herself being propelled down the path. 
The lovely girl wasn't sure what she should do. It could be that the man was 
just lonely and wanted to talk, but Barbara doubted it, deep in her belly 
she could sense what he wanted. 

"Here," the producer said as he handed Barbara a tall, ice clogged glass. 
Barbara didn't want a drink, but for some reason she was afraid to refuse 
it. She sat very still on the wide couch and stared at the famous man who 
confidently sat down beside her. 

"The reason that I was waiting for Delia was to ask her what your name is," 
Sam Spealman said after a few sips of his drink. Barbara didn't know whether 
she should be surprised or shocked by his blunt comment. 

"Tex is an old pal of mine," Sam said in a low voice, his blazing eyes 
stared at Barbara over the rim of his glass. "He passes the word when he 
finds a choice piece of ass." 

Barbara felt the hot flush of her blush climbing up to her hairline, she 
felt jerky and out of control as she carefully sat her glass down on the 
table before she got to her feet. 

"I don't know what you think of me, Mr. Spealman," the lovely girl said in a 
strained whisper. "But no matter what Tex Richards told you, I'm not a 
whore!! " 

The producer laughed quietly and caught Barbara's wrist in a firm grip. The 
lovely young blond tried to fight him but he was much stronger than she and 
she was pulled back down onto the couch. 

"Honey, why do you think we give jobs like this to chicks like you? Do you 
really think that we're so hard up for help that we hire untrained help? 
You're here because this is going to be a long, nothing job and we need some 
hot little cunts like you around to help pass the long nights." 

It was true, all along Barbara had known that it was true, but now, hearing 
the words, it hurt! The pretty blond tried to pull away from the grinning 
man but it was no use. 

"Settle down, baby," Sam Spealman grated in a hard voice. "You are miles 
away from home, what are you going to do, walk home? It's over eighty miles 
to the first town and what makes you think that the 'good old boys' there 
will treat you any better, or even as well as I will!" 

As he spoke the man pulled Barbara close, close enough to press his lips 
against hers. The lovely girl shivered when his whiskey tasting tongue 
forced its way past her lips and entered her mouth. The tip of the tongue 
found hers and against her will, Barbara felt the special muscles deep in 
her tight little love sheath pull taut in excited anticipation. 

Warm, knowing hands began to pluck at her clothing and before Barbara could 
even think of a defense her blouse was open and fingers were lightly tracing 
the outline of her firm, swelling breasts. 

"Relax, doll," Sam breathed in her ear. He'd found the hardening points of 
her burning globes and was pinching and pulling at each nipple until they 
felt as hard and as sharp as spear points. "I'm not going to hurt you, I 
want to make you feel good." Barbara wanted to refuse but when the lovely 
girl opened her mouth the only sound that came out was a long, drawn out 
groan of pleasure. 

She couldn't stop herself. Barbara ignored the little voice that protested 
in the back of her mind as her supple, half-naked body twisted and jerked 
under Sam Spealman's expert touch. The zipper of her denim skirt rasped in 
the silence of the trailer and all that the excited blond did was whimper 
softly while she arched her glowing body so that the man could strip the 
loosened garment down over her trembling thighs. 

"That's better," Sam whispered as he tossed Barbara's skirt on the floor. 
"You and I can have a ball on this trip, just take it easy." Sam pressed a 
warm palm against the puffy outline of Barbara's cunt and the lovely 
blonde's body shook when she felt the hot juices of her lust begin to squirt 
and dribble out of her hungry sex. 

The only sound in the trailer was the labored sound of heavy breathing. They 
kissed again and this time Barbara greedily sucked and pulled at the fat, 
wet tongue that invaded her mouth and whose tip set off sparks each time 
that it touched hers. 

Sam's hand moved over her milk-white body with complete assurance. The 
producer pulled the dripping crotch of her panties to one side, then boldly 
rammed a stiff forefinger into the oily throat of her pussy. Barbara made no 
attempt to muffle the deep groan of joy that gushed out of her as the finger 
dug deep into the slick, clinging warmth of her sex. All she could do was 
moan again and press her firm young body against the man. 

With one hand the producer worked the finger in and out of Barbara's wet 
cunt, the other hand found her breasts and squeezed and cupped them until 
she thought that she would scream. 

"Open my pants, kid," Sam urged hotly. "Grab a handful of what I've got for 
you." A tiny whine of shame squeaked out of her tightly pressed lips but 
Barbara's hands obeyed, shaking fingers undid the waistband and then 
carefully snaked the zipper down. Sam wore no underwear and the second that 
his cock was freed of his confining slacks it snapped forward and bumped 
against the girl's hand. 

The lights were bright in the trailer, when she looked down, it seemed to 
Barbara that the naked cock before her was spotlighted. The girl shivered 
and wiggled as the finger inside of her ready sex twisted and probed. Her 
hand had a life of its own, the fingers stretched out and wrapped themselves 
around the gnarled trunk of Sam Spealman's cock. 

Like his head, the pulsating dong had little hair covering it. Under her 
touch the excited girl could feel the rammer jerk and swell even harder, she 
could feel the rapid beat of his heart in the rush of his blood as it sped 
through the veins that wrapped around and around the white, velvet covered 
shaft. The crown of the cock was swollen and a deep red in color. As she 
stared at it, Barbara saw a large, clear drop of pre-cum ooze out of the 
slit and even though she'd never done such a thing before she dipped a 
finger in it and smeared the fluid over the head of the cock until it shone 
like a jewel. 

"Do you like that, honey?" Sam whispered. "Tex tells me that you're tight. 
Does that make your tight little twat itch when you play with my cock?" 

No one had ever spoken to her like that in her life! Barbara felt sick with 
shame when she realized that he was right, her vagina ached to feel the hard 
gristle that she was fondling deep in its frantic grip. 

Suddenly the startled girl almost fell to the floor when Sam got to his 
feet. Sam grinned down at her as he pulled his shirt over his head. Barbara 
couldn't restrain herself, the eager girl scooted to the edge of the couch 
and began to eagerly jerk the loosened slacks down. 

Sam laughed and playfully pulled Barbara to her knees before him. The girl 
didn't realize what was coming until she looked up at the man and found 
herself at eye level with his thick, dripping cock! 

"Now you're playing the game the way it should be played," the famous and 
important man said with a smirk. "Let's see how good you are at giving 
head." Barbara was so stunned that all she could do was stare at Sam in 
stunned disbelief as the man took ahold of his bloated probe and rubbed the 
leaking tip back and forth across her velvety lips. 

At last Barbara managed to gather her wits, she pulled away from the man and 
crawled back on the couch, her hand hurriedly scrubbed at her lips in a vain 
effort to wipe away the oily traces of his lube. 

"No! I . . . I've never done that, I won't do that, ever!" Barbara heard the 
quaver in her voice and cursed herself for her weakness. All that the man 
did was smile and run his hand up and down the length of his hairless cock. 
Barbara tried to look him in the eyes but her bravery faltered and they 
slipped down over his naked body until they focused on the stiff rammer he 
held. 

The shaken girl could see the outlines of Sam's heavy balls, her belly shook 
as she watched them roll back and forth in their protective sac, she could 
remember watching her slut of a mother mouthing some man's balls, she could 
remember the pleased grunting sounds she'd made as her lips and her tongue 
pulled on the fat orbs. 

That sense of wildness was alive inside of her again and Barbara had to 
fight herself to control it The beautiful girl was so engrossed with the 
tumult inside of her that she didn't resist when Sam sat back down beside 
her and slipped a naked arm around her shoulders. 

"Don't tell me that a pretty chick like you never gave a cock a nice loving 
suck," the evil man whispered in her ear. Barbara was going to deny it but 
the hand on her shoulder dipped down and captured a pointed breast and then 
squeezed. A gusty sigh burst out of her and all Barbara could do was shake 
her head slowly. 

"But, honey, you should learn," Sam crooned. "You want me to like you, don't 
you? You want to get jobs in this business and work your way up, don't you?" 
The hand still clutched at Barbara's burning breast as the arm began to 
press against her shoulders. The shuddering girl found herself being drawn 
down toward Sam's naked, up-thrust cock as he whispered and teased at her. 

"Lay on your belly, doll," Sam urged and Barbara was shocked to realize that 
she was obeying without a struggle. In moments, the girl lay with her head 
resting on the man's thighs, his twitching cock was only inches away from 
her mouth. 

"You don't need these, let's get rid of them," the producer said. Barbara 
felt the touch of his hand on the waistband of her panties and obediently 
lifted herself so that he could pull them down. When the hand crept back up 
her smooth thighs, the blond shuddered and moaned as the fingers forced 
their way in between the butter soft cheeks of her ass! 

Instinct ruled her. Barbara despised herself as she did it, but just the 
same she opened her thighs and lifted her bottom an inch or two so that the 
searching fingers could dip into the warm froth that was bubbling out of her 
hungry sex. 

"Ohhhhhhhhgggghh," Barbara moaned at last. Sam's knowing finger had found 
the swollen nub of her love button and it had only taken a few strokes to 
melt the last traces of resistance that remained in her. The naked girl 
slowly raised and lowered her bottom, at the same time she began a slow 
rotation of her hips, helping the finger pull and dig deeper inside of her. 

Once he had her aroused again, Sam began, "Come on, baby, lesson time." The 
producer's free hand pressed against the back of her head and Barbara was 
too weak to resist. The lovely girl whimpered weakly and tried to shake her 
head when the hand pressed her so far forward that her lips met and melted 
against the silky flesh that covered the iron-like gristle of Sam Spealman's 
cock. 

"Oh yes," the middle-aged man whispered, his finger flicked back and forth 
over the wriggling girl's clitoris. "Yes, I'm going to teach you how to do 
it. You'll be my personal cock-sucker before I'm done with you, you'll 
gobble cock like it was the best steak in the world." Fingers tightened in 
her hair and Barbara felt her head being raised, forcing her lips to scrub 
along the hot contours of the jerking, pulsating cock. 

She could smell him! That sense of wildness hammered and tore at her as it 
tried to get free. Barbara's nostrils were filled with the musky smell of 
the man's cock and she was shocked and ashamed to realize that she rather 
liked it! 

"Kiss me, honey," the man urged. The finger inside of her twirled and 
fluttered, the sensation was driving her insane! Barbara felt her lips 
pucker and tried to pull her head back but it was too late, she felt the 
flesh of Sam's rigid probe against her mouth and couldn't stop herself as 
she warmly, lovingly began to kiss and nuzzle his cock! That's perfect," the 
balding man sighed. "Kiss it all over for me, kid. "You're doing just fine!" 

Barbara felt meek and helpless as she obeyed the whispered instructions. Her 
lips moved from the lightly haired base of the thick stalk up over the 
bulging veins to the flanged head. As her full, pouting lips moved over the 
pulpy flesh of the glans the odor of his musk was even stronger and the 
lovely girl squealed deep in her throat as the talented finger in her pussy 
brought her to a climax. 

"Aggggghhhhhh!! Ohhhhh, my Godddddd," the naked girl moaned. Her bottom 
wiggled frantically and her mouth opened as she whimpered her pleasure. The 
tip of the cock brushed against the moist inner lining of her mouth and 
something snapped inside of her. 

Sam didn't stop, his finger moved and twisted, his hot whisper invaded her 
head until there was no room for any thought. Barbara felt powerless, her 
muscles had turned to butter and all she could do was obey the man's voice 
and the awful urgings inside of her. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Sam began to lift his pelvis, making his throbbing cock move over Barbara's 
lips and the tip of her tongue with a disgusting, thrilling coital movement. 
"Lick it," the producer said in a soft, but demanding voice. Barbara made a 
tiny gagging sound in her throat but she couldn't halt the softening of her 
jaw muscles and when her mouth hung open her pink, moist tongue slithered 
out and obediently began to bathe the salty, slick flesh of his penis. 

The finger in her cunt was dangerously close to bringing her off again. The 
lovely girl slavishly licked and lapped at the stiff prod before her as she 
wiggled and shook. 

As he fingered her into that terrible, mindless state, Barbara felt Sam's 
thumb pressing hard against the puckered rosette of her anus. The girl was 
too shaken to protest, besides her mouth was busy making shameless love to 
the thick post of flesh before her. 

By this time Barbara had covered all of Sam's hard prod with her saliva, she 
knew that she should be sickened by what he was forcing her to do but she 
wasn't. The feel of the finger twisting and turning inside of her hot cunt, 
the strange, pulsing pleasure she felt when he tried to force his fat thumb 
into her tight anus combined and left her helpless, all that Barbara wanted 
now was release, her deliciously curved body jerked and twisted on the couch 
as she fought to help the producer bring her to an orgasm. 

"Suck the head," the balding man grunted. Sam's fingers tightened in her 
hair again and Barbara whimpered with pain and excitement as the pulpy knob 
of his organ rubbed against her slack lips. 

For a few moments, the man was content with the lavish, saliva bath that the 
straining girl was giving the head of his cock, then as she knew he would, 
he made another demand of her. 

"Suck it, baby. You might as well learn right now. Pop it in that pretty 
mouth of yours. Suck my cock!" The crude language set off fresh sparks in 
Barbara's belly. The lovely girl moaned and shook her head but the man 
ignored her feeble efforts and pushed her face forward. 

Barbara shuddered, her body grew tense and she was horrified to feel the 
swell and then the explosion of her orgasm! "Unnnggghhh dun't," the lovely 
blond mumbled as the fat, saliva slick glans slid over her tongue and bumped 
against the roof of her mouth. "Aaaaaiiiieeeee," she squealed helplessly as 
the starbursts of her climax exploded in her brain. The faint scream of 
protest that she made died as the excited girl lost control of herself, her 
smooth lips closed tightly around the pulsating limb of flesh and she began 
to suck! Visions of her mother, or that woman on the bus, of Dawn Renay spun 
in her brain. The beautiful girl mumbled and shivered the first time that 
she ran her tongue up and down the underside of the cock. She loved the feel 
and the taste of the first cock ever to invade her mouth. 

I'm jus t like her, the little voice in Barbara's mind wailed. I'm just like 
all of them, a greedy, shameless slut! The feel of Sam's hand on the back of 
her head interrupted the bitter stream of thoughts that were tormenting her. 
Barbara was confused for a second, then she realized what he wanted. A tiny 
tear of shame trickled down the lovely girl's cheek as she began to bob her 
head over the cock, letting the slippery flesh glide in and out of her 
drooling mouth as if it were her tight cunt. 

The thumb that had been pressing in against her puckered little rectal 
opening pulled back and Barbara thought that Sam had given up but the man 
only dipped the digit in the sticky froth that dripped out around his moving 
finger and then tried again. 

Small shudders still shook Barbara's naked body. The girl moaned and grunted 
as she noisily sucked at Sam's prick, then she stiffened and clenched the 
cheeks of her milky bottom as tightly as she could. The thumb was back and 
this time its lubricated contours began to fight past her frail barrier and 
enter the heated darkness of her trembling ass!! 

"Awwwww, ut hurts," Barbara mumbled around the cock that was fucking in and 
out of her mouth. "Pluuuze, thut's nusty, dun't du thut tu mu!" All Barbara 
heard was a soft laugh and then she whimpered as he pressed even harder. 

The lovely girl tried to pull away from the man, a panic had risen up inside 
of her and she had to get away but it was hopeless. Sam Spealman had one 
long middle finger sunk deep inside of her cunt, the thumb was half buried 
in the pink flesh of her rectum and he held her in that punishing grip, when 
she tried to pull her head away from his jerking cock he simply pressed at 
the back of her skull and she found more than half of his staff jammed all 
the way to the back of her throat. 

"Stop it," the producer snapped angrily. When the girl's frantic wiggling 
didn't cease promptly enough for him, he cruelly pressed her head down and 
raised his pelvis at the same time, jamming the head and shoulders of his 
pulsating cock into the tight confines of her throat. "Stop it or I'll start 
belting you around! You do what you're told, chick. You be a good little 
girl or you'll be a sad little girl, the choice is yours!" 

Bright pinwheels of light exploded behind Barbara's eyes, she gagged and 
fought to catch her breath, and for a moment she thought that the horrible 
man would choke her to death with his cock. But when her struggles ceased, 
Sam pulled her head back and the lovely, beaten girl was able to take a 
long, ragged breath. 

"That's better," the producer grunted as he allowed Barbara to start sucking 
again. "You'll learn to like it, once we've got this tight little brownie of 
yours loose you'll be begging me to fuck you in the ass every night!" 

An obscene shudder spread through her body, Barbara moaned and couldn't stop 
the lewd wiggle that her bottom gave when she heard what Sam intended to do 
to her. Of course she'd seen her mother kneeling before men, moaning and 
whimpering as they worked their nasty things in and out of her stretched 
anus. Barbara had seen the filthy act of anal intercourse many times but 
she'd never dreamed that she would ever allow it to happen to her. 

"Suck harder, kid," the man sighed, he twirled his finger and his thumb 
inside of her slippery openings and the naked girl gasped then attacked the 
thick invader of her mouth with renewed effort. It was strange, it was 
nothing like she thought it would be. Barbara was ashamed when she realized 
that she liked the feel of the warm, hard gristle moving back and forth over 
her lips. She loved the secure, warm feeling it gave her to suckle at the 
thick knob of the penis while her tongue busily flicked and rubbed at the 
swollen vein just under the glans. 

I'm a cock-sucker, just like my mother, Barbara said to herself. No matter 
how hard I tried I'm like her, I'm a shameless whore! But, no matter how she 
tormented herself, the girl couldn't deny the excitement and the pleasure 
she felt as she made love to the thick dong that filled her mouth. 

"Unnnnnggghhhh, harder. Work your lips all around it," Sam demanded. Barbara 
heard the ragged edge of excitement in his voice and realized with horror 
that he was about to climax in her mouth! The thought of having that hot 
juice squirting into her throat terrified her but the lovely girl knew that 
there was no way for her to escape. 

"Awwwwuuuugggghhhh, Jesus, that's good!" Sam's agonized groan of pleasure 
rang in Barbara's ears. The lovely girl's body jerked and she made a 
gagging, coughing sound deep in her throat as the first sticky jet of cum 
blasted out of the cock and filled her mouth with semen!! "Suck harder, suck 
me off!" Sam's fingers dug deep into Barbara's twin openings and she was 
shocked into action. There was so much in her mouth that the lovely girl 
thought that she would drown. Her body reacted instinctively and in seconds 
the naked blond was taking long, shuddering gulps of the slick cum, letting 
it slide down her throat and into her churning belly. 

An animal excitement flamed up inside of Barbara, the girl clamped her lips 
tight around the swollen cock and she sucked as hard as she could, she loved 
the taste of Sam's hot cum, she couldn't get enough sand she was determined 
to drain the last precious drops from his heavy balls. 

The balding producer groaned, his head lay back against the couch and rolled 
from side to side as he pumped mouthful after thick mouthful of cum into the 
delicious vacuum of Barbara's mouth. At the same time he increased the pace 
of his double penetration and in moments had the naked blond screaming and 
twisting her way through another terrible orgasm. 

"Aaaaaaaiiiieeeee, oh my God," Barbara whimpered when she managed to pull 
her tired lips away from the wilting cock. The girl felt strings of cum 
dangling from her lips and her chin, she could taste the yeasty tang of it 
on her tongue and in her throat. 

As the excitement faded Barbara's sense of horror and self-loathing flooded 
in. The lovely girl knew exactly what she'd done and why and she wanted to 
die of shame! 

Sam had let her lie quietly for a few minutes. Barbara could hear him in the 
trailer's bathroom but she was too tired and disgusted to lift her head and 
look at him. Then footsteps came closer and she felt a cool washcloth being 
applied to her face. 

Barbara felt like a child. Submissively she let Sam pull her to a sitting 
position and held her pretty face up to be washed. 

"That was all right, kid," the producer bluntly told Barbara as he washed 
the last traces of his drying seed from her chin. A cruel smile creased his 
homely face as he went on. "You'll learn, that's why we hire green little 
chicks like you for these locations jobs, we need some sport during the 
long, dull nights. That's why you're here, honey, when someone has a hard 
cock it's part of your job to see to it that it's taken care of." 

She knew she was being insulted but it didn't seem to matter anymore. The 
shaken girl could still feel the dying ripples of her beautiful climax, the 
strange taste of the man's semen was still on her tongue and no amount of 
insults could drain away the sweet feeling of satisfaction that she felt. 

Looking up to the naked man's face Barbara saw the taunting grin but she 
felt no answering chill of anger in her, instead the lovely blonde's eyes 
wavered, then slid away from his challenging gaze and dropped down until 
they found his half limp penis dangling between his thighs. 

You sucked it, you didn't even fight when he shoved that nasty thing in your 
mouth! You just welted and sucked him off like a common whore! Barbara was 
trying to spark the revulsion she thought she should be feeling but instead 
of revulsion she felt the slow burn of excitement building up in her again. 
Slowly, lingeringly, Barbara's gaze crept over every inch of Sam's penis, 
the memory of it hard and insistent between her lips made the muscles in her 
pussy tighten with growing desire. 

Barbara wanted to reach out and stroke the cock, something inside of her 
wanted to feel it, wanted to squeeze and pull on it until it was hard again. 

As if he was reading her thoughts, Sam began to whisper to Barbara again. 
"Want some more, honey?" The naked man laughed at the hot flush that stained 
the lovely girl's cheeks and stood up straight. Sam moved forward a few 
inches, bringing his hanging organ close to her face. "If you do you'll have 
to work for it." A hand slipped around the back of Barbara's neck. "Give it 
a nice wet tongue bath and maybe it'll get hard enough to ram into that 
tight little cunt of yours." 

The fingers at the base of her skull tightened and Barbara was drawn forward 
until she perched on the edge of the sofa. There was no resistance, no shock 
or even shyness in her. Barbara eagerly fitted her fingers around Sam's 
flaccid dong and began to masturbate it for him. The only thought that the 
lovely girl could focus on was his promise to put his thick cock in her if 
she could get it hard. 

Barbara was aware of Sam's greedy eyes on her but instead of feeling ashamed 
by the lewd picture she knew that she presented, she was pleased. It set off 
small pinwheels of excitement in her belly when she realized that he could 
see her as she began to lick at the soft head of his cock. 

Each time that she kissed the producer's prick it became easier, each time 
that Barbara let the tip of her pink tongue stray down past Sam's sparse 
hair and touch his hanging balls it was more and more exciting to her. 

The balding man sighed, the shaft of his cock grew harder in the blonde's 
hand. Sam smiled and tugged at the girl and with a moan she slipped to her 
knees before him. 

Barbara sensed what Sam expected of her and there was no thought of 
resisting as she gracefully tilted her head and drew one fat testicle into 
the warm wetness of her mouth. 

"Oh, yessssssss," the famous man hissed between his teeth. Sam pressed 
closer, one ball rubbed against Barbara's chin and nose as she abjectly 
suckled at the other. The excited girl felt his cock stiffen and grow 
longer, the swelling glans nestled in the tangle of her thick blond hair. 
Barbara felt a twisted enjoyment as the leaking head of the cock left little 
tracks of moisture on her scalp. 

Sam started a slow, steady movement against her face and a twisted thrill 
lanced deep between Barbara's smooth, hairless thighs. 

"It's hard now," Barbara panted when she let Sam's testicle slip from her 
mouth. Both of his balls gleamed wetly in the lamplight. "You promised me 
that you'd do it if I got you hard." The lovely girl felt cheap and 
humiliated being forced to beg, but the gnawing need she felt inside of her 
was more than she could stand! 

Sam laughed and forced Barbara's head up. "Oh? Now you want to get yourself 
fucked? When you came in here you were acting like a regular virgin goddess 
and now you're down on your knees sucking my balls and asking for cock?" 

Barbara trembled as the sting of shame hit her, but she didn't respond. She 
continued the slow motion of her fist on his hard cock, she had to take his 
insults if she wanted relief. 

"Ask for it, cunt. The only way I'll fuck you is if you ask me for it." 
Barbara's cheeks were burning and her eyes were clouded with tears but she 
didn't hesitate a moment. 

"Please, Mr. Spealman, I need it.. . please fuck me." It wasn't just the 
words, Sam's slow smile of triumph was just as bad. Barbara felt shattered 
and broken as she knelt before the man begging him to use her. 

Without another word the balding producer pulled Barbara to her feet and 
shoved her back against the couch. The naked girl's knees hit the edge of 
the cushions and she couldn't keep her balance, she fell sprawling. 

Before she could compose herself the man was on top of her. A thrill of fear 
darted up her spine and a small whimper squeezed out of her throat when 
Barbara felt Sam's body move in between her splayed thighs. 

"Sure, I'll fuck you, kid," the man whispered. "I'll fuck you until you 
think that your eyes are going to pop out of your head!" Roughly Sam pulled 
Barbara's thighs wider, then pushed them back toward her shoulders. The 
beautiful girl lay trapped under the man, her moist little vulva was 
completely unprotected, she couldn't have resisted him if she wanted to. 

Looking down between her bent legs, Barbara could see the swollen knob of 
Sam's cock pressing in against the blond curls that protected her pretty 
cunt. The girl sighed and wiggled as the flanged tip found the opening and 
bulled in, she could see the shiny red inner lining of her labia as they 
were stretched and pushed away from the throbbing bulk of his organ. 

"Unnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhh," Barbara sighed, her small hands crept up over the 
man's shoulders in a mute attempt to hurry him. "Aggghhhhh, it feels nice." 
She could see the rigid shaft of the cock sliding deep inside of her, the 
velvety flesh that encased the iron of his erection kissed and rubbed 
against the distended tip of her little love button. The sensation was so 
lovely that Barbara couldn't stop herself, she groaned and grunted with 
pleasure, just the way her mother always had in the past! 

"Shake your ass, kid. You're too tight. Wiggle and help me get it in you!" 
The muscles in Barbara's belly pulled taut as she shook the fleshy cheeks of 
her bottom and rolled her hips. It was wonderful, she could feel inch after 
delicious inch of the cock enter her until the thick glans bumped solidly 
against the neck of her cervix. 

"Good, baby, that's good," Sam sighed as he began to pump himself in and out 
of her. The producer's cock wasn't as huge as Tex's and it didn't cause 
Barbara the pain that the other had. The lovely girl surrendered to the 
thing inside of her and focused on the feel of the stiff cock as it rode in 
and out on her gushing love juice. 

"Ohhhh . . . Ohhhhh, God," Barbara panted with pleasure. Sam had let go of 
one of her legs and the girl was using it for leverage as she humped and 
ground her sweating body up to meet his, each time that he drove himself 
into her. The shock and the shame were still there but they had been pressed 
to the back of her mind while her body gorged itself on its delicious feast 
of cock. 

"Aggghhhhhh, I'm . . . ohhhhhh . . . I'm cummmmming," Barbara squealed. Sam 
responded by working faster, Barbara's tight little love sheath bubbled. 
Fresh lube bubbled out of her and the cock that fucked in and out of her 
produced wet, gurgling sounds as it dipped and dove deep in her belly. 
"Aaaaaiiiiieeeeeee," Barbara screamed, her free leg curled over the balding 
man's back and she drummed his back with her heel. 

Even her demented squirming and bucking didn't seem to affect Sam. The 
producer never missed a stroke as he rode on and on. Barbara felt tired and 
sore but the man showed no signs of climaxing. For a moment the blond 
considered asking him to stop but then the awful friction of his cock-stem 
against her raw clit began to build and she found herself on another upward 
curve. 

You can't cum again, the voice in her mind warned. You've never done that 
with a man, the only way you can do that is with your finger, you never even 
came more than once with Bruce! It was true, Barbara knew it was, but she 
still felt a gathering tenseness inside of her and the solid thrills each 
time that the cock mashed up against her stiff little clit. 

Sam had let both of the groaning girl's thighs fall limp as he hunched and 
rammed himself at her again and again. The man's thick balls bounced and 
rubbed against the velvet of Barbara's ass and each deep thrust he gave her 
forced a gushing moan of joy from her slack lips. 

"Fuck, you little bitch," the man panted to her. "Fuck like you know how!! " 
Before she could obey, Sam sent two stinging slaps against her trembling 
buttocks and Barbara whined and howled as the pain released something in her 
and her second and then her third orgasm exploded, non-stop in her cunt!! ! 

"Awwwwuuuuuugggghhhhh, you're killing meeeeeeeee," Barbara squealed as she 
clung to Sam and bucked up and down, she could hear the wet smacking sounds 
as their bodies slapped and ground against each other. 

Above her the producer groaned and then snorted. Barbara felt the thick cock 
imbedded in her love sheath jerk and then swell, she gasped and then 
screamed as thick, hot jets of his cum blasted into her thirsty vagina. 
"Aaaaaiiiiiieeeeeee, you're killing me!! ! " 

As she stumbled out the door, Sam's voice halted her and Barbara obediently 
turned to face him. "Relax, kid, you're going to have a ball here. Just lay 
back and do what you're told and you'll get all the cock that your greedy 
cunt needs." Sam's brutal laughter was still ringing in her ears as she 
crept off in the darkness. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

There was a chill in the mountain air, Barbara hugged herself tightly as she 
stumbled through the moonless night. The blonde's head was spinning with 
wicked, obscene thoughts. Unconsciously the girl's pink, pointed tongue 
crept out between her full lips and licked at the sensitive nerve endings 
that ringed her mouth. 

When she realized that she was searching for the last flecks of Sam's musky 
semen Barbara shuddered, but she didn't even try to stop thinking about the 
slick, hard cock and the way that it felt and the way that it tasted when 
she sucked on it for the first time. 

Barbara had another problem, she'd been in such a terrible hurry to escape 
from the trailer that she hadn't bothered to wipe herself thoroughly and now 
she could feel warm trickles of Sam's slippery cum oozing out of her 
deliciously stretched pussy. Every step that she took was a disgusting 
reminder of the filthy rhings she'd done and allowed to be done to her. The 
puffed, bruised lips of the disheveled blonde's sex were rubbing together 
each time they moved. They were lubricated by thick gobs of Sam's sperm. The 
velvet-soft flesh of her inner thighs clung and stuck together with every 
step she took. 

Passing trailer number four, Barbara's train of thought was disrupted by a 
long, shuddering moan. It was a woman's voice that she heard and the mixture 
of pain and pleasure in the voice made poor Barbara's flesh crawl with 
horrified excitement. It was Tex's trailer, she'd been invited to that party 
and it might have been her voice calling out in the night instead of whoever 
it was now. 

Barbara's feet stopped moving, she stood motionless in the chill night air 
as she listened in fascination to the rhythmic groans and gasps that the 
faceless woman made. The beautiful girl imagined that it was she laying 
pinned and stuffed under the big cameraman. She could almost feel his 
wrist-thick pole stabbing and thrusting up into her belly, stretching and 
ripping so beautifully at her tight cunt! 

It wasn't until she caught herself daydreaming about what that huge cock 
would taste like that the lovely script girl realized how excited she had 
become. When she thought about sucking and mouthing Tex's bloated flesh, 
Barbara's cunt would squirt fresh dribbles of love-lube and the realization 
shocked her enough to enable her to tear herself away from the trailer 
window. 

Once she began to move again, Barbara's pace increased. By the time that the 
lovely girl got to her trailer she was running as if she was being chased by 
the hounds of hell!! 

"My God," Delia said sharply. "What's the matter with you?" Barbara was 
startled, she stood with her back braced against the door and stared in 
wide-eyed surprise at the dark, handsome woman. 

Delia was sitting upright in bed. The older woman wore a pale nightgown that 
enhanced the smooth, olive-tinted hue of her flesh. The gown was so sheer 
that even from across the room Barbara could clearly make out the dark 
circles of the assistant producer's large, firm nipples. 

At first, Delia seemed to be amused by Barbara's sudden, breathless arrival, 
then her smile faded and she hurriedly slipped out of her bed and padded 
across the carpeted floor to slip an arm over the shaken girl's trembling 
shoulders. 

"What is it, honey? Come on, tell me what happened to you?" The look of 
concern on the brunette's face and her warm, protective hug were more than 
Barbara could stand. The disheveled girl heard the sob in her voice and 
daubed at the sudden tears that gushed down her cheeks as her defenses 
crumbled and all of the awful things inside of her came tumbling and rushing 
out. 

"It felt good!" she cried and then spit out the galling memories of the past 
days. As she cried and confessed her disgusting sins of the flesh, Delia 
slowly led Barbara to the bed. The girl kept her eyes squeezed tightly shut 
when she was pressed back on Delia's wide, comfortable mattress. She didn't 
resist. She allowed the woman to stretch her out flat then lay down next to 
her and cuddle her close. 

". . . you don't know, you can't know how awful I felt," Barbara moaned as 
she brought her painful confession to a close. "He had me on my knees, I was 
sucking and licking at his cock like an animal and then he made me beg for 
it!" The shame of it made Barbara moan, tears coursed down her cheeks and 
she pressed herself tight against the warm, cushiony body next to her. "I've 
tried. All my life, I've tried not to be like that and look what happens!! " 

"Shhhhhhh, it's all right, baby," Delia sighed in 

Barbara's ear. The handsome woman's hand brushed a thick lock of the girl's 
blond hair away from her face and a pair of lips lightly touched her cheek. 
"Shhhhhhhhhh, I know, I know what it's like. We've all been used like that. 
This is a rough business on women." The arm that Delia had slipped under 
Barbara's head tightened and the lovely girl felt herself being pulled until 
she lay on her side facing the brunette. "I know how you feel, I used to 
have dreams about what my life would be like, too. I lost them the same 
way." 

It was strange, she hardly knew the woman but Barbara felt secure and safe 
laying with her like this. Their firm breasts pressed against each other's, 
their gently rounded bellies met and palpitated as their thighs brushed and 
pressed together. 

"I had it worse, you could have had it worse too," Delia breathed. "Here, 
let's get you comfortable while I tell you a story." Without giving her a 
chance to think about it, Delia's fingers deftly undid the buttons that hid 
the blonde's swollen, firm breasts from view. 

"You were lucky, Sam Spealman can be a mean bastard if he wants to. I've 
seen him take some little actress and make her bend over a chair, with other 
people watching, and fuck her in the ass until she fainted. Oh, Sam is a 
rat. He can think of the worst, the most humiliating things to do to a 
woman." 

The older woman's voice purred and whispered in Barbara's ear, but instead 
of horrifying her, the images that were born of the words sent twisted 
little thrills of arousal up and down Barbara's spine. 

"Have you met Becky Marsh, the little girl that is playing the daughter?" 

An image of the slim little child actress popped into her mind and Barbara 
nodded wordlessly. "Do you know how Becky got that part? Sam forced her 
mother to let him fuck that child! That's right, I was in the office and I 
saw it! Oh, baby, you should have heard that little girl squeal, blood was 
running down her legs but that didn't bother Sam, he made her sit on his lap 
and he popped that fat cock of his in and out of her until I thought that 
she'd die! By this time he's turned that baby into a whore and he laughs 
about it and tells me about the nasty things he makes her do." 

Thick, rhythmic spasms were building up inside of Barbara's tired little 
pussy. The mental images of that slim, boyish looking little girl twisting 
and shaking on the end of Sam Spealman's club of flesh were making the young 
blond grow wet and slick again. She was so caught up in the fantasy that she 
didn't take any notice when Delia's probing fingers found the zipper on her 
hip and undid her skirt. 

"At first I got sick when I thought about the things that men like Sam and 
Rick Tolliver made me do, but then I found a way to make it better, a way to 
find some love and some concern." 

A sudden flood of interest caught Barbara's attention and tore her mind away 
from the filthy images that were tormenting her. Delia had slipped to her 
knees and was gently tugging the blonde's rumpled skirt down over her hips. 

Looking down at her body, Barbara was shocked to realize that her blouse was 
completely undone and her firm, hard-tipped breasts were completely bare. As 
her skirt was pulled away, the girl could see that the crotch-piece of her 
panties was dark and soaked with a messy mixture of Sam's thick cum and her 
own oily love juice. Barbara tried to clamp her thighs together to hide the 
evidence of her shameful condition, but the beautiful brunette smiled and 
shook her head as she placed her palms against her knees and pushed her legs 
apart. 

"No, I understand, don't think about it. I know what you've been through and 
I want to help." 

A tiny warning bell began to tinkle at the back of Barbara's mind but it was 
too little, too late. Before the shaken blond could react, the older woman 
had hooked her fingers in the waistband of Barbara's panties and stripped 
them away. 

"Sit up! I'll show you how I found that love and that concern that I told 
you about," Delia breathed softly. Her slender hands pulled Barbara to a 
sitting position long enough to pull the girl's blouse down over her limp 
arms. 

"I was going crazy," Delia whispered as she undid a shoulder strap and 
tugged her filmy nightgown over her full, dark breasts. 

Barbara watched with growing amazement as the lovely woman kicked her gown 
aside and then lay back down beside her. Her flesh felt like brushed velvet 
against Barbara's. "I was trying to be an actress. I was pretty good too, 
but that wasn't enough. I kept meeting creeps like Sam and they would make 
me do the filthiest things for them before they would give me a part. Then I 
met a woman who understood and she taught me how to relax and not let them 
hurt me." 

Delia had pressed up tight against Barbara's naked hip, the blond felt the 
soft curls of the brunette's pubic thatch brushing and rubbing against her 
flesh and shivered with an excitement that she couldn't explain. 

"Let me help you," the older woman sighed, her hand rose and then fell on 
top of Barbara's burning breast! The lovely blond shuddered as the fingers 
tightened around her spiky nipples. "You have pretty titties, darling," the 
husky voice purred in her ear. Barbara finally realized what the other woman 
wanted, she felt her face burning as she belatedly tried to twist away from 
the naked woman who clung to her, but Delia's firm grip on her breast held 
her in place. 

"No," Delia pleaded softly. "Don't fight me, I can give you something that 
none of those cruel bastards can. I can make you feel soft and loved, the 
way you should feel." The brunette lay on her side and it was an easy thing 
for her to lean forward and press her face against the shaken blonde's other 
glowing tit. 

Barbara felt the warm, wet lips close over the thick protrusion of her 
nipple and gasped as a sweet, demanding pleasure began to swim in her blood 
stream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," the trembling girl sighed. "Don't . . . please . . . 
I've never . . . I'm not. . . . " Her feeble protests died away as a 
beautiful rasping sensation built up around her breast and she realized that 
the larger woman was avidly licking and sucking at her tit. The tongue moved 
up and down over her soft flesh, even dipping under the warm curve and 
leaving the undersides of her breasts slick and tingling. 

Delia's hand dropped away from Barbara's tingling globe and began to crawl 
down over her belly toward the tangled, cum-soaked hairs that hid her 
gushing pussy. 

"Ummmmmmmmm," Delia muttered happily as she paused between wet and 
glistening nipples. "You're delicious, darling. I want to do this for you by 
the hour!" Once again the young blond tried to protest but Delia only smiled 
and shook her head as she brought her wet lips down and sealed Barbara's 
opening mouth. An awful, shaky feeling began to build up in the lovely 
girl's throat, the other woman's tongue forced into her mouth and twined 
around her own pointed little probe. The fluttery, shaky feeling slipped 
into her belly and then exploded into full blown desire when it entered the 
tight, slick confines of her love sheath. 

Ohhhhhh, God, no, the little voice wailed in her head. Not this, don't let 
her do this to you. Not even your mother was a queer, she didn't make it 
with women! But Barbara didn't have time to respond. Delia's long forefinger 
had pressed in between the plump, froth covered folds of her cunt and had 
found the vibrating head of her clitoris. The lovely blond whimpered, her 
pink heels dug into the mattress and her naked, glowing body arched up off 
the bed to meet and enfold the seeking, wriggling 

An Actors Young Aid finger. 

"Aggghhhhhh, this is wrong," Barbara groaned as Delia forced another finger 
in beside the first. The muscles in her cunt tightened and the blond was 
ashamed to feel them nip and squeeze at the two fingers that burrowed deep 
into her velvet sheath. 

"Noooooooooooo," Delia crooned soothingly. "No, baby, it's not wrong, it's a 
way to feel good! Just because you like it doesn't make you a lesbian. Don't 
worry. Women can love women and still like men too." Barbara shook her head 
in weak denial but it was useless, Delia began a slow undulating movement of 
her hips, mashing her own moist cunt-lips against the girl's hips. At the 
same time the woman's fingers began to plunge in and out of Barbara's 
stretched sex and in seconds the lovely girl was gasping and shivering as 
the delightful sensations tore at her sanity. 

"It will be soooo nice," the naked brunette whispered. "I'll make you feel 
so good that you won't believe it." Moving slowly, Delia rose to her knees, 
she leaned over Barbara's trembling globes and pressed the fat, stiff nubs 
of her nipples against hers. The young blond moaned as the other woman's 
soft, scented flesh mashed against her and she felt a melting, yielding 
sensation inside. 

Without pausing, Delia swung a shapely leg over Barbara and then lay on top 
of her for a few tense seconds. Instinctively, the girl's milky thighs 
parted and her pelvis lifted as if she was welcoming a man and the heavy, 
punishing bar of flesh that hung between his legs. The brunette giggled 
softly and withdrew her soaking fingers then pressed her fat mound against 
Barbara and made a few lewd coital motions against her. 

The feel of having her sensitive love-bud mashed against the other woman's 
shocked Barbara and she couldn't keep from answering with her own streaming 
blond muff. 

"That's right, enjoy yourself, darling," Delia sighed, the woman's dark eyes 
blazed with excitement as she looked down at Barbara. "Let me fuck you! I 
can do just as good a job as they can." 

Barbara moaned with shame and bit at her lip. She despised herself for what 
she was doing. But her arms crept up over the curves of Delia's shoulders, 
then crossed over her back and pulled the rocking, thrusting woman's body 
close. 

"Oh, yesssssss," Delia moaned happily, her fleshy body increased its pace 
and soon she was scrubbing her stiff clit against Barbara's. "You're 
learning, you're better than I was the first time, so much better!" 

Barbara knew that she shouldn't be pleased by the perverted woman's praise, 
but she was! The girl spread her rounded thighs even further and completely 
surrendered herself to the scented, woman's body that lay fucking and 
rubbing against her. 

"Ohhhhhhh, lover, this is driving me crazy," the beautiful brunette sighed, 
she pulled herself to her knees and for a few shocked and disappointed 
moments Barbara thought that Delia was leaving her. But, instead of pulling 
away, Delia bent her head and began to back down over the moaning blonde's 
perfect body. Delia kissed and licked at every wriggling inch of flesh as 
her lips moved downward. 

By the time that Delia ran the flat of her tongue over the sensitive flesh 
at the point where the thigh joined the muscular buttock the woman had given 
Barbara one squealing, whimpering orgasm and had worked her into a frenzy on 
her way toward another! 

"Hold your pussy open," Delia demanded hoarsely. There was no mistaking what 
the beautiful brunette intended, she was hunched forward between Barbara's 
powder-white thighs and her full, red lips were only inches away from the 
girl's drooling slot. "Pull the lips wide so that I'll know you really want 
the present I have for you." 

"Ahhhhhh, noooooooooo," Barbara complained breathily as her fingers crept up 
on either side of her sloppy cunt. "It's all messy, I didn't wipe away what 
Sam . . . shot inside of me." But even as she protested the tips of the 
girl's fingers hooked in the folds of her flesh and pulled them wide, 
exposing the firm knot of her swollen clitoris to the eager brunette's 
tongue. 

"Don't worry, darling," Delia breathed as she pressed her lips against the 
glistening nubbin of Barbara's love button. "I love to suck cum and cunt 
juice all mixed up. I'll eat it all and suck you so dry that you'll squeak 
when you walk!" 

The wiggling tip of the beautiful woman's tongue slithered up and down over 
the slick flesh of Barbara's inner folds, her fingers dug into the soft 
flesh of her thighs. The girl's rounded tummy sucked flat and she uttered a 
thin, whistling groan of pleasure. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," Barbara sighed as her supple body began to turn and twist 
as the wicked tongue forced its way into the tight throat of her drooling 
vagina. The lovely girl started down between her splayed thighs, she watched 
with shocked fascination as the other woman sucked the white trickles of 
Sam's cum into her mouth then drank it down. Spasms of intense pleasure tied 
the muscles in Barbara's pussy into knots as she began to thrust her well 
licked and sucked labia up against the tongue. 

Barbara's hands turned into claws, they lifted away from her groin, leaving 
Delia to suck and lap at her unaided, the blonde's fingers dug into the 
brunette's thick hair and roughly jerked the older woman's willing face 
against her burning, greedy pussy. 

Delia moaned happily and was forced to make obscene, bubbling gasps as she 
fought for breath against the soft, clinging flesh of Barbara's sex. 

"Suck! Go on and suck me off!! " Barbara was shocked by the raw, demanding 
sound in her voice, she'd never been so aggressive and physical in her life 
and she'd certainly never used words like that before! "You filthy, 
perverted woman," the girl hissed in a rage of lust. "Suck my pussy, you 
wanted to do it, so go on!! " 

She stiffened, a brilliant flash of pleasure exploded at the base of her 
skull, Barbara screamed and began to thrash against the rumpled sheets of 
the bed. "Aaaaa . . . I'm aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!! ! ! " 

Her whole body vibrated, Barbara's hands dropped limply to her sides 
allowing Delia the opportunity to pull back an inch and bob her head rapidly 
as the rasp of her tongue worked back and forth over the raw, scrubbed tip 
of the girl's exposed clit. 

"Agggghhhhhhhhh, don't," Barbara pleaded brokenly. "Stop, I can't stand it, 
don't make me cum again, it'll kill meeeeee!! ! ! ! Awwwuuuugggghhhhhh . . . 
aaaaaaiiieeeeee?! ! ? " 

Delia ignored her anguished screams, the excited brunette made a frightening 
growling sound deep in her throat and sank her white even teeth into the 
soft pussy flesh that she was sucking! 

Barbara's eyes rolled back in her head and she felt all of the breath in her 
lungs being forced out of her in one, terrible gush. 

"Come on darling, don't be shy, do it. Please, baby, I need it sooooo." The 
soft, pleading sound in Delia's husky voice called Barbara back from the 
soft, lacy cloud where she'd been floating. The lovely young blond sighed, 
stretched her still tingling body and opened her blue, questioning eyes. 

Delia was kneeling over her, the excited woman's groin was so close to 
Barbara's face that the startled girl could see the individual drops of her 
love juice coating the thick, dark pubic curls of her groin. 

"Lick me now, please, darling. Suck my pussy just the way that I sucked 
yours." Delia's strong thighs were positioned on either side of the girl's 
head and there was no way for her to escape. Barbara stared up at the fat, 
wet folds of the other woman's sex and was chocked to realize how delicious 
it looked to her. 

The last shreds of her self-respect fell away as 

Barbara's hands crept up over the smooth globes of Delia's quivering ass 
cheeks and pulled the woman so close that she could kiss Delia's cunt 
without lifting her tired head from the pillow. 

Above her, Delia shivered and moaned, the woman pressed her flesh against 
Barbara's vace and began a slow, wicked rolling motion of her hips, forcing 
the lips of her cunt to rub and part under the pressure. 

A delicate shudder shook the young blond when she felt her lips opening and 
her saliva-slick tongue slipped through. The tip of her tongue shyly 
touched, then boldly pressed in against the musky sweetness of the older 
woman's drooling slot! 

 CHAPTER SIX 

The rumble of far away thunder woke her, Barbara sighed and rolled over on 
the wide bed. The lovely girl's bare knee collided with something soft and 
warm. For a moment Barbara's fuzzy brain didn't function, but then Delia 
stirred beside her and pressed a pair of sleep-soft lips against her ear! 

A spreading sense of horror came alive inside of her. Barbara slowly eased 
away from the other woman's naked body and sat up. 

Looking down at Delia, Barbara's eyes glued themselves to the lovely 
brunette's plump lipped vulva. Delia lay with her thighs slightly parted and 
Barbara could easily see the pink, inner lining under the thick growth of 
pubic hair. 

Go on, stare the voice in her head taunted. Barbara had to press a knuckle 
against her lips to keep from screaming as the voice went on and on. Does 
the sight of her cunt turn you on? You loved it last night! You sucked it, 
kissed it, ran your tongue all over it. Why don't you bend down and start 
eating her cunt again? Delia would love that. She's a pervert. She'd love it 
as much as you did when you let her suck you the same way! 

Degrading memories forced their way into her mind, Barbara remembered the 
sighs, the squeals and moans of pleasure that they had made as they spent 
the night together. The lovely girl tried to hate herself, but the longer 
she thought about the delightful kisses and fingerings the more heated she 
became. The girl just barely caught herself as she responded to the impulse 
to bend over and wake the handsome woman with a lingering, tongue teasing 
kiss. 

A tiny whimper escaped the stricken blonde's lips and she realized that she 
had to get away. There was no way that she could think clearly as she sat 
beside Delia's temptingly naked body. 

Hurriedly but quietly, Barbara moved to her dresser and found a skirt and 
blouse. As she dressed, she heard another rumble of thunder and grabbed a 
jacket before she slipped out the door, closing it silently behind her. 

A quick glance at the sky told the girl all she needed to know. Dark, heavy 
clouds hung directly over the camp and as she stared up at them she felt the 
first thick drops of rain strike her nose and her cheeks. 

The rain pelted down on her as she walked along the deserted path between 
the trailers. Barbara heard sounds coming from the mess tent but the idea of 
eating was so terrible that she shuddered and almost ran the other way. 

There would be no work today. Barbara shook her head unhappily, it would 
have been better if she could have thrown herself into her job. It would 
have let her still the clamor of thoughts and self-loathing that were 
churning and spinning in her brain. 

"Hey, you'll get sick wandering around in the rain." 

Startled, Barbara turned and found herself facing the director, Jim Walters. 
When the lovely girl didn't respond the man shook his head and opened the 
door to his trailer all the way. "Come in, don't stand out there getting 
soaked." 

She knew that she shouldn't go in Walter's trailer, but suddenly she felt so 
lonely, so helpless. After hesitating another few seconds, the young girl 
took the offered hand and allowed herself to be pulled up the stairs and 
into the warm, dry trailer. 

Inside, the big man poked in a closet for a second. Then he handed Barbara a 
big, fuzzy bathrobe. 

"Go in there and put this on, you'll catch cold in those wet things." 

Barbara's hand shook when she reached for the robe. She knew what she was 
letting herself in for, but there didn't seem to be any choice for her. She 
was trapped and had to play the game with the rules that were already in 
force. 

As she stripped her dripping things off and hung them on the shower rod, 
Barbara could hear a pot clinking and realized that Walters was making 
coffee. 

The lovely girl was still rubbing at her damp hair when she shyly stepped 
out of the tiny bathroom. Jim's robe was huge and she felt like a child 
playing in adult clothing. 

"Here, careful it's hot." Jim handed her a large, thick mug. It felt good 
cupped between her hands and she gratefully sipped at the thick, dark drink. 

"You put something it it," Barbara finally whispered when she sat the cup on 
the table. 

"Whiskey, the best Irish. Nothing is better for a cold, wet day in the 
mountains than a few hot mugs of Irish coffee," Jim said with a slow smile. 
"In fact, I can't imagine a day, cold or hot that goes well without booze." 

Barbara tried to smile at the man, but the distinct note of bitterness in 
his voice stopped her. Jim must have noticed something in her expression 
because he shrugged and took another deep pull at his mug of laced coffee. 

"What's the matter with you, chick?" Before she could think of an answer Jim 
shook his head and waved a big paw in front of her. face. "No don't tell me, 
let me guess. Some of the horny cocks and the "free" ladies of our little 
village have been after you and you're feeling a bit worn and used." 

Barbara's shock and embarrassment must have shown because the director threw 
his head back and laughed in a deep, bass voice. The humiliated girl would 
have stood up and left the table but Jim's big hand dropped down and pinned 
her wrist in a firm, unbreakable grip. 

Once he stopped laughing and caught his breath the big man gave Barbara a 
knowing, sympathetic look. "I'm sorry, kid. I wasn't laughing at you. I know 
that Sam likes to take on green girls like you and use them as his private 
stock. I think that he's a dirty prick, but what I was laughing at is that 
everyone here is being fucked to death in one way or another!" 

Barbara's shock and embarrassment was fading and she looked at Jim with a 
question in her eyes. 

"Don't you see? I'm here because I have three ex-wives, bills for private 
schools, house payments on a big, cold castle in Beverly Hills and I'm so 
hard up for cash that I'll come out here and work on this piece of shit for 
Sam Spealman! Don't you think that I'm getting fucked too?" The slow glimmer 
of understanding flamed up in Barbara's head and finally she nodded in 
reluctant agreement. 

"Look at Rick Tolliver, his career is in bad shape but he owes 'the boys' a 
lot of money. He's in this turkey because he has to pay them for past favors 
and then turn over most of the cash. This picture is going to hurt him. He 
needed a good script this time out, not the junk we've got." 

The faint traces of humor died in the big man's face and he gave the 
surprised girl's hand a gentle pat. "So you see, Sam Spealman and the people 
from back East are giving us all a fucking, they're turning us all into 
whores." 

A dead, helpless feeling grew up behind Barbara's heart and she realized 
that the last of her rosy dreams of what movie making would be like had 
turned to a wisp of smoke and blew away. 

"I.. . I don't know how to bring this up," Jim said in a low voice. "After 
what I just said I guess you have the right to hit me on the head and bug 
out, but.. . " 

"What is it, Mr. Walters," Barbara said in a soft voice when the director's 
voice trailed off without finishing the question. 

Before he answered, the big man got to his feet and pulled Barbara up beside 
him. 'There won't be any work today. After a while there are going to be 
some pretty wild parties starting up. Why don't you stay here with me and 
keep out of the way?" 

He hadn't asked her, not in real words, but his message was clear, between 
the lines. Barbara felt a small spark of anger flare up in her belly but it 
died almost as fast as it was born. For the first time in her life the 
lovely girl understood true loneliness. The thought of going out into the 
camp or back to Delia repelled her and she realized that she would rather be 
here with the big director than anywhere else. 

"All right," Barbara whispered shyly. "I'll . . . stay, if you want." For a 
moment neither of them spoke or moved. The girl's lashes were lowered but 
she could still feel the intensity of the man's eyes on her as she stood 
meek and still before him. 

Jim's fingers tightened around Barbara's upper arms and he slowly pulled her 
closer to him. One hand left her arm and fingers tilted her chin, forcing 
the trembling girl to meet his eyes. 

"I'm glad," Jim said simply. "I'm very glad." 

There was no need for her to answer, Barbara smiled and stood very still as 
the tall man bent toward her and covered her lips with his own. 

It was happening again! That prudish part of her was upset, but this time 
the girl sensed something different, there was no anger, no threat of force. 
This time the girl could feel the real need in the man and was faintly 
surprised to find an echoing feeling inside of herself as well. 

When Jim's big hand slipped down and pressed against the base of her bottom 
the lovely girl sighed against his probing tongue and allowed herself to 
melt forward until her supple body was molded tightly against his. She could 
feel Jim's heart beat, she could feel his heavy prick stir and then begin to 
stiffen. As it rose, the lovely young blond felt Jim's cock rubbing against 
her belly. Even the thick robe that she wore didn't hide that. 

"Let's do this right," the big man muttered once their lovely kiss ended. "I 
want this to be right for both of us." Jim stopped for a moment and easily 
lifted a surprised Barbara in his arms and turned in the direction of his 
bed. 

It was strange. She had fought this with other men and with Delia, why 
wasn't she fighting Jim Walters? Barbara felt small and cuddled in the big 
man's arms. She enjoyed the sensation and realized that it reminded her of 
being carried off to sleep by her father before he had died. It was nice and 
comforting. 

He sat Barbara on her feet by the bed, then pulled the covers back. Moving 
slowly and gently the big man stripped the heavy robe away from her and left 
Barbara naked and excited before him. The lovely girl knew that he was 
staring at the smooth curves of her body and, for once, she enjoyed the 
knowledge. 

Once he'd seated her on the edge of the bed, the man pulled his heavy 
sweater over his head and then undid his fly and pulled his jeans and 
underwear down. 

Barbara stared openly at the half-hard shaft that dangled before her. The 
girl shivered with pleased excitement when she realized how terribly long 
Jim's penis would be when it was completely hard. Mercury swift images of 
what it would be like to be taken by that long pole darted across the girl's 
imagination and she felt a responding flush of excitement turn the flesh of 
her arms into a bumpy field of goose-flesh. 

When the impulse first hit her, Barbara was surprised and shocked with 
herself, but the more she thought about it the more logical it seemed to 
her. 

Shyly, hesitantly the girl obeyed her impulse and her small hand reached out 
and grasped the swaying hose of flesh that hung between Jim's hairy thighs. 

"Uhhhhhhhhhh, that's good," the man sighed as the girl's fist began to make 
a slow pumping motion on his cock. Jim let his big hands drift down until 
they could caress Barbara's naked shoulders for a moment, then one hand 
slipped behind the girl's neck and the other slid down over the firm, 
up-thrust swell of her breasts. 

"Oooooooo," the lovely girl sighed as she allowed herself to be pulled 
forward. "Don't rush me, let me do it at my own speed." Instantly the 
pressure at the back of her head ceased and Barbara was pleased, he wasn't 
using her like a piece of meat, he cared about her and listened to her. 

Even without the pressure, Barbara's head continued to move forward until 
her lips met and brushed against the spade-shaped head of Jim's long penis. 
It was surprising, when she'd been forced to do this for Sam she'd been 
humiliated and ashamed. But now, while she was doing it on her own, the 
lovely script girl found that she enjoyed running her pointed tongue back 
and forth over the pouting slit in the head of the tall man's cock. 

Using her hand to hold him upright and guide him, Barbara turned her head to 
the side and began to lightly flick at the underside of the swelling, pulpy 
glans. 

Jim moaned, he trembled and each time that she ran her loving tongue across 
the head of his cock the shaft would jerk and grow firmer in her grip. 

Before long the lovely girl had the full length of Jim's hairy prong 
standing upright and hard in her hand. With each inch that it grew she 
became more and more aware of how terribly long it was. 

Deep inside of her, the young blond felt a glowing, spreading excitement, 
she imagined what it would be like when the big director filled her tight 
love sheath with his elongated meat and once again, she was surprised to 
realize that she enjoyed the prospect rather than dreaded it. 

Barbara let her instincts guide her, she slid closer to the pulsating 
erection and engulfed the blood swollen cap of the man's cock. The penis was 
standing on its own now so she let her hands fall away and creep around the 
back of his thighs and then upward until she could massage and caress the 
hairy cheeks of his ass. 

"Ohhhhh, honey," Jim sighed. The director's hands met and clasped at the 
back of her blond head and began to pull Barbara's head forward to meet his 
cock as he thrust it at the red oval of her open mouth. She knew that he was 
using her lips as he would her vagina, but somehow Barbara didn't feel 
offended. 

"No more," Jim finally sighed as he reluctantly pushed himself away from 
Barbara's clinging lips. The lovely girl moaned and tried to follow him so 
that she could maintain the delicious suction she had been applying to his 
rod. "No more, honey, or I'll cum!" 

"Ahhhhhhhh, I don't care," Barbara moaned truthfully, she'd already prepared 
herself to drink the hot froth of his cum and she was slightly disappointed. 
"You can cum in my mouth if you want, you can do anything you want with me, 
darling!" 

Jim chuckled gently as he pushed Barbara back on his wide bed. "Good, 
because right now I want to feel myself inside of this glorious little body 
of yours, I want to fuck you!" 

It was beautiful, Barbara's belly had turned into whipped cream, she felt 
melted and soft as she fell back on the cool sheets and let the man with the 
powerful cock pull her legs apart. 

Jim was on his knees staring down at her while his hand guided his long, 
hose-like cock into the glowing, bubbling opening of Barbara's womanhood. 
The girl smiled shyly and reached down, brushing his fingers aside. She took 
on the job of inserting the head herself. 

"Slowly, slowly," the director whispered as he pushed forward. "Don't move, 
don't say a word, just concentrate on the feeling of my cock going into your 
wet little snatch." 

A hiccupping sigh escaped the delighted little blond when the head of the 
penis, then the long, firm pole of flesh dipped into her and began to glide 
upward over her juice-coated cunt walls. The girl gasped as she felt herself 
being filled, stretched so far that she imagined that she could feel the 
head of the powerful probe bumping up under her rib cage. 

At last the blond felt Jim's hairy balls rubbing and bouncing against the 
velvety flesh of her upturned bottom. "Ohhhhh, it feels soooooo long! Oh, 
darling, it feels soooooo gooooooood," Barbara gushed as she melted under 
the man who was making such perfect love to her. "Aggggghhhhhhhhhh, so 
gooooooood!" 

True to his word, Jim started slow. He made sure that Barbara could feel 
every hairy inch of his meat as it slid in and out of her. The girl felt 
herself blush when she heard the wet, bubbling sound that her poor, stuffed 
little cunt made as her love juice was pumped out of her by the huge dong 
that worked at her. 

"Aggghhh . . . ohhhhhhh," the girl gasped. Suddenly, she stiffened, her tiny 
toes curled flat against the soles of her feet and an orgasm exploded deep 
in the darkness of her sex. "Aaaaiiiieeeee . . . ooooooo, darling, you're 
making me cummmmmm!" 

Jim didn't stop, the big man continued his steady, powerful thrusts and in 
moments the squealing girl realized that he would make her climax again. 
Barbara's arms locked about his neck, her plump thighs kissed and rubbed 
against his rib cage as she tried to answer each lovely rush of his cock 
with a soft, clinging wiggle of her deliciously smooth ass. The man groaned 
in appreciation and increased the pace of his fucking. 

"Roll over, let's have you up here where I can see you." Barbara had seen 
her mother like that when she was a little child and had always resisted 
being on top, it had always seemed worse for the woman to do the fucking, to 
see a woman working herself up and down on the man's wet cock. But now, 
after she'd been lifted astride of the man's naked body and she could feel 
the thick prod of his cock nudging against her trembling buttocks, she 
didn't care. 

"Oooooo, I've never done it this way before," the girl whispered as she 
lifted herself high enough to pull Jim's slippery cock upright beneath her. 
They were both looking down as Barbara's fur-fringed little sex opened wide 
and the long pole of her lover's juice-coated stalk sank into her to the 
hilt. 

From the first instant it was good. It was so good that it frightened 
Barbara. The lovely little blond wiggled and shook as the full length of 
Jim's hard dong stuffed itself into her. She found that by leaning forward 
on the palms of her hands, two delicious things would happen. 

First, Jim could catch the swaying, bouncing tips of her lovely tits and 
suck noisily at the nipples. Secondly, the girl found that she could alter 
the angle of her pelvis and make the iron-hard root of Jim's cock scrub 
against her burning clitty! 

"Ogggghhhhhhh," the delighted girl moaned as she jerked and wiggled on the 
long pole that had speared her deep, her fingers dug into the sheets, and 
her knees burned as she shook and waggled herself into another climax. 

"Ohhhh, baby," Jim gasped as the greasy folds of Barbara's tight cunt bit 
and squeezed at his cock. The big man's fingers dug into the spongy flesh of 
her ass as his long hose jerked and he began to pump long, slippery jets of 
cum into her. 

Barbara screamed and jammed one of her pointed breasts into Jim's gaping 
mouth as she fought to milk his cock and coax the last burning drops of 
semen into her thirsty belly. 

"Sweet, baby," the big man moaned when the last spasms of joy left them and 
his softened cock slipped free of the frantic grip of her slot. "Suck it, 
baby, suck it for me." 

Nothing bothered her when she was with Jim, Barbara didn't even hesitate 
before she slipped off his prostrate body and pushed her tousled head down 
over his sweaty belly until her lips found the slick shaft of his spent 
cock. 

A tiny tremor of satisfaction rumbled deep in her cum-soaked pussy as the 
lovely girl began to lovingly suck and lick at the flaccid tube of flesh, 
cleaning away the musky mixture of sperm and love lube, rolling it back and 
forth over her tongue before she swallowed it. "Pluze, Jum," Barbara mumbled 
as she obediently sucked on his cock. "Tuke cure of mu, I'll bu guud tu yu, 
dun't lut thiise others gut mu agun." 

Jim didn't answer, but it didn't matter, Barbara felt safe and secure as she 
sucked at the limp cock and teased the heavy balls with the silky tips of 
her fingers. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

". . . sure, I'll tell her, if I see her . . . Right, at Sam's as soon as 
she can." Barbara sat curled up on the bed, she had been staring out the 
trailer window at the dark, cloud laden night sky, but now she had turned 
staring at Jim as he put the camp phone back in its cradle. 

Jim avoided the blonde's questioning eyes as he sat back and lifted his 
coffee mug. "There's a party going on in Sam's trailer, you are being 
paged." Barbara felt herself growing cold and stiff inside, she stared at 
the big man with hurt eyes. 

"But.. . you promised . . . you promised to take care of me." Jim didn't say 
a word. Barbara stood up and hurried across the room to face him. "Call him, 
tell him about.. . us.. . he'll understand.. . I know he will . . . just 
tell him that you don't want me to go." 

Barbara's last faint hope died when she saw the look on Jim's face. There 
was a long, uncomfortable moment of silence between them before the 
shamefaced director could bring himself to answer her. 

"Tell him what? Tell him that I've been banging one of his prime chicks and 
that now I want her for myself?" Jim shrugged holding his hands up as he 
did. "Can't do that, doll. If I don't complete this flick I won't get paid 
and if I go back to town broke I'll go to the slam on an alimony beef! I 
can't afford you, chick. You'd better trot your pretty little ass over to 
the boss's trailer and report for work." 

Barbara could feel the tears welling up in her eyes but she was too angry 
and disappointed to allow herself to cry. The lovely girl picked up her 
jacket and started for the door but then she stopped. "But . . . today . . . 
we've spent such a beautiful day together. I thought.. . doesn't that count 
for anything? You're cutting me off." 

Before she could go on Jim turned on her and the girl was shocked and hurt 
by the cold, remote look on his face. "Shut up! You're damn right I'm 
cutting you off! What in the hell did you expect, true and everlasting 
love?" Jim made a sharp cutting motion with the palm of his hand. "There, 
you're cut free! Thank you very much for the pleasant day. I think you are a 
nice kid and a great piece of ass, now go over to Sam's and hop through his 
hoop, I have to and there's no reason why you can't! 

Feeling as if she'd been slapped in the face, Barbara rushed out of the 
trailer, almost tripping and falling on the wooden steps as she left. It had 
stopped raining for a while, but the soil was still soft and spongy with 
water as she stamped blindly away from the big director's trailer. 

See? They're all alike. There's no difference between Bruce and all those 
men who used mama and these animals here! The voice in her mind raged as 
Barbara staggered and slipped over the uneven path. They all want to 
humiliate you, use you and then pass you around like a used car!" The angry 
girl shook her head and daubed at her tears with the back of her hand. Delia 
was right, there was no love or concern in any man! 

Without realizing it, Barbara's stumbling feet had led her directly to Sam 
Spealman's trailer, even in the darkness the girl knew that it was his 
trailer by the extra size. As she stood staring at the lighted windows the 
trailer's door swung open and Barbara was caught in the light that flooded 
out. 

"Well, I wondered about you. I thought that maybe you'd run away from home," 
Delia said with a note of laughter in her smoky voice. The handsome woman 
came down the steps and took Barbara by the hand. "Come in here, Sam's been 
looking for you." 

The moment that she came through the door, the lovely blonde's knees began 
to shake, she could barely see the people in the room because of the thick 
smoke and the mixed odors of whisky and sperm made her silky flesh crawl 
with apprehension. 

No one paid her any attention as Barbara was led across the room to a 
darkened corner. The people that she could see were sitting or laying close 
together and as her eyes became accustomed to the smoky haze Barbara 
realized that most of them were naked! 

There was a large cushion propped up against the wall of the trailer and 
Barbara was pushed down against it. "Now stay loose and be friendly," Delia 
said with a twisted smile. "This is all part of the job, remember what I 
told you?" 

Despite the chill outside it was warm in the trailer. After a few moments 
Barbara was forced to slip out of her heavy jacket. Looking around, the 
pretty script girl recognized most of the people at the producer's party. 

Barbara saw a familiar figure not ten feet away, when the woman shifted 
position the young blonde recognized Evelyn Marshall. For some strange 
reason the girl felt a bond between herself and the character actress, after 
all, they had both been forced to satisfy the dirty, selfish needs of Tex 
Richards. 

Evelyn lay pressed against a man. Barbara couldn't make out the man's face. 
The graying blonde was naked to the waist and from the way that she was 
sighing and wiggling the girl knew that the man was sucking and nursing at 
her pillowy, blue-veined breasts. 

The door to the trailer's bathroom swung open and Barbara's attention was 
drawn to a slim figure that stepped into the room. It was Becky Marsh!! 

The rest of the room seemed to fade away, all that Barbara could see, all 
that she could think about was the pretty little child actress as she 
crossed the room and sat on the bed beside Sam Spealman. The girl wore her 
long, brown hair piled high on her head, that style left her long, slender 
neck bare and seemed to emphasize the childishness of her budding body. 

All that Becky wore was a gauze-thin pair of briefs. Barbara could easily 
see the small swellings where the child's breasts would someday be, then her 
eyes slid down over her slender figure to the spot between her slim, 
adolescent thighs. The child's panties were pulled tight between her legs 
and the plump outline of her tiny vulva was plain to see. 

Sam Spealman was talking to someone else but when Becky sat down beside the 
man slipped an arm around her shoulders and drew her close. 

Delia had told her about this, but Barbara hadn't really believed it until 
this moment. Sam's hand slipped down under the little girl's arm and his 
fingers absently pinched and pulled at her tiny nipples as he continued to 
talk to the other person. 

There was no expression on Becky's face, Barbara couldn't tell if the girl 
enjoyed what was happening to her or not, she made no effort to move away 
from the touch of the producer's hand. 

"Aggghhhhh, that hurts.. . go slower, baby." The whimpering moan near her 
pulled Barbara's eyes away from the little girl for a moment. There was 
movement in front of her and as her eyes focused the young blonde felt her 
flesh begin to crawl. A dark, slender woman had risen to her hands and knees 
and Tex Richards was kneeling behind her. Looking closely, Barbara could see 
the grimace of pain on the woman's face as the big cameraman thrust his huge 
rammer deep into the clinging circle of her anus!! 

"Unnnggghhhh, you're tearing me. . . awwwww, God, you'll hurt me, take it 
out, baby, take it out of my asssss!! " The woman's hoarse voice rose to a 
near scream and Barbara felt her own tiny rectal opening pull tight in 
sympathetic response. 

"Hey, pal," Tex panted to a man who lay beside them. "Shut her up, that 
yelling hurts my ears." The other man grinned as he got to his knees and 
positioned himself before the crying woman. 

Barbara felt her vulva grow hot and moist as she watched the second man 
calmly unzip his fly and pull out his half-hard cock. The young blonde hated 
herself when she realized how aroused she was, but she made no effort to 
look away. 

The second man twined his fingers in the slender woman's hair and jerked her 
head up to meet his cock. The light from across the room splashed across the 
woman's face and Barbara realized that it was Mona Marsh, Becky Marsh's 
mother!! 

The second man slapped Mona on the cheek twice before the tortured woman 
opened her mouth and allowed him to stuff his flaccid cock into her. Barbara 
shivered and glanced over at the little girl who sat on the bed. 

Becky looked tense, her expression hadn't changed but she was leaning 
forward and the glitter in her eyes told Barbara that the girl was watching 
as one man brutally sodomized her mother while another forced her to suck at 
his thickening prick. 

There was a sense of frantic madness all around her, Barbara felt the fear 
and excitement mixing in her belly and spreading out over her body and she 
knew that she was losing her grip on reality. 

Sam turned and followed Becky's gaze, then grinned and bent his head to 
whisper in the little girl's ear. At the same time the producer's hand 
slipped under the top of the child's briefs and Barbara could see the 
outline of his fingers as they teased and fondled her plump little pussy. 

Barbara was so engrossed with the spectacle of the balding producer teasing 
and arousing the girl beside him that she didn't respond when a large hand 
fell on her bare knee and squeezed. It wasn't until she realized that 
another hand was jerking the front of her blouse open that she turned to see 
who was attacking her. 

"Havin' a good time, honey?" It was a shock to come face to face with Rick 
Tolliver. The huge movie star wore a wide, shining grin on his handsome face 
as he inched closer to her. "Old Sam knows how to stage a blast, doesn't 
he?" 

At any other time it would have been like a dream come true. In person Rick 
was just the same as he was on the screen, the same elegant Virginia drawl, 
the famous face, the brilliant smile. But here, in this smoky, terrible 
place it was frightening. 

"Your name is Barbara, isn't it?" 

The young blonde nodded wordlessly, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the 
man's, even to watch as he fondled the swollen globes of her up-thrust 
breasts. "Sam said that you and I would get along and I think he was right!" 

Barbara wanted to run, she knew that she should tear herself away from the 
man and run, but it was much too late, her muscles had slackened and all the 
fight had drained out of her, leaving her soft and ready for the big movie 
star. 

Rick's strong arms pulled her up against him, his shirt was open and Barbara 
moaned as she felt her stiff, pointed nipples being scratched by the wiry 
hairs of his chest. The broad palms of the man's hands slid up the back of 
her thighs and under her skirt, Barbara whimpered and pressed herself tight 
against the man as his hands gripped her full buttocks and pressed her pussy 
up against the hard outline of his cock. 

It was like a dream, a vile, exciting sex dream. Barbara shivered and 
murmured as she felt her panties being torn in half and the tattered remains 
being pulled away. Barbara squealed and snuggled even closer to the big man 
when the broad tip of a finger wormed in between the sweaty cheeks of her 
ass and found the moist lips of her vulva swelling and parting for him. 

She lay face down on Rick's broad chest, her full, throbbing tits rubbed and 
caressed his flesh while his finger dipped and dove in the watering opening 
between her thighs. 

Out of the corner of her eye a flash of movement across the room caught 
Barbara's attention. As she lay wiggling and sighing on Rick the lovely 
blonde watched Sam Spealman pull a pliant Becky Marsh to her feet and pull 
the panties away from her plump, hairless little cunt before he sat her down 
on his naked lap. 

The little girl lay limp, her head rested between Sam's neck and shoulder as 
she let him spread her slim thighs wide. Barbara stared with desire at the 
naked cunt that was exposed by the splayed legs, she moaned and scrubbed her 
own woman's sex against the man beneath her as she watched Sam insert a 
finger into the wet, red little slot. Becky stiffened and began to wiggle 
her childish bottom as the finger forced deep inside her baby twat. 

Rick was lifting her and Barbara realized that her hands were busy undoing 
his belt and jerking his zipper down. The lovely blonde supported herself on 
her hands and knees long enough for the man to jerk his trousers free and 
kick them away. When she lay back against his warm body the script girl felt 
her pussy squirt fresh drops of lube as the man's naked hard-on rubbed and 
pressed against the dripping lips of her sex. 

On the bed across the room the little girl's thighs were jerking and lifting 
as Sam's finger expertly drove her to a terrible state of arousal. Barbara 
could see the fleshy folds of the child's hairless cunt glisten with lube, 
the finger rubbed and pressed against the baby clit as dewy drops of her 
love juice squirted out. 

"Hop on, kid," Rick gasped. Barbara moaned as the big man's strong fingers 
dug into the yielding flesh of her ass and lifted her. Rick had wadded her 
skirt over her hips and the shuddering blonde felt herself being lifted and 
then lowered on the powerful shaft of meat beneath her. 

"Annnnuuuggghhh, oh God, it's biggggggg," the script girl gasped. She hadn't 
seen Rick's tool but she could feel how terribly, shockingly huge it was! 
The head of the monster cock found the fluttering mouth of her vagina and 
plugged it tight. The young blonde could feel every terrible fraction of an 
inch of the fluted glans as it stretched the tight confines of her 
love-sheath wide and entered her. 

Across the room, Becky's tiny hand had found the up-thrust shaft of the 
producer's fat cock and was curled tight around it as she expertly 
masturbated him. 

Beneath her, Rick was jabbing his large erection into the frantic grip of 
Barbara's cunt. The young blonde moaned, rolled her hips and worked like a 
woman possessed to help the man force all of his throbbing dong into her. 

There was a strangled, gurgling sound near her and the sweating, straining 
blonde turned her head just in time to watch as Becky's mother caught the 
full blast of the cock in her mouth. An awful, mindless excitement ripped at 
Barbara as she watched Mona's skinny throat flex and then swallow. The young 
blonde could see that the second man's cock was forced deep in the woman's 
throat and she was forced to drink all of the greasy cum that was being 
poured into her. Behind the kneeling, gasping woman Tex strained and rammed 
himself into her anus. Barbara could see a trickle of blood running down the 
woman's thigh and knew that the cameraman's horrible cock had torn her 
stretched asshole. But, Mona didn't seem to mind, the woman rolled her hips, 
jerked her body back and met each shattering thrust of the bloated spear 
that filled her bowels. 

"Unnnnnggggghhhhh, Oooooooo it's terrible," Barbara gasped as she stared at 
the terrible act of sodomy taking place in front of her. The shaken blonde 
wanted to be shocked and sickened, but all that she could feel was the awful 
rush of blind lust as it took her over, body and soul!! 

Rick was all of the way in her now, the young script girl could feel every 
painful inch of his rigid cock inside of her. The walls of the girl's 
gushing cunt were stretched wide to accommodate it's pulsating girth, her 
muscles were strained to squeeze and suck at the mushroom shaped head. 

"Fuck, go on bitch, work on my cock!! " There was a harsh, demanding sound 
in the famous star's voice and before she could obey him one of his broad, 
hard palms thwacked hard against her sensitive ass! 

"Unnnnngggghhhh!! Don't. . . " Barbara moaned, but the hand spanked her 
again and the lovely girl was shocked when she felt a new, unreal gush of 
pleasure. The sting of the spanking was turning into electric shocks of 
pleasure and each time that the hand swatted her wobbling, trembling ass 
cheeks a fresh flow of love juice would gush out of her and coat the fat 
piston of flesh that was stretching and opening her! 

"Awww . . . owwwww!! ! I'm doing it, please, stop! I'm fucking as hard as I 
can!" Barbara squealed. The blonde's small body jerked and twisted on the 
pole of meat that held her connected to the grinning movie star. She could 
feel a steady, warm flow of her love juice as it squirted out of her and ran 
down her widely splayed thighs. "Unnnngggghhhhh, Ooooooooo, Goddddddd!! " 

A high, thin wail of pain and excitement burned it's way into Barbara's 
confused mind. The lovely girl didn't stop her frantic wiggling ride on 
Rick's cock as she looked around for the source. 

Across the room, in a pool of light that fell on the wide bed, Barbara saw 
terrible, lust-enraging sight. Sam Spealman lay propped against the wall, 
little Becky Marsh was sitting astride the producer's thighs, her tiny hand 
was under her naked bottom and she was helping the stuff his blood gorged 
cock into her hairless baby cunt! Barbara felt a cream of desire and 
excitement rip from her throat as she watched the child violated so 
deliciously! 

"Oooooggghhhhhh, the blonde panted, she rocked forward and jammed one of her 
sweat coated tits into Rick's mouth. At the same time the girl clamped the 
muscles of her cunt around the awful width of his cock and began to tug and 
milk at it. "Make me cummm," the lovely script girl whispered fiercely. 
"Make me pop for you, big man, I have to have it now!! " 

A deep, rumbling laugh greeted her, beneath her the big man surged upward 
and lifted the naked blonde on the post of his monster cock. Barbara 
screamed happily then screamed again when both of Rick's wide palms smashed 
into the spongy flesh of her ass. 

"Awwwwhhhh, yesssss!! ! Hurt me! I deserve it, spank me baby, I deserve it!! 
! " The room seemed to spin around her, Barbara forced her swimming, tear 
filled eyes to watch poor little Becky as the child forced her slender, 
hairless body down on the fat cock. And, when Sam's fat balls rubbed against 
the child's rubbery little ass, Barbara felt the wonderful release of her 
orgasm. 

"Unnnngggghhhh, fuck, harder, tear me in half," the blonde squealed. 
"Aaaaauuuiiiieeeeeee!! ! ! " 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

The last ripples of her orgasm had hardly faded when the shocked girl felt 
her excitement rising again. The stinging rain of slaps continued and each 
time that Rick's hard flesh struck hers the moaning, sweating little blonde 
would wiggle and bounce on his throbbing, wrist-thick post. 

The dull, wet sound of flesh smacking against flesh caught Barbara's 
attention and as she bucked and waggled on the bar of meat that was trying 
to tear her in half she turned her head. 

Tex was still ramming his long, blood-coated cock in and out of Mona Marsh's 
stretched ass. The big man had gripped the soft flesh of her cheeks and was 
pulling them wide as he worked himself in and out of her. Another man had 
taken possession of her drooling, dripping mouth and was sawing his bloated 
cock in and out over her willing, distended tongue. Barbara watched, 
hypnotized as a long, quivering strand of cum swung and danced from the 
woman's chin and she accepted the awful truth, she wished that she had a 
long, hard cock jammed in her mouth just like that! 

"Agggghhhhhh, I can't stand it, you're too tight!! " The ragged note in 
Rick's voice told her as much as the frenzied tension of the man's body. 
Barbara moaned and shook her head, making her long, blond hair whip around 
her face as she forced her small body down on the thick cock and worked the 
muscles of her pussy around the pulsating shaft. 

"Cummmmmmm," the lovely blonde whispered urgently. "Shoot it in me! Fill me 
with your filthy shit!! " The dirty words rolled off of her tongue without 
hesitation. All of her old inhibitions were dead, she'd given up her pure 
vision of herself and was content to behave like a slut, just like her 
mother always had! Barbara moaned and made her tight little cunt suck on the 
terrible dong that was ripping into her. The lovely girl could feel the 
cock's glans flex and then jerk and in an instant she found herself having 
another shattering, mind-destroying orgasm as the warm flood of the star's 
semen gushed into her to fill her to overflowing!! 

"Ogggggghhhhhhh," Barbara moaned. It felt too good, she couldn't stand 
another of those beautiful shocks. The lovely blonde's eyelids fluttered, 
her knees weakened as she tried to bounce up and down on the stiff, erupting 
cock, then she fell. 

Powerful spasms of joy were shaking her, Barbara whimpered as the thick cock 
was pulled free of her sloppy cunt. The blonde fell on her side and watched, 
hypnotized as a thick, gooey jet of cum shot out of the swollen cock and 
splattered on her shaking belly. 

"Agggghhhh, Goddddd," the girl screamed as another spurt of cum arched 
through the air and soiled the white, quaking flesh of her burning breasts. 
Before she could stop herself the girl ran her hand over the slime and 
worked it into her flesh, each time that the tips of her fingers brushed 
over the painfully swollen points of her nipples she would grind and waggle 
her drooling cunt, helping the frothy, white fluid to work down between her 
soft ass cheeks and coat her tiny, pink asshole. 

The chilled rim of a glass bumped against her teeth and then a a cold 
trickle of whisky and water was poured down her throat Barbara coughed then 
forced herself to swallow the liquid. After a few seconds the burning of the 
whisky in her belly shook the girl back to life and she was able to help as 
warm hands pulled her upright on the cushion. 

The party was still in full swing, everywhere that she looked Barbara saw 
naked bodies joined and straining against each other. Almost at her fee Mona 
Marsh lay, the little girl's mother was passed out, the flesh of her 
upturned ass was mottled and Barbara could see the finger marks turning to 
bruises. 

Her memory came back to life and against her will, the shaken script girl 
glanced toward the big bed. Becky Marsh lay sprawled on the bed. Her 
slender, childishly thin legs were parted and the lovely blonde could 
clearly see the trickle of white cum that was running down out of her 
reddened little cunt lips. 

"Sam wants you, come on, let me help you clean up a little," Delia said in a 
soft voice. Barbara turned her head and stared at the older woman. Delia was 
naked and the full, hanging fruit of her breasts were only inches away from 
the confused girl's lips. 

A wicked impulse struck her and as Barbara allowed herself to be pulled to 
her feet, she caught a thick nipple between her lips and gave it a warm, 
lingering suck. "Stop it! Not now," whispered Delia, but her tone softened 
and Barbara sighed happily as the woman's hand made a quick, caressing pass 
over the girl's firm little ass. 

"In here, doll. Let's get you washed, the handsome brunette said as she 
pulled Barbara into the close bathroom. The rumpled blonde stood passively 
as Delia wet a washcloth in the tap and then began to bathe her. 

Barbara could feel the power of her aroused state, it blunted her judgment, 
it stilled the faint moral protests that her mind was still trying to 
transmit to her. All the lovely girl could really feel was the throbbing, 
greedy demands of her body. It was as if she had been starving all her life 
and was now faced with an unending banquet. There was no sensation of shame 
in her when the young woman felt Delia's hand drag the warm washcloth 
between her reddened, scratched inner thighs and let it wash away the drying 
trails of cum that soiled her there. 

The script girl didn't flinch when the other woman kissed her as she ran the 
damp cloth over her swollen, up-thrust breasts and pinched at the spiky 
nipples. 

"You've been having a good time! I watched you turn Rick inside out," Delia 
whispered. 

Barbara thought that she could hear the faint edge of jealousy in the older 
woman's voice. "Well, darling, you're going to get your now! I know that you 
were watching Sam fuck that little girl, well he's going to use you now and 
I hope he fucks you until your brains melt!! " 

As the acid comments burned into her brain, Barbara whimpered because the 
lovely brunette was working the wet cloth between the sensitive lips of her 
pussy and hurting her reawakening clitoris. 

"Hummph, I wondered when I would find you," Sam muttered when Delia pushed 
Barbara, freshly washed and prepared, onto the bed. 

"I told Becky about you," the producer mumbled as he drew the lovely blonde 
to him. "She's a good little girl, does what I tell her." 

Looking over Sam's naked shoulder Barbara's eyes met and locked with Becky 
Marsh's. The script girl was shocked and surprised by the open hostility she 
read in the naked little girl's eyes. 

Sam grunted as he pulled Barbara's naked body up on the bed, Becky didn't 
move and the embarrassed blonde felt her naked thigh pressed tight against 
hers. "The three of us are going to have a little party, don't worry about 
those other creeps," the producer said as he waved his hand in a circle that 
included the rest of the trailer. "Those dumb bastards don't count. The 
three of us, that's who count." 

There was a drunken, slurring sound in Sam's voice. Barbara was frightened 
when she realized that no matter what the producer decided to do to her, no 
one would dare lift a hand to stop him. 

"Come here, baby," Sam said as he jerked at Barbara's wrist. The man's 
thick, hairless cock lay limp across one thigh. "Do you like this little 
cunt, Barbara? Becky is a pretty little twist, isn't she?" 

"She's . . . very pretty," Barbara whispered breathlessly as she was drawn 
across Sam's naked thighs. The little girl was watching her intently and she 
was embarrassed when she realized that Becky could see the firm flesh of her 
bared breasts rubbing and clinging to the man. "I . . . like Becky, very 
much," Barbara saw a subtle change in the naked little girl's expression and 
she was ashamed of herself when she thought of how much she really did like 
Becky Marsh! 

"Yeah, Becky's a little fox," Sam said with an obscene chuckle. "After I 
broke her in she's been having a ball. The kid has a real taste for cock." 
Sam's free hand descended on the longhaired little girl's flat tummy then 
slipped down to cup the whole of her puffy, dripping little cunt. Becky gave 
a delicate little shudder and immediately began to do a slow roll with her 
hips. 

Sam turned his attention back to Barbara. "Get me up again and the three of 
us will have our own party," the balding producer said with a leer. Barbara 
wanted to refuse but then the man's hand pressed against the back of her 
head and she melted. In seconds the man had her head pressed down between 
his thighs and the blonde's full, pouting lips were mashed up against the 
fat spheres of his balls. 

A shudder raced through her, Barbara felt her pulse begin to hammer in her 
veins and the greedy lust that lived inside of her rose up to take control 
of her rounded, undulating body. The blonde's slender fingers closed around 
Sam's limp cock and began to squeeze and pull at it as she lifted it. The 
script girl knew that Becky was watching her but that didn't stop her as she 
drove her wet tongue deep under Sam's hanging balls and began to lick and 
suck at them. 

"Do you like that?" The sound of Becky Marsh's voice in her ear startled 
Barbara, she had been so busy kissing and nuzzling the man's heavy balls 
that she hadn't noticed the child creeping up beside her. Becky knelt on the 
other side of Sam, her wide, child's eyes watched every foul moment of the 
act that the script girl was performing. 

"Mr. Spealman taught me how to do that," Becky whispered as she leaned down 
next to Barbara's ear. "That first day that I met him, he took his big thing 
out and taught me how to suck on it, it scared me at first, but now I like 
sucking on his big cock thing." 

It was a nightmare! Barbara heard the childish pride in Becky's voice and 
the words of her shocking confession echoed and exploded in the blonde's 
ears. Barbara was sickened by what Becky had told her but she was excited 
too! 

The blonde began to tremble when the little girl's cool hands began to 
stroke and lightly massage her bare shoulders then drift down over her back 
and under her. 

"Mr. Sam said that I should be nice to you," Becky giggled. "He said that if 
I let you know how pretty and nice I think you are that you would do some 
nice things for me." Before Barbara could answer the child's fingers slipped 
up over the curve of one hanging, swaying breast and began to gently, shyly 
milk at the long, pointed nipple! 

"Oooooo, Becky," Barbara moaned as her tongue increased the pace of the 
saliva bath she was giving Sam's balls. "Don't, baby, that's not nice.. . It 
feels lovely but.. . don't." 

Becky didn't pause for a second, her fingers continued to pinch and stroke 
the flesh of the blonde's swollen globe. "It's all right. Mr. Sam said it 
was all right, besides, you said it felt good, why not do it?" 

There was no answer, Barbara's mind spun and twisted but she couldn't force 
herself to make the little girl stop, she couldn't convince herself that she 
wanted her to stop. 

Sam's thick post of flesh was standing hard and full in her hand, the man 
caught Barbara's chin and lifted it away from his glistening balls and 
directed her red lipped mouth to the swollen, purple head. 

There was nothing that she could do, Barbara's tight little pussy was wet 
and slick again and something inside of her ached to mouth and pull on Sam's 
fleshy club. Ignoring the little girl beside her, Barbara fastened her lips 
around the naked, bloated head of the cock and began to noisily suck at it. 

Beside her, Becky murmured and wiggled closer, the naked child's thighs 
rubbed against her own, her hands touched and explored her mature, woman's 
body while she sucked and slobbered on the cock. 

"I can help," the little girl whispered eagerly. "Look, I can help." Becky's 
head ducked between Sam's parted legs and as Barbara sucked on the head the 
little actress began to suck and pull on his heavy balls. 

After what seemed like hours, Sam pulled Barbara's siphoning lips away from 
his pulsating post and pushed her flat on the bed. Becky giggled and 
transferred her attention to Barbara. "Your face is all messy," the child 
whispered as she bent close to examine the blonde's dripping lips. Before 
the woman knew what the child intended she had pressed her lips against hers 
and was happily kissing her and sucking the slimy love lube from her at the 
same time. 

Barbara shuddered and wanted to scream with shame, but she didn't move, her 
lips softened and began to respond, when Becky's pointed little tongue 
forced its way into her mouth the blonde whimpered and began to suck on it. 

Behind her, Barbara heard the scrape of a drawer being opened but she paid 
no attention as she surrendered her last tatters of self control and hugged 
and kissed the excited little girl. 

It wasn't until she felt the smooth, white cheeks of her bottom being pried 
apart and something slick and greasy being spread over the puckered rosette 
of her anus that she understood. 

The naked blonde tried to pull away but another pair of hands were helping 
Sam keep her pinned to the bed while Sam prepared her. Barbara managed to 
look back over her shoulder and watch with growing fear and horror as the 
man took a large glob of the ointment he was using and coated the full 
length of his bloated cock. The frightened script girl also saw that it was 
Delia who was helping hold her down so that her boss could sodomize her! 

"Ohhhh, nooooo," the blonde whimpered. "Don't let him do that to meeeee." 
But Delia only stared at her with triumphant eyes. "Please, you were right 
about men, please help me." 

"Shut up," the older woman snapped. "You need a lesson, bitch and I'm glad 
that it's Sam that is going to give it to you. You'll wish that you'd stayed 
with me instead of running off and whoring around. This will teach you!" 

Becky was watching too, Barbara lifted her head and stared helplessly as the 
naked little girl positioned herself so that she could see everything that 
happened. 

Barbara felt the pressure on her back as Sam positioned himself between her 
shapely, splayed thighs and leaned against her trembling ass. The air around 
her seemed to be charged with electricity, Barbara moaned and shivered as 
she felt the greased head of the fat cock slip between her parted cheeks and 
rub up and down the deep vee of her ass, the knob rubbing and nudging 
against the tingling circle of her tightly drawn sphincter. 

"Oh God, nooooo," Barbara whimpered, she could see several people around the 
room watching as Sam prepared to mount her and a new flush of shame and 
excitement washed over her. 

"Pull her ass up a little," the producer grunted and Barbara felt Delia's 
fingers dig into the soft flesh of her waist and she had no choice, she had 
to allow her greased bottom to be lifted. 

"Oh, yeah," Sam said behind her. Barbara bit on the tip of her tongue to 
keep from screaming with fear when the blunt head of the cock was pointed 
directly against her anal opening. "This is going to be good, a tight, 
cherry ass is just the thing!" 

The man's hands caught the sharp angles of her hipbones, using them as 
handles. Barbara moaned and shuddered as she felt herself being drawn back 
against the fat post of flesh that pressed against her. There was a sharp 
burst of pain, the blonde gasped and wiggled feebly as she felt the glans 
bulling its way past her sphincter ring. 

"Unnnggghhhhh, ohhhh my God." Her voice sounded hoarse and strained in her 
ears. Barbara could feel her body grow tense and rigid as she fought to keep 
the thick cock out of her virgin rectum. Behind her the girl felt the 
stretching, pulling pain lancing up her spine and began to babble as the 
knob of the cock popped past her anus and entered the dark, warm mystery of 
her rectum! 

"Awwww, it's . . . it's too big, you're hurting me!! Take it out . . . 
unnnngggghhhhh," Barbara moaned. It was awful, she had never felt anything 
so large or painful inside of her in her life. The naked blonde wiggled and 
shook as the big man forced inch after fat inch of his organ into the 
frantic grip of her ass. 

"Damn, she's so tight that she's trying to bite it off," Sam grunted. "Keep 
on wiggling kid, that's the way, shake that ass so that I can get it in!" 

A terrible thing was happening. Barbara felt the pain and the humiliation as 
Sam's greased cock took possession of her stretched anus but even worse than 
that was the tiny, glowing coal of pleasure that had come to life inside of 
her. The blonde gasped and shook her head in a vain attempt to drive the 
pleasure out of her, but nothing helped. Barbara's fingers clawed at the 
sheet beneath her, her toes splayed wide like animal claws and tore at the 
bedding as her burning asshole was stretched wider and wider by the 
advancing cock. 

"Look at her, the slut likes it, don't let her kid you, Sam, the dainty 
little pig likes getting a prick stuffed up her ass!! " Delia's voice rang 
with hot excitement. Barbara tried to deny what she said but nothing would 
come out of her throat but the savage, guttural grunts of satisfaction. 

"Hey, look at Becky," a voice beside the bed whispered. Barbara heard a 
muffled snicker and looked up. The sight that greeted her almost made the 
tortured blonde faint. The naked little girl sat with her slim legs spread 
wide, she supported herself with one hand while she masturbated herself with 
the other. Barbara was so close that she could see the individual drops of 
love juice oozing out of the child's hairless slot, see the hard, irritated 
tip of the baby clitoris as the girl strummed her forefinger back and forth 
over it. "Look at that little fox, I never knew that a twelve year old could 
get it on like that!" 

She knew it was coming, Barbara moaned and shook her head in desperate 
denial but when Sam's deep voice filled her ears she wasn't surprised in the 
least. "Work on her, Barbara. Pull the kid up to you and suck her off, I 
want to see that!! " 

Barbara whined and shook her head but the producer only laughed and struck 
her unprotected ass a stinging blow. "Suck her cunt I said!! " To add to her 
torment the balding man cruelly thrust forward, jamming another two horrible 
inches of cock into the burning ring of her ass. 

Barbara howled and bucked under the continuing combination of deep, ripping 
thrusts of the penis and the awful spanking that made the globes of her 
bottom burn With pain and excitement. 

The blonde's fingers trembled as they reached out, her tongue was watering 
and her full lips open wide when she grasped the child and roughly pulled 
her forward until her tongue made contact with her slick little meat pie. 

Sam was imbedded in her all the way, Barbara could feel his balls sway and 
slap against the open, drooling lips of her cunt as he began to fuck her 
with his greased pole. The hard shaft and swollen head nudged and pushed at 
her insides, it made room for itself where nothing had ever been before. 

The screams and bubbling moans of pain and pleasure that leaked out of her 
were muffled by the fat vulva of the little girl. The taste of the child's 
love lube filled her mouth, coated her tongue and the worst part was that 
the script girl loved it and greedily tried to suck her dry. 

"Unnnngggghhhh . . . gaaaaahhhhhh," Sam snorted. The head of his cock seemed 
to explode inside of Barbara's greased ass and she felt herself filled by 
his hot cum. The sticky slime coated the fat cock and made it move faster 
inside of her, she screamed and bucked wildly as her thirsty bowels drank 
his cum and the first ripples of her forced orgasm welled up and drove her 
mad!! ! 

"Aiiiiiieeeeiiiii!! ! ! " The scream was muffled by Becky's cunt The little 
girl began to whimper, then squeal as her own climax made her adolescent 
body buck and forced her slim thighs to clamp around Barbara's head force 
the blonde to drink deep of the fresh flow of girl-cum that gushed and 
bubbled out of her. 

A voice called out of the blackness that surrounded her. "Spank her again, 
Sam. Keep her motor running because I want some of that," and the blonde 
hated herself because she caught herself wishing that the speaker would 
hurry!! 

 CHAPTER NINE 

The rain and the clouds had blown away and the sunlight was crisp and clear. 
Barbara was surrounded by the bustle and tension of the motion picture set, 
but it didn't excite her. The lovely blonde logged the next shot and then 
got up from her chair and began to walk. 

It was better when she kept busy or moving. But even as she paced, Barbara 
was reminded of the twisted, unreal night that she'd spent in Sam Spealman's 
trailer. Every time that she moved, the script girl could feel the raw, sore 
pull of her badly loosened anus, it was better now, last night she'd been 
afraid that it would never close, but it was tighter now and except for the 
soreness she felt almost normal. The tiny pains around her ravaged rectal 
opening brought on memories and the blonde couldn't stop her mindless body 
from glowing with remembered excitement when she thought of the things she'd 
done and seen during the long night 

Bits and pieces fluttered around in Barbara's mind, she remembered being 
rolled on her back and a large technician climbing astride her to plug her 
frothing cunt with his hard meat, she remembered the wet cling of lips 
pulling on her breasts, her lips, her sperm-filled pussy, when Delia and 
Evelyn had worked her over between them. 

Impatiently, the lovely blonde shook her head and tried to drive the 
thoughts away but in looking up, her gaze met and locked with Becky Marsh's. 
The child actress was wearing an old-fashioned hoop skirt and a bonnet 
covered her long brown hair. Becky stood beside her camp chair and when she 
saw that Barbara was looking at her she smiled and licked her lips with a 
red, pointed tongue. 

The memories came flooding back into her mind and Barbara could see herself 
as she'd moaned and whimpered. Becky was beneath her and she had squatted on 
the little girl's face and taught her to suck her cunt while she'd been busy 
masturbating two fat cocks until they erupted in her fists and shot all over 
her face and bouncing tits. 

Reluctantly, Barbara tore her eyes away from the eager little girl and 
turned her back. The shame was still in her, but it no longer burned and 
hurt the way that it had before. Last night had taught her something about 
herself, something terrible and dark. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do 
when the lust had control of her, there wasn't any act too foul or degrading 
that she wouldn't perform gladly if it meant another of those lovely, 
enslaving orgasms! She had to face the truth about herself, she was worse 
than her mother, lower and even more insatiable!! 

"That's a take," Jim Walters called out over his bullhorn. "We'll break for 
lunch now." As he turned to set the horn down on his portable desk the 
director's eyes met Barbara's. The young blonde defiantly stared back at 
him, daring him to speak to her, daring him to try to pretend that he hadn't 
cut her adrift and traded her soft body for a steady meal ticket. 

All around them the cast and crew scrambled down over the rocks and headed 
for the mess tent, Barbara and the big director stayed put until they were 
alone. 

"Look," Jim said in a low tone. "I've been thinking about what happened 
yesterday and . . . well I.. . " 

Barbara could feel herself weakening and quickly turned away from the man. 
Sweet, bitterly, sweet memories struck her as she hurried down the hill, the 
blonde was angry with herself for thinking about the tender day of 
lovemaking she'd spent with Jim, it was better for her to think about the 
foul night she'd spent with Sam instead! 

By the time that she reached the trailer village, Barbara had calmed 
herself, she paused for a moment then decided against lunch and turned 
toward the trailer that she shared with Delia. 

The young script girl had one foot on the steps and was about to enter the 
trailer when the sound of voices stopped her. A man's voice rose in anger 
and instantly Barbara recognized it. It was Sam Spealman! Just the sound of 
the producer's voice made the lovely blonde's bottom tighten defensively and 
she winced at the pain. 

". . . and I say you don't understand! Sam, you have to get yourself under 
control," Delia snapped as she moved around the trailer. There was something 
about the tone of the assistant producer's voice that caught and held 
Barbara. The young script girl moved around the trailer and stood in the 
shelter of some brush as she listened at an open window. "They are coming up 
here! I warned you that they would. What are you going to tell them when 
they find out that we are already two days late and we've been out her for 
four? This isn't some group of dumb investors that you can fool around with 
Sam, this is Solly Barrone! That gangster is going to come up here and tear 
your ears off and if he doesn't one of those two muscle boys of his will!! " 

"What do you want me to do? For Christ's sake Delia, I'm trying to bring it 
in on time, I can't be responsible for when it rains!" 

Delia laughed and banged something on the table. "Don't tell me, tell Solly 
and his friends. You owe them Sam, you owe them big and unless this thing 
looks like a big winner they'll give you the deep six and I mean that 
literally! That press party is coming up here day after tomorrow, what do 
you think they'll write about this old potboiler that you chose for a 
script? You'd better be ready to pull a rabbit out of your hat, mister, a 
big, furry one!" 

Barbara heard the sound of footsteps heading for the front of the trailer 
and she hurried away before she was caught listening. 

The girl wasn't watching where she was walking as she moved up the path 
toward the cliffs again. What she'd heard surprised her, it had never 
oc-cured to her that such a famous man could be in financial trouble or that 
he could have backers that would actually harm him if he didn't come through 
for them. 

"Look, we have to talk. I'm sorry about what I did but I can't do anything 
about it now, won't you just sit down and talk to me?" Jim had a hold of her 
arm, Barbara was startled as she looked up to find herself near the thick 
growth of trees at the far end of the shooting area. The girl looked up into 
the big man's eyes and felt some of her anger settle and then, slowly, drain 
away. 

"Before . . . before we talk," Barbara said shyly. "I just heard something 
that I think you should know." Slowly at first, then with growing confidence 
Barbara repeated the conversation that she'd overheard at the trailer. 

At first Jim's expression didn't change, but as Barbara went on and supplied 
all of the details a smile grew on his lips until it became a full-grown 
grin. 

"Ha! I wondered what was happening! I wondered why Sam Spealman would take 
on such a cheesy script and use so many low price, washed-up people!" Jim 
let go of Barbara's arm and paced up and down the small clearing around 
them. "So! The great man has his ass in a crack, eh? Solly Barrone! Do you 
know who Solly is?" Barbara shook her head in bewilderment. "Mr. Barrone is 
none other than the West Coast Rep for an old and established 'family' of 
under the table investors! Sam must be desperate to do business with them, 
no matter what he does they'll own him! He'll have to run like a madman just 
to stay in one place with that mob!" 

Jim walked back to her and put his arm around Barbara's shoulders. "I knew 
that Sam had some bad backers when he hired Rick Tolliver, that bastard 
would be in prison or the crazy-house if it wasn't for all the money that he 
owes around, but I never dreamt that it would turn out to be Solly Barrone!" 

Jim turned to say something to her, their eyes met and Barbara felt the 
electric shock between her silky thighs. Jim moved closer and pulled the 
trembling girl up to him until her soft belly rubbed against his fly. "Thank 
you," the director said, simply. "What you've just told me might be very 
useful to me, thank you." 

She was a fool! Barbara felt her anger slipping away as she melted up 
against the director's body. She should hate him, despise him but the only 
emotion that she felt was the slow, melting sensation in her belly as her 
face was tilted up for a kiss. 

With each passing second Barbara softened a little more. When Jim slipped 
his tongue into her mouth she nursed at it like a starving child, when his 
big hands cupped and lifted at her ass-cheeks she forgot all about the 
soreness there and eagerly scrubbed the firm arch of her pelvis against the 
front of his pants. 

Her blouse was open and the young blonde's shaking fingers were pulling the 
zipper of Jim's pants down when the snapping sound in the underbrush warned 
them that someone was coming. Barbara didn't care anymore, but Jim picked 
her up and quietly pulled her back among the trees just seconds before a man 
and a woman walked into the clearing and spread a blanket. 

It was the color, Barbara recognized the blanket at once and felt the quick 
thrill of renewed excitement race through her. "It's Dawn Renay and her 
lunch," the girl giggled into Jim's ear. When the director grinned and tried 
to pull back she jerked at his arm and shook her head. "No! I want to watch! 
I want to," Barbara hissed and Jim shrugged and nodded in agreement. 

Dawn had slipped out of her costume and all she wore now was a long dressing 
gown. From the care less way that the gown was wrapped around her it was 
easy to see that the famous actress was naked underneath it. "What did you 
say your name was, darling," Dawn said as she stepped forward and plastered 
herself up against the man's broad chest. "You told me your name but I 
forgot." 

"My name is Dave, Miss Renay. Dave Forrest," the sound of the man's voice 
surprised Barbara and when he turned his head she was even more surprised, 
it wasn't a man, it was a teenaged boy! 

"That's one of the kids that's an apprentice on the light gang," Jim 
whispered in Barbara's ear, the girl could hear the amusement in his voice. 
"Old Dawn is really working through the list, this kid can't be a day over 
seventeen!" 

Barbara was way ahead of him, a clear and sharp burning sensation was 
building up in the knot of her stiffening clitoris, she watched raptly as 
the movie star murmured and whispered to the boy at the same time that she 
was rubbing her body against his. Dawn's robe had fallen open and the boy 
was staring down at the sensuous brunette's dark, turgid nipples. 

When Dawn stepped back from the boy Barbara almost called out in surprise 
when she saw that the front of his jeans had been opened and the long, white 
pillar of his cock jutted out. 

"You're such a lovely boy," Dawn purred as she knelt before the teenager and 
pulled his jeans down, then helped him slip out of his heavy boots. "I wish 
you'd been there last night, it was a wild party, you would have loved it!" 

Once Dave was naked, Dawn paused long enough to slip free of her open robe; 
then she wrapped her arms around the kid's waist and began to massage his 
jerking hard-on with her large, firm breasts. 

"You know that little blonde girl, the script girl? You should have seen 
her, darling. Sam made her the center-ring attraction! She is delicious, you 
should have seen her when Sam plugged that fat cock of his into her tiny 
asshole!! " Dawn groaned happily and caught the boy's swollen cock between 
her chin and her shoulder and caressed it that way, letting the dripping 
head of the dong wipe itself in her thick hair. 

"It made me cum just watching her take that cock, dear, it really did," Dawn 
sighed as she pulled back a few inches and began to avidly lick at the boy's 
erection. 'That's why I was so happy when we met this morning, it was all 
that I could think about!" 

Barbara felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment and peeked to her side to 
see how Jim was taking it. The tall director was staring intently at Dawn 
and the boy and the blond could see a growing lump under his fly. 

Jim was so engrossed that he didn't respond when Barbara deftly finished 
unzipping him and then snaked his long, half-erect prick out and into her 
waiting palm. 

The tall, sunburned boy was groaning, his eyes never left the incredible 
sight of the famous woman on her knees before him lovingly sucking and 
pulling on his cock. From time to time Dawn would look up at him and try to 
smile as she gave him head. 

Once she was satisfied that the boy was as hard as he would get, the naked 
brunette gave the bloated head of his dong a last, lingering suck then 
pulled it free of her mouth. The actress reached into the pocket of her 
discarded robe and brought out a shiny tube. As she unscrewed the top of the 
tube and squirted some of the contents onto her fingers, the woman whispered 
to the trembling boy. 

"It's going to be lovely! I'll show you how its done and I know that you'll 
dig it." After rubbing her palms together, Dawn began to work her hands up 
and down the solid, lightly haired stem of the boy's cock, coating it from 
balls to glans with a slippery looking gel. "I've been going crazy for it 
since last night, just do what I tell you and I'll be extra nice to you the 
next time, darling," the famous actress begged softly. 

Once the penis was greased Dawn squirted another string of gel on the tips 
of her fingers and turned, with her back to the boy and began to work the 
gel back and forth over her own wrinkled, brown anal opening. 

Barbara shuddered and began to jack Jim's long cock off with urgent, frantic 
strokes as she watched the other woman on the blanket. Dawn had pressed her 
forehead against the blanket, her tanned ass cheeks waved invitingly in 
front of the boy as a long, red-nailed finger caught a thick blob of the gel 
and forced it inside of her tiny opening. The woman groaned, her belly 
heaved and her free hand dove between her splayed thighs and two fingers 
were stuffed into the empty lips of her dark-furred cunt. For a few more 
minutes Dawn stayed like that, one finger buried to the knuckle of her tight 
asshole and two fingers working the lube that leaked out of her into a 
white, sticky froth. 

"Uhhhhhhh," the brunette finally whispered as she jerked the finger out of 
her stretched anus. "Nowwwww!! Go on, boy! Please, put that lovely cock of 
yours in my ass, just the way I told you to do it!! " 

Barbara trembled, she leaned forward and watched, straining along with Dawn 
as the boy inched up close behind the naked woman and let her guide the 
dripping, swollen head of his penis up to the dark flesh of her rectal 
opening. The script girl felt movement beside her and realized that Jim had 
pulled his totally erect cock out of her grip but she was so caught up in 
what was happening behind her that she paid him no attention. 

"Awwwuuuggghhhh, so biggggg," the star whimpered. Barbara's own sore little 
asshole began to burn in sympathy as she watched inch after greased inch of 
the boy's cock slide into the straining woman's ass. Then, just as Dave had 
managed to cram all of himself into Dawn's stretched anal passage the script 
girl felt her own skirt being pulled high over her hips and her panties 
being jerked down to her knees. 

Barbara was on her hands and knees as she peeked out at the two on the 
blanket. Jim had moved in behind her and was roughly pulling her thighs 
apart, working one thick finger in and out of the slippery lips of her 
pussy. Barbara didn't dare fight, she didn't dare make a sound because she 
wanted to see every dirty, twisted moment of what was happening before her, 
no matter what the man behind her intended to do with her wiggling, 
shivering body. 

"Now fuck," Dawn chanted. "Fuck me you lovely, big-cocked kid! Just think 
someday you can tell someone that you fucked Dawn Renay in the ass and she 
begged you for more!" The two fingers were still buried in Dawn's bubbling 
cunt. She balanced on her forehead and used her free hand to help the 
shaking boy to establish a steady, driving rhythm as he sodomized her so 
perfectly! 

"Awwwwhhhh!! Yessesss! That's perfect, hard and deep, lover," Dawn moaned 
happily. "Keep moving that big thing in and out of me, let me feel every 
inch of your beautiful sausage!! " 

A long shuddering sigh leaked out of Barbara when the girl felt Jim move up 
against her and the delicious length of his well-remembered organ filled her 
yearning vagina in one, long thrust! 

"Ooooooo, you're hurting me," Dawn squealed but when Dave tried to stop and 
withdraw the woman turned savage and rammed her shaking bottom back against 
him again. "Noooooo, don't pull it out! I want you to hurt me! Don't you 
understand? You have to hurt me and make me scream if it's going to be any 
good!" 

Reaching back between her splayed thighs Dawn managed to catch the 
bewildered boy's hanging balls and squeeze them hard. Dave snorted, one of 
his big fists slammed down into the middle of the delighted woman's back and 
he bulled forward with his cock until Barbara thought that he would split 
her in half! 

"Yesssss, that's the way, mean and hard, Dave! Punish me," the brunette 
gasped, her tongue was protruding out of her mouth as if the presence of the 
thick intruder in her bowels left no room for anything else inside of her. 
"Kill me with your dong, kid, make me scream for your hot, thick cum in my 
guts!! ! " 

"Ohhhhhh, I love it, you're too much," Jim whispered in her ear. Barbara 
whimpered softly and began to play with her clitty as the long, hard pole of 
her lover's cock drove in and out of her. Jim went so beautifully deep that 
the blond pretended that the spouting head of his spear would come ripping 
out of her open mouth at any second. The girl shivered and waggled her ass 
as best she could, making the penis inside of her twist and jerk while she 
frantically rubbed at the swollen button of her clit. 

"Ohhhhhh, Christ!! ! ! ! " Dave's howl of delight tore the air, the handsome 
teenager's back stiffened and he rammed himself to the balls in the 
yielding, brown flesh of the movie star's asshole. Barbara could imagine the 
hot gush of youthful cum spurting up into the brunette's belly and the 
thought alone pushed her over the brink! 

"Aaaaaiiiieeee," Barbara screeched, not caring who heard her, not caring who 
saw it happening to her. "I'm cumming, ohhhhh, baby fuck me!! ! " From the 
other side of the bushes another high, feminine scream rose where Dawn Renay 
danced and wiggled as the groaning boy pumped long stringy jets of cum into 
her stretched, sucking asshole!! ! 

 CHAPTER TEN 

It was wonderful, the rest of the afternoon was exactly the way that Barbara 
had always thought that working on a film would be. She enjoyed herself, she 
thrilled when things went well and suffered with the others when they 
didn't. Every time that she would brush against Jim or their eyes would meet 
the lovely blond would feel that warm hunger in her belly and wish that they 
were back in the forest and that her man's long, stiff probe was popping in 
and out of her again. 

At last the sun dipped behind the ridge and they had to stop filming. The 
cast and the crew chatted happily as they walked down the hill toward the 
trailer camp but the laughter and all of the talk abruptly died when they 
saw a large, black sedan pull up the road and come to a stop in front of 
Sam's trailer. 

Once they were in the camp Barbara noticed that everyone in the group was 
careful to steer away from Sam and Delia, they all went to their trailers or 
the mess tent and left the producer to greet the passenger of the sedan 
alone. 

"Isn't that something," Jim said, once they were in his trailer. "It's like 
something out of an old Warner Brothers gangster movie! I can't believe that 
the 'boys' still dress and behave like this, it's like time passed them by!" 
The big director paused a moment and then laughed as he opened his ice box 
and rummaged around in it, looking for something for them to eat. 

Barbara tried to laugh too, but the humor wasn't there for her, the young 
blond could remember the sound of real fear in Sam and Delia's voices and 
the strong warning chill that ran up her spine killed any impulse to laugh. 

Hours later the field phone by the door buzzed and even though she'd been 
waiting for it, the sound made Barbara jump. Jim looked at the phone and 
then at her and the girl could see the growing resolve in his face. But 
before he could answer she jumped to her feet and picked up the phone 
herself. 

"Yes . . . yes, Delia . . . right away . . . I understand . . . yes." Jim 
was on his feet as she put the phone down, but Barbara didn't give him time 
to speak. "No! I know what you want but.. . I can't let you mess yourself up 
just because of me. Sam . . . could wreck you and I couldn't let that 
happen. We'll . . . think of something." 

The big director was still standing in the middle of the room, staring after 
her, when Barbara shut the door and stepped out into the dark, mountain 
night. 

You 're a liar the voice inside of her whispered. Barbara shook her head 
angrily but the voice wouldn't stop. You're a liar and a whore! You let him 
think that you are sacrificing something, that you are going down there 
against your will when you know it's a lie. 

It was a lie! The voice was telling the truth, the blood was bubbling in her 
veins, her pink nipples were growing hard and pointed and pressing out 
against her blouse and between the silk and warmth of her thighs Barbara 
could feel her soft pussy swelling and growing beautifully moist. 

The young blond tapped on the door of the trailer and waited, there were 
lights on inside but they weren't as bright as they had been last night and 
there was no heavy thump and throb of music pouring out into the night. 
After a few moments the blond heard the muffled thud of footsteps coming to 
the door and then the door swung open and she was met by an ugly man wearing 
a dark, perfectly cut suit. 

For a long moment, Barbara stood staring up at the man, she was aware of the 
unreasoning fear that was building up inside of her, but she also felt the 
charge of electric arousal that his very ugliness ignited between her 
smooth, rounded thighs. 

"It's all right, Vinny," Delia called out in a strained voice. "She's the 
girl that I just called." 

The swarthy man's expression didn't change as he stepped aside to allow 
Barbara to pass, but the girl thought that she could see the glitter of 
interest in his dark eyes as she brushed by him. 

There were only a few people sitting around the living room area of the 
trailer, it wasn't a party, at least not a party like the one the night 
before. As she was being introduced the pretty blond could see the strained 
smiles on Sam and Rick's faces, she heard the nervous quaver in Delia's 
voice. 

"This is Mr. Barrone, one of our backers and his . . . associates." the 
brunette finished lamely when she realized that she didn't know the last 
names of the two goons who were guarding Solly Barrone. 

Solly gave Barbara a brief but penetrating glance that made the girl feel as 
if she'd just been stripped naked, then he nodded and turned his attention 
back to little Becky Marsh. 

As soon as she sat on the couch Barbara could sense the powerful 
undercurrent of sexual excitement all around her. It was as if everyone in 
the room was tensely waiting for a signal. 

"Sit up here on my lap, baby," Solly said in a deep, scratchy voice. "Let 
Uncle Solly see how nice you look in the dress he brought for you to wear." 
Without hesitation the little girl clambered up onto the gangster's lap and 
preened for him. 

Becky looked beautiful, her long brown hair had been brushed until it 
gleamed, she wore a frilly little girls dress that was much too short and 
rode all the way to the tops of her thighs when she sat. Barbara could see 
the white froth of lace that edged the little girl's panties. The child 
actress wore long, white stockings that almost reached her knees and shiny 
black shoes, in short she was perfect for the part. 

Everyone in the room sat very, very still and watched as Solly acted out his 
seduction scene. "Ummmmm, you look pretty, honey," the darkly handsome man 
said, his manicured hand patted Becky's bare thigh-flesh and the girl smiled 
and wiggled happily on his lap. 

"Does the dress fit all right? I hope it isn't too tight for you." 
Pretending to check the fit of the frock Solly ran his hand up under Becky's 
dress. The movement of the man's hand pulled the frilly hem up with it and 
Barbara could plainly see dark, hairy fingers pinching and probing the 
outline of the child's vulva. 

Becky smiled, shyly she nibbled at her lip, then sighed and leaned back 
against Solly's arm as she spread her slender, hairless thighs a few inches. 
Solly's fingers had pressed the material of the child's panties into her wet 
little crack and every movement he made obviously excited her. In moments 
the man had the pretty child wiggling and rolling her hips, Barbara could 
imagine the firm little ass cheeks massaging the smiling man's growing cock. 

"Ohhhhh, you like that when Uncle Solly plays with your fat little pussy? 
That's good, honey, but I think we should take this dress off before it gets 
all messed up, don't you?" Becky's eyes looked sleepy and hooded as she 
dreamily nodded her head. "OK. Let Delia help you undress, baby," the 
gangster said in an eager voice. 

Suddenly Barbara found that she couldn't watch anymore, looking around, the 
girl caught sight of Mona Marsh. Becky's mother sat primly on the edge of a 
chair, her eyes moved restlessly around the room, looking at everything but 
what was happening to her twelve year old daughter. From time to time the 
nervous woman would take a long pull on a tall drink that she clutched. Each 
time that she moved her head the slim woman's glasses would flash, giving 
her a strange, inhuman look. Barbara caught herself wondering what it must 
be like to sit there and watch a man molest a child and know that you were 
the one who sold her to him. 

A rustling sound pulled Barbara's attention reluctantly back to the little 
girl. Delia was on her knees beside the child, she'd just put the folded 
dress to one side and was about to roll the long, white stockings down the 
lovely little girl's legs when Solly shook his head and held out his hand. 

The little girl was smiling when she gracefully hopped up on his lap and 
settled back against Solly's chest, all she wore was a pair of sheer, lacy 
panties, her shiny shoes and long stockings. For a long, sensuous moment the 
man just ran the flat of his palm over the tiny swellings of Becky's budding 
little breasts. The child began to tremble and rotate her firm little 
bottom. Then Solly boldly thrust his big hand under the waist band of 
Becky's panties and began to play with her. 

"Oooooooo, that feels nice, Uncle Solly," Becky whispered, speaking for the 
first time. Solly 

Barrone looked up from the half-naked child that he was fingering and 
realized that everyone in the room was watching him. The man scowled and 
looked pointedly at Sam. 

The balding producer swallowed nervously when he saw the look. "Hey, let's 
not just sit here, let's all have us a little fun!! " 

That was the signal that everyone was waiting for. Barbara saw Sam catch 
Delia by the wrist and pull the lovely brunette to him. Rick Tolliver's grin 
was still a bit shaky but he motioned to Mona Marsh and the trembling woman 
obediently got to her feet and moved to join the handsome star. 

Barbara was so busy watching the others that she didn't see him coming until 
the big, ugly man named Vinney took ahold of her wrist and pulled her to her 
feet. The lovely blonde looked up into the man's brutal face and shivered as 
drops of love juice squirted out of her puffing, dampening sex. 

"Take it cool," the big man rumbled at her. "I ain't gonna hurt you or 
nothing like that." Still holding her wrist, the man turned and headed for a 
pile of cushions thrown in the corner of the room. 

"Take your stuff off," the man grunted. For a moment Barbara felt insulted 
that he would be so casual and blunt with her, but when she looked into his 
dark eyes her knees began to shake and she meekly did as she was told and 
stripped her shapely body naked. 

Vinney didn't look at her as he took off his coat, then carefully placed a 
heavy, blue automatic on the floor beside the cushions. 

Barbara felt the warm air in the trailer circulate over her lush body, felt 
it creep in between her thighs and ruffle the soft, blonde hairs that 
covered her burning pussy. The lovely blonde stared at the frightening gun 
and felt a powerful, sexual shock! Barbara didn't move, she stood very still 
and waited for the man, not daring to say or do anything until she was told. 

When he'd folded his slacks then kicked off his shorts, the big man turned 
back to face her and Barbara heard herself moaning softly as she stared 
hungrily at his thick, gnarled tree-trunk of a cock. 

Vinney stared at Barbara and as he did he wrapped his fingers around his 
stiffening dong and jerked at it, making it grow even longer and thicker 
before her eyes. 

The lovely girl felt her feet taking her forward and didn't resist, she had 
the strangest feeling that all of this had happened before. Barbara felt 
happy, as if she'd been waiting for this moment all of her life. Vinney 
didn't say a word as the girl replaced his hand on his cock with both of her 
own and then gently began to frig at it, letting the thick drops of his lube 
wet her fingers and then oil the terrible, knobby length and width of his 
spear of flesh. 

All of the shame was gone, all of the shyness and fear had evaporated, 
Barbara felt secure and at home as her soft hands made love to the ugly 
man's throbbing cock. 

A faint, broken grin creased Vinney's face and he slipped an arm around 
Barbara's waist and pulled her up to him. "You like to fuck? Are you going 
to give me a good time, blondie?" 

Barbara's nipples grew into painful needle points and she eagerly pressed 
herself against the man's solid, hairy body, the words gushed out of her 
easily. "Oooooo, yesssss, I'll do anything that you want, Vinney." 

It was right, Barbara loved the feeling of surrender, she realized how good 
it felt to put her glowing, twitching body in the man's hands and give him 
the freedom to use her in any way that he wanted. 

"Yeah," the big man breathed in her ear as he pulled Barbara down on the 
cushions with him. "You're little, I like to fuck little broads." He didn't 
have to touch her, he didn't have to rouse the lust inside of her, Barbara 
was ready in a second. The lovely girl's pussy was wet, her heart was 
hammering inside of her the moment that they lay side by side. 

The young blonde still clutched at the man's huge dong and as she stared at 
it she felt an almost painful urge to have it inside of her, in her mouth, 
her cunt, in her ass, anywhere! 

Barbara wiggled close against Vinney's body and began to lick and whisper in 
his ear. "Do you want me to suck your cock? Would it make it feel good if I 
licked and sucked on your big, fat cock?" 

The freedom that she felt was a little frightening, Barbara felt as if she 
were driving down a hill with no brakes as she rubbed her smooth, lovely 
body against the man and eagerly masturbated him. 

Vinney didn't bother to answer her with words, his hand caught Barbara by 
the shoulder and roughly pushed her down until she lay curled across his 
hairy belly, her pink tongue darting and flashing over the post of flesh 
before her. 

The young script girl was able to look around at the other couples as she 
stretched her mouth wide and crammed the bloated knob of the gangster's cock 
inside. She sucked and licked at the glans as her eyes darted around the 
room. 

Delia was naked and knelt before the couch, the older brunette rested her 
elbows on the coffee table while Sam hunched and rammed himself into her 
from the rear. Barbara was excited by the sway and j iggle of the lovely 
woman's heavy breasts and when she remembered how nice it was to suck and 
tongue those thick nipples she whimpered with excitement. 

Rick Tolliver lay back on the couch, his big body was nude and his long cock 
was half hard as he watched Mona Marshall perform. The woman knelt before 
him, her blouse was gone, and her skirt was pulled up over her hips as she 
lewdly finger-fucked herself. Mona still wore her glasses and looked like a 
prim librarian as she gave the movie star a private showing of her wet cunt. 

But the best was Becky and Solly. When she saw the man and the child on the 
bed Barbara almost had a climax! Solly was naked, his penis was erect and 
more than half of it was stuffed in the wiggling little girl's dripping 
mouth. Even across the room the blonde could hear the rasping, bubbling 
sounds the child made as she tried to suck the man off. 

Becky's panties and shoes were gone, but she still wore the long stockings. 
They made her look even more pornographic as she lay belly down on the bed 
and greedily gobbled the man's flesh. 

Solly was smiling down at the little girl as her head bobbed in his lap. He 
supported himself with one hand and was using the forefinger of the other to 
work in and out between the clenched globes of the girl's clenched ass 
cheeks. From where she was Barbara couldn't tell if he was fingering her 
little pussy or her tiny asshole! 

The musky taste of Vinney's cock had flooded her mouth, Barbara eagerly 
drank a mouthful of mixed lube and saliva and moaned with excitement as the 
sticky drink slid down her throat and into her belly. 

The big man's hand cupped her soft, cushiony bottom and the blonde lifted 
one leg in a blunt, obscene invitation for him to touch her burning vulva. A 
thick fingertip stirred in between the hairy folds of her cunt and then 
flicked hard against the pulsating tip of her clitoris. "Auuuugggghhhh, God, 
that hurts," Barbara whimpered as she tore her lips away from his dripping 
cock-head. But Vinney ignored her protests and did it again. This time the 
lovely blonde's shapely ass began to wiggle and in seconds she was on her 
knees, shaking and waggling her defenseless bottom against his hand. 

Fingers twined in her hair and the delighted blonde felt herself roughly 
jerked around and pulled up on Vinney's body. Her scalp stung and the soft 
flesh of her inner thighs was scratched by the hairy body beneath her, but 
Barbara didn't mind. When she tried to reach down between her open thighs 
and fit the head of Vinney's powerful bar of flesh into her the big man 
rudely slapped her hand away and did it himself. 

There was an evil, careless excitement inside of her, Barbara whimpered and 
wiggled as Vinney ran the mushroom shaped head of his cock up and down 
between her lube slick pussy lips. She heard her voice begging and wheedling 
at him before she knew that she intended to speak. 

"Put it in!! Don't you understand? Put your fat cock in me and fuck me, 
Vinney, now!! " Barbara tried to force herself down on the upright post 
beneath her, but Vinney only laughed and held her away with one hand while 
he casually slapped her face with the other. 

"Shut up cunt," the big man grunted. "I'll fuck you when I want to." The 
slap hurt her but Barbara shrugged the pain aside and tried even harder to 
screw her pulsating, open vagina mouth down on the purple knob beneath her. 

"What's the matter, can't none of these fairy actors around here fuck you 
right, kid?" Vinney laughed at her when Barbara moaned in response. "All 
right, blondie, I'll fuck you if you need it that bad." 

She wasn't ready, Barbara didn't know what he was going to do when he 
gripped her narrow waist with both hands and jerked her down on the fat post 
that was nuzzling between the frothing lips of her yearning pussy. 

"Awwwww!! ! " the lovely blond screamed. Her supple back arched and she sat 
stiffly upright as the man pulled her down on his horrible cock in one 
stretching, ripping motion! "You're going to . . . kill me," Barbara grunted 
helplessly as the gnarled cock made room inside of her tight, gushing love 
sheath. The beautiful girl could feel every hair, every swollen and 
distended vein of the cock as it bulled against the walls of her vagina. 
"It's sooooooo big," the blond moaned and beads of sweat popped out on her 
upper lip and in her hairline. t 

Inch by inch Barbara felt herself slipping down on the cock, she could feel 
the love juice pouring out of her as her sex vainly tried to lubricate the 
penis and ease it's journey into her shaking belly. 

"Oggghhhhh, God," the blond whimpered. Her belly muscles tightened, her 
fingers clawed at Vinney's muscular shoulders as she helped him by pulling 
her resisting body down on his post of meat. "It's never been like this 
before," Barbara babbled. "I've never felt so full, so perfectly full in all 
my life!" 

Vinney grinned up at her and began to rotate his hips. Barbara gasped then 
squealed as the monster inside of her began to twist and turn, the hairy 
base of the cock rubbed and scratched against her greedy clit until it 
brought her off! 

"Aaaaahhhh . . . aaaaiiiieeee!! ! " Barbara screamed shamelessly, she knew 
that every eye in the room was turned to her as she jerked and flopped on 
the end of the cock. "I'm cummmminnnggg!! ! ! Oh God, slam it to me. You're 
making me cummmmm!! ! ! " 

Bright, terrifying bursts of pleasure shocked her system. Barbara shook and 
moaned as a flood of her love lube gushed out around Vinney's cock and wet 
her thighs and his heaving belly. She was forced to gasp for air as each 
spasm seemed to wring her out and rip her apart. Barbara's heart was 
thundering under her ribs and vile, obscene things leaked out of her mouth. 

"Fuck . . . ahhhh fuck me harder!! Ohhh, baby, plug me with your cock, 
faster, harder!! ! " 

Finally the spasms began to die, Vinney still bucked and thrust under her, 
ramming his impossibly thick cock in and out of her. But, when she thought 
she was finished the lovely, sweating blond felt something warm and wet 
running up and down the tight crack between her buttocks. Looking over her 
shoulder the girl stared in disbelief as she watched Mona Marsh, on her 
knees, avidly licking and sucking at her defenseless little anus. 

"Ohhhhhh, noooooo," Barbara moaned as the tongue flicked and pressed against 
her rear opening. "Don't . . . ohhhhh don't . . . aaaagggghhhh!! ! I'm 
cumming again . . . aaaaiiiieeee!! ! ! " 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Barbara moaned as she felt the firm meat plunging in and out of her drenched 
cunt. The young script girl opened her eyes and looked past a man's heaving 
shoulder and saw the clock on the wall. Two hours, she'd only been here two 
hours yet it felt as if she'd been taking hard, upright cocks into her tight 
cunt for days! 

"Is it good, lady? You like it deep and hard like this?" Barbara groaned and 
forced her bottom to perform a weak wiggling motion as she focused her eyes 
on the man who lay on top of her. 

It was the other bodyguard, it took the sweating, sighing girl a few moments 
before she could remember his name. It was Jake, Jake Shultz. The base of 
the blond man's rigid cock was brushing lightly over the sore, tender nubbin 
of her clit and Barbara almost began to cry when she realized that she 
wasn't too tired to cum again, her thighs shook and rose until they clamped 
the man's sides like a jockey on a horse. The exhausted girl rocked her 
pelvis and helped Jake whip his deliciously hard prod in and out of her. 

"Agghhh . . . that's good, bitch," the blond man gasped. The head of Jake's 
cock jerked and then Barbara felt the warm sluice of a fresh load of cum 
fill her. "Unnnggghhhh, shake your ass!! " 

The second that he was finished squirting his sticky load into her bubbling 
cunt the man's cock began to soften and the pace of his stroke slowed. 
Barbara whimpered and hugged him tight as she frantically tried to gain her 
own pleasure against the wilting rod of flesh. 

"Don't," the lovely girl pleaded. "Keep on going, don't leave me up in the 
air like this. Make me cum, damn you!! " 

Jake laughed at Barbara's feeble blows as he pulled back. The girl whimpered 
and slapped at him as his soft, limp cock popped free of her blond, cum 
smeared snatch and dangled between his legs. 

"Look at her," Jake called out as he stood up. "Fucked four times and the 
little slut still wants more!! " Barbara began to cry, she rolled over on 
her side and hid her face from the rest of them as the greedy desire chewed 
and gnawed at her insides. 

"Shit, I'm fucked out for a while," Rick Tolliver called out. "Why don't we 
let old Mona and hot box there stage a little demonstration for us, that 
might warm me up!" 

Barbara heard the star's vulgar comments and shuddered. Since the party had 
begun he had become more and more outrageous. Solly Barrone had laughed at 
him and urged him on while he had used Mona Marsh in every rotten way that 
he could think of. 

She heard the sound of stumbling footsteps coming toward her and Barbara 
looked up just in time to see Rick shove a crying, blubbering Mona at her. 
The other woman stumbled again and fell sprawling against Barbara's naked, 
sweating body. 

"Ohhhhhh, God," the little girl's mother whimpered as she repeatedly ran her 
hand through her short, dark hair. "I didn't want it like this, I never knew 
that it would be like this," Mona gasped. "He did terrible things to me, he 
even . . . peed on me!! ! " The woman's tears subsided and Barbara found 
herself cradling her face against her bared, swollen breasts. 

Nasty, unreal fingers of excitement began to flow up and down her spine when 
Barbara thought about what she'd seen Rick do to Mona in the bathroom. She'd 
been on her knees, moaning and humping her back while Sam Spealman had 
worked his dong in and out of her. The door had swung open and the blond 
could remember the sick, twisting sensation in her belly when she saw the 
tall movie star with the woman. Even now, when she thought about it, Barbara 
couldn't stop herself from sneaking a peek at the big man's flaccid cock. 

Rick had jerked Mona's head up as she knelt before him, he held his limp 
prick in one hand and angrily shook her by the hair until she opened her 
eyes and looked up into his face. Rick had laughed and Barbara had seen the 
muscles in his belly tighten and a sparkling, yellow spray of urine had 
spurted out of his cock and drenched the screaming stage-mother's face and 
hair. 

"He made me drink it," Mona mumbled against Barbara's nipple. The blond 
remembered how Mona had jerked and coughed as the hot piss flooded her open 
mouth and then the way that she began to climax and scream as her throat 
worked and she swallowed a mouthful. 

"Get on with it, Mona," Tex called out from the couch. "If you don't bring 
that little blond cunt off I'll fuck you in the ass again and you know how 
much you love that!! " 

Mona shuddered and forced her trembling arms to push her away from the warm 
cushion of Barbara's body. The brunette's eyes were red and pleading for 
understanding as she began to whisper. 

"Please help me, I didn't know what it would be like! Mr. Spealman told me 
that he wouldn't hurt her, he told me that it was the only way that my Becky 
could get a part. I didn't know that he would turn her into a thing, an 
animal that fucks and sucks on command!! " 

Over Mona's shoulder Barbara could see the little girl laying sound asleep 
on the bed, her face was turned toward them and the blond could see a drying 
trickle of white cum running out of the corner of her slack mouth and down 
over her chin. 

"Mona," Tex called again, this time both women could hear the dangerous 
anger in the big man's voice. "I said bring that bitch off or I'll fix you 
good!" 

"I've never done it before, I.. . never wanted to," Mona sighed, but as she 
said that her elbows bent and still kneeling, the woman lowered her head 
until her lips were brushing against the tips of the blonde's pointed 
breasts. 

There had been something strange about the way that Mona had denied any 
interest in women but Barbara was too excited to pay any attention, the girl 
stared greedily as the lips began to nip and suck at her white globes. 

It didn't take long, in a matter of seconds a small group of naked people 
surrounded them while Mona sucked and squeezed at Barbara's glowing tits. 
The older woman moaned and mumbled something while her long, coated tongue 
began to bathe the blonde, working up under the firm, hanging swell to lap 
up the coating of salty sweat that covered them. 

A hand reached down in front of Barbara's face and pushed her back against 
the cushions. Mona didn't follow her and the moaning stage mother 
transferred her attention to the blonde's shaking belly and the thick ruff 
of blond curls that hid her sloppy cunt from their prying eyes. 

"Look at her go," a voice said with a sneer. "She told me that she wasn't a 
butch but the way that she sucks cunt makes her out a liar!" Barbara heard 
Delia giggle and looked to see the handsome brunette cupping and stroking 
Rick's long cock in an effort to make him hard again. 

"Anyone would dig it if they had Barbara's sweet little cunt to eat," the 
assistant producer said with a twisted smile. "I might even enjoy a bite or 
two myself!" 

Mona had pressed Barbara's smooth, white thighs high and wide and her mouth 
was making obscene smacking sounds as she sucked and tongued the thick flow 
of love juice and cum from the unresisting blonde's vulva. 

"You should have told me more about this little fox," Solly growled at Sam. 
The producer looked worried but didn't say a word. "She looks about as good 
as that little cunt on the bed." 

The gangster's hairy hand caught one of Barbara's wobbling, red tipped 
breasts and squeezed it. The blonde's body jerked, her head and her heels 
dug into the cushions and she arched up in a feeble effort to ease the pain 
of his torturous grip! 

"How about a nice sandwich?" Solly's laughing question bewildered Barbara at 
first. The girl moaned and shook as a rough hand pinched and cruelly 
squeezed at her elongated nipple. "You and me, Vinney, let's give this chick 
a popping she won't ever forget!" 

A big hand caught Mona by the shoulder and jerked the gasping brunette away 
from Barbara, the girl moaned unhappily when the woman's long, wriggling 
tongue was torn from the grip of her pussy and when she tried to stuff her 
own finger inside of herself to bring herself to the orgasm that she needed 
her hand was rapped aside and she felt herself being lifted in the air. 

Solly Barrone carried Barbara under his arm as if she -were a doll. As they 
approached the rumpled bed, Sam darted in ahead of them and scooped the 
sleepy, protesting Becky up and sat her on the floor beside them. 

Vinney grinned at her as he lay down, Barbara was lowered so that she knelt 
astride his hairy thighs and she moaned when she felt his half hard cock 
rubbing againt her stiff, burning little love bud. 

"Get his cock in that good looking snatch of yours," Solly demanded but 
Barbara was too frightened and too nervous to manage. Delia moved in beside 
her and the girl sighed gratefully when the older brunette caught the 
firming flesh and stuffed it into the greedy mouth of her wet and ready 
muff. 

"Again! . . . Ohhhhh, God, do it again," Barbara gasped as the ugly man 
thrust himself up inside of her. Each time that he fed her greedy cunt his 
meat it became stiffer and more powerful. It only took Vinney a few, bottom 
shaking thrusts to bring Barbara to the trembling verge of another of her 
climaxes. 

"Oooooo," the delighted blonde whimpered as she shook her bottom and rode up 
and down on the fat cock that filled her. "Aaaaahhhhh lover, give it to me 
hard!! " 

While she was still gasping and rolling her sweet hips Barbara felt someone 
move in behind her. At first the girl didn't mind, the feel of another warm 
body pressed against hers, the touch of a hand as it moved up and down the 
jiggling crease between her ass cheeks was pleasant. But then the blonde 
gasped and her whole body began to shake with fear. 

A thick finger had hooked in the soft, puckered flesh of her anus and was 
pulling at it! Barbara whimpered and tried to twist away from the second 
intruder but the rigid post of Vinney's cock held her in place as Solly 
stretched and opened her tight, tingling little asshole. 

"Oooooo, noooooo," Barbara pleaded breathlessly. "Don't, Mr. Barrone, I 
couldn't stand two of them like that, ohhh, please, don't do a terrible 
thing like that to me!! " 

"Shhhhh, kid," Solly whispered in her ear as he slipped his finger out of 
her anus and began to work the greased head of his hardening cock against 
her puckered rostte. "You'll love it. The two of us are artists, we'll 
double fuck you until you won't be happy with it any other way! Just relax, 
let yourself go soft so that I can plug that tight ass of yours." 

The fear inside of her raged and pulled at her but there was something in 
the man's voice. Against her will, the trembling girl felt her resisting 
muscles go slack and soft. The muscles around Barbara's clenched ass turned 
to butter and seemed to let her straining flesh reach out and suck at the 
tip of the handsome gangster's erection. 

"Look, look over here, baby," Delia's voice purred. Barbara's hanging head 
turned and the moment that her eyes focused on what the ex-actress held, a 
new, frenzied hunger flamed to life in her belly. 

Delia had torn a large mirror down from the wall and held it propped up on 
the edge of the bed. At first all that she could see was the thick 
juice-coated shaft of Vinney's cock as it moved in and out of her cunt in 
steady, soothing strokes. The blonde could see the hairy base of the prick 
kiss and rub against the hard knot of her clit and just seeing it made the 
sensation even nicer. Then Delia moved the mirror around until, by turning 
her head the lovely girl could watch as Solly Barrone began to force the 
drooling tip of his greased cock against the brown circle of flesh that 
protected her glowing asshole!! 

Barbara moaned and shivered, her nipples grew painfully hard and sharp as 
she watched the knob force it's way past the spongy circle of her sphincter 
and enter her. The lovely girl felt a fine dew of sweat break out on her 
body and wished that Mona was there to lick it off as she was taken front 
and rear. 

Solly grunted with pleasure as the muscle of her ass milked and tugged at 
his cock. The man's fingers tightened on her spread cheeks and the girl 
gasped with excitement and pain as she watched the swollen tube of flesh 
enter her rectum, the soft, puckered flesh clung to him and seemed to be 
pulled into her with it. 

"Ugggghhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh," Barbara grunted obscenely as the two fat cocks 
that plunged in and out of her met, separated only by a paper-thin wall of 
membrane she could tell that they were bumping and rubbing against each 
other and the knowledge of that obscene fact drove her into a delicious 
madness. 

"All right," the panting girl shouted at the two men who were taking her. 
"What's the matter with you two big, bad men? Can't you fuck me? Why don't 
you really give it to me, make me feel you in there!! " She got what she 
wanted, the girl screamed with pain and then with joy as the two stiff 
rammers began to bounce her between them. In seconds the two men established 
a rhythm. When Vinney was thrusting up into her squirting cunt, Solly was 
withdrawing, the suction of his departing cock setting up a delicious 
friction that threatened to pull her insides out with it. Then, when Solly 
would slam himself forward, making the springy, muscular flesh of her cheeks 
ripple and shake with the power of the blow, Vinney would be retreating, 
leaving room for her warm, slippery love lube to squirt out of her and oil 
his huge, gnarled piston. 

There was movement around her but Barbara didn't pay any attention until 
someone grasped her hand and forced it up around something hard and warm. 
Opening her eyes Barbara saw that Sam had pressed in beside the bed and she 
was jacking him off, working his thick cock back into a firm erection. 

Barbara heard Delia gasp on the other side of the bed and looked over to see 
the naked brunette being elbowed aside by Jake. The blonde gangster grinned 
at her and the girl didn't need to be told what to do, letting the two cocks 
that were slamming into her and the one that she was already masturbating 
support her she managed to wrap her fingers around the man's penis and begin 
to jerk and tug at it as well. It was beautiful, her ass, her pussy, both 
her hands were crammed full of hard, demanding cock, it was delicious! 

"Let me in there, damn it, let me in there!! " Rick Tolliver's handsome face 
looked pale and angry as he kicked Mona out of the way and crawled up on the 
bed beside Barbara. The whimpering, sighing blonde looked down between the 
man's thighs and watched with greedy interest as his cock stiffened and 
pulled up taut against his belly. 

There was no need for force, Barbara's tongue was already out of her mouth 
and she was ready, she would have sucked him without the use of force. But 
Rick didn't want it that way. The handsome man seemed angry and demanding as 
he gripped the girl's ear and pulled her around so that he could jam the fat 
knob of his big cock into her mouth. Barbara whimpered with pain, but just 
the same her tongue began to worm up and down the thick vein under the 
crown, she loved the musky, salty taste of the cock and realized that she 
was sucking the taste of Mona Marsh's slobbery cunt away from the flesh. 

Rick grunted and pulled the straining script girl's head closer to his belly 
as he forced the full length of his dong over her tongue and into her 
straining throat. The lovely girl gagged and bucked, she felt the flanged 
glans fucking in and out of her throat and was overcome by the terror of 
choking to death. 

"Ha, ha, ha," Rick laughed cruelly as Barbara fought to free herself from 
his thick cock. "I could kill her like this, look at her wiggle around!" 
There was a dull, smacking sound and then the handsome movie star let out a 
pained yelp. 

Instantly the cock backed out of her throat and Barbara was able to draw a 
ragged, gasping breath. Looking up the girl was gratified to see Rick 
rubbing a growing lump on his jaw, Solly had reached over her straining, 
tortured back and hit him! 

"Watch your ass, faggot! You've caused us enough trouble in the past with 
that crazy stuff! That's why you're so deep in hock to us now, don't you 
ever tired of roughing up dames and then having to come running to me to get 
you out of trouble?" 

Gratefully, Barbara rotated her sweaty bottom and rocked the straining 
muscles in her bowels to squeeze tight around the man's stiff dong, milking 
and kissing at it. The motion was good for Vinney too and in seconds the big 
bodyguard was groaning and snorting with pleasure as he unloaded another 
thick wad of cum deep insdie of Barbara's tight cunt. 

"Oooooohhhhhh," the blonde moaned. "Ut fulls guud," she mumbled around the 
fat cock that she still sucked and tongue. "He's cumming un mu, 
ooohhhhhhhh!! " 

Almost at the same time Solly roared his pleasure and his flashing cock gave 
Barbara's slippery intestines a lovely cum bath!! 

It all happened at once, the lovely girl could feel the hot cum gushing into 
her pussy and her stretched and tingling anus, her supple body twisted and 
bucked as the slime drooled and gushed out of her drenched body and her 
frantic actions brought on her own powerful orgasm. 

"Unnnnnggggghhhhhhhhh," the girl moaned, the breath gushed out of her so 
hard that it pulled her lips away from Rick's bloated cock. 

"Aaaaaaiiiieeeeeee, it's sooooo, gooooood," the girl screamed then she 
screamed again when the famous star shouted beside her and a thick stream of 
cum jetted out of the head of his cock and spattered into her open mouth. 
Barbara coughed and whimpered as her sperm coated tongue worked around her 
lips to find the last delicious drops. 

"Aggghhh, shit, her it comes!! " Jake's groan of pleasure was accompanied by 
Sam's as the two jerking cocks that she was masturbating erupted and began 
to spit their drool all over the naked, screaming girl's body. It was in her 
hair, on her face, dripping from her swaying breasts, running down and 
mingling with the sweat that poured off of her back. 

"Unnnnggggghhhh, ohhhhhh my Goddddddddd," Barbara screamed as she fell 
foward. "Do it again, do it to me again and again!! " 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Barbara lay flat on her back on the rumpled bed, Becky was bending over her, 
carefully washing away the last traces of the dried and crusted cum that had 
been smeared over her shapely body. 

Her animal passions had finally faded and for the first time in hours the 
young script girl was able to think clearly. Barbara refused to allow 
herself to think about the things she'd said and done during the savage 
orgy, she forced herself to concentrate on finding a way out the terrible 
mess that she found herself in. 

"I'm afraid, Miss Barbara," Becky whispered in her ear when she worked the 
damp cloth over the blonde's face. "At first it was fun but these men.. . 
scare me and they . . . hurt me too." The little girl shyly pressed her palm 
between her slim thighs to indicate where she had been hurt. 

Without thinking Barbara wrapped her arms around Becky and pulled the pretty 
little girl down beside her on the bed. Becky sighed and seemed to relax a 
little when Barbara pulled her close against her bruised and sensitive 
breasts. 

"I think they hurt my mama too," the little girl whispered fearfully. "I 
heard her crying but I didn't dare go see what the matter was." Barbara felt 
a flash of mixed shame and excitement run up her spine when she heard the 
little girl. She'd been there, she'd seen Rick Tolliver brutally and roughly 
sodomize Mona and then spank her until the poor woman ran out of the 
trailer. The sound of the man's big palm slapping against Mona's exposed ass 
still ran in her ears and Barbara was troubled when she remembered how she'd 
screamed and held the writhing brunette down on the cushions while the 
sadistic movie star brutalized her. There was no doubt, she had to get away 
from these people before they turned her into another Mona Marsh! 

"Help me Miss Barbara, I'll do anything you ask if you'll help me and my 
mama get away from Mr. Tolliver and his friends." To prove that she meant 
what she said, Becky lowered her tear stained face and then abjectly began 
to kiss and suck at Barbara's nipples. The blonde felt a guilty blush of 
desire wet the lips of her freshly washed pussy and for a few moments she 
weakened and allowed the child to arouse her. "I like you," Becky whispered. 
"I'll suck you, I'll do all the nice things for you that Miss Delia taught 
me to do." 

Barbara was ashamed of herself but she couldn't bring herself to stop the 
little girl until she had wiggled down between her soft thighs and began to 
lick and suck at the folds that hid her sore and worn pussy from prying 
eyes. 

But, when she moved to pull Becky back up beside her it was already too 
late!! Barbara heard someone thrash up off of the chair beside the bed and 
looked up into the angry, contorted face of Sam Spealman. 

The balding producer looked tired and worn as he reached for Becky and tried 
to pull her away from Barbara. "Leave her alone! She's mine, bought and paid 
for and no one can use her unless I say so!" 

There was the look of madness in the man's face and Barbara didn't dare 
oppose him. But, before he could pull the resisting little girl off of the 
bed, Solly Barrone's sleepy voice .stopped Sam in his tracks. 

"Shit!! ! Can't you leave the broads alone for a minute, Sam?" The gang 
leader looked grumpy and rumpled as he sat up and brushed his dark hair back 
from his face, Delia lay beside the man and the moment she heard his voice 
she sat up, her eyes wide with worry and growing fear. 

Solly got to his feet and found a towel that he wrapped around his naked 
middle. "I was trying to get some sleep you dumb little asshole but since 
you're so full of beans let's talk a little business." 

Sam seemed to shrivel, he looked around and licked at his dry lips before he 
could speak. "Of course, Solly . . . sure, why not?" The confident smile 
flickered on his face but it died and the muscles of his cheeks fell, 
leaving him looking older than before. "I.. . I wanted to go over the books 
with you and then.. . " 

Sam's rush of words were stilled when Solly shook his head and moved closer. 
"No, I don't want to look at the books. I know what the books say," the dark 
haired man murmured, he gave Sam a bleak smile and took ahold of one of his 
hands. "The books say that I gave you two million hard ones, they say that 
you pissed more than half of that away on a script and production that isn't 
worth shit and on a cast that isn't worth shit and that you went twenty 
percent over budget on the interior stuff that you shot in town." 

By that time Sam was trembling, Barbara saw Delia get to her feet and 
hurriedly slip into a robe as Solly Barrone went on. "What I want to see now 
is a rough cut of the stuff you already have in the can. I have a bad 
feeling, Sam. I have a feeling that you've shit on me, that you've wasted my 
cash on these imagine trailers, on the broads and on the booze. And now I 
have the feeling that you're going to try and palm off a tired old turkey on 
me and try to call us even!" 

Sam's face was white, his hands were shaking terribly. Barbara remembered 
all the things that Jim had told her and was afraid, that was exactly what 
Sam had done to Solly and now she was going to be in the cross-fire when the 
gangster found out! 

"No . . . noooo, that's not it at all," Sam Spealman stuttered. Despite her 
fear and nervousness Barbara was happy to see the little man squirm. After 
the way that Sam had used her and Becky and even Delia, the bastard deserved 
everything that he was getting!! " 

"I told Jim Walters to patch up a rough cut already, he'll have it and we 
can show it and then you'll see that we've got us a winner here," the naked 
little man babbled. He looked so foolish that Barbara wondered how she could 
have ever admired him. 

At last Solly let go of Sam's hand and nodded. "Call him but if it's as bad 
as I hear it is I'm going to have your ass, Sam! I'm going to have it 
mounted and hung on my wall!! " 

Solly turned away and began to dress as Sam dialed Jim's number. "Walters? 
This is Sam, bring that cut over here and god help you if it doesn't look 
good!" The moment that he put the phone down Delia was all over the shaking 
man. 

"What are you doing? If he gets a good look at the mess that we've shot 
Solly will kill you and I'll end up in one of his whore houses down in Rio 
somewhere!! ! " 

"Shut up," Sam hissed as he pulled Delia closer. "I told that bastard 
Walters that he'd better come up with something that looks great or he'll be 
fired. He can't take that, I knew that he was in a bind when I hired him, he 
has to do right by me!! " 

Barbara felt sick, the thought of Jim trying to save Sam Spealman made her 
think less of the tall director and she was just beginning to feel that she 
might be able to like him. 

Solly wore a pair of slacks and a shirt when he sat down on the chair beside 
the bed. Barbara stared at him and felt a frightening flush of excitement in 
her veins when he looked at her. 

"How about you, cunt? You like it, working for a has-been like Spealman? If 
you want you could hang around with me, go on trips and . . . have a good 
time." Barbara's throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound. Deep 
inside of her the lovely girl knew that living with this man would ruin her 
forever yet the dark, twisting lust between her thighs dared her to do it, 
dared her to go with him and burn bright for as long as she was able. 

Solly waited for a moment then shrugged. "Think it over, kid, I'll check on 
you later." Barbara didn't have a chance to answer before the front door of 
the trailer banged open and Jim strode in. Barbara was amazed by the look of 
confidence and satisfaction on the tall director's rugged face. 

Not a word was said until Jim had the film out of the can and threaded into 
the projector. "Turn off the lights, Delia," Jim said quietly, as if there 
was nothing wrong in the world. 

It was incredible, the small screen at the end of the room leapt to life as 
the film jumped on. There was no sound, no music, nothing to distract from 
the sharply focused images on the screen. The story line leapt and jerked 
along in the roughly edited version but there was more than enough to tell 
how terribly, truly awful the movie was!! Jim had made no effort to delete 
the mistakes and the bad angles and when there was a shot of Rick Tolliver 
running across a courtyard and trying to leap aboard a horse, the laughter 
squirted out of Barbara and Becky! 

Tolliver leapt high in the air, the coat tails of his long uniform coat 
flowing behind him. Rick leapt high but not high enough and when he struck 
the side of the startled horse the animal bucked and tossed the big man 
backward until he lit with an explosion of dust. 

It went on and on, twice Barbara was sure that she could hear Jake Shultz's 
loud laugh booming in the closed room as one horrible, awkward shot followed 
another. 

Finally, unable to stand it any longer, Rick Tolliver jumped to his feet and 
ran towards Jim. The actor's face showed white and contorted in the bright 
light of the projector. Barbara called out but she needn't have bothered. As 
if he had been waiting for the big man's angry charge, Jim's hand swept up 
from the projector table and hit Rick square between the eyes with the empty 
film can!! The man grunted, his bare knees wobbled and then he fell 
backward, knocking a table over as he fell. 

"That's enough, shut that fuckin' thing off," Solly Barrone finally growled 
after watching an Indian wearing a wristwatch crawl by the camera with a 
knife in his teeth. 

No one spoke, Delia reluctantly snapped the lights on and stood motionless 
by the door. Sam Spealman was on his feet, all the blood had drained from 
his face as he sputtered at Jim Walters. 

"You mother-fucker!! I'll fix you for this! You'll never work in this town 
again. I'll cut your balls off, big man!! " 

Sam would have gone on but, on a nod from Solly, Vinney stepped up to the 
naked little producer and hit him, very hard, in the belly! Sam started to 
fold, he coughed and fought to catch his breath but the cold, terrible sound 
of Solly's voice straightened him up. 

"You'd better run you little turd face! You'd better take off and hope to 
hell that Vinney can't find you in the dark because I'm going to count to 
ten and then send him after you!! " 

Sam moaned and turned on his heel, the little producer grabbed for but 
missed a towel that hung on the door. He moaned again and darted, 
bare-assed, into the darkness outside. 

But, before Solly could start to count Jim tapped the angry mobster on the 
shoulder and stopped him. 

"Hey, Solly, how would you like to make twelve million on this film?" Solly 
Barrone stopped in mid-stride and turned to face Jim. "That's right. Twelve 
million dollars, are you interested?" 

"Are you kidding me? Sure I'm interested," Solly said softly as he sat back 
on his chair. "How are you going to make that kind of money with a pile of 
manure like this?" 

Jim shook his head and moved closer. "Oh no, before I tell you how we do 
that, we have to make a deal." 

The gangster didn't look surprised, he thought for a moment then nodded and 
motioned for Jim to continue. "From now on this is my production, right?" 
Solly nodded again. "You add another forty thousand to my paycheck and give 
me three points on the gross?" 

"Two points and the cash," Solly finally grunted. 

It was Jim's turn to think but almost instantly he nodded and spoke again. 
"It's a deal! Your word is good, Solly. You're a crook but your word is 
good, we'll sign a contract later." The gangster began to fidget but Jim 
called him down. 

"Whether you know it or not, Solly, you are the owner of one of the best 
comedies to come out of Hollywood in years! It's perfect parody of a 
Tolliver film! The best part is that you'll not only make money but it will 
ruin Rick Tolliver and Sam Spealman!! They aren't the type that can stand a 
raw comedy like this, it will wreck them as 'serious artists,' wreck them 
good!! " 

For a moment there wasn't sound in the trailer then Solly threw back his 
head and laughed wildly! "Right! That's just what I wanted, I win both 
ways!! " 

Solly got to his feet and instantly Vinney and Jake were by his side, both 
bodyguards were completely dressed and carrying his things. "I suppose the 
best thing I can do now is get out of here and let you finish this mess?" 
Jim nodded. Solly turned to Barbara and winked. "You want to come along for 
the ride, honey?" 

Her decision had been made for a long time, Barbara smiled and shook her 
head. The lovely blonde moved in behind Jim and openly cupped his full fly 
and squeezed it lovingly, she used a gesture that she was sure that Solly 
would understand. 

Solly grinned and shrugged. "Look, for twelve million I'll take what's left 
over!" Turning on his heel Solly faced Delia. The brunette was obviously 
frightened but still trying to smile. "We'll pick up some clothes in town 
for you, you and I are going on a little trip." Then Solly grinned and 
lifted Delia's face up to meet his. "And after the little trip . . . Well, 
have you ever been to Rio?" 

They were alone! Barbara felt a warm, glowing tingle all over her naked body 
as she kissed Jim on the cheek. "Any orders, boss?" 

"Yeah," Jim muttered as he patted Becky on the head and then ran a hand down 
the delighted child's naked backside. "Call some grips have them cart the 
hero out of here and then move Sam's crap. Then have your things and Becky's 
things moved in here. Mona can stay in your trailer because she's got a job 
as assistant." The big man grinned as he pulled the blonde and the naked 
girl to him. Becky shyly put her hands on the big man's swelling cock, right 
alongside of Barbara's. 

Jim laughed and pulled them both up against his growing hard-on. "Besides, 
there's only room in the bed for the three of us!! " 


THE END
