

Fresh Off The Bus: Chapter 2
copyright 2000 by Stormbringer


Ann called Tyrone as soon as she got back to her apartment. "Tyrone, I
think there must be some mistake, I only got paid $300 for all the work
I did today."

"No mistake Ann," said Tyrone. "Your not a $1000 an hour model yet.
You've got to build up a resume. You'll get some extra money when your
seasonal pictures get published, but that could take months."

"But it wasn't enough to cover my rent."

"Look if you need money, we can do a nude layout. I'll get you the money
right away.

"No thanks," said Ann, hanging up.

The phone rang almost immediately. It was her mother. "I'm so proud of
my little girl. I knew you had what it takes to make it in the city the
moment I saw you on stage at the pageant. How did your first shoot go? I
can't wait to see some pictures of you."

Ann managed to get a few words in before hanging up an hour later. She
called Tyrone back immediately. "Tyrone, this is Ann again. What exactly
would a nude layout entail?"

********************

Ann came in early again the next day. The same blonde girl, Suzie, did
her hair and make up. Which wasn't hard as they were doing a beach scene
and Ann's hair was supposed to be wet and dripping like she had just
emerged from the water.  

She put on a tiny white g-string bikini
in the dressing room and then walked over to an enclosed shower. She
showered in the bikini, fretting when she clearly saw her nipples
through the thin material, but remembering she would be taking it off
anyway.

Ann was still dripping when she walked over to the painted beach scene.
"Ann were going to take some pictures of you in the bikini first and
then your going to take off your top and spring up like you just lost it
in a wave. Let me get some shots off your breasts and then cover them
with your arms like you've just realized what happened. Understand?"

Ann nodded and posed in the bikini for some shots. "Now take your top
off," said Latrell.

"Wait, before I do it, I'd like to know how much I'm getting for this."

Tyrone had been watching from the corner of the room smoking a cigar. He
stepped forward and said, "This job pays $500."

"That's it," she said. She had been starting to untie her top, but quit
when he told her how much.

"That's it," he said puffing away on the cigar. "Nudes aren't worth that
much unless we bring in a male model. Then it would be $1200."

$1200, that would pay off her rent and a good part of her credit card.
"I can't do that, my parents would die if they saw me nude with a man."

"Your in luck. The magazine this is for is only distributed on the East
coast," said Tyrone.

"I'm confused. What exactly would these pictures be selling if I'm not
wearing clothes?"

"Magazines of course," said Tyrone.

"What kind of magazines?" 

"We call them pornos," said Tyrone. 

'My god,' she thought. 'I almost just posed nude for a porno rag.' "I'm
sorry, I can't do this," said Ann heading towards the dressing room to
get her clothes. 

"The choice is yours Ann, but there's not much else you can do in this
city to earn $1200 for one days work," Tyrone called after her.
 
Ann had almost made it to the dressing room when a hand grabbed her
shoulder. "Ann wait," said Latrell spinning her around. "I think you
should reconsider." 

"I can't do it Latrell. I'm a decent, moral women. Those magazines
exploit women."
 
"Ann, look, I know you need the money and you don't have to worry about
these pictures getting out West to your parents. 

"I can't Latrell," she said sobbing as tears welled up in her eyes. 

"All you have to do is some suggestive poses with a male model. You
don't have to actually have sex with him, just pose." 

"I can't do it," she said suddenly feeling guilty. Latrell had
discovered her after all and gotten her a job. 

"Listen Ann, I don't want you to do anything you don't think is right.
All I can promise you is that I will make the pictures as tasteful as
possible and that I can touch them up a little to make them look like
someone else." 

"I don't know." 

"Ann, I'm not supposed to tell any of our models this, but we've got a
lot of big contracts coming in next month from some top companies. Don't
blow your chance to make it big. All the supermodels have done nudes." 

"Latrell, I don't know what to do," she said crying. "Let me think about
it." 

Latrell nodded and said to take her time. Ann went into the dressing
room and sat on the bench. She started weighing the pro's and con's.
$1200, no one would recognize her, the chance for some better work next
month, her parents wouldn't know, and the money would get her through
the month. She could apply at several other modeling agencies and all
she had to do was debase herself for a couple hours. One thing made up
her mind, she knew she couldn't go back to Idaho after living in New
York. 

Latrell looked relieved when she walked out onto the beach set still in
the bikini. She looked around and was glad to see that Tyrone had left.

Ann walked onto the set and Latrell started snapping some pictures. "Ok
Ann, it's now or never." 

Ann squatted and loosened up her bikini top. Suzie kneeled at her feet
and splattered some water up, so that it would loo like Ann was
springing up out of the water. Ann jumped up and the top flew off away
from her body. It took all her will not to cover her breasts as they
were exposed to strangers for the first time. Her large breasts bounced
up and down and Ann was surprised at the feeling of freedom she felt
being virtually nude outside her home for the first time. 

Ann gasped and covered her breasts like she was just realizing she had
lost her top. 
"Great Ann now go over to the wall and kneel by the ocean." Ann went
over to the sea scene painted on the wall and Latrell continued, "Wave
your hand up into the air like you need help. Now close your eyes, like
your going unconscious and we'll bring in the lifeguard." 
Ann did as she was told and felt herself being lifted into strong male
arms. "Hang limply Ann until I say to wake up." Ann felt the lifeguard
walking like he was carrying her out of the water. 

"Lay her down on the blanket, bend over and give her mouth to mouth." 

Ann didn't think she would have to have physical contact and was about
to protest when she felt big lips connect with hers. 

"Ann wake up and look at your hero." 

Ann opened her eyes and stared into Tyrone's brutish face. She gasped.
"Tyrone, your the model." 

Tyrone grinned and she saw the light reflect off a gold tooth. "None of
our regular models were available on such short notice, so I decided to
fill in." 

Ann didn't like the idea of posing nude with an ugly black man like
Tyrone. "Why couldn't Latrell do it," she said thinking that the
handsome black man would make a better model. 

"Because I don't know anything about photography." 

"Ann wrap your arms around Tyrone's neck and look at him like he's the
most handsome man you've ever seen," said Latrell. Ann did thinking that
she would make a good actress as she stared lovingly, at the ugly, black
man. 
"Great, now Tyrone back off and look at her body and Ann thrust those
big breasts up a little.

"Tyrone, now lean over and cup her breasts, now bend over and stick your
tongue out at her nipple while I zoom in." 

"Wait," said Ann. "I'm not sure I'm comfortable with a close up." 

"Look at it this way Ann, The more I zoom in on your body, the less
chance of someone recognizing your face." 

That made up Ann's mind pretty quick. Then, her body jerked as Tyrone's
tongue flickered over her nipple. "Hey no touching," she said. 

"Sorry, I slipped," said Tyrone. 

Ann was confused. Her nipples had popped out and she could feel her
vagina lubricating. Why was she getting aroused? 

"Ok, now I want Tyrone to stand up and Ann kneel before him." 

Ann couldn't believe the size of Tyrone's chest. He was the beefiest man
she had ever seen and it was all muscle. He was wearing red lifeguard
shorts, that were bulging out obscenely. 'Didn't any of the men at E&I
have a small penis?' she thought. 

"Ann, put your hand in the waist band and slowly pull his shorts down." 

Ann swallowed nervously and reached up and gasped the waist band of
Tyrone's shorts. She didn't know why, but she wanted to see his cock.
Ann pulled down his shorts watching as his pubic hair was slowly
revealed. She saw the base of his cock-it looked thick- and struggled to
free the rest of it from his shorts. Finally, with a strong yank, she
pulled his shorts down and something smacked her in the chin, forcing
her head up. 

"Now look at it like it's the biggest cock you've ever seen," said
Latrell. 

"It is the biggest," said Ann staring at it dangling before her face.
She heard Tyrone snicker at that. 'and the ugliest,' she thought. His
entire cock was a dark black, except for the big blue veins
crisscrossing it and a red slit on the end. 
It was around ten inches long and fat, real fat. Tyrone wasn't
circumcised and his wrinkly dark foreskin fascinated her. The head
peaking out at her was about the size of a golf ball. 

"Ann, I just need you to wrap your hand around it to show how big it is
compared to your hand." 
Ann nodded barely hearing. She reached out and touched his black cock,
amazed that there was still an inch gap between her fingers as they
closed around his shaft. 

"Good job Ann," said Latrell. "Now lift up his cock and cup his balls." 

Ann lifted his cock and looked down at Tyrone's hairy balls. They looked
like two large oranges stuffed into one winkly, black sack. She cupped
them amazed at their weight. Johnny's testicles had only been about as
big as ping pong balls. 

"Now Ann, I want you to lay back on the towel. Tyrone kneel between her
legs and kiss your way down her belly." 

Ann found her belly spasming at each kiss from Tyrone's lips. The blood
was rushing through her ears so fast she could barely hear Latrell
telling her to lift her hips up. She did and latrell untied her g-string
and pulled it away. Tyrone leaned down and kissed her belly button and
then worked his way down her shaved crotch. Ann spread her legs without
being told. 

"Aaaaah," Ann cried as his tongue touched her clit, causing her to have
an involuntary orgasm. It was her first and it had felt incredible. 

"Sorry, slipped again," murmured Tyrone. 

"Now Tyrone grab her knees and move your cock as close to her pussy as
you can without touching her." 

Ann leaned her head up and watched his black monstrosity approach her
pus..vagina. Her body was screaming at her to spread her legs further to
let it in. She wanted to cum again. 

"Oooooh," she moaned as his cock accidentally touched her labia, "Watch
it." 

Tyrone pulled back and Ann saw that his cock head had emerged from his
foreskin and it was glistening with her juices.

Latrell moved up close and snapped some closeups of Tyrone's cock
pointing at her pussy. Ann could see Latrell's hard cock outlined under
his pants. She had a strong urge to see what it looked like. She wanted
to compare it to Tyrone's. 

"Great job guys. Lets get some doggy shots. Ann turn over on your hands
and knees." 

Ann turned over and got on all fours, while Latrell snapped some
pictures. She shivered at the thought of Tyrone's fat ten incher
pointing at her pussy. 

"Spread her ass cheeks and then rest your cock between them." 

Ann felt Tyrone's beefy hands grab each of her butt cheeks and spread
them apart. He was getting a view of her private parts, no man had ever
had before and it was getting captured on film. 

"Tyrone why don't you bend down like your going to lick her ass hole." 

'These guys were sick,' she thought. 'normal people didn't do this in
real life.' Then Tyrone slipped again. "Ahh," she jumped when his tongue
touched her ass hole. It hadn't felt bad like she expected. 

Tyrone leaned up and Ann cried, "Oww." He had just smacked his cock
against her ass cheek. He slowly slid his cock over to the crack in her
ass and rested it between her cheeks so that Latrell could take some
pictures, before he squeezed her cheeks together around his cock. Ann's
mind flashed on an image of the long black sausage on a bun sold by
street vendors around the city. 

Ann couldn't help herself and moaned as Tyrone's cock started sliding
down her cheeks. He stopped it when the head rested on her ass and he
pressed down hard enough that she could feel the pressure against her
anus. Latrell took a lot of closeups. 

Tyrone backed up a little and the head of his cock felt wet as it moved
down her ass and to her pussy. Ann couldn't believe her own body would
react this way, but she swore her labia was spreading apart for him
wanting to feel his cock inside her. Her body was screaming at her to
push back, but she came to her senses and clamped her thighs shut. 

"Ann, one last pose. Turn around and put your lips against his cock. I
want you to kiss it like it had just given you the best sex of your
life." 

Ann didn't really want to put her lips on Tyrone's cock, but she really
wanted to get this over with. Her heart was pounding and she was
sweating from her horniness. She turned and faced his ugly cock. She
closed her eyes and placed her lips against it. 

"Open your eyes and look up at him, while keeping your lips pressed
against his cock." 
Ann opened her eyes and looked down the length of Tyrones thick shaft
and slowly looked up his muscular chest until she met his eyes. He
grinned at her and she grinned back. He had given her the best sex of
her life without even penetrating her. 

"That's it we're done here," said Latrell. 
Ann jumped up and ran to the dressing room. 

******************** 

Tyrone opened his wallet and counted out 12 hundred dollar bills. "Here
give these to Ann when she comes out," he said handing them to Tyrone.
"I need to go find Carol." 

"I understand," said Latrell. "Suzie go wait for me in the bedroom set." 

"Yes sir," replied the blonde, leaving the room. 

Naked Tyrone walked to his office and opened the door. Carol was already
naked. "How did it go?" he asked, looking at the picture of the beach
room on his computer screen. 

"Great, I could see everything," she said before wrapping her lips
around his cock. 

Tyrone could see Latrell adjusting his cock as he waited for Ann. He
leaned over and clicked on voyeurcam. Tyrone was impressed, 4000 people
were currently watching. As the picture came in, he saw Ann, still nude,
sitting facing the camera. She had her feet spread up on the mirror
giving watchers the perfect beaver shot. The slut was slowly running her
palm down over her shaved pussy and teasing her clit with one finger.
Tyrone watched her clitty swell up as she teased it. Ann's other hand
was pinching her nipple. "Suck me fast bitch," he yelled down to Carol,
who immediately speeded up. 

Ann moved her other hand down and pushed one finger into her pussy as
she continued to tease her clit. She seemed unsure of herself,
unfamiliar with her own body, and Tyrone got the impression this was her
first time masturbating. As he watched, she started raising her hips and
he watched her cum all over her hands.

