Loading...Ralph Carson watched the people exit the plane at the Miami airport, looking for his niece, Cindy Johnson. She had just graduated from High School in Tampa, and was accepted at the University of Miami. He and Ellen offered their spare bedroom to the eighteen-year-old girl, since their condo was only a mile from the campus. Ralph was about six feet tall, slightly balding, but otherwise had a good physique for a man of forty-two.
Ellen at thirty-four, was ten years younger than her sister Carol, Cindy’s mom. Since she was childless, the attractive brunette still enjoyed a young woman’s figure on her five and a half foot frame.
Ralph and Ellen were the successful owners of a large video studio, which produced commercials for the local TV market. Because business was so good, he and Ellen told Cindy they would also provide her with $800 a month to spend as she chose. Needless to say, the girl and her mother were elated that the childless couple would do this, since her mom couldn’t afford to send her to college. They had not seen Cindy since she was fourteen, so they asked her what she would be wearing today. Ralph looked at the description in the note: A University of Miami Tee shirt, a wraparound Jean’s skirt, sandals, and had her hair in a French braid.
Ellen saw her first. “My god Ralph, she looks like a model, she’s beautiful. Look, look over there, isn’t that the right clothes?” Ellen said as she pointed. Ralph saw her.
“Yeah, that’s Cindy. Wow did she do a lot of growing.” They yelled and got her attention. Ralph thought, “Damn, I get to watch that wriggle around my house for four years.”
Cindy was a vibrant blond with pale blue eyes and full lips. The girl loved people and seemed to never meet a stranger. As a cheerleader in High School, she was voted most personable. She reached five feet three inches, barefooted, and her breasts were wide and firm, with pouting nipples. Her tummy was flat, and her hips flared perfectly above long shapely legs. Her full ass had a sexy sway as she walked. The bra she wore under the Tee shirt was way too thin.
Her Mom talked her into a larger “C” cup bra before she graduated. She did feel more comfortable in them, but she didn’t need a bra with a lot of support. Therefore, all she owned were the thin no-support types. It didn’t matter, she couldn’t hold a pencil with her breast anyway. The wrap around skirt didn’t wrap that much, and exposed her thigh when she walked.
Her Uncle’s heart was pounding as he watched her move. There were hugs and kisses all around when they met. She thanked them for what they were doing for her, about five times before they reached the car. The girl sat up front and talked to Ellen as Ralph fought the Miami traffic.
She turned in the seat to talk to Ellen, pulling her left knee up in the seat. She was so excited about her new adventure she hadn’t noticed that her skirt had fallen to the side exposing a pair of thin lace panties. Ralph couldn’t believe his good fortune; they were so thin he could see her pubic curls. After almost rear-ending someone, he thought he’d better watch the road.
It took Ralph four trips to get five suitcases, two overnight cases and a large box up to the fifteenth floor of his condominium. The physical labor helped calm his flaming libido.
Their Niece finally got around to asking about Ralph’s business at supper. She found it fascinating and thought she might consider a course of study that could give her a future in that area. Ralph modestly informed her that he might be able to help her, if that’s what she wanted.
After supper, Ellen said she needed to shop for some things, but Cindy declined an invitation to go; she would rather take a hot bath and get comfortable. Ralph said jokingly, “guess that leaves me with the dishes to do.” Ralph cleaned everything up and was watching the news when the phone rang. It was Carol, wanting to know if her daughter arrived all right.
“Cindy! Your mom’s on the phone,” he yelled, thinking she would pick up the phone in her room. She surprised him when she came out of the bathroom with nothing on but a bath towel, which was a little too narrow to cover all her beauty.
The young blond stood by the end table next to her Uncle, and talked to her mother. Ralph was throughly enjoying the tan curls peeking out from under the towel. Suddenly she readjusted the towel up, thinking it was slipping down, exposing her entire pubic mound to her Uncle’s stare. Ralph was hidden from her view by a large table lamp, and was so surprised by the view his mouth was open.
The light brown curls, were well trimmed for French cut fashions, but seemed to grow thin near the hood of her clitoris. There appeared to be almost no hair on her lips, which were chubby and tight. The girl talked for about fifteen minutes, moving her weight from one hip to the other. Her Uncle was aflame with desire by the time she hung up.
After Ellen came home and put away the groceries, Ralph said he wanted to show her something in the bedroom. An hour later she emerged in a somewhat disheveled, but glowing state.
At breakfast the following morning, Cindy asked her Uncle what his agenda was for the day. He said that he would probably spend the whole day auditioning model/actress’ for a project he was starting. It was not one of his favorite tasks. She, of course, wanted to know what the project was. He evaded the question, but Ellen explained to her that some of their most profitable accounts were for video/photos that were not for family viewing. Cindy was now even more curious than before, and just had to know what the project was.
Ralph looked at Ellen and put his newspaper down. He said the project involved shooting twelve separate scenes for a calendar; to stay under budget it needed to be finished in one week. Cindy wanted to know what the scenes were about. Ralph asked Ellen to explain it, and excused himself to go to the studio. Ellen’s look told him she didn’t appreciate being stuck with this.
Ellen said the calendar account was for Wearever Tool Co., in New Mexico. It was the type of calendar one might see in a garage, barbershop or some other place men frequent. She described one scene of a girl hanging up her wash on a clothesline. The line holds seven pairs of panties: Sunday through Saturday. A mailman is walking behind her as she is bending over a large basket of clothes. A gust of wind blows her skirt up revealing her bare bottom to the mailman’s pleasure and her embarrassment. The caption reads, “Don’t let the changing winds of fortune leave you exposed. Use Wearever Tools.”
Cindy thought that would be fun to do. She asked what her Uncle pays the model’s for this kind of project. Ellen said fifty dollars an hour. The girl was shocked. She had no idea models earned that much. Ellen quickly informed her that the scene she used as an example was tame compared to others. Cindy was very excited, and wanted to know what the wildest scene was. Ellen blushed, but began describing a scene of a family living room. It was late and an elderly woman was asleep in a rocking chair. On the couch are two teenagers about to have sex. The boy had his jeans down to his knees and his-ah-manhood is erect and just starting to push through the girls-ah-genital lips. Her dress is, of course, up and her panties are dangling from her ankle. The boy has a firm grip under her thigh and is pushing her knee toward her shoulder. At that moment, the girl notices the still unwrapped condom on top of her school books on the coffee table. She desperately reaches for it with a frightened look on her face. The caption reads, “You’ll never be caught unprotected, with Wearever Tools.” Cindy was now blushing.
“Wow, I guess they aren’t over paid after all.” She whispered. They both laughed. She asked her Aunt if they made X-rated videos at the studio. She had never seen one, but always wanted to. Ellen said they had a sealed off studio that produced videos for the European market, but didn’t think her mother would approve of her seeing an adult video. Cindy quickly informed her that she was now eighteen, and didn’t need her mother’s approval. Ellen reluctantly agreed, pulled a cassette from the closet, and set up the VCR.
“It would embarrass me too much to watch it with you, so I’m going to run some errands.” She said.
“Thanks Aunt Ellen, but I’m sure I won’t want to see it all, I just wanted to see what they’re like.” Said Cindy. Ellen assured her that the one she selected had a little bit of everything in it.
Ralph left the studio about 3:00pm, frustrated at not finding a model to do the calendar. He only had a week to begin shooting or he would have to renegotiate contracts with the set crew. He got to the building at a busy time for the main elevators, and decided to take the one for deliveries. It would let him off near the kitchen door. As he came out of the kitchen into the dinning room, he got a glimpse of the TV in the living room, and it wasn’t showing soap’s. Ralph placed an unopened beer can on the counter, and quietly moved closer. As he approached the back of his chair, he could see the top of Cindy’s head. He moved closer and could see she was groaning and masturbating furiously. Her wraparound skirt was wide open and her legs were pulled up in the recliner. Ralph could see her pale yellow panties swinging from her shaply right ankle. The fingers polishing her clit were moving so fast they were a blur. He couldn’t pull himself away until she came.
When the girl reached orgasm, the chair shook with her body and she started yelling “yyeesssss!” over and over, then screamed like a banshee, and went limp. Ralph’s cock was so hard, his knees were trembling, but he managed to beat a trail out through the kitchen.
He came up the front way and found the front door chained from the inside, so he rang the bell. It was several minutes before she came to the door. “Hey kid, we don’t have to worry about burglars here, I pay good money for our security guards,” Ralph told her as she opened the door.
“I’m sorry Uncle Ralph, but Mom and I always kept the chain on the door at home,” She replied, hoping he wouldn’t notice her strong musky fragrance. Ralph, of course, did notice and throughly enjoyed the aroma, as his cock again turned to steel. He asked her what she did all day.
“Oh nothing much, I just watched TV since I wasn’t familiar with the area. I was afraid I might wander off and get lost,” she responded, with a heavy blush.
“Please call me when Aunt Ellen gets home. I want to help her with dinner,” she said as she strolled off to her room. Ralph couldn’t help but notice the large wet spot on the back of her skirt.
When Ellen got home, they had much to share of their niece’s time with them. Ralph couldn’t believe Ellen offered that tape to her. Ellen was shocked that Ralph didn’t tell her the towel was too short. The next day Cindy spent the day on campus getting oriented for classes, which started in three weeks. Ellen helped Ralph with the auditions, but no model was selected. Ralph was starting to get stressed out. At dinner that evening the discussion was on the project. Cindy wondered if any other papers carried the ad for the model, besides the Herald. Ralph said it ran in three counties. The following day was the same at the studio, no model. Ralph was nervous that evening. He knew if he didn’t find a model that would look good on the calendar by tomorrow, he would be out many thousands of dollars in production costs. Cindy was pensive all evening, as well. Ellen said she seemed to have her mind on something else.
The next morning at breakfast, Cindy said that she made a decision to audition for the calendar project. Ralph and Ellen were speechless for a moment. Ellen told her that it was a nice gesture, and was appreciated, but she couldn’t be serious.
Cindy assured them that she was very serious. She said that she had thought about it for two days, and wanted to compete for the job. She felt she would have an edge over the other girls, since she would work for free.
Ralph told her she didn’t know what kind of job this was. He told her it was a R-rated project, and she would not be comfortable doing what would be asked of her. Ellen told Ralph that she had mentioned the teens-on-the-couch scene to her, which would be the hardest of them all to do. He said that was only part of it. The scenes are not shot in one take. It may take all day and many shots to capture just one. “It’s very possible that you could spend most of a day on your back, with some stranger’s penis rubbing against your crotch, while the Director tries to get a perfect shot. The Director may expect you to help the male model maintain his erection, then what would you do?” Ellen lectured strongly.
“I-I don’t know, I guess I’d use my hands on him, “Cindy replied, feeling the strain of being questioned.
“Most professional models would rub the penis between their genital lips, dear. Would you want to do that?” Ellen asked. Nothing they said could change the girls mind. Ralph told her she could go for it, but she would have no edge over the other women. The producer and director would not be aware of their relationship or that she would not be paid. She said that would be fine as long as she had a shot at it.
Ralph and Ellen gave her an appointment time and cab fare, and left. Ellen laughed in the elevator. “Wait till she discovers that the audition is done in the nude. That’ll change her mind.” Ralph agreed and laughed with her.
Grace Johnson was responsible for having the models ready for the audition. This was just another day in her week as she continued to the anteroom, just off stage, to greet and brief the girls. She counted five women and noticed one stood out from the rest by her beauty and seeming innocence. She told them that they would go on in the order of their arrival, and to make sure they locked up their clothes and valuables in the lockers that were provided. She pointed to a sign over the stage entrance. ALL AUDITIONS DONE IN THE NUDE! “If you feel the need to wear your underwear or jewelry out there, you can save us all a lot of time by leaving now.” Grace then handed each one a script, and assigned them a locker and key. Cindy was a little shocked by this turn of events, but saw that the other women were undressing, and followed their lead. Since she was the last to apply, she would be the last to audition.
“Damn honey. I’m glad I don’t have to follow you today,” said one of the girls.
“Amen to that,” said another, as they looked her over.
After the fourth girl auditioned, the four observers got up to take a break, before they made their decision. “Hey where are you going, you got one more back here.” Yelled Grace. Ralph and Ellen looked a little surprised.
When Cindy walked onto the stage with nothing but her big smile, the producer, director and Ralph moaned with great pleasure at what their eyes beheld. Ellen just groaned as she slipped down in the seat. The director and producer kept her on stage twice as long as the other girls, asking her many questions about her background, school, experience and why she wanted to do this. She stood erect and kept her hands behind her, never trying to hide her nakedness, she almost seemed relaxed. She told them that she was doing it for her Aunt and Uncle whom she loved very much, and needed her now. Ellen cried openly. Although Ralph and Ellen argued against Cindy’s selection for the project, due to her youth and inexperience, the producer and director wouldn’t budge.
“Her youth and inexperience, and the fact that she is physically stunning, make her the best choice, Ralph,” said the director. Ralph and Ellen finally agreed that she was far and away the best choice. They told the producer and director the whole story about Cindy. They now understood their objections, but still felt she was a natural for this project. When the Carson’s got to the condo, they had long faces. Ellen put her arm around Cindy and kissed her cheek. “Cynthia Johnson, you’re a very sweet young lady, but if your Mom ever finds out what you’re going to be doing next week, Ralph and I are dead meat.” Ellen informed her. Cindy then exploded with excitement.
Shooting started at 7:00am. Cindy was in her dressing room at 5:00am, as instructed. She did nothing. The women assigned to her were professional dressers. They started with panties and finished with hair spray. The girl thought it was a hoot. She met the director, who informed her that he was the boss. If he said jump, she had better do it. Cindy was given a copy of the scene they would be working on this morning.
Scene: A girl just comes out of a shoe store carrying four shoe boxes. The shoe salesman is standing in the door of the store with a bulge in his pants. She stands on a subway grate as a train goes under and wraps her skirt around the boxes. She has no panties on. There is an old bum sitting on the curb, who is throughly enjoying being in the right place at the right time. The girl blushes and looks violated. Caption: Don’t let greed expose your most valuable assets, buy Wearever Tools. As soon as the dressing ladies got a copy, they yanked Cindy’s panties, thinking a different scene was being shot that morning.
By lunch time the scene was a wrap. The crew was raving about the very young model. She took direction well, and didn’t bitch about long delays in the shooting. The director told Ralph the girl was a natural, and believed she would be very photogenic. He was right. Cindy was great in all the shots, even the worst one was good.
In the laundry hanging scene, Cindy thought it would be more erotic if she spread her legs a little when she bent over the basket. The director disagreed, but allowed one shot that way. That shot showed twice as much of her plump pussy as the others, and was selected for the calendar.
The hardest scene of the teens on the couch, was saved for last. The director knew he may need a whole day to get that one in the can. He introduced the male “co-star” to Cindy earlier in the week. His name was Brad Benson. Ralph suggested to the director that if she got to know him early, the scene might go smoother, so Brad and Cindy had lunch together each day since he was shooting in the closed studio next door. Brad was an extremely handsome young man of 23, he maintained a tan muscular body and had a thick ten-inch cock that was also photogenic.
There were several dress rehearsals to insure everyone knew what they were supposed to do. Brad had to lose the letter sweater; it blocked the camera’s view of Cindy’s crotch. The rehearsals brought many moans from the seasoned crew. There wasn’t a soft cock in the house after each rehearsal. The director thought two more camera angles might be prudent, and set up so several different angles could be taken at the same time. The first shot had him touching the top of her pubes. The last one before lunch was called was just below her clit. Cindy, Ellen, Ralph and the director had lunch in Ralph’s office. The director said he wanted to try some shots with the cock seated. Ellen immediately said no, that was out of the question. She didn’t trust Brad.
“His damn cock has been throbbing hard all morning. I think he’s a little too attracted to Cindy.” Ralph agreed. Most male porno stars need help in maintaining an erection for take after take. Brads’ stayed hard, and Ralph knew he needed help keeping it up in the other studio.
Cindy didn’t know what he meant by “seated.” The director said that meant the head of his penis would be against the vaginal opening, seated at the bottom of the lips. Cindy almost choked on her coke. There was a long heated discussion that went into shooting time. Against her Aunt and Uncle’s wishes, Cindy finally agreed to two seated shots only, no more.
In the heat of the discussion, she had forgotten about the set up time for the shots. The director had Brad’s cock set in place by Ellen, but three or four minutes went by before the flash went off. It seemed like thirty to Cindy. After the flash, Ellen came back, removed the cock and wiped any moisture from between the girls lips. She then put talcum powder on the head of his cock, and between Cindy’s lips. She wanted Brad to have a very dry pussy under his big salami, just in case he “accidentally” lost his balance.
The make up ladies followed her and reapplied some rouge on the edge of the lips. After several long minutes more, the second flash went off. Cindy couldn’t knock the big cock off her fast enough.
Everyone was raving about the calendar being the best work the studio had done in a long time. The last two “seated” shots were far and away the best of the week. The terror in Cindy’s eye’s was real, and it brought the whole scene to life. Ralph wished he had charged a lot more for this work.
Cindy had just gotten dressed again, when Brad asked her out to dinner and a movie. She really wasn’t interested in Brad and politely declined. He was gorgeous to look at, but she didn’t trust him, besides sex with him would leave her sore for a week. Brad pressed her for another time, but Cindy just told him with school and all, she didn’t have time to date. He wanted to talk more, but she said she had to go and left.
Ellen told Ralph that Brad hit on Cindy after the shoot. “I’m not surprised. I was in his dressing room when he came off the stage; his cock was still rock hard. He even had trouble getting his pants on. Thanks to Cindy’s wise decision, that boy’s balls are going to stay high and tight for sometime,” observed Ralph, with a snicker. Ellen laughed. “At least our new model’s crotch isn’t going to get abused tonight,” Ellen observed, giggling.
Ellen talked Ralph into sharing his big profit on the shoot with his little “star.” There was a white sports car at a local dealer that Cindy had been drooling over since she got there. They took her to dinner to celebrate the wrap, and gave her the keys to it. Many of the customers in the restaurant were severely startled at the sound of a screaming young woman. Brad Benson was feeling like the crocodile that wanted the rest of Captain Hook. He had an intense lust for Cindy, and called her several times a week. Ellen strongly advised her not to see him socially. She said the people who work in the adult film industry have their own set of morals and ethics. Cindy assured her that she was not interested in Brad.
Brad saw Cindy near the campus during a break between classes. He talked her into going for a burger with him, but drove to a secluded section of beach instead. He used every line he could think of to win her over. Cindy was growing tired, and unwisely, decided to teach him a lesson. She let him think he was making progress, and gently pulled out his huge cock and started softly stroking it. He eased her panties down to her knees, and she let him fondle her. She continued to stroke his cock until he was really worked up. She then leaned over and whispered to him.
“Brad, you won’t get your cock in me until hell freezes over.” She then jerked up her panties and got out of the car and ran away.
Ralph got her call and picked her up. He was angry and concerned when she told him what had transpired on the beach. He informed her that what she did to Brad was not only stupid but dangerous. She now had a powerful enemy. He told her Brad had connections with the Mob.
Several months went by and everything was going well. Cindy was closing in on a three-point average for her freshman year, and the Carson’s studio was having a record year. Then Ralph got a call from Bennie Spoleta, the head of the mob’s pornography arm in South Florida. Bennie wanted to meet Ralph and talk to him about a hot new property he had. Ralph was baffled by the call. What new property?
Ralph met with him the next day. Bennie produced a copy of the Wearever Tool calendar, and wanted to know where the hell he was hiding this choice piece. He was looking for a fresh new star for his studio, and if Ralph wasn’t interested in her he was. Ralph made up a story about the girl taking the money and running off with some guy.
Bennie was way ahead of Ralph. He said that was bullshit, he knew the girl was his niece and attended the University. He said he wanted Ralph and the girl in his office tomorrow by 3:00pm, or he would be upset.
Ralph related the story to Ellen and Cindy that night. They were upset and terrified. Ralph suggested they listen to the mobster, he didn’t want to hurt anyone, he was just looking for a profit.
Ralph got his niece to the Spoleta office on time. Cindy wore the most unflattering clothes she could find, with almost no makeup. Bennie greeted them and offered a beverage of choice, both declined. He got down to business. “I would like this young lady to star in my next video series. I’ll pay her top dollar. I’ll even make sure the filming does not interfere with her classes at the University,” said Bennie, with a smile. “I appreciate the offer, Mr. Spoleta, but I only did the calendar to help out my Aunt and Uncle. I just graduated from High School last June. I come from a good family that believes sex should be a private matter with someone you love. I really have no interest in having sex with a stranger on film, no matter what you are prepared to offer me.” Cindy replied with dignity. Ralph concurred.
“I believe, Miss Johnson, that I can offer you a good reputation and peace of mind.” Bennie said with a smirk, as he handed her several large brown envelopes. He asked her if she recognized any of the addresses. She knew them all. Her mother, her girl friends in Tampa and the Sorority at the University, that she recently pledged. They also included her minister and former school teachers. The envelopes were stamped and ready for mailing.
“Each one of these, Miss Johnson, has a copy of the excellent Wearever Tool calendar with a letter to the recipient to take some action locally to stop pornography in their area. The letter also names you as the model in the calendar, just in case someone doesn’t recognize you,” Spoleta said.
Ralph was furious, but knew better than to lose his temper now. Cindy was petrified, and shaking. “If I don’t hear from you by noon tomorrow, the envelopes will be mailed.” Bennie informed them. Cindy started crying, jumped and left the room. He told Ralph that he had controlling interest in Ralph’s bank. He strongly advised him to make the girl see the wisdom of doing business with him.
The ride home was quiet, except for Cindy’s sniffling. Ralph could see no way out of this. If Cindy told him to go ahead and mail them, the mob would just find another way to use leverage on her. They may threaten her mother or him and Ellen. Cindy was understandably devastated. She couldn’t eat or discuss what course of action to take.
The morning brought a little more calmness to the breakfast table. Cindy said she could see no way out, and thought her Uncle’s analogy was correct. She started crying again. “Uncle Ralph, the only thing you can do now is get the best contract for me you can,” she requested in tears. Ellen cried, but could see no other way either.
They were at Bennie’s on time. Ralph knew what the top porn stars were getting, so he knew what to ask for. Bennie was so pleased with his little acquisition that he added 25% more. He said she will make millions for his studio. Bennie did note, however, that there was only one unusual clause in the contract. Brad Benson will be the no-condom co-star in the series. Cindy collapsed in tears when she heard that.
They now knew who betrayed her. Ralph reminded her of the beach incident. Cindy wished she had let the bastard fuck her, till dawn. Ralph very much agreed. Bennie said filming would start at his studio in one week. He said he had a copy of her class schedule, to insure no conflicts would occur.
On the way home she asked Ralph how much money she would get. “Fifteen thousand a week for the first year, and twenty five thousand for the second year of a two year contract, with 5% of the gross profits of the video sales. Not too shabby really.” He replied. Cindy screamed and actually wet her undies in shock. However, he further informed her, other male co-stars could enter her, but not without a condom.
Ellen was pleased that they got top dollar, but wondered how she was going to tell her sister about her daughter’s new occupation. The next day Brad called. He told Cindy that hell was going to freeze over next week, and that she was going to have one very sore cunt. A copy of the script arrived at the condo, by courier. It was a story about a stunning high school sophomore that is seduced by a handsome senior. She sneaks off on a date with him, against her parents and friends advise. He takes her to a drive-inn theater in his van, and proceeds to work his seduction fast and furious. By the middle of the first of four movies, he manages to get her panties off, and soon is driving his huge manhood into her tight young cunt. The girl wriggles and screams, but all to no avail. The handsome senior continues to fuck her through all the movies, ignoring her begging and pleading. He finally takes her home, but discovers that her parents are away for the weekend, and comes back the next morning for more. Her girl friend walks in on them, and joins in the fun.
Cindy showed the script to Ellen and they both cried again. She told Ellen that maybe they would drop her if she couldn’t act. Ellen said there would be no chance of that, they would keep her if she had a lisp. Ellen also told her that although Brad Benson is a bastard, she might want to swallow her pride and try and get along with him, since they would be having an intimate working relationship.
Ellen produced a rubber dildo that looked and felt like a real cock. It was ten inches long and almost three inches wide. She suggested that Cindy start using it to get her self in shape. “It makes me sick to think that asshole will draw your blood.” Ellen said. Cindy admitted that the thing did look like Brad’s, but didn’t think she could do it alone. She asked if Ellen would help her. Ellen wanted no part of that, but Cindy started crying that she couldn’t do it, so she agreed.
The next morning, after Ralph went to work, Ellen followed her to her bedroom. Cindy stripped off her robe and put a towel under her hips. She pulled her legs back, and asked her Aunt to start. Ellen thought that even in that unflattering pose, she was beautiful. Ellen started with her fingers, slowly adding another until she had four in her. She wanted it to be as natural as possible, so she didn’t lubricate the dildo. Cindy’s face was red with embarrassment, because her Aunt’s fingers were a turn on.
As Ellen slowly introduced the dildo, Cindy started squealing and squirming. She saw a trickle of blood and backed off. Ellen was shaking, “I just can’t do this Cindy.” She cried, and backed off. “Aunt Ellen, the only other option I have is Uncle Ralph. Are you sure you can’t help me?” Cindy said. The women looked at each other for a moment and said nothing. Ellen began to smile, “why not? The old fart has had a vasectomy; he’s not as big as brad, but he ought to give you a good workout.” Ellen replied with a grin. “I’ll speak to him about it. I just wish it was a little closer to his birthday. You know what I mean?” She chuckled. Cindy laughed and hugged her Aunt.
The women decided to have some fun with Ralph at supper that evening. “Uncle Ralph, I hate to ask you this, but I really need a favor,” said Cindy, very casually. “Of course sweetie, what can I do for you?” Ralph replied as he passed the potatoes. “Well, would you mind an awful lot if I imposed on you to give me a hard fucking twice a day?” She asked, while cutting her meat. Ralph sprayed his mouth full of tea across the table. The women laughed till they cried.
Ralph was speechless, as he stared at Cindy and then at Ellen. He said nothing, as he wiped tea off of his shirt. “OK, what’s going on? Is this ‘let’s-tease-Ralph’ day or what?” He finally replied.
“Ralph, what Cindy has asked you, rather indelicately, is will you help prepare her-body for Brad Benson? We have talked about this at length, and feel you are the best option.”
“Ellen, are you saying you want me to sleep with my niece?” He quizzed, eyes bulging.
“Well, yes I am, but only until the shooting starts next week. Ralph she’s so tight and tender, Benson is going to draw blood. I don’t want it to look like she’s losing her virginity on film, by that son-of-a-bitch!” Ellen replied.
“So you want me to be- ah- meat tenderizer, and sleep with her?” Ralph asked.
“Well Uncle Ralph, I kinda hope you don’t do a lot of sleeping, or it won’t work.” Cindy said with a giggle. Ellen suggested that Cindy join them in their king-size bed for the rest of the week. Ralph would have rather slept with Cindy in her room, but he wasn’t complaining. Ralph didn’t care for the clinical atmosphere Ellen constructed for the week, but he understood why she was doing it. It would prevent them from developing more than a clinical relationship.
When Ralph emerged from the master bath that evening, he found his wife and niece naked in bed waiting for him.
“Ralph are you really going to wear those PJ’s to bed tonight?” Ellen asked, with a smile.
“No, habits are just hard to break,” he said as he quickly lost the PJ’s. His cock hadn’t been this hard in a long time, and he blushed as he turned and walked to the bed. “Wow, Uncle Ralph, that ought to put some callouses on me by Monday.” Cindy observed as he climbed into bed.
“Ellen what should I? . .”
“Just do what you would do if it was me, Ralph. You know what to do,” she said, a little impatiently. “I don’t know . . .”
“Oh for gods sakes, Ralph, eat the girl!” Ellen ordered very impatiently. Cindy couldn’t help but giggle a little as her Uncle got down between her legs and started licking her. Needless to say, Ralph was having the time of his life. He couldn’t believe he had his face buried in his niece’s gorgeous cunt, while his wife read a book. Ralph had the girl screaming in ecstasy in a little over a minute. He no longer needed direction from Ellen. He slid up on his niece, and plunged his rock hard cock into that tight pussy. She was so tight, he was worried if his cum could get through. When his pretty niece started squirming and squealing he just fucked her harder. He was coming big in less than a minute.
“My god Ralph, you lasted longer than that when we first did it. What happened?” Ellen asked. “Ellen, she is so damn tight I’m lucky I lasted that long.” Ralph replied, out of breath. Ellen could see that her lips were inflamed and bleeding. While Ralph was resting, she inserted the dildo in her cunt, and began to fuck her hard with it. Cindy complained that it hurt, but Ellen said that when it no longer hurt she would be ready for Brad. She continued fucking her hard with it until Ralph was ready again. The girl’s chaffed and swollen cunt got no rest for two hours. This scene was repeated every night for two or three hours, depending on the participant’s stamina. Cindy was walking slowly, and seldom sat down. By Friday morning Cindy was starting to feel better.
“You know Uncle Ralph, I think I’m ready for Brad. I feel much better this morning,” she said.
“That’s wonderful, dear but would you mind not saying anything to your Aunt. I would miss you if you had to return to your room.” Ralph said with a grin.
“Oh Uncle Ralph that is so sweet of you,” she said as she kissed him on the cheek.
“I have to confess. I’m a little addicted to you also. Don’t worry, I promise to moan and wriggle till Monday,” she whispered.
On Saturday morning Ellen got a call and said she would have to go to Vero Beach to visit a sick friend. Ralph said he had to go to the studio and Cindy said she needed to spend sometime in the library today. Ellen left after breakfast. Cindy and Ralph sat and smiled at each other.
“I don’t really have to go to the studio today.” Ralph said, with a smile.
“I certainly don’t need to spend Saturday in the library either.” Cindy volunteered, laughing.
When they were sure Ellen was gone, they couldn’t ditch their clothes fast enough. Ralph had his mouth on her cunt when she hit the bed. Cindy hung onto the head board as Ralph’s mouth and tongue drowned her in ecstasy. As soon as she came, Ralph climbed up on her and sank his turgid salami into her hot tight pussy.
They made love all morning and sent out for pizza at noon. The pizza was eaten in the nude. The love making resumed in the afternoon. Ralph looked up from licking his niece’s burley clit, and saw, through her curls, that it was after 4:30pm. They decided not to take any chances, showered and dressed.
Ellen called at 5:30pm. She said she didn’t want anyone to worry, but she felt her friend needed her to spend the night in Vero. She told Cindy to sleep in her own room tonight. Cindy, of course, told her she would. When the girl hung up the phone, her Uncle was already naked, and grinning. Ellen didn’t get back until late Sunday night. When it was time for bed, Cindy went to her room. Ellen asked why.
“I feel I’m tuff enough now, I don’t think I need any more training.” Cindy said.
“OK sweetie, sleep tight,” said Ellen, and let the subject drop. Ralph was relieved, since he didn’t think he had any more body fluids left.
Cindy was in her dressing room at the Spoleta studio at 5:00am. She was amazed at the expense the studio went to create the sets and costumes. Her wardrobe was loaded with a teenager’s dream clothes. There was a set that looked just like a High School hall with lockers and graffiti; one that looked like some girls bedroom, with stuffed animals and posters; one of a front porch and living room. The really neat one, she thought, was the guy’s Chevy van. The side was cut off, so the camera could follow the action from front to back. She had been working on the script with her Aunt, so she knew her lines for the first few scenes. The Director came and introduced himself as Mick. He gave her the “I’m the boss speech” and said he would try to take her inexperience into consideration during the filming.
He set up the first scene for her: “Your name is Lori Wilson, you’re fifteen and you wore your cheerleading outfit to school, because you have to practice later. You couldn’t find the briefs to your uniform this morning, so you went without them. The cheerleading skirt is short and the only panties you could find are thin lace, making you very self conscious. You make the mistake of telling your friend Carla about your situation, and she’s been teasing you,” he said.
Cindy already knew most of that from reading the script, but Mick was use to dealing with “actresses” that only chewed gum and fucked. The cheerleading outfit was short all right, it hardly covered her ass. They took her bra away, to give more bounce under the sweater.
The first scene was a wrap in two takes. The Director couldn’t believe her ability at taking direction. He also couldn’t believe she knew her lines, and actually acted like a teenager. The next scene was the first with Brad. It was set in the school hall near the lockers. He would be putting the make on her, while she leaned against the lockers.
The second scene also went very well. Brad made more mistakes with his lines than Cindy, probably because he was thinking about some of the later scenes with her. The Director called her aside at the 10:00am break. “Cindy, your contract calls for rehearsals during the setup periods. Please get with Brad and rehearse for the next scene after the break,” he instructed her. “Yes sir, would you please tell Mr. Benson also,” she asked. “OK, but If you two don’t start working on your problems, it’s going to be my problem. Trust me. You don’t want that to happen,” he said, sternly.
Brad was waiting for her in the lounge while the next scene was being set up. She came in and sat. “Let’s start with my entrance at the . . . ”
“Cindy why don’t we try to get along while we’re working together. I think it would be in the best interest of the project.” Brad interrupted.
“I wouldn’t be on this project if it wasn’t for your soiled male ego. Why should I have to be nice to the person who has forced me to be a porn queen?” Cindy fired back.
“All right, you’re right. I acted stupid. My ego was damaged and I wanted to hurt you. Most guys would have felt the same way as I did,” he replied.
“You wouldn’t take NO for an answer, you bastard! You just kept pushing me. Did you really think you could pick me up and screw me on the beach?” Asked Cindy.
“No, I guess I didn’t. I – I was just so attracted to you, I went a little crazy. Please accept my apology for all of this mess. If I could get you out of this now, I would, honest.” Brad offered sincerely.
“I – I don’t know Brad. I still don’t feel like I can trust you, but I will accept your apology. We do have to work together, don’t we?” Cindy said. They were able to rehearse for half an hour, and went on to shoot the next scene with a little more enthusiasm.
Ralph met his beautiful niece for lunch. They ate and then made love in his office. She was as addicted to him as he was to her, besides it helped build callouses on that special spot. Cindy loved hanging onto his hairy shoulders while his cock gently pulled an orgasm from her belly. Ralph, of course, couldn’t get enough of her young tight cunt. She literally milked the cum out of him. He was in heaven.
In the afternoon, the Director decided to try the slumber party scene. This involved Cindy and the other actresses, some with baby-doll tops and others nude. Cindy was nude. The girls were all discussing their boyfriends and warning Lori about the handsome senior. Brad was watching the scene off camera. He got a hard-on that he couldn’t hide under his robe, to the amusement of the crew. The crew had them to, but not as apparent as Brad’s. When the Director said “cut, print” Cindy got off the bed and walked to her dressing room, without her robe. The crew was moaning, and Brad’s bulge wasn’t getting smaller.
“Cindy, we’ll be shooting the first hard scene tomorrow. The rehearsal clause will still apply, I’m afraid,” he informed, while she was getting ready for the next take.
“What do you mean? I have to let him fuck me off camera as well?” She said, not a little upset.
“Well to put it bluntly, yes. I don’t want him cuming early, and from the looks of his response to you today, he will, if you don’t rehearse. I’m sorry, but that’s the way it is, honey,” he instructed, and left. Cindy just sat looking at herself in the mirror for a minute. Brad came in and suggested that they rehearse the next scene. “OK, but only if you promise to treat me to dinner tonight,” she said, with a small grin. Brad didn’t believe he heard her right.
“You want me to take you to dinner tonight?” He repeated, not understanding.
“Yes. Unless you have other plans. We could . . . ”
“You bet I can. I’ll pick you up at 6:30,” he interrupted, with excitement. She explained to her Aunt and Uncle why she was doing this thing with Brad, but they were not happy. He was at the condo at 6:15. She wore a yellow dress and matching heels. He had reservations at one of Miami’s nicest restaurants. The meal was excellent, as was the wine. Cindy was starting to see him as just a regular guy with an unusual piece of anatomy.
“What made you change your mind about going out with me?” Brad asked.
“Well, we have to rehearse for tomorrow. It was do it cold, either in the dressing room, or in a social setting,” she replied.
“So you wanted me to take you to dinner so it would feel more natural, is that it?” He asked.
“Yep, that’s about the size of it, and the concern the boss had about you going off early tomorrow. Do you have a problem with any of it? I thought this would be best the first time,” she said.
“No-no not at all, I mean beggars can’t be choosers. Would you prefer my place or. . . . ”
“Why don’t we go to the beach with a bottle of wine?” She asked.
Brad picked up three bottles of wine, and two king size blankets. They drove for quite awhile, and then turned off on a dirt road for about half a mile to a deserted stretch of beach. The big moon made the beach bright, as Brad spread the blankets and opened a bottle. Cindy thought the serf looked inviting, so she peeled off her clothes and ran into the waves. Brad soon joined her. Cindy played coyly and splashed him, laughed and swam to the beach. Brad followed, caught her and fell on the beach laughing with her. He kissed her, and she kissed him back, as she slipped him her tongue. He quickly rolled between her legs, and tried to put his now turgid manhood on target.
She wriggled, and his cock slid up through her blond pubes and started firing cum on her breast and face. Cindy couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh Brad, that’s exactly what Mick was afraid of,” she said giggling. He didn’t want this happening on a take.”
“OK-OK, a rehearsal was a good idea, but you didn’t have to laugh at me. I mean I didn’t plan to do that,” he said very embarrassed.
“I know you didn’t Brad, and I’m sorry I laughed, but you have to admit it was funny.” She said as she got up and went back in the water to clean. Brad returned to the blankets and some wine. He poured her a glass as she fell beside him, and it was soon apparent that he was ready for another rehearsal.
He decided to take a little slower approach this time, and went to go down on her. Brad had never lusted after a girl as much as this one. He thought her cunt was gorgeous, the tight chubby lips that were almost without hair, and the sweet musky smell that teased his nostrils as he brushed his nose through her curls.
As his tongue dipped between her lips, the aroma of fresh pussy juice filled his nose. The tongue went deep between the inner lips, tasting her sweet nectar. He found her burley clit and proceeded to polish it furiously with his tongue, as they young blonde wriggled and moaned.
He didn’t stop until she had several orgasms, leaving her drained. Then he slowly brought his manhood into position for the Coup de Gras. He felt the head of his steel hard cock slide between her lips and met some resistance as her snug vagina reluctantly gave way to his huge instrument.
He tried to think about cleaning fish, to keep from coming early again. When the head of his cock was in her, he withdrew and drove a little harder, sinking the shaft almost half way in. He repeated this twice until his balls were against her ass. He was so excited now that he was afraid to move again, and gave her a long hot kiss.
Suddenly her pussy started squeezing and relaxing, like she was massaging his cock. This was more than the man could take, and his cock started exploding. He quivered, howled and quickly withdrew his cock as it continued to spurt cum like blood from an artery.
“Oh Brad, what are you going to do tomorrow! You can’t even get started good.” Cindy complained.
“It’s not my fault. I was OK until you started massaging me,” he replied.
“OK, I understand. My vagina, it has a mind of it’s own. It’s not something I can control.” She could see he was as frustrated as she was, so she leaned over and kissed him, and started stroking his half flacid weapon.
“Just relax and let me help you recover. Don’t worry about it, everything will be fine,” she soothed. He laid back on the blanket as she began to lick and stroke his giant cock. He recovered quickly, and she straddled him and guided his pole into her body. Cindy didn’t wait, but started riding his cock in ernest. Brad felt much more in control of his manhood now, as the girl of his dreams tried to squeeze the blood out of him with her vice like cunt.
Brad decided it was time to do some serious fucking and rolled her over and began to really drive it home. The girl dug her heels into his tight bobbing ass and held on to his broad shoulders as best she could. His long deep strokes were starting a fire in her pelvis. She knew a big one was coming from the goose bumps on her thighs and tummy.
When the goose bumps reached her nipples, she was having trouble breathing. She could feel the heat spread down her legs and up her body. Suddenly from deep inside her, an explosion – then another one, even larger – and then a real big one. Then, just as she thought she was finished, the goose bumbs went up her face and her whole body started to tremble. Her pelvis seemed to sneeze and implode at the same time. She momentarily passed out.
As she came to, Brad was cuming and screaming. She was so weak from the monster orgasm all she could do, was watch him. Her body was limp, her feet had fallen off his ass and lay like bricks on the blanket. The only thing that wasn’t numb was the bottom of her cunt; that pain was real. She was glad when he made his final scream, and rolled off.
The last time she felt like this she was eleven, and just had her first orgasm. It was after reading one of her mothers romance novels. Her clit was heavily polished after that discovery. She didn’t think this kind of orgasm was possible, even though some of her girl friends at school swore they had experienced it. Would she have to depend on Brad to send her to this special heaven from now on? She was a little worried that no other man would be able to duplicate this feeling.
Brad could swear he just lost a pint of cum to this girl. He’d never cum like that before. He knew the orgasm she had was also special, because her face was white as a sheet when he rolled off her. He decided to make the first move, and kissed her gently on the shoulder. Cindy started to cry,
“Brad what have you done to me? I’ve never felt anything so intense before. My body feels like a rag that’s been twisted dry,” she cried.
“Well don’t feel alone honey. I don’t think I have any body fluids left in me. That was tremendous,” he offered.
“But Brad, we’re supposed to act professional. If this feeling hits me during filming it will ruin the take,” she worried.
“Honey, trust me, if you have this kind of orgasm during filming, Mick will find a way to use it in the film somewhere,” he laughed trying to calm her fears.
“But my character is a fifteen-year-old virgin – virgins don’t cum like that. I’m supposed to fight you off. I guess that’s where the acting comes in, right?” She observed.
“That’s right. It’ll mean you will have to act a little harder, that’s all,” he said.
Brad got up and poured them a glass of wine. As he brought the glass’ back, Cindy noticed he was starting to get hard again.
“Brad I think we’ve done enough “rehearsing” for the evening, why don’t we head for home. We have to be at the studio early, and I could use some rest,” she offered. Brad agreed.
The next morning Ralph got a call from the Director of Promotions at Wearever Tool Co. He said they had gotten so many inquires about the source of their calendar, his secretary could barely handle it all. He said he was going to FAX the list to Ralph, and thanked him again for the best piece of advertisement the company ever got.
Ralph noticed that the companies listed involved male oriented products. Tool manufacturers, diesel truck parts, gun smiths and gas station vendors of all sorts. He called a company that made truck parts, and was immediately put through to their VP of advertising.
“Mr. Carson am I glad to hear from you! Our company would like to have the high quality promotional aids put out by your Studio. Could we get together in the near future and discuss a project?” The director asked.
“Yes, I think that can be arranged. Would you want me to meet you there in Kansas City?” Ralph offered.
“If it’s all the same to you I would love to come to Miami and discuss this and perhaps meet your new young model,” he asked.
“Why yes, I guess that would be fine. Try the first week of the month, and call me and let me know your flight info.” Ralph replied.
This conversation was repeated several times all morning, as Ralph went through the long list. He realized that the calendar was turning into a gold mine. If he ever did another calendar with Cindy, he was going to be able to ask three or four times what the original went for. Suddenly he had a brilliant idea, but would wait until he got a number of contracts signed, before he told anyone.
The rehearsal had gone so well on the beach that Cindy was asked by the Director to help Brad keep his cock hard (the crew was having no trouble with theirs). She complied and rubbed it between her lips until it was up again. The Director said the scene in the van, where Brad’s character practically rapes Cindy’s, was one of the most erotic he’d ever shot. He told the actors that if things kept moving this smooth, they would have the film in the can by the end of the month.
After a day of shooting scenes in the school cafeteria, hall and class room, the cast was bored. They knew these scenes were important to the film, but they enjoyed the hot ones more, just like the crew did. The next morning they were setting up for the teen bedroom scene, but Brad was not there yet. Mick said if he wasn’t there when he was ready to shoot, he was going to fine him. Brad stumbled in with just enough time to get his costume on. Brad knew his lines, but Cindy was concerned about him needing to rehearse the sex parts.
Brad was so good even the director thought he was a senior in High School. Cindy was very convincing as the recently deflowered teen. Everything went fine until the sex scene. Cindy knew she was in trouble when the goose bumps came up on her thighs before he hardly got it in her. It wasn’t long before she had left the script behind and was exploding and cuming like crazy. The Director didn’t know what to do, but he knew better than to say cut. Brad almost did the same thing, but at least he had the forethought to withdraw and dump most oh his substantial load on her stomach. Several crew members joined in and were sporting large damp spots on the front of their jeans.
The Director didn’t say anything to the actors as they left the stage. Cindy was so embarrassed she kept her head down. He met them in his office and told them that was not a very professional stunt they pulled, and then through his head back and laughed.
“We may have to shoot that scene over, but I have to tell you both that was the best sex scene I have ever witnessed – bar none. I don’t know where to stick it right now, but I’m going to find a place for that somewhere in this film,” he said with a smile.
Ellen asked Cindy if she could come and watch the screening of the “dailies.” That was all the film that was shot that day, to insure it was OK and didn’t need to be redone. This was shown every evening at 7:00pm. Ellen couldn’t get over how well Cindy handled her part, she was a fine little actress. Cindy didn’t want to be next to her Aunt when the infamous orgasmic scene started, so she made an excuse and left. Ellen was severely turned on by that scene. She had never seen any sex that intense before. When the scene was over her crotch was soaked. As soon as she found Cindy the girl started blushing big.
“Oh Aunt Ellen of all the days to come see the dailies. I am so embarrassed,” she said. ‘Well dear, I didn’t know sex that intense existed, except in a novel. That scene is a classic.”
Cindy explained that it wasn’t supposed to happen like that, and they would have to re-shoot it. As she left, Ellen had a discussion with Mick about buying a copy of the sex scene. Mick said it would be all right since she was a member of the star’s family, and authorized it.
By the end of the first week of the month Ralph had contracts signed to develop promotional products for four companies. He had appointments also scheduled for the following week. He felt it was time to discuss his idea with the ladies.
Cindy talked about her day during dinner, while Ellen and Ralph just nodded. After Dinner, Ralph said he was thinking about talking to Spoleta about buying Cindy’s contract. Cindy and Ellen looked at him like he was crazy.
“Ralph do you know what kind of money your talking about here?” Asked Ellen.
“I think so, about eight hundred to a million. Do you think it’s a good idea?”
“Well Mr. Money Bags, where are you going to get that kind of money? The calendar was great but not that great,” observed Ellen.
“Listen, ladies, old Ralph has hit the jackpot. I’ve signed contracts with four companies for more calendars or a similar promotional product. I have meetings with more next week. Each contract is worth three hundred grand, so I’m going shopping for my favorite model.” He replied excitedly.
Ellen and Cindy screamed with joy. Cindy asked if he thought Bennie would consider selling her. Ralph felt that since this film was almost in the can, he may agree.
Ralph was able to get an early appointment with Bennie on Monday. He had to wait over thirty minutes to get in. Spoleta seemed to be in a down mood, unusual for him. “Hi Ralph, what can I do for you? You know that niece of yours has surely impressed my Director over there. ‘Said she’s a fine young actress, on top of everything else. Have a seat.” Bennie said, as he lit a new cigar.
Ralph explained his proposal to Bennie. He said that he realized Cindy was a hot property for his studio, and would try not to insult him with his offer. Spoleta stared at Ralph, then asked him what he thought a reasonable offer for his star was.
“Considering that you have a really golden film practically in the can, I feel $850,000.00 to be a reasonable offer. We both know that the Attorney General is threatening to come down hard on the Porn business this year. If they hit you, what will she be worth sitting in the wings?” Ralph asked. “yeah, I know about the damn Governor and his political stunts, but that doesn’t mean I’m so scared I’ll give away my golden puss. Ralph, I’ll give your offer some serious consideration. Give me two days to think about it. I promise to get back with you then,” Bennie said. They parted cordially, but Ralph felt he would have to pay a lot more than his low offer for the girl.
Things continued to go smooth at the studio. However, Mick now felt that Brad and Cindy were rehearsing too much between takes. He had to wait five minutes for Cindy to get his cock up on the last scene. He suspected, correctly, that the big orgasm’s Brad was pulling out of her were becoming addictive.
“Listen you two. We have one more day of shooting on this project. It won’t take more than that if you abstain from sex until you’re on the set tomorrow. Do you both understand what I’m saying? I want to see two professional actors on this set in the morning, “he lectured.
“Cindy, you and Brad not going out this evening?” Ellen asked her Niece.
“No Mick says were seeing too much of each other. It’s starting to slow the production,” Cindy replied. Ellen giggled.
“It sounds like someone is getting addicted to something,” Ellen observed, still laughing. Cindy proceeded to tell her Aunt about the dynamite orgasms she was getting with Brad. Ellen confided that she had never experienced anything like that, but had heard of it.
Bennie was as good as his word. Ralph got his call by 10:00am on Wednesday. He said he was open to the offer, but felt she was worth at least a Million, and wouldn’t take less than 1.2 million for her. Ralph, having closed three more deals, agreed and surprised Spoleta by telling him that was a fair offer.
Ralph quickly said he would have the money to him by the first of the following week. Bennie, caught off guard by the acceptance, stammered but said that would be fine. Ralph was so happy he felt like he could do back flips. He had a lot of guilt about Cindy’s situation. This, he felt, would clean his slate. He wasted no time in sharing the news with the ladies. They were ecstatic. Cindy asked if she would still get 5% of the gross of the film. Her Uncle said that she would only get it on this film. She would be paid for the entire month, even though she only worked one week. Ralph told her that she would have to help him with the many upcoming projects, or he couldn’t buy her back. She kissed and hugged him. Ellen cried.
Cindy was happy helping her Uncle over the next several months. The risque scenes she was asked to do seemed like child’s play after the Spoleta film. On Cindy’s urging, Ralph allowed Brad to help spice up some of the scenes. He refused a salary. He felt it was the least he could do. One of the clients let it be known that it wanted some spanking shots on its calendar. So Ralph hired a creative makeup artist to work on Cindy’s ass. He hired Betty Gray, a large stocky woman, to play the stern Mom for the spanking scenes. But Cindy still didn’t look like a Junior High student. Cindy asked a friend and fellow student, Cheryl Crocker, if she would be interested in auditioning. The girl was barely five two, but had an excellent figure. Cindy thought she could pass as younger teen. She explained about the nude audition, but she didn’t seem to upset about it, if Cindy would go with her. The speech in the anteroom reminded Cindy of her trip there. She helped Cheryl with her clothes and talked with the other models. When all the women were nude, Cindy was sure Cheryl would be the best choice. Ralph thought so as well. She was short, pretty and had a beautiful figure.
When Cheryl came on the set in her teen clothes, no one would have thought she was more than fourteen. The wardrobe and makeup people were congratulated by Ralph and the Director. Next to Betty, she even looked younger.
The calendar was a series of shots on the same subject. January had Betty looking at Cheryl’s awful report card and rolling up her sleeves, while Cheryl sweated and looked like she was making excuses.
February had Betty bending her young daughter over the porch rail, while lifting her skirt above lace panties. Cheryl was really sweating now, and appeared to be pleading for mercy.
March showed Betty yanking her pink panties down to her knees with one hand, while reaching for a large white porcelain hair brush with the other.
April showed Cheryl with a bright red whelp on her right cheek from the first hit. Her eyes were huge, and the tears were streaming down her face as she screamed. Betty was holding the hair brush high over her right shoulder, ready to deliver the second lick.
May was a similar scene, but five or six hits later. Cheryl’s ass was now red and shiny on both cheeks, with visible whelps showing everywhere. She appeared to be screaming at the top of her lungs. June looked like she was starting to wriggle around to avoid the brush, with no luck. Her ass now had a number of tiny water blisters on it, a few had broken.
Ralph was not comfortable with the story board. He said he didn’t want the spanking to go to far. He decided to stop it after the water blisters appear in June. Cindy agreed. She also suggested finishing the year with a sexual comedy theme. Ralph and the Director thought that would be a good Idea. The Director said we could go pretty far with a sex scene if it was done with humor. Cheryl wanted to know what he meant by “pretty far.” “Don’t worry honey. We won’t ask you to really ‘do it’ for $50 an hour,” the Director said, as everyone laughed.
Brad and Cindy did a scene as a couple making love on a weekend morning, when their little kid barges in on them. She put hair curlers in her hair, and wore a flannel nighty. Aunt Ellen picked up a cardboard cut out of a little kid that photographed really well. Brad had her legs pushed way back, and looked as though he was really giving it to her as they appeared shocked at seeing him at the door. The photo showed her cunt and his cock half buried. Cheryl watched them do that seen with her mouth open.
Once the Director had his three shots, he yelled cut, but Brad didn’t move and neither did his bed mate. They had been holding that pose for thirty minutes, and were hot as a pistol when he said cut. Cindy could see Ellen’s face get beat red when Brad started to fuck her for real. Cheryl just gasped and covered her mouth. Cindy was too far gone to object to what his cock was doing to her.
Before she came, she thought she saw the flash go off several times. Brad came big time. He dumped this time at ball depth, and felt the cum pour out and over her anus. As it sank into Cindy what they had done in front of the whole cast, she blushed to her ass. “Well are we felling better now, my dear,” Aunt Ellen asked as she slipped past her. Cheryl just stood there with her mouth open and eyes wide.
“Damn you two. That was a very embarrassing and an unprofessional act you just displayed out there. I for one, think you owe me and the entire crew an apology,” the Director said, as he came in the dressing room. Cindy started crying and Brad sat in a chair with his head in his hands. The Director said the hour was late and called it quits for the day. Aunt Ellen and Uncle Ralph were driving out of the parking lot before Cindy got to her car. She went to the University library, since she had to turn in a paper this week, and needed to research it. When she got to the library door, she realized she had left her notes in the Studio dressing room. Cussing the delay of having to drive ten miles back, she returned to the car.
She was lucky she had a key to the side door, since no one was around. Noises came from the dark hall as she approached the dressing room, she went slowly. She couldn’t imagine who could be here at this hour. She noticed a dim light coming under the dressing room door; she quietly opened it. Cindy couldn’t believe her eyes, Brad was giving Cheryl the fucking of her life on one of the prop beds. They were both naked, and clothes were everywhere on the floor. She had her heels locked on his ass, and was moaning loud. Cindy got the video camera from Ralph’s office and proceeded to get some great shots, at different angles. She was glad the camera had a low lux rating. Cheryl came as big as she did. The girl shook the whole bed, as her scream echoed through the building. Cindy hid and waited, but they didn’t stop until she had screamed three more times. Cheryl clung to him like a growth on his arm, as they left the building. Cindy painfully apologized to Ralph and Ellen at breakfast, for her loss of control on the set. She said to have to hold that pose for so long, was more than either of them could handle. “Being a professional model of erotica isn’t easy. You must be able to divorce yourself from the subject of the scene being shot, or you will go crazy. We had one model who used to think about playing baseball with her little brother, to keep her mind occupied,” Ellen offered.
Cindy said nothing about the previous evening at the Studio. She figured when Cheryl saw Brad giving it to her on the set, it must have started a fire of lust in her that she had to put out. Cindy placed that tape in a safe spot, just in case. She couldn’t help but snicker watching Cheryl’s slow guarded movements this morning. She knew her cunt must look like hamburger.
The rest of the calendar went very smooth. Cindy noticed that Brad was finding more and more excuses for not being with her. She was glad she wasn’t emotionally involved with Brad, but she was sure missing the great sex. Cheryl mentioned that she was going to stay late to clean up the dressing room, since it was the last day of the shoot, so Cindy decided to take her car around back and slip in the side door.
As she suspected Cheryl and Brad started getting it on in the dressing room. She set up the video camera with the same tape and started getting some great close-ups of his big cock pumping the petit blonds’ cunt. The close-up of Cheryl’s face when she came was priceless. The horny young blond couldn’t stand to watch any longer and lost her clothes, after camouflaging the camera. She walked into the room in all her glory, and suggested a threesome.
Cheryl was shocked and upset that she would do that, but Brad couldn’t believe his good fortune. He was all for it, Cheryl didn’t like it but saw she was out voted and relented. Brad started eating Cindy while Cheryl worked on his cock with her tongue. Cindy, getting hot, pulled Cheryl around and started licking her cunt, forming a very small daisy chain.
Neither Cindy nor Cheryl had ever experienced anything like this. Brad could tell he had some very excited participants with him. The women were insatiable for Brad and each other. He couldn’t seem to fuck them enough, and they weren’t going to the toilet anymore, just draining on the bed.
After an hour of this, the participants had matted hair and sticky bodies. Brad finally gave up and said all his liquid was gone, and left the bed. The women held out for several more screams, before succumbing.
They made the mistake of trying to shower together. This started the orgy all over again. Brad kept them both in the shower laughing until he had them one more time, before collapsing. When they all finally left the building it was almost midnight, and a hidden camera, with a depleted battery, was forgotten.
Billy Ralston was waiting by Ralph’s door as he got to his office on Monday morning. “Mr. Carson I found your camera under a tarp in the prop room. I don’t know what it was doing there, but its battery has had it,” he said as he handed the dead camera to a confused Ralph.
“Thanks Billy, I have no idea how it got down there either,” Ralph replied as he opened his office. He noticed that the tape had not been rewound, so he threw it in the VCR to rewind as he made a few calls. He almost forgot the tape until mid morning. He got a doughnut and some coffee and hit play. He was soon choking on his doughnut when he saw Brad’s cock. He had to see the whole thing.
The Directors meeting was breaking up when Ralph’s secretary found Cindy. “Your Uncle would like to see you before you leave today Miss Johnson,” she informed her, as she continued to the lunch room.
“What’s up Unc?” Cindy asked as she entered the very familiar office.
“What do you know about a video camera found in the prop room this morning?” he asked watching her face turn red.
“Oh no! I forgot all about that camera. Has anyone seen the tape?” she asked with concern.
“I believe I’m the only one who has had that pleasure, so far. What possessed you to film your little ‘party’ in the prop room anyway?” he asked. Cindy told him the whole story about Brad and Cheryl. She then asked him to get rid of the tape before anyone else saw it. He said he wasn’t sure if he wanted too, it was entertaining. Cindy locked his door and said she would make it worth his time to trash it. She lifted her skirt, peeled her panties, and straddled his lap.
“Oh well when you put it that way, I guess it’s history,” he said as he unzipped his pants. After their two-hour “meeting”, Ralph and his Niece emerged for lunch. Ellen was just coming up the stairs as they were leaving, and was invited. Ralph was glad their session didn’t last any longer.
Cindy found no humor in almost ruining the relationship she had with her Aunt, and told Ralph as soon as they were alone. She also told him that they should discontinue having sex behind her back. She loved Ellen and wouldn’t hurt her for anything, and the guilt she had about her Uncle was becoming unbearable. Cindy asked him to just forget about her. Ralph Carson wept, but had to agree with his beautiful Niece, of course, he wouldn’t forget about having sex with her until they put him in the ground.
Cindy continued to work for her Uncle as a model until she graduated, making a fortune for him. After graduation, Ralph offered her a position as Assistant Producer, with a salary she couldn’t refuse. She was now the one who interviewed naked girls for new projects, and made important casting decisions. Brad Benson was hired for one project after another at the Carson Studios. He figured it was because he was sleeping with the Producer.