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Introduction:

Another installment about our boy's first day as a porn stud ...
Reading the first two installments may help make some sense of this

Part 3
“Got herpes?”
Ruth was finishing applying the eyeliner when she asked this.
“No!” George was emphatic. He’d balled a lot of girls, but he’d kept is dick clean all throughout. Screwing a porn queen may have been a bad idea, he thought, and mentally tried to visualize his dick – was there some kind of slime or something on it that he had to worry about? God, I hope not, he thought.
Ruth just kept on going. “That’s good. We need to keep this business as disease-free as possible. We want to keep the health and safety department off our backs, and Marion, our starlet, is an extreme germ-o-phobe. If your wick is the least bit rank, she’ll puke,” said Ruth.
Gino caught the last of what Ruth was saying as he came into the dressing room, lugging lamps and cables. He laughed. “I actually got some of that puking shit on tape last month, and it’s one of the hottest video downloads on XNXX.com. Man you got to look it up. Porn Puke Failure is what we labeled it. Listen to this: this is how it happened. This fat dude was working a blow up doll. Koko had this great story that the guy thought he was an angel whose spunk made blow up dolls into real live girls. Kind of like Pygmalion …”
“Pig what?” asked George.
“Oh sorry, my college English classes are showing again. Pygmalion was this story about a sculpture who turned a statue into a woman because he believed her to be real and loved her so much. Anyway, in this story, this guy fucks these plastic dolls. So we video that. And then we have these dream sequences, where his fantasies about turning the dolls into women are shown. And the babes are totally gorgeous and hot and want to fuck their eyeballs out as soon as they turn real. The funny part is watching this fat slob banging these beautiful cunts, and knowing they’re not real.”
“So get to the part about Marion,” said Ruth. She was cleaning up the make up tray.
Gino grinned. “O, yeah, sorry. So Marion takes the place of one of these dolls, and she’s to go down on our fat blimp with the little dick. He pushes her to the ground, and squats on top of her. His stubby legs are so short that his balls are rubbing on her chin. And she’s trapped, see. She’s wedged in under all this ugly white hairy flesh.
But Marion is still hanging in there. She may be stupid but the girl works hard. So she tries to blow him, but she no sooner gets the dick in her mouth, and Marion starts to up-chuck. You know what I mean? Her Adam’s apple starts bobbing up and down and she heaving and spits out his tiny dick. Then out of her mouth this brown mess blasts his balls and bounces back into her face, and her eyes and mouth and nose are just flooded with her puke. She starts to make all sorts of sick sounds: blek and blak and rolf and barf and whatnot.
“This gets Fat Boy so excited, he starts shooting his wad right at her face, and she starts barfing again cause he tastes so damn rank.” Gino starts laughing, getting red in the face and gasping. “Then he really grosses her out: as soon as his jizz has splattered her puky face, he just starts peeing all over her, and Marion’s screaming now and dry heaving and trying to get out of his way. But she can’t.” Gino started laughing again.
Ruth was laughing too, and said, “Marion needs to get this pig off her face, so she just ups and bites one of his balls.”
Gino starts howling with laughter, putting down the cables and bent over with laughter.
Ruth stops and looks at him, laughing a little too, but also serious. “She had to get that slob off her, I don’t blame her.
“And another thing: Koko was pissed. Marion wouldn’t work for a week, and Fat Boy filed a workman’s comp claim and sued Koko’s Circus for damages. We settled out of court, Koko paid him off $15,000 to make him go away. But she’s a smart business woman. She kept the video and all the rights to it. Like Gino says, it’s hot and we’re making money off of it.
“So is Marion a prima donna?” asked George.
“Damn near,” said Ruth, “although she’s getting old and has to get over her bullshit ways if she wants to keep working here. Otherwise, Koko will replace her with somebody who is younger and less of a pain in the ass.”
“No way,” said Gino. “Marion is money in the bank. Marion Goldman, a.k.a Mary Mammary -- the original, all natural, big tit porn queen.“
“Somebody call?”
A near goddess of stunning physical beauty looked through the open door.
“Why’s everybody having so much fun?” she asked.
She was tall – almost six feet. Tanned, with a clear open face framed by dark-haired tresses of what looked to be naturally curly hair. Her full naturally red lips were like wet petals of a red flower bud. Her cheekbones were high and the eyes wide apart, showing unmistakable Slavic features.
Her voice had a slight accent, Russian perhaps or Polish.
Marion wore simple clothes: gym shorts, a white tee-shirt, and plastic flip flops. Her long slender legs were smooth and well-formed.
Looking at her, George immediately felt something stir inside his scrotum. He was going to like this job.
Ruth said, “Marion, this is your next co-star.”
Marion of the big mammaries looked goerge over carefully, starting at his feet, and slowly working her way to his eyes. George was still naked from his shave. As Marion reached his crotch, she smiled, and when she got to his eyes, she winked. “You’ve got all the right tools in the right places, George,” she said. “Just try to remember one thing. I’m the star, and you’re just another dick.”
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