C Ralston: X-rated lady cop

"G-G-God! Her… fuckin' throat is… is jackin' me off!" Gino panted, eyes closed with the intensity of his building cum.

It was true! Laurel's sex-swirling mind told her. The slight rocking motion of Dean's cock plowing into her asshole was pushing her contracted throat up and back on the stiff spear of cock meat trapped within it!

"I'm… I'm cummmmmin'!" Gino screamed, his body tensing into one huge, muscular knot of passion.

The giant cock in Laurel's throat bucked, nearly choking her, and a geyser of cum blew down her tight throat passage. The mighty river of jism flowed in splashes of hot juice and Laurel drained it all down, the big prick too deep to even have to swallow.

Halfway through the deluge, Laurel's pussy went wild around Dean's pummeling fingers and her ass jerked in unison with her climaxing pussy and her fluttering tits. The tortured brown eye winked elastically around Dean's hammering dong, and Laurel felt the first spatter of cum deep in her bowels.

"Ahhhhhhhhhi it's flowing!" Dean shrieked as his jizz dam broke inside the fluttering, sucking ass cleft and his spunk pumped into the redhead.

Laurel couldn't scream and she couldn't howl. She could do nothing but murmur loudly with wonder at the force of the orgasm crashing through her frantically humping, sucking body as the men poured their jism into her. The top of Laurel's head felt blown from her skull and her cunt and ass were clutching so frenziedly that it seemed the fantastic, surging climax would never end.

"Bravo! Bravo!" The distributor was up on his feet, applauding the trio's effort as if it had been a bravura performance of his favorite opera. "Perfect, my beauties! A wonderful show! You will make us a fortune, my dear! A fortune for all of us, yourself included!"

Laurel was coming down to earth slowly, her body bathed in a flowing aura of satisfaction. She sucked the last few drops of cum out of Gino's dead snake of a cock and let it slip from her lips. The prick in her ass oozed out, along with a few wads of expended jizz.

"Th-Thank you!" the out-of-breath girl panted toward the porno distributor.

"Dominic, take these gentlemen to the office and show them the contract," the distributor said to his other bodyguard. "I'm sure they will find it most liberal. Gino, you and the other lad accompany them, please. Don't bother to dress, just yet, there are robes hanging in the bathroom that you two can use until the contract sighing is over."

The men got off the bed and put on the robes. The group riled out of the apartment talking excitedly about what a find Laurel was, and about percentages and what parts of the country would prove to be the hottest box office spots for the proposed film.

The porno distributor got up and went to the door after the last man gone out. He locked it and turned to face Laurel, who was still lying naked and spent on the bed.

The old man slowly unzipped his trousers as he came toward the girl, an odd, dream-like smile on his face. As he reached the bed, he dropped his pants and shorts and presented his rigid, nice-sized cock for the girl's inspection.

"Pull it, my dear!" he urged Laurel. "Work it until it shoots. I want to pour my hot manhood all over your pretty face! I wish to bathe that perfect young body of yours in my essence!"

Laurel's cunt clenched as she thought about how that would feel – being spattered with burning spunk as she jerked the old, elegant man's thick cock! It was ugly, depraved, wanton – and totally irresistible!

The hot-blooded redhead told herself that it was because of the role she was playing in the case that she was doing this awful thing, as she reached up for the old man's hard dick – that she was just trying to play up to him to win his trust. But she knew that was only part of it. She knew, as her hand closed around the stiff cock, that she was really doing it because she wanted to. She wanted to feel his torrid cum spattering onto her undulating body as she beat him off, to experience the corrupt thrill of reveling in the steamy sperm bath!

"Yesssss!" the aroused twenty-year-old hissed seductively to her older lover. "Pump it all over me! On my titties, my belly, my face! Drown me in it!"

The old man's eyes glowed as she began stroking him, whispering to him how much she wanted his hot load all over her nubile breasts and gorgeous face. Laurel whipped the fat cock up and back and aimed the tiny hole at her squirming, writhing body as she reached up and jerked him.

The excitement of seeing the voluptuous young girl being fucked in the ass and the mouth, coupled with her genuine desire to jack him off, meant the cooing, wriggling girl did not have long to wait.

The old man groaned and rocked back and forth on his heels as she pumped him faster and faster.

All at once, the old film distributor gasped and went as stiff as the prick in Laurel's sliding hand. He tried to speak, couldn't manage a sound, then finally let out a garbled moan.

"N-Now!" the old man gurgled.

The first gush of cream shot out of the jumping cock and fell with a splat across Laurel's mountainous tits. The fiery liquid sent tremors of cum fever coursing through the redhead's jutting mounds as it struck her tender nipples. A second and third jet of boiling man juice splashed onto Laurel's belly and neck as she moved her hand frantically on the spurting prick and aimed it in a wide circle.

"Ohhhhhh! Sooooo much!" Laurel whined with pleasure, the tip of the exploding cock pointed squarely at her face now.

The old man sighed as his last big streamer of cum swashed against the beautiful redhead's mouth and splattered onto her cheeks and chin. Laurel joined him in a murmur of shared satisfaction, licking the spent cum from her face with long swipes of her tongue, like a kitten cleaning its whiskers after a meal. She had cum with him, not a jarring, screaming climax, but a melting, gentle orgasm that had topped off the day perfectly.

In gratitude, Laurel sat up and licked the pearl of gathered spunk from the end of the old man's rapidly shriveling dick. He smiled and played with her long, fiery hair.

"You are a thoughtful, sweet girl, my dear," he whispered. "And I will make you very rich. Just wait and see."

Before Laurel could answer, the old man pulled his cock from her hand and hitched up his slacks. He went into the bathroom and closed the door, and Laurel began cleaning up and dressing too.

"So this is where you shoot your films!" the captain gestured to Gino as the big bodyguard guided the Cadillac Limousine through the gates.

"Yeah, commercials for T.V. during the day, hot flicks at night," Gino laughed. "The boss believes in getting his bucks' worth out of a property." Gino parked the car. Lucenta, the captain, Laurel, and Dean got out. Hiller was with the equipment man inside, setting up, having been driven out from the tailor shop earlier in another car.

"Well, you're here at last," a man said from the shadows beside the barn-like building.

The group recognized the other bodyguard. "Come on in, the boss is waiting for you," the man said impatiently.

The vice cops followed the man inside, gawking and shuffling through the maze of props, old sets, and lighting and sound equipment that were stored around the entrance to the enormous sound stage. They made their way through it to a sumptuous bedroom set surrounded by microphones and cameras. The small statured porno king was waiting for them, smiling.

"Ah, you're all here! Now we can begin. I want to thank you for loaning us Mr. Hiller, here. He has been mast helpful!" the distributor smiled at Hiller, who was moving a mike into place.

Hiller looked up from his task and nodded. Lucenta went over to one of the big color cameras and checked out the controls.