Poncho Ilia - With this ring, I thee lust

"Cut," Dirk said. "Get in there," he said in Italian to stooge two, who had gotten gloriously hard by watching.

"We've got about three minutes, Miss McRae. We need seven and a half minutes of you eating him."

Stooge two sat in the chair. "Get back into the same position, Miss McRae, and take it up where you left off before Angelo came." I saw another cock, a hard cock, looking so much like the first that no one would be able to tell the difference. I was eating it royally, I remembered, when the first one came. I put my mouth over it, tried to drive it down my throat. Romeo number two sat back and enjoyed. "Try to make it last four and a half minutes, Marko/' Dirk yelled. "Hold back if you feel it coming."

I was already working hard, loving the taste of a new cock, taking it all into my mouth, all I could get. I felt it cram back against my soft palate. I liked. I licked and liked and I sucked and liked and I was boiling, boiling, boiling in my steaming twat and wishing that I could get it in rne. I began to really milk it'and Romeo Two began to hump and fuck and grunt and Dirk said, "Hold it for another minute and a half and then let 'er rip."

I licked up and down the length. I could feel the come bottled up in his fine balls. I knew that I could get him in thirty seconds. I killed a minute licking the barrel of it and biting his balls gently and then I drove it home and Dirk began a countdown. "Thirty seconds. Twenty. Fifteen."

I sucked. I milked that beautiful cock. And, as Dirk said, "Five," I felt it began to swell and then I bit it and sucked it and it burst into my mouth and he was humping and moaning and coming a quart and I swallowed most of it, let some ooze out onto the shaft of his cock, licked it off. "Great," Dirk said. "Cut."

"Oh, God," I moaned, as Romeo Two left me. But there was Romeo Three in the chair, sitting with his cock thrust up, his legs stuck out in front of him.

"All right, Miss McRae," Dirk said. "I want about thirty secdnds of you eating Gino while you play with yourself. The camera will switch from your face and his cock to your box and I want you to really give it a workout."

I took cock number three and I was still boiling. I spread my legs in my kneeling position and put my hands up and found my clit and toyed with it. The camera shifted down and I ran a finger into my creaming hole, kept my mouth going on, Romeo Three's cock, fucked myself wildly. I almost came.

"O.K.," Dirk yelled. "Now get up, Miss McRae, nice and easy. Sit on his legs with your face out. Take your left hand and guide his cock into you."

Oh, wow. Was I ready! I rose, turned quickly, threw one of my shapely legs over his and sat, that high pointing cock jabbing me into heaven as it centered right on my gooy glory hole and punched. I guided it into me with my hand and let my weight drive it into me. I began to writhe and moan, completely forgetting my audience, the lights, the cameras. I wanted pressure on my clit, but penetration was better than nothing.

I had to keep my hands out of the way, because the camera was in close, centered on Romeo's cock plunging in and out as I lifted and fell. Time stood still for me as I enjoyed a good cock in me, as I lifted, plunged, wiggled, moaned. Another camera was in on my face and it was getting the look of lust and ecstasy. But the main center of attention was where Romeo's cock was sliding in and out on my generous wetness. I felt it plunge up and hit my womb each tirae I went down. I felt on the verge of coming. I wanted to turn, get face to face with the owner of that cock, wanted to feel it drive in from the front and give my quivering clit a good blow, but it went on and on and then Romeo Three couldn't stand it any longer. With a wild cry, he squeezed my hips with his hands, moved wildly, pumped up and down, ran his cock in and out fast, fast, and then, burst inside me. I felt his cock swell and burst and then the nice, hot jets of come and I went wild, wiggling and fighting, but I couldn't get a climax. "Cut," Dirk yelled.

Romeo One came in, sat. He was half hard. "Get him worked up," Dirk said. I sat on him, fed his half-soft cock into me. The nice cock felt the slickness, the heat, and it obligingly got hard and then I was working and working as I'd been working on the first cock. I was panting and gasping and putting on a great show and Dirk began his countdown and just at the most beautiful time, just as I was about to climax regardless of lack of clitoral stimulation, Romeo One came. I mean, I had two loads of come pumped into me in the space of seven minutes. "Great stuff," Dirk said. "Now we shoot the ending."

I thought that would be me coming. But Romeo Two came in, his cock revitalized by frigging and watching, and I sat on him.

"Now when you come," Dirk said, "remember to pull out. And you lean back, Miss McRae, so that his come will shoot up onto your titties and belly. Kid, you put come onto her tits and you get a five thousand lira bonus."

It was more of the same. Me squirming and fighting to reach a non-clitoral climax, hot as hot, wild with passion.

"Is he close yet?" Dirk kept asking. "Remember, the customers want to see that come shoot out. They can't see it in your cunt. We want it to shoot out onto your belly."

I felt, after a short while, his cock swell and he began to plunge and I made myself ready. I was selfish, however, I kept him in me for his first jet of come and felt it shoot out into my screaming pussy and then I jerked and fell back. His cock came out and jerked up against my belly and the second jet of come landed directly on my right nipple and the men cheered. The rest shot out and dribbled down my belly and the camera came in dose and took shots of his cock emptying his come onto my white, smooth skin and then Dirk said, "Cut." "What about me?" I wailed.

"I told you," Carlo said, laughing. "Look, let's not waste it." Get the blond."

"On the bed, Kitsy," Carlo said. I staggered to the bed and fell onto my back, opening my legs, begging for something to fill the aching void in me. Carlo took a warm, wet cloth and wiped the accumulated come from me and I had to fight to keep from fucking the hand and the cloth as he wiped.

"Honey, I've got a great one saved.' Come to bed with me. Come and put it in me," I was begging Carlo, wanting his cock. "Hold on," he said.

A cute little blond girl came out. "Doris," Dirk said, "this little girl is in dire need. We're planning to shoot a whole thing with you and her, but right now we'll do a few minutes of eating just so she won't expire." "Oh, shit," I said.

But a girl was better than nothing. I opened my legs and when she went down air rushed out of my lungs with the thrill of it. I drove my hands down, pushed her head deep, deep, felt her expert mouth on my cunt. I began to fuck her unmercifully. I mean, with her lips pressed hard on my clit, I fucked and humped and the cameras were going and I was not giving a shit, because I'd been teased past endurance and I wanted it. I fucked and humped and there were cameras on my face and cameras all over and a camera down where Doris' mouth was giving me release and then I popped and screamed and writhed and moaned and her tongue shot up me and felt the contractions of my cunt and when it was over and Dirk had said "Cut," she looked at me and said, "Honey, I'm looking forward to working with you."

We made about fifty fifteen-minute films. Before we finished shooting Carlo was selling the first products. He had cleaning houses in Scandinavia, Germany and the United States. The man who bought a few thousand copies from New York was a Maffia fellow, nice, whom Carlo asked me to entertain. He was funny. I was introduced to him as one of the clerical help and I found out why. He was moralistic. He told me, while he was lying atop me with his cock going soft after giving me an inexpert but rather vigorous ride, "You know, those chicks that do the movies, I wouldn't like going to bed with one of them." "Why not?" I asked, all innocence.