D Abby - The juvenile casting couch

"Pat, I'm not sure I believe you. Oh, not that you won't tell. I think your telling the truth there. It's just you're too good to be true. You're body responds to every touch. You have a feel for what you're doing and know, instinctively, how to get the best response. On top of that you have a sense of ethics that doesn't stop. There are few men in this town who wouldn't brag all over the place about how Sue Charmin sucked their cock."

"But I'm getting to do these things, I don't have to brag about them."

"Pat, you're a gem! Ah, your prick's hard. I can feel it pressed against my side. Fuck me. I'm ready."

Sue lay back and spread her legs, Pat got over her, she centered his adolescent prick between her inner cunt lips, and Pat lowered his hips. His prick slid into Sue's slick sheath.

Wow! He still couldn't get over the fact he was fucking Sue Charmin! He pumped his hips. Sue wrapped her legs around him and rocked. She'd had a lot bigger pricks in her cunt but none that were any more satisfying.

Pat had learned it was better to go slow. Some times it was hard to hold back but he was sure going to try. He set a slow pumping rhythm with a wiggle at the end of each down stroke. Sue picked up his rhythm and reacted with her own hip pumping.

Each time his prick was buried to the hilt she gave a responsive hip wiggle. It seemed to Pat that every time he had sex with anyone it was the best ever. This was better than either of his other fucks.

The action was getting to him. His hips picked up the tempo. Sue's hips matched his thrust for thrust. He picked up the tempo again. His hips flashed up and down so fast they were a blur. His prick plunged in and out of Sue's cunt. Sue's orgasms started and her cunt contracted around Pat's prick.

Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Pat's cum flooded into Sue's receptive cunt. Sue wanted to make this fuck feel the best ever for Pat. She contracted her cunt muscles to milk the dregs of cum from Pat's balls. Pat shivered and let his shrinking prick soak for a while then turned his attention to the necessities.

Anne had taught Art to clean up any mess he made. It was fun to lap his cum out of a cunt. He switched positions and went to work cleaning out Sue's cunt. Art's prick was right in front of Sue's face. Sue sucked in the proffered cock and marveled at how precocious this twelve year old kid was.

Sue sucked the cum off his limp prick and licked his balls. Pat followed the trail of cum down Sue's ass crack and over her asshole. He realized where his tongue was and tongue fucked Sue's ass. Sue wasn't going to let this almost virgin get ahead of her. She pushed her tongue into his hairless pink pucker. Pat's prick throbbed to erection. Wow! This kid recovered in a hurry.

Sue gave Pat's ass a few more licks and moved back to that hard prick. It seemed that it was really made for sucking. Pat followed her cue and moved his attention back to her cunt, he knew it was made for lapping. Sue sucked Pat's prick into her mouth. Pat sucked Sue's inner cunt lips into his mouth and massaged them with his tongue. Sue bobbed her head. Pat pumped his hips and sucked Sue's clit into his mouth.

Again they started out with a deliberate slow rhythm. Pat thrust his tongue into Sue's cunt and rubbed his finger over her asshole. Sue sucked Pat's cock and figured this kid is ready for anything. She pushed a finger up his ass.

Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Sue sucked another load of adolescent cum out of Pat's three and a half inch prick. Her cunt convulsed around his tongue as she had multiple orgasms. Both their actions slowed down as Pat's prick went limp and Sue's hips relaxed. Pat switched position again to hug Sue. Both of them lay there panting.

"Pat, I love you. You're the finest little lover in the world. I'm going to make damn sure that this isn't the only time we get together. As a matter of fact, I'm going to make sure that we get rid of that kid and get you into that part. That way we'll have lots of chances."

"Oh, Sue, don't do that. I wouldn't feel right taking the part away from him just because you want to suck and fuck with me."

"I like the way you put it. Believe me, I wouldn't do it unless I was sure that you could do a better job than he can. When Dick, the director, sees those tapes we made today he'll be right after you even though we have to shoot half the scenes over. You have no idea how good you are in the part."

"I don't know if you've ever heard of the casting couch, ask your father about it, but that's not the reason you're going to get this part. You're going to get the part because you play it so well. I have to go now. We have a lot of work to do and you have to get some sleep before tomorrow morning."

"I love you too, Sue. Don't worry if you don't get that part for me. I won't mind too much. I like you and making you feel good is fun. I'm sure we could find some way to get together."

"You're and absolute doll. Goodnight, Pat."

"Goodnight, I do love you."

Sue got out of Pat's bed and went to the guest room. Sean heard her do it and grinned to himself. He certainly wasn't going to tell Robin about this, she'd be horrified. He wouldn't let on to Pat that he knew either.

Let the boy enjoy his good luck. Imagine having America's sex symbol in bed with you. He wished something like that had happened to him when he was that age. His prick was hard from what he'd heard. He nuzzled Robin and was surprised she was awake. She pulled him on top of her and he fucked her for the third time that night.

The next morning Robin woke Pat at eight. The adults were up and breakfast was prepared. They ate and got back to work. Sean was transcribing the scenes that Sue and Pat had taped the day before.

He had some changes and the pair ran through them over and over until they worked. They went through the rest of the scenes by one and Robin made lunch. They had to wait while Sean transcribed the additional scenes and they worked the rough spots out of them.

There was one minor digression. Pat wandered into Sean's study.

"Dad?"

"Uh, yes?"

"What's a casting couch?"

"Where'd you hear about that?"

"Uh, I just heard."

"Well, that's pretty adult too. Some actresses are supposed to have gotten their parts by doing things with the producer on the couch in his office."

"Oh."

Pat blushed and wandered out leaving an amused Sean to continue with his rewriting.

Sue didn't play any games, she was all business. A couple of times she was sharp with Pat when she thought he could do better. Pat was day dreaming about what had happened last night and he took the reprimands in stride and worked harder.

It was evening before they finished and had dinner. Pat was exhausted. It was seven when he went to bed and he fell asleep immediately. He woke with a start with a light shining in his window.

He was out of bed and at the window as fast as he could get there. Sarah was there. She stood nude in the window with a puzzled expression. Pat turned on his lamp and stripped off his pajamas. It was nine thirty already. He hung his head and acted ashamed. Sarah grinned at him, separated her cunt lips, and rubbed her clit. Pat's prick came to attention, he spit on his hand and pumped it up and down his cock. Pat shot off and Sarah's hips jerked. They grinned at each other again and Pat went back to bed and back to sleep.

The next morning Pat met David and Shirley at the bus stop. David wanted to know where he'd been all weekend and he told him that he was acting as a stand in to test some of the scenes his father was writing. Shirley wanted to know who was taking the other parts. They didn't believe what he told them. Pat shrugged. David was skeptical but Shirley half believed him by the time they got to school.