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                                  Chapter Three



    Kim was enchanted by Los Angeles.   Her first days there were busy finding

a place to live, getting all the connections and hookups necessary when you

move into a new place, and "seeing the sights" with John. She toured Beverly

Hills, the Farmers Market, Disneyland, Knotts Berry Farm, and all the usual

tourist attractions. Finally, on a Thursday, as they finished some shopping

and touring, John told her that he wanted her to meet the director of his next

production, and gave her the address of the production offices he wanted her

to be at the next day at 10:00 in the morning.



    "Should I wear anything special?"  Kim inquired.



    "A skirt and blouse is fine - stockings and a bra if you wish. Just

remember, no pantyhose - I think pantyhose are the worst thing ever invented,

and I never want to see you in them." John replied.



    "Ok, no problem. I'll see you tomorrow at 10:00."



    "No, I won't be there" , John said, "I have other details to see about.

You will meet with the director and some other production people. They are

expecting you, I've told them all about you, and I'm sure you'll get along

just fine. Just do whatever they ask of you, as long as you don't object, and

perhaps I'll see you later in the afternoon.



    Kim barely slept that night.  She tuned in Jay Leno on the Tonight show,

watching bored authors talk about boring books, then finally turned the lights

out sometime after midnight.  The next morning she showered, douched (as a

precaution, she told herself) , shaved her legs smooth as she could, brushed

her teeth and gargled, and attempted to select some clothes that she thought

would be appropriate.



    "Hmmm. Never been to a porn movie casting meeting. Wonder what's the best

stuff to wear" she thought to herself.  Selecting a short black leather

miniskirt, light silk panties, a body-hugging stretch top and heels, she

dressed and checked herself out in the mirror. "Not bad, not bad at all" she

ruminated as the spun in front of the mirror to check out her appearance.



    Kim drove to the address John had given her. It was a building in downtown

Los Angeles, near Century City.  She parked her car in the lot, and entered

the lobby.  Finding the office directory, she checked for the floor of "MAX-O

PRODUCTIONS". The office was on the fifteenth floor. She went to the elevator

bank and punched the UP button.  When a car arrived, she stepped into it, and

hit 15.  The door opened up at the end of a long, lushly carpeted hallway,

leading to double glass doors with the company name painted on them.  Through

the doors, Kim could see an attractive, dark haired young woman sitting at a

desk. She walked up, and pushed through the doors.



    "Hi, I'm Kim and I'm here - "



    "-to meet Andy and Roger, I know.  I'm Melissa, secretary, den mother,

nurse, gofer and sometimes Production Assistant. John told us you'd be here.

Why don'tcha have a seat while I buzz Andy, and we'll get started."



    Kim sat down on one of the comfortable chairs placed around the rim of the

entrance area.  She picked up one of the magazines lying on an end table.

"Adult Film Quarterly - this might be interesting" she thought. Paging through

it, she noticed pictures and articles on many of the stars and starlets she

recognized - Amber Lynn, Erica Boyer, Peter North, and many others. She was

absorbed in reading about new productions in the works when the area in front

of her darkened and a shadow fell over the magazine.



    "Well, hello. I'm Andy Clark, and I'm going to be producing this epic. You

must be Kim Armstrong".



    Kim looked up. Her eyes were at his belt buckle. She let them fall

downwards, noting the nice sized bulge at his crotch.  She then looked up into

his face. He was an attractive man of about 30, with light blond hair and

green eyes.  She stood to shake hands.



    "Yep, that's me. I'm kinda nervous about this, but I suppose I'll calm

down after a while. What's next?"



    "Let's go into my office and talk.  Would you like some coffee or tea or a

soft drink, or maybe something stronger?" Andy asked politely.



    "Yes, coffee might be nice. Cream and sugar, please."



    Andy nodded to Melissa, who said she'd bring it back to his office in a

few moments.  Kim followed him down one of the hallways leading off the entry

area, and into a spacious office with a large window.  The office was

tastefully decorated with quality furnishings and artwork, and several large

tropical plants were placed around the room. Kim was dutifully impressed, and

said so.



    "Yes, thanks, we do like it here. John has always tried to convey an image

of more professionalism and sophistication than is usual in this business. I

guess you were expecting some fat old slob with a cigar, meeting you in a room

behind a bar somewhere." replied Andy with a smile. "Well, that's not our

style.  We try to do things right, and we take good care of our people.  We

have a complete company paid medical plan, we cover all expenses while on

location, we offer profit sharing to our employees after six months of

employment, and numerous other benefits. It's really quite unique in this

business. We make a lot of money, and we spend a lot of money. But John plans

to be around for a while, and we're not in it, like so many others, just for

the quick buck.  Now, have a seat, and I'll outline the plot, so to speak, of

the picture that's in the works."  He motioned to a large leather sofa against

one wall, beneath a Wyeth artwork. Kim sat down and crossed her legs demurely.

Andy sat on the edge of his desk, and began.



    "Ok, here's the scoop.  We make adult films, or porn, or fuck flicks, or

whatever you'd care to call them.  They are primarily composed of a slim plot

line, ten or twelve young actors and actresses, and a great deal of fucking

and sucking.  John told me about your exhibition at the party, so I'm sure I'm

not embarrassing you, but if you don't follow anything I say, or if you have

any problems or questions, please stop me."



    "Now then. Oh, yes, fucking and sucking.  They've been making sex films

almost since the days of Tom Edison and his magic lantern. But as you know,

it's only in the last 15 or 20 years that they've really reached mass

audiences, thanks primarily to the pioneers like Gerry Damiano, the Mitchell

brothers up in San Francisco, and more recently, the home video revolution.

Now, every two-bit hustler and cheap pimp thinks he can make a fast buck with

sex films, and unfortunately, many of them do.  But there are a few production

companies that have been around a while, and plan to stay around.  The Dark

Brothers do some interesting work, and Bruce Seven and his Vivid Video try

pretty hard, and there are some others as well. The only problem is, the vast

majority of the sex films are produced by fly-by-night guys with a video

camera who hire a couple of prostitutes and some horny college boys to screw

around in a hotel room for a couple of days.  They condone, if not encourage,

drug use and drinking during the filming, and god knows what kind of physical

health their people are in. They edit and re-edit video into other films,

pawning off old stuff with new titles, changing the picture on the box, and so

on.  And they really give the business a bad name, if you know what I mean."



    He paused while Melissa brought in the coffee and some Danish. Kim took

them eagerly, remembering that she really didn't have any breakfast this

morning.



    "Well, MAX-O PRODUCTIONS is different.  All of our films are original, we

never re-issue old stock, all our employees are given complete medical

checkups every three months, and while we don't care too much about what you

do when you're on your own, if anyone comes to the set stoned or drunk, or if

coke and booze in any way affect your performance, you're through. John, and

I, for that matter, won't put up with that kind of shit. All we ask is that

you come ready to work, don't fuck around with the wrong kind of shit, and

we'll all have a lot of fun and make some good money at the same time.  What

more could you ask?"



    "We will rarely ask you to have sex with someone you don't want to, but I

think you'll find that most of our people are pretty nice. The rough bastards

and that kind don't last too long with us, if at all. The guys are all pretty

nice, they make sure that you are comfortable with them, and the girls are

relatively sane too, although I must admit there is a little bit of jealousy

now and then, you know, if one of them thinks that somebody else is getting

all the good cock, or something.  If that happens, we try to talk it over with

everyone involved, and if necessary, make changes. But all in all, we get

along pretty well.  Any questions so far?"



    "No, not really.  It sounds pretty good, I just hope I'll fit in with

everybody.  I've never done this sort of thing before, you know," Kim replied.



    "Don't worry, at some point everybody sat where you are now, and I gave

the same speech to them. You should have seen Pete North when he first came in

here, he was nervous as a 10 year old giving a speech at church.  And look at

him now, he's one of the best known male stars, and he gives a performance

worth watching nearly every time out."



    "Anyway, as you know, there is a certain formula to most sex films.

There's a lot of fucking and sucking, some girl-girl action, and some

threesomes and foursomes, and occasionally moresomes.  Would any of that

bother you?"



    "Well, I've never done it with another woman, but I suppose I might

try..." Kim said, with some trepidation. "I know it's very popular in the

films, I just never had the opportunity to try it."



    "Well, you have my word that if you don't like it, we won't force you into

it." reassured Andy. "Now, about the cum shots - you won't mind having cum

shots on your body, face, or anywhere else, is that correct?



    "Yes..er, no, ah, I mean, no, I don't mind oral cum shots, or any other

kind of cum shots, for that matter.  I like cum. I think it's sexy, and it

never bothers me."  Kim searched Andy's face for some reaction, but she could

see none. She decided to see how far she could take him. "As a matter of fact,

the more cum, the better. I like it on my pussy, or in the crack of my ass, or

on my tits.."  Still no response. " or on my stomach, or down my arms, or on

my hands.." . Nothing.  "or on my face, yeah, I like cum on my face, all over

my lips and cheeks and chin.." A slight coloring appeared on Andy's neck. "..

and in my mouth, I love to have cum in my mouth a whole lot, I just love it

when a man shoots all over my face and in my mouth.." Now she could see a

bulge starting to take shape behind Andy's zipper. "Don't you think that's

sexy, a woman with loads of cum all over her face and in her mouth?" Kim was

teasing him now, she could see that her words were having an effect on him.



    "Ah, yes, we find that very tantalizing, that's one of the reasons that

face shots are so popular, at least among some people." Andy half-whispered.

"How long have you been this way, I mean, how long have you had men shoot on

your.. That is, when was the first time...?"



    Kim chuckled at his now-obvious discomfort. Even here, in the offices of

an adult film company, with a director who had probably seen more cum shots

that any 100 other people, her brazen admittance of the love of semen was

having an effect on him.  Perhaps on the set he was more used to it, but she

could see that he was beginning to get aroused.  She swiveled towards him,

placing both feet on the floor and leaning towards him. He was about 5 feet

away on the corner of his desk.



    "Oh geez, I'd have to think about that.. let me see, I think the first

time I ever got cum on my face was back in high school.  I was out on a date

with some guy, I can't even remember his name now, all I can see is that cock

of his.  We were screwing around in his car out on some Lover's Lane

somewhere, and I was jerking him off.  I really didn't feel like fucking him,

but he was a nice enough guy, and hell, a hand job didn't mean anything.  He

was leaning back in the seat with his cock out and his pants down around his

knees, and I as leaning over him, kissing him and jerking his meat with my

right hand."  Andy stood up and unzipped his pants.



    "Anyway, he put his right hand on the back of my head and started to push

it down towards his cock. Well, at this point, I'd never sucked a guy off or

anything, and I didn't know what to do. I resisted, but he kept pushing.

Finally, he stopped pushing, but he didn't let me move my head. So there I

was, my face down about six inches above his cock, my hand jerking like mad,

and him squirming and moving around on the seat. Every now and then he'd arch

up and try to get his cock closer to my mouth, but now it was a game between

him and me, me keeping my head away from his cock, and him trying to get it

closer. I think we both knew what was going to happen, but neither of us said

anything."  Andy pulled his hardening pecker from his pants and started

pulling on it, just standing next to his desk.









    "So there I was, jerking him off like mad. A little bit of pre-cum popped

out of his dick, and I rubbed it over the head with my thumb. He had one hand

down in my blouse, rubbing over my left tit and pressing my nipple. I was

getting really hot, I've always had sensitive breasts. I knew that sooner or

later he'd ejaculate.." She looked at Andy.  He had moved a step closer to

her, but still hadn't said a word. He was now jerking himself off with obvious

pleasure.  Kim dipped her head, and looked down at her feet.



    "As I was jerking him off, I could hear him start to whisper, 'in your

mouth, on your face, in your mouth, on your face' over and over, I could

barely hear him. Maybe he didn't even realize he was saying it, I don't know.

I knew what was coming, but didn't want to move.  Something in me wanted to

see what would happen, somehow I wanted his cum on me."  Andy was now nearing

orgasm, Kim could tell.  The broad head of his cock was expanding and his hand

was flying back and forth on the shaft.



    "Finally, he arched up out of the seat.  I looked right at his cock and

opened my eyes as wide as I could.  It seemed like slow motion. The little

slit opened up, and BOOM, a jet of his jizz flew out and hit me square in the

face. Well, shit, I didn't know what to do. But before I could do anything,

the cock was spraying cum all over. I kept on jerking it out of force of

habit, I guess, and he was shooting like a bull. I got jizz on my forehead,

all over my cheeks, and one spurt even hit me in the eyelash. I opened my

mouth involuntarily, and another one went straight into it. This time I

swallowed it, the first time I'd ever had male sperm in my mouth. I almost

felt it sliding right down my throat. Then another shot hit me in the chin,

and there was more of it in my hair and all over my face. Let me tell you, I

was drenched in it. I don't think he'd had any sex for weeks, and was saving

it all up for me or something."  Kim heard Andy grunting, but still didn't

look up. He had moved closer to her, though, and she knew what would happen

when she did look up, and she wanted to tease him some more.



    "Finally it stopped. The last dribbles leaked out of his cock and I spread

them around with my hand. I sat up, and looked at myself in the mirror. I had

cum ALL OVER my face. It was in my eyes, all over my cheeks and forehead, and

there were several spots of it in my hair. My lips were coated with it, and

like I said, I had a bunch in my mouth, although most of it that went into my

mouth I had swallowed. I stared at my face in the mirror for a few minutes,

and suddenly, without him even touching my clit or my pussy, I had a

tremendous orgasm. I shuddered all over, and slumped back in the seat. The guy

still hadn't said a word.  I reached up and touched the cum on my face. It was

still hot, but smooth to my skin. I rubbed it into my face, loving the feel of

it on my skin. When I finished, I licked my fingers, able to taste the cum on

them for the first time. Then I looked at the guy, and told him to take me

home.. and that was that. Pretty sexy, huh?"  Kim finished, and took a deep

breath, still staring down at her feet.



    "...Kim!!" Andy gasped.



    "What?"



    "Look up!"









    Kim raised her head.  His cock was inches from her face.  Suddenly it

blew. A ribbon of sperm flew out and struck her on the chin.  Another one shot

out and landed on her forehead.  Now the sperm was flying in force. It shot

out and landed on her cheeks and nose. Several gobs landed on her lips, which

were slightly opened. One gobbet landed on her upper teeth. Andy was grunting

with the passion and excitement of the moment. A sticky stream of sperm flew

out and struck Kim on the corner of her mouth, trailing down the side of her

cheek towards her chin. The last of it came out slowly, as Andy stopped

pumping his cock at her smiling face. It collected on his encircling hand. He

brought his hand up slowly, towards her face.  He held it out in front of her,

waiting for her to make the next move.



    Kim leaned forward and poked her tongue out. She lapped up the cum on his

thumb and forefinger, drawing it back into her mouth. She looked up at him,

and thickly said "I guess my story got you kind of excited, eh?"



    "Oh God, I never felt anything like it at all. You were just so damned

sexy sitting there talking about it like it was something you do every day.

And now you're sitting there with cum all over your face, and you didn't even

flinch. Hell, even Amber Lynn flinches when the guy comes on her. How do you

do it?"



    "I don't know, I guess I'm just used to it now. I guess I've had about..."

Kim thought for a moment. "oh, about 70 loads of cum splattered on my face in

the last year or so. I love it."  While she was talking, Andy was gazing

rapturously at the cum-splattered face before him.



    "Wait, hold on, don't move,"  he said. "I want to get this on tape." He

quickly unpacked a portable video camera from a box near his desk, and move

back in front of her.  He turned on some lights near the sofa for better

lighting, and started filming.



    "Ok, speak to me, Kim, tell us what just happened."



    "Hi. My name is Kim, Kim Armstrong. I was just telling Andy about the

first time I ever got cum on my face.  It turned him on so much, he had to

whack off himself, and he came all over me.  Do you like it?" she whispered to

the camera.  Andy could see that she would be a natural when in front of the

lens. Here she was calmly sitting in a strange man's office, having just

opened up about one of her first sexual experiences, and having just had a man

ejaculate several strands of semen on her face, and she was acting as though

she was discussing the latest recipes with her girlfriends.



    "I enjoy having men ejaculate for me, and especially love it when the do

it on my face or in my mouth. I swallow sperm all the time."



    Andy called out to Melissa. "Melissa, come in here, please. I want you to

see this."



    Melissa walked in, took one look at the sperm-covered young female sitting

calmly on the couch, and said, "Oh, wow. What a splat!  Andy, I can see your

handiwork here. Mind if I taste it?"



    She walked over to Kim, bent over and began licking the cum from the

woman's face. She and Kim kissed, swapping the sperm and saliva back and forth

for several seconds.  They rubbed each others breasts. Andy filmed it all.

Finally, they broke apart, after each girl had shared the cum and swallowed it

completely. When they finished, Kim's face was completely clean and fresh,

sparkling a bit from the saliva and semen, but otherwise untouched from when

she walked into the office several minutes earlier.



    "Well, now then, that was pretty exciting. I guess you could say that

you've passed your screen test with flying colors,"  Andy said, sitting back

down on the edge of his desk after fixing them both some cold drinks.



    "Now, about the film we want to start you off in.  MAX-O productions

specializes in films that glorify the orgasm.  We don't make much of a

pretense of being the greatest thing since Citizen Kane, or any of that. Our

philosophy is that the Big O, as they call it, is a great feeling, and

anything that gets you to it is good, especially if the other people involved

feel the same way.  Our films frequently have a futuristic or mythic setting,

because then we can "create" our own behavior patterns. We don't have to worry

about forcing our actors to conform to previously established ways of doing

things.  As such, our movies tend to be somewhat different than your

run-of-the-mill porno flick."



    "For example, one of our movies took place in prehistoric times. There was

very little dialogue in it, and what there was was mostly grunts and groans -

we really didn't think that Neanderthal man spoke California English.  But you

can be damn sure that everybody who watched it knew what was going on.  One

scene was a gang fuck of the village princess, who had over 40 actors fuck her

during the scene.  We filmed every minute of it, including all the cum shots.

It took over three hours, but it was worth it. Poor Lydia had more jizzum

sprayed on her that day than she's ever seen before or since.  I think she's

still combing it out of her hair.



    Anyway, as I said, we glorify the orgasm. We film cum shots with as many

as four cameras, then slo-mo, split screen, and splice the shots in for

maximum effect. Sometimes we take a closeup lens and just film the hairs

standing up on the girls arms and legs, or the flush she gets around her tits

as she gets off.  You haven't seen anything until you've seen John's film of a

super-slo-motion cum shot, where he actually tracked a gob of cum flying

through the air and landing on Sherry Farmer's left tit. Just before it

landed, he switched to a micro-closeup lens, where her tit took up almost the

entire frame. The cum drop splattered into her nipple, and you could actually

see her tit shake and shiver from it, and the little hairs on her areola stand

up and get cum on them. It was something else, let me tell you. We use

computers and sophisticated video editing machines to produce effects other

film makers just dream about."



    "Anyway, the film we plan for you takes place in the distant future, in a

society where sex for recreation has been forbidden.  However, your character

decides to rebel against the authorities, and you travel the city seeking

converts.  You have trouble convincing the men to look at things your way,

since the penalty for men caught in recreational sex is castration, while the

women are merely held in prison for six months and given drugs to curb their

sex drives. Soon you have a band of 20 or so people following you, and you

start your own community where sex is legal. But, I don't want to spoil much

of the fun. You'll hear more about it tonight."











    Andy finished discussing the plans for the filming of the movie with Kim,

and invited her to his house that evening. "We're all meeting tonight to go

over the script and perhaps have a quick read-though. All the other parts have

been cast, so you'll get to meet your fellow actors for the first time."  Kim

promised to be there.



    "Oh, and Kim - wear something that comes off easily, or doesn't stain, if

you know what I mean - I have a feeling these guys will pop their corks when

they see you in action."



    When she left the building, Kim decided that it was such a beautiful day

out that she would walk around the area for a few hours before heading home.

She wandered down the wide, palm-lined streets, marveling at the beautiful

shops and modern steel and glass buildings.  As she walked, thought, she found

herself getting into a slightly seedier neighborhood than where she began.

Pawn shops, bars and adult book stores seemed to have taken over from the

Gucci's, Mercedes-Benz dealerships and professional offices. She found herself

standing in front of an adult book store, advertising "Novelties, books,

magazines, peep shows, and live girls".



    "Hmmm. Sounds interesting. Let's see what it's like inside." she thought

to herself as she stepped in.



    Behind a high counter filled with condoms, love oils and pornographic

playing cards, a cadaverous looking man idly thumbed through a Racing Form

magazine.  It being the middle of the day, Kim was surprised to see half a

dozen men browsing around the racks of articles in the store. Kim strolled

past the tightly wrapped picture magazines.



    "Loads of CUM".. "Anal Antics".. "Blonds who crave big dicks".."Black

women and white dicks".."Betsy Loves Balling".. Kim was amused at the wide

variety of magazines available for every taste in voyeurism.  She wandered

over to the racks of pocket books.



    "The Horny Housewife".."The Sitter Sucks".."Mom loves Everybody".. "Once a

Slut, always a Slut".."Slave to Passion".."Kidnaped and Raped Schoolgirl"..the

titles were endless. Kim wandered back to the rear of the store, curious to

see what the video booths offered.



    Several men were wandering back and forth in the area, reading the titles

of the videos advertised.  Kim examined several of them in detail. Everything

from Nurses in Heat to European Imports, from Ladies who Love Ladies to

Locker-room Action seemed to be available.  Beginning to feel a wetness

between her legs, Kim ignored the surreptitious looks from the male customers,

and digging through her purse, found a five-dollar bill which she changed into

quarters in a machine.



    "Jesus, they must make a mint in one of these places", she thought, as she

listened to the clink of the quarters falling into the cup. Scooping them up,

she entered the nearest booth, and picking her way through the wadded up paper

towels on the floor, and eying the bench warily for a moment, sat down and

locked the door.  She slipped a quarter into the machine, and watched as a

title screen came up, offering her the viewing pleasures of 15 different

videos, with the enticement to deposit as many as 99 quarters.







    She slipped a half dozen or so into the machine to build up some time, and

began idly flipping through the channels.  Each channel brought her face to

groin with fuck films in varying shades of color and focus. Some were

obviously well made, others rather grainy and foolish looking. She watched one

gay film for a moment, never having seen two men sucking each other.



    "Why is it the guys in this film are so good-looking," she wondered to

herself idly. "You'd think they would have any woman who saw them falling all

over themselves to fuck them." She quickly tired of the scenes of hard dicks

sliding into hairy asses, though, and began zipping through the other

channels.  She heard the door next to her open, then the sound of a body

entering the next booth and closing the door.  She was startled by a sudden

beam of light shining into her booth.



    "What the heck?..." Kim found herself looking at a hole someone had carved

in the partition between the two booths. "Now what can that be for..?"  she

thought.  Suddenly, the beam was cut off, as though there was something

blocking it in the next booth.  There was.



    A pinkish cock head poked slowly, tentatively through the hole. Suddenly

Kim knew what the holes were for.  "Horny guys stick their cocks through the

holes between partitions for hand- or blowjobs!" Kim figured that could be a

risky act, as who knows what kind of a kook might be sitting across from you

in a porno video shop. But Kim felt in a mischievous frame of mind. She leaned

over and tapped the cock with her forefinger.



    "Is this supposed to impress me?" she whispered, loudly enough for the man

next door to hear, but not loudly enough for the entire world.



    "You wanna suck it?" came the semi-plaintive words from the other side of

the plywood panel.



    "Suck it? Why the hell would I want to do that? Next thing you know, it'd

probably cum all over me! Do you want that to happen?"



    "Will you let me cum in your mouth?"



    "Weeellll," Kim toyed , slowly rubbing the body-less cock around in her

fist. "Maybe, just maybe."  She leaned over and placed her lips around just

the head of the cock. She tongued the tip of it. It grew appreciatively in her

mouth. Kim leaned over and, taking the shaft between her fingers, began

jerking it into her mouth.  She heard the groans of delight from next door. On

the screen, unseen, two blondes were humping a big black man, one sitting on

his cock, one taking a mustache ride.



    "Are you going to take all day, or what?" Kim whispered, as though she was

annoyed. "Let's get the show on the road, eh buddy!"  She resumed her light

tonguing and fisting of the shaft, keeping just the tip and first inch or so

in her warm, wet mouth.  Then she felt the shaft expand ever so slightly, and

the vein beneath one fingertip pulsed with liquid. Semen shot through the

shaft and out into her mouth.  Six pulses later, Kim was the recipient of a

small mouthful of semen, courtesy of a total stranger in an adult-video peep

show booth.  She fingered her clitoris through her panties, loving the small

waves of thrills it send shivering up her body.



    "Do you want more?" came the whispered voice from the dark booth next door.



    "...Yes" was her slightly hesitant reply. Kim wasn't exactly sure that she

wanted to cause a riot in a porno book store in a rather seedy part of

Hollywood, but then she thought "What the hell - it might make for good

publicity."



    She didn't have to wait long.  She heard the door open in the adjoining

booth, and in a few minutes, a buzz of voices could be heard outside the

booths.  Kim felt relatively anonymous, figuring that no one could possibly

know her or ever see her again.  In a way, she found it strangely erotic -

blowing complete strangers in a peep show booth, men she would probably never

see again, men who were all ages and sizes. Yet she thought that it wasn't

completely impossible that she wouldn't come face to face with one of these

men in a completely different setting at some future time. Sharing an

elevator, meeting in the grocery store, who knows?



    A long, thin black cock snaked its' way into the booth from next door. Kim

bent to the task at hand. She pursed her lips around the throbbing head and

licked the small piss-hole with her tongue.  She put her lips around just the

head, tightening her grip just below the knob, and pulsed her cheeks in with

all her might, willing the cock to plop fully into her mouth. She felt the

knob flare behind her lips.  She grasped the cock shaft with her right hand

and fed several inches into her mouth. Swabbing it with her semen-flavored

saliva , she licked all up and down the entire length of the shaft, until her

face was stopped by the knotty plywood of the booth partition.  Then she moved

back up the shaft and around the head again, this time ovalling her mouth and

impaling her face on the ebony cock.  She jerked the shaft up and down,

keeping the knob and about three or four inches of cock buried in her face.

Her tongue swept over and around the head of the cock, smearing it lightly

with spit.  Her efforts were rewarded with the sudden swelling of the shaft in

her mouth, and the final thrust of the cock through the hole.  The head sped

over Kim's tongue, lodging just above the opening to her throat.  The slit

opened up and an enormously strong jet of jizzum shot out, completely coating

her upper throat with white juice and sliding down into her stomach to join

the earlier cumload.



    Again the cock loosed a white streak into Kim's mouth, but this time her

head was moving backwards along the shaft, and she caught most of this jet in

her mouth.  She closed off her throat with her tongue and allowed the cock to

complete it's ejaculatory emissions into her mouth.  After several strong

squirts of semen and an equal number of agonized groans from the booth next

door, the black balls that stayed on the other side of the partition were

temporarily emptied of their cargo, it having been successfully transferred to

the waiting mouth of the beautiful blond on her knees in the adjoining booth.

Kim swirled it around in her mouth a few seconds, savoring the hot, salty

mixture, loving the feel of the creamy consistency as it slid over her tongue

and lips.  Then she swallowed it.  It was her third load of the morning.



    During the next 45 minutes, Kim swallowed 28 loads of cum.  After the

seventh or eighth load had been emptied into her completely willing mouth and

swallowed into her cum-coated stomach, she lost count of the men.  All she was

concentrating on, her entire universe, was the cockshaft poking through the

hole and pointing ominously at her face.  One shaft blew its cargo the second

it pointed through the hole, spraying her face from forehead to chin with

air-cooled semen.  "Gug..lub...Gawdd" Kim sputtered, her mouth too full of cum

to get the words out with any clarity.  It webbed from her teeth and coated

her tongue.  The face spraying, though, was welcomed, as it allowed her to

spread the jizzum around on her sweaty skin, cooling off temporarily.



    Finally, Kim could accept no more of the seminal offerings. Her stomach

sloshed. Her lips were white-rimmed. Her face bore the slimy strings of more

than one jizz jetting. She slowly stood up, smoothed her dress down, and

opened the door.  She was greeted by the cheers of 30 very satisfied men. One

fellow pressed a roll of money into her hand, saying



    "I was the first one, honey, and decided we should kick in a little token

of our appreciation of your performance.  Hope you don't mind..."



    Kim looked at the wad of paper.  She looked at the man next to her.



    "Thanks, I think. I mean, it was my pleasure. I'm not sure about this

money,though, I'm not a hook-"



    "We know you're not. But take it anyway. Please."



    Kim walked out the door of the bookstore into the brilliant southern

California sunlight, $339 clutched in her cummy hands. Semen was still drying

on her face. She rimmed her teeth with her tongue, collecting stray wisps of

sperm from the cock meal. She drove home in silence, but once there removed

her clothes and masturbated to several blinding climaxes thinking of the acts

she had just performed.



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