Ghost Whisperer

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mike Holden

Mike left the store, leaving Melinda behind to face Andrea and her patrons. He knew there'd have to be some explaining on her part. That was of no concern to him though! He was confident he left a lasting impression on Melinda's mind, and was quite happy and relieved with the service she had provided him.

Mike returned to his house with a renewed confidence that he still possessed some skills that made him a wanted man! The way Melinda had responded to him, gave him that certain aura of confidence that added to the swagger he displayed.

Inside the house, Mike looked around, and wondered where he'd put the large desk Melinda had promised to deliver. He chuckled to himself, thinking that he never made an offer on the desk. If Melinda would ask, he'd have to reply that he considered it a gift in exchange for his talented services. Of course, he'd agree to 'pay it off in kind', by offering his services till it was paid off! The more he thought about it, the more he was encouraged to laugh at the situation.

Somewhere in his subconscious, he felt that Melinda would be begging for more. That very first night, she had commented about his 'talented tongue'. He had just reemphasized that expertise, and knew that she was jelly in his hands, after a thorough tongue lashing across and through her sweet and succulent sex. He could run his tongue through her folds for hours on end, for he truly enjoyed doing so, and thrilled at the power he had controlling her orgasms with his tantalizing, teasing tongue.

Mike cleared a large area in a spare room, that he had always intended to transform into a working office. He spent the rest of the day moving junk out to the garage, and office furniture into the room. He envisioned the desk in the room as he sat in his highback chair. He closed his eyes as visions of him pouring over his real estate papers filled his image, dreaming of Melinda coming to him, sitting on the desk, legs spread wide, pussy, gleaming and glistening, begging him to relieve her.

Satisfied at how his office was to be laid out, Mike called it an evening and retreated to his bed. He pulled out the skimpy, aromatic piece of clothing that had been tucked away in his pocket! He held the white thong to his nose and inhaled sharply, closing his eyes as the smile grew on his face. He liked the offering from Melinda and vowed to expand his collection of her undergarments, keeping each one as a memento of each encounter, rather than notching his headboard!

Mike fell asleep with the thong panties in his hand. Waking refreshed, the next day, he showered and head off in the early morning to meet his three friends for his weekly round of golf. It was a ritualistic gathering of male bonding that lasted well into the early afternoon! The other three knew Mike was hiding some secret, for he was in too good of a mood! Mike, however, refused to divulge his discreet liason, not wanting to ruin it by blabbering too much about it! Mike realized he was playing with fire by messing with a married woman, but he also knew it was the 'safest' sex available without any pretense of the "C" word. It wasn't that Mike was afraid of, or trying to avoid commitment; he just didn't want to get involved in such a relationship ... at least not yet!

Mike was on his way home, wondering if he should stop by the antique collectibles store to solidify a delivery date and time? He opted to give it some time, heading for home ...

 

[little_golden]

“It’s time Melinda… Change into the first outfit… You want to wear the biker outfit… Show the moving boys what a sexy biker chic you are... Act tough and sexy… Tease them and taunt them…. Hurry Melinda” Candy directed Melinda in a shadowy voice.

Melinda found the box with the biker clothes. They were Candy’s and she could feel a certain dark energy radiating from them. She opened the box and pulled out a pair of short shorts in a shiny black leather, a matching black lacy bustier, a pair of thigh high black boots with four inch heels, a pair of sunglasses and a gaudy faux pearl necklace and matching earrings. Three minutes later in the middle of the storage area, like a possessed woman, Melinda shucked her lovely dressy clothes and dressed up in the biker chick outfit.

“Now take the maid’s outfit from the next box…and take it with you… You want to surprise Mike with it.. It’ll be real fun… That’s it Melinda… You want to make Mike happy… It will please him… Men like that… You’ll be sexy and seducing….You’ll please him and satisfy him….” directed Candy into Melinda’s head.
Melinda sorted through several other boxes and then opened a small pink satchel containing a sexy vintage maid’s outfit. Seeing the outfit Melinda decided to bring it with her to make her delivery to Bill. It was an impulsive act that she grabbed it and took it with her as she headed to main showroom area.

“What this?” teased Andrea in a good-natured fashion as she saw Melinda.

“Oh… It’s just some of that stuff you bought the other week… I don’t know I just thought I’d try it on for a lark…” were the words that flowed easily from Melinda’s lips.

“I have a delivery and then some errands this morning… I’m not sure when I’ll be back” Melinda explained to Andrew and she hurried into a back area.

There was a beeping sound and Melinda hurried to the back delivery door. Pressing a red button, the big garage door opened with a jarring mechanical sound. As the door reached full height Melinda walked through into the blinding rays of morning sunshine.

“Holy shit she’s hot!” yelled out one of the two moving men to his partner.

“Come get it boys!” teased Melinda, as she suddenly strutted towards the men. They were mesmerized as she walked towards them with a big seductress like grin on her face. She could feel their eyes alternating from her face, to her breasts, to her legs and back and forth randomly.

The men moved quickly towards her in a hustle. Melinda then directed them to the basement and they followed her like sheep to their shepherd. Now she could feel their eyes burning a hole through her hot leather short shorts. Melinda smiled as she turned back to them and asked:

“I need you STRONG MEN… to take this little desk up to your BIG TRUCK, and then we’ll go for a little ride to deliver the LOAD” Melinda teased the two hulky movers. They had big brutes with bulking muscles. She assumed they were a little slow witted as they just stared at her for another fifteen seconds before the spell broke and they realized that she was waiting for them to move.

The two brutes didn’t speak but instead seized up the desk and then each grabbed one side, groaned, and then carried big old desk in small steps up the stairs and then through the loading area.

“That’s it BIG BOYS… Come on… That’s it… LOAD it up nice” Melinda teased the two silent men as they loaded the big oak desk into the back of the moving truck.

Melinda shut the mechanical door and then walked over to the two men.

“Can I COME with you… I want to deliver it personally… It’s a very SPECIAL customer” Melinda smiled and grinned at the two dumbfounded men.

“Sure honey… You jump in the middle…” one of the movers told her with a big grin.

Melinda jumped right into the truck, and seconds later the two men flanked her sides. The truck started. Melinda could feel the heat of the two men beside her.

“Where to yummy-honey?” the driver asked her and Melinda provided the directions.

It was a short ten-minute drive. The men were disappointed at arriving so quickly. The small talk in the van had both of the movers sporting hard-ons and they were hoping to get lucky.

Proud as a peacock Melinda strutted to the front door and expected to see Mike. She was surprised when an old white haired woman with a white blind cane opened the door with a security chain in place, called out:

“Yes… Who’s there?”
“Ummmm…. Delivery for Mike… We’re here with the desk he ordered… It’s a beauty” Melinda explained as she sweet-talked the old lady. Moments later the door was opened and Melinda directed the two men to carry the big desk inside.

While the men carried the desk upstairs as directed by the old blind mother, Melinda chatted up the lady and learned she was Bill’s mother.

I can’t do this Melinda thought to herself.

“You can and you will” Candy directed into Melinda’s ear. Worry streamed through Melinda, as the plan seemed completely ruined.

“If you don’t… You’ll kill the old lady… You want to stab her… or poison her” Melinda heard Candy tell her as she now stood face to face with the ghostly figure of Candy.

While the old woman gave more directions to the movers, Melinda took several steps away and hissed privately to Candy:

“You can’t … You wouldn’t…”

“You will… You will change into the maid’s outfit…. You will clean the house… You will surprise Mike and fuck him silly like his love slave… ” Candy directed Melinda.

“Better convince her now… That you are staying… Or I’ll have you kill her… Innocent blood on your hands” Candy spoke convincingly.

Melinda spoke quickly as the old blind mother of Mike returned:

“Ummm… Goods news… Your son… Has also won free maid cleaning for a day… In the store’s bonus draw” Melinda announced.

“Oh how wonderful… I have such a hard time… I’m really a burden… I’m just down for a visit… But your help would be so wonderful” Mike’s mother replied gleefully.

Melinda thanked the movers, winked at them and then shooed them from the house.

“Put the maid’s outfit on…. Right now… and start cleaning the house bitch… I mean everything… top to bottom… and then you fuck your master… you fuck Mike… like the whore you are“ Candy planted into Melinda’s head.

Without a second thought, Melinda moved to a side room and then stripped out of the leather biker chic outfit. She opened the small bag with the French maid’s outfit. Piece by piece she slipped into the sexy little vintage maid’s outfit. The outfit was tight on Melinda and well displayed her ass and cleavage. The bulk of the outfit was a shiny black satin material, with a white lace collar, and trim. There was a deep V-neckline to the little vixen outfit though the shoulders were puffy. The hem of the skirt rested six inches above her knee. The slutty black fishnet stockings were held up by garters. She wore a little white lacy g-string as a panty. On her feet, she wore a pair of six-inch matching high heel shoes, which clicked, as she moved about. On her head she wore a pretty white lace maid’s cap and around her waist a small pretty white apron.

“I’m ready… Where are the cleaning supplies?” Melinda asked politely as she re-entered the living room.

The old mother quickly explained the supplies were scattered between under the sink in the kitchen, the little side closet, the basement and the garage. For the next four hours Melinda worked like a dog as she did up the kitchen dishes, cleaned the oven, did the windows, vacuumed the house, polished the silverware, made the beds, ran several loads of laundry and even did both the inside and outside windows. She was exhausted but feeling very satisfied and very horny. With the housework done, Melinda scurried through the kitchen cabinets, fridge and freezer. After some hard thinking she decided to make a sweet spaghetti sauce, pastas, a tortelini in beef broth, a garden salad, garlic bread with cheese, and a dessert of homemade chocolate ice cream. In the back of her fridge, Melinda found a bottle of white wine. With the food cooking, Melinda set the table using Mike’s best crystal, silverware and china dishes.

As Melinda worked, Candy reaffirmed over and over again in Melinda’s mind her need to fuck Mike, her need to have Mike eat her pussy, and her need to seduce him. It was playing havoc on her sexual needs. She was feeling the heat in her body and lust she hadn’t fully known before.

“Oh no… It’s time” Melinda gasped as she ran towards the main door as she heard a car pulling into the laneway…..

 

[little_golden]

Melinda received a big surprise as she headed to the front door to meet Mike. Her brain was pumping with blood as her emotions crashed in all directions included fear, terror, guilt, excitement, lust, joy, jubilation and anxiety.

I can’t open the door dressed like this….. Melinda thought to herself as she remembered the scanty maid outfit she was wearing. She passed a mirror in the hallway and saw her own beautiful reflection. But then the face of Candy appeared in the mirror:

“I see you smiling at your own reflection in the mirror… How vain… How slutty you are dressed…How true you really are dressed like a slutty French maid… French girls are all whores at heart… You must have French blood flowing through your veins” Candy spoke from the mirror to Melinda. The blind old mother sat in the living room listening to soft music from a radio tuned to a local station. She couldn’t heard the ghostly voice of Candy, only Melinda could see and hear her. It was a gift or a curse that few possessed but that that haunted Melinda all her life.

“I can’t do this” Melinda spoke softly to Candy for she knew that the old lady could indeed hear Melinda’s voice if she wasn’t very careful. She knew how stupid she could look talking to an “invisible” ghost. Many times in her life she had been given particular looks or stares. As a child she had learned to start masking and hiding her ability to see and speak with the dead.

“Oh you will… and you must” laughed Candy as she forced Melinda to lift her hand in the air, and then slowly against Melinda’s efforts to stop her, Candy used Melinda’s own fingers to roughly squeeze Melinda’s left nipple.

“Ouch!” Melinda blurted out in shock.

“Is everything okay dearie?” called out the blind mother from the living room in response to Melinda’s yelp.

“Sorry… I… I ummm… I banged my finger” Melinda lied yet again. Each lie came easier and quicker.

Looking back to the mirror Melinda could see Candy grinning with smug satisfaction at her little show of control.

“I don’t like it when you disobey me Melinda… Maybe you’ll get the urge to kill Jim one night while he is sleeping… or maybe you’ll decide to suddenly walk off a bridge … or suddenly get the urge walk in front of a big delivery truck or… maybe drive straight into a cement post along the highway at a high speed” Candy giggled as she made her threats very clear.

“Okay…okay…I’ll do it” Melinda now ran to the front door. But she was too late. Instead of the door opening with Mike appearing there was the gong like sound of the doorbell that thundered throughout the hallway.

“I’ll get it” Melinda called out to the old blind lady.

Melinda opened the door quickly and very wide. She was always too trusting. It would be her downfall one day she had always been warned by her friends.

“Ummm…ummm….” The old bald man whom she recognized from his visit the previous day to her shop to look at the grandfather clock stammered as he delighted in the sight of the beautiful scantily dressed woman before him.

Melinda’s eyes went wide she realized that she recognized him and that he obviously recognized her. Her first instinct was to slam the door on his face and retreat back into the house. But instead Candy intervened and then against Melinda’s wishes Melinda could feel her head moving forward and thereby her cleavage was now more obviously and deliberately exposed to the older man’s grin. It looked like a saucy and slutty effort at flirtation but nonetheless he was flattered by it.

“Oh I see… You have a second job… as well as being a saleslady at that divine little antique shop in town” the old bald headed man beamed in satisfaction.

“Ummm” Melinda managed to mumble but then to her own surprise Candy forced her to turn around and then shake her booty at the old man much to her own shock. Candy then forced a wide grin across Melinda’s face as she faced the old man again.

“That was lovely…” the old man sputtered in delight.

“Who’s there dearie?” the voice of the blind mother called out.

“Can I help you Sir … Can I say who is calling?” Melinda asked quickly and softly.

“Yes… Mr. Burton… James Burton….I’m selling vacuum cleaners” Mr. Burton explained and then added “I’m sure you want one. They are the absolute latest…. ”

“Ma’am a vacuum salesman” Melinda called out to the blind woman in the next room.
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“Tell him I’m not interested my dear” the old blind woman called back to Melinda though Mr. Burton also heard her.

“I’m afraid she’s not interested” Melinda spoke cooly and secretly pleased that she could soon close the door on him.

“But what about you? You could do me a favour and buy one….” Mr. Burton suggested.

“You know a favour for a favour” Mr. Burton added as he eyed her up and down.

“Oh… but I couldn’t… you see the vacuum cleaner is supplied by the client” Melinda blurted out quickly as she tried to get out of buying one of the expensive cleaners.

“Maybe not today then… But I’m sure I’ll convince yet of the special features of the vacuum or I’ll otherwise entice your charms” Mr. Burton grinned as he again eyed Melinda up and down as if she were a centerfold.

“Mr. Burton” Melinda giggled like a school girl as she tried to charm herself into his good books.

“Until we meet again” Mr. Burton said softly and Melinda turned quickly to return inside the house. But no sooner had she turned then she felt a solid slap to her ass that forced her call out “ouch” and her face turned red in embarrassment. She turned quickly back again, she wanted to slap him, but her hand wouldn’t move since Candy was stopping her.

Oh no Melinda thought as Melinda heard the voice of Candy calling out:

“Now bend over and ask him to slap your ass again”

Melinda was trying to resist as her body turned, her head lowered, and her sweet bum was raised in the ass.

“Mr. Burton…. Please spank me again” Melinda half mumbled.

“Why certainly” laughed Mr. Burton, as he first rubbed Melinda’s tight ass with his hand and then planted an even harder slap to Melinda’s ass to which she yelled out a moan of pleasure and pain . Her face was red with humiliation and shame.
“Is everything okay dear?” the blind mother of Mike called out.

“Oh yes” Melinda called back inside.

“I’m a little clumsy… that’s all” Melinda called back.

Mr. Burton was smiling as Melinda stood back up.

“Now thank him Melinda… and smile sweetly” Candy directed Melinda. She really wanted to refuse the order from Candy but knew it was hopeless to resist. Melinda was afraid of the consequence of disobeying.

“Thank you Mr. Burton” Melinda whispered as a sweet smile crossed her face. It was Candy forcing that huge smile across her face. Then Melinda felt her legs moving as suddenly her feet broke into a little dance that caused her boobs to bounce up and down. Mr. Burton was grinning.

“You are indeed a fun girl… I think I need some cleaning at my place too” Mr. Burton announced as he smiled at Melinda as they both stood at the door. Suddenly Melinda felt very self-conscious as she realized that one of Mike’s neighbour’s was watching from the fence next door.

Melinda could sense that Mr. Burton was about to make a move on her. She suspected he was going to kiss her. Every bone in her body protested the impending kiss. This man was old. He was bald. He was nasty in a crude sort of salesmen type of way. She felt dirty just having him so close to her and being seen in public with him dressed as she was.

A horn beeped in the distance. Melinda looked away for split second but it was in that second that Mr. Burton grew bold and slipped his hand under her little skirt and between her legs. His warm hand was toasted by the immense heat generated there. It was steamy warm!

“Oh!” Melinda gasped.

“You sure are hot!” grinned Mr. Burton as he quickly rubbed his hand across her panties and across her sweet pussy. He could feel both the smoothness of her flesh and then the lines of those lacy panties which barred him from her ultra sensitive areas.

“Ummm… the neghbours… I have to get back to work” Melinda meekly announced. Her body shivered under the touch of the old man. She was horny and needy and most desperrate for a fuck.

Candy suddenly laughed and then spoke in a ghosthly whisper:

"Any man with a hard cock will do in a pinch... That old man has an erection... He likes you very much... He's thinking about tieing you to the end of his bed and fucking your brains out.

Melinda e suddenly found control of her senses and stepped backwards into the house as she closed the door. It had been a moment of weakness. Then leaning with her back to the door she thought:

Oh God.. What am I doing? This is digging me deeper and deeper… How do I get out? I feel so horny... I need a big cock... I need to be touched....

“Can you fetch me a cup of tea dearie?” the blind mother called out politely.

“Oh yes… Coming up” Melinda called back as she ran backwards to the kitchen and clicked the kettle on.

Melinda looked up at the clock and whispered:

“Oh no… Mike’s going to be home any minute”

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

James Burton

James Burton was quite stunned, unexpectedly finding the cute girl that worked at the old antique shoppe, doubling her working duties as a cleaning lady. But to the perverted old man, he was thrilled beyond his wildest imagination to see her standing before him in the skimpiest of French maid outfits. He had seen many a maid outfit in his many years, and there was no doubt, that Melinda Gordon was doing more than just cleaning, dressed the way she was! The skirt barely covered anything, and the front cleavage was so deep, he was sure her pert breasts would pop right out for his leering eyes.

James was proud of his old age, and used it to his advantage. He was the ultimate old pervert, but with a certain air of charm about him, that allowed him to get away with his antics most of the time. Many a potentially offended woman would simply dismiss his perverted comments and behaviors to his advanced years, and lack of sex because of his age. As a result, he constantly used it to satisfy his whims, which were easily met. He relegated the reality to periods of masturbation where he'd only fantasize about women who'd let him take matters further.

The business of selling vaccuums only fueled his opportunities with women. Additionally, the fact that his door-to-door selling technique put him primarily in front of married women. For James, hitting on married women was the most fun, for it was with them that he seemed to have the best chance for success.

He tried to peddle his vaccuums to Melinda, but she apparently wasn't in the mood to buy today. She was, however, in the mood for something else! He'd work her over, he was sure. If not now, then most definitely, he'd have her charmed later!

When she had turned, James couldn't resist a playful swat against the barely clad ass in the super short black skirt. He was not one to resist temptation in his old age. Since there was not much material there, the slap was more forceful and louder than anticipated. James half expected Melinda to whirl around and slap him, like so many others had done before. So when she whirled, he prepared himself to back away and miss her swing. He was however, a bit shocked when Melinda twirled, and then gave a curious look, only to smile and then ask for another as she bent over and presented her ass to him once more.

James was in awe, but not so stupefied to not take advantage of the situation presented to him. He mauled the tight ass, rubbing it where he had smacked before, turning the pink flesh a bit more red. Then, with a measured move, he placed a firm, loud smack of his open palm on the area, turning it crimson. The 'thwack' reverberated through the household, echoing in the narrow foyer.

He chuckled as Melinda covered the noise and her yelp with a pitiful lie to the 'lady of the house'! His eyes brightened as he was treated to the little dance Melinda performed, trying to find a comfortable position as she stood once again, thanking him politely for the attention he gave her. There seemed to be some commotion and disturbance that was distracting Melinda, but James paid no attention to it, forcing his hand between her legs to feel the moist heat, no doubt stoked by his slaps to her ass.

James crowed confidently as Melinda nervously excused herself and backed away, closing the door between them. He knew he'd see Melinda again, and that the next time, she wouldn't be closing the door on him! James left the development and travelled onto another neighborhood in search of a potential buyer.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mike Holden

Mike rode along in his car, driving through the back streets, till he came to his driveway. There was a car, pulling out in front of him, just as he was pulling into the driveway. He was thinking too much of Melinda Gordon, to pay any attention to the fact that the car that had just pulled out in front of him, was actually parked in front of his house. After pulling into the driveway, he parked the car, exited, and went to the trunk to gather up his golf bag and shoes. He entered the detached garage and put the items away before going into the house.

Entering through the front door, Mike, out of habit, called out to his mother. "Ma! I'm home! Where ya at?"

She had been living with him ever since his father had passed, and Mike had been caring for her since she was practically helpless on her own, due to her disability. She had managed to learn the layout of the house, and knew her way around, adapting quite well to being blind and in a new home.

Before his mother even had a chance to respond, Mike knew something was amiss! There was something vastly different about his house, and he immediately knew what it was! It was clean!

It wasn't that Mike was dirty, or unkempt, nor that he didn't clean his house. No! This house was super clean ... disinfectant clean ... dusted clean ... vacuumed clean ... Windex clean ... polished clean! Mike and his mother would clean, but the entire house was never cleaned all at once! Something was definitely different!

He vaguely heard his mother acknowledge his arrival, her voice coming from the vicinity of the living room. The aroma of a freshly cooked meal, something of Italian descent was assailing his nostrils as he continued to stare in disbelief. Then the sound of a whistling tea kettle snapped him out of his daydream.

"Ma? What? Who? "

His eyes widened as just at that same moment, a scantily clad woman dressed in a maid's outfit entered into the hallway, holding a saucer, with a tecup perched atop it. Mike's jaw dropped as he realized that the barely dressed woman was none other than Melinda Gordon!

He stood there speechless, as Melinda too stood motionless, both of them staring at each other. Neither one said a word, each one staring at each other.

The deafening silence ensued until Mike's mother shattered the fragile atmosphere. "Mike? Have you met the cleaning lady? You won her as a prize!"

Mike continued staring at the nearly naked maid, never removing his eyes from her as he answered his mother. "Yes! I see! A prize indeed! Lovely! Absolutely lovely. She's done a wonderful job."

Mike was talking to his mother, but the whole time, his eyes were glued to Melinda, as if asking for her to please explain what was going on?

 

[little_golden]

Melinda - As A Maid

Melinda Gordon felt very awkward, nervous and panicky as Mike materialized in his house. She knew it was perfectly logical for him to be there, yet, here she was too, dressed in a slutty maid’s outfit that barely held up her cleavage or her bare bottom. It was a certain relief as she felt Mike scanning her up and down, smiling, and seemingly delighted to see her.

His mother made a quick introduction as she asked Mike if he had met the cleaning lady and Melinda just played along as if she didn't know Mike.


It wasn't until they were alone when Melinda spoke a little more freely.

“Oh… Ummm… Hi Mike…. I needed the space in the store basement so I delivered the desk earlier today… we set it ... It looks marvellous... It's a real piece of work.... I cleaned it especially for you.... And… you won a customer appreciation prize too… me” laughed Melinda as she smiled at Mike. She giggled but not because it was funny but rather a certain giggle.

“Go on…go get him….slut!” Candy whispered in her ghostly voice into Melinda’s ear.

“Ummm…. I’m your maid and more for the day” laughed Melinda as she beamed a big country smile.

“Hurry up slut…. He’s waiting… Show him what you really are deep down… You need his tongue on those ever so sensitive pussy lips… You need his tongue wiggling around your sensitive spots…. You need his big cock to satisfy you and to escape my misery… Go on Melinda….” Candy pushed in his ghostly voice that only Melinda could hear. Melinda could see Candy floated about the room.

Melinda couldn’t speak back to Candy otherwise both Mike and his mother would think she was completely nuts. She just continued to smile and sort of nodded her head to silently acknowledge Candy’s directives.

“Ummm Mike… How do you like my outfit?” Melinda beamed at Mike as she twirled about under his watchful gaze. She could feel the heat from her own body rising. Just being in his presence and knowing the pleasures he could bring out in her tingled her senses and aroused her.

Melinda was trying to be a lady and to sweetly and gently seduce Mike. Her body was crying out for his touch. Unknown to Melinda, Candy was feeding off her guilt and magnifying Melinda’s sexual needs so that Melinda couldn’t fight off the animal urges raging throughout her body. She didn’t understand how one man could turn heron so fast and so heavy. Though he was older, and not nearly half as attractive as Jim, she was softly licking her lips at Mike as if he was a giant Christmas candy cane.

Melinda was about to grab Mike’s hand and haul him upstairs when the old blind lady called out:

“May I have some more tea dearie?”

“Yes… Yes ma’am… Right away” Melinda called back. She smiled at Mike and whispered “Duty calls… Wash up … and I’ll make you very happy”. As she hurried to the kitchen she wiggled her ass and winked at Mike. She quickly fetched the teapot and the cream and sugar tray. She served Mike’s mother a fresh cup and poured in a little milk to make it just the way she liked it.

While Mike cleaned up, Melinda fussed over the food she was preparing. It was ready. It she waited too long it would burn or overcook. After so much work that was the last thing she wanted.

“Don’t make a mess… You perfect wives…. You have so much time to cook, to clean and to pamper your man…. Must seem strange to be doing it all for a lover and not your husband… He’s probably heating up a frozen dinner…. Alone… Worried…. Or maybe he’s cheating on you – like you do on him” taunted Candy as she walked through the kitchen in her ghostly presence.

“Candy… Don’t do this… Leave me to it… I’ll do what you want… Just leave me alone… His mother is here so it’s harder than you think” Melinda whispered to the ghostly presence.

“Are you calling me dearie?” Mike’s blind mother called out from the living room.

“Oh no… But supper is almost ready… A few more touches to the table… And I’ll serve the both of you” Melinda explained as she turned off various elements on the stove and reduced the oven setting.

Melinda finalized the setting of the table for a few minutes and then called out:
“Supper is ready… Please be seated”.

“Oh it smells so wonderful…. ” the blind mother commented as she slowly made her way towards the table. Melinda’s good nature prevailed and seeing the old blind woman walking slowly and carefully without the aid of her walking stick, she rushed over to help the woman. The old woman was quick and seized her arm.

“Let me help you” Melinda offered as the old woman took another few steps.

“Have we met before?” the old woman inquired.

“I don’t think so” Melinda spoke softly.

“Let me see” the old woman added as she stopped. Melinda could feel the old woman smelling the air and then she gently brushed her hands across Melinda’s face.

“I must be mistaken” the old woman replied. But the old lady was crafty for her hearing, and senses were pretty darn good and she sensed something was up. This maid was very hot and perspiring too.

Melinda walked her to the table and shortly thereafter Mike arrived.

Given that the old lady couldn’t see Melinda made a game of showing herself off as she pranced back and forth from the kitchen to the dinning room.

“Here you go ma’am…. Here you go Sir” Melinda spoke as she placed expertly before them the soup she had so carefully prepared. The old lady was delighted with the soup and Melinda could see her first smelling it and then carefully tasting it.

“Delightful!” the old woman called out in appreciation. As the old woman and Mike ate Melinda went back to the kitchen to fuss over the salad plates. She did a great job tossing the salad and then applying a light dressing of maple syrup mixed with several secret ingredients.

In the kitchen Candy fluttered in the air and then spoke in an angry wispy voice:

“It would be a shame… If you accidentally poisoned them….”

Melinda whispered back in a meek tone.

“No… No… Please…. I’m listening… I’m obeying… I’m here dressed in this stupid outfit…. I’ll make love with him… Just like you want”.

“Take off the little dress… Serve them salad… Just in those sexy high heels, the black fishnet stockings, the little g-string, and the demi-bra… Keep the little hat and the gloves too” Candy commanded. Melinda had no choice but to obey and removed the main dress.

“It was barely there to start with” Melinda complained as she now felt a little more naked and even more vulnerable. She felt a little deceptive given that Mike would get a full show and his blind mother wouldn’t. It was a certain relief that she was indeed blind.

“Smile Melinda… Make him want you…. Smile” Candy coached her. Melinda picked up the two salad bowls and walked into the dinning hall as if she was dressed in a fancy dress. Immediately she could see Mike grinning like a cat. He was obviously enjoying the little game.

“Here you go ma’am” Melinda spoke as she placed the bowl of salad before her. Next she served Mike. As she stood behind him, she made a point of rubbing her breasts across his shoulders and back.

“Excuse me Sir… Here you go… May I clear the soup bowls?” Melinda asked softly to the pair of them.

“Yes dearie” the old lady replied.

Melinda smiled at Mike, at she made a point of leaning forward towards him and brushing her soft delicious boobs into his face. She made a slight giggle but caught herself as she remembered that his mother is seating only a few feet away.

Melinda returned to the kitchen and carefully placed the soup bowls into the hot soapy water. As Mike and his mother ate, she washed up the first batch of dishes and started to serve the main course. She carefully arranged it on the plates.

Candy piped up in a mocking voice:

“Off with the bra and g-string…. Stockings only….and of course high heels, gloves and hat … Show him what you’re selling…. That’s what hookers do… They tramp up and down the street … dressed like tarts… teasing the Johns with flashes of their sexy bodies.”

“Okay… okay” Melinda whispered softly in reply as she complied. This time she knew Mike would have a perfect view of all her charms. The high heels and fishnet stockings would emphasize her sexy shapely legs. If Mike cared too, he’d have ample opportunity to check out her bouncing breasts, her sweet ass or her honey hole.

“Hurry up…. They’re done the salad” laughed Candy.

Melinda lifted her head and pranced into the dinning room. Looking to Mike she smiled as if it was all part of her grand plan. In his eyes, Melinda could see his lust. That was a good sign. He would need her as much as she would need him.

“Ma’am… Main course is served” Melinda spoke as she lifted off the cover to the first tray. A moment or two later Melinda announced: “Sir… Main course is served….. If either of you want pepper or cheese… I’d be happy to oblige you.”

“It’s so nice to have such a tasty meal… and I though service was a lost art… You’d be a great waitress dear.. if you ever gave up your cleaning job” the old lady complimented Melinda.

“Thank you” Melinda beamed.

“Ughh” Melinda mumbled as Candy momentarily seized control of her body. Candy made a point of showing Melinda how easy it was to take over. Under Candy’s control, Melinda moved towards Mike and then pulled his napkin onto his crotch. There she rubbed it a few times much to Mike’s delight before she stood up.

“There you go Sir.. You dropped your napkin”

Melinda was forced to stand a few feet from the table. As Mike as his mother ate the main course, Candy decided it was time for Melinda to have a seat on a spare chair. Though she sat on the chair, and it was restful, Melinda felt her legs parting wider and wider.

Oh God… this is so humiliating… but he’s smiling… he like’s my shaved pussy…. Melinda thought to herself.

Candy released Melinda. Just as Melinda was about to retreat into the kitchen, Candy pushed Melinda a little further:

“Suck your middle finger…. And with your other hand…. Rub your pussy!…. Right now… Or so help me you’ll accidentally kill both of them” Candy threatened and Melinda much to her dismay complied. Seconds later, she was sucking her middle finger of her right hand, while her left hand was busily stroking and rubbing her pussy. She was hot, wet and very bothered. She knew she was ready for his penetration. Her body lusted for it.

“Are you ready for it?” Melinda beamed in a sultry voice at Mike as she now poked her fingers into her honey hole. They disappeared easily and eagerly as she self pleasured herself.

“Ready for what dear?” the old lady, asked in perfectly polite way.

“Why dessert… of course… I’ve made my specialty…. A few more minutes in the kitchen and I’ll bring it out” Melinda explained as she rose from the chair. But Melinda lingered for a moment as she cupped her boobs for Mike’s long lingering glance. As he watched she pinched each of her nipples to demonstrate to him how hard her nipples were and just how horny she really was. As he grinned, she then blow him a kiss. Leaving the room she wiggled her ass like a super model as she walked off from the dinning room into the kitchen after scooping up a with a load of dirty dishes.

“Very nice… nice touch” Candy smiled a wicked grin.

Candy then added:

“This time … You put a little sign on your back…. In black marker …. Write ‘fuck me…hard!’

Melinda nodded her head. She then did the final touches on their dessert and then shuffled back into the dinning room with the sign on her back. Again she served first Mike’s mother and then Mike. She could see Mike nodding his head and grinning, which boasted her confidence. This time she carried off the plates knowing that it would be a race to get upstairs with Mike when the meal was done.

To her surprise, as she washed up the dishes she felt someone behind her. It was Mike.

Melinda spoke in a whispered hush.

“I need it right now… I can’t wait another moment… Can’t you see that?”.

She dropped to her knees and without asking permission or seeking agreement, she pulled Mike’s fly towards her. With nimble fingers, she unzipped his pants and hand her small hands in his pants as she fished out his erection.

From the heat and size of his erection, she knew that he was eager for her touch. She quickly and roughly dropped her mouth over it and sucked it for several seconds as her jaw adjusted to the new pillar in her mouth. Then frantically she began to lick the big shaft up and down, over and over. Melinda could feel the pulsating prick in her mouth, and she could feel Mike trying to suppress his grunts and groans of pleasure. She knew his nother was in the next room, likely sitting at the table, less than a dozen feet away from where she sucked on Mike’s cock. Melinda didn’t care. Her need was overwhelming.

“Oh… Mike…. Stick it in me… Plough it in deep” Melinda begged him as she now worked her hands up and down his slippery prick. She didn’t want him to blow his load too early. She wanted it all.

“Get all of it deep within your slut pussy… Tell him your cock hungry whore …. Tell him quickly” Candy threatened Melinda.

“Mike… I need it quick and hard… I’m a cock hungry whore….” Melinda whispered to Mike as she now lay on her back on he floor. Her sweet sexy musty smell was thick in the air. It was an intoxicating yet alluring smell. She opened her sexy legs wide. Her sweet hot wet pussy was nicely framed by the balc fishnet stocking that reached to her upper legs. She slid her ass ass along the cold kitchen floor towards Mike. She anticipated him descended to the floor and then his big cock sliding ever so easily into her heavenly cunt. She was now holding her own legs in the air in anticipation of Mike plugging her cunt with his big hard lubricated dick.

“Go on Mike….” Melinda begged.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mike Holden

Mike was in a prolonged state of shock as Melinda tended to him and his mother with the wonderfully prepared meal that she had most obviously worked long and hard to prepare. The blatant tease and the methodical stripping between courses was enough to drive any man delirious with desire. Melinda's tight little body was one to kill for, and Mike could only count his blessings as she was prancing around to his liking, waiting on him and his mother.

The cute little outfit had already aroused Mike considerably, bringing a tightness within his trousers. For the sake of his mother, and to appease Melinda, he played along, sitting quietly as Melinda served the first course. As Melinda went back into the kitchen, his mother commented how nice the maid was, and how lucky he was to have won such a prize. He did indeed consider himself lucky, but somehow knew, his luck would only continue to get better.

He was not mistaken, for when Melinda reappeared with the salad bowls, he was treated to such a wonderful view of Melinda, clad in, if at all possible, even less than she was before. The black undergarments did their best to barely hide her natural assets. The demi bra lifted her full breasts up and out for his eying approval. Her hardened nipples peaked over the edge of the bra, only making his hunger even greater than it was. The g-string bottoms did very little to hide the obvious excitement she was having playing this little game. Mike could see the glistening flesh, and the swollen labia ready to envelop the small black triangular patch of fabric. As she walked by him, he took special note of the way the black string disappeared between her firm, smooth, rounded ass cheeks. The fishnet stockings and high heels only served to accentuate her long shapely legs, as Mike imagined them wrapped around his head.

When Melinda had gone in to prepare the main course, Mike's mother spoke to him in confidence again. "She is so lovely Mike. Is she as pretty as she sounds? She sure makes a wonderful meal. Is she married?"

"Mother," Mike shushed his mom. "Enough!"

"Michael," she continued, despite his warning, calling him by his formal birth name to make sure he was listening. "You need a good woman to take care of you. She cooks, she cleans, and she takes care of me!"

Mike quieted his mother again, knowing she was playing matchmaker, but he assured her, he did not need her help. His eyes bugged open as he watched Melinda reappear with the main course plates. Other than the accessories, Melinda was completely naked, and Mike had an unobstructed view of her full, firm tits, and her pink, peaked nipples. Her round ass was perched before him as she bent over to tend to his mothers meal. He did everything he could to restrain himself from reaching out and placing his hand on the smooth flesh.

Mike nearly lost it when Melinda had purposely dropped the napkin into his lap and rubbed his crotch in a knowing manner. Mike half expected her to fish out his cock right then and there, and start stroking him to relief. But her teasings only drove him more insane for her. His appetite had nothing to do with the food that was set before him. Mike ate however, encouraged by the mere sight of Melinda standing next to him, totally naked, her eyes glued to his every move. She made him feel powerful with each passing minute. When she had finally sat down near him, he could not take his eyes off her as she slowly and intentionally parted her legs wider and wider, showhing him her glistening pussy lips, already swollen and wet with her own desire. Her teasing continued as she began to masturbate, and Mike could practically taste her on his tongue despite he was eating her wonderful meal.

The private show was only interrupted by her own words, which aroused suspicion from his mother. When his mother had called out, Melinda was seemingly snapped out of her reverie, and Mike smiled. He watched as she cleared the table, wondering what dessert would entail. She couldn't take anything else off, other than her accessories, so Mike wondered if she'd do anything different on her return. He wiped his mouth with the napkin and knew what he'd prefer to have for dessert. However, when Melinda appeared with the dessert, the sign on her back only confirmed what he had intended to do all along.

Mike had had enough of the teasing. He couldn't take it any longer. He took several bites from the decadent dessert, then excused himself from the table, telling his mother he was full. His mother echoed the same sentiments, though she had eagerly consumed her entire plate. Mike asked if she needed help, and she dismissed him, telling him she'd be fine. Mike rose from the table and eased his way into the kitchen...

Melinda practically raped him, eagerly sinking to her knees, fishing out his cock, begging him for his cock, admitting that she was 'a cock hungry whore'. Her lips felt divine as they enveloped his shaft, coating him, and making him quite slick. He loved the look of her head capped with the little white cap as it bobbed along his steel rod.

However, when Melinda lay on the floor, spread open, legs in the air, begging for a rough hard fucking, Mike found her nearly irresistible. But all Mike could think of was all the teasing she had done to him throughout dinner, driving him mad with desire. Turnabout was only fair play!

Still whispering, hiding his voice from his mother potentially hearing them, he told Melinda he had different plans! He grabbed her hand and roughly pulled her to her feet and pulled her into the dining room, though he could feel her reluctance. His mother was just leaving the room at the other end, to return to her spot in the living room. He gripped Melinda by her slim waist and raised her off her feet and sat her on the edge of the table right where he had been sitting. He paid no regard to the plate of dessert that was already there, sitting her ass upon the plate, the dessert mashing beneath her, and pushing up between her cheeks. He spread her legs wide once again as he sat down to finish his dessert. He pressed his face between her legs and started lapping along the length of her already wet, dripping slit. His tongue pushed through the swollen folds and parted her pink petals wide, exposing the inner folds, and the source for her sweet, succulent honey. Mike could eat her all day, all night, and never tire of it. He knew she liked it, and knew it drove her wild. It was time for retribution!

Once again, Mike took delight in the way Melinda was forced to stifle her cries of release, due to his mother being in the next room. He was relentless and unyielding as he attacked her clit and lashed his tongue repeatedly over the swollen tip. His hands, on her knees, kept them parted almost painfully wide so she couldn't clamp them around his head. It also kept her pussy spread deliciously open for his dining delight. He thrust his tongue in and out of her cock hungry pussy, teasing it in preparation for the fucking of a lifetime. When he returned to her clit, he suckled fiercely, driving his chin between her folds and into her pussy as her hips rose and fell in increasing urgency. It didn't take Melinda long, till she began fucking Mike's chin.

Melinda leaned back, and knocked a couple dishes around. The clanking had alerted Mike's mother and she called out, "Is everything all right out there?"

Mike didn't stop his attack, listening to Melinda throatily groan and force a comment that she was taking care of the dishes, doing her best to dismiss his mother's concern.

Mike was rewarded with a face full of her first release, flooding his mouth with the honeyed nectar he found so fulfilling. Her legs were still trembling, and her body bucking as she thrashed about the sturdy table. Mike pulled away, releasing her clit and wiped his mouth with his hand. Grabbing her ankles, he lifted them into the air as he rose from his seat. He placed them on his shoulders as he aimed his prick for her gaping hole. He wasted no time, thrusting his cock into the slippery hole this time!

He had to stifle his own groans as Melinda bit down on her lip trying her best to remain quiet! He plunged relentlessly into her sopping snatch pushing and pulling her. Keeping her ankles pinned to him, he leaned over her a little bit, folding her in half. With his thumb he rubbed her clit, pushing her to another orgasm she soon could not deny. With his free hand, he jammed his other thumb into her mouth, forcing her to suck it, silencing her screams. Sure enough, Melinda eventually succumbed and crashed through another orgasm as he sawed in and out.

Even though her cries were stifled, the moans and shifting plates alerted Mike's mother once more. She called out to ensure everything was indeed all right. In an exasperated, drained voice, Melinda assured her everything was fine.

Mike withdrew his cum coated cock from her and helped Melinda to her feet. He giggled as she stood on wobbly legs. He hurriedly handed her all the plates on the table and ushered her in the kitchen, looking at her delicious ass, with the dessert smeared all over it!

Safely, two rooms, away, Mike pushed Melinda towards the sink where the dirty dishes were. He bent her over the sink. "Better wash those dishes," he snickered as he spread her legs and drove his cock into her once again! Grabbing her hips, Mike thrust insistently amazed at the control he was able to maintain, despite all the attention his cock was receiving. His balls slapped against her, and the groans, though still restrained, were more audible than before. Mike pounded and pounded till Melinda's knees buckled, her head dropped as she fell to her body's explosion yet again. Mike could feel the rivers flowing, coating his shaft and dripping over his sac, and down her thighs.

Mike was far from done though! He pulled out and aimed his spearhead a little higher, spreading Melinda's ass cheeks wide. Her protests were quickly silenced as his well lubricated log slid effortlessly past the tight ring of her sphincter. Once the fat mushroomed head was in, he grabbed her hips forcefully once again, digging his fingers into her flesh as he pulled her back onto him. He grunted as the tightness enveloped him, her buttery walls wrapping snugly to his invading prod. Carefully, so as not to explode too soon, Mike eased himself out, till just the tip remained in. He held his breath as he pushed forward again. Soon he was fucking her tight ass with as much ease as he was fucking her pussy. The thrusts grew in intensity and the frequency came in rapid succession.

Just on the verge of exploding, Mike pulled out, leaving Melinda like the wet rag she was wringing tightly in her hands. He abruptly pulled out and ran his cock over her ass, coating it in the mashed dessert that was caked to it. He spun Melinda around and pushed her to her knees, forcing his cock, coated with a variety of her unique flavors to her mouth. He ignored her protests, grabbing her head, forcing the entire length into her mouth and down her throat.

Mike had every intention of fucking each and every hole, and spewing his load in each one. The first one was going down her throat, and he was ready to unload. "Herrre ...ungh ... it ... oooohhh ... cummmms!"

Mike grunted as his entire body jerked and convulsed, all the pressure being forced out the tip of his cock ...

Mike smiled dreamily as Melinda's throat milked his cock, imagining how he'd cum in her ass next, and then in her pussy later!

...

 

[little_golden]

Mentally, emotionally, and physically Melinda was a mess.

Mike have been so heavenly with his magic tongue and had sent waves of pleasures rocketing and exploding through her body. No man had ever rocked her world the way that he did. It was so confusing to her that someone other than her husband and the love of her life could do this to her. She knew Jim would never be able to make her explode like she had on Mike's face. It was dirty yet so fantastic and wonderful.

"Oh my... oh... careful... Your mom.... she's just in the next room" Melinda whispered as she giggled when Mike grabbed her ankles, lifted them right into the air with his powerful arms, and then he repositioned himself. With her ankles pressed tightly on top of his shoulders, he easily pushed his big hard prick into Melinda's palace of pleasure. Then he was thrusting away as Melinda moaned and groaned under his skillful touch. In this regard he was a lot like her husband Jim. He was strong, intense and determined. She eagerly took his big cock and she grabbed her breasts trying to extend the pleasure as much as she could.

"Oh God... It's so good!" Melinda blurted out forgetting the time and place and focusing solely on the pleasure that was being whipped back and forth in her sweet pussy. Melinda gave up biting on her lip. Though she had a soft sweet salty taste of blood in her mouth. It didn't matter, and she couldn't help herself.

"Oooooooaaaaaa" Melinda moaned out as the jackhammering of Mike's cock continued into her sweet wet hot soft flesh.

Then Mike repositioned her again and nearly folded her in half. She could sense from him his urgency to silence her.

Oh God... We're too loud.... The old lady is going to catch us.... Quieter Melinda! Melinda mentally scolded herself.


"Ohhhh ooooaaa" Melinda moaned though it was partly stifled. Mike was thumbing her clit and jamming his other thumb into her mouth, like a little dick to suck on to shut her up. Melinda sucked on the thumb as hard as she could trying to suppress her moans of ecstasy as her body now bucked and wiggled in a hundred different random directions.

Melinda could sense that Mike was still rock hard and not yet satisfied. Though she was exhausted and panting she managed to calm herself when she heard the voice of the old blind mother calling out:

"It's everything okay in there?"

"Oh yes... I'm just a little clumsy... It's okay.... Sorry... I'll bring out some more tea or coffee if you prefer" Melinda managed to get up in a nearly normal voice.

"Why... Thank you" Melinda praised Mike as he pulled out his cum coated cock from her delightful; pussy and he then helped Melinda to her feet in a gentleman like manner.

Melinda felt light headed and shaky on her feet. Mike was smiling and giggling.

With Mike's help, they started to clear the plates from the dining room. She still had icing and crumbs on her rear end plastered in various spots.

After blocking the sink, she added soap and let the hot water flow into the sink where bubbles and suds began to erupt from the hot water striking the soap. Melinda wrongly assumed the game was over. As she was about to reach for her apron, Mike unexpectedly pushed Melinda towards the sink where the dirty dishes were scattered within.

Melinda felt his not so gentle pressure bending her forward over the sink. As she struggled to turn down the hot water Mike snickered:

"Better wash those dishes."

Then Melinda giggled as Mike spread her legs and quickly drove his cock back into her heavenly pussy. She could feel it split into her and she welcomed its heat and mass within her. Then he grabbing her hips, and thrusting the big cock back and forth, over and over which was driving her into a lusty craze. Again he knew just how to work her body. Melinda was moaning like a cat in heat. After three or four minutes of of this intensity Melinda succumbed and let her body release itself on Mike. Never had she done so twice in such close proximity with another man.

Candy appeared. A chill went through the kitchen as the room dropped several degrees in temperature. Candy spoke softly in a ghostly whisper:

"Slut.... You like his cock better than Jim's... He awakens your body like no other... Maybe he's the real one for you.... Or maybe there is even someone better out there.. Just waiting to get their cock into you too!"

Again Melinda thought it was over as Mike pulled out his still swollen cock. Melinda was amazed that he hadn't filled her with his cum like before. She worried a little that maybe she was doing something wrong. Men needed to be released.

Then Mike moved about a little and before Melinda could move too far, she almost swallowed her tongue when Mike popped his big cock into her asshole. It had been a instant of sharp pain and then pleasure. Now she felt his hands on her hips and again he rocketed his cock back and forth. She was tight on him.

"Ugghhhh.... Ugghhhhh....Arrrrrrr...AAAAA" Melinda grunted and groaned in a rough husky voice. There was no sweet purring in her voice this time. She was too exhausted to protest. She was too tired to stop. She just let him have his own way as she braced her forearms again the counter and sink.

Then abruptly he stopped and pulled out his cock. She could feel a hot trickle of something across her ass. But she wasn't sure if it was perspiration, his cum, or just cream from the cake.

Melinda giggled again as Mike slid her body from the bent over position into having her sitting over the sink with her legs spread. In this position Melinda could feel the hot steaming heat of two sinks and the dirty dishes. Then Mike pulled her forward off the sink and onto her knees on the floor.

"A,,Ummm" Melinda sputtered and she was unable to slow Mike down. Melinda was starting to feel guilty again. She wanted to run away back to the store or home. She needed to see Jim.

Mike's strong hands grabbed her head, and then he forced the entire length of his big gooey cock into her small hot mouth and then he plunged it down her throat. She choked and garbled for an instant or two but then it was in. Melinda didn't even move her head, for Mike was in a delirium as he yelled out in his ecstasy:

"Herrre ...ungh ... it ... oooohhh ... cummmms!"

Melinda could feel Mike's grunting and his jerked and convulsed, and a river of hot cum exploded from the tip of his cock. She could feel his throbbing cock in her mouth. It was a strange and wonderful sensation to know she had triggered it.

Melinda felt Mike pulled his cock back slightly and so she began in earnest to lick and suck what and where she could. A second smaller stream of cum now flooded into her mouth as she worked away on his cock.

"That's it... That a whore" laughed Candy in her ghostly voice.

The loud voice of the Mike's mother called out from behind them:

"Okay you two... What is going on in here.... I may be blind but I'm not stupid!"

"Busted" Melinda mumbled as Mike had jerked his cock from her mouth.

Candy took over from Melinda, as Melinda felt her cold presence slip into her body.

Candy spoke through Melinda's mouth:

"I just fucked your little boy.... He's got a hell of a big cock.... I never swallowed so much cum in my life.... I'd like to fuck him again if that's okay with you mum? You always wanted grandkids right? ... We're in love"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Mike Holden

Mike's eyes were wide as saucers, horrified! It wasn't the fact that he was apparently caught by his mother, fucking the maid. No! It was the blunt, crude, and abrupt reply that Melinda shot back to his mother that most horrified him!

"I just fucked your little boy.... He's got a hell of a big cock.... I never swallowed so much cum in my life.... I'd like to fuck him again if that's okay with you mum? You always wanted grandkids right? ... We're in love"

'OH God!' Mike thought to himself. He couldn't believe she had admitted fucking him to his mother, but she had also used that 'word'! He had never used such language in her presence, and never knew anyone to ever say anything like that to her before. He could just imagine her thoughts as he saw her jaw drop, as she stood in the doorway, leaning against the jamb.

To make matters worse, she had talked about his 'cock', and swallowing his 'cum'! She was definitely not making a favorable impression on his mother! And as if it were icing on the cake, she proclaimed how she'd like to fuck him again, asking if it were okay with her! Mike couldn't believe his ears! Why would it be of any concern to his mother? If he wanted to fuck Melinda, he'd do it with, or without his mother's permission! Just the mere thought of his mother knowing such details was immensely embarrassing! The redness on his face was deepening by the second.

The exasperated huff from his mother confirmed his worst fears! She was obviously put off by the crass reality that had just been slapped across her face. "Well I never ..." she began to proclaim, only to be cut off by Melinda again!

But what Melinda said next, most definitely sent Mike's head spinning like a tornado! 'GRANDKIDS? ... LOVE?' There was no way in hell he wanted kids! It was a burden he didn't want, and especially at his advanced age, he considered himself too old to be a dad! It had always been a sore subject with his mother, who did want grandkids to spoil, but had long ago gotten used to the idea she'd die an old, widowed spinster, without any grandkids to brighten her day! The thought of love wasn't all that bad, but the fact that Melinda was an upscale member of the community, and married, put an axe in that concept! Mike couldn't understand what would make Melinda say such things!

However, as Mike looked back and forth between Melinda and his mom, he was shocked to see his mom's hardened face, suddenly soften! "Grandkids?" Her voice was a whisper as a faint smile began to cross her face. "Love?" The glint of a twinkle could be seen in her eyes. There seemed to be a long pause until his mother spoke again. "Well in my day Miss, we courted before we did such things! I know I'm old fashioned and things are different nowadays, but if you're going to give me little ones to hug and hold, I'm all for it!"

Mike couldn't believe his ears! This couldn't be his mom talking! He was fishing up his pants, making himself presentable, even though his mother couldn't see him. He was still very conscious of the fact he was naked before her.

"You know? He's very much like his father!" She continued talking to Melinda as if they were best of friends. Her face glowed at the recollection of Mike's dad. "He was a fantastic lover." Then as if it were a secret, she lowered her voice even more. "He was quite endowed too!"

"MOTHER!" Mike interrupted, thoroughly embarrassed at this point, moving across the room to intervene. "C'mon, let me take you back to the living room, and she'll bring you more tea!" Mike escorted her from the kitchen back to the living room and helped her sit down, discouraging any further comment from her regarding the incident or the conversation. He dismissed himself and told her he was going to take a shower.

He waited for Melinda to serve his mother, and then literally dragged her to the bathroom with him. Upstairs, with the shower running, he dragged her into the water with him! He scolded Melinda for being so blunt with his mother and reinforced that he didn't want any kids!

Reinforcing his determination on that matter, he bent Melinda forward, and worked his soapy fingers in and out of her ass, working her to a frenzy which also excited him, hardening his cock! He lathered his cock heavily and with Melinda holding her cheeks apart, pushed his cock into her tight hole. With the lubrication of the soap, the tight sensation was quite lovely. His cock slid in and out of the buttery depths with such ease! Melinda was now bracing herself on the edge of the tub as Mike plowed in and out. After some considerable length of time, Mike was able to fuck his cock in, and pull it all the way out, her hole, remaining distended and open, waiting, begging for the reentry of his pounding prod!

Grunting and heaving, Mike finally dumped his second load, deep into Melinda's bowels as she collapsed, whimpering in the tub.

After cleaning up and drying off, Mike had Melinda back on her knees, sucking his cock to a hardened state once again! Once he was satisfied, he lifted her to the edge of the sink, setting her on the counter. He fucked the sweet pussy till it was raw and red. Having cum twice already, he was in no hurry, nor pressure to release whatever was left within him. After a seeming eternity Mike stopped and pulled Melinda down to her feet, spun her around and had her face the mirror. Spreading her legs, he stepped between her legs and pushed into her slit yet again! He grabbed a fistfull of her wet hair and twisted, yanking her head back as he held onto her rein. He bucked into her as she groaned and moaned, taking great joy in seeing her reaction to his fucking cast back at him through the mirror!

Finally, Mike came again! His third load was considerably less than his other two explosions! Even Mike doubted there'd be enough semen to swim the distance to make babies! If Melinda was trying to trap him into having babies, he'd just fuck her face and ass first, before fucking her pussy!

Sighing contentedly, Mike cleaned up and dressed in loose fitting pajama slacks and headed back down to sit with his mother!

Mike looked on appreciatively as Melinda reappeared, coming down the steps, in an alluring black leather biker outfit. Her maid's costume was hung on a hanger. She glided to a hallway closet and hung the outfit amidst Mike's jackets. Mike looked questioningly at her as she then came towards him. "I have to go now! I have another appointment I have to make! If you'd like you can call, and I'll come clean again!" She then pressed her clenched fist into Mike's hand, leaning in to him, giving him a quick kiss. She whispered into his ear, "I left the maid's outfit so I can change next time I come over," then suckled his earlobe. She then opened her fist and released her g-string into his hand, a second momento of their time together.

Melinda then moved over to Mike's mother and clasped her face, telling her how lovely she was, and how she enjoyed being the maid for the household, and echoed how she'd love to see her again. Melinda bowed and kissed the elderly woman gently. Mike's mother raised her hands to her own face and clasped Melinda's hands, liking the feel of them against her face.

She smiled and cooed with delight at the attention, but then suddenly, her face changed! Confusion and concern filled her face as she held Melinda's hands! She pulled Melinda's hands from her face and clasped Melinda's left hand between both of her own. She rubbed her palm over the top and drew in a sharp gasp of air as a sudden horror filled her lungs!

Mike's mother was speechless, suddenly dropping Melinda's hands, turning abruptly cold to her presence. She was polite enough to wait until Melinda left before she uttered the word, "SLUT!"

Mike was again taken aback by his mother's rudeness, until she explained herself. "You should be ashamed of yourself! How dare you? I'm so ashamed of you! She's a married woman! And you tease me about having grandkids? You are so mean! Don't talk to me!" She stomped her cane on the floor and shut Mike down for the rest of the evening!

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Bill Smith

Bill paced nervously around his shop! He had made an appointment with Melinda for the evening before to show her the finished product! But she never showed! He dismissed it, though he was put off by her no show. He did realize she had other obligations and that she was hiding this other career she had endeavored into. He falsely assumed that something important had come up that prevented her from the private screening.

However, now that it was Saturday, he was increasingly concerned. He had already made promotional arrangements for himself and Mysteria, and he'd have a lot of explaining to do if she didn't show! At about lunch time, he had left his shop and ventured to hers in search of her, ready to confront her! But to his amazement, Melinda was not there! He asked the woman who was tending to the shop, Andrea if Melinda was in. Andrea had informed him that Melinda had a delivery of furniture to make, and didn't know when she'd return.

Andrea wondered, but didn't ask why the owner of the porn store was interested in meeting with Melinda, and her curiosity was piqued even more when Bill declined any help from Andrea, even though she assured him he could help him find what he was looking for.

Bill wandered through the park, and over to her house, still not finding Melinda. He went as far as driving to the firehouse, only to find Jim Gordon, there alone. He did, however snicker at the sight of Jim's firecoat, hanging on the wall of the firehouse. He covered his presence there, telling the men he was expecting a shipment of new videos, and that they should stop by his store for their special deals!

Needless to say, as it was nearing eight o'clock, Bill began to panic, slowly becoming angered at Melinda's willingness to break her contractual agreements. He paced around the store, wondering if she'd show or not! ...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Jim Gordon

Jim really hated this stretch of time working the night shift! Only a week into it, he knew he had another week to go, before things would be back to normal. Jim also knew that even when this upcoming week was over, he'd have a two week stretch working the swing shift, which wasn't much better, but he'd at least be able to curl up next to Melinda's body, which he hadn't done since the week had started.

What made matters worse, was that except for quick, short passing moments, he saw very little of his wife! And today, Saturday, of all days, she wasn't home again! When he called the store, Andrea had informed him that she was out, making a special delivery! Jim understood, but wished she could have scheduled it for another day! He thanked Andrea before laying down to catch some sleep!

He expected, as had been customary, for Melinda to cook up a wonderful meal while he was sleeping. She was such a good cook, and he thoroughly enjoyed the creations she'd conjure up. As the hours had passed, Jim slept like a rock, never awakened by the sound of Melinda coming through the door, nor the wonderful aroma of her cooking wafting to his nostrils. He didn't even smell a pot of coffee brewing as his eyes adjusted to the darkness that was enveloping the house.

It was almost time for him to go to work again, he realized as he stared at the clock, listening intently for any sounds in the household, other than his own breathing. Disgusted, he got up and started a pot of coffee before heading to the shower! He scrubbed himself vigorously, more out of growing anger than anything else!

Out of the shower, with the towel still wrapped about him, Jim poured himself some coffee. He tugged the refrigerator door open violently, as it banged against the counter. He yanked a frozen meal from the freezer portion and kicked the door shut with his foot. He tore open the package and tossed it in the microwave for the customary five minutes. "Just like a firehouse meal," he grumbled as he leaned back and sipped from his mug, waiting for the food to cook!

It wasn't until then, that Jim began to notice all the little things! Different things around the house! The dirty laundry, next to the washer was piled higher than usual. Jim's uniforms hadn't been washed, and those that had, hadn't been pressed. Dishes, and dirty utensils remained in the sink, the same ones that Jim had put there from last night, and the night before. His curiosity aroused, Jim began walking around. The floors hadn't been swept, the kitchen hadn't been mopped. Dust had already began to gather on the furnishings!

Melinda was never this negligent to their tiny home. It wasn't as if the place was so large that it was unmanageable. She had always taken pride in keeping the home nice and tidy. Jim couldn't imagine what was going on with Melinda that would cause this sudden change in behavior. He could only think that she was still mad at him, and this was his payback for the way he treated her at the firehouse. They had never talked about it, and he had only assumed that it was over when they had a pleasant dinner last Sunday! Now that he was able to look back in retrospect, he realized Melinda had become quite cold towards him.

The beeping of the microwave was the only thing that snapped Jim out of his retrospect. He shoveled down the meager meal, and scrounged up the cleanest pair of black trousers he could find, and sniffed through several blue shirts before settling on one he had worn earlier in the week, but hadn't absorbed too many of his bodily odors. He dressed and did his best to smooth out the wrinkles in his shirt, and doused himself with an abundance of cologne to hide any lingering odors trapped within his clothes.

Things couldn't get any better at the firehouse, as Jim was constantly reminded of the sex he wasn't getting, being forced to sit through a variety of sex tapes provided by the probies. Then, old man Smith came into the firehouse, adding that he had more new movies coming in. Jim sensed he was agitated about something, but knew not what. He could also tell that Mr. Smith found something in the firehouse somewhat humorous, seeing the wrinkled face, turn a smile.

As Jim sat through another set of movies, he couldn't stop his mind from wandering, and wondering. He found himself actually imagining what it would be like to have sex with one of those starlets? He was slowly being able to envision himself as the studly star of the movie, imagining his cock sliding in and out of their mouths, pussies, and asses! Even when the hookers, and call girls walked by the firehouse, Jim caught himself silently fantasizing. He scolded himself on numerous occasions, but with the way things were going with Melinda, his urges increased as did his frustrations!

 

[little_golden]

The Bua Ride Back To The Shop

Melinda Gordon was speechless as she nodded her head to say goodbye to Mike and his mother. She still couldn’t believe what Candy had done to her. The wicked words she had spoken to Mike’s mother and Mike. It was just unbelievable and horribly mean.

It had all been Candy since the wicked words of love and babies had been bellowed out. Melinda could still feel and remember Candy and Mike fucking like animals in his upstairs shower. Candy had put on a real show for Mike and had greedily taken every ounce of cum imaginable from his body. This had created a certain smugness in Candy at how good she was and that Melinda was still an amateur slut.

Melinda knew that Candy had instructed her to wear the maid’s outfit home on the bus, but this impossible given it had been so dirty and then wet. Mike seemed delighted with the thought of her coming back to play the little charade again but Melinda wasn’t so sure. In her mind, she figured it would just be better to avoid him. She blamed Candy for forcing her to see and fuck Mike. Even as she walked down the steps to the road and then down the street to the bus stop, she knew it wasn’t over. Candy like Mike and Melinda knew that Candy took what Candy wanted.

Alone at the bus stop, but dressed in sexy black leather Melinda paced back and forth as she waited. Several horn honks and a few whistles brought her out of her mental daze.

People keep staring at me…. Everyone is staring… Melinda realized as she wished she was invisible.

“Be careful what you wish for Melinda” laughed Candy as she materialized from nowhere and stood near Melinda. Of course, no one but Melinda could see or hear her.

“Candy… I can’t believe you did that… I did what you wanted.,, and you took over my body anyway…” Melinda whined to Candy. To anyone driving by it looked like some hooker was talking to herself at a bus stop.

“Relax Ms. Goody Goody…. I needed to have some fun too…. That Mike… He’s older and mature… But he sure fucks like a lion… He’s got… He’s got that experience of older men…. And a magic tongue… and a cannon of a cock!” laughed Candy as she continued her dialogue with Melinda.

“Candy… Please… Just leave me alone… Everything is a mess” Melinda replied to Candy with a pleading voice.

“Weirdo” a teenage boy called out to his buddy as they passed Melinda in the street.

Melinda hadn’t seen the two teenagers approach.

“But at least she’s got big tits and a great ass” replied the buddy to the first young man.

“Go away” Melinda told the two teenagers as she turned to see the bus coming towards her.

The bus driver pulled the bus over and stopped beside her on curb.

Melinda smiled as she boarded the bus and then from her purse she fished out a handful of coins to pay the fare. As she poured the changed into the glass funnel, the bus driver flashed her a once over from head to toes. Melinda felt a burning in her face at the humiliation. The bus driver hadn’t even been subtle about it. Lifting her head up, Melinda walked from the front of the bus to the middle of it where she found an open seat.

As Melinda walked she sensed that people were still staring at her. Both the young and the old, both men and women too. It made her nervous yet excited. She commanded their attention until she sat down and melted into her seat.

It was a thirty-minute bus ride as the bus wound through the various main and side streets. Half way through the trip she was forced to share her seat with a weasel looking man dressed in old dirty clothes, and he carried a toolbox and a construction helmet. He smelled like sweat and dirty socks. In contrast Melinda had a sweet lavender smell from the scented soap at Mike’s house. Melinda avoided looking at him as she gazed out the window.

As the bus continued its slow way, with its many stops Melinda could feel the construction worker ever so slowly pressing more and more closely against her. It was a disturbing feeling.

“Who do you fuck next Melinda? A whore like you should be thinking about her next fuck. Let’s see is the construction worker beside you or the geek over there?” Candy taunted Melinda in a ghostly whisper.

Melinda shook her head as if to say no. Unable to resist Melinda looked across the aisle to see an 18 year old boy, probably a senior at the local high school, sitting there reading a Harry Potter book. The kid had big thick glasses and shaggy looking hair. He was obese and probably weighed 200 lbs. He had a bad case of acne but held an intelligent look like a chess player.

Melinda knew better than to talk to an invisible ghost in a bus with others all around.

I’m late for Jim… I’m running behind… I still need to get back to the shop to set the alarm…. He’ll be gone before I even get back… At least it’s his last shift on nights…. Then I can try to sort things out with him… I don’t know to do or say… It’s all such a mess Melinda thought to herself.

Her thoughts were interrupted as Candy announced:

“The construction worker… Mac….He’s 32…. He likes to fuck hookers… He does one every time he gets a paycheck…. He likes to jack hammer his girls with his huge cock…. It’s a monster prick… I think he likes you… He’s smiling and he’s got a boner too.”


Melinda looked out of the window. Her stop was coming up so she rang the bell and stood up.

“Excuse me”, Melinda spoke softly to Mac as she moved by him to the center aisle. As she passed him, the bus driver hit the brakes unexpectedly forcing Melinda to lose her balance and fall right onto the lap of Mac. He was only too glad to let her rest on his knee but Melinda shot back to her feet as quick as she could.

“Ohh… I’m sorry… I… lost my balance” Melinda explained in an uneasy voice.

“Don’t worry… I liked it” laughed Mac.

With quick steps she hurried back to the front of the bus and as the bus slowed down and stopped Melinda quickly exited.

It was a short walk to the store and she slipped in the back door. She re-locked it after she entered and looked around the store. It was empty. Andrea had obviously left earlier and Melinda knew she might have some explaining to do.

I’ll worry about Andrea on Monday… I’ll take care of Jim when he gets back from his last shift…. Oh God… I forgot to see Bill last night… I’ll call him now to see what is going on Melinda thought as she picked up the phone and dialed his number.

“Bill…. This is Melinda…. Sorry… I got busy and forgot about our meeting… What do you there is an event I need to be at... Really... What am I supposed to do there? ... What on earth do I wear for that?.” Melinda started off as she recognized Bill’s voice on the phone.

 

[little_golden]

At Home... Getting Ready For the Promotion

Melinda was stunned when Bill gave her the news that she had to be at the firehall by 9 PM to promote her last movie.

“What? What do you mean? My husband… He’s a fireman… You know that” Melinda protested to Bill. She had listened to his apology and then he quickly reminded her of all the contractual terms she had signed.

“Okay…okay… I’ll be there… Wearing a mask or something…. Or maybe I could dress up in charcater… You know like the witch in the last movie…..” Melinda offered trying to find a way to disguise herself. The last thing she wanted was for Jim or some of his buddies to recognize her. It was Jim’s shift that was on but she was hoping that her sweet innocent Jim wouldn’t have any interest in meeting a porn star named “Mysteria Hardwood”.

“Yes… yes… I understand” she told Bill and then she added: “yes…I have to sign autographs… pose for a few pictures with some of the boys….. and be ready for the local media... But I have a mask... I'm Mysteria Hardwood.”

Oh God… I’m playing with fire… I’m going get so burned if I’m not careful Melinda thought to herself.

At that moment Candy choose to make her latest appearance:

“So… You’re going out again… Didn’t get enough cock did ya?” Candy teased Melinda.

“You know he’s lying right…. Once you’re there you may end up having to kiss a few firefighters and maybe even suck a cock or two…. They’re going to load you up on pills or booze or dope…. Just to twarn you ahead of time…. You might want to bring some condoms… You know these guys aren’t as stupid as your regular Johns… You give a little head to some of those producers and media types that will be in attendance and it will help you to get ahead. If you know what I mean” laughed Candy.

“Go away Candy. You’re dead. Leave me alone. You really should cross over. Why are you here? Why are you doing this to me?” Melinda asked Candy as directly as possible.

“Because it’s fun…. They want me to torment you…. You are changing… You’re not even the same person you were when we first met…. It’s getting harder and harder for anyone to take you seriously anymore…. You’re at my mercy… If you disobey me even once… I’ll send this house of cards tumbling down… Think how hurt Jim will be… Think of your family and friends too… Yes… even your business will be ruined too… You’ll be so vulnerable… and alone” Candy taunted.

“You know what Melinda… I think you should make a call….. You know that vacuum saleman… He was interested in you…. I bet he’d like to fuck you… I doubt he’d be a good fuck… But any fuck is better than nothing…. Hmmmm you have his business card in your purse…… Let’s call him and see if he wants you to come over for a little visit…” Candy spoke in her ghostly manner as she smiled from ear to ear.

Melinda pleaded: “Please no Candy… Jim off on Sunday…. I need the rest and time to be with him”.

“Melinda… You’re a smart girl… Do as I say or else… You can still see Jim…. He’ll be tired Sunday morning and will want to sleep late…. That’s a perfect time for you to pop over and see our vacuum salesman. Of course if he’s too busy for your visit you can always book him for a special little one on one cleaning session. Oh how he adored that little maid outfit you wore for Mike” Candy grinned as she spoke in a threatening tone.

“You’re just mean and cold hearted” Melinda scolded Candy. But she knew she had no leverage on Candy. She was a ghost. Melinda could have helped her cross over but it seemed that Candy just wasn’t interested.

Melinda got ready for the big promotional event with a long shower, and an hour in the bathroom getting he make-up and hair just right. She had the blonde wig perfectly on her head. Until she got to Bill's she was wearing some casual jeans and a t-shirt.

Melinda drove over to Bill's but parked a few streets away and walked the last few blocks. She walked into the shop....

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

James Burton

He had been home for quite some time. James Burton was sitting at his desk, filling in his paperwork. On one sheet, he was listing those homes he had visited. He jotted notes as to which homes he sold vaccuums to, which ones had no interest, and those that he had to return to. On the other, was an upcoming calendar, outlining those upcoming appointments he had, and neighborhoods that he planned on canvassing.

He sat back in his large chair, stretching while he recalled the lovely shop owner in the sexy maid's outfit. The smile crossed his face when he envisioned her coming to his house to do some special cleaning! He still didn't understand quite exactly what Melinda Gordon was up to, but the feel of her smooth rounded ass in the palm of his hands was something he wanted to feel again.

His reverie was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He sat upright and reached for the phone as he glanced to the clock. He wondered, who'd be calling at this late hour, especially on a Saturday night!

"Hello?" James' eyes lit up as he quickly recognized the caller.

"Yes! Ms. Gordon! ... Mmmmhmmm ... Sure, I'd be more than happy to give you a demonstration of our latest model, and all the various attachments! I'm sure you'd be quite pleased!"

James couldn't hide the excitement in his voice, surprised that Melinda had changed her attitude and opinion.

"An appointment? ... Sure! ... Tomorrow? Sunday? ... I can do that! ... Morning?"

James peered at his calendar knowing full well that he never made appointments on Sundays, especially Sunday mornings!

"Nine? ... Of course! ... Your place? ... Definitely!"

He jotted her address down and thanked her for calling, assuring her he'd be there promptly at nine! james hung up the phone with a contented sigh. Additionally, he filled his chest with fresh air as a smug, confident grin spread wide across his face! Once more, he sat back in his chair, filling his mind with images of Melinda Gordon!

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Jim Gordon

Jim sat in the office control room, listening to the boring chatter coming across the scanner as other local companies were either summoned, or responding to various calls of emergency. Meanwhile, the other firemen were all abuzz about the upcoming movie release party that was booked for the fire hall. Everyone knew that the private party was for a porn movie, and they were eager to meet the women. Even though it was a 'private' party, Bill Smith had extended an open invitation to the firemen to stop in. He assured them, he'd let them have their pictures taken with the girls.

Jim secretly hoped there'd be an emergency of some sort that would take him, and the rest of the firemen out of the building, to tend to something other than the naked ladies, which he knew would most likely fuel his growing desires to stray from fidelity. He was still angry and upset enough to take one of those women someplace private, within the building and do some dirty, nasty, things with her ... things he was sure, he'd regret later on! He continually reminded the others that it was a private party, and that they shouldn't get their hopes up!

An outside service had come in to decorate the hall and prepare for the party. Jim had let them in and showed them how to use the projector and the large screen that were availed to them, to show clips from the movie. Jim also introduced them to two of the off-duty firemen who'd be bartending for the event. It was nearing nine o'clock, and the hubbub was increasing as people started arriving. Jim wasn't paying any attention, but was constantly updated by the others who constantly peeked into the room.

The hall had quickly filled with men, some in high priced suits, others, quite casually dressed. The bar had opened, and the booze was flowing freely. The din reached a feverish pitch when a tall leggy redhead, strolled quite confidently into the firehall, surrounded by several large black men. In the hall she was engulfed by the men, whom she greeted with smiles and kisses.

A little while later, some of the fireman came back to inform Jim that a beautiful brunette had just entered, and that the party seemed to be heating up, though there was no nudity. There were whispers and rumors about everyone waiting for the big star to arrive.

Giving in, only temporarily, Jim walked through the bays and via the back entrance, joined the bartenders. Jim's eyes sparkled taking in the sight of the leggy redhead in the distance, and was only distracted by the sultry voice of another female to his left. When he turned, he saw the brunette smiling back at him, inflating his ego, and warming his loins.

"Could I please have a Cosmopolitan, sweetie?" She batted her eyelashes and swayed her hips, thrusting her chest towards him. His eyes naturally fell to the deep cleavage granted him as he replied, "Sure thing!"

Jim mixed up the cocktail for her and handed it to her. The touch of her hand to his as she grabbed the glass, sent tingles up his spine!

"What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Jim. Jim Gordon." His nervous smile was rewarded as she laid her hand upon his.

"Gina Peckerwill. Nice to meet you Jim! Make sure you come on out and get a picture, later on!" She blew him a kiss, winked, and turned to mingle with the other gentlemen that were at the party.

Jim exhaled heavily, retreating out of the room and back to his office before he got any ribbing from his coworkers. About twenty minutes later, by the sounds of it, and by the scampering actions of the other firemen, the last starlet had arrived, and the party was getting underway.

As Jim sat in the control room, he constantly toyed with the notion of going into the wild party evolving in the hall. Some of his coworkers were agog with details of what was unfolding, filling Jim in on the details from time to time.

Just as Jim was gaining enough courage to get up and accept Gina's invitation, the annoying series of tones dropped through the speakers, signalling an emergency call. Jim jumped from his chair, already pushing through the doorway when dispatch informed the station of a building fire on the outskirts of town. With his gear already bundled and ready to go, Jim was sitting on the truck, awaiting the arrival of the others, finally heading out of the building towards the fire.

As he called out their departure to the fire, Jim heard the neighboring town's fire department call in that they would rotate to his station and remain there on standby! Jim had mixed feeling, now jealous that he was missing the party, and the others had a surprise awaiting for them when they got to the station! Several of the firemen that sat next to Jim told him about the hot, sexy blonde that was stealing the show!

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Bill Smith

Bill was still pacing nervously when Melinda finally appeared. His anger had been tempered by her assurance that she'd be there, but his nerves were still on edge, because he had a lot riding on Melinda and her series of films. If he was to make any money off of her, he needed to sell more films earlier on, rather than later. His profit margin was much higher up front, than on the back end, though her popularity would hopefully be much higher also!

He already had her blonde wig laid out for her when she arrived, along with a sexy black leather outfit that showcased all of her fine assets to perfection.

"Here! Get dressed, and hurry!" He practically pushed her into the changing room, rushing her along, nearly pulling her out, dragging her out of the shop and into his car. The firehouse was only a short walk from the shop, as Melinda had already known, though Bill sensed surprise and shock when he informed her they were walking to the firehouse. Their walk was hurried, though Bill kept her hand grasped tightly within his own, so as to not let her run away!

During the walk, he informed Melinda of what to expect once she gets there.

"When we get there, Gina and Ruby, from the movie, will be there also. There'll be a whole lot of men there. Some are producers and directors, others are shop owners, club owners, and a whole bunch of no namers. Keep close to me and I'll point out the ones you need to impress! You may want to stick with Gina and Ruby also, they'll fill you in!"

"They'll be some mingling at first, then we'll show the movie. After the movie, you, Gina and Ruby will do a striptease dance, and then perform a little threesome to excite the guys. After that, we'll have photo opportunities where everyone'll line up for pictures and autographs!"

Bill could feel Melinda's apprehension, yet continued to drag her until they were standing across the street from the firehouse. "Here we go," he announced as they marched across the street and through the doors. Inside, they were immediately greeted with a raucous cheer and were surrounded by a throng of men.

Bill did his best to drag Melinda to the bar, but lost her somewhere amongst the greeters. Bill got two drinks a light one for himself, and a strong vodka drink for Melinda. Fighting his way back through the crowd, he found Melinda huddled next to Gina as Gina was whispering in her ear, pointing to various men within the crowd.

Bill handed Melinda the large, strong drink and kissed Gina, greeting her warmly. "You got the pills?" He whispered in her ear just after their kiss and hug, reassured by her inconspicuous nod and wink.

Bill then walked around the room with Gina and Melinda, introducing Melinda to some producers and directors. He kept her glass filled everytime it threatened to get too low. He constantly referred to her as his new starlet, repeating her stage name over and over again. About thirty minutes had passed when the coordinator announced they were getting ready for the preview. Everyone started scrambling for seats, except for the three women.

Gina and Ruby dragged Melinda off to a nearby bathroom in preparation for the 'after-movie' festivities. "Here," Gina extended her palm towards Melinda, showing her another little white pill. "You did great with this last time, and you'll do even better this time! First time at one of these parties ... trust me ... you need it!" Rather than hand it to Melinda, Gina pinched it between her fingers and fed it directly to Melinda, tilting her vodka drink to her mouth before Melinda even had a chance to object. Meanwhile, Ruby had opened up a small vial and dumped a little pile of white powder on the edge of the sink.

"Oughtta try this," Ruby exclaimed as she parted the powder into three even lines. "Always, helps me," she smiled before rolling a bill into a tight tube. She sniffed a line from the sink, handed the bill to Gina, and watched, wondering if Gina would be able to convince the new starlet to indulge in some additional mind stimulation.

They were stripping out of their clothes and donning skimpy bathing suits as they outlined how they'd do their striptease, and performance for the guys.

Bill had peeked through the doorway, "Movie'll be over in ten," he warned, giving the girls ample opportunity to get ready for the show! As Bill joined the men, he noticed how a bunch of firemen from the neighboring town had gathered in the room, never having heard the sirens going off!

 

[little_golden]

Melinda was caught up first in the rush of getting ready and then getting into the promotion. She hated the idea that it was being held at the fire hall. The risk of things going wrong was just way too high. With Candy messing around too, it just made everything more risky and creepier.

This is crazy… What was Bill thinking…? It’s too close to home…. If I get caught… Everything is over Melinda worried to herself. She felt very insecure and lacking in confidence.

It was a relief to Melinda as she eyed herself in the outfit that Bill had picked out for her. It was a sexy number, a little risky but not completely slutty and definitely not naked. It was something perfect for Mysteria Hardwood and something no one would ever expect to see Melinda Gordon wearing. With a wig and a lot of make-up she was sure she wouldn’t be recognized in the costume.

Okay… I can wear that… It’s not me… But that works for me… It could have been a lot shorter or skimpier…. At least I’m dressed….Melinda considered.

Bill did a lot of talking as she scrambled about getting ready. In the back of her mind, she had been terrified that Bill was going to have her running around the fire hall naked. As she looked in the small mirror in Bill’s change room with the new blonde wig, the make-up and the distinctive black leather outfit she was sure she could pull off the scheme without being recognized by Jim’s fire hall buddies. Whether or not she could fool Jim would be another matter entirely. Her best strategy was to speak as little as possible, smile a lot, and try to keep away from anyone who seemed a little too touchy or chatty.

Remember Melinda… Speak as little as possible… Act a little ditzy…. Be polite and smile a lot… Lots of make up… Keep in disguise… Pretend not to know Jim and his buddies … Keep as far away from Jim as possible… Don’t freak out… Calm your nerves…. Breath deep Melinda thought as she did a final few touches to her make-up. She applied the make-up on the heavy side and compared to her normal minimal approach she looked very made up with the dark mascara, rouge, hot pink lipstick, and so on.

“Bill… The wig is perfect…..It’s really full and hides a lot….. Maybe I was meant to be a blonde” Melinda actually smiled for a quick second amist the insanity around her. The wig would be better than a mask. It changed her normal look completely.

Melinda slipped into a sexy pair of black leather high-heeled boots and then sauntered from the change room into the main shop area. The shop was empty. Bill was relentless as he rushed her along. First she signed about 25 copies of her new DVD movie in a hot pink marker that looked a lot like the shade of lipstick she was wearing. Then less than a minute after finishing up her signings, they were outside the store and rushing arm in arm towards the fire hall.

“Bill… I don’t know about this” Melinda stammered as her heels clicked along the sidewalk. Bill just smiled and assured her in a soothing voice as if she was a little girl going to the dentist and her dad was assuring her that it wouldn’t hurt.

The party was well underway as they arrived. There was music blaring away in the background and there was a loud dance beat to it. There was lost of laughing and chatting going on. Melinda had no idea who was who amongst the guests. After a short while Melinda recognized a few of the firemen on Jim’s crew and each time moved away from them as she pretended to mingle. To her dismay, Bill was keeping a short leash on her. He was always buzzing around and making introductions to this producer or that executive. It was all superficial small talk. But she was happy to be pulling it off though it was very hard on her nerves.

Several times Melinda repeated her lines to well wishers and fans:

“Yes… Nice of you to come out… Great to see you… Oh Yes… I’m very excited about my latest film…. Sure… I’ll sign an autograph…. A picture with me… Absolutely…. Yes he’s a great director…. Marvelous… Yes… He did a great job as a co-star… Yes… More movies … Yes… Another one is in production…. “

It was a little confusing to Melinda that everyone seemed so nice to her. None of the boys here were calling her names like she would expect of a porn star. They were polite and respectful. Everything was going okay – if it kept up.

They are treating me a real movie star… Well… Mysteria Hardwood is the celebrity… They like her… Everyone wants to meet her.. and talk to her.. Melinda realized.

Melinda was feeling a little buzz from the vodka that various folks keep her going on. It seemed she had a never-ending drink as it was topped up so many times as she moved around the conference room and fire station offices. It was a mistake on Melinda’s part that she had lost count of the drinks and hadn’t realized that the drinks were becoming stronger and stronger. It was the booze that had calmed her nerves and solved her earlier sense nausea.

“Miss… Mysteria Hardwood… Can we get you in a picture with these two brave rookie firemen?” asked a third fireman as he lined up his buddies for a picture.

“Sure… Anything for the boys in red…” Melinda beamed. She didn’t even appreciate just how drunk she actually was. She slipped in between the two rookies and wrapped her arms around them. The third fireman whom she recognized as Al flashed off several pictures.

“Thank you so much Miss Hardwood” the three firefighters beamed as they worked their way to a pile of signed copies of her DVD.

“You’re so welcome…” Melinda replied with a big smile. The girls working the table area were selling her new DVD like hotcakes. Melinda could see that Bill was pleased as the girls pulled up another two dozen movies from the extra box under the table.

One of Bill’s helpers, ushered Melinda to a chair near a pile of her fan club promotional material. As Melinda sat down, she felt a rush from the alcohol.

Wow… That packs a punch… I must slow down Melinda realized.

A small line formed and seconds later, Melinda was making small talk with new fans and signing pictures. She hadn’t seen them before but Bill had obviously made a few choice pics from the movie where her body was well displayed in a tantalizing or titillating manner.

Oh God… I’m barely dressed in this one… I’m naked in this one… He’s fucking me in my bum in this one… Oh no.. Why did Bill pick that one…? I look like a slut…. Melinda quickly thumbed through the promotional pictures.

“You’d like it to ‘Mike’… For your brother... Sure… No problem at all… Yes… I can sign that too if you want…. Yes… I can autograph your arm…..” Melinda replied to one excited fan who eyed her as if she were some sort of delicious chocolate.

It took about twenty minutes to take care of the small line and then another batch of firefighters arrived ready to chat her up. These were Jim’s buddies and she nervously ducked her head slightly as she spoke to the first man of the new batch. The risk was increasing exponentially and Melinda had a wave of nausea hit her again.

Melinda then heard Jim’s voice at the back of the line. She didn’t hear what he said. But just his voice alone, made Melinda nearly swallowed her tongue. Looking to the back of the room, Melinda caught a glimpse of her husband – Jim.

Oh God… It’s over… He’ll recognize my voice… Melinda panicked as she signed a few more autographs and Jim was now about four fans away from being face to face with her. At first she was terrified of being caught but then she was angry at Jim for being in line to meet a porn star.

What would Jim be doing here… He’s married… To me… He doesn’t need to see Mysteria Hardwood…. Or any such porn… Melinda rationalized in her drunken state of mind.

It was then that a blaring alarm thundered through the fire station and every fireman around her and the little party bolted for the door and towards their trucks. Less than thirty seconds later, three fire trucks, with lights flashing and sirens blaring rushed from the firehouse to deal with an emergency. Unknown to Melinda it was a large downtown fire, that would take Jim and the boys several hours to fight and put out.

Maybe it will end early Melinda grinned in appreciation of the unexpected emergency that had saved her from being exposed. Her heart was thumping and she was breathing heavy.

It was Gina who came her and explained things:

“Okay Melinda… More firefighters are on the way… Another station is going to cover at this fire hall… When they get here we’ll do some more ‘meet and greet’, some autographs, and then we’ll run the movie”.

Melinda was in a drunken state, but not so obvious in that she wasn’t slurring her words or passing out. Instead she was in a buzzed and relaxed stated. So far she had survived.

I’ll make it…. I can do this…. no Jim… no visit yet from Candy Melinda mentally pondered and then smiled.

But then Gina coaxed her with some sweet talk and sure enough she had been given a little pill to help her out with the night. Between the pill and the booze, Melinda was now flying higher and coming out of her shell. She felt horny as hell and was craving a big cock.

The showing of the movie took about an hour and fifteen minutes. Melinda was grinning as the show commenced as the guests were eagerly clapping, hollering, and whistling through opening scenes of the movie. She wrongly assumed it was appreciation of great acting ability.

It was after about twenty minutes that Melinda knew something was up. A producer whom Bill had seated beside her had begun to get a little frisky. She knew he was important to Bill and at first she just giggled as if it were some small shared joke. But then she felt the man’s fingers crawling up her leg, and then unbuttoning her tight leather pants. She had been placed in a private viewing area with him behind the other patrons to give them a little privacy. Gina was in a similar closed off area with some other VIP and as Melinda looked over at her, she was shocked to see that Gina was naked and sitting on the man’s knee.

“Go ahead Melinda… Suck his cock… He’s waiting… In this industry to get ahead… You got to give head” teased Candy as she materialized beside Melinda. Of course, Benny Bombster, the celebrated porn producer (according to Bill) couldn’t see or hear Candy.

Melinda tried to send Candy a certain look in her eyes to tell her to get lost. Candy didn’t like to be told no.

“Suck him off Melinda… Or… You’re going to make a little announcement in the middle of the movie” threatened Candy.

Melinda knew the threat of exposure was very real. Candy had spoke in a determined and menacing voice. Seconds later, Melinda was on her knees working Mr. Bombster’s zipper and grabbing for his prick. The man’s pricks was about six inches and already rock hard before Melinda even touched it. The movie had turned him on big time. He didn’t speak and instead he now slipped his hands under her top and pulled it down to expose her luscious boobs. As he fingered her breasts and teased her nipples, Melinda spent the next four minutes sucking him off, right there, at the back of the room, shamelessly. His cock she sucked, teased, licked, stroked and slid faster and faster into her hot steamy mouth. Mr. Bombster was moaning and grunting softly and then a salty mouthful of his cum flooded into her mouth and she eagerly swallowed it and licked his cock clean.

Looking up as she finished she could see him grinning and obviously very pleased with the blowjob.

The movie continued and the crowd soaked it all in. Melinda was speechless and she kept an eye on Candy who floated around the room. The room now had a certain chill in the air that added to everyone’s excitement. Everyone looked very horny as they merrily watched the porno film to its climax and conclusion. They were transfixed including Melinda.

As the credits rolled across the screen Melinda was feeling a certain heat between her legs, and her nipples were fully erect. She wanted a big cock to satisfy the hot wet need between her legs.

My top,,, It’s down… I’ve got to pull it up Melinda realized and quickly pulled it up seconds before the lights came on.

People were clapping and calling out their approval. The screening was obviously a big success with the first viewers.

The crowd clapped and cheered for several minutes and slowly people emerged from the screening area to the larger reception area. As Melinda now mingled about, a dozen people complimented her on her acting and her performance. Melinda just smiled and thanked her well wishers. Then a woman approached her and asked in a soft voice:

“Mysteria ..Are your boobs real?”

“What?” Melinda sputtered with the unexpected question as she turned to face a very pretty six foot red haired beauty. She was tall, thin, athletic and wore a very expensive looking red silk dress that obviously cost a fortune. Around her neck and wrists she wore another small fortune in gold jewelry adorned with diamonds. They sparkled in the light when the woman moved.

“Ummm… Yes… They’re real…” Melinda replied without thinking. It wasn’t a question she would normally have answered but she was taken so off guard to be asked it by another woman.

“Maybe we should freshen up in the bathroom?” the beautiful red hair amazon suggested with a certain naughty inviting grin.

Melinda just nodded her head and walked arm in arm with the stranger into the ladies bathroom. It was small and cramped but the two women shared the mirror to re-apply their lipstick and brush their hair back to complete perfection.

“I’m Sandy” the woman spoke in a soft sexy tone as she gently rubbed her soft hand across Melinda’s sweet lips.

“Mmmm” Melinda moaned.

“Let’s do it” Sandy suggested as she started to work off Melinda top.

“Oh such nice tits… and real too… They feel great” Sandy praised as she felt up Melinda.

Melinda was struggling to hold herself together and she licked her lips.

A hot kiss soon began as Sandy aggressively planted her lips on Melinda’s and slid her tongue into Melinda’s mouth. Melinda closed her eyes to savor the moment. The kiss lasted several minutes and in short order Melinda’s pants and panties slipped to the floor under Sandy’s skillful touch. Melinda could feel her heart racing and her rising arousal.

As the kiss ended, Melinda opened her and realized that the two of them were now standing naked before each other in front of the mirror. The two women smiled at each other as they now inspected one another.

“What?” Melinda gasped as she checked out Sandy and was utterly confused and shocked to see a four inch cock swinging back and forth between Sandy’s legs.

“Who… Who are you?” Melinda stuttered.

“I’m Sandy … Sandy Bombster… and I’m going to fuck you… You sucked off my daddy… I’m going to fuck your brains out….” Sandy declared with a serious and determined look.

Melinda knew she needed the cock to satisfy her own raging inferno.

“Ok… But fuck me hard” Melinda begged as she slid her ass onto the counter and spread her legs for Sandy Bombster, the she-male son of the big producer Mr. Bombster.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Sandy & Benny Bombster

Sandy sat next to her father during the private screening premiere of the movie. She had already seen some of the promotional still shots that Bill Smith had sent her father, Benny Bombster. Sandy had immediately become smitten with Mysteria, finding an animal urge rising within her when she perused the enticing photos. Sandy always had an inclination towards naturally endowed starlets.

Sandy had her own reasons for befriending young newcomers who weren't artificially enhanced. But that was of no concern at this point. What mattered most, was getting a piece of tail from her unsuspecting partner. She watched with bemused interest out of the corner of her eye as Mysteria sucked her dad's cock, an obvious attempt to gain his favor, and his financing for future films. Sandy had seen it so many times before, and thought it comical, how many times her dad had his cock sucked, drained, and cleaned by up and coming starving actresses. Little did any of them know, who really pulled Daddy's strings! It was Sandy, who Benny always turned to for opinion and advice on whether to sign on new talent, and finance their growth. It was Sandy who decided whether the cocksucking porn movie actress would become a true porn star!

Sandy smiled inwardly as she watched her dad's hips rise and fall during his restrained release, filling Mysteria's mouth with his hot spunk. She admired the way Mysteria didn't allow a single drop to pass her by. Sandy also took special note how Mysteria never made a face of disgust, or twisted in sickening fashion when she swallowed the salty protein deposit her father had given her. Those were two aspects that definitely scored points in her favor for Sandy's approval.

When the movie had ended, all Sandy could think about was getting her own piece of the star of the movie. She bided her time, whispering to her father, asking him if she was as good as she looked on film. "She's a natural," he proclaimed. "It's almost like she's done this before!" Sandy patted her father's crotch nonchalantly, and informed him, she'd have her decision before the night was over.

Sandy ambled confidently towards Mysteria and flashed her, her own million dollar smile. Sandy had the moves down to perfection, always knowing how to gain someone's attention, whether they were male or female. In a soft, seductive, and sultry voice, she asked, "Mysteria ... Are your boobs real?"

When Mysteria replied, Sandy mentally made note, 'four for four'! Mysteria was scoring more and more points with Sandy. Sandy invited Mysteria to the ladies room with a knowing glance and an inuendo that both knew what would happen inside. Sandy had all the moves, and all the right words, her routine flawless in subduing young prey for her pleasure. It took no time at all for Sandy to engage Mysteria in a soul searching kiss, their tongues dueling with each other. Sandy effortlessly succeeded in stripping the movie star completely naked while simultaneously slipping out of her red silk dress, keeping Mysteria engaged in the deep kiss, their hands exploring each others' firm breasts. It wasn't until Sandy had stepped out of the puddled pile of red silk at her feet, did she allow the kiss to break.

Sandy awaited the customary reaction as she stepped back to survey Mysteria's entire naked body for her own review. Sandy appreciated what she saw and smiled appreciatively. The look of shock and confusion on Mysteria's face was one that Sandy had become accustomed to. Sandy explained herself as much as she thought necessary, then informing Mysteria that she was about to 'fuck her brains out'!

When Mysteria had relented and begged for a hard fucking, Sandy giggled with glee, adding the final tally hash mark under Mysteria's name, in her mind. Mysteria was a perfect five for five in her books, and Sandy was not about to deny her request! Sandy's own cock, though small, was already rigid and ready. Sandy stepped between her partner's splayed legs and aimed her prick at the heated, wet target!

Sandy wasted no time fulfilling Mysteria's request, slamming her hips forward, banging into the counter as her prick sank into her lover's sweet gripping pussy. Over and over, the sound of slapping flesh filled the small room as Sandy's bountiful breasts bounced, brushing across Mysteria's smaller breasts, their nipples exciting each other's into hardened peaks, indicating their heightened desire. Sandy took special delight in the way Mysteria's legs rose and locked over her hips, Mysteria's ankles resting on Sandy's ass as Mysteria tried to encourage the tempo to more frenzied levels. Sandy allowed her partner the control for a little while, then stole it from her as she reached down and pulled her legs apart, forcefully spreading them in a wide open 'V' such that she was practically doing a split. Sandy stared with increased hunger at Mysteria's exposed petals, inflamed with blood and passion as her own cock slid in and out with powerful thrusts.

Sandy slid a thumb over Mysteria's hardening nub of pleasure, violently rubbing her clit, simulating the wonderful feel that her very own, oversized clit/cock was experiencing. Sandy was quickly becoming overwhelmed with the stench of sex that filled the room, fueling her delirious hunger. Several minutes later, Sandy heard Mysteria announce her pending orgasm, begging, pleading, for Sandy to not stop, to bang harder, to give it to her faster. Then Mysteria shuddered and exploded, convulsing all over, thereby triggering Sandy's very own explosion. Sandy's cock spilled her precious girl-boy nectar into Mysteria's honeyed hole. Sandy collapsed into Mysteria and smothered her panting with another deep soul kiss.

As the two remained tangled atop the bathroom counter, the door suddenly burst open. Both women looked in shock and annoyance to see Gina standing there before them, just as naked as they were. The look on Gina's face, however, was not one of surprise. Gina looked at the two rather calmly, as if she expected to see the two in a naked embrace. "Hi Sandy, good to see you again," she smiled, bypassing the producer's offspring. "I don't mean to interrupt, but Ruby, Mysteria, and myself are needed at the brass pole. The firemen want us to perform on the pole!" Gina smiled at Sandy, knowing that she'd know of the routine expected of the female movie stars. "Plus, the guys are paying extra money for nude shots with us!" Gina watched as Sandy disengaged from Mysteria and eyed Sandy's dripping cock. "You know I'd love to clean that up if I had the time," Gina added, licking her lips at the perceived taste.

Gina reached out, grabbed Mysteria's hand and literally dragged her out of the bathroom, both of them totally naked, except for their heels, hailing down Ruby as the firemen trailed behind them. Everyone was heading towards the truck bay where the long brass pole was located.

Sandy cleaned up in the bathroom, a satisfied and content smile on her face, and a knowing glow to her aura. She adjusted her jewelry after redressing in the fine red silk. She exited the bathroom and made a beeline to her father. She hugged him politely and pecked him on the cheek, whispering in his ear. "Get her signed, per my usual requests." She kissed him in a fatherly manner, and told him she'd be leaving.

Benny Bombster watched as his freakish daughter sashayed out of the room, opposite of the direction, all the men were travelling. He loved the way her ass swayed with each careful step she took, reminding him of why he loved ass fucking his offspring. Benny then went off in search of Bill, hailing him down, keeping him from following the women into the bay. Benny knew that if Bill wanted to make a deal, he'd forego the show the women were about to put on. They'd both seen it so many times, it had almost become boring.

Patting Bill Smith on the back, Benny led Bill to a far corner of the room where they both took a seat.

"Bill! It appears that you have found yourself a winner in that new girl. Mysteria? Well, anyways, I'm willing to commit a rather large sum of money to buy out her contract, but maintain you as her agent. I understand you have her under contract for nine more films. I want her as one of my contract stars, and I'll plaster her name and picture on all my A one titles. Her name will be on the lips of every male who watches porn. Her face will be the one every male masturbates to. I can make her a star, and let you retire filthy rich!"

Benny scribbled six digits on a napkin and slid it across the table. "That's for her contract. Your agent comissions are extra!"

Benny looked at Bill expectantly, knowing the offer was impossible to resist. Bill licked his lips, his fingers dancing over the numbers. Less work on his part, and much more secured money, was impossible to resist. Bill nodded his head.

Benny was happy that Bill accepted his offer, and delighted that he'd get to fuck Sandy's ass tonight when he got home and told her the news. There were just two things that Benny needed Bill to agree to. "Listen Bill! My contract girls do twenty films! So I need you to inform Mysteria that Bombster Productions has picked up her contract, and that she'll be the star in at least twenty upcoming titles. We'll provide her with her own trailer, and a dedicated assistant to help with make-up and whatever else. I'm sure you won't have any problems with that!"

Benny then added one last little caveat to the contract. Reaching into his suit jacket pocket, Benny produced a business card, handing it to Bill. "Here Bill. This here's the number to Dr. David Doomers." Bill looked at the card briefly which had 'Dr. DD's' in bold italics under his name. "He's a cosmetic surgeon, I refer everyone to. Make sure you send Mysteria to see him, and let him do his magic!" Benny rose from his seat and extended his hand to Bill. They shook hands and agreed to meet with Mysteria at his office a week from today, to have Mysteria sign all the appropriate papers.

"See you then! I'm counting on you!" Benny chuckled before leaving the festivities at the fire hall!

 

[little_golden]

Her brain was pounded. The liquor and the drug had numbed her senses. She had sucked off the big movie guy. Right there in the dark, in the semi-private area, Melinda remembered she had skillfully sucked off the older man. The words “sucked off” reverberated in her head.

“You gave great head… A super blow job…” teased Candy as she spoke to Melinda.

The attractive woman (Sandy) with the four inch cock had a certain determined look as Melinda gazed upon her. With her bum on the counter and her legs spread, an uninhibited Melinda had let the she-male fuck her right there and then. She was so horny that Melinda didn’t care. She needed a cock and this she-male was gorgeous, ready and willing. She had a perfect smile and just seemed so easy to go along with.

“Ohhhh…. Yessssss…. So gooddddd” Melinda moaned as Sandy gave her the four inch cock perfectly aimed and pounded into her hot wet pussy.

Candy’s words echoed in Melinda’s brain:

“It’s not the size of the tool… But how the tool is used.”

“Yessssss… yesssss” Melinda moaned like a slut in heat. She could feel the cock rocking back and forth in a skillful pace. The soft hands worked her breasts expertly and Melinda felt the arousal spreading through her body and making her respond more and more. The pleasure was so wonderful.

“Oh God” Melinda moaned in a feathery voice as Sandy forced Melinda’s legs further apart and crammed the smallish cock deeper into Melinda.

“That’s the slut… Fuck him… Fuck him hard…. “ teased the ghostly shadow of Candy. Sandy couldn’t hear but Melinda sure did.

It could have been ten minutes or an hour that the pleasure filled through Melinda. Her lover was gifted and pleasured her body and senses alike. Melinda was wet, smelly, and so horny. She welcomed the full eruption of Sandy. It was so satisfying and wonderful. She had lost control herself and showered her own love juices onto Sandy’s cock too. The long lingering kiss would be long remembered.

Melinda was considering offering her ass to Sandy. This thought was interrupted by the unexpected intrusion of Gina into the Ladies’ Room.

Gina spoke in a confident and friendly tone to Sandy. It seemed clear that the two women knew each other. For a split second Melinda wondered if the two had been intimate. There was a strange sense of jealousy in the room. Maybe Gina was jealous of Melinda being fucked by Sandy. Maybe Sandy jealous that Gina stole Melinda away while Melinda was jealous that Sandy and Gina might have been a number at one time.

“Yes, I should be going… Before Bill worries about me…” Melinda explained as she climbed down from the counter.

Before Melinda could re-dress, Gina was pulling her towards the door and explaining about the nude pictures and the fire poll dancing. Normally, Melinda would have run the other way, but feeling so high, she went like a sheep with Gina to face the men.
(Melinda had no idea that her encounter with Sandy would have a lot of consequences. Any other woman in the porn industry would have been delighted with both the intense personal interest and then the career opportunities. Sandy had a lot of pull with he father and unknown to Melinda she had impressed Sandy immensely.)

For the next fifteen minutes, Melinda felt silly and crazy as she pranced around the fire hall posing for a few special pictures. At $20 a picture, she had collected $400 dollars. She wouldn’t remember that she had posed herself like a whore for the men. A few poses she lay like a centerfold on the floor with her legs spread. Another several poses, she had men touching her boobs or sweet ass. A few guys had posed themselves as if they were fucking her from behind as she bent over for the fan. A few pictures she simply had her arms draped around a fan while a few others she was locked in a kiss or a full frontal embrace.

As Melinda headed back to the main conference room, she noticed that Gina was giving her a certain look. To the delight of the men, Melinda grinned at Gina, then the two of them began to softly touch, then rub each other and then broke into a few long lingering kisses before the firefighters. The men hooted and hollered in appreciation of their lesbianism.

Hand in hand, they walked to the main fire poll and there as the music blasted out, the women began to dance. Melinda let it all go, as she shook her long blonde locks, wiggled her ass, and shook her boobs. There was no plan or choreographing going on, and instead Melinda just danced around like a drunken strippers. Several times, she made eye contact with specific firefighters and rubbed her breasts, legs or pussy against the men. She could see the lust in their eyes and the bulges in their pants.

Melinda made small talk with the men, as they tossed dollar bills at her, and she continued to work her sexy body to the sweet pounding music. It was then that Melinda had a sobering experience, for as she gyrated on the poll, and as Gina made a show of pretending to fuck Melinda up the ass, Melinda saw Jim and his crew return to the firehouse.

“Oh shit” Melinda mumbled as she made a point of turning her back to Jim’s side of the room and instead used her booty to entertain the men.

Looking around the room, Melinda caught sight of Bill and made a beeline to Bill.

“Wow… That was exciting… But I’m feeling wiped… and I should be getting home…” Melinda whispered into Bill’s ear.

Melinda could sense that Bill didn’t yet want to leave the party. She knew he was rock hard too after the show they had put on.

“Come on Bill… I know you need some hot pussy… Let’s go back to your shop…. Before I lose the mood.. I need that treetrunk of a cock... and I met this girl” suggested Melinda as she rubbed her hands across the bulge in Bill’s pants.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Jim Gordon

Jim and the other firefighters from his crew had finally gotten the fire under control and to the point where the other firecompanies could clean up. They were released from the scene and headed back to the hall. Rather than talking about the fire they had just extinguished, as the fighters usually did on the return trip, all they could talk about was the wild party going on at their firehouse, that they were missing. Jim didn't want to admit it, but he was wondering, and secretly hoping that the party was still in full swing. The images of the lovely ladies were still very fresh in his mind.

He had already had a chance to meet Ruby, the red headed starlet, along with Gina, the other star of the film. But it was the headliner, Mysteria Hardwood, whom he had not yet had a chance to meet personally. He couldn't say why, but there was something about her that he felt himself drawn to her. All he really wanted was an autographed picture, much like the ones some of his buddies had received. He had almost gotten one, and was only a few spots away when he, along with the others were pulled away by their job responsibilities.

When the fire trucks returned to the station, all the men on the truck began whooping and hollering, cheering that the party was still in progress. Half the guys were jumping off the trucks before they even pulled into the drive. Jim, at least, waited until the trucks had come to a complete stop, waiting for the drivers to join him as they entered the bay to see the three girls dancing around the large brass pole. The fact they were completely naked had definitely caught his attention and piqued his curiosity.

He caught sight of the blonde, Mysteria Hardwood, who was really getting a rise out of everyone as she humped against the pole as if she were fucking it, sliding her wet pussy along its length. The mere sight of that alone was enough to get a rise in Jim's pants, a rise he hadn't really gotten in a long time. Jim felt like a magnet drawn to a flame, slowly moving across the bay towards where the action was. He only stopped long enough to hang up his soot covered jacket on the hook along the wall.

As Jim neared the action, he could have sworn that he and Mysteria had made eye contact. But then she turned away, waving her ass in his direction, dangling her tits in another firefighter's face. Jim had to get closer. All he wanted was for her to acknowledge him, and if she desired, jiggle her assets for his delight. Jim reached the throng of onlookers and those tossing bills.

Jim began pushing his way through the group, doing his best to make his way to the front. About halfway through, one of his cohorts called out his name, holding out a cold beer to quench his thirst. Jim had been distracted, just long enough to turn away, accept the offering and thank his friend for his generosity. However, when he turned back to the performing women, Mysteria was gone! Jim couldn't see the woman he had not yet had a chance to personally meet.

Jim could see Gina and Ruby lowering to the floor in a lesbian embrace, and thought Mysteria might already be there. He pushed his way the remainder of the way, to the front of the wolf pack only to find the two women he had already encountered. Mysteria was nowhere to be found. With a confused look, Jim asked one of the neighboring men where the blonde was, and Jim was informed that she just left with another man, whom he thought to be her manager, or something.

Jim shook his head, suddenly disgusted with everything, and even with himself, for letting himself get caught up in all the hooplah. A sudden sense of guilt swept over him as he remembered that he WAS a married man!
Jim worked his way back out of the crowd and stood at the back watching the two remaining women and the rest of the men as he finished his beer. Jim downed three more beers before giving up on the show altogether.

He still had the smell of soot and fire mingled with his sweat as he worked his way down the hallways and to the lockers and showers. Jim sat on the bench and stripped out of his clothes, tossing the dirty clothes into a duffel bag which needed to be taken home and laundered. It was then he remembered the pile of clothes that hadn't been attended to all week long, and it angered him that he'd most likely have to do the laundry himself. He sat on the bench, simmering over his situation, and feeling quite helpless and at a lost on how to rectify it. He sat there twisting the band of gold that circled his third finger on his left hand.

Melinda was consuming his mind. He hadn't seen her in days, hadn't been with her in days, hadn't even talked to her in days. Now here he was thinking and dreaming of being with another woman! He couldn't decipher if it was because of his anger, his loneliness, or the way the ladies in the fire hall had excited him, but Jim began to wonder if being faithful was essential to a good marriage. What Jim wondered was whether having an affair would adversely affect his marriage? As long as Melinda didn't know about it, there'd be no problems. He still 'loved' Melinda, or so he thought, but he just wanted someone to give him the attention he was missing.

Jim sighed heavily and resigned himself to the showers. He lathered up and covered himself in the cleansing soap, trying to cleanse his thoughts as well as his body. The hot water was doing magic as it rinsed away the suds and relaxed his body as he leaned in to soak up the hot water, using it to loosen his muscles.

Jim lost track of how long he had been there, or how long he had his face buried in the shower. It was the sound of a young, female voice that shocked him from his semi-comatose state.

"Excuse me? The guys said I could come in here to clean up? Is there some other place they meant?"

Jim blinked his eyes, clearing the water away that had obviously blurred his vision, for surely he must be dreaming. There, standing before him, totally naked, was none other than Gina ...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Bill Smith

Bill couldn't believe his luck! Benny Bombster had just offered him the deal of a lifetime! His little perverse production had just netted him a six figure deal with a major adult film production company. Even better yet, he was being retained to work exclusively with Meli ... ummm ... Mysteria Hardwood, as her agent, with all comissions being paid accordingly!

To say he was in seventh heaven was an understatement. However, he knew there might be some problems, when it came time to inform Melinda Gordon, his hot little acquisition, that there were changes to her 'little agreement' between the two of them. Most notably he was concerned about the fact she'd now be required to perform twenty films, ten more than had originally been agreed to. He'd have to find the right time to break it to her.

Bill also knew of the great doctor's reputation as being the best breast augmentation surgeon's in the industry! When Benny handed him the doctor's card, he knew that Benny wanted Melinda to be a bit more bustier than she was, probably D's, and doubles at that! That too may take some convincing he thought, but he'd have to cross each bridge, one at a time!

Bill agreed to the terms and shuffled off to the bay to watch the action and celebrate his good fortune. He was surprised to see Melinda having such a good time, handling herself like a true professional, selling off her body for some highly erotic photos! He reminded himself to collect his share from her, per their agreement! He figured he'd take about two hundred from Melinda's take. Not bad, for a night's work as an agent, he thought to himself as he downed a shot of whiskey.

The girls were putting on quite a show for the men, and Bill was quite pleased, knowing that word would spread quickly and the demand for more appearances would quickly come flooding in. As her agent, he'd market her as much as he could to make her value and his comission rise exponentially.

Everything was going fine, until the firemen that had left earlier, finally returned from their call. Bill studied Melinda rather intently as she too noticed the arrival of her husband and the others.

Melinda's actions were predictable, doing the best she could to avoid her husband. What Bill had not expected was Melinda's plea to leave, and her promise to make it worth his while if he got her out of there, that very instant.

Bill hesitated not one second, dragging Melinda through the opposite doorway, back into the ballroom, but not before grabbing a bottle of vodka from the unattended bar. Not even bothering with the clothes she had discarded in the bathroom with Sandy, Bill had wrapped his overcoat around her naked body and hustled her outside.

Standing out in the chill of the night air, Bill suddenly had an idea. Rather than walk the short distance to his shop, he hailed a nearby cab. When the yellow car pulled up, Bill pushed Melinda into the back seat and climbed in next to her. When the driver asked,"Where to?" Bill replied by handing him a hundred dollar bill.

"Anywhere ... just keep driving!" Bill winked to the driver, nodding his head ever so slightly.

Once they had started to move, Bill opened the vodka and held the bottle to Melinda's lips, tilting it upwards until he saw her throat gulp it down, adding moisture to her lips. He took the bottle away, sealed it and set it aside. He traced a finger around Melinda's lips, outlining them before pushing it forward into her mouth. "How about you wrap these wonderful lips around my tree trunk cock?" he asked as he did so.

Bill sat back as Melinda's hands immediately went for his cock, totally disregarding the presence of the driver whose eyes kept darting from the road to the rear view mirror. Bill caught his eyes on numerous occasions, smiling broadly, letting him know he was enjoying the job Melinda was performing for him. Bill made no pretense to the act, spurring Melinda on as he continued to enjoy the feel of her succulent actions. "That's it, suck it deep!" He groaned and moaned, loud enough for the driver to hear, coaxing Melinda's head with his hand. "Oooohhh yeah! Stretch that porn star mouth over my big fat cock!"

He looked up to see the driver looking with more frequency, trying his best to see if he could witness the action in detail. Bill bucked his hips, Melinda's eagerness to please him, too good to keep himself restrained for too long. He grunted and popped a series of shots of liquid protein which Melinda eagerly consumed. 'God, she was a pro', Bill thought to himself as he relished in the afterglow of Melinda's gentle sucklings.

They continued to drive as Melinda sat up. Having shot his first load, Bill was now ready to take Melinda up on her offer. But he thought, now might be a good time to start telling her the 'good news'! He opened the bottle of vodka and again poured a bit over Melinda's lips.

"We have reason to celebrate," he offered before "You must've impressed the Bombsters, because they've picked up your contract ... AND THEY'RE GONNA MAKE YOU A STAR!" Bill's voice rose an octave as he announced the deal with a new level of excitement. "Now come over here!"

Bill grabbed her this time and sealed his mouth to hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her tongue. He opened the overcoat, revealing her naked glory to himself, running his hands over her heated flesh, and between her legs, over her sopping wet pussy! "Fucking incredible," Bill moaned around her tongue as the car continued to ramble over the roads.

She was possessed, Bill thought! He could easily fuck her all night long, he swore as his cock quickly rose to the occasion once more. He picked Melinda up by her slim waist and turned her around so that she was now looking out the front of the cab as Bill positioned himself behind her. With his hands still upon her hips, he guided her back down onto his lap, spearing his cock into her wet, honeyed opening, groaning as his cock was enveloped by the warm wetness.

Once Melinda was fully seated on his thick cock, Bill reached around and began fondling Melinda's tits, squeezing and mauling them, pinching and rolling her nipples into hard rubbery peaks. Bill was practically offering Melinda's body for the taxi driver's amusement, letting him gaze upon her in between his glances of the road, as she got the royal fucking treatment of a lifetime. Bill humped, bucked, and fucked his long thick cock into Melinda's sweet gripping pussy as they rode down the highway. Everytime Bill caught the driver's eyes in the rear view mirror, he'd squeeze Melinda's tits and stretch her nipples, blatantly putting them on display for his pleasure. The fucking endured for a lengthy amount of time, Melinda screaming and crashing through several orgasms.

It wasn't until Bill was ready to explode again, that he added details about her new contract! "Mmmm yesssss. A fucking porn star! Your own fucking trailer! Your own fucking assistant! Twenty fucking films! You're gonna be a star!" Bill thrust hard and slammed Melinda's hips downward at the very utterance of his last words. His hot molten lava erupted from his volcano, spitting and spattering, plastering her walls with the searing hot liquid.

"Ooooooh god! I gotta get you home so I can fuck that ass!" Bill caught the driver's attention and directed him back to the shop.

By the time they had reached the shop, Bill had convinced Melinda to have another drink of vodka. Even though they had disengaged, Melinda never bothered closing up the overcoat, leaving it gaping open, just like her well used pussy. When the taxi driver had finally reached the store, he exited the car and opened the door for the couple in the back seat, hurriedly scurrying in the hopes of getting a better view. Before Bill got out, he leaned in and gave Melinda a kiss, soft and gentle, almost in a loving manner. He whispered in her ear.

"I'll go inside and get the keys, then I'll take you home where we can finish our celebration. Why don't you give our driver a nice tip for his service?" Bill winked and exited the car, never looking back over his shoulder...

 

[little_golden]

Melinda Gordon was relieved when Bill agreed to a hasty departure. She knew in the back of her head it was wrong to lead Bill on with sex but she also knew what motivated Bill. Though she was buzzed from the little pill and the booze, Melinda knew she had to escape before Jim caught her. Although the blonde wig and make-up would help to hide her true identity, she knew that Jim was smart enough to figure things out if he heard her speak or had a truly close look at her. Fleeing the scene was definitely the best idea of all.

She had expected Bill to resist her idea to leave or to argue some need to stay later or to do more promotional pictures. Instead his bulging cock had helped her secure a quick and easy flight from the fire hall, the press, the firemen, and all the industry types that were present. Unknown to Melinda she had already scored the highest honours with Sandy and her father Benny. Even if everything else had turned to complete shit the whole night would have been a success. But tonight everything had gone so smoothly. A ton of merchandise had been sold, the movie had been greeted to a warm and horny audience, and every one was talking about the sexy Mysteria Hardwood.

Melinda had expected a chance to find her clothes and to change before leaving the fire hall but instead Bill had headed her sense of urgency and flung his overcoat around her hot naked body.

I feel like some flashers running around naked in a trench coat… But I need to get away fast Melinda thought to herself.

Bill led her from the station with quick steps. These were hard for Melinda to manage and she wasn’t quite sure if she could make the walk back to the store. She felt giddy and silly. In the back of her head she was hoping that Bill would see how drunk she was and decide to call her cab. It was a bit of a trick on her part to lead him on with the prospect of a fast fuck and then to instead flee home to her own safety. But Melinda was playing for keeps and she needed to avoid Jim discovering her at the fire hall as Mysteria Hardwood and she needed to beat him home.

For a second or two she was fearing that Bill might have to carry her back to his shop. Her legs were feeling wobbly, her sense of coordination was failing her, and she had the strongest feeling that she just needed to go to sleep or to puke out her guts. She had reached her arm around Bill for support.

Bill from nowhere managed to hail down a yellow cab much to Melinda’s relief. It would be so much better than walking. Melinda could sense there were several pair of eyes watching them form the window so leaving by a taxi made a whole lot more sense. They’d likely be expected her to rush off to the airport for a late night flight back to L.A. or New York or Miami.

What was I thinking Melinda scolded herself? as with a little assistance from Bill she managed to stagger into the back seat of the cab.


Bill spoke to the driver:

"Anywhere ... just keep driving!"

This didn’t quite register with Melinda.

Melinda’s eyes went wide as she noticed that Candy was sitting beside the taxi driver in her ghostly state. Candy was grinning like a cat within striking reach of its prey. Melinda was confused and then she realized that Bill wasn’t taking her home and instead was taking her on a long trip than necessary trip. She reasoned away any wicked intent and assumed that because it was such a short ride he was having the driver take them on a longer trip. It might look silly to take a taxi for only a few blocks.

“Ughh” Melinda mumbled as Bill tipped a small bottle of vodka into Melinda’s mouth. It was straight up and it still burned going down her throat as she had never had it straight before. Two or three mouthfuls she swallowed before realizing that this was the wrong course of action.

Bill spoke in a soft soothing yet demanding voice as he traced a finger around Melinda's lips, outlining them before pushing it forward into her mouth:

"How about you wrap these wonderful lips around my tree trunk cock?"

He can’t… I’m too tired… Too drunk… I don’t want anymore drink… I feel sick… I just want to sleep… go home and to be bed Melinda thought to herself as Bill continued to grin. Seconds later, Bill was pressing himself towards Melinda and coaxing her into giving him a blow job while the driver lurched the car forward.

Candy saw Melinda“Come on Ms. Goody-Goody…. You promised him…. He kept his end of the deal… It’s just like letting a man buy you drinks all night at a bar and then not fucking him…. It wouldn’t be right for a little slut not to keep her promise… You don’t tell lies do you?... You need his help…. He’s holding all the cards…”

Melinda was confused about her own sense of right and wrong. Things just kept getting worse and worse. She decided she would refuse Bill and his advances. It took all her energy and thought. Candy could sense Melinda’s intention so she intervened.

“Too bad” laughed Candy as she realized that Melinda was going to refuse Bill. Candy could see the low point that Melinda had achieved. It was obvious she was at a breaking point with all the stress of the night. At that instant Melinda felt Candy flowing into her body and taking over. Melinda was helpless as Candy took over. Candy was much more experience and aggressive in her lovemaking than Melinda. It was all for Bill delight and pleasure….


For Melinda it was like being forced to watch a cheap porno movie, as she watched and felt Candy move her body about in response to the touches of Bill. It seemed to be a very ride rather than the 30 or minutes. Bill had staged the whole sexual encounter for the benefit of the cab driver. The cabbie had huge envious green eyes as he watched the show that Bill and Candy were performing in his back seat.

Candy had done her part, like a dirty whore, she had sucked off Bill, and the let him buried his seed deep within her pleasure palace. It was dirty, sexy, lusty, horny sex. Melinda knew that Bill was delighted as he moaned and groaned out:

"That's it, suck it deep!.. Oooohhh yeah! Stretch that porn star mouth over my big fat cock!"

When Candy finished the blow job she mounted Bill’s big tree trunk cock.

Bill boasted to the driver as he positioned his hard throbbing cock inside of Melinda:

"We have reason to celebrate … You must've impressed the folks there”

Melinda and Bill fucked like wild teenagers. Melinda had felt the rush of her body as Bill brought her off over and over again. She was dripping of Bill’s cum, and her body was wet and dripping in perspiration. Her heart was racing and she was breathless as they finished up. Candy made a point of cupping her breasts and licking her lips in the direction of the cabbie as if to assure him it was okay for him to be watching the little peep show.

Melinda had thought Bill was finished after his first load of cum into her sweet pussy. She had enveloped his cock and rocked his world with the expertise of Candy. Unknown to Melinda her body was being taught to respond to the touch of any man. It was all a blur as Bill slowly repositioned his cock and pulled Melinda onto his knee as he shared more news with the cabbie and Melinda:

"Mmmm yesssss. A fucking porn star! Your own fucking trailer! Your own fucking assistant! Twenty fucking films! You're gonna be a star!"

Melinda grunted as Bill thrust hard and slammed Melinda's hips downward at the very utterance of his last words. She didn’t understand that Bill had sold her contract and somehow extended it. She would have been furious if she hadn’t been so drunk and confused. Melinda was then surprised as Bill rammed her hot wet cunt a few more times and then rewarded her with another hot molten lava erupted from his volcano.

Bill announced in satisfaction:

"Ooooooh God! I gotta get you home so I can fuck that ass!"

Melinda saw him signal the driver and knew they be going home now. She was desperate to go home. She assumed the ordeal was over.

In good time, they had circled back and reached the front of Bill’s porno shop.

This guy just had the time of his life watching you and Bill… He’ll tell all his friends of how lucky Bill got with the naked blonde bimbo…. Candy mentally shared with Melinda.

Candy had done her part, like a dirty whore, she had sucked off Bill, and the let him buried his seed deep within her pleasure palace. It was dirty, sexy, lusty, horny sex. She couldn’t believe Bill had fucked her so hard. Candy had played her like a fiddle too.

Before Bill got out, he leaned in and gave Melinda a kiss, soft and gentle, almost in a loving manner. He whispered in her ear.

"I'll go inside and get the keys, then I'll take you home where we can finish our celebration. Why don't you give our driver a nice tip for his service?" Bill winked and exited the car, never looking back over his shoulder.

Here your chance Melinda for make a lasting impression…. Bill wants us to tip him… You know what he means… He wants you to suck him or fuck him… Go on Melinda… I’ll leave this one to you… Otherwise…. Candy spoke to Melinda within her mind.

Melinda exited the cab with the help of the driver and Bill went off to unlock the store door. Melinda pulled at the overcoat she had quickly pulled over her naked body as she left the cab. In the pockets she looked for some money – but there was nothing. The cabbie was waiting expectantly. Candy was nowhere to be seen but Melinda didn’t want to risk disobeying her.

With great effort and much hidden reluctance Melinda moved closer to the cabby and then she slipped. The cabbie was quick to catch her and Melinda made an awkward fall with her coat wide open exposing her large soft breasts to the cabbie. His hands were shaking in anticipation. Melinda knew what she had to do and maneuvered herself to a kneeling position before the cabbie. She guided his rough grubby hands to her soft breasts and he began to finger and pinch her breasts as she skillfully unzipped his pants, and freed his cock.

It wasn’t a big cock but Melinda stroked it a dozen times bringing it fully back to life. Looking up she could see the glee on the man’s face. He was in disbelief or in some dream like trance. The cabbie had pulled open the coat and stared as Melinda spread her legs and let him see her sweet cum dripping pussy. His eyes were popping at the sight and he wanted to dive in there with his tongue and probably would have died to fuck her right there on the spot.

Leaning her head forward Melinda began to lick and suck this man’s cock. She didn’t know him or love but here she was like some two bit hooker giving this stranger oral sex. It went on for four or five minutes as Melinda greedily sucked him faster and faster, and she used her soft hands to play with his balls to further heighten his stimulation and thereby get the job done faster. The cabbie was mumbling something in a foreign language that Melinda didn’t understand. Then he gave a great groan and she got two mouthfuls of his hot salty seed in her throat and then he busily pulling back his cock into his trousers and grinning.

“Thank you.. Thank you” the cabbie mumbled over and over as he backed up and then got in his car. He had a stunned look of disbelief as he told Melinda:

“Call anytime for service… I recognize you”

Melinda felt her heart sink. But then he added:

“Yes… yes… Your that Mysteria Hardwood… I had some firefighters earlier tonight…. And you’re boyfriend here… He’s so happy for you and your success” The cabbie went on as he shifted his car into gear and slowly lurched away from the curb.

“He’s not my boyfriend!” Melinda called out but her words were lost in the wind.

“Oh thank God” Melinda mumbled as she knew her secret was still safe.

She lifted herself off her knees and pulled the overcoat closed. As she turned she saw Bill several feet away.. She had no idea what Bill had witnessed. She felt ashamed of herself and just wanted to get home to have some hot coffee, a bath, and to slip into her own warm bed before Jim came home.

“Bill… I have to get home… I parked the car a few streets away… Can you help me get it home… I need to sober up, shower, and get to bed… I’m exhausted…. “ Melinda beamed a smile at Bill. She needed to shower him with a warm smile to get his help.

 

[little_golden]

Gina was a hot little red head with D-cup breasts. She loved the attention of her work but was a little jealous of Mysteria. Although she'd benefit from the publicity too, Gina was a little jealous when she saw Mysteria and Bill sneaking off together

This Mysteria is a real player in the game... She'll suck or fuck anyone ... She'll give head to get ahead Gina fully appreciated as she thought to herself as she entered the male shower area.

Gina had seen one of the men looking not so happy as her dance ended and she had gone to see him. She wasn't sure if it was going to be a billable fuck or a sympathy fuck. Then she saw him in the shower and a wicked smile crossed her face as she took in his sexy body and handsome face.

"Excuse me? The guys said I could come in here to clean up? Is there some other place they meant?"

It was an old ploy. Gina was still naked herself as she strutted right into Jim's shower stall and let the hot water bounce off her body. She was pressing her body into his waiting for his response.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Jim Gordon

Jim's mind was in a whirlwind. Here he was, standing naked under the running hot water of the fireman's shower, and one of the hotties from the movie, Gina, one of the bombshells, was pressing her naked body up against his. It was one thing to have the naked movie stars rubbing and grinding on them out in the bay, where all the other men were gathered, where all the other men were fully clothed.

Jim quickly wondered if the other firemen had put Gina up to this? Had they all chipped in, as he had done on other occasions, to pay Gina to do this? And what about Melinda? He was married! But oddly enough, that was probably the farthest thing from his mind.

The truth of the matter was that, Gina's presence, and the way her luscious D-cup breasts were pressed up against him, was causing his cock to swell in anticipation. It had been seemingly forever, since the last time he had sex! He was no different than any other blue-blooded male; especially one who hasn't been laid in nearly two weeks!

"Ummm," he stuttered, trying to make sense of it all. "Sure, I guess you can use this shower!"

He was confused. Did she really only want to use the shower, and was merely being her normal outgoing self? Or could it be that she was truly interested in having physical contact with him? He didn't want to embarrass himself, nor create a bad scenario, but if it was the latter, Jim wasn't sure he'd be able to deny himself the opportunity.

As Jim stepped to the side however, Gina had looked down and saw his arousal. Her hands immediately reached for it and gripped it, sliding back and forth along its length. "Aaaaaahhhh," he moaned as he felt his cock twitch within her grip, swelling thicker and longer as she continued to fondle him.

The warm water showering down on them only served to make the moment even more erotic that it had already been. Jim was mesmerized, his own hands moving of their own accord, to her massive breasts. He pawed at the large orbs, noting how much bigger they were than Melinda's smaller tits. Gina's long, thick nipples were surrounded by large pink silver-dollar sized circles. Jim played and toyed with her as Gina did with him.

Gina's gentle cooing was music to his ears as Jim watched, wide-eyed as Gina slowly sunk to her knees. Gina looked up to see Jim, her hair, wet and matted to her head. Her eyes remained open as she guided the tip of his cock to her outstretched tongue. Her eyes never left his, keeping his gaze, as if she were pleading, begging for his cock. Jim complied, rocking his hips, slowly feeding the porn starlet his cock!

It didn't take long, and within a few short minutes, Jim was embarrassingly erupting into the sexpot's mouth. He had been barely able to holdout, and was already groaning through an ejaculation that Gina was greedily sucking down. The only saving grace for Jim was that because he hadn't had sex in quite a while, the amount of salty semen he filled Gina's mouth with was quite abundant; so much so that a lot had seeped from the corners of her mouth, dripping down along her chin.

To Jim's amazement though, Gina was not finished! She kept his cock in her mouth, suckling, swallowing, keeping him hard, getting him ready for another round.

When Jim was rock hard again, Gina let his cock plop out of her mouth, a long tendril of saliva stringing from its tip to her tongue. She slid up along him as she got to her feet. She reached for a bar of soap and placed it in Jim's hands, encouraging him to soap her up. With the aid of her hands, Jim complied, moving the soap over her body, creating a thick lather.

Jim had no idea what would happen next, but he continued running his hands all over Gina's body at her insistance, her hands moving his everywhere she wanted them. ...

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Bill Smith

Bill was the happiest man in the world. He also considered himself one of the luckiest men in the world also!

After reaching the shop, he rushed inside, fetched his keys, and Melinda's keys. He rushed back outside, not wanting to leave Melinda alone too long, nor wanting to miss the show he had asked her to perform. He had expected nonething less than one of her mindblowing orgasms for the cabbie.

He leaned against the wall outside his shop and lit a cigarette, slowly taking a drag as he watched Melinda slink to her knees before the cabbie. She was such a natural and one of the best cocksuckers he'd come across in years! She had talents beyond her 'acting' abilities. As he leaned there watching her fondle his sac and bob her head along his length, Bill came to realize that he was the one ultimately benefitting from her talents. He made money on the first film; he was making money from the sale of her contract, he made money from her little performance at the firehouse, and he now got out of having to pay a cash tip to the driver. 'Agent', or 'Pimp', the result was still the same!

What amazed Bill was the fact that this was Melinda Gordon! Everyone thought it was Mysteria Hardwood, but he knew the truth! Melinda Gordon, the prim and proper wife of Jim Gordon, crew chief of the fire hall. Melinda Gordon, prim and proper business owner of the little antique consignment shop. Melinda Gordon, the prim and proper icon of virtue in the community that everyone looked to. Melinda Gordon, the prim and proper persona of purity! And he, Bill Smith, the dirty old man who owned the shop of filth, knew the dirty truth! She was a sex craved nymphomaniac who thoroughly enjoyed and craved cock!

What amazed Bill even more, was that she seemed to be a natural, a pro! In his past experiences, women that had such a duality in their appearances were usually quite awkward and clumsy when it came to sexual matters. Melinda, on the other hand, was utterly quite experienced and well practiced!

Bill smiled proudly as the cabbie rewarded Melinda's efforts. Melinda cleaned him up and the cabbie exalted her talents. He had left, and Melinda turned to face him. She had closed the overcoat and stumbled drunkenly towards him.

“Bill… I have to get home… I parked the car a few streets away… Can you help me get it home… I need to sober up, shower, and get to bed… I’m exhausted…. “

'Exhausted'? Bill still had plans for some more celebrating! He wanted some of that sweet ass that Melinda had availed to him before. He wanted to feel that tight hole squeezing and milking the cum out of his prick.

"Sure thing," he replied, helping Melinda crawl into the front seat of his car. He drove the few blocks to a blackened parking lot where Melinda had parked her car, obviously to hide her whereabouts. It was only a few blocks from her house. Bill parked his car next to hers. When Bill circled the car to Melinda's side, she was practically passed out. He helped her from his car, into her own passenger seat, and then climbed in behind the wheel to drive the remaining distance to her place.

On the short drive, Bill reinformed her that Bombster Productions had picked up her contract, and that they had a meeting scheduled for next week. He also informed her that he'd pick her up on Tuesday for another appointment he had scheduled, not telling her it was with a cosmetic surgeon.

Finally at her home, Bill helped Melinda into her house. Once inside, Bill helped her off with the coat and watched as she tugged off the blonde wig. Melinda ran her fingers through her hair, and shook her head, freeing her natural brunette locks as they fell to her shoulders. A contented sigh of relief escaped her lungs, but Bill quickly silenced her, wrapping his arms about her and pressing his lips to hers. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and stole a deep kiss from her as he tightened his grip.

With relative ease, Bill lifted Melinda's body and carried her up the steps and into her bedroom. He lay Melinda on her bed and crawled atop of her, resuming his kiss. Bill began a slow, methodical ravaging of his performer's body, preparing her for an ass fucking she'd never forget, even in her drunken state!