Literotica Jones and the Temple of Va Va Va Voom!

Dillinger

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FADE IN

1. INT. "THE DRAGON" NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT

A Chinese GONG SOUNDS and the glittering doors of an Art Deco pagoda decorated with scenes from the Kama Sutra slide open to reveal a mammoth silver stairway down which rows of beautiful, half-naked women start descending.

(BEGIN MAIN TITLES)

The lovely ladies are a mix of races and they sing a strange, haunting melody -- one might think them a heavenly choir, if it weren't for their sexy, clinging lingerie, short low-cut dresses, slutty make-up, and overall tempting appearance.

2. INT. CLUB ENTRANCE

From the super-slutty beauties, we cut to a street urchin's dirty face: SHORT N' THICK is an 18-year-old Chinese teenager wearing a beat-up cap with the word "LITEROTICA" on it.

Sneaking into the club, Short N' Thick weaves past the hot sex babes and the silk suited pimps, heading toward the music in the main ballroom.

3. INT. THE BALLROOM

Short N' Thick enters and stares across the smoky strip club. On the stage, he sees a giant papier-mache vagina.

Its pussy lips light up, smoke pours out and it opens wide. Out of this huge cunt walks the star of the show:

WILLIE LOVIN' SCOTT, a truly slutty beauty begins to sing sultry solo while the orchestra wails the accompaniment.

But Short N' Thick is not here to ogle the babes. He surveys the rich Chinese, American and European pimps. Jewels flash and champagne flows. Short N' Thick finally spots a table of somber-looking Chinese men in suits.

Short N' Thick chews gum and stares at the men. Then he turns to go. WU HAN JOB, a waiter with a scar across his cheek, watches Short N' Thick leave.
 
4. INT. CLUB ENTRANCE

As Short N' Thick hurries toward the exit, he bumps into a man in wearing nothing but jeans and tuxedo tshirt entering the club. Short N' Thick looks up at the man, but we don't see his face, instead we see a shot of his groin, a huge bulge threatening to rip through the seams.

Then Short N' Thick is grabbed by the scruff of his neck and a bouncer hustles him out the door, Short N' Thick yelling insults about what a motherfucker he is all the way.

A maitre d' apologizes to the man in the tuxedo tshirt and two buxom hat-check girls shake their titties at him familiarly as he continues into the ballroom.
 
5. INT. THE BALLROOM

The man in the tuxedo tshirt stops to watch Willie Lovin' Scott singing and stripping and gyrating sexily on the stage. Then he looks around and sees the table of somber Chinese men that Short N' Thick spotted earlier.

As the man in the tuxedo t-shritwalks toward the table, he removes a condum from a silver case. He arrives at the table just as the stripper removes her last item of clothing.

And on the stage, a glistening, muscular naked slave swings his huge hammer of a COCK toward the enormous vagina.

The man in the tuxedo tshirt leans and whispers to one of the buxom bar girls how drops to her knees, unzips and removes his hardening cock, and slips the condum over the head - as she does this the camera zooms up and we see his face for the first time:

It's LITEROTICA JONES. Elegant in tuxedo tshirt and rippling muscles -- dressed to thrill. The TITLES END and over this a legend appears on the screen:

SHAG-HAI - 2003
 
To be continued...

(Seeing how long a story this will be - if anyone is interested in helping me write it then drop me a PM and we can coordinate how to go about it.)
 
Dillinger said:
No one wants to help?
but you're doing such a good job all by yourself.


oddly enough, that's not the first time I've said that to you. <grinning>
 
SHAG-HAI - 2003

At a table, four happenin' Pimps in Zoot Suits stare lustfuly at Literotica Jones.

LAY-O
Dr. Jones.

LITEROTICA JONES
LAY-O She.

LAY-O
Nee chin lie how ma? (Who you callin a she, gay boy?)

Lay-o's posse laughs and assume that Litty doesn't understand his joke.

LITEROTICA JONES
Wah hung how, nee nah hamster-ho? Wah hwey hung jing chee jah loo nee kao soo wah shu shu. (You're hung like needle-pricked hamster. And your friends are hung like those little stuck up dogs the rich ladies are always holding in their laps - you know the tiny ones - what are they called again?)

LAY-O-SHE looks angry and his boyz's smiles fade.

LAY-O
You never told me you spoke my language, Dr. Jones.

LITEROTICA JONES
I don't like to show off, other than my COCK, of course.

Literotica takes a seat across the table from Shag-hai's notorious pimp-lord. Lay-o is fifty, wealthy enough to now display some fat, but still muscular from his fight to the top of the Ho heap. And he is royally pimped out in total purple pimpitude deluxe. WORD!

LAY-O
For this special occasion, I ordered us oysters and caviar.

Literotica Jones looks at the pile of oysters and caviar layed out in front of him on the naked belly of one of the club's Cigaratte Girls filling in for a table since the prop department happened to be closed the day of the shoot -- and whips out his foot long SCHLONG and rams it up her pussy. The Cigarette Girl sizzles and Lay-o's smile fades out with penis envy.
 
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