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Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick

By: Bacomicfan



The two women stood side by side in the far left aisle, scanning the mostly unpopulated little auditorium, each trying to fine tune her eyesight in the sparse light. The room was just barely large enough for six or seven rows of maybe a dozen chairs each...small wooden folding chairs, each of which appeared to have survived - barely - several natural disasters of cataclysmic proportions. They appeared lucky to be able to still stand...let alone support the weight of a human body. 

The small stage at the front of the room seemed barely able to accommodate two or three people, with tired old red curtains (that looked more brownish pink than red) pulled and tied to the sides. An old style standup microphone with coils of electrical cord curling from its base and then meandering off the right side of the stage beyond the tied curtains, was the sole occupant of the scuffed wooden stage. Between the drab, pulled back curtains, in the center of the backdrop of the stage, was a hand painted sign, about six foot square, that boldly proclaimed, "Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick - the cock with a mind of its own!" Below the bold black letters was a cartoon drawing of a broadly smiling penis wearing a graduation cap, sprouting Popeye muscles on its stick figure arms, one hand of which held a tiny sign that said "Catch me if you can!". Only the occasional stage hand - grubby and hungry looking - wandered about. 

"I can't believe you talked me into this, Lorraine. How on Earth did you even find this place?" Penny asked, her eyes wide and her face flushed with both excitement and embarrassment.

"Oh, puh-leeeze, Penny," Lorraine laughed, "this is the Big Apple. You can find anything here. You of all people, a journalist, ought to know that."

"Journalist," Penny scoffed, "I write an itsy-bitsy entertainment column for an underground newspaper that no one even knows exists. At last count our circulation was, what? a hundred? We burn more copies than we sell." She laughed, but Lorraine knew that Penny's writing talent, though virtually unknown to the world, was a source of both pride and satisfaction for her. And her frustration at not being able to break into the big time was a constant disappointment to her. 

"Well, Miss Entertainment," she chuckled, "when you write about this little caper, your paper is going to get a really big buzz in a hurry. In fact, by telling the...um...owner of the show, that you're a reporter, I managed to get these babies." She held up two small yellow stubs, with the words "Backstage" and "Press" on them, along with some coded numbers. Penny's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped. 

"Are you shitting me?!! You have backstage passes to this...a sex show? And you got them by saying we're the press?! Oh, please, Lor...tell me this is all just a bad dream, and not another one of your crazy schemes." 

"No dream, hon. After we watch Mr. Dick display his wares, we get to go backstage and get the real scoop. All up close and personal like. And if this guy is as billed, I can't wait to see his 'wares' up close and personal like." Her laugh was contagious, and Penny ended up laughing along with her, even against her own will.

More movement was beginning all around them. The small stage about thirty feet in front of them began to bustle with preparations. Both the women were amazed preparations were needed at all, considering the nature of the show. They looked at each other with what-preparations-could-possibly-be-needed? looks on their faces and laughed so hard they almost snorted. But one of the grubby ones tapped and performed the "testing, testing" routine on the microphone, making sure all was well. As he walked away from it, he stopped briefly to vehemently stomp on something crawling on the stage. Lorraine and Penny had no desire to know what it was. 

As more audience members began filtering into the dimly lit auditorium to find their shaky seats, the two women slowly walked up to the front row and sat on two relatively stable chairs at the center of it. Penny was still glowing red with her embarrassment. 

"God, I hope no one I know comes here tonight," she said. 

"Oh, c'mon, Pen....it's just a sex show. Some guy is gonna dazzle us with his big schlong and do some tricks with it, I guess, and then we'll 'interview' him," she poked Penny in the ribs with her elbow as she said this, "after which we'll go home and put batteries in our vibrators. C'mon...lighten up. We could both use a laugh or two." 

"I suppose you're right," Penny sighed, though she still had her doubts. Lorraine's cockeyed plans always seemed to end badly. But, what the hell, she thought...she'd watch some guy play with himself and maybe even write up the whole thing for her paper. No one would read it anyway, she thought, a heavy sigh puffing slowly from between her lips. 

The seats were mostly full by the time the two women had traded dick jokes and discussed how they were going to "interview" Mr. Dick as they called him. They giggled like young girls as they then listened to other audience members joking and snickering, the sounds blending and blurring into a nervous murmur. 

Then the lights dimmed to almost complete darkness. A spotlight beamed down from above, missed the microphone in the center of the stage by several feet, and was quickly adjusted to surround it. A sweaty looking, bald, fat man shambled onto the stage, wiping sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. He grabbed the microphone in an equally sweaty palm and spoke into it, tapping on it with his forefinger three times first.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the gravelly voice rasped, "you're about to see the most amazing thing you've ever seen...or should I say 'dazzling'?!" He laughed as he turned and looked at the sign behind him, as if he'd been clever. "You're going to meet one Dominick DeLuca, a personal friend of mine, who's going to show you something that will astound you, amaze you....make the men envious, and the women swoon." He paused for effect, peering into the darkness of the audience. Not being able to see the faces to ascertain their responses, he continued his spiel.

"Mr. DeLuca, my friend, has been given a gift. He has been given a....excuse me, ladies...a cock that can do amazing," again he corrected himself, "I mean, dazzling things. You'll find yourselves wondering it it's real. I assure you, it is. You'll be amazed. You'll be filled with awe and wonder. Ladies...you'll want to take Mr. DeLuca home with you. Gentleman...you'll feel inadequate with your wives and lovers tonight, so maybe you shouldn't look too closely." Here, he laughed a snickering laugh, and his belly jiggled like rippling water. "But," he continued, "not one of you will leave here the same as you came in tonight. Every one of you will be...heh heh heh...touched in some way by my friend's...gift. You'll never again look at another penis without thinking of Mr. DeLuca's unbelievable...uh.....member. You can take my word for that! And now", he concluded, "without further ado....ladies and gentlemen...meet Mr. Dom DeLuca and his Dazzling Dick!!" 

The little fat man waved his arm dramatically to his right, a sweat stain under his arm bellowing its presence in the glare of the spotlight. From behind the pulled back curtain, a well built man of about thirty years slowly walked onto the stage. He wore only red boxing trunks with two white stripes along each hip, and white and black sneakers, sans socks, brand indiscernible.

As he walked to the microphone, Lorraine and Penny stared...and almost drooled. He was a handsome man, with a strong, muscular chest and washboard abs. His arms were solid, piledriving machines, as were his thighs, which had the most well defined muscles either woman had ever seen. As her eyes took this all in, Penny's mind clicked and whirred, creating a slightly taller version of Rocky Balboa. In fact, he did indeed look like a boxer, and even facially resembled the cinematic pugilist. Even his face, when Penny was able to take her eyes off his chest, looked like it should be yelling, "Yo, Adrien!" No doubt, the boxing shorts were a hook to take advantage of that very resemblance.

With their tongues hanging out, Lorraine and Penny heard Dominick speak...and that was where the resemblance ended. Gone was the slack-lipped, unintelligible slurring of the movie character. This man sounded very educated. And the two lolling tongues hung that much lower.

"Uh....hello, everyone," the deep, resonant voice said, "I'm Dom DeLuca. I'm thirty-five years old and I try very hard to keep myself in shape. I was born and raised right here in good ol' New York City, though I've thankfully escaped the 'Noo Yawk' accent that so many folks around us seem to have. I'm single and would like...

" He was interrupted by the fat man, who yelled in a failed whisper to him, "Get on with the show, Dom...we have another set to do in ninety minutes!" 

"Oh...yeah....the show," Dom said with a smile, "Sorry, Lenny. Okay...yeah....well, you're all here to see why my....um....sorry, ladies....why my dick is called 'dazzling'. Well, you see, I learned way back in my teens that my...dick...had, well...talents. I mean, other than the usual, you know...pleasing the ladies." He actually blushed! Lorraine and Penny, and probably most of the women in the room, were falling in love! And not one of them really cared what his dick's talents were....though they were curious.

"Well, it's like this," the Rocky lookalike continued, "it's not that my dick has a brain of its own or anything, but I can make it do things. Actually, almost anything I want to. I can make it grow or shrink a lot faster than the normal erection process or...um...deflating time a man usually experiences. I can make it shoot up to full proportions in no time at all, or make it...um....shrink at the same speed. That last one comes in handy if I'm turned on in an embarrassing situation, that's for sure! Anyway, I can also make it pulse, throb, actually expand or contract in either length or thickness, make it vibrate, rotate or even bend in the middle. To make a long story short," he stopped to laugh at the unintended pun, "I can make my dick do almost anything I want it to. And, that's about it, really." He looked to his right, obviously turning things back over to the sweaty Lenny.

On cue, Lenny came shuffling out to center stage. Dom handed him the microphone and stepped back a few steps. 

"Now, ladies and gentlemen...you're going to get to see Dom's Dazzling Dick in operation. You won't believe your eyes." He winked and added, "But you ladies are gonna get horny as hell watchin' this. So try to keep yourselves from getting too worked up, okay?" He laughed and again waved his arm, this time his left arm showing a sweat stain under it. 

Moving back a step or two, Lenny said sharply into the microphone that drowned in his sweaty palm, "Ladies and gentlemen....Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick!!" 

Dom pulled outward on the elastic waistband of his trunks. With rehearsed slowness, he tantalizingly lowered them down to his ankles, his bent upper body momentarily obscuring the view of his groin. As he stood up, he placed his hands over his crotch, again prolonging the anticipation of the crowd. Then, standing completely straight, he raised both hands quickly, with a flourish...and his dazzling equipment was finally revealed.

"Oh....my.....God," Lorraine exclaimed, "I don't care if it can do anything....I love it. That is the most beautiful dangly I have ever seen." When she looked over at Penny, she saw wide eyes and a gaping mouth...and she wasn't sure if Penny was breathing. Obviously, Penny's assessment of Dom's manhood was the same as her own.

"It's gorgeous," Penny sighed, "Oh....Lorraine, I want that. I want that now!" 

Lorraine laughed out loud. "Well,stand in line, honey. I'll bet that dangly has a list of admirers a yard long. Ol' Dom there probably has a girlfriend on every block." 

"I don't care," Penny repeated, "I want THAT dangly all for myself." 

It was a formidable hunk of sausage. Dom put his arms around his back, resting his hands somewhere in the area of his tailbone. As he'd done at previous shows, he thrust his hips slightly forward, affording the audience the absolute best view of the true magnificence of his penis. These were jaded New Yorkers looking at his cock, yet every one of them was in awe. As Lenny had said, the men were envious, and the women were fanning themselves. 

That fine specimen of manhood, though primarily flaccid (having strangers gawping at it did have the effect of giving it a tiny bit of twitching growth, but only a tiny bit), was a good half a foot in length. It was firm and proud, already nicely thick in circumference....fat and juicy. Apparently sporting an abundance of wrinkles, the potential for substantial growth was nothing short of boggling. To Lorraine and Penny, that succulent member looked like a beefy stick of tasty pepperoni. Lots of lipsticked lips were being licked in the audience. 

Standing almost directly alongside Dom, sweaty Lenny nodded his approval of the "oooh"s and "aaah"s coming from the crowd. He'd heard them before, at previous shows. Dom just stood there, a little sheepishly, as everyone in the room stared at his penis. You could see he was proud of it, but he seemed shy and not the least bit "cocky" about his admirable possession. 

After adequate time had lapsed for everyone to admire God's fine achievement dangling between Dom's muscular thighs, Lenny again tossed sweaty breath at the microphone. 

"You see, ladies? Was Lenny right or what? Isn't that the most delicious hunk of meat you've ever seen?" Dom looked over at him, as if he'd said something distasteful. The sad look in Dom's eyes, coupled with his boxer-like resemblance to Rocky, made Penny once again expect to hear "Yo, Adriannnnn!," come bellowing from the puppy eyed owner of the impressive schlong. 

"And now," sweaty continued, "one of you ladies is going to get an extra special treat. One lady will get to come right up here on stage and experience Dom's dazzling dick up close and personal. Just so no one thinks this is all a trick, one lucky lady will get to touch it...make sure it's real...and make sure there are no tricks when this amazing piece of male flesh shows you all what it can do. We're going to ask for a volunteer to come up here and......heh heh heh....play with my friend's amazing...er, dazzling...dick. Now, don't fight over it, ladies...you'll all get to watch. But only one lucky lass will get to feel this awesome hunk of male pulchritudieness." Dom looked over at him again, this time as if her were a total moron. Lenny continued, oblivious to that look. "So, what lady would like to come up here and make sure we're not scamming everyone? What lady would like her hands on.....that?" He waved his hand, palm up, in the direction of Dom's dangling muscle. 

The men in the audience - those who weren't gay or alone - had firm grips on their women's hands, not letting them even attempt to raise them. There was a lot of giggling in the audience. Some unaccompanied women wanted to raise their hands, but just couldn't bring themselves to, and berated themselves for that cowardice. And surely, there was a man or two who might have offered, if not for the public humiliation of it. So, the crowd murmured and chuckled, but no hands were raised. 

Lorraine looked over at Penny and got the most wicked idea. Seeing that Penny was totally mesmerized by what was boldly being displayed between Dom's legs, she knew that she wouldn't be stopped until it was way too late. Leaning over slightly, she reached her hand behind Penny, between her back and the back of the splintering, rickety chair. She moved her hand slowly downward. When it had reached the area just above Penney's behind, she thrust it quickly forward and down, fingers grabbing a copious portion of butt cheek and pinching hard. Penny squealed and rocketed upward, her hand immediately reaching back to discover the cause of her pain. She stood there rubbing her bottom, dazed and bewildered, as the rest of the audience cheered. 

"Excellent! We have our volunteer!" exclaimed the ever moist Lenny into the cringing microphone. "Let's all give a big round of applause for....what's your name, honey?" 

Penny was confused at first, then extremely pissed. Her head whirled around toward Lorraine, who was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. Penny's round, surprised orbs became angry slits, glaring hotly at her turncoat friend. Before a string of extremely foul words could shoot from Penny's mouth to Lorraine's ears, Lenny's microphone-enhanced voice once again permeated the room. 

"C'mon up here, doll," Lenny continued, "and tell us your name. You're a very brave and courageous lady, and we want everyone to know your name." 

All eyes were on Penny. Lorraine's raucous laughter had ebbed to a tiny giggle. "Go on," she said to Penny in a much too loud whisper, "go feel Dom's dangly. What the hell, live a little. Don't be such a chicken-shit all your life." In just that tiny moment of time, the gauntlet had been tossed. 

The glaring eyes continued to bore into Lorraine for a few seconds more, but then they took on the demeanor of stern resolve. The confused, angry, embarrassed look on Penny's face was slowly replaced by a defiant one. And then the pursed lips even curled into a grin. That grin evolved from a slightly amused grin, to a downright wicked one. Penny stood up straight and put her hands on her hips, smiling down at her traitorous friend. 

"Okay, smartass...we'll see who's chicken-shit. I'm going to go up there and feel up Dom's dazzling dangly. And while I'm playing with that gorgeous cock, you can just sit here and wish it was you up there. Oh, but don't worry, oh friend of mine, I'll be sure to tell you in detail what that succulent sausage felt like. If you're really nice to me, maybe afterwards I'll let you kiss my hand to get a tiny taste of it." 

With that, Penny turned and faced the stage, sweaty Lenny and the owner of the dazzling dangler. Even though she was embarrassed beyond words, she meant to show Lorraine that she was willing to go through with this. "Chicken shit," indeed! She'd show her...if only her wobbly legs could keep her upright, that is. 

Despite those shaky legs, Penny strode purposefully to the stage, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, but finding it difficult not to look down at dangleville. When she stepped up onto the stage, Lenny immediately met her, holding his hand out to welcome her. "You gonna tell us your name, sweet thing, or do we have to guess? Y'know, Dom's dick doesn't speak or guess names, so you're gonna hafta tell us." He gripped her hand wetly as he ushered her to the microphone. Dom just stood there and smiled at her. 

Penny noticed immediately the sweatiness of Lenny's palm, but ignored it, trying not to let the distaste register on her face. "Um...hello, everyone," she said, "I'm.....my name's Penny. Um...hi." Her calm facade was belied by her obviously nervous, somewhat rambling introduction, but no one seemed to notice, least of all Lorraine, who never thought Penny would have the nerve to go through with it. She actually admired her guts. And then there was that nagging twinge of envy, as well. 

Lenny grabbed Penny's hand and shook it in the time honored tradition of civilized greeting. Somehow, it felt fake, rehearsed...and indeed it was. It was all part of the show, which Penny was to find out only seconds later. It was the age old setup. After shaking hands with Lenny, Penny assumed the natural thing to do was shake hands with Dom. Innocently, she turned toward him and extended her hand. He turned toward her and smiled pleasantly... but kept his hands firmly behind his back, his hips still thrust slightly forward. Penny felt uncomfortable with her hand outstretched like that, and Dom apparently ignoring, or worse yet, snubbing her. 


Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick



Then the joke was played out. Lenny's mock reproach blared from the crackling speakers, "Now, Dom, don't be rude. Shake hands with this fine lady." He could barely contain himself, knowing what was coming. 

Still innocent, but somewhat suspicious, Penny again offered her hand, her eyes narrowing with mild distrust. She still didn't fully realize that this was all part of the act. In another instant, this was made clear to her. Still smiling broadly, Dom took a single step toward her, his hands still behind him, and said, "Sure, Penny...shake." 

Dom's six inch sausage rose as quickly as a man would raise his arm to shake hands with another. It instantly grew from six to thirteen or fourteen thick, solid inches. It plumped like a yeast-filled hot dog bloating on a grill. Over a foot long and still slowly extending, it seemed to aim itself directly at Penny's outstretched hand. Dom took another step forward. His penis was so hard and steady that it barely bobbed at all as he positioned it directly in front of Penny's hand. He repeated, "Shake." 

The crowd roared. Lorraine had tears of unrestrained laughter in her eyes. People were laughing so hard they were coughing and choking. But Penny refused to balk. This had become a matter of pride for her now. She would not let Lorraine's joke lead her to be the butt of still another joke. She would show them all that she wasn't a chicken-shit...at least not any more. In her mind, they'd all just messed with the wrong lady. 

With firm resolve etched on her face, Penny's hand moved the last few inches toward that penile greeting. She chose not to look down at that long, thick offering, but rather directly into Dom's eyes, as her fingers prepared to circle the fattened prize. But, as her hand neared it, it dodged quickly to one side. Since she was still peering fearlessly into Dom's eyes, she only noticed this because her fingers grabbed nothing but air. When she looked down, she could almost see the smiley face from the cartoon drawing plastered on the head of that dancing cock. It stopped for a second, then quickly bolted to the other side. With her head still bent downward, Penny's eyes rolled up, looking at Dom. He was grinning from ear to ear. Still he said nothing. 

Penny continued to stare into Dom's smug eyes. He apparently thought that she'd been lulled into inaction by his amazing piece. But she was the one doing the lulling. With the speed of a cobra, Penny's hand dashed to her right, snagging the elusive penis in mid swing. She grasped it firmly and whispered so quietly that only Dom could hear her, "Gotcha!" Then, standing straight and tall, pride almost oozing from her, Penny gripped that swollen shaft firmly and shook it up down several times. Dom's look changed from smug to impressed as Penny completed her greeting. 

"Hello, Dom...I'm Penny. Nice to meet you," she said calmly, to the obvious approval of the hooting, cheering audience.

Dom not only smiled his approval of Penny's moxey, but Penny could swear she saw him nodding his head as well. It was such a slight movement that only she could've noticed it, but up close like that she knew... the nod had definitely been given, and received. A kind of mutual respect had been born in the instant of Penny's lightning fast capture of his dazzling magic wand. They smiled broadly at one another, and more than just respect was germinating. Penny loosened her hold on his penis, but before letting go of it completely, she allowed her fingertips to oh so gently glide along the underside of the shaft to the head, then continue over it until they slipped over the tiny slit and ultimately off of him. Dom's eyes widened with surprise - and not a little interest. HIs smile broadened considerably. 

"All right, then," the sweaty one bellowed into the microphone, "we have our lucky lady. Give the lady a round of applause. That's quite a 'hand'shake she has there!" He laughed, and so did just about everyone in the audience. Lorraine laughed hardest, but when she was done laughing, she sighed. She was sorely wishing it had been Penny who had pinched her bottom. 

"Now, Penny," Lenny said loudly, his hand once again producing a handkerchief to banish beads of sweat from his forehead, "feel free to examine that dazzling instrument any way you choose. Prove to yourself, and everyone here, that that incredible dick is real. Go ahead, now...examine it closely." 

Penny looked at Lenny. Her eyes got wide for a split second, not believing what she'd just heard. But then, she looked at Dom's face. He was smiling, even biting his lip to keep from...what? From laughing? From saying something? In the long run, it didn't matter to Penny. She was determined to play this to the hilt now. She looked again at Lenny and questioned, "Examine it closely? How closely?" There was a noticeable gleam in her pretty green eyes that piqued Dom's interest. 

"As closely as it takes," he replied with a grin that bared every yellow tooth in his head, "You do whatever you have to do to assure yourself that that dick is a real flesh and blood dick, and not some stage trick." 

"Really? My, this could be fun," Penny replied. First she looked into Dom's eyes. They twinkled a gorgeous pale blue. They seemed to be giving her permission to do whatever she felt like doing. Then she turned her head and looked into the darkness for Lorraine. She could barely make her out, but could see that she was squirming in her seat. Good, she thought, before I'm done I'm going to have Lorraine drooling all over herself, and maybe even getting herself all wet in other places, too. To that effect, she gave the shadowy Lorraine a thoroughly wicked grin. She kept looking in Lorraine's direction even when her hand reached out and began slowly and gently stroking Dom's cock. 

The microphone, still in Lenny's sweaty paw, was too far away to capture Dom's sigh... but it registered clearly on Penny's eardrums. "Well, then," she said, again looking directly into Dom's eyes, "let's just check this dazzling dick out and see how real it actually is, shall we?" Dom again bit his lip. It was clear from his expression that he was enjoying this immensely. And the just beginning wetness in Penny's panties was a strong indicator of her enjoyment as well. She was amazed by her own boldness, but she very much liked it. Maybe, just maybe, she could dump her old "chicken-shit" persona and replace it with this new, confident personality. And have a whole lot of fun in the process. 

"Hmm...it sure feels like real skin," she said as she stroked the shaft lightly. Then she squeezed it, section by section, from the base all the way to the head. Reaching the head, she gently probed it with her fingers. "Sure feels like real muscle, too," she said, cocking her head to one side and smiling at Dom. 

In the audience, there was a slight commotion as a woman fainted and was being brought round by a few members of the crowd. Lenny quickly spat into the microphone, "It's all right, ladies and gentlemen... happens all the time. She'll be fine." Two of the show's grubby assistants rushed over to be certain that his prediction came true. They hastened to revive the woman quickly so that the show could continue at it's scheduled pace. 

Penny used the disruption to move close to Dom and whisper to him. "Nice cock," she heard herself say, to her own surprise, adding with a deep sigh, "very nice." He smiled back at her and said, "Thanks, you have great hands." Now, it was Penny's turn to bite her lip. The woman in the audience regained her composure and Penny moved back to her examination of Dom's rigid member. 

Penny was thoroughly enjoying her apparent position of power. Since it was a sex show, and Lenny evidently wanted all the onlookers to go home satisfied, she'd been given Carte Blanche to do just about anything she pleased. The way she saw it, the bolder and more explicit she got, the better the show would be, and the happier the sweating Lenny would be. A good show meant good word of mouth and great ticket sales. With that in mind, Penny decided that a show is what everyone would get. 

"All right, now, Dazzling Dom," she said with a scarcely hidden smirk, "before we see what tricks your impressive dick can do, I think I owe it to your audience here to make sure there are no hidden motors or power sources. Don't you agree?" Dom almost laughed out lout, but kept himself in check. He looked at Penny and said simply, "Sure...I've got nothing to hide. Go for it." 

With her eyes still burrowing into Dom's, Penny slipped her hand down below his penis, sliding it back between his legs. When her fingertips found his sack, she stroked it lightly at first, watching his eyes. She kept watching those eyes as her fingers probed his testicles, playing gently. His lip biting was definitely not from humor anymore. She cupped his scrotum in her hand and squeezed softly, fondling his sack, rolling his testicles in her palm. She could see his breathing getting more rapid. He was fighting to retain his composure. But she was enjoying Dom's genitals very much and took her sweet time fondling them. In fact, while she continued to roll his soft cargo in her palm, her other hand reached up, ostensibly to move his penis to the side. However, once it had been moved aside, she allowed her hand to maintain it's hold on it, and covertly indulged herself by gently fondling it with thumb and fingers. Dom began to sigh again, but, still grinning, said nothing. 

Penny wondered just how long both he and Lenny would allow her to play. She suspected Dom would allow it for quite some time, but Lenny was the businessman, and had a timetable to keep. So, before reluctantly ending her fun, she briefly basked in a moment of spite. She turned to look toward Lorraine again and moved to the side a bit, so the jealous Lorraine could watch her freely - and fully - fondling this lovely man's cock and balls. Penny closed her eyes for a moment, and could almost imagine Lorraine's envious sighs. Not wanting the show to end too abruptly, however, Penny then slowly released Dom's jewels. 

"Well," she said in a faked clinical tone, "I can't find any motors or pulleys." The audience hooted again. Dom sighed a sigh of relief. Penny was beginning not only to enjoy her free reign on stage, but also the cheers of the audience. A new side of her personality was definitely coming out, and it made her literally tingle with satisfaction.

"Now I want to see what dazzling things that admittedly impressive dick can do... so I can judge for myself if they're fake or not." She said this to both Dom and Lenny, looking from one to the other. Lenny was in charge, obviously, but some hidden, evil part of her also wanted Dom to know that she wasn't through with him just yet. 

"In fact," she added, "it seems Mr.DeLuca was rather excited by my examination. He appears nicely erect. He stated earlier that he could 'deflate' himself quickly under certain circumstances. I'd like proof of that. I'd like to see him deflate this nice, hard erection exactly the way he claimed he can." 

Dom, relieved that his genital examination was over, and eager to get back to the kind of show he was used to, didn't wait for Lenny's approval or direction. His face became a mask of concentration, reddening, as his eyes squeezed shut with the exertion. And just as quickly as that, his engorged, almost throbbing member sagged, returning to its original wrinkled, six inch state. The crowd was impressed, but Penny couldn't resist making a private comment to Dom. 

Nonchalantly moving next to him again, Penny whispered, "Hmm...seems it takes a lot of hard work and concentration to deflate your dazzler, hon." Her smile was mischievous. 

Dom cocked his head to one side and smiled, not yielding an inch, "Must've been more turned on than usual. Like I said, you have great hands." Again they grinned at each other, and when Penny's position blocked the view of the audience, Dom even winked at her. Penny was now developing a nagging itch directly between her thighs, and it seemed Dom was aware of that fact as much as Penny was. But Penny took satisfaction in seeing the dribbles of sweat on Dom's forehead... knowing full well they weren't from the heat of the spotlight. 

"Well," Penny said more loudly, "I guess Mr. DeLuca is a man of his word. He can deflate at will. But I think women are much more interested in how quickly he can inflate, as he did when we... 'shook hands'." The women in the audience laughed, and more than a few applauded that sentiment. 

Lenny began to say something, but found himself cut off by the overzealous Penny. "Now, Mr.DeLuca, how about showing us some of those other tricks your dazzling dick can do? C'mon, hon....dazzle us." The look in his eyes now was that of a man accepting a challenge. Penny stepped aside, backing away a few paces, wanting to see the show as thoroughly as possible. 

Dom, relieved to again be acting out his rehearsed script, stepped forward. He waited for Lenny to slide the microphone over to him and then began his act. Penny watched very closely, as did every female in the building.

Dom went through his entire repertoire. He made his penis stretch out, inflate, become thick, long and firm. He enlarged every possible dimension of it. He even kept the shaft relatively unchanging while inflating only the head. On mental command, his penis rotated at the base, in such a way that the head moved in a wide circle several inches away. He made it loop and draw a figure eight. He "drew" wavy lines with it, smiling the entire time. 

Not being able to resist making the comment, Penny quipped, "Well, I guess Mr. DeLuca could write his name in the snow without even holding onto his... pen!" The crowd loved it, and roared their approval. 

"Wait!" Penny said suddenly. She had come up with a positively wicked idea, a ploy to have more fun with the delicious Mr. DeLuca. Hell, she thought, two can play this trickery game of theirs. Besides, what she planned would drive Lorraine absolutely insane. "I'm not sure I buy this," she lied, "I suspect some hidden cables or wires might be involved here." Lenny looked offended, as if he'd been personally insulted. Dom knew better. He had already figured out that Penny had a trick of her own up her sleeve. 

"I think further investigation is needed here," Penny continued, "I need to check this out." Keying on the onlookers' support up to this point, she added, "And I think the audience would agree, no?" She looked to the crowd for support, and got it immediately. Lenny and Dom - and even the show itself - were now at her mercy. 

With a Cheshire cat grin literally obliterating her face, she circled around behind Dom. She walked up close to him, so close that he could feel her breath on the back of his neck. From this perfect vantage point, Penny looked down and admired his firm, sculpted buttocks. She grinned wickedly. When her slim but strong fingers grabbed his cheeks, he only flinched a tiny bit. He, too, grinned from ear to ear. Penny kneaded and fondled his fine ass at will. She got as close to him as possible, her excited nipples brushing up against his naked back, as her hands roamed and savored those perfect cheeks. She got lost in fondling his firm butt for a minute or two, and then finally realized she wouldn't be able to carry out the scam too much longer. Amazed yet again at her constantly growing brazenness, she started to release his buns when she heard him whisper, "Having a good time?" She smiled, but before replying, she reached around him with one hand and slipped it again under his sack. Again she copped a feel of his balls and cock, this time under the guise of searching for some hidden device, all the while continuing to squeeze first one cheek, then the other. She jiggled his sack and stroked his shaft a few times before setting them free. His buttocks she tried also to jiggle, but they were so firm that they shook only a tiny bit...so she settled for rubbing them softly. Still...what delicious fun she was having! 

"Mmm....yes, I sure am having fun," she whispered back, "Wonderful buns, hon. I could fondle these all day." 

"I'll make note of that," he replied, the comment broken a bit as he swallowed hard, "and maybe we could continue this later, in private? But, I know Lenny, hon...and right now, I'll bet he's getting ready to toss your pretty ass off the stage." 

His comment about continuing things later made her heart skip a beat. She couldn't believe what she was doing, what she HAD been doing all along tonight... but she was giddy with the excitement of it all. And the thought of enjoying this succulent man in private was turning the pool between her legs into a raging river, complete with a waterfall and roaring rapids. It was with much regret that she slowly stopped pawing his ass. 

"Well," she said, in a loud, but lust-cracked voice, "I guess I was wrong. There don't seem to be any hidden pulleys or gears involved in Mr. DeLuca's... um... 'talents'. I apologize, Mr. DeLuca. Please continue your demonstration." 

As she stepped away from him and returned to a position alongside him, her face was flushed and her legs had become shaky again. She needed Dom's penis demonstration as a chance to compose herself. As she waited for the show to continue, she glanced down at Lorraine. Even in the dimness she could see her knowing grin. 

The "talent" show continued. Dom made his penis dart quickly from side to side, then up and down. Penny was reminded of - as was the crowd - her initial attempt to capture that elusive dong to "shake hands" with it. Next, Dom made it throb like a silently pounding drum...Penny could see it pulse, much the same as an ordinary cock, but quite a bit more pronounced. The way that he could bend it in the center without touching it was also displayed, thought in truth it only bent a tiny amount. Still, impressive. Next was the length demonstration. With little effort at all, Dom made his penis grow longer and longer. He stood sideways on the stage so everyone could see it clearly. With a smile on his face, he showed the crowd how he could make it grow from six, to eight, to ten, twelve, even fourteen inches. 

"Hmm," Penny noted aloud, and with boisterous glee, "a size to fit any woman." There was no laughter or applause, just a sigh from every woman in the room. 

The "tricks" his penis could do from this point on required more concentration and effort on Dom's part. With his eyes closed and his lips pursed, he made his shaft undulate, like ripples in a pond. Up and down the shaft they went, making the entire marvel bob up and down like a lonely piece of driftwood slowly riding the ripples to shore. It was mesmerizing to watch. 

What happened next caused Penny's eyes to once again widen in awe. Seconds after Dom stopped the mesmerizing undulations, Penny thought her eyes had begun to fail her. Suddenly, it seemed as if Dom's cock was blurred... like it had lost all detail. And then she realized the truth of it. Dom was actually making his formidable piece vibrate! The look on his face was of total concentration, his teeth biting on his lower lip. 

Penny stared in wonder as that lovely glans vibrated so smoothly as to have all its delicious details blurred by the activity. Then the unbelievable occurred. The minute, but rapid and constant movement of that vibrating cock increased... to the point where it not only blurred to the sight, but began to move the air around it and actually produce sound waves. His cock began to hum! The sound was low and soft, but there nonetheless. 

Penny could not believe her ears, so, without the least bit of embarrassment or hesitation, she got down on her knees and leaned toward the sound. She nearly squealed with incredulous delight, but put her hand over her mouth just in time to stifle the escaping giggle. Dom's talented penis actually sounded like a vibrator that someone had covered with a pillow. The wet spot that had begun so daintily in her panties and had since grown into a raging flood, was now at tidal wave proportions and threatening to engulf her entire body . Dom started to sweat bullets when he finally looked down and saw her on her knees between his legs. From past experience, he was certain she was about to take more liberties with him... and a part of him almost hoped for just that. He smiled through clenched teeth at the thought. 




Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick



At first, Penny had just leaned in and listened, an amazed look on her face...and then she boldly grasped that vibrating dick. Not even the slightest bit of thought involved... just pure, unthinking action. Sure enough, the vibrations were real. In her zeal to have the rest of the audience hear the sound, Penny scrambled to her feet and ran over to steal the microphone from Lenny's moist fingers. She held it next to Dom's vibrating cock so everyone could hear. At first there was a shocked murmur, and then every human being in the room, except Lenny, applauded and cheered. More women swooned... and maybe even a couple of men. Lorraine was kicking herself for not volunteering herself earlier. Her little butt-pinching joke had certainly backfired. What fun she could be having with that amazing...dazzling...dick right now. But, as a friend, she liked seeing what was happening to Penny. She was definitely coming out of her shell... shockingly so. With a smile, she wryly wondered if she'd somehow created a Frankenstein monster. Now cheering her friend on, Lorraine thought happily that if she had indeed created a monster, she was damn proud of her handiwork.

Lorraine marveled at her creation. Usually shy and reserved, Penny was now up on a stage in a sex show, boldly fondling and teasing a scrumptious sex god of a man, acting as if she'd rehearsed all her life for the part. Lorraine couldn't be happier for her, but the twinge of envy she was feeling wasn't just in her heart and mind...it was between her legs as well.

Penny was still feeling Dom's vibrating penis, and moving the microphone along its length to capture the soft hum. Dom seemed to have gotten a rhythm going, having become able to keep his shaft vibrating without so much intense concentration. But, even so, it was once again difficult for him to concentrate with Penny on her knees touching his humming manhood. His eyes shut, grimacing concentration look was replaced by a "here we go again," lip-biting smile. It had become the most fun he'd had doing this show in quite some time. But, oh, how he had to hold back. 

When she'd had enough of listing to cock music, Penny stood up, sighing, and once again moved close to Dom. "Wow," she whispered, "that's one talented chubby you have there, Mr.DeLuca."

"Thank you," he whispered in return, "but I thought we were past the Mr.DeLuca stage. Please, call me Dom, Penny. And if you'd like your own private humming demonstration sometime, let me know."

Penny grinned from ear to ear and asked, "Are you propositioning me, Mr. Dazzling Dick?"

Dom laughed out loud, causing the crowd to murmur questioningly. He looked Penny right in the eye and answered bluntly, "You bet I am, hon. You are not only very attractive, but you have a very open, exploring nature about you. I think we could have tons of fun together."

Penny was about to reply when the sweaty one, obviously getting impatient about things, tried once again to regain control of the show. "All right now," he bellowed, "I think our friend Dominick here has proven all that we've claimed from the start. And the lovely Penny has most certainly not found any gadgets or gimmicks of any kind that are the cause of or an enhancement to Mr. DeLuca's formidable talents. And, my, she certainly has searched for them, hasn't she?" His dirty laugh was echoed by the entire audience. Penny and Dom both blushed, but their eyes, locked and twinkling, showed definite interest in possible future dalliances together. Both smiled broadly and looked one another over hopefully.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, there you have it. The most dazzling piece of human anatomy ever created by the Almighty. You saw it with your very own eyes. You even heard it when the lovely Miss Penny there held the microphone up to that extraordinary penis. Could you possibly doubt the accuracy of the title of this show? Yes, indeed, ladies and gentlemen...you've seen for yourself Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick! Go and tell your friends what you've seen and let them come and see for themselves. They'll thank you for sending them to this most amazing show. Thank you for attending our show and have a safe and happy trip home."

Amidst murmurs and laughter, the crowd slowly abandoned their rickety chairs and began to file out the double doors. As the shuffling began, however, Lenny hastened to add, "Oh...and those of you with press passes or backstage passes, please meet our stage hands at the side of the auditorium and they'll escort you backstage to meet the dazzling one himself. There will be some coffee and refreshments in Mr. DeLuca's dressing room while you're allowed to interview him. But, please remember, we have another show in about forty-five minutes. Thank you...and again, thanks for coming." 

Lenny shuffled offstage, leaving the microphone, still drenched in his sweat, cradled in its base. He never even looked back at his "friend" Dominick DeLuca, who was pulling up his Rocky shorts to modestly cover his dazzling member. Penny hadn't been given any instructions to either leave the stage or remain, so she stood alongside Dom as he lifted his striped shorts up, letting his penis shrink back to normal before confining it within that shiny red material. Penny simply stood there and watched, somewhat saddened to see that magnificent tool hidden away. 

When he'd gotten his shorts all the way up, Dom looked over at Penny, and said with a smirk, "Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to help me pull up my shorts?"

"Oh, very funny, Dom," she replied with a grin of her own, "not only do you have a talented dong, but you're obviously a comedian as well."

Before he could reply, two stage hands scurried over to them, one of whom touched Penny's arm to get her attention. When she looked at him, he said, "Sorry, miss...you have to leave now." Looking at his fellow stage hand, he stated, "I can handle this, Bob. You wanna take care of the lights?" Bob gave a friendly salute and sauntered off.

It was at that point that Lorraine reentered the picture, coming up on stage brandishing the press/backstage passes. She walked directly up to the stage hand and waved them under his nose as if his nose needed fanning. His eyes got wide and tried to focus on the rapidly moving stubs. Finally, his hand caught the motion blurred tickets and he was able to focus on them.

"Oh," he said, "press. Okay, well, then, stay with me for a minute. After Mr. DeLuca goes to his dressing room and has a chance to get comfortable, I'll take you back and you can join him there." He looked at Dom and asked politely, "Mr. DeLuca...will five minutes be okay?"

"Sure, Herm, five minutes is fine." He turned to leave, but then stopped and looked back. With a smile that showed perfect teeth, he said to Herm, "But watch out for that one," - indicating Penny - "she has a pair of roving hands." He winked at Penny, then turned and headed backstage. Lorraine had gotten wet just looking at that handsome smile.

"Okay, ladies," Herm said, "we'll head back in just a few minutes." He looked around. "Guess you're the only backstage passes on this set. Lucky you, ladies...you'll have Mr. DeLuca all to yourselves." His smile was friendly, with no hint of suggestion. It was Lorraine and Penny whose minds were racing.

After a few minutes, the overhead spotlight clicked off, leaving the room in dim light, most of which filtered through the curtains from backstage. Herm said congenially, "Okay, guess that's our cue to head backstage. Come on with me, ladies." His pace was jaunty. He lternately hummed and whistled tunes that neither Lorraine nor Penny remotely recognized. A friendly little man just doing his job as jovially as he could.

Several winding, turning hallways later, Herm stopped in front of a door. The two women almost laughed at the star on the face of it. Herm knocked loudly three times, shouting, "Mr. DeLuca....the two press ladies to see you. Are you ready for them?" A muffled reply that apparently only Herm understood came from within. "He's ready for you, ladies," the kindly stage hand said, adding quickly, "But, please, ladies, we can only give you about fifteen minutes of Mr. DeLuca's time. He does have another show to prepare for." With that, the happy Herm sauntered off to perform other stage hand duties.

"Prepare for?" Lorraine couldn't help asking bemusedly, "What's he got to do, recharge his cock's battery or something?" The two nervous women laughed into their hands, not wanting to be heard. It was as they were stooped over laughing that the door opened. There, in a silk bathrobe - and nothing else - was the dazzling one himself, smiling and waving his hand to show them in. Their laughter stopped short as each of them fondled his entire robed body with their eyes.

"And you," he said to Penny, "keep your hands to yourself." Then he thought about it and added, "Well, for now, anyway." He winked, and smiled a smile that made Lorraine nearly drool. She and Penny walked into the tiny dressing room as if they were naughty children getting away with a particularly good prank. They were almost holding their breaths, too, seemingly afraid to breathe lest the magic of the moment be dispelled.

"Well," Dom said, "it's not much, but, hey, I'm not Brad Pitt or George Clooney. I'm just a guy who shows off his dick." His smile wasn't wistful or sad, but serene, calm...as if he fully accepted his lot in life. When the two women didn't smile right away, he laughed and said, "C'mon, ladies, lighten up! Trust me, this isn't the job that pays my bills, y'know. Hell, I'd be homeless if that was the case. No, I just do this for a little extra cash...for things I want, y'know?. And, hell, it's just plain fun, too. So, c'mon...smile, will you?"

Penny and Lorraine looked at each other and giggled. But when Lorraine looked back at Dom, she saw his eyes, bright and twinkling, locked on Penny. Looking back at Penny, she saw that twinkle returned. If she had created a monster, it was apparent that Mr. DeLuca was fond of monsters...and monsters apparently liked him.

Lorraine was beginning to feel like a fifth wheel. It was obvious that Dom and Penny were smitten with each other. Whether it was just a case of them having the hots for each other, or a deeper attraction, she didn't know. In either case, she realized she just might be in the way of something good for Penny. Thinking fast, she came up with a reason to excuse herself. Normally, she wouldn't even think of leaving her friend with a strange man, but something about Dom said he wasn't a hound dog sniffing for pussy. Yes, he was sexy and seemed very confident (and why shouldn't he be?), but he didn't seem the type to jump Penny for the sake of a quick score. No, she thought, something deeper seemed to be at work here. It was time for her to discreetly leave them to each other.

"Oh, no," Lorraine sighed, "I forgot... I'm supposed to meet Brad at the pizzeria for dinner tonight. He's expecting me in..." She looked at her watch, "Oh my God....thirty minutes! Penny, do you mind if I cut out on you and let you interview Dom by yourself?" As she said this, she was already heading for the door.

"What?!" Penny exclaimed, eyes wide, "What are you talking about? Brad is...." Her words were cut short as Lorraine's strong fingers latched onto her arm and gripped it, tugging her along with her to the door. When she had Penny near the door, away from Dom, she whispered to her.

"Penny, dear, it's clear that that hunk of a man is very interested in you. And you're likewise inclined. Don't even begin to deny it. The way you two smile and look at each other, something very hot is brewing here. I'm not sure exactly what it is, but I'm going to give you the time to find that out...all by yourself. I'm definitely not needed here. Now, I'm going to leave and let you see what develops. I'll call you later tonight and you give me any juicy details, okay?"

"Lorraine," Penny protested, "you got me into this in the first place. Don't you dare cut out on me!"

"Oh, Penny...look at that handsome stud over there. Look at the way he looks at you. Trust me, hon...you are gonna thank me for this. Now, you get over there and give that man the interview of his life." She laughed quietly, holding her friend's hand tightly. Her eyes told Penny that she meant it...she was leaving. And inside, Penny was smiling and silently thanking her already. The internal smile slowly became an external one, as she grinned at her friend. Looking into each others' eyes, they knew this was right. With no further resistance from Penny, Lorraine turned to Dom, gave him a final farewell wave, and left, giving her friend a kiss on the cheek and a quick wink as she opened the door.

When the door closed behind Lorraine, Penny felt suddenly alone. Her old persona fought to reclaim her. But Dom's voice kept that old personality at bay. "So," he said, "what kind of interview will this be?"

Penny turned and looked at him. He sat on a small sofa on the far side of the tiny room, his robe opened teasingly almost up to his waist, and equally open above the waist. His strong legs were almost completely exposed, as was most of his manly chest. Penny caught herself sighing, trying to come up with questions to ask him for her underground tabloid.

She slowly walked to a surprisingly plush chair sitting perpendicular to the sofa, the arms of the two almost touching. She sat, her eyes still taking him in. From her purse she fumbled forth a small notebook and a pen. One part of her was damning her friend for getting her into this, forcing her to try to think of questions to ask a man who brazenly showed his penis to gawking onlookers, while another part of her was so excited it was creating a boatload of prurient questions with rapid-fire precision and skill. She could feel herself sweat when Dom leaned forward on the sofa and his silky robe opened still further.

"Of course," he said, "we could always say screw the interview, and we could just talk...get to know each other." Somehow, "get to know each other" sounded like more.

Penny's heart raced. She opened her mouth to speak. But before the words could come out, Dom was already continuing, "Or," he suggested, "I could bring you into the back room and let you fondle any part of me you like for as long as you like. But, of course, fair is fair. You'd have to let me fondle any part of you that I like in return."

His face showed no arrogance. His smile was pleasant and sincere, not smug. His eyes again twinkled their brilliant blue. Penny had the sudden urge to rip off her dress and fling herself on top of him, sucking on his mouth like a hungry squid capturing its prey.

"Why don't you come sit by me," Dom said, waking her from her squid fantasy. "C'mon....I don't bite...unless you want me to," he smiled warmly.

Penny, against everything her old persona had ever held dear, got up and slowly walked over to him. When she got close enough to the sofa to turn and sit on it, Dom's hand captured hers. She stopped and looked down at his hand on hers. Then she looked up into his eyes. They were searching eyes, looking deeply into hers.

Dom pulled her toward him. She didn't resist. Her free hand, the one holding the notebook and pen, seemed to get weak, dropping both objects. Dom reached up and grasped that now empty hand with his. She stood there directly in front of him, her eyes looking down into his, his two hands holding hers. After a few moments, a smile crossed his face. Penny became lost in that smile and those twinkling blue eyes. She never noticed it when Dom's hands released hers and circled around behind her. The next thing she felt was his hands slowly gliding up the backs of her thighs, lifting her skirt as they went.

Dom's hands were moving very slowly, and she had plenty of time to reach back and stop their progress. Instead, she continued to look deeply into his blue eyes...and then she returned his smile.

Looking up at her, Dom's smile widened as his hands reached her soft bottom. Still she didn't resist. His hands lightly caressed her behind, somewhat disappointed in finding panties there. He lightly squeezed her cheeks. Since neither her body nor her eyes were giving him the slightest resistance, his hands became bolder. His fingers worked their way under the leg bands of the panties and moved upward, caressing and fondling her buttocks.

"Fair's fair," was all he said, his smile warm and disarming. A smoldering passion was beginning to roil behind those blue eyes. His hands explored her bottom brazenly...as brazenly as her hands had explored his earlier.

"Yes," Penny replied, her voice trailing off into a barely audible sigh, "fair is fair." She felt a slight twinge of fear as she realized that if his hands explored lower, or even brushed the crotch of her panties, he'd know without the slightest doubt how turned on she was. Her quickly heating brain wrestled with that thought, unsure of whether it might be a good or bad thing. In the end, she let it go. She simply stood there with her eyes closed and let Dom fondle her bottom at will.

It wasn't long before Dom's hands sought more treasure. With her eyes still closed, Penny felt his hands slip back out the legbands of her panties and then slide themselves beneath the waistband. As his hands once again worked themselves toward her smooth ass, they slowly worked the panties down her hips. Penny's sigh was very audible now, and emboldened Dom to continue on this erotic path.

Dom slowly and inexorably lowered Penny's panties, working from back to sides to front, steadily downward, over her hips and about halfway down her thighs. With her panties at about mid thigh, his hands once again attached themselves to her now very warm globes. With the panties out of the way, his hands enjoyed themselves immensely, squeezing and rubbing, kneading Penny's ass. By now, Penny was standing there in front of him quivering with desire, her hands having found his muscled shoulders, her eyes shut, her face tilted upward, her sighs coming in long, unbroken chains. Her hands were squeezing his shoulders as his were playing with her behind.

"You have an incredible ass, Penny. Soft, smooth...just wonderful to touch."

Penny didn't reply. Dom didn't expect or need one. His rhetorical statement seemed to herald a new phase in the proceedings, as Dom's hands left warm cheeks to return to the process of removing Penny's panties. He slid them down her legs, all the way to the floor. Penny stepped out of them. When the heel of her left shoe caught in the panties and hindered the flow of these erotic events, it was Penny who had little patience for it. Taking matters once again into her own hands, she enthusiastically kicked off the annoying shoe, sending shoe and panties sailing off across the room. Dom was caught by surprise, and looked up at her. She smiled sheepishly and was a bit embarrassed. Nonetheless, she slipped out of the other shoe...though with considerably more calm. Their smiles seemed to meet each other in midair and embrace. Now, having removed Penny's panties, Dom slowly stood up in front of her. He looked at her pretty face, once again searching, still seeking permission, even though Penny's impatient shoe and panty dismissal was a dead giveaway of her feelings and desires.

Then their eyes locked, burning into each other. Suddenly, Dom reached out and held her by the shoulders. He pulled her close to him, his eyes taking in every inch of her face. Then those eyes returned to hers, briefly, before they roamed downward, looking hungrily at her slightly parted lips. 

"Now," he asked, more a sigh than a whisper, "any questions you want to ask me, Miss press reporter?" Before she could reply, he was brushing his lips lightly against hers. His warm breath washed over her face, and she could tell he wanted not just to kiss her, but to devour her mouth with his. She turned her head up slightly, enough to present her mouth to him for the taking. And take it he did.




Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick



His lips caressed hers at first, soft lips caressing soft lips. Then he lightly kissed first upper, then lower lips. The suspense was killing her, and her breathing was getting almost as erratic as her heartbeat. Then Dom sucked gently on her lips, savoring their sweetness. When she sighed and closed her eyes, Dom began to kiss her in earnest. His lips roamed all over her mouth, becoming hungrier with each pressing of lips on lips. Finally, his kisses became hot, passionate...and Penny's mouth opened, inviting him in.

He mashed his mouth against hers, their tongues searching, probing each other. Dom's arms circled her behind her chest, and hers wrapped about his neck. Their bodies pressed together in erotic embrace, and their kisses seared white hot with passion and desire. Before long they were lost in long, deep kissing. Their kisses burned hot and deep for quite some time there in that tiny dressing room.

Eventually, Dom pulled back, looking into Penny's eyes. He sought something from them...her permission once again. Such a gentleman, she thought. An incredible hunk of passionate man, yet still a gentleman. Her eyes flashed back total acceptance of him and his desires. Indeed, her eyes mirrored the desire in his. Total permission had been given. He smiled. Penny returned the smile. They communicated with their eyes. Both wanted the same thing. Both needed the same thing...each other.

Suddenly, Dom reached below Penny's thighs, wrapping his arm under them. His other arm remained around her back, and he stood back up, lifting her effortlessly as he did. Holding her in his arms, he looked one last time into her eyes to be certain Seeing once again what he needed to see, he carried her off to what appeared to be a back room (a back room Penny hadn't even known existed until that moment), his heart pounding in his chest. Penny grabbed his face and kissed him deeply as he carried her. Although the outer door was closed and locked, Dom kicked the bedroom door closed anyway.

A pair of shoes, one of which still clung to soft panties, a notebook, and a pen, all waited patiently for Penny's eventual return. If not for Dom's impending next show, those items might have had a very long wait, indeed.

Whisked into darkness, Penny continued to kiss Dom with burning desire. Her lips, and his, almost hissed with the heat of their growing passion. Dom, continuing to kiss her ardently, carried her through the completely darkened room, deftly skirting about objects in the blackness.

Penny felt an instant of weightlessness as Dom released her, and she fell downward. Her mind, still absorbed along with her lips in the act of kissing him, registered her falling through the air as a gentle floating sensation. She landed with a soft "whump", fresh smelling sheets sighing up around her, caressing her as the mattress she landed on yielded to her plummeting weight and seemed to try to suck her into it's enveloping softness. The landing momentarily took her breath away from her...what little hadn't already been stolen by Dom's kisses.

Across the room, a light clicked into existence, bathing the entire room in soft, blue-white hues. It made the small, cozy room seem surreal...cool....soothing. Apart from her pounding heart, every other inch of Penny's body was calm and relaxed. If you'd seen her lying there, you'd never have guess her heart was racing, her blood pumping and her brain screeching ahead erotically at Mach three.

In the cool blue lighting Dom approached the bed. He stood alongside it, looking down at Penny. His blue eyes seemed even more coolly intense in the surreal light. Penny could see his smile clearly beneath those dancing eyes. With just a touch of nervousness, she made a comment that she almost immediately wished she hadn't made.

"Wow...subdued blue lighting. I take it you bring lots of women into your love nest, don't you, Dom?"

His smile never wavered as he replied, "Penny, I swear I'm not that kind of guy. Yeah, I've had my share of women, but I don't lure them here to sleep with me. I don't use my stage act to get laid every day. That's not what I'm about. And if you give me the chance, I think I can prove to you I'm not some lecherous creep."

Yes, Penny regretted her remark. Something told her that Dom was a completely honest man, warm and tender and loving. Although handsome and virile, he wasn't a lady's man...not a womanizer at any rate. There was a deep gentleness to him that turned her on more than any muscles, any sexy smile, any strong embrace ever could. The big plus for Penny, however, was that Dom had all of those things, too...in great abundance. It both calmed and excited her that what was about to happen with Dom wasn't just shallow sex (though she would not have run from that either with this man), but something deeper...two strangers connecting both physically and emotionally.

Slowly, Dom removed his robe. There was just enough light for Penny to see his naked form slowly revealing itself for her admiring eyes once more. But this time she knew that it wasn't just a stage show...it was for real. She would be exploring him and he would be exploring her. If he was even one-tenth the lover she imagined him to be, she was in for something delicious...lovemaking on a cosmic scale.

Penny started to sit up, to remove her blouse and skirt. "No," Dom said simply, reaching out to run the tip of his finger along her lips. She stopped and looked up at him, waiting. Her mouth opened slightly to let his finger enter it ever so slightly. That modestly probing finger moved slowly from side to side between her parted lips. She allowed her tongue to catch the tip of it as it moved along...and imagined it was a far larger, thicker part of him working its way into her mouth.

Still rubbing his finger along her lips, concentrating on the lower one, Dom got on the bed on his knees, straddling Penny's thighs. He finally removed his finger from her lips so his hand could join the other in removing her blouse. As he slowly unbuttoned it, Penny felt an electric jolt between her legs as she realized that his magnificent penis was laying softly on her skirt near her right inner thigh. That, plus his strong hands slowly unbuttoning her blouse, made her next few breaths sputter and skip.

Fingers working from button to button, Dom leaned down to again kiss Penny's inviting mouth. She reached up and grabbed the back of his head with both hands, pulling him to her, kissing him deeply. Dom pulled away only after several intense kisses, and only so that he could slowly remove her blouse from her slightly shivering shoulders. Having unbuttoned it completely, he smiled at her as he gently worked it over her shoulders.

His hands then slid Penny's blouse down her arms, releasing it to float softly to the bed, and then returned in one fluid motion to unclasp her bra. He bent again...kissed her...and the bra was gone. Penny never felt it leave her body, and never saw what Dom did with it. It had simply vanished. In the place of the cups, Dom's warm hands fondled soft breasts, and Penny tilted her head back and sighed.

Again Dom's mouth captured Penny's and explored with passion. Penny returned the favor. As they kissed, Dom was slowly forcing her downward onto the soft mattress. She yielded without the slightest struggle. Once on her back, Penny felt Dom's lips leaving hers to explore downward, first her neck and shoulders, then to her newly uncovered breasts. She sighed as she felt his hot mouth encircling first one nipple, then the other. Her entire body crackled with electricity and she again grabbed his head, holding that wonderful mouth on her nipples...not wanting to let it escape.

As his mouth fully roamed and savored Penny's soft globes and pouting nipples, Dom's hand sought and found the tiny zipper at the side of her skirt. It was simple work to unzip it, but removing the skirt itself required Penny's assistance, as she was laying on it. But Penny's subconscious knew what was unfolding at her hips even if her conscious mind wasn't aware of it. While Dom's mouth devoured her appreciative breasts and sent her mind reeling skyward, unconsciously she lifted her hips off the mattress and allowed Dom's hands to remove her skirt. He worked it down her thighs as far as he could, but eventually had to sit up to completely remove it. Penny, glassy eyed and reaching for him, only vaguely knew her skirt was gone, off in limbo with her missing bra.

Having disrobed her, Dom now lay down beside her, his hands caressing her naked form. They roamed at will over every possible inch of her. Penny only grabbed Dom's head, her lips seeking the burning fire of his. Their warm bodies fused just as completely as their lips, and eventually Penny's hands explored as much as Dom's. Mouths raptured each other while two pairs of hands roamed and fondled anything they could touch. Two panting, squirming bodies groped and kissed and touched...and the loving began in earnest.

Penny's hands eventually found their way once again to Dom's buttocks. Eight fingers and two thumbs reveled in the slightly yielding firmness of his cheeks. That, coupled with Dom's wandering mouth, had Penny wet and yearning. And then her mind returned to that wonderful, dazzling dick. One hand couldn't bare to leave his fantastic bottom, but the other boldly searched for, and found, that swollen shaft. 

When she grabbed his penis it felt so warm, so vibrant...so alive. She fondled it gleefully as if it were an old friend. In truth, it's every inch was familiar to her, and she stroked and squeezed it relentlessly. Dom happened to be kissing her left hip as she stroked him, and his warm sigh bathed her hip. 

Penny couldn't take it anymore. Her hands had enjoyed his cock on and off all throughout the evening, but her mouth was sending "I want" signals to her brain with heated urgency. The thought of tasting his incredible tool was turning her mind to so much liquefying Jell-O. And her mouth would not be denied.

With a willfulness that surprised her, Penny rolled Dom over onto his back, his mouth still sucking at her belly. In one seamless motion, she repositioned herself with her head at his groin, straddling him at first, then sitting on his chest for the sake of comfort. Her mouth plunged downward and began immediately savoring dazzling cock flesh.

Driven by lust, Penny's mouth licked and sucked at will on Dom's throbbing erection. To Penny's unending jubilation, that erect muscle was at least a foot long already, and threatening to grow still further. She gobbled it hungrily...needily. She'd had to suppress her urge to suck it onstage, but now it was all hers...and she intended to devour it until it exploded and shrank back to it's meager, flaccid six inches. Finally, it was hers to dine on voraciously until it fed her its life-giving juices.

Straddling and sitting on Dom's chest, Penny sucked away at him, licking his shaft like an ice cream cone, kissing every inch of it, sucking the head, licking the slit, fondling his testicles...even burrowing her head between his thighs to lick that full sack, too. From his prone position all Dom could see was the lovely ass he'd fondled only a short time earlier, and the back of the bobbing head of the enthusiastic Penny. He smiled broadly at both visions...and his hands happily returned to fondling her soft cheeks.

But looking at that bottom just wasn't enough. Dom's eyes followed that enticing cleavage downward, to the soft wet center of this incredible woman. He grabbed her hips and lifted her upward a few inches, tilting his head to one side and grinning as he admired the pink, fleshy flower between her silky thighs. Her sex glistened with her arousal, and with each passing second looked more and more succulent to the smitten Dom.

When it got to be too much for him, Dom grabbed Penny's hips firmly and began to pull her back to his hungry mouth. Again subconsciously, Penny's brain registered his intentions and she walked backward on her knees to aid him in his quest for her treasure. 

Her steaming love nest now needing some kind of direct stimulation, Penny didn't wait for Dom to pull her flower to his lips. Somehow knowing exactly when she was directly over his open mouth and yearning tongue, she wasted no time in lowering herself down onto that eager opening. And Dom was ready for it.

When his face was surrounded by Penny's thighs and smothered under her burning bush, Dom suddenly felt his nose, lips and cheeks bathed in warmth...heat. It was as if her soft, moist core was indeed on fire...and he was drawn to its heat. His hands grabbed her bottom above her cheeks near her tailbone and pulled her tightly to him. He nuzzled in her burning wetness, sighing and moaning just from the feel and scent of it. He sucked at it as hungrily as Penny was sucking between his trembling thighs.

Two mouths were licking and sucking now, each with equal urgency. Lips sucked, tongues licked and probed. Fingers explored, fondled, squeezed, entered. When their mouths weren't occupied directly, they were sighing and moaning their pleasure...both in giving and receiving.

Penny's hunger became overwhelming. One hand grabbed Dom's shaft firmly, holding it steady for her diving mouth. As her stretched mouth took in all of his thickness and most of his length, her free hand found its way to his tightened sack. Her fingers played with it...fingertips alternately grazing the soft skin and hair oh so lightly and then squeezing his sack as they gently but firmly kneaded it. Dom was rapidly reaching liftoff.

The imminent explosion rumbling in his groin created an even greater desire and urgency in Dom's already active lips and tongue. His face burrowed between Penny's thighs relentlessly, his mouth trying desperately to reach the center of her being. His lips and cheeks moved from side to side and in circles, moving every soft, fleshy fold out of the way, opening her burning chasm to his burrowing tongue. His tongue stretched as far as it could, searching for her molten core. It found it....and there it happily licked.

Dom's tongue deep inside her made Penny even more voracious. Her head bobbed up and down, up and down, faster and faster. She breathed solely through her nose now, her mouth too constantly full to aid in this act. Her hot mouth was making Dom go insane, and he started to moan loudly. His tongue licked faster inside her, but when he felt his own orgasm closing in, he knew it was time to give Penny her pleasure as well.

Slipping his tongue out of Penny's steaming cavern, Dom's lips instinctively searched for, and found, her full, swollen clit, red hot with its need for attention. Just as Penny squeezed his testicles and stroked and sucked his pounding erection to the point of climax, Dom surrounded her bulb with his lips and sucked, his tongue flicking hard at it, aggressive and unrelenting.

A shiver went down his spine as his orgasm ripped from inside him, racing through his genitals and spurting into Penny's waiting mouth. He grunted and bucked. Penny sucked and swallowed. And the chill that had begun in his back and raced to his spraying organ now seemed to make a round trip, coursing into Penny and traveling down her back as well...and ending in a gushing, explosive orgasm of her own. His juices rocketed upward to ricochet in Penny's mouth...hers roared like Niagara Falls down between his open lips, bathing his parched throat. Both of them bucked jerkily, their heads firmly between each others legs. They squirmed and moaned together like some great, writhing creature...fused together in sublime ecstasy.

Long minutes passed during which sucking, licking sounds were still heard. Even when their orgasms began to subside, they continued to savor one another, neither inclined to stop. They lapped at each others spilled liquids long after their bodies stopped thrusting and heaving. And when they were totally exhausted, Penny simply lay atop Dom and kissed his still semi-rigid organ, licking up stray droplets of his cum. She never even gave a thought to the fact that she was still mostly sitting on his face, so entranced was she by his incredible cock, and so mellow in her afterglow. It didn't matter, however, because Dom was likewise mesmerized and mellow, meticulously lapping up droplets of her cum from her pouting lips and her glistening, curly carpet.

After a delicious, relaxing eternity of kissing, licking and eventually, fondling each others lower bodies, Dom and Penny rolled apart, Penny rolling onto her back, Dom relaxing his. Still lying opposite to one another, both smiled up at the ceiling. Somehow, their hands met, touched, and clasped each other. Their smiles broadened. They lay there, glowing, holding hands, for quite some time.

Eventually, Dom sat up and looked down at Penny, both still smiling. He turned around so that he could lay next to her. He came up against her back, his front against her...the classic spoon position. He put his arm around her waist and lay behind her, kissing her neck, his lips brushing against the back of her ear. She snuggled against him. 

While both enjoyed this almost as much as the sex itself, Penny eventually noticed something brushing against the back of her thigh. With a smile she realized it was Dom's dazzling dick, once again beginning to inflate. She lifted her thigh so that the growing member plopped down onto the inside of her bottom thigh, and then lowered her upper thigh onto it, capturing it between her thighs. It continued to grow.

As it grew it worked its way upward toward her still drenched sex. Still it felt like a distant, playful pleasure. That is, until it began to vibrate....and Penny's core began to heat up once again.... 

Dom's vibrating penis not only brought about a surging flow of blood to Penny's pussy, but it caused her sensitive inner thighs to quiver pleasantly as well. Just that quickly and easily, her juices began to flow. Humming between her legs, Dom's cock soaked in the growing heat. Dom smiled wickedly, and began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his shaft forward and back between Penny's closed thighs. Penny smiled as she felt the vibrations move from the bottom of her butt cleavage, along her slit, past her intrigued clit and all the way up past her light, soft patch...the vibrating head ending its voyage maybe an inch below her navel.

Back and forth Dom slipped his whirring cock between Penny's legs. With each complete cycle, the pathway became that much more moist, and he deliberately pushed the head more firmly against her flesh. On about the fifth or sixth passage over her slit, the head was penetrating slightly, pushing her silky lips aside as it burrowed it's way between them. Deliberately, he moved it the length of her slit with agonizing slowness...teasing and playing...to Penny's unspoken pleasure. Throughout this vibrating cock play, he kissed her neck, sucked her earlobe and fondled her soft breast and taut nipple. Penny lay motionless, enjoying the slowly building eroticism of his tantalizing ploy.

After playing this teasing game for some five or ten minutes, Dom's nipple-tweaking hand moved from that delightful globe and roamed downward, gliding along her side and over her hips. Reaching her upper thigh, he slid his hand around to grasp the underside of it, just below her buttock, and lifted it upward, spreading her legs as she lay there on her side. She knew in an instant what was coming.

Holding her leg up, Dom was now free to use his vibrating cock to explore Penny's moist treasure more fully. It only took a very slight adjustment of his position for him to place the head of his penis directly between her pouting lips. But, he didn't push it in right away. He enjoyed taunting and teasing...so he just let it play among the soft folds as it hummed quietly. He was rewarded with soft sighs and minute shivers from the lovely Penny, who's eyes were shut, but whose tongue was roaming her lips continuously.




Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick



Finally, Dom began to insert himself into Penny. She was so wet that his cock, even as thick as it had become, was able to penetrate easily, and Penny sighed the entire time he was entering her. He slipped into her about half the length of his throbbing manhood, and then stopped. When Penny moaned, "Oh, don't stop now, Dom," he kissed her shoulder reassuringly and eplied, "I'm not stopping, Penny. I'm just not pushing with my hips. I'm going to let my cock do the rest on its own." Penny's mind immediately trekked backward in time to the exhibition onstage...and she was instantly squirming in anticipation.

Holding his hips perfectly still, Dom used will power alone to make his already formidable member grow significantly...both in length and girth. Still vibrating from head to base, it blossomed inside her. Penny felt it moving along slowly inside her, going deeper into her. Then she felt the results of its growing thickness, as the head grew so much that it was pushing delightfully against the walls of her canal. Between the vibrating, the swelling head, and Dom's own natural throbbing, the mattress beneath Penny was slowly becoming wetter and wetter.

But this wasn't enough for Dom. Inside him, he had the irresistible urge to send Penny into a sexual frenzy, and to give her an incredible, mind blowing orgasm. So, with his penis elongating, thickening, vibrating and throbbing inside her, he decided to add one last touch. Again, with sheer will, he sent mental commands to his cock. This time he got it to rotate in a circular motion, as he had onstage. Around and around it went, it's throbbing and vibrating flesh circling inside Penny. It pressed against all sides of her interior walls, and felt so incredible to her. But the most electrifying part was when it moved so that most of the pressure was against her inner wall behind her awakening clit. It was nothing short of preorgasmic in and of itself. With each passage of his shaft along that special wall, Penny again sighed and trembled. When Dom next willed that plundering shaft to undulate, ripple inside her, the effect soon changed her lip licking into lip chewing.

When Dom felt she was ready, he lowered Penny's leg back down. With his cock so fully and deeply inside her, it was an easy matter for him to remain inside her as he put his arm around her waist and he moved her onto her stomach. He stayed on top of her and once again encircled her waist with his arm, lifting her up onto her knees. She did not resist. With Penny in the classic "doggy" position, Dom leaned forward to fondle her bouncing breasts as he slowly moved his hips behind her. With his dick's many talents, he didn't have to move his hips much at all, and he was able to get firm grips on breasts and nipples.

Dom's incredibly active penis filled Penny as much as she could possibly be filled. It moved about inside her with little or no help whatsoever from Dom's hips. Any movement of his hips was solely a byproduct of his own mounting passion. Every motion, every pleasure, that Penny needed from him was being handled nicely by his cock....all by itself. 

When Dom's passion reached the point where his hips did indeed begin to thrust, it only enhanced what was going on inside Penny. Her moans became louder, and she thrust her hips to meet his. Already both were dripping wet between their legs, and the slapping of Dom's groin against Penny's bottom became distant, erotic music to them....a concerto of love, lust and ecstasy.

Dom reached the breaking point first, and even though his hands weren't needed to stabilize himself inside Penny, he moved them to her hips anyway. He held her hips firm as he slammed his erect cock into her over and over, faster and faster, harder and harder. He slammed against her...she slammed against him. Both were panting and gasping; sighs were impossible at this point.

"Oh, my God, Penny....I'm going to come....I'm going to come!" Dom heaved through clenched teeth.

"Oh, yeah, baby....come for me, Dom...come for me. I want to feel you come inside me," she gasped back at him.

Dom tried to hold back, wanting Penny and himself to come simultaneously...but such was not to be. So irresistible was his passion that he couldn't hold back. With a thrust that pulled his knees off the bed and a howl of release, he came forcefully inside her. Penny loved the feel of the hot liquid spurting into her and she thrust back at him, wanting to prolong his pleasure...wanting to feel that searing fluid filling her again and again.

Even though she didn't orgasm when he did, Penny was perfectly happy with events. It felt so wonderful...so erotic...so hot and decadent. Here was a wonderful man she'd only met maybe an hour ago, and she was letting his incredible manhood spurt over and over again into her most intimate opening. It was enough to make her mind reel. Dom's testicles supplied his ramming penis with a more than ample supply of semen..and his orgasm lasted a long, long time...a delicious eternity for both participants. But, even though Penny came close...for her, climax did not occur.

Dom realized in an instant that only he was climaxing, and Penny, though enjoying herself immensely, was not. His giving ways would not allow this to be. It was against his very nature to take pleasure from a woman without giving it in return. He would not allow it. It was time to unveil another of his cock's many useful talents. He only hoped it wasn't a case of too little, too late.

His orgasm having run its course, Dom's mind regained control of his penis. When he realized that thrusting alone wasn't bringing Penny any closer to climax, he called on his dazzling dick to once again perform a feat of magic.

Penny, exhausted, stopped thrusting. Dom leaned back down and began to fondle her breasts again, kissing and licking her neck and houlders. "Dom, honey...it's okay. Maybe my first orgasm was so explosive that I just need more time. It's okay, really."


"Shh...," he whispered, "I'm not through showing you what my cock can do yet. Don't count me...or yourself...out just yet."

Although she hadn't had an orgasm, and wasn't sure if she was going to, Penny was still thrusting herself lightly against him, as if she wanted to have one badly. She squirmed and wiggled her bottom against him and sighed, signaling her desire to have an orgasm, despite her polite words to the contrary.

It was then that Dom revealed his most secret talent. Kissing her shoulders and neck and fondling her now sensitive breasts, he slowly pulled out of her, letting his cock rotate and vibrate intensely as he removed it from her. He could feel the disappointment in her long, exhaled sigh. And he would not allow that disappointment to last long.

Again he slipped his penis along her slit, lightly probing in her soft flesh, as he'd done what seemed like eons ago. But this time he had a surprise for her. He pushed his vibrating cock slowly along her slit until it found her love button, hot and in need of immediate attention. He rubbed the head of his cock all around that nub, getting his bearings...finding exactly where her clit was. And then his cock performed it's newest trick.

Hands and mouth busy on Penny's upper body, Dom willed his dick to attend to Penny's urgently needy clit. Having encircled that button many times in preparation for this unique talent, and having found it's exact location, the head of Dom's cock...the very tip of it....began to caress that swollen bulb. Just the touch was enough to get Penny's bucking hips moving again, and her lungs thrusting out sighs once more. But, it didn't end there.

Rubbing gently on that burning clit, the tip of Dom's head zeroed in it. His tiny slit came up against her button, pressing against it. Then, that slit opened, just wide enough to take that yearning clit into itself. At first it just sort of played at teasing the edges of her clit, but then the slit circled it fully...and the head of Dom's dazzling dick started to suck on Penny's clit!

With movements akin to the sucking motion of a swimming tropical fish, Dom's penis sucked that hopeful nub. Further up her body, Dom's mouth and hands were doing their best to stimulate her as well, but it was that sucking slit at the tip of his cock that was stoking her furnace now. It was the final stimulation she needed. Without a thought, she went down on one elbow, freeing up one hand to reach down and find that talented cock. She found that the more she stroked the underside of the shaft, the more eagerly the head seemed to suck her clit.

Penny couldn't really understand what exactly was happening...but she knew something miraculous was going on. She knew Dom's hands and mouth were busy on her upper body, so somehow his incredible penis was again doing something awesome...but she was too overcome with lust and desire to ponder it. She just reveled in the sensation at her clit, and left it at that.

Dom's penis grasped her clit in its slit and then again began to rotate, pinching the nub and tugging on it slightly as it twirled around and around in its tiny circular path. The sensation was incredible, and Penny was finally approaching liftoff. It was the dual sensation of her nipples and clit being pulled at the same time that ultimately sent her over the edge. With a shudder and moan, finally, Penny climaxed. Hot liquid bathed Dom's cock as it retained its hold on her button throughout her orgasm. He felt her buck and heave, but his slitted helmet kept sucking and tugging, prolonging Penny's pleasure. Her bucking combined with the lava flow made it difficult for Dom's cock to maintain its hold on her clit, but with great effort of will he was able to do it. Every sigh, moan and shudder from Penny made all the effort worthwhile. For some reason, giving Penny pleasure was more important to him than a lot of other things in his life...and seeing her orgasm intensely like this made his heart swell, not only with pride, but with satisfaction, too. Making Penny happy felt just plain intoxicating!

After her orgasm subsided, Penny lay there on her stomach, her body still shuddering, her thighs quivering. Dom finally eased the tension on his slitted soldier, allowing the tender clit to escape its grasp. He pulled his dripping cock out form its enviable position between her legs. Penny continued to lay there, spasms still wracking her groin and thighs. She gasped for air, but she smiled. Her eyes were glassy, her body covered in sweat.

"My God," she gasped, "Where the hell did THAT come from? You never showed anyone that on stage, did you?"

"Well, now," Dom smirked playfully, "I can't give away ALL my secrets, can I?"

"But, you just gave it away to me. Aren't you afraid I'll give it away to someone else? I am a reporter, after all."

He leaned down and kissed her face, whispering to her, "I had hoped we had something special between us, Penny. I'm hoping this was something more than just meaningless sex. I mean, it was great...but, I find you to be a fascinating woman, and I was hoping for more than that."

She was intrigued now. "More? Such as?"

"Well," he smiled, "why not actually try dating...get to know each other at the very least? Friends, if that's all you want. But I would like you in my life in some way."

Her smile broadened. "Well, I'd certainly like you in my life, too, Dom. You seem so sweet, so caring. A man like you can have any woman he wants....but here you are with me....and wanting more than just sex. Am I dreaming, or is there some catch to all this?"

"No catch," he replied, "I just find you stunning. Your playfulness onstage tonight, that gleam in your eyes, your beautiful smile...that quick wit of yours...there's just so much about you I find intriguing."

"Same here...like, for instance, how can you look so much like Rocky Balboa and not act or sound like him? Or how can you be so gorgeous and so sweet and sensitive at the same time? You, sir, are a conundrum."

"Oooh..conundrum...a big, fancy writer's word," he laughed, "But in all fairness, I'm a lot taller than Rocky Balboa, aren't I?"

"Yes, you are," Penny sighed, "yes, you are."

Penny and Dom smiled at each other. Dom lay down next to her, and they just stared into each others eyes for several minutes. Fingers lightly stroked and eyes peered into eyes. Dom stroked Penny's cheek and leaned into her, kissing her lightly on the lips. She reached for him. They began to kiss again.

Just as tongues were beginning to come into play, a distant knock was heard. It was on the outer door, but could be heard clearly through the closed bedroom door.

"C'mon, Dom...gettin' close to showtime. Don't wanna keep the customers waiting, y'know. I'll bet some chicks wanna feel that dazzler of yours again, so c'mon. Five minutes, okay? Hey, you got rid of those reporter ladies, right? Gave them a good interview, I hope...the show could sure use the publicity. I sure hope you treated those ladies good." A pause, and then, "Okay, guy...five minutes....your public awaits, m'man. Don't be late."

Good ol' Lenny, Dom thought. He'd wet himself if he knew just how good Dom did treat the lady reporters...well, one of them, anyway. Penny's only thought was whether or not Lenny had tried the outer doorknob...and whether he'd left it covered in sweat. She shivered at the thought.

"Well," Dom sighed, "you heard Lenny...my public awaits."

"You go do your show," Penny smiled, hurrying to find her clothes, "I can probably find my way out."

Dom strode across the room and flicked yet another switch, which bathed the room in standard yellow light. Both of them rushed to find their clothing, Penny to find her wayward skirt and bra, and her panties and shoes in the other room, and Dom to find a clean pair of Rocky boxer shorts. It was all he really needed. One last stop to retrieve her purse, pen and notebook, and Penny was good to go.

Rushing to the door, they stopped just inside it before opening it. Dom pulled Penny to him and kissed her hard on the mouth. He sighed when he finally let her go. Penny felt much more than lust in that kiss, and it made her sigh too. 

Dom opened the door without the slightest hesitation or worry about prying eyes. Penny was shocked, thinking Dom would want to sneak her out. She balked before approaching the door. Dom gave her a puzzled look.

"Well," she whispered, "don't you want to check to see if Lenny's still out there?"

"Why?" Dom answered in a normal tone of voice, "Why should I care if Lenny sees you or not? I'm not trying to hide you. Right now, you're a friend of mine, Penny...hopefully, soon to be more than that. And Lenny has no say in who I.....date......or.....care about." The words struck at Penny's core. She saw that Dom, with his muscular physique and gorgeous looks, who could have any woman on the planet...was blushing. In that warm instant she felt special, and knew that Dom was special too...special to her at any rate.

Dom took her hand and ushered her out the door. When he closed the door and locked it, he turned around and again reached for Penny's hand. As he looked down at her, searching her eyes once again, he took her other hand in his as well. He smiled broadly at her and sighed, "You are really something, Penny the reporter."

"As are you, Dom of the Dazzling Dick," she smiled.

"Would you give me the honor of joining me for lunch tomorrow? Or am I taking things too fast here?"

"Not at all, Dom...I'd like that. I'd like that very much."

"Wonderful," he said, as if he was relieved she consented. And then he added, "Oh, and I'm sorry this all seemed so tawdry...you know...sex in my dressing room and then having to leave. I promise you, it's not the way it must seem. I do like you, and this wasn't just all about the sex..I swear..."

"I know, Dom," she smiled at his apparent discomfort with the way things appeared. She almost chuckled at his obvious sincerity. "I can tell you're a really nice guy. I'll meet you out front for lunch tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Yes," he said, his eyes lighting up, "that would be great. Does noon sound okay?"

"Yes, that'll be perfect. See you then, Dom," she replied, turning to leave, her whole body tingling with anticipation.

"Oh," she added, stopping short and turning back to Dom, "and I'll be sure to give your show a fantastic review. You'll have to rent a bigger auditorium for your show in order to keep from turning customers away." She winked at Dom, and he winked back. As she once again turned to leave, Penny wondered just how she was going to accomplish her boast...but in the back of her mind she was sure her newfound persona would come up with a way. Confidence brimmed within her for the first time that she could ever remember. It felt good...very good. Hell, she might even try dumping the shit rag she worked for and become a real journalist!

Thanks to the best friend ever, Lorraine, the old Penny was gone for good. Long live the Frankenstein monster!

End

"Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick" copyright Bacomicfan/Mike, July 2002