2 comments/ 35436 views/ 8 favorites Maggie's Audition By: Sandman8314 Lily was bright and eager. She almost bubbled over. "Look at this, Mag. They're holding auditions for a real Hollywood movie right here in town. They want more than one girl. We can try out together" She practically shoved the tabloid paper against my nose. She had circled the ad in bright yellow highlighter: "Motion picture audition. One day only. Casting two female roles. Single women only." "Lily, do you know what this means? 'Single only.' It's an X-rated film. A porn flick." "Oh. I didn't realize . . . . Well, it's one way to break into actressing. I don't mind getting laid if I can get in the movies. Getting laid is good, right by itself." "Hell, why not? I'm a three-year virgin, ever since Rod's been gone. My pussy is so empty it hurts." "Well, the audition is tomorrow afternoon. I'll pick you up for lunch and we'll go from there." The address was a second-rate hotel in an older part of town. Third floor, room 321, the ad said. The elevator was slow, creaky, and not too clean. The carpets on the third floor were threadbare and smelled musty. Lily knocked excitedly on the door of Room 321. "I hope, I hope we get the parts in the movie. Oh, Maggie, just think about flying out to Hollywood and being in a movie!" A pleasant looking man opened the door. His hair was brown and wavy, and his face looked as if it had smiled much. "Come in, ladies. Just sign in here." He shut the door behind us. "This will take at least an hour, maybe more, so just relax and make yourselves comfortable. You can call me Bill. And this is Rod." "Hello, Rod. The same name as my ex, the rotten bastard." Rod mumbled a kind of hello without further comment. Lily and I both wrote our names on Bill's clipboard. Bill was the leader, the spokesman. "Now ladies, just so we are clear, this project is an adult film." He paused and waited for a reaction from either of us. I didn't have anything to say. Lily smiled. Bill went on, "We have to see if you can be genuine in sex activity with a camera and a crew watching. Not many women, or men, can do that, actually have sex on demand. It's acting first; the sex is secondary. Rod will be working with you." Rod stepped out of his shoes and stripped off his jeans. He wasn't wearing any underwear. He had a huge schlong. It looked about a foot long, and it was thicker than my wrist His foreskin was uncut. It covered his glans completely. I envisioned that hood peeling back and the head of his dick emerging from hiding. The mental picture was exciting and a bit frightening. He was going to put that thing in me. He was going to fuck me with it. I started to feel weak. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. "Uh, Bill . . . ," I began. "I know," he said. "All the girls start out feeling the same way. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. But . . . ." Now he was more serious, all business. "This is a fuck film. Everybody in the movie gets fucked." He didn't seem to put any extra stress on the word fucked. But it rang in my ears, working on my mental state. Bill went on, "If you want to be in this movie, you'll have to get fucked, both of you. And we need to see if you can fuck convincingly in front of the camera, and let the camera see that you truly enjoy getting fucked." Fucked. Fuck. Fucked. The repetition of the word began to work on my mind. It started to sound no less offensive than, say, 'work,' or 'walk,' or any other everyday activity. Lily's eyes grew bright, and she squirmed. "Getting fucked," she said. "Fucked in front of the camera." She was almost singing. "I can do that. I can fuck for the camera." She was really eager. She was going to start her acting career by fucking. I looked at Rod's dong again. He size and girth of the thing was truly impressive. Just looking at it made my pussy start to itch, and I felt moisture building inside me. I could hardly believe the mere thought of Rod fucking me with that giant cock was making me hot. "So, girls," said Bill, "who wants to be first to show off her talent?" We were no longer 'ladies.' We had become 'girls.' Aroused as I was, and feeling my pussy growing moist, I was still unconvinced and more than a little reluctant. Here we were, two women locked into a sleazy hotel room with two strange men we'd never seen until this afternoon. But Lily didn't hesitate a second. She whipped her dress off over her head and plumped herself down on the bed. She hadn't been wearing a bra or panties. Her sudden nakedness was a bit of a surprise. She bounced and sparkled with anticipation. Her tits bounced. "Okay, I'm ready," she trilled, "Fuck me." Her young body was ripe and luscious: C-cup breasts, narrow waist, nice wide hips and a smooth round bottom. I thought, Any man would give his eye teeth to have sex with her. "Easy, girlie," said Bill. "Not quite yet. First we have to film the interview. We'll do you one at a time. Rod, roll tape." He hit a switch and the floodlight shone on Lily. "Now, Miss Lily, introduce yourself." She was slightly less eager now, but she cranked herself up and went for it. "I'm Lily Morton. I'm twenty-two and I'm going to be an actress. I'm 38-28-39. I like pizza and kitties and men. I'll do blowjobs, and I'll swallow a guy's come if I have to, but I don't like being fucked up the ass." She was startlingly frank. My turn was next. I was still reluctant, and I took my time in removing my shoes, my shirt, my skirt, my bra, and finally my panties. As I sat on the bed with the bright light on me, I felt exposed and almost guilty—of what I wasn't quite sure. "I'm Maggie Benson. No, scratch that. I'm not married any more, I'm Maggie Fuller." Behind the camera I could see Bill smile at that, the first time he had smiled since we came through the door. "Good," Bill said. "Okay, now. I think we should take Maggie first. If you'll just sit on this bed here and take off your clothes." This was the point of no return. I had to go for it or back out. But I had come this far, and I hadn't had a dick in my cunt for more than three years. This was it. I was in. Rod pumped his cock a few times, and it hardened and swelled. As I had pictured earlier, the big bulbous head pushed its way out of the foreskin. It was truly gigantic. I felt a thrill of fear at the thought of his jamming that big damned pole into me. The shaft was changing color and the veins stood out. He leaned over me, holding my arms down hard against the mattress above my head. He pressed the huge purpled head of his prick against the lips of my pussy. I was fully wet in my cunt now, but fearful. I said, "Now wait . . . ." Lily crouched on the bed beside me. "It'll be okay," she crooned. "You'll see." She grasped Rod's tool. Her delicate little fingers couldn't reach around the thickness of that tremendous shaft. "Here," she said. "Let me." She pushed him aside and put her mouth on my pussy. She parted my pubic hair and trust her tongue in me. She found my clit with her fingers and played it like a banjo string as she slurped and drooled into my cunt. She really brought my vaginal juices down. I was wet and oozing pussy juice. Meanwhile, Rod had been rubbing his rod up and down her back as she worked me over. He got behind her and rubbed his dong up and down the crack between her butt cheeks. She squirmed and wriggled, pushing her butt back against his tool. Then she reached around behind her, got hold of his cock again, and rubbed the head of it up and down my now-flowing slit. She parted my pussy hair and twiddled my clit as she rubbed him against me. She gripped his dick and shoved the head of it about an inch into me. Okay, go!" she sang. "Fuck her, Roddy boy! Fuck Maggie! Fuck her!" Rod bunched his butt muscles and pressed his dick into me. Only another inch or so, but it hurt. The pain was intense. I thought he would tear me in half. He eased another inch into me. "Yeow!" I yelled. "I can't take it. I can't take your dick. You're too big for me. You're too big for any woman." "Relax, Honey." He really was being slow and gentle. It was only the huge size of his pecker that was giving me pain. "I'm a professional fucker. I fuck for a living. I know what I'm doing. I've fucked hundreds of women, most of them with tighter cunts than you. Just relax and let yourself go." It was true that I hadn't been screwed for more than three years. And I had never had children. I just wasn't flexible enough yet. Rod was still working his tool deeper in me, but the pain was subsiding and my pussy was beginning to tingle. Pain and pleasure in equal parts. Damn! It was like being a virgin all over again. Second time virgin, I thought. Maybe I'll bleed virgin's blood again. Rod was good at his job. He was slow and gentle, and he worked that big thing deep into my snatch. I was so long that he couldn't get his full length into me, but I felt him bump against my cervix. That feeling turned me on, and I became eager for fucking. I shoved my hips up to give him more leverage, and he went to work. Once my cunt was 'broken in again,' so to speak, I found I could enjoy it. Rod began to fuck me slowly, drawing halfway out and sliding slowly in again. He inched his prick into me in tiny jerking motions, time and time again. By now I could take the girth of his fat, thick prick, and he sensed that. He began a rhythmic motion that drove me into sheer pleasure. I wanted him! And I wanted him to fuck me into oblivion. Within minutes I was at the brink of orgasm. Then he paused and stayed motionless for a full minute or more. He held me there with the tiniest motions of his tool against my throbbing clitoris, trembling on the cusp of a gigantic climax. Then he plunged into me in one hard rush, and I exploded. It was a shattering climax. I was shaking like a leaf in the wind. I felt like a real woman again. A really fucked and ravished woman. I was flooded with gratitude and desire, and I was ready for him to fuck me again. But as he pulled out of my flowing cunt, I saw that his prick was still hard, erect and throbbing. He had withheld his own climax. He hadn't come! I was astounded. ----------§§§§§§---------- Meanwhile, as Rod had been fucking me, working his sexual magic on me and reawakening my womanhood, Lily had not been idle. When she saw that I was ready and Rod had his rod lodged in my snatch, she turned to smile at Bill. He had set the camera to automatic and was already halfway out of his clothes. He was pushing down his boxer shorts. Lily padded over to him. "No, wait," she murmured. "Let me do that for you. That's the girl's job." Cupping her tis with both hands and lifting them up, she knelt in front of Bill and let her tits fall. They bounced. Lily had generous C cup breasts, firm and round, with wide areolas and broad nipples. She tweaked her nipples. Then she put both hands on Bill's waist, sliding her palms under the waistband of his shorts. She slid her palms down over his hips and thighs, down to his knees, pushing his shorts down with slow wrist action as she went. Bill's cock sprang up as it came free of the shorts. It was a good eight inches, and already swollen. It curved upward. Lily was in no hurry. She leaned forward to push his shorts down to the floor. She lifted his feet out of the shorts, one by one, letting her breasts brush against his shins. Then she looked at his dick, up into his face, and back down at his dick again. Kneeling there totally naked, basking in her own nakedness, she smiled a radiant smile. "Oh," she said, "that's nice. Nice big dick." She wrapped the fingers of her right hand around his cock and cupped his balls with her left hand. She brought his dick to her mouth and kissed the tip of it. Then she took the head of his prick in her mouth and sucked—only the head. Her jaw muscles worked visibly, one, two, three, four times, and she pulled it out of her mouth with an audible Pop! like a cork coming out of a bottle of brandy. She gave his balls a gentle squeeze, then a stronger one, and let them go. Still holding tight to Bills' reddened, curved pecker, she used it to lead him to the other bed, spread her thighs, and sat on the edge of the bed without releasing her hold on his tool. She leaned forward and rubbed his peter on her breasts, lingering on her nipples, which were hard and erect by now. She had to put some pressure on his tool in order to do that, for it kept wanting to curve upward, pointing at the ceiling. He moved to kneel between her legs and get his mouth on her pussy, but she had a tight grip on his peter. She guided it straight to her pussy and stuck the head of it inside her. "I'm ready," she warbled. "Do me. Fuck me. Make me a star!" Bill too was a professional fucker. He had fucked hundreds of women in auditions and in porn films. He didn't hesitate. Her cunt was already wet. She was ready. He slid his dick into her. "Oooow! Yeow! OW!" she shrilled. "Easy! Do me easy!" Bill drew back and took his time sliding into her again. His cock met resistance. A knowing smile spread on his face. He knew about fucking women. He put steady pressure on his schlong, mashing it into her steadily. There was a jerk, a slip, and he sank in her to the depth of her cunt. Lily squealed. He had popped her cherry! Bill held his prick deep in Lily's pussy and let it rest there. "Damn it, little girl," he said. "What are you doing? I never popped a virgin before." "Whooo! That hurt some," she said. "Did you get my first blood on the tape? I want my virgin's blood in the movie. Ow. It still hurts." Blood was indeed running out of Lily's pussy, down the crack of her ass, spreading on the cheeks of her butt and soaking the bedspread. In spite of the pain. Lily was proud of herself. Her first time virgin blood was going to be in a movie! "Sure," said Bill. "Of course we did. Your first blood will be in the movie. Now let's get down to business." He was still deep inside her cunt. He eased his pecker out an inch or two and slid it back in, slowly and gently. "Ow. That still hurts some. Not as bad as popping my cherry. But it feels good too. Do me some more." Bill was a pro. He knew about fucking, and he knew how to be gentle. He slid his dick halfway out of her cunt and back in again, in tiny little movements. He did it again. He increased the speed and force of his slides by gradual increments, until he was fucking her normally. There was still a bit of pain from her broken maidenhead, but Lily ignored it. The friction of Bill's dick in her snatch was warming her up. Her clit was tingling with every thrust. Bill finally set up a steady rhythm, and fucked her and fucked her and fucked her. His balls were slapping her bloody ass as he drove into her. His pecker swelled and spurted. He shot one spurt into Lily's pussy before he jerked his dick out and spewed the rest of his come on her belly. Lily had been aroused. She had been excited. She had felt intense pleasure, and she had reached a peak, almost a climax. "Oh, Bill, that was nice. After you started fucking me for real, the pain went away, mostly. I'm gonna like fucking. In the movies. Fucking in the movies." Bill handed her a towel to wipe away the blood. ----------§§§§§§---------- Rod was done with me. But his tool was still hard, erect, ready and throbbing. As Bill rolled off Lily's bed, Rod came over to her. She was still cleaning herself. Rod sat on the bed beside her. "There's more towels in the bathroom," he said. "Oh. Okay. Thanks." She go up and walked to the bathroom door. Her steps were not quite steady, and she held the towel between her legs as she walked. She was gone for two or three minutes. When she came out her belly was clean, her pussy was clean, her blonde pussy hair was free of come and blood, and she was rubbing her crotch with a fresh white terry-cloth towel. "Mmmm," she murmured. "That's nice. On my clit. Feels good on my clitty. Good" She came back to sit on the bed. Rod took the towel from her. "Second part of the audition," he said. He turned his body, pushed her down, and climbed on top of her. "Hey, wait. I already been fucked. And I still hurt some. My pussy is sore." "Sshhh," Rod whispered. "The camera's still rolling. You got to show that you like fucking." "Oh. Okay, I can do that." Lily was ready to do anything to be in the movies. Rod held his pecker in one hand as he leaned over her. He rubbed it up and down her still moist slit, ruffling the blond hair. He shoved it between her thighs, rubbing his massive erection hard against the cheeks of her butt. Lily liked the feel of that huge tool rubbing on the bare cheeks of her ass. She said so, "Oh, that's good, I like that. Keep doing that." He thrust his cock against Lily's butt again and again, with increasing pressure. Finally he brought it down on her pussy and let the head slip inside her. She jerked and squealed. "Yeow! That's too . . . ow! I don't think I can take that big dick. Owwwww." "You're an actress, so act." He pushed deeper into lily's cunt. "Oh, my, you're sooo big," Lily warbled, looking over his back at the camera. Rod pushed his tool still deeper into her. "Oh. Oh. Oh," she said. He felt her juices flowing, and he slid his schlong deep into her, bumping the head against her cervix. He couldn't get his full length into her, but he began the in-and-out motion of an earnest fuck. As his long slow strokes agitated her pussy and rubbed against her engorged clit, Lily responded to her own sexual feelings. Her cunt had adjusted to the thickness of Rod's rod inside her. "That's feeling good now," she said. "Fuck. Fuck me." ----------§§§§§§---------- I was a bit put off when Bill came to my bed. My pussy was still in a state of shock from Rod's immense cock tearing me open as he shagged me into multiple orgasms. Bill smiled at me. "It'll be all right. You'll like it this time." "I liked it last time," I said. "But his damn big cock was hard to take." "I'll be gentle. I know how to fuck a woman to her best advantage. I'm a pro, remember?" And he was gentle, and skillful. He got my juices flowing and slid into my cunt with practiced ease. His fucking was totally different to Rod's, slow, easy, and pleasant. I felt like I could go on with Bill fucking me for hour and hours without tiring. He kept my pussy humming for ten minutes or more, then he changed the tempo. Within seconds I was at the peak and ready. Bill didn't hesitate. He plunged into me in a few rapid thrusts that brought me over the top in yet another shuddering climax. He wasn't done. He was a superb fucker. He gave me three more orgasms in a row, with hardly any perceptible pauses between. Then he shot his load on the outside of my pussy, splashing jet after jet into my cunt hair. I was wrung out like a load of laundry. I collapsed, panting. On the next bed, Rod was pounding Lily like a hammer. She yelled and squealed in full cry. "Oh, God damn! Good God! Ohhhhhhh!" She was in the grip of her first orgasm. He pulled that gigantic dong out of her and spurted a stream of yellowish come onto her belly. He must have poured more than half a cup of fluid onto that girl. It was amazing, the volume of sperm that he poured out on her. She was as limp as a wet rag, but still smiling for the camera. Bill stood up as calm as you please and walked over to the camera. He took the tape out of the camera and placed a fresh tape in its place. "Okay, people. Take five," he said. ----------§§§§§§---------- For phase two, which didn't last as long as the first, we had to fuck each of them again. But first we had to give each of them a blowjob. I wasn't at all happy about that, but Lily took it in stride. Maybe she could become an actress after all. Bill lay on one bed, Rod on the other. I climbed on top of Bill and took his still slimy peter in my hand. "Now, you've got to get us hard again," he said. Maggie's Audition Pt. 02: Maggie and Lily "Beer," Maggie said. "My usual, Shiner Bock. No, make that Bourbon on the rocks. Oh, Hell, bring them both." Maggie felt used and degraded. The "audition" was nothing more than a scam to get local women for sex. "We'll call you," Bill had said. But the "talent scouts" had not taken their phone numbers. Enough alcohol might ease her sense of shame. On the other hand, the experience of being fucked for the first time in over three years had reawakened her womanhood. After half a dozen orgasms she felt like a sexual being again. And yet, she had been paid forty dollars as an "audition fee." That made her no better than a common whore. She would need more than a beer and one Bourbon to calm her shame. Her awareness came back to the café. "Yes Ma'am," said the pretty little waitress. "And for you?" "I'm good," said Lily. "Or maybe a glass of white wine." "I'll have to see your ID, Miss. I know I've asked you that before, but I have to do it. It's the rules." Lily made a big show of digging through her purse. "I don't know if I brought ... oh, yes, here it is." She brought out a fat pink wallet with tiny rhinestones and lavender curlicues at the corners. "No, that's not it. That's me and Jimmy at the Senior Prom. Here you go. See? I'm twenty-two, going on twenty-three come August." It boosted her ego to have to show her card. It proved she was a grown adult woman, and that she looked younger than her age. The waitress came back with their drinks. "Shiner Bock, Bourbon on the rocks, and our best house white wine, chilled. You don't usually order wine. Is this some kind of special day?" She was slim and petite, barely five feet tall, with hazel eyes and light brown hair done up in a ponytail. She moved with a willowy grace. Her badge said "Jessie." "Thanks, Jessie," Lily said. "Today we're starlets, actresses. We're going to be in a movie." Her smile was effervescent. "Congratulations," said Jessie. "That's great. Can I get you anything else?" "We're good for now," Maggie said. "But keep an eye on me. I'll need another Bourbon before long." "Yes Ma'am. Call me when you need me. Enjoy your drinks." Lily was glowing. "Mag, I don't think you're right. I know I was good in that audition. And you were too. They got my first virgin blood on film. They each fucked me twice." "They fucked me twice too, and I wasn't a virgin. Lily, Honey, don't be dumb. That was no audition. It was a set-up, a scam. I feel like a whore." "Well I don't. I feel like a starlet, a porn starlet, just staring out. You wait. You'll see." Lily was fairly bouncing in her chair. Her braless breasts jiggled under her dress. "I'm gonna be in movies. A movie star." "They didn't take our addresses, or even our phone numbers." Lily's perfect white teeth flashed as her smile grew brighter. "I wrote my phone number on the sign-in sheet. They're gonna call. I just know they will. I'll call you when they do." Maggie signaled for another Bourbon. Little Jessie brought her drink to the table. "Last call for the bar," she said. "We're closing in a few minutes." She looked around the room. Maggie and Lily were the only customers left. Jessie pulled out a chair and sat. "I heard what youall were saying, and I think you're right, Ma'am. That's men for you. That's how they are. They'll lie, and make all kinds of promises, and do anything to get in your pants. They don't care about girls, about how we feel, or what we want. All they care about is getting a piece of pussy. I was just a piece of meat he could stick his stinking dick into." "I just got fucked by two guys," Lily said, "For a movie. A movie audition. We're both going to be in a movie." She was irrepressible. "I liked it when they stuck their dicks in me. When they fucked me. Damn but that felt good. And I came too. A big one." "Just because you had a big orgasm, that doesn't mean a rat's ass," Jessie said. "Your mom's right. They're not gonna call. They never do. They just waltz off down the street and screw that damn blonde bitch. And her goddamn slut sister!" Hey, Jessie," a man's voice came from behind the bar. "It's time, past time. We got to close. Lock the door behind you." "Yeah, all right, Phil. I'm sorry, ladies. I have to lock up. You heard the man." "Say, wait," Maggie said. She knocked back the last of her drink. "I want to hear your tale of woe. I'm only half drunk enough. Can we go someplace and talk? Just girl talk?" Jessie smiled wanly. It gave her face a look of deep, hidden beauty. "Go where? All the bars are closed." Maggie took control of the situation, "Lily, you're driving. Here's the keys. We'll go to my place. OK, Jessie?" "Sure, why not? I haven't had a drink in days. And I don't have to work tomorrow." The three went out together. Jessie locked the door behind them. Stepping off the sidewalk, Lily missed her footing and stumbled against the smaller girl. "You're walking a little funny," Jessie said. "Are you okay?" "Yeah. My pussy's still raw from that guy's humongous dong. And from that other guy poppin' my cherry." "Oh, Good God!" exclaimed Jessie. "You gave away your virginity? Just tonight? And two guys screwed you? No wonder you're sore. My first time hurt like a bitch, when Greg took my cherry. I cried a lot, but he just kept on fucking me. There was blood all over." "Well, it didn't hurt all that bad." Lily answered. "And if felt so good with his cock in me. He kept it in me, without fucking, for a few minutes, and then when he started screwin' me again, the hurt kinda faded back, like." "Well, when Greg popped me, the hurt didn't fade at all. He didn't care. He didn't give a damn! He just stuck it in me and kept on fucking until he came. I cried all the way home. I'd like to cut his nuts out." Lily started the motor and waited while the other two climbed into the car. "Oh, Jessie," she said, "Maggie's not my mom, you know. We're just friends. We work together. And I'm Lily." "I've been seeing y'all in the café regularly for maybe a year now, always together. I just figured. Well, it's good to have names to put with the faces." Maggie hadn't spoken for several minutes, just listening to the two girls. "Here we are," she said. "Come on in." She unlocked the door and locked it again behind them. "Lily, get us three glasses with ice." She opened the cupboard under the bar. She poured a generous amount of vodka in each glass and took a healthy swig from her own glass. "Girls," she mumbled, "I'm half drunk already, but I have things to tell both of you." Lily took a tentative sip of her straight vodka. She was used to wine, but this was her first taste of hard liquor. She shuddered. "Ooowhhhoo," she gasped. "That stings." She took another sip. Jessie took a swallow, then another. While not a seasoned drinker, she was no stranger to alcohol. "Okay, tell us," she said. Maggie said, "You're both young. You don't know a Hell of a lot yet about men, or about sex, or about getting fucked. Sex—fucking—can be a very romantic thing. If it's done right, there's nothing sweeter on this green earth. You give yourself to a man you love, who truly loves you; and if he knows how to make you ready, he'll make love to your heart and mind, along with your pussy." She poured herself another vodka. "Anyone else?" Jessie took the bottle and poured herself another shot. "Right," she said. "I know. It's called foreplay. I heard about it, and read about it. But they don't do it. They just pat your pussy a couple of times and then jam their dick in you and rip you open." Lily went to the sink. She filled a glass with water and drank it down. She refilled her glass with ice and water and set it beside her vodka on the table. "Some guys do," she said. "In high school there was this one boy that kissed my pussy. He used his tongue a lot and got me real wet and all. I was pretty hot, but he wanted me to suck him first. So I sucked his peter. That was nice, like sucking a live lollipop. I liked that. He came real quick, and then he couldn't get hard any more." She smiled. "Hee hee," she giggled. "His name was Peter." "My first time," Maggie said, "was really sweet. I was just barely fifteen, and I hadn't even had a date before him. He took me to a movie and we held hands. After that we walked in the rain. It was so romantic. I thought I was in love with him. Maybe I was. Maybe I still am. Anyway, he took me home and kissed me goodnight. In the rain. It was so romantic." She put down her glass. "I think I'm ready to switch to, let's see now..." She opened the liquor cupboard. "Rum ... , or maybe whiskey." She put both bottles on the table. She put some ice in her glass, opened the rum, and poured herself a generous amount. "Gee," said Jessie, "he sounds all kinds of nice. I didn't know boys could be like that. Boys or men." "Oh, sure," Lily said. "Peter was real nice to me. He bought me a bouquet." She got a glassful of ice cubes and poured a little rum over them. "I had three dates with Tommy before he made love to me," Maggie sighed. "And it wasn't just fucking, it was lovemaking. He knew how to handle a girl. Look, all guys are the same. They all want to get in your pants. But there's some of them that are nice. They think you're a person, and not just a walking piece of pussy. Tommy was like that. They're not all the same." "Tommy," Jessie was interested. "Was he your first one? The boy you were romantic with?" "Yeah. He brought me flowers, gave me a sliver bracelet. My mom liked him. I didn't want to tell her he broke my cherry. He was so sweet. We were kissing and cuddling, He kissed my neck, my throat, my collarbone. Then he put one hand on my twat, and the other on my right breast. That was the first time he'd ever done that. It just felt so right. I started to get wet down there. "Then he put his hand inside my panties. I could barely breathe. I felt hot all over. He said, 'Margaret,' that's my real name. He said, 'Margaret, I want you. I love you.' Well, my knees just turned to butter. I didn't think I could stand up any more. He laid me down on the grass and started to kiss my pussy. On the outside, outside my panties. He said, 'God but you smell good.' I hadn't ever thought about how my pussy smelled." Maggie had a faraway look on her face. She was that little virgin girl again, remembering. "I didn't even notice when he took off my panties. He got down between my legs. He said, 'You're so beautiful. You have the most beautiful pussy.' And he blew his breath on it. I was really wet. He kissed me on the pussy. Then he stroked it with one finger. I couldn't say a word. I couldn't breathe. He started licking me, and he put his finger inside me. He was licking my clit. I was shivering. "He pushed his finger in and felt of my cherry. He massaged it a little. I could feel his finger inside my cherry. I wanted him inside me. I didn't know what fucking was. He said, real softly, 'Oh Margaret, Maggie, I want you. I want to make love to you.' I said, 'Yes. Yes, Tommy. Take me. Take me now.' I was really ready. "He was so gentle. He rubbed his dick on my clit a few times before he stuck the head of it inside me. Just the head. He kept it there and kissed me. He used his tongue when he kissed. It made my pussy feel hot and wet. I wanted him to go ahead and fuck me. Then he put just a little pressure on, and pushed his dick against my cherry. I could feel it start to give. He pushed it in slowly, all the way in. It hurt just a little. I barely felt it when it tore away. When he got it all the way in, he just held it there a minute, and kissed me a lot. I could feel his balls on my ass. "When he started fucking me, I was in Heaven. He really knew how to handle a girl. I didn't realize it then, but Tommy had fucked a bunch of other girls before me. Now I'm thankful that he had. He already knew how to treat a girl, how to treat her pussy. He knew how to make a girl come, too. He rubbed my clit while he was fucking me and I was just on fire. I had the best orgasm I've ever had in my life. The first and the best." "Oh, that's so sweet," Lily sighed. "So romantic. It made my clit tingle just listening to it." Jessie said, "That sounds wonderful. I didn't know there were guys like that. Maybe one. So what happened after that? Is he the one you married?" "No. Sadly no," said Maggie thickly. "I still cry about Tommy sometimes. We fucked ... no, I mean we made love, a few more times. I was still just a kid, you know. But he went in the Navy. His ship was lost at sea." Lily was still her sparkling self, although she was on her second glass of rum. "Lost isn't killed. He might still be out there, trying to get home to you. I'd like that." Jessie took another drink. "So you lost him." Maggie went on, "I thought I was going to marry Tommy. My mom and daddy thought so too. They hung out a yellow ribbon for him. After that I didn't have a date all through high school. Of course I had sexual urges, female needs. But the memory of those nights with Tommy was too sweet, too precious. I didn't want to spoil it. Daddy never suspected I had been having sex with Tommy, but I think my mom did. Looking back now, I think she knew. "After I finished high school, my female needs got the better of me. My hormones started working overtime, so I went out with the first guy who looked at me, and fucked him on the first date. The only date. It was disappointing, but I needed fucking. I went through six or eight men, none of them very good lovers. Only one of 'em ever made me come. I don't even remember his name. Or any of their names." "Gee," said Jessie. That's a lot like me. I've had a few, just 'cause I had the urge. Damn, just saying that makes me feel like a slut." "Well, I'm a porn star ... starlet," Lilly warbled. "And I don't feel bad about it. I just got done fucking two guys. Two times each. It felt good, those big cocks in my pussy like that, even if it did hurt. I'm going to like fucking, once I get the hang of it." Maggie continued as if the other two hadn't spoken. "Rod was the first man—after Tommy—who made me feel like a woman again, like I was worth something. He took me on dates, picnics and boat rides, and brought me flowers. We were married in a church. I thought I had found someone I could love and stay with for life. But after a year or two he lost interest. We got to where we would have sex only once or twice a month, maybe not that often. And it wasn't lovemaking, it was just fucking. He'd rub my cunt a couple of times and climb on top. Whether I wanted to fuck or not. Then when he was done, he'd roll over and go to sleep, without saying a word. We never even got around to talking about whether we wanted children. "One day I came home early from work. That son of a bitch was in the bed—my bed—with two women, both of them naked. He had his dick in one, and the other was playing with his balls. I ran them all out of my house, buck naked, and put all their clothes in the garbage. That was three years ago. I haven't had a man inside me, or even wanted one, until today." She looked at her kitchen clock. "No, make that yesterday." "But Maggie," said Lily, "you had it good today, I could tell. Uh, yesterday. Both of those guys made you come. I saw that. You came a whole lot. I only came one time, but whooowee! That was the best part of it. Those guys were good fuckers. I like fucking, even if I am still sore and raw. I'm gonna like fucking in the movies. " "Three years," Jessie said. "No sex for three years. That must hurt." "After what that bas ... bastard Rod did, I just didn't want a ma ... a man near me. Oh, I took care of my sex needs on ... on my own. Your own fingers can do a pretty good jo ... job. I can give mys ... self a come anytime. A cucumber's maybe better than fingers. A coocumber at least fills up your cunt. Filled up cunt. That's good. And a cumber won't screw a couple o' cheap blonde whores when you're not loo ... lookin'." "I got to try that," said Lily. "I've seen cucumbers in the store as big as Rod ... um, that other Rod ... that cameraman's cock. I wonder if I could give myself a come with a cucumber." "There's better stuff than that," Jessie mumbled. "They've got all kinds of toys to make your cunt happy." "Makin' it happy don't ... doesn' make you come," Lily said. "I used to rub my pussy an' my clit a lot, but I could never give myself a come. I never came until today ... yessterday." "Not only," Maggie spoke slowly. The liquor was creeping up on her. "That one guy, the 'camera man,' he had a dick like an elephant. It was at least a foot long. And thit ... thi ... thick. I felt like he was goin' to tear me open." "Uh huh," Lily nodded. "It was bigger than a horse." She took another sip of rum and chased it down with ice water. "But once he got it in me good, he was a real good fucker. He made me come. He gave me the Big O. I never came before." "You never got fucked before," Maggie said. "You didn't know how to use your pussy." "No," Lily said. "I didn'. That other man, Bill. He fucked me first. He's the one that broke my cherry. I'm a real woman now. But a sore one." "You poor little thing," said Jessie. "Let me see." Lily pulled her dress up around her waist and sat down again. She spread her knees. "Okay," she said. "Take a look." Jessie knelt between Lily's open thighs, gently pushing them wider apart. "Hmm. You're still kind of red, and a little swollen. But that's a pretty little pussy." She leaned forward and planted a light kiss on Lily's slit. "That might make it feel better. No wonder you're sore. Four times in a row. That's enough to make any girl walk funny for a day or two. My pussy hurt for days and days after Ronnie broke my cherry. I was scared to death my mama would find out. I would have just died. And no telling what my pop would've done." Lily stroked her pussy. "I guess I'll be okay after a while." "Wait," Maggie said, "If you're still that sore, I've got some cream we could rub on you. It ought to ease the pain." She put her glass down and disappeared down the hallway. Jessie stroked Lily's crotch and made soothing noises in her throat. "Poor little pussy," she said. She kissed it again. Maggie came back with a red and white tube. "This should make it feel better." She squeezed out some of the analgesic cream, knelt down beside Jessie, and rubbed the cream gently on the lips of Lily's slit. "Yeah, that helps," said Lily. "Oooh. That feels good, rubbing like that." Jessie put a finger in her mouth and wet it. She probed Lily's open vulva until she located her clitoris. She eased back the clitoral hood and rubbed the tip of the other girl's tiny clitoris. "I bet that feels even better." Lily shivered. "Oh, you bet it does. Keep doin' that." Maggie said, "What your problem is, your clit is so little it stays hid back there. Now if you just do this," she pushed the hood as far back as she could and rubbed her fingers across the tip of Lily's clit. Lily shuddered. "Ah ha, I thought so. That's why it took that eleph ... , elephant cock to make you come. Your little clit's so far back it needs special handling, a different angle." Lily was fascinated. "You mean I could of given myself O's, all by myself? I could've made myself come, if I just knew?" "That's how it looks." "Oh." Said Lily. "Peter could of given me a come," she said. "When I was just a girl." She brightened. "But now I know. I could come right now. Poor Peter. Poor little Peter." She giggled. "He could've ..." She giggled again. "I've got an idea," said Jessie. "Le's find out. Maggie, have you got a cucumber in your refrigerator? A really big one?" "Let's find out," Maggie echoed. She opened a drawer in the refrigerator. "H'mm. No, that's the egg bin. I'm almos' out of eggs. Over here maybe. Well, look. Here's a coocoocumberr. But he's not near as big as that man's prick. "Whado you think?" She waved a cucumber at the two girls. Maggie's Audition Pt. 02: Maggie and Lily "I think that's huge," Jessie said. "It must be about seven inches long." "Jessie, I love you, girl. But you don't know enough about dicks. A dick this size," Maggie flourished the cucumber like a baton, "-'ud be just about average, from the ones I've seen." "I guess I don't. I haven't seen all that many. Mostly I do myself. " "With a cucum ... cumber?" "I'm good with my fingers. Sometimes I use a banana. Say, Lil, you want to try this one now?" "Honey, that's not a banana," Lily said. She sounded like a mother instructing a young child. She was fingering her clitoris. "I haven't got any bananas," said Maggie. "It's this cuke or ... , wait a minute. You girls stay right there." She went off down the hall, waving the cucumber. Jessie took her glass from the table. "Here, Sweetie," she murmured, holding the glass up to Lily's lips. Lily took an obedient swallow. "Ooohh," she gasped. But she didn't stop working her clit. Her juices were starting to flow. "Let me have another." Maggie came back with a box and a bag. She had the cucumber tucked under her arm. She set the bag on the floor beside Lily's chair, put the box on the table, and opened it. "I've got stuff here better than a ..." She set the cucumber on the table. "... than a cuumber. Or a bananana." She began to pull various objects from the box. "This one is just a plain vanilla dillo ... diddler." The much discussed cucumber fell to the floor as she laid a flesh colored dildo on the table, shaped like an erect phallus. The flange of its exaggerated head flared outward. "Plain vanillia," she said. "I got ..." She poured the box out on the table. One of the toys rolled off, fell to the floor, and rolled under the table. "Can you get that?" Maggie said, to no one in particular. Lily was crooning in her chair, "Oooohhh. Ooooooooooo. Mmmmm. I can stand this all night." Jessie left her station between Lily's knees to crawl under the table. "What is this thing?" she said. She held up a gleaming sliver torpedo. "Is this one of those pussy toys? I read about them—sex aids." "That's right," said Maggie. "It uses two batteries. Look in that bag over there." She was still sorting out her sexual aids on the table top. "It vibrates. High, medium. Low. You can use it any way you want. I've got some other stuff up here too. Take a look." She had lined up two more torpedoes of different sizes, another dildo that was curved in almost a C-shape, a tiny thumb sized vibrator, and a strangely shaped purple object. Lily hadn't stopped singing to herself. Without ceasing to rub her pussy, she broke her concentration on her vulva and looked up. "That vibrates? I bet I could use that." Jessie was already rummaging in the plastic bag that Maggie had dropped beside Lily's chair. She inserted two batteries, capped the torpedo, and turned the switch. "Here," she said, just open up your pussy and ... pull back the hood as much as you can." She touched the vibrating tip to Lily's clitoris. "Oooooooww," sang Lily. Oh, that's ... Oh, Oh. Ooohhh. Aaaahhhhh!" Her young body twitched in a strong orgasmic spasm. She had to hold on to keep from sliding off the chair. "Ohh. Ohh. Ohh. I wasn't ready for that! Do it again. Put it inside me! No, wait. I'm still kind of sore." "Here," said Maggie. She produced a tube from the bag and smeared lubricating jelly over the silver shaft. She slid it inside Lily's still pulsating vagina and turned the switch up to maximum vibration. At the same time she rubbed her thumb on Lily's clitoris in a rotary motion. "Wwwwhhhoooooo!" Lily yelled as another, stronger climax gripped her. "Yiiiiii!" Her butt bounced rapidly on the chair as she thrust her hips forward. Maggie didn't let up. She eased the humming torpedo into Lily's vagina, pressing it lightly against her cervix, and held it there. Lily rose to yet another level of intensity as still another orgasm shook her. She fell off the chair, and the vibrator slipped out of her flowing cunt. "Oooooohhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!" she screeched. God Damn! Oooooiiyyyyy!" Maggie wrapped her arms around the young girl. "Good girl," she said. "Good girl. "I thing, thing, think I need to cool down," Lily stammered. "Ju ... just a little, I do." She stroked her vulva lightly. "It doesn' matter if I'm sore," she said. "That, that was ... that was ... Ooooohhhhhhh!" Jessie cuddled Lily from the other side, fondling the girl's breasts. All right," she said, "All right. You're some kind of woman! I never came like that." "Me neither," said Lily. "I only ever came once before. I got fucked four times yesterday, and I only came one time. Wwwwhhhhhoooooo! That thing might be better than fucking. Where can I get one of those ... those things?" She was still stroking her vulva. "It's easy. You can order them online. I'll give you a few websites. Or you can come over and use any of these any evening after work." "Oh, Mag. That's why I love you. You're way better than having a mama." "Right now I'm a hot mama. That made my clit tingle, just watching you come like that. Look, girls, let's take this to the bedroom. Put all this stuff in that box and follow me. Oh, and bring the box." In the bedroom, Lily stripped her dress off over her head and threw it in the corner. Her ripe young body fairly shone in the still-lingering afterglow of her multiple orgasms. She Rubbed her palm over her crotch again and again. Then she took the box from Jessie and dumped it on the bed. "What else have you got, Maggie?" she cooed. She crawled on the bed to look at the toys. "Let's do Jessie the way you did me." "If you can give me a come the way you did her, I'm all for it," said the little waitress. She unlaced her shoes and set them carefully against the wall. She undid the waist of her regulation blue uniform skirt, zipped it down, and stepped out of it. She folded it neatly and laid it atop her shoes. "You sure this is OK?" she said, a bit hesitantly. "You hardly know me. I don't want to horn in ..." The effect of the liquor was wearing off. Jessie felt like an outsider in a place she shouldn't be. "Hush," Maggie said in a motherly tone. "You've been waiting on me at the café for over a year now. Me and Lily both. We think of you as our friend. Relax. Let your hair down." She unbuttoned Jessie's blouse and pulled it off. Lily hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Jessie's panties and eased them down over the other girl's hips. The hair at Jessie's crotch was light brown, the same color as the hair of her head. "That's a pretty pussy," Lily said. She placed a light kiss on Jessie's twat. "It's just your average, run-of-the-mill pussy," Jessie said. "Every girl's got one." Lily ran her finger up and down Jessie's slit a few times and kissed it again. "Oooh," said Jessie. A thrill ran through her. "Nobody ever kissed my pussy before." "That can't be so," Maggie and Lily said in unison. "You're such a beautiful little girl," Maggie went on. "Any man would die for a chance to kiss your cunt." "They don't kiss it. They don't even look at it. They just rub it a couple of times and get on with the screwing. I only let them do it when I get so horny I can't stand it." She was still in her white cotton bra, with her panties around her knees. She bent and slipped them off, stepping out of the panties with delicate grace. Lily said, "Your pussy is prettier than mine anyway. See? My inside lips stick out. I think that's ugly." Her inner lips protruded an inch outside her mons. She twiddled them with two fingers. Jessie laid her panties on her folded skirt. "No it's not. Lots of girls are like that. You're a beautiful girl. You're beautiful all over." "You want me to kiss your pussy?" Lily smiled brightly. "You said nobody ever kissed it. Come over here. Sit on the bed." "Come on, Honey," said Maggie. "You'll like it. She's good at it. She did me yesterday. She got me all wet and ready." Jessie was in conflict. Here she was with these two women whom she know only slightly, naked except for her bra. She still felt a bit like an outsider, but she had already participated in helping Lily to multiple orgasms, to discovering how to use her clitoris. And she was aroused. Watching the other girl in her multiple orgasms had heated Jessie's hormones. And Maggie seemed like a mothering mentor, ready to lead the girls in sexual adventures. "I don't know," she murmured. "But I am kind of hot, watching you come like that. Are you sure?" Lily took Jessie's hand and led her to the bed. "Sure I'm sure. I want to do this for you. But you need to take off your bra. You're the only one of us wearing anything at all." "Oh. Yeah." She reached behind her back to release the catch. She folded the cups together and placed the bra on her stack of clothing against the wall. Suddenly she was acutely embarrassed. She covered her breasts with her hands. Her shy little breasts were barely B-cup sized. Lily, and especially Maggie had generous, large breasts, C-cups at least, that she could think of only as tits. "Okay, Jessie," Lily said. "We're all girls here. Don't be shy. I bet your tits are just as pretty as the rest of you." "Well, all right." Hesitantly, Jessie took her covering hands away from her breasts as she sat on the bed. She still felt shy about showing the two others how small her breasts were. Her areolas, pink against her milk-white skin, were small and narrow. The nipples were tiny little buttons. She felt like an underdeveloped little girl compared to two fully mature women. She moved her hands protectively toward her breasts again. "I got no tits at all," she whispered. "No, no, no," Maggie said. "They're very pretty. You're a lovely girl, and you don't even know you are." "Oooh," Lily crooned, "you have beautiful tits. You're just beautiful all over," echoing Jessie's words. She stroked and fondled Jessie's breasts. She took Jessie's left nipple in her mouth, licking her tongue slowly over it. On the other side, Maggie began to stroke Jessie's right breast. She placed her palm beneath the breast so that she could lift and knead it. Jessie felt a delicious chill run through her body. "Ooooohhh," she said. "Oh, that's ... that's ..." She could feel her nipples growing hard, her areolas crinkling. "That's wonderful! Nobody ever loved on my tits before. Oh. Oh. Oh." A warm wave swept through her body. Her pussy began to tingle and grow moist. It felt like an electric current running from her nipples to her vagina. Lily moved her mouth down Jessie's body, kissing and licking her pale skin. She twiddled her tongue in the girl's navel. Jessie shuddered. "Mmmmm," she said. Lily began to stroke Jessie's pussy as she worked her way downward with her mouth, leaving a wet trail on Jessie's skin. Her right knee was planted behind Jessie's left shoulder, her body pressed against Jessie's naked skin. She dragged her full breasts back and forth across Jessie's belly, feeling the thrill as her own nipples began to harden. She used her fingers to separate the light brown hair covering the girl's pussy. She spread the cunt lips apart, teased back the hood of the clitoris and licked the tip of it with a stiff tongue. Jessie felt as if her body were melting. All shyness, all hesitancy had vanished. She felt lust, pure lust building inside her. None of her dates had ever foreplayed her. Joy sang in her blood. It was like flying into a new world. Maggie moved behind Jessie on the bed, splayed her legs around the girl's hips, and wrapped her arms around Jessie with her hands covering her breasts. She began to knead and tweak Jessie's nipples, rolling them between her fingers. Lily knelt between Jessie's thighs and started to work on her pussy in earnest. She spread open the girl's wet pussy and began to lick. She mashed her open mouth hard against Jessie, thrusting her tongue deep inside. She pushed two fingers deep inside, massaging Jessie's G-spot as she sucked her clitoris, flicking it furiously with the tip of her tongue. Jessie was transported. Her vaginal juice was flowing. She could feel the blood throbbing through her body. "Oh!" she cried. "Ohhhh! Oh, yes, Lily. Oh, don't stop doing that!" The throbbing built inside her like a fire. She was poised on the edge of an orgasm like none she had ever had before. Lily was rotating her thumb on Jessie's clitoris and thrusting her two fingers deep in Jessie's vagina in a rapid fucking motion. Suddenly Jessie was over the edge. The climax crashed over her like a giant wave. Her body erupted in spasms as the pulsations of her vaginal muscles spurted her juices out in a jet of liquid. "Ohhhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!' she yelled. "Yes! Yes!YES! YES! Oooooooowwww!" She grabbed Lily's head and mashed her face into her streaming cunt. She clamped her thighs around Lily's head in a fleshy vise. Her body bucked and heaved. Maggie held on tight. As Jessie's spasms subsided, Lily lifted her head. Jessie's juice dripped down her chin. "Wow, Honey, that was a good one," she said. "I did you real good." Her smile sparkled. "Your pussy tastes delicious." Jessie was sweaty and glowing. She snuggled into Maggie's arms. "Hold me, Mama," she said. "Nobody's ever done that to me before. I never knew it could be like that. I've made myself come, and I came once or twice from getting fucked. But it was never like that. It's like a whole different world! Maybe I'm just a Lesbian?" "Not likely." Maggie stroked the girl's hair and breasts. "You like sex with men. You just never had a man who knew how to pleasure a woman's cunt. Trust me, little girl, there are men out there who can do that." "I never really had a man at all. I just went out with guys when I needed fucking. But, Damn! that was good!" Maggie had helped both girls to intense multiple orgasms. The rum and vodka had relaxed her. Her pussy remembered the pleasure of her own orgasms, and her disgust at being used had faded into a distant haze. She was highly aroused, feeling her body heating up, and feeling her pussy growing wet. "I need something like it pretty soon," she said. She put her finger in her mouth, licked it wetly, and rubbed it over her clitoris. "Mmmmm." She slipped two fingers into her wet vagina. "Oh, that's good. But I want a full cunt. Hand me that... , one of those ..." Lily picked up the curved dildo. "How about this one? It looks like Bill's dick," she giggled. "It hasn't got any balls. Bill had nice balls. He broke my cherry. In the movie." Her sore cunt grew warm and wet, remembering how Bill had fucked her the day before. His cock was above average in size but not huge like his partner Rod's. It was so strongly curved that it pointed to the ceiling when it got hard. She had had to hold Bill's pecker down hard in order to suck it. She squatted between Maggie's knees and pushed the head of the rubbery dildo between the lips of Maggie's cunt. "Ow. No," Maggie yelped. "It's dry, too dry. Rub some of that stuff on it." Jessie found a tube on the bed, black and purple. The label said, "CINFUL ESSENCE." Lily took the tube, squirted some of the oily gel into her palm and smeared it on the dildo. It smelled of cinnamon. She licked her finger. "Your pussy's gonna taste good, Hon." She pushed the lubricated rubber dick into Maggie. "Ahh! Yes!" Maggie crooned. "That's right. That's good. Fuck that thing into me. Ooooh. Oooohh. Aaaahhhhh." As Lily pumped the C-curve toy in Maggie's cunt, Jessie was stroking and kissing the inside of Maggie's thighs. Both girls were rubbing their own snatches, working themselves into increasing pleasure. "Ooooh!" crooned Jessie. "Ooooh!" sang Lily. The CINFUL ESSENCE was designed to heat up with friction, and it was heating up Maggie's cunt. She felt the tension building within her. The rhythmic rubbing of the big toy on her G-spot had built her up to readiness. She reached a high plateau, ready for the final rush. She grabbed the dildo away from Lily and plunged it deep into her creaming pussy, working it hard and fast. Her cunt was burning. A crashing climax swept over her. "Ooowoooo!" she yelled. "I'm coming, I'm coming again!" Aaaaaaaahhhh! Wwwhhhoooooo!" Her body bucked in spasms. She clamped her thighs together and thrust her hips upward as she jammed the dildo into her creaming cunt as deep as it could go, rotating it like a kitchen mixer. "Wwhhooohhhooooo!" This was too much for the two girls. Maggie's climax was contagious. It brought both of them to simultaneous orgasms. They writhed on the floor at Maggie's feet "Aaaiyeee!" Jessie cried. "Ooowhhhoo!" Lily shrilled. The three exhausted women lay in each other's arms on the bed in a tangle of sweaty, cooling female flesh. Maggie hugged the two girls to her on either side. "I hope the neighbors didn't hear us," she murmured. "I bet they heard me," said Jessie. Lily giggled, "Oh, I hope they did." "Sleepy time, little girls," said Maggie. "I'll fix breakfast in the morning, and then we'll try some of those other toys." -§§§- Maggie's Audition I jacked his prick a few strokes and it began to respond. I took it in my mouth. It was still covered with mingled sperm and pussy juice, but the taste wasn't unpleasant. I had thought it would be. Nice surprise. As I sucked his stiffening dick, he began to lick and kiss my pussy. It was a classic sixty-nine. But before either of us reached a peak, he made me stop and sit up on his dick, facing him, and then with my back to his face so that he could watch my butt moving as I fucked him. He called those positions "cowgirl" and "reverse cowgirl." He stroked and patted my ass as I fucked him. It was a pleasant sensation, and it kept me going. It surprised me that I could come again after all the orgasms I had had earlier, but since I had control of the angle of penetration, I could easily rub his curved peter against my G-spot. I gave myself two more climaxes before Bill pulled out and shot his sperm on my tits. Lily had to go through the same action with Rod. She seemed to enjoy sucking his dick more as she progressed with the action, although her mouth was stretched to the maximum just to take in the head of it. I thought she would choke, or her lips would be ruptured, but she kept sucking him, moving her whole head up and down, jacking his peter with her mouth and both hands. Riding Rod's huge dong was more comfortable this time to her tight little pussy, which was still sore from the rupture of her maidenhead earlier. She liked the fucking better and better as she continued. But she didn't give herself an orgasm, and Rod didn't ejaculate. Apparently that huge load he had squirted on Lily's belly earlier had drained his balls dry. Then we switched partners and went through the entire sixty-nine-and-cowgirl routine all over again. Neither of us girls had an orgasm that last session, and the only one who came was Bill. He had to jerk out of Lily very suddenly to keep from spurting his seed into her cunt. It wasn't much. Three short spurts and he was done. They paid us an "audition fee" in cash, forty dollars each. Lily asked, "You'll let us know when we got a part in the movie?" "We'll call you." It was night and full dark before we left the hotel. The night wind was fresh off the Gulf. Lily was chirpy, bubbling over as we drove home. She was effervescent. "We're going to be in the movies. We're both going to be porn stars. Porn stars." I was in emotional turmoil. For one thing, I was still in a state of residual pleasure from all the, admittedly wonderful, sexual pleasure those two men had given me. I was even still mildly aroused. But the glow was fading. On the other hand, I had undergone a cheap, dirty, sleazy transaction in a cheap, sleazy hotel room, and had been fucked by two total strangers. Yes, I had been aroused, and yes I had taken great pleasure in being fucked, and yes I had had multiple orgasms. But looking back I felt used, shamed, demeaned. Then it dawned on me. I yelled at Lily, "Lily, damn it, you stupid cunt! Will you please shut up!" She was shocked. Her big blue eyes widened. She stared at me. "Maggie, what's the matter? We both did real good. We're gonna be porn stars. In the movies." "Lily, little girl, don't be stupid. You gave away your virginity today; you let yourself be fucked, used! by two—two men you'll never see again; you let yourself be used like a common streetwalking whore! And for what? A career in the movies? 'We'll call you?' They're going to call us? They didn't take our phone numbers!