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Dirk Longsabre Pt. 01

By: GeorgeTasker



Dirk Longsabre’s brow furrowed in frustration and he rubbed two fingers restlessly over the manly dimple on his strong chin. It had been a terribly boring and frustrating five hours work today, he just hadn’t felt like even turning up today. The fact he’d been asked to turn up at 5am hadn’t helped matters either, Dirk much preferred the more gentlemanly hours, usually not seeing the sunlight until well after noon.

“I think you’re ready now Mr Longsabre,” announced a pretty young girl as she lifted her head up from his lap, wiping her chin.

“Thank you Annie,” Dirk replied with a charming smile as the fluff girl gave the head of his fully erect 10-inch cock a last tender kiss. Dirk always liked receiving head from fluffers, who were always so obliging and diligent. Real pornstars tended to think they were above cocksucking and never put their heart into, unlike girls like Annie.

“You’ve got such a nice cock Mr Longsabre,” Annie added with a slight blush, her mouth watering at the memory of his manhood.

“And you’ve got a nice mouth,” Dirk winked at her and then stood up, making his way towards the film set, his enormous member, still glistening with the fluffer’s saliva, bobbing in front of him, almost as if it was leading the way. Waiting on the set was Dirk’s co-star Titanic Tabitha, laying spread eagled on a table. Fortunately she was named for her colossal chest, not due to any plumpness. Tabitha was actually quite slim, but her massive H cup mummeries had earned her the stage name Titanic. She also went down well, which Dirk suspected had something to do with the name as well.

“Action!” shouted the director as he saw the movie’s star approaching.

As Dirk reached the edge of the table where Tabitha lay and he took hold of her slim ankles, lifting her legs up onto his shoulders he heard her suck in a deep breath of anticipation. 

“Are you ready for me wench?” he asked his busty co-star, lining his colossal dong up with her wet and ready pussy (she’d received some fluffing action of her own).

“Oh God yes Dirk!” Tabitha moaned. “Put it in me quickly!” she gasped, begging for his cock as if her life depending on it.

Dirk shot Tabitha one of his trademark winks and then tightened his grip on her ankles. With a skillful thrust he shoved his thick cock deep into the porn actress’s cunt causing her to gasp in pleasure. The cameraman zoomed in on the penetration as Dirk’s slim hips started to pump, his big cock smoothly thrusting back and forth into Tabitha’s clutching vagina.

“Oh Dirk!” groaned Tabitha, writhing on the table. “Fuck me Dirk, Fuck me!”

The room was filled with the sound of slapping flesh as Dirk pounded his buxom co-star. The endowed actor started to join Tabitha’s groans with a few of his own as the action started to build up towards the impending messy climax. Unable to help himself, Dirk’s hands dropped down from Tabitha’s legs and reached out towards her chest, where her immense tits were jiggling and shaking with each powerful thrust of Dirk’s hips. The well hung pornstar’s hands closed over Tabitha’s abundant H cups, his fingers sinking deep into the fleshy orbs and he started to knead and maul them in time with the surging movements of his cock inside her pussy. Dirk’s big hands failed to cover even half of Tabitha’s monstrous melons, but that didn’t stop him from eagerly doing his best to explore their entire circumference.

Not missing a beat with his pistoning hips, Dirk’s fingers seized Tabitha’s nipples, squeezing and twisting on them before lifting her huge hooters up by the nipples and shaking them across her chest, causing an impressive display of quivering, joggling flesh.

“That’s great Dirk!” called out the director. “I want to see the money-shot now!”

Perfectly on queue Dirk immediately withdrew from Tabitha’s cunt and took hold of his big cock. Keeping it aimed between the buxom pornstar’s creamy thighs he gave the thick rod a few rapid pumps in his fist before letting out a deep groan. Dirk’s cock twitched visibly in his hand and then a thick rope of sticky white cum burst from the end. His cum rocketed up across Tabitha’s prone body, splashing with textbook precision directly between her upthrust breasts and splattering her cleavage in semen.

The big porn actor sagged at the knees slightly and gave another grunt of pleasure as a second stream of his seed burst out of his convulsing manhood. This time the blast went even further, splattering directly onto Tabitha’s face. The busty actress gasped in surprise as her sexy face was suddenly on the receiving end of a facial.

“Oh Dirk!” she gasped as another heavy rope of cum hit her face. Dirk’s fourth spurt hit her stomach as his orgasm began to subside. The actor closed his eyes and leant forward to rest against Tabitha’s inner thighs as he wrung the last of his plentiful sperm out onto his co-star’s flat stomach.

“And cut! Perfect Dirk! That’s a wrap!” announced the director as the cameraman, soundman and fluff girl began a spontaneous applause at the actor’s impressive performance.

“Wow,” breathed Titanic Tabitha as Dirk stepped back from her, his prestigious manhood dangling between his well-muscled thighs as it began to gradually soften in it’s post-orgasmic state.

“Nice job,” Dirk said to his co-star as he reached for a towel to clean himself up with. Before he could lift the towel however a soft hand closed over his, stopping him.

“Please,” Annie the fluff girl interrupted, stepping between Dirk and the towel, “allow me.”

Dirk smiled and nodded his head in deference as the young woman dropped to her knees, running her silky palms down the outside of his thighs. Once she was at eye-level with his big cock, a single droplet of cum still leaking from the tip of the sticky organ, she ran her gentle hands back up the inside of Dirk’s thighs. One hand lifted Dirk’s long organ up towards her as her other softly cupped his swollen balls.

Annie gave a low moan of yearning as she leant in and licked the drop of cum from the slit at the head of Dirk’s talented cock, her other hand beginning soothingly massage of his spent testicles. Annie slid her tongue slowly along the top of Dirk’s sensitive cock, causing the pornstar to groan at her teasing. She then captured the head of his penis between her lips and slipped the sticky organ into her warm, wet mouth, bathing him in a restful warm.

The fluff girl held him there for a few moments, just letting her mouth fill with warm saliva and sending heat bathing through Dirk’s genitals, right to his balls. She then started to slowly move her full lips up and down his cock, even as it started to soften in her mouth. She tenderly worked his cock for a full five minutes, until she was completely satisfied that it was clean and she finally released it.

Annie gave his cock a final kiss goodbye and then sat back on her heels, a wicked grin on her face. “There you go Mr Longsabre, squeaky clean.”

“Thanks again Annie,” Dirk replied, patting her on the head. He then reached for his robe, wrapping around him as he headed for the showers.

“Um, excuse me Mr Longsabre,” said a tentative voice just before Dirk reached his dressing room door. 

Dirk turned around to see one of the director’s assistants, Dean, a timid young man that pretty much ran errands for everyone on the cast and crew.

“Oh, hello Dean, what’s up?”

“Um, there’s a lady here to see you,” Dean nervously replied, gesturing over to the other side of the room, past where the camera crew was set up.

“Ah, must be a fan,” said Dirk as he saw a remarkably attractive blonde woman waiting for him. She was dressed in a pair of tight fitting white jeans and a pink blouse that from this distance looking quite clingy and low-cut. The way her bosom swelled out underneath her blouse told Dirk she was just the kind of fan he liked best.

Dirk thanked Dean and then headed across the room to meet his female admirer, still dressed in his robe with nothing beneath. As Dirk approached the woman he saw she was indeed beautiful, breathtaking actually. She would probably have made a fortune if she were in the business. Her long blonde hair streamed down past her shoulders, framing her angelic features with a halo of golden locks. As he had already noted, the clothing she wore was sleek and tight fitting, her long legs and expansive chest very nicely displayed in the snug jeans and the plunging neckline of her blouse.

“Good afternoon my dear,” Dirk greeted her with a trademark wink. “I’m Dirk Longsabre, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” A pleasure indeed! He thought to himself as he stroked the dimple on his chin and eyed up the woman’s bustline. Her tits were not as large as Titantic Tabitha’s H cups, but those were beyond ridiculous. She was probably more a D or Double D, ample and perky. Aching to be squeezed. 

“My name’s Gretchen, thank you for seeing me, it’s of the utmost importance!” she said earnestly, almost as if her life depended on it.

“Ahh, a true fan,” Dirk said with a pleased smile when he heard the seriousness in her voice. He always liked to meet people that appreciated the work he did. His films weren’t exactly fine art, but he liked to think they were a cut above your standard girl-meets-pizza-boy skin flick.

Gretchen frowned as if his reply confused her, “a fan? No, I need to ask you some questions, this is a very critical situation.”

“Ask away,” Dirk said, his smile growing. “Oh, and before you ask, yes it’s real, all ten inches, 100% natural prime man-meat.” 

“What?” the woman seemed even more confused, she shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts. “Have you encountered anything strange lately? Anything out of the ordinary?” she asked, getting herself back on track.

What was she talking about? Dirk silently thought, she was a blonde though, so perhaps he should cut her a little slack. “No, nothing like that. And yes, I can last indefinitely. Perfect stamina, no camera tricks,” he added proudly. That was always what the female fans wanted to know, especially the pretty ones like Gretchen here.

“Nothing at all?” Gretchen insisted, pressing this strange line of questioning.

“I suppose you would like an autograph now?” he replied, ignoring her question.

“What?” the busty blonde stammered.

“Have you got any paper, I’ve got a pen,” he told her, pulling out a black marker from the pocket of his robe. He always kept one on him, you never knew when a fan would want an autograph. One lovely young fan had even approached him once when he was stopped in his car at a red light.

“Paper, no I don’t want…” she began.

“Ahh!” Dirk cut in abruptly, pointing a finger at her accusingly and grinning widely. “I know what you want,” he said, taking the lid off the marker.

“You do?” Gretchen asked, her voice showing some relief.

“Open up your blouse then,” he urged her.

“Huh?” Gretchen’s confused frown returned. “How will that…”

“Quick, quick,” Dirk hurried her. “I’ve got to hit the showers.”

“Okay,” the blonde replied uncertainly as she unbuttoned her pink blouse.

Dirk couldn’t help but gasp in appreciation as the young woman pulled her blouse open, revealing her mouth-watering tits encased in an ultra-sexy white lace bra. The lingerie seeming to barely cover past her nipples, displaying an ample portion of the swelling tops of her large, round breasts and pushing up the sizeable melons so that they jutting out invitingly, seeming to defy gravity.

Dirk licked his lips and then reached out with his left hand, seizing one of Gretchen’s heavy orbs in his palm. The right hand, still holding the marker pen, moved in and he began to sign his name across the extensive flesh of her breasts that was left bare above the cups of her bra. Gretchen gasped in surprise as Dirk wrote, his left hand taking the opportunity to give the wonderfully firm orb of her right breast a distinct squeeze. ‘Dirk Longsabre’, in black ink, now stretched across the beautiful blondes upper chest and cleavage.

“There we go my dear,” Dirk said gallantly. He gave her right boob one more squeeze and then released her, putting the lid back onto the marker before placing it back into his robe pocket. He then gave the stunned blonde a kiss on the cheek and headed back to his dressing room, leaving her standing their speechless.

“She’s star-stuck, poor dear,” Dirk whispered to Dean with a wink before disappearing out the door.

**

Dirk Longsabre gave a loud yawn as he pushed open the studio door and stepped out into the deserted carpark. It had been a long day on the set and he was glad to be finally done. He planned to stop by his favorite local bar on the way home for a beer and then call it a night.

Dirk made his way over to where his car was parked and unlocked the driver’s door. Aside from his penis, the car was his pride and joy. It was a flawlessly painted black ‘66 Mustang with a rather tacky red flame painted over the front end and a considerably enhanced V8 engine that had a very healthy sounding roar when Dirk planted his foot. The vanity plates on it read ‘DIRK’.

He was about to get into his car when he heard a sound from behind him. Turning he was surprised to see a woman standing in front of a car, he was sure the carpark had been empty, but how could he have missed her? 

The second thing he noticed was the car she was standing in front of. It was a brand new Ferrari, blood red with black mags. The first thing he noticed was the woman herself. She was a goddess, drop-dead gorgeous. The stunning, raven-haired beauty was dressed in an ultra-revealing, slinky black cocktail dress, low cut to display plenty of her generous cleavage from between swelling breasts and slit up one thigh, almost to her hip, displaying an impossibly long leg in black stocking topped by a very sexy garter strap with a hint of her creamy bare thigh above.

You would think that by making a living fucking beautiful women all day Dirk would have little interest in women and sex afterwards. In fact the opposite was true, Dirk’s sexy profession merely stoked his lusts. He was a walking hormone, always after any pretty woman and well-curved chest that passed his way. The unexpected sight of the beautiful woman caused Dirk to pause, his mouth literally dropping open in surprise.

The woman shot Dirk one of the most sexy, ‘come-hither’ smirks he’d even been on the receiving end of. Then her dark pink tongue slipped out between her full lips and ever so slowly moved across her upper lip in the most teasing manner possible. Dirk’s cock lurched inside his pants at the sight of the woman’s tongue slowly licking across her lips. He couldn’t help but imagine what that tongue and those lips would feel like on his dick. Dirk let out a small whimper, he’d never felt so horny before in his entire life, he had to have this woman!

As if reading his thoughts the sexy woman in the black dress spoke. “If you can catch me…” she began, her voice a husky purr that made Dirk weak at the knees, “you can have me.” With that she turned and stepped down into the drivers seat of the Ferrari, the slit up the side of her dress falling open as she sat down and giving Dirk a good look at her long, stocking-clad legs and the creamy flesh of her bare thigh where they ended.

Had he just heard her right? Dirk blinked in confusion, the spell her appearance had cast on him seemed to vanish as his thoughts raced. Did she just say what he thought she just said? The roar of the Ferrari’s engine as she started it up seemed to knock Dirk out of his daze. The woman blew Dirk a kiss and then slowly started driving the Ferrari out of the carpark.

Dirk moved faster than he ever had before, leaping into his Mustang and fumbling with the keys in his haste to get the engine started. He finally managed to get the key into the ignition and his car burst to life with a throaty rumble of the V8 just as the red Ferrari was slowly pulling out onto the road.

Dirk threw off the break and slammed his foot down on the accelerator, the car lurching forward as he set off in pursuit of the mysterious beauty. Any thoughts of a cold beer and a warm bed had vanished from his mind, all he wanted now was this beautiful stranger.

The Mustang skidded out onto the road, wheels squealing as Dirk scanned the road for signs of the Ferrari. He quickly spotted it as he struggled to right his car’s skid, she was about a block ahead, still moving slowly through the traffic. Dirk smiled and rammed his foot harder down on the gas, shooting after the Ferrari. She seemed to see that he was finally behind her and the Ferrari began to pick up speed even as Dirk pulled closer behind her.

Dirk pushed the Ferrari up to 50mph, fast given the busy inner city street, and closed the gap to about three car lengths. 

The next corner they came to the Ferrari skidded abruptly around the corner, smoothly taking the bend at the last minute. Dirk struggled to follow, his car had a higher center of gravity and he had less warning to react to the sudden turn. The Mustang’s wheels squealing in protest as he slammed around the corner, taking the turn in a wider arc that swung him out onto the wrong side of the road.

A pair of oncoming headlights and an angrily sounding horn caused Dirk to quickly swing back to his side of the road and he immediately stepped back on the accelerator, having lost a short distance on the corner. He saw the Ferrari shoot through an intersection ahead just as the lights turned red. Being dragged along by his impatient penis, Dirk didn’t bother to slow down, hitting the gas even harder and silently praying there was nothing coming from either side. A couple of horns and some skidding tires filled Dirk’s ears as he darted through the intersection, oblivious to the other traffic.

They were heading towards the outskirts of town, in the direction of the bay as Dirk once again started to gain ground on the Ferrari. The woman seemed to know just how to drive so that whenever Dirk would get close she would tauntingly find a way to pull away, and then gradually let him get closer once again. 

“She’s definitely playing you Dirk,” he said to himself, but nonetheless he accelerated even faster as the traffic start to thin out. He was not going to let a delectable morsel like her get away.

The Ferrari swung down another sudden corner, taking it at high-speed down a thin alleyway between two buildings. His heart pumping with the thrill of the chase, Dirk yanked the steering wheel, turning his Mustang down the alley after her. The Mustang’s V8 gave a roar as he gunned the gas and rocketed down the narrow road in pursuit. Dirk winced as he smashed aside an overflowing rubbish bin that blocked part of the way, yet the Ferrari had somehow managed to avoid. 

“That’ll leave a scratch,” he murmured as they skidded back onto a main road, narrowly missing a pair of pedestrians that almost walked out across the footpath at the end of the alleyway and had to leap back to avoid getting hit by the two cars.

The two cars burnt rubber, getting up to 100mph as they shot past city limits, the road opened up a little and allowing an even higher speed chase.

“Your dick is going to get you killed one of these days Dirk,” the sweating pornstar said quietly, as he watched the speed needle creep up to 120. He had no intention of slowing down however.

The road wound out around the edge of the bay as the two cars raced, once again each time Dirk got close to the Ferrari she managed to pull away again, frustrating him no end. Dirk noticed for the first time that his cock was hard as a rock inside his pants. The chase is definitely great foreplay, he had to admit to himself.

For the next ten minutes the two cars were engaged in a high speed duel, the distance between them rapidly fluxuating, but Dirk failing to gain the upper hand.


Dirk Longsabre Pt. 01



The Ferrari suddenly started to pull away with alarming speed, so Dirk pushed harder on the accelerator, their speed approaching 150 despite the fact they were heading towards what appeared to be a rather tight bend. 

At the last minute Dirk slammed on his breaks, the Mustang fishtailing out into a spin as he desperately tried to stay on the road around the corner. As Dirk’s car spun around 180 degrees the Ferrari effortlessly disappeared around the corner and off into the darkness. The tires on Dirk’s car squealed as he finally came to a stop, rather shaken and his car facing around the wrong direction.

“Motherfucker!” Dirk punched the dashboard in frustration. Dirk prided himself on his driving skills, but the woman was obviously better than him. Dirk swore a couple more times and then shoved open his car door, jumping out with every intention of giving his back tire a good kick.

He didn’t make it to the back of the car however, moments after he had stepped out of the car something slammed into him from behind and he was thrown to the ground. Dirk grunted in surprise and rolled over, just in time as his attacker was immediately upon him.

Dirk threw up his hands, catching his attacker by the shoulders and narrowly avoiding the man’s claws from slashing out his throat. Wait a moment, claws? What the hell was attacking him? Surely not a man? Dirk didn’t have time to think however as he shoved his attacker off and rolled to his feet.

Dirk crouched low, his hands up, “I’m ready for you now motherfucker!” growled Dirk as he got a look at his attacker for the first time. Even in the dim moonlight Dirk could tell his attacker wasn’t human. The thing was short, probably around 4 and half feet tall, but was powerfully built. It actually looked a little like a gargoyle from an old building or something, but without the wings. “What the fuck are you?”

His attacker didn’t answer however, it lunged forward instead, clawed hands slashing towards Dirk. The big pornstar stepped backwards as the onslaught came and lashed out with his foot. Among Dirk’s many talents was ten years of Kung Fu. Dirk’s foot hooked up in a straight legged arc, coming up under the things swiping claws and slamming directly into it’s lower gut. The powerful kick actually picked up his smaller attacker, launching him a foot into the air and sending it backwards.

The creature shrieked in pain as it was thrown back. Dirk didn’t let up however, he stepped forward, following through on his kick with a thundering overhead swing of his fist, that came in a downward arc, crashing through the arm that the creature threw up to block with and slamming onto the top of the creatures skull, bringing it to it’s knees with a sickening crunch of bone. Dirk’s hips twisted and his knee’s bent, using his body’s momentum and torque, his other fist hooked upwards, smashing under his attackers jaw with incredible force. The punch lifted the creature back up off it’s knee’s and actually flipped it into the air, the beast performing a backwards somersault and landing with a splattering sound on it’s front, completely motionless.

Breathing heavily, his heart pounding with adrenaline, Dirk stood up. “What the fuck…?” he murmured as he looked down at the body of his assailant. Right before his very eyes the carcass burst into flames, rapidly burning to ash within only a few seconds. 

“What the hells going on here?” Dirk whispered aloud. He looked around, half expecting another attack, probably this time from a vampire or werewolf or something equally strange. “I’ve gotta get more sleep,” Dirk shook his head in bewilderment, wondering if he had imagined this whole encounter. And what about the beautiful woman in the Ferrari, had that been his mind playing tricks on him as well. “Actually, scratch that. I’ve gotta get a beer,” he decided, scraping his foot through the small pile of ashes on the road in front of him before heading back to where his car was waiting, the engine still running.



CHAPTER TWO

“Damn, I needed this,” moaned Dirk as he took a long swallow, the bitter, amber liquid sliding delightfully down his throat.

“Tough day at the office?” remarked the barman as he refilled Dirk’s empty glass.

“You could say that,” Dirk replied, picking up his beer and taking another deep mouthful. He sat up on one of the barstools and surveyed the bar. To his surprise a beautiful blonde woman approached him, she looked strangely familiar, but his adventurous evening had addled his thoughts somewhat.

“We need to talk,” the woman said, sitting on the stool beside him.

Dirk’s eyes drifted almost of their own accord to the open front of the blonde’s pink blouse and the expansive display of cleavage on view there, he frowned as he saw a black mark on one of the swells of her plump looking breasts. Then he remembered where he’d seen her before, she was the fan whose chest he’d autographed early that day. “Who are you?” he asked, a little uneasy at seeing her again after the weird events of the evening. He vaguely remembered something about their bizarre conversation back at the studio. She had been asking him if he’d seen anything strange he recalled. At the time he’d assumed she was star-struck, but now he was rethinking that assessment. 

“My name is Gretchen,” the blonde said, extending her hand to Dirk.

He gingerly took her hand and shook it, “Dirk, Dirk Longsabre.”

“We need to talk Dirk Longsabre,” Gretchen said. “I think there was some misunderstanding back at the studio,” her eyes flicked briefly downwards.

Dirk couldn’t help but grin as he remembered signing his name over her rather impressive bosom, “ah yes, perhaps there was,” he agreed.

“I need to ask you some questions, this matter is of the utmost importance,” Gretchen said, very seriously.

“What matter?” Dirk asked.

“Have you seen anything strange, anything out of the ordinary?” Gretchen asked him, ignoring his question.

Dirk frowned, “does this have anything to do with that creature that attacked me?”

The blonde’s eyes widened in surprise and she started to reply when they were interrupted.

“Are you Dirk Longsabre?” a voice asked eagerly. Dirk and Gretchen turned on to see an attractive red haired woman who had approached them. She was dressed in a pair of black hipster pants and a short white t-shirt that left the lower part of her flat belly bare. She looked as though she was in her mid-twenties.

“Why yes I am,” Dirk said with a big smile, a real fan this time!

“Oh wow!” the redhead almost squealed in glee. “I’m your biggest fan!”

“Is that so?” said Dirk, sounding very pleased with himself, he turned to further face the woman, for a moment forgetting Gretchen’s presence. 

“I’ve seen all your movies,” his fan gushed. “You’re the greatest!”

Dirk’s smile grew even broader. “What’s your name my dear?” he asked, stroking his dimpled chin.

“Cathryn,” she said with a shy giggle.

“Pleased to meet you Cathryn,” Dirk said. He didn’t bother introducing Gretchen.

Cathryn hesitated a moment, biting her lower lip. When Dirk raised an eyebrow she leant in and spoke in a conspiratorial whisper, “Can I see it?”

Dirk’s other eyebrow rose. “See it?”

Cathryn licked her lips. “Your dick. Can I see it?”

Dirk grinned. He looked left and right, the bar was pretty quiet, there was no one around them, other than Gretchen. “All right Cathryn,” he agreed, reaching up and unbuckling his belt. The pretty redhead leaned in closer as Dirk unzipped the front of his pants, pulling this fly open to reveal a pair of black satin underwear that housed a substantial bulge. 

“Oh my,” Cathryn breathed, her heart racing in anticipation as she eyed up Dirk’s package. 

Still standing right next to them, Gretchen rolled her eyes at the crude display, she did however glance into the front of Dirk’s pants as he pulled them open.

“Go ahead,” urged Dirk, giving his pretty fan one of his trademark winks.

Cathryn clapped her hands together in excitement, then she reached down towards the open front of Dirk’s pants, biting her lower lip in concentration. Her small hand slipped inside Dirk’s open fly, her soft fingers stroking over the length of Dirk’s cock, feeling it’s warmth and thickness through his underwear. Her hand slid right down inside his hands, cupping his heavy testicles through his briefs and then sliding back up the length of his cock. Cathryn gave a gentle sigh and she traced his dick with her fingertips, then briefly ran her hand over his lower stomach, enjoying the feel of his washboard stomach.

Cathryn gave a moan as she then reached her other hand down into his pants and hooked a fingertip inside the waistband of Dirk’s underwear. She paused a moment, glancing around the bar to double check the coast was clear, and then pulled out the top of Dirk’s underwear. Cathryn gasped as she looked down and saw Dirk’s thick cock, semi-erect at almost 8 inches.

“Oh wow!” she breathed, absolutely gushing with excitement. Her hands trembling, Cathryn reached down inside Dirk’s underwear, her soft hand finally touching the pornstar’s naked penis. “Oh my God, it’s beautiful!” Cathryn moaned as she closed her fist around the middle of Dirk’s shaft, feeling his cocks heat as it twitched slightly in her hand. Cathryn gently stroked her palm up and down Dirk’s cock. “I can feel it growing!” she whispered, now reaching in with her other hand to gently toy with Dirk’s hairy balls, both her hands down buried to the wrists down the front of Dirk’s briefs.

“I can’t believe I’m actually holding Dirk Longsabre’s cock!” Cathryn said, taking his shaft in both hands and running them up and down it’s length as it rapidly grew to full erection, and entire ten inches. “And right in the middle of a bar,” she added with an excited giggle.

Beside them Gretchen’s eyes widened as she saw the size of Dirk’s cock, as much as she obviously disapproved of the crude display, she didn’t take her eyes off the open front of Dirk’s pants. The lovely blonde watched as Cathryn’s hands stroked Dirk’s impossibly big cock, the redheads small hands made him seem even bigger. Almost of it’s own accord, Gretchen’s hand started to reach for the front of Dirk’s pants as well, but she quickly snatched it back to her side when she realized what she was about to do.

Neither Dirk, nor Cathryn noticed however, Cathryn especially had her hands full and her eyes locked onto the mighty organ that filled them. The redhead traced one fingertip over the slit at the tip of Dirk’s cock, and then gently ran her fingers around the head of his cock. A small droplet of precum oozed from the tip, Cathryn swiped it away with her finger, bringing it to her lips and tasting him.

“Mmm, delicious,” she moaned, savoring the morsel on her tongue in a most seductive manner.

Cathryn looked over her shoulder, once again looking around the bar to see if anyone had noticed what was going on, and then, to Dirk and Gretchen’s surprise she squatted down for a closer look at the pornstar’s magnificent manhood. She leant in, her face only a couple of inches away, all the while she never stopped stroking his cock in her soft hands. By this point Dirk was enjoying her attentions and had completely forgotten about Gretchen.

Cathryn pulled down on his cock, angling it directly towards her, the movement causing his underwear to push down, completely unveiling his impressive cock and balls to anyone who happened to look their way. The redhead licked her lips and glanced up at Dirk, “Do you mind?” she asked with surprising timidity considering their positions.

Dirk knew exactly what she had in mind. “Be my guest,” he gallantly agreed, leaning back against the bar and letting out a blissful sigh.

Cathryn smiled and leant forward, her tongue coming out to swipe over the throbbing end of Dirk’s cock, tasting him. “You taste incredible!” she breathed in a husky purr, before leaning forward once again and running her tongue down the full length of his ten-inch shaft.

Dirk moaned in appreciation as she reached the base of his cock and then worked her way back up.

“Should you be doing this right here?” Gretchen hissed as she noticed a couple of the other patrons were looking their way and whispering.

“Shut up wench!” groaned Dirk as Cathryn’s lips closed around the end of Dirk’s cock and she sucked the whole head of his cock in her wet mouth.

The redhead bobbed a couple of times over his cock, taking him shallowly within her mouth before backing off to lick him once again.

“I’ve never had a cock as big as this,” the woman breathed, licking the head of him as if he were an ice cream. She paused only a moment before plunging her mouth back down on Dirk’s cock, this time taking him deeper. The big pornstar groaning in appreciation as Cathryn attempted to fit more and more of his cock into her sweet mouth. Her lips slid down Dirk’s shaft, taking around half his cock, her tongue fluttering over the underside of the hard shaft and causing Dirk to moan in appreciation. As a professional porn actor, Dirk had been sucked by the best in the business, but the excitement of the situation, getting sucked off in the middle of a bar by a practical stranger, made this blowjob seem the most erotic he’d experienced.

The woman backed off again, rubbing the sticky head of his cock against her chin and lower lip as she spoke. “Thank you so much for letting me do this,” Cathryn breathed, her tongue flicking out to toy with the tip of him. “My husband is going to be stoked when I tell him about this.”

Dirk gave a loud groan as she plunged her mouth back down on his cock. She was married! And she was actually thanking him! For letting her suck his cock! He moaned again and reached down, running his fingers through Cathryn’s red hair and urging her tempting mouth downwards. She gagged slightly at first, unused to Dirk’s considerable dimensions, then backed up and tried again. This time he was able to push a good three quarters of his hard cock into her mouth.

Cathryn’s hands slid up to grip the sides of Dirk’s hips and she started to bob her head faster over his cock, using her hands for leverage and practically fucking him with her mouth. 

The big pornstar’s legendary stamina let him down, he gave a moan as he felt his approaching orgasm, his balls churning with cum. This was not a film shoot so there was no reason to even try to hold back. With a grunt and a thrust of his hips he unloaded into his fan’s obliging mouth. He tightly gripped the bar as wave after wave of sperm flooded Cathryn’s mouth and she struggled to swallow it all down.

“Oh yeah wench, that’s it!” gasped Dirk as he spent himself, her mouth sucking forcefully the entire time. Once he was finally done, Cathryn drew back, wiping the excess cum from her chin. 

She stood up, a big, silly grin plastered on her face. “That was amazing!” she blurted, “I don’t know how to thank you for letting me do that.”

“I think you’ve thanked him quite enough,” remarked Gretchen dryly.

Cathryn seemed to notice Gretchen for the first time and she blushed deeply. “Oh my goodness, are you his girlfriend…I’m so sorry about getting carried away like that.”

“Heck no!” Gretchen hurried assured her, the mere thought of such an association with Dirk obviously horrifying her. “I happen to have some important business with Mr Longsabre. Now why don’t you be a good little girl and run along.”

Cathryn seemed to ignore Gretchen’s rudeness, leaning forward to kiss Dirk on the cheek as he finished buttoning up his pants. “Thanks again Dirk,” she whispered, before heading back across the bar, leaving Dirk and Gretchen alone.

“That hit the spot?” remarked Gretchen as the redhead departed.

Dirk grinned at the blonde, “If I didn’t know better I’d think you were jealous.”

“Of that woman? You’ve got to be kidding!” snapped Gretchen, her cheeks coloring slightly. “And trust me Mr Longsabre, I have no interest in your penis!”

“Please, call me Dirk,” replied the pornstar, still grinning broadly. “Now. What’s all this business about strange encounters and what-not?” 

The blonde seemed to hesitate, deciding how to reply. “I’m on the trail of a fugitive,” she said at last. “And I’ve tracked either her or her servants to both your home and that studio where you were making a movie.”

“A fugitive?” he repeated in surprise. “Are you a cop or something?”

Gretchen shook her head. “Not exactly.”

“Bounty hunter?” he guessed.

“Sort of,” she replied vaguely, before he could ask more questions Gretchen asked one of her own. “You mentioned a creature that attacked you?”

“Yeah, this may sound a little strange, but I could have sworn it wasn’t human,” Dirk said, suddenly feeling rather silly.

Gretchen didn’t bat an eyelid, “what did it look like?”

“Well, it was short, under five foot, and it had claws. I couldn’t see too well in the darkness,” he told her.

“One of her servants,” Gretchen spat in aversion.

“Her? Who the hell is it you’re tracking?” Dirk asked, this was getting more and more interesting by the minute.

“What happened to the demon that attacked you? How did you survive?” Gretchen asked.

“Demon?” Dirk remarked. “You’re fucking with me aren’t you?”

“How did you survive the attack?” insisted Gretchen, still deadly serious.

Dirk frowned, she was pretty intense for a busty blonde, definitely not the airhead type he was used to, and all this stuff about fugitives and servants and demons? “Let’s just say that only one of us walked away from the fight,” Dirk said, unable to refrain from puffing out his chest proudly.

“You killed it?” she asked in surprise.

“Damn straight. With my bare hands. No one messes with Dirk Longsabre.”

“Where did this happen?” Gretchen asked.

“Out on the highway by the bay.”

“Thank you,” Gretchen turned and started to leave, Dirk reached out and grabbed her by the arm.

“Wait, that’s it?” he asked. “Where are you going?”

“The highway, by the bay. I need to pick up the trail,” Gretchen replied as if it was obvious.

“I’m coming with you then,” said Dirk.

“No, out of the question.”

“If that thing was working for someone else then I owe them a debt,” Dirk said firmly. No one messes with Dirk Longsabre and gets away with it.

“No, it’s too dangerous,” Gretchen replied firmly.

Dirk scoffed at this. “If a pretty little blonde like you is going alone then what make’s you think I’d be in any danger?”

Suddenly a bright white flash burst into Dirk’s vision, he blinked in surprise, trying to clear his vision. It only took a moment but when the light started to fade Gretchen had gone.

“What the fuck..?” murmured Dirk, rubbing his eyes. A few minutes ago he would not have thought it possible, but his night had just gotten weirder.

**

Nigel Dawkins had never been what you would call, ‘good with the ladies’. In fact you could go so far as to say he was pretty damn awful when it came to the fairer sex. Tonight however, was Nigel’s lucky night.

A little tipsy from two-beers-too-many, Nigel stumbled through his front door, his arm wrapped around the slim waist of an incredibly beautiful brunette. The gorgeous dark haired woman wore a short black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that Nigel had spent most of the last hour staring into, admiring the upper swells of her not inconsiderable breasts.

“Home, schweet home,” slurred the middle-aged man as he led the woman into his lounge. She took a seat on his couch, crossing her long, sleek legs. The movement caused the slit up the side of her dress to fall open, revealing a substantial expanse of thigh. The dark haired beauty was wearing black stockings and a black garter, the strap of which was visible from the open side of her gown.

Nigel swallowed as he took in the mind-boggling sight, this was definitely his lucky day. “Would you like a drink?” he asked, his voice shaking slightly. Pausing for a drink was the last thing on his mind. He was aching to dive on the curvy beauty and rip that skimpy black dress right off her.




Dirk Longsabre Pt. 01



“Red wine,” she immediately replied. Her tongue seductively licked its way slowly across her upper lips, making Nigel go weak at the knees.

“Of course,” he squeaked before disappearing into the kitchen to pour them both a drink. He returned moments later, carrying two hastily poured glasses of cheap red wine. As he approached where the woman sat on the couch, her tongue repeated it’s seductive circle of her full red lips, and she uncrossed and recrossed her long, stocking clad legs. Nigel’s gaze, completely drawn to the creamy portion of firm thigh she exposed, missed his briefcase that lay discarded on a rug.

His foot caught the handle of the briefcase and in his drunken state completely lost his balance. With a yelp of surprise he tumbled forward, straight at his sexy companion. One glass of red wine flew sideways, the other went straight at the woman, splashing over her face, the glass itself narrowly missing her and flying over the back of the couch. Nigel meanwhile, fell headlong into the woman, landing straight in her lap, his face planting firmly into her expansive cleavage.

Finding himself with his face buried in a pair of the biggest, firmest tits he’d ever laid eyes on, Nigel froze. His hands now empty, the wine glasses long gone, he tentatively reached up and rested them on the beautiful woman’s slim hips. Nigel gave a gentle moan and slowly rubbed his face around in the warm softness of her cleavage, luxuriating in the feel of her pillow-like boobs against his face.

When she didn’t seem to protest, he got a little bolder, his hands sliding up her sides as his tongue came out and started to lick up the length of her deep cleavage. Nigel groaned and pressed the bulge of his crotch down onto her stocking-clad knee. His hands reached the sides of her substantial breasts and he squeezed them eagerly, at the same time pressing his face deeper into her bosom. Nigel had never handled such an impressive pair, he’d only been laid twice before and both times the women were flat-chested and unattractive. 

The woman let Nigel feast on the tops of her breasts for a few more moments, his hands kneading the sides of her big knockers through her dress. The wine that had splashed on her face dripped down off her chin, dribbling onto her cleavage where Nigel immediately lapped it up. When she tired of his crude attentions she immediately shoved him sideways off her, so that he landed on his back beside her on the couch.

Panting with lust, Nigel looked up at the gorgeous woman. With red wine still dripping from her perfect features she almost looked like a lusty vampire, feasting on his blood.

She climbed up onto her knees on the couch, straddling Nigel’s lower legs. Without a word she ran her soft hands up his thighs, her long red nails almost like claws as they met over his crotch. Nigel gave a quiet whimper as she squeezed the swelling between his thighs.

“What do we have here?” the woman breathed, her voice husky. Her nailed fingertips traced the outline of Nigel’s cock through his trousers, and then she pressed both palms against the bulge and squeezed him firmly.

“Oh my!” gasped Nigel, her squeeze almost painful. Her fingers then curled inside the top of his pants. With a sudden yank she tore open Nigel’s pants, his eyes going wide as she didn’t pause to unzip him, but ripped the zip open, the button at the top popping off and flying across the room. She smiled broadly as she immediately reached into the torn front of Nigel’s pants, her warm hands slipping straight down inside the band of his underwear and seizing his cock, dragging him out into the open air.

“This is what I want,” she breathed, her voice urgent. She stroked Nigel’s cock in both soft hands, it was quite big, just under 8 inches in length. The woman’s sexy tongue licked her lips again as she gazed at his manhood. 

“Oh God!” groaned Nigel as she suddenly dived forward and swallowed his penis in her warm mouth, bathing him in heat. In his two sexual encounters to date he had never had a woman go down on him, the feel of the raven haired beauty’s tongue against his cock and her hot, wet mouth enveloping him was incredible. Nigel leant back against the couch, moaning in absolute pleasure as her head bobbed up and down over his lap. “That feels marvelous!” he gasped, it almost felt as if her tongue was curled around his erection and squeezing him, but that of course was impossible.

She finally rose up, licking his taste from around her lips. “Magnificent!” she hissed, squeezing his cock in her hand as she moved forward, straddling his cock and grazing the head of him against her pussy. 

“No panties?” Nigel gasped out, so overcome by lust that he was hardly able to think.

A droplet of red wine fell from the corner of her mouth, landing on Nigel’s chest as she slowly lowered herself down onto the hard pole of Nigel’s cock. Nigel’s back immediately arched as his cock was suddenly encased in her divine cunt. He thought her mouth and tongue had felt good, but this was out of this world. Buried in her pussy, his cock started convulsing almost immediately, absolutely bliss flooding his body as his eight-inch cock shot cum deep up inside her.

“Oh my God!” yelled Nigel as he climaxed, suddenly the intense pleasure that was surging through his genitals vanished and was replaced by a cold numbness. Pain wracking his body, Nigel looked down towards his loins, where his body was joined with that of the gorgeous woman. A deep black was creeping up from his groin, almost like a paint-stain crawling under his skin. 

“Wh..what…oh God!” screamed Nigel as the blackness made it’s way up his chest to his throat, drowning his pain-filled screams.

**

Gretchen slipped out the side door of the bar, coming into a dark, rubbish filled alleyway. If Dirk had been telling the truth then Cassandra already had gained enough strength to summon her servants. She had to hurry if she was going to stop her before she became too powerful, each kill would give her more strength.

She peered back into the bar once more to make sure Dirk was not following her, she saw him rubbing his eyes as she pulled the door closed. Good, it had worked. She hadn’t wanted to use her powers against him, but for his own safety she could not have him trailing along. 

Gretchen hurried towards the street, eager to find the site of Dirk’s attack as quickly as possible. In her haste however, she didn’t see the leg sticking out from a pile of old cardboard boxes in front of her. Her foot caught and she stumbled forward.

“Ah!” yelped the owner of the leg, emerging from the pile of rubbish. It was a homeless man, grubby and dressed in rags. “Watch where you’re going!” he growled angrily.

“I’m so sorry!” Gretchen immediately apologized, bending down towards the man to make sure he was unhurt. “I didn’t see you there.”

“What do you have there Jim?” said a voice from the other side of the alleyway, making Gretchen jump in surprise.

“A sweet, sweet piece of meat, Red,” said Jim, the first bum, the one Gretchen had tripped over. As she bent forward to look closer at him the neckline of her pink blouse had hung open, giving the homeless man an excellent view of her cleavage and ample, bra-encased breasts.

“You can say that again,” the second bum, Red agreed, licking his dry, grubby lips at the sight of Gretchen’s firm posterior in her tight white jeans.

Whilst Gretchen was distracted by the sudden appearance of the second bum, Jim’s hand shot up, seizing her wrist in a vice-like grip. “Hope you’re going to say sorry for kicking me pretty lady,” he said, flashing her a gap toothed grin.

Gretchen tried to pull her hand away, but the bum’s grip was surprisingly strong. Red, the other man had by now got to his feet and was shambling towards her from behind.

“Let me go!” she gasped as he started to pull her towards him.

“I don’t think so!” Jim replied, yanked her off her feet and pulling her against him. She struggled to escape from her attacker, but found her arms pinned, her back against Jim as the other bum leered above her.

Gretchen briefly considered using her powers to escape, but she couldn’t, she was sworn not too. “What do you want?” Gretchen said, hoping to find a way to talk her way out of the situation.

Red merely gave a chuckle as he bent down over her, reaching for the front of her pink blouse. She gasped as his grubby hands gripped her clothing, tearing it open and revealing the lacy white bra she wore beneath. Red frowned as he saw the slightly smudged black ink on her ample breasts.

“What’s a Dark Lung scab?” he asked, struggling to read Dirk’s signature.

“Please, let me go,” begged Gretchen. Her plea seemed to snap Red out of his attempted to read the writing on her breasts, instead he reached out with his dirt stained hands again, yanking down on the cup of her bra and popping her big tits out into the open.

“These are amazing Jim!” gasped Red in appreciation of the unveiled melons.

“I know!” cackled Jim from behind her, Gretchen could feel the other bums erection poking insistently against her ass as he held her down and looked over her shoulder at the exposed flesh.

Red licked his grimy lips and reached out with both hands, roughly grabbing at Gretchen’s big boobs. “Oh yeah baby, that’s the stuff!” he groaned, squeezing hungrily at the vast mounds. “I’m gonna make these things shake like jello!” 

Before Red could taunt Gretchen any further however, a foot connected with the side of his skull, sending him sprawling across the alleyway where he crashed into a garbage bin and lay unmoving on the ground.

“I’d be letting go of the lady now if I were you,” said Dirk Longsabre menacingly, standing over where Jim held Gretchen.

The homeless man swallowed nervously at the sight of the muscular attacker, glancing briefly over to where his friend lay in a motionless heap before quickly letting go of Gretchen’s arms. The pretty blonde immediately extracted herself from her assailant, taking the hand Dirk offered to help her to her feet.

Still holding her hand Dirk led her from the alleyway towards where his Mustang was parked around the front of the building.

“Thank you,” Gretchen whispered.

“Too dangerous for me huh?” Dirk replied.

Gretchen was about to reply when a deafening bang echoed through the alleyway. Gretchen felt Dirk’s hand slip out of hers as the bulky pornstar lurched forwards, stumbling as an explosion of red blood ripped from the front of his chest. Gretchen spun to see Jim, the homeless man standing in the center of the alleyway, his arm extended, a smoking gun in his hand.



Dirk Longsabre Pt. 02



CHAPTER THREE

The pain had only lasted for a fraction of second, the bullet traveling straight through Dirk’s heart, killing him instantly. Dirk remained on his feet however, watching as his body tumbled forward, blood splattering down the alleyway, a look of absolute horror on Gretchen’s face. Dirk turned away from his body to see the homeless man, Jim, running in the opposite direction.

“I’m dead?” Dirk tried to speak but no sound came from his lips. He looked downwards at himself, but there was nothing there. It wasn’t like he had expected, he wasn’t a ghost or anything. He just wasn’t there, merely a presence, a consciousness with no body.

Dirk turned back to where his dead body lay. He saw the blonde woman kneeling at his side, cradling his head in her arms and looking upwards as if she were praying.

“Well this sucks,” Dirk tried to grumble, but without a mouth, without a body he made no sound. “What a way for the great Dirk Longsabre to die, shot in the back by a bum.”

Gretchen’s hand gentle reached for his chest, resting over the bloody exit wound.

“The world will miss my cock,” Dirk announced soundlessly.

A gentle white glow began to emanate from under Gretchen’s palm.

“I wonder if I’m going up or down,” Dirk pondered voicelessly, reaching up to stroke his dimpled chin but finding nothing there. He frowned as he saw the white light under Gretchen’s hand start to increase in intensity, becoming brighter and brighter. “What is that?” he murmured, wishing he had a forehead to frown with.

Suddenly his perspective abruptly shifted and the light was blinding his eyes, reminding him a little of the light that had blinded him in the bar, just before Gretchen had left.

“What’s that light?” Dirk murmured again, gasping in surprise as this time his words were actually audible.

“Are you okay Dirk?” Gretchen asked softly.

“I think I’m dead,” groaned Dirk, he suddenly realized that his head was now cradled in Gretchen’s arms, her large breasts just in front of his face, still hanging out of her bra from the attack. Dirk realized that he had a head again, he had a body. “What…”

“You’re not dead,” Gretchen assured him.

“How did you do that?” Dirk gasped, looking up at the beautiful blonde in astonishment. “I was dead! I was looking down on myself. I…”

“I brought you back,” Gretchen whispered, gently stroking his forehead soothingly.

Dirk’s eyes widened. He looked down at his body and felt his chest, where the bullet had burst through, there was no wound, not even a scar, although his shirt was ripped open. “How…Who…What are you?”

“I’m an angel Dirk,” Gretchen said softly.

“An..an angel?” Dirk stammered in disbelief.

Gretchen nodded. “I’ve been sent to earth to track down and capture a demoness, Cassandra, that has escaped from hell.”

“The one whose servant attacked me?” 

“Yes. I don’t know why she is after you, but I must stop her. Cassandra is a succubus, a demon that kills with her sex. If she is not stopped who knows how many good souls will be doomed,” Gretchen said gravely.

“Kills with her sex?” Dirk asked.

“Yes, succubus’s are demons that tempt men with lust, when a human climaxes inside a succubus their souls are immediately dragged down into hell and they are doomed for all eternity, cursed by their desire,” she explained.

“If you’re an angel, why didn’t you use your powers against those men that attacked you?” Dirk asked, glancing at Gretchen’s large, uncovered breasts. He couldn’t help but lick his lips at the sight of her mouthwatering nipples.

“I am forbidden to use my powers to harm a human, my blessings are only intended to combat demons,” she explained.

“You’re lucky I followed you then,” Dirk said.

He then reached down to his crotch, checking himself out to make sure the ‘goods’ weren’t damaged during his almost-death. “That’s not good,” he murmured as he unzipped his pants and reached inside.

“What?” Gretchen asked in concern.

“This is a disaster,” Dirk said as he pulled his dick out of his pants. It was now flaccid, but still almost five inches in length and thick as most men’s fully erect members.

“What on earth are you doing?” Gretchen asked, frowning at his exposed manhood.

“It’s limp! I think something bad happened to me while I was dead.”

“What are you talking about, what’s the big deal if it’s limp?” Gretchen asked.

“This is my livelihood!” Dirk said urgently. He shook his flaccid penis as if to emphasize the point.

“Well what do you expect?” Gretchen asked. “There’s nothing sexy about dying, don’t worry I’m sure there’s nothing wrong.”

“Not dying, but what about those?” Dirk asked, pointing to the ripped front of Gretchen’s shirt, out of which jutted her perfect breasts, completely bare.

Gretchen looked down and gasped, realizing for the first time that she was still exposed from her attack. The gunshot and following drama had distracted her completely. She hurried reached for the cups of her brassiere.

“Wait!” said Dirk, reaching up and halting her. “Please, leave them out. I need to check all the plumbing is still working.”

Gretchen started to protest, then thought better of it. After all, it was saving her that had got him shot in the first place.

Dirk’s hand shifted from her arm to one of her exposed breasts, gently cupping the ample orb and giving it a squeeze. As he softly manipulated the firm flesh her nipple hardened slightly against his palm, but his cock remained limp and lifeless.

“Nothing!” whispered Dirk in dismay as he massaged Gretchen’s lovely boob. “Perhaps you could touch it?” he asked hopefully.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” Gretchen said, despite her obvious reluctance however, she felt obliged to help him and so reached down towards his lap, taking his soft penis in her warm hand.

“That’s nice,” breathed Dirk as the angel’s hand slowly started to stroke his cock. Dirk meanwhile had now lifted his other hand up so that he held a firm tit in each palm. As Gretchen’s smooth hand slid up and down Dirk’s soft shaft he evenly squeezed her breasts one after the other almost as if he was pumping her up with air.

Gretchen leant down towards Dirk’s cock slightly, unable to help herself from admiring the beauty of Dirk’s perfect cock, even in it’s flaccid state. Continuing to stroke with one hand, her other hand reached into his pants to cup his heavy balls, gently rolling them on her fingertips.

“I think it’s working,” Dirk murmured as he pinched on Gretchen’s nipples with both hands, jiggling her big breasts. “I can feel a stirring.”

“Me too,” whispered Gretchen, almost in awe as she felt Dirk’s cock thickening slightly in her stroking hand. Contrary to popular belief, angels were not chaste, sexless beings, Gretchen had experienced her share of cocks over the centuries of her existence, but Dirk’s member was definitely something exceptional.

Dirk rubbed Gretchen’s big breasts with his palms, moving the ample orbs in small circles over her chest and every so often squeezing, his fingers sinking into the resilient flesh. Gretchen leant closer to Dirk’s cock, studying it with surprising intensity as it grew in her hands. As she bent over his lap Dirk had to adjust his grip on her boobs, reaching under her shoulders so that he could continue groping and fondling the large melons.

“It normally gets bigger than this,” remarked Dirk, his cock at about half-mast now, eight inches of meat filling both of Gretchen’s hands as she stroked him.

“I’ve got an idea,” said Gretchen, then to Dirk’s profound surprise, the beautiful blonde angel bent down and took his semi-erect penis into her warm mouth.

“Oh wow!” groaned Dirk, on the receiving end of his second blowjob that evening. Gretchen’s mouth formed a tight suction around the shaft of Dirk’s growing cock, her lips sliding rapidly up and down and creating a beautifully wet friction against his shaft. 

Gretchen’s hands stroked on the base of Dirk’s now fully erection cock, bobbing her head over the head of him as the well-endowed pornstar roughly handled her big jugs. Gretchen’s tongue swirled around the head of Dirk’s cock and then she plunged her mouth deep over him, taking half his cock inside her wet mouth and holding him there. He gave a groan, watching as her pretty pinkish-red lips formed a tight noose around his cock.

His cock still buried in her mouth, the angel looked up at Dirk, catching his eye. Slightly uncomfortable looking into her ethereal eyes, Dirk flashed her one of his trademark winks. To his surprise Gretchen winked back at him, and then started to work her mouth lower on his cock, her throat opening and accepting impossible amounts of Dirk’s thick shaft.

Dirk watched in amazement as Gretchen’s lips kept descending down his shaft, more and more of his cock disappearing as she worked her way downwards. Dirk’s massive ten inches had only been deep throated to the base on a couple of occasions, both of those were by specialist cocksucking pornstars. So when Gretchen’s lips touched the very base of Dirk’s cock, her nose buried in his pubic hair, Dirk’s hips lurched and he threw back his head, crying out in pleasure as his cock exploded down Gretchen’s incredible throat.

“Holy fuck!” cried out Dirk as he came, his shout filling the alleyway. Dirk’s hands left Gretchen’s big breasts, grabbing the top of her blonde head and pressing her down into his lap as his cum rocketed out of his cock. Gretchen didn’t even have to swallow, his manhood plunged so far down her throat that he was pretty much shooting directly into her stomach.

Despite having unloaded into Cathryn, his eager to please fan’s mouth, less than fifteen minutes earlier, Dirk was cumming in gallons. His back arched up off the concrete ground as wave after wave of climax rocked his body, and Gretchen’s mouth maintained it’s tight seal around the base of his shooting cock, her throat eagerly accepting his load.

Only once Dirk’s body had stopped moving did the angel start to back up off his cock. His now spent penis was ultra-sensitive, the sensation of Gretchen’s lips sliding back up the shaft, causing Dirk to groan loudly.

“That was fantastic!” gasped Dirk when the angel finally lifted her head up from his groin.

Gretchen smiled. “Multiply that pleasure by one hundred and it wouldn’t even come close to what you’d experience inside any of the succubus’s orifices,” she said warningly.

Dirk raised an eyebrow in surprise at this comment.

“Come on, let’s get out of here,” Gretchen said at last, as she got to her feet and started pushing her big boobs back into her lacy white bra.

**

Dirk pulled his Mustang over to the side of the road.

“It was around here that I was attacked,” he said to Gretchen.

“And you defeated the demon with your bare hands?” Gretchen asked, still amazed by his claim.

“Sure did,” the big pornstar agreed as he stepped out of the car. “The ashes have probably blown away by now though. After I killed it, the thing just caught fire and burnt away.”

The angel had gotten out of the car now too and was looking up and down the road. “I can sense their evil,” Gretchen said in a low voice. “The stench is still strong.”

“You’re not exactly smelling of roses either honey,” said a woman’s voice from behind them.

Dirk and Gretchen spun, standing in the center of the highway, in front of a blood red Ferrari was the raven-haired beauty that Dirk had chased across town earlier that night.

“Cassandra!” Gretchen spat with more hate than Dirk would have thought possible to come from a demon, let alone an angel. 

“Lovely night, isn’t it Gretchen,” the woman replied.

“She is the succubus?” Dirk murmured in surprise, after the demon attack on the highway he’d almost completely forgotten about the mysterious brunette.

“This is the bitch I’ve been hunting,” Gretchen confirmed.

“Bitch? I didn’t know angel’s were allowed to swear,” Dirk remarked.

“This one has a slightly dented halo,” taunted the demoness Cassandra.

“It’s over Cassandra!” said Gretchen. “You might as well give up now and spare yourself the pain.”

“Not likely,” sneered the beautiful succubus. “I’m just starting to enjoy my freedom.”

“Wait a minute,” interjected Dirk. “You were following me,” he accused the demoness, “why?”

The raven-haired beauty smiled wicked, licking her full lips. “There’s only so much demon-cock a girl can handle,” Cassandra’s smirk grew and she boldly eyed up Dirk’s crotch. “I want a chance to taste something a little different, and as far as human’s go, your cock is exquisite, one of a kind.”

Dirk blushed at her complement. “Well that’s true,” he admitted. 

The succubus licked her lips again, “I can’t wait to have some fun with your cock, such a beautiful, no, divine creation. I could just eat it up. In fact I probably will just do that,” she remarked, taking a step forward towards where Dirk and Gretchen stood.

Gretchen immediately stepped forward, in front of Dirk, “You’ll have to go through me first demon!” the angel snapped defiantly. 

Cassandra raised one eyebrow. “Oh really? Got a taste for man-cock as well Gretchen?” the demoness taunted.

Gretchen’s eyes narrowed angrily, but she couldn’t help but blush slightly at the recent memory of taking Dirk’s penis in her mouth. “You’re done Cassandra, give yourself up.”

The demoness began a low chanting in some strange language that Dirk didn’t recognize, but it sounded evil. “Ah, that can’t be good,” he murmured. “Now might be a good time to smite her,” he suggested to the angel.

Gretchen nodded in agreement and started a chant of her own, bringing her hands together in front of her expansive bosom and commencing a prayer. As she spoke Cassandra’s chanting had begun summoning her servants.

“Oh shit!” swore Dirk, as six small demons appeared, similar to the evil little fucker that had attacked him on the highway earlier.

Gretchen extended her palms towards the demoness, as she murmured the last few words of her prayer a soft white light shot from her hands, bathing the succubus in a divine glow. Cassandra’s arched her back and screamed out in pain, her screech was an inhuman cry of agony and anger.

“Alright!” whooped Dirk as the demoness shrieked in anguish.

Suddenly the light darkened and Cassandra collapsed to her knees, breathing heavily. A look of absolute hatred on her face, she looked up at Gretchen and Dirk.

“Kill them both!” she ordered her demon servants.

“Oh shit!” cursed Dirk when he realized Gretchen’s smiting had not been as effective as he had hoped.

The six small demon let out a roar of bloodlust and charged forward as Cassandra got to her feet and stood back, leaving her pets to their feeding frenzy.

Dirk glanced to Gretchen, hoping she had some more of that white light up her sleeve, but the angel was on her knees as Cassandra had been moments before, her breathing labored. Looks like he was on his own for this fight.

Dirk thought fast, the six demons closing on him impossibly fast. He lunged sideways, reaching out and scooping up a large rock that lay on the side of the road to his left. Dirk spun his body, using the momentum to toss the big rock at his charging attackers. It struck the lead demon in the right shoulder, spinning it round and knocking it off it’s feet. The projectile deflected off the beast and hit another demon in the head, also knocking it down.

Dirk didn’t have time to think though as the next demon was upon him, already diving towards his throat, razor sharp claws extended for the kill. Dirk fell backwards, bringing both feet up as he rolled and catching the demon by the midsection, launching it up and over his head and flinging it ten feet down the highway behind him. Dirk didn’t stop his roll, though, his feet coming right over as he completed a backwards roll and was on his feet again as the last three demons crashed into him, all at once.

He caught the center demon around the head, clinching it in a tight headlock as all four of them crashed backwards onto the concrete. Dirk felt a pain in his side as a claw slashed across his ribs, but he held on for all he was worth. As they fell he shifted his angle so that the demons head, his headlock forcing the beast headfirst into the hard road, broke his fall. The weight of the other two monsters aided Dirk, there was a sickening crunch as the beasts skull smashed into the ground, the demon instantly going limp in Dirk’s arms.

The pornstar didn’t have any time to celebrate however, as the two other demons were already clawing madly towards his throat. Dirk managed to shove one sideways off him and turn his body enough so that the other’s teeth sunk into his shoulder rather than his throat. Dirk gave a grunt of pain as the demonic teeth bit into his flesh. He swung his elbow back at the side of the demon’s jaw, rolling his body with the blow for extra momentum. The beast was flung off sideways with the stunning blow to the side of it’s head and Dirk hurriedly scrambled to his feet to take stock of the situation.

One demon lay on the ground at Dirk’s feet, it’s skull caved in during the fall. The other two that had dived on Dirk were already getting up, his attacks having barely slowed them, although the one he’d elbowed looked a little dazed. The two he had hit with the thrown rock had also quickly regained their footing, although they were now heading towards Gretchen. There was also one more demon behind Dirk, the one he had kicked over his head.

This time it was Dirk that attacked, he lunged forward towards the closest of the demons, the one he had thrown off with an elbow, taking the monster by surprise. Both Dirk’s fists crashed into the demon, one into it’s throat and the other into it’s stomach, right in the solar plexus. Fortunately it seemed that demon anatomy was similar to human as the beast gargled as Dirk’s fist crushed it’s throat and it’s eyes went wide as the bottom tip of it’s breastbone shattered from Dirk’s other fist. The double-handed punch launched the demon backwards across the road, slamming it into a signpost on the roadside. It didn’t get up again.

Dirk didn’t pause for the other nearby demon however, he kept moving in a straight line, moving into a run towards where Gretchen was suddenly locked into a wrestle with one of the demons, the other also moving in for the kill. The move meant the pornstar left two demons at his back, but from the shape Gretchen had been in after summoning that white light, suggested she wouldn’t last on her own without his help.

Gretchen somehow managed to get a forearm up as the first demon leapt upon her, it’s claws slashing towards her throat. She cried out as she took the blows across her arm, not even noticing as the second beast loomed above her head.

With the angel’s attention focused on the demon atop her, the other beast pulled one claw back, preparing to tear out her throat as it stood above her. Suddenly a pair of big hands grabbed either side of the standing demon’s head and abruptly twisted. There was a stomach-turning snapping sound as Dirk neatly broke the things neck, letting it slump to the ground. Dirk immediately turned and stepped back the way he had come, taking his two pursuers by surprise. The pornstar extended both his arms out as he reversed his direction, stepping towards the running beasts. Unable to stop, their momentum carried them directly into the brawny human’s powerful forearms, his clotheslining attack flipping them head over heels where they landed heavily on the ground.

The sight of his ally’s neck snapping seemed to surprise the demon on top of Gretchen and it paused in it’s vicious attack on her. That gave the angel all the opportunity she needed, a white light burst from her hands, flooding over her attacker. The light was noticeable fainter than the one she had summoned over Cassandra, but her attacker was a much weaker class of demon. The creature immediately burst into flames, it’s body flinging backwards off Gretchen’s.




Dirk Longsabre Pt. 02



As the two clotheslined demons crashed to the ground on either side of Dirk, the pornstar dropped to one knee, swinging both his fists outwards in a downward arc. His fists hammered into each demons throat, ending their lives.

Dirk immediately looked up towards where the Ferrari was parked, expecting to see Cassandra there with more demonic servants, but the succubus and her car was long gone.



CHAPTER FOUR

“So how come that light thing of yours didn’t work?” Dirk asked as he drove the car back towards the city, by now it was about 2am and Dirk especially was feeling the excitement of the day wearing down on him.

“I think I may have used too much energy bringing you back from that gunshot,” the beautiful blonde angel replied. “It’s weakened me much more than I expected.”

“So what now, will your energy return or are we fucked?” Dirk asked her, turning the Mustang into the parking garage where the small apartment he called home was.

“I should have my strength back within a couple of days,” Gretchen replied.

“We just lay low until then?” Dirk asked.

“I don’t know,” Gretchen replied, rubbing her temples with one hand. It had been a long day for the angel as well. “If we don’t act she may kill, for all we know she has already killed.”

Dirk rubbed his dimpled chin thoughtfully as he steered the Mustang into his carpark, right by the elevator. “Well, let’s not think about it tonight, some sleep will do us both well. I’ve got an early shoot in the morning.”

“You can’t go to work,” Gretchen said, concerned.

“I have to, it’s my job,” Dirk said, pushing open the car door and climbing out.

“But she’ll find you. She knows where you work,” Gretchen got out of the car, hurrying after him as he walked towards the elevator.

“I’ll be fine,” he assured her as he pressed the button to call the elevator. “There’s lots of people around, surely she won’t risk anything in a public place like that.”

“Perhaps,” Gretchen reluctantly agreed, “but she’s a demon, you can’t count on it.”

“If it makes you feel any better, you can come with me tomorrow,” Dirk suggested as the elevator doors slid open and they both stepped inside. Dirk pressed the button for level nine.

“I think I’ll just do that,” she decided as the doors closed.

The elevator took them up to the ninth floor and Dirk led the way to his small apartment. It was sparsely furnished, but very fashionable. The walls were decorated with a mix of posters from movies that Dirk had been in as well as few framed pictures of Dirk himself.

“I’m gonna hit the sack straight away,” Dirk said, exhausted. “You can either join me or sleep on the couch.” He was too tired to try and seduce her into joining him as he would do under normal circumstances when a pretty, buxom blonde was staying in his apartment. 

“I’ll take the couch,” Gretchen replied immediately. She walked straight over towards it, opening the front of her pink blouse. The top had lost most of it’s buttons during her run in with Jim and Red in the alleyway earlier, but she unfastened what few were left and tossed it beside the couch.

Dirk watched in surprise as the beautiful blonde reached behind her back and unhooked her lacy white bra, letting it drop down off her shoulders, leaving her topless. Gretchen’s back was too him, so all he could see was her sexy bare back and the edges of her considerable breasts peeking from her sides. Despite his cock having a particularly busy day, it began to stir at the vision.  

“Do you have a blanket or something?” Gretchen asked as she unzipped her white jeans, seemingly perfectly natural getting undressed right in front of Dirk.

“Ahh…” Dirk stammered as the white jeans slipped down off her slim hips, revealed her lacy white panties beneath. Gretchen had to have the most perfect ass Dirk had ever laid eyes on, including the many he’d seen (and done) during the filming of Awesome American Anal Action 4.

The skimpy white panties were next to go, Gretchen pushing them down her long legs and kicking them aside. Completely naked she turned back towards Dirk, wondering why he hadn’t moved from the doorway.

“Are you okay?” she asked, seeing his stunned expression.

“Ahh…” Dirk stammered again, his eyes flicking from her bare breasts, to her completely shaven pubic area, then back up again. Dirk gave a small moan and then started to walk towards her.

“Ah, what are you doing Dirk?” Gretchen asked as he wordlessly approached, a funny look of lust on his face. “Oh my!” she gasped as Dirk stepped right up to her, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her against his strong body, his lips hungrily seeking hers. “I don’t…” her protests her blocked as Dirk’s lips crushed against hers in a deep kiss. Gretchen moaned in surprise as Dirk’s tongue slipped into her mouth, eagerly seeking hers. Her naked body, initially stiff, now melted against his as their kiss intensified, Dirk pulling her lush curves harder against him as his desire grew.

His mouth not leaving hers, Dirk slowly lowered Gretchen to the couch, leaning over her as he passionately kissed the beautiful angel. Dirk moved his kisses down from her lips, along the line of her jaw to her throat, at the same time his hand slid up her side, stroking her warm, naked skin that felt ever-so-soft under his palm. Gretchen gave a moan of pleasure as Dirk gently trailed kisses along her neck and his hand cupped the side of her right breast, squeezing softly.

“Dirk I…” Gretchen’s protests were once again cut off as Dirk covered her mouth again with his. The blonde moaned, obviously enjoying his attentions, despite her weak protests. As Dirk started kissing her neck once again, her hands slid down his back, reaching for his ass and pulling him tighter against her.

Dirk, encouraged by her hands squeezing his ass, moved his kisses down across her chest, reaching her large breasts. The angel sighed happily as Dirk slid a hand up, cupping the underside of her heavy right breast and lifting it towards his hungry lips. The pornstar’s talented tongue came out, licking a circle around the outer edge of her dark areola as his hand squeezed around the base of her breast. He then lightly flicked her nipple with his tongue before closing his lips over the hardening bud and sucking heavily. Gretchen gave a moan as her nipple was suddenly enclosed in the warmth of Dirk’s mouth.

Gretchen moaned as Dirk feasted on her nipple, moving over to her left boob once he had given her right one a very thorough going over. The angel could clearly feel the size and hardness of Dirk as he ground himself against her thigh. Keeping one hand on his tight ass, she slipped the other between their bodies, reaching for the front of his pants and squeezing the bulge she found there.

Both of Dirk’s hands were now on Gretchen’s breasts, squeezing and groping the ample melons as he licked and sucked at them, rubbing his face all over the abundant pillows of flesh. He felt the angel’s hands between his thighs, squeezing his cock through his pants and rubbing the hard length of him.

Dirk gave both of Gretchen’s nipples a pinch, twisting them slightly as he kissed the lower slopes of her breasts softly and started to move down across her flat stomach. Gretchen groaned as Dirk’s tongue trailed across her belly, flicking over her belly button and traveled down towards the juncture of her thighs.

“Oh Dirk!” she gasped as his chin brushed against her pussy for the first time, his unshaven stubble scratching delightfully across her clit. Dirk gave a smile, lifting her legs up over his shoulders as his mouth moved between her thighs.

“Ahh!” Gretchen thrashed back against the couch as Dirk’s tongue slowly licked up the length of the slit of her vagina, sending pleasure soaring through her. Dirk pulled open the lips of Gretchen’s pussy, forming a V shaped with his fingers and probed with his tongue causing her to moan even louder. His other hand began to toy with her clit, circling it gently with his thumb as he pushed his tongue right inside her, producing even louder moans from the angel.

“Dirk, we shouldn’t be…ahh! Oh Dirk!” Gretchen’s back arched as Dirk’s mouth, tongue and fingers all worked together between her thighs, sending waves of pleasure through her and rapidly pushing her over the edge.

Gathering every ounce of self-control, Gretchen reached down between her legs and pushed Dirk’s face away. “Dirk we can’t!” she breathed, almost panting in lust as she forced him off her. “This is wrong, I…” Gretchen untangled her legs from around the pornstar’s shoulders and sat up, breathing heavily. 

“Come on,” whispered Dirk. “I know you want this too. After what happened in the alleyway.”

“No Dirk, that was a mistake. Angels are not tempted by sins of the flesh like humans,” she lied.

“You’re gonna leave me with blue balls baby,” protested Dirk, rubbing the bulge of his crotch through his pants.

“I’m sorry Dirk, but that’s the way it has to be,” Gretchen replied with more conviction now that she was starting to come down from her arousal. “We’ve had a busy night, we should get some sleep.”

Dirk sighed in disappointment. “Okay fine,” he relented. “But trust me, you’re missing out. They don’t call me Longsabre for nothing.” He shot her one of his trademark winks and then got up, heading for his bedroom.

**

The next morning they were both up before 7am, Dirk’s film shoot was scheduled to begin at 8 so they quickly showered and dressed before heading across town. Gretchen had insisted that she come with him just in case there was any more demonic problems, despite Dirk’s protests that he wasn’t allowed to bring friend’s to work.

The pretty angel had borrowed one of Dirk’s old football shirts to replace her ripped up pink blouse. It was several sizes too big, and to Dirk’s disappointment covered the lovely curves of her incredible figure.

They stopped at the local Starbucks on the way for a couple of strong black coffee’s, to go.

“Cinnamon?” Gretchen queried Dirk as they left the shop and got back in the car.

“It’s the secret of my success,” he replied.

“But in a black coffee?”

“Helps keep me ‘up’,” he shrugged, lifting his hand and then slowly raising one finger upwards in an imitation of an erect penis. 

Gretchen laughed and shook her head as they continued on their way to the studio.

“You know,” Dirk said after a few minutes of silence, “you’re pretty laid back and open for an angel, I kind of expected angel’s to have their panties all bunched up.”

Gretchen laughed at this as well, “you’re not too bad for a pornstar either,” she shot back, doing a poor but humorous imitation of Dirk’s trademark wink.

A shiver ran down Dirk’s spine as he steered the Mustang into his parking space. This was the same carpark where he’d first run into the succubus. 

They both climbed out and headed up to the main door where a security guard stopped them.

“Hi Filo,” Dirk greeted the big Samoan guard.

“Dirk, you know you’re not allowed to bring friend’s along to work,” Filo replied, nodding towards Gretchen.

“Ahh,” Dirk thought quickly, he hadn’t expected Filo to be that strict about the rules. “She’s not my friend.”

“Oh?” Filo asked, starting to turn towards Gretchen to refuse her entry.

“She’s a fluffer,” Dirk said, it was the first thing that came into his head.

“Ahh,” Filo gave Dirk a knowing grin, the big Samoan looking Gretchen up and down and licking his lips. “Go ahead.”

“What’s a fluffer?” Gretchen whispered to Dirk as the big pornstar ushered her inside.

“You’ll find out,” Dirk replied, putting his finger to his lips to silence her as they entered the set.

Filming for the first scene appeared to already be underway. There was a gorgeous dark haired woman bent face first over a desk, getting her pussy eaten out by Dirk’s costar from the day before, Titanic Tabitha. The massively endowed actress was squeezing her own substantial mounds as her tongue worked between the brunette’s sleek thighs. She was obviously doing a good job as the second actress was making loud moans, her head buried in a cushion as she appeared to struggled to contain her arousal.

The director and camera crew were set up around the small office set where the two women were performing what appeared to be a grade A lesbian scene. As Dirk and Gretchen made their way over to Dirk’s preparation chair, the director gave them a wave of greeting.

“You’re on with Dixie in ten Longsabre,” he warned them.

Dirk nodded and turned to Dean, the director’s young assistant. “Dixie?” he asked, he didn’t recognize the name, probably a new actress he hadn’t worked with before.

“Yeah,” nodded Dean. “Dixie Doodleswallower, the brunette,” he added, pointing over to where filming was taking place.

“Doodleswallower? Interesting name,” remarked Dirk as he looked over to where his new costar was performing. Tabitha had now climbed up onto the desk and was feeding her massive H-cups to the sexy brunette, her face getting smothered in tit-flesh.

“Probably hard to come up with a name that hasn’t been used already,” Dean suggested with a laugh.

Dirk chuckled in agreement and took his seat, Gretchen moving around to stand beside him.

“This wasn’t a good idea,” she whispered to Dirk after Dean had left. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”

“Just relax, it’ll be fine,” Dirk assured her. “Cassandra probably won’t even think of coming back here.”

“Need some help Mr Longsabre?” asked a female voice, interrupting their hushed conversation.

Dirk looked up and saw Annie, the set’s fluff girl. “Oh, hi Annie.”

“Hi Dirk,” Annie replied shyly, she had a bit of a crush on Dirk.

“I’m actually okay today,” Dirk replied, glancing over towards the door and seeing Filo the security guard looking his way. “Gretchen here is going to do my fluffing.”

“Oh,” Annie said in obvious disappointment. 

“Thanks though,” Dirk said to her, in truth he was a little disappointed too, Annie always gave him the most tender, almost loving blowjobs. On the other hand, Gretchen could deepthroat him in the most extraordinary way. 

As Annie left Dirk turned back to Gretchen. “You’re going to have to fluff me up babe,” Dirk said to her. “To maintain your cover or else they’ll chuck you out.”

“Just exactly what does a fluffer do?” the angel asked, crossing her hands across her expansive bosom.

“Ah,” Dirk bit his bottom lip, hesitating a moment as he tried to find an easy way of breaking the news to her. “Well, you see…it’s the fluff girl’s job to make sure the actor is ready to, ah, perform.”

“Ready to perform?”

“You know…erect,” Dirk replied apprehensively as he saw that Gretchen wasn’t too impressed with the cover he had given her.

“And how exactly does the fluff girl do this?” Gretchen asked dangerously.

“She, um, uses her mouth. She, ah, gives the actor a blowjob to get him up,” Dirk decided to come straight out with it.

“If you think I’m going to do that, you’re dreaming!” the angel hissed angrily.

“You did it in the alleyway, and last night we…”

“That was different. That was a mistake!” snapped Gretchen, interrupting him. “I think you should call Annie back over here to service you.”

Dirk shook his head. “I can’t. You have to do it or you’ll blow your cover.”

Gretchen hesitated. 

“Come on!” insisted Dirk. “It won’t be that bad, it’s nothing you haven’t done already after all.”

Gretchen glanced around the studio and noticed the same thing Dirk had, that Filo, the security guard was looking intently their way. The angel sighed in defeat, “Okay fine, but only because I have no choice.”

She knelt down in front of Dirk’s chair, noticing that there were a couple of pads on the floor at his feet, probably for the comfort of whoever had the job she was about to perform. Gretchen settled her knees onto the pads and looked up at Dirk. The pornstar already had his cock out of his pants in anticipation of the divine head he was about to be blessed with.

Gretchen took Dirk’s semi-erect penis in her hands, gave it a couple of offhanded strokes, then leant forward, opening her soft pink lips and taking the pornstar’s big cock into her mouth.

“Oh yeah, that’s nice,” murmured Dirk in encouragement as the buxom blonde angel tentatively sucked at his cock. He looked up and saw that Filo had moved back to the door, obviously satisfied that Dirk was not trying to bend the rules, and that Gretchen was indeed a genuine fluffer.

Gretchen’s tongue swirled all around Dirk’s quickly thickening cock, his shaft never leaving her mouth as she licked him, moving so rapidly that it almost felt as though she had two tongues. After a few minutes of teasing and tasting him in her mouth Dirk had become fully erect, ten inches in length, his girth stretching the angel’s lips.

Mindful that her job was only to get him hard and not get him off, Gretchen started to slowly bob her head, sliding her tight, ovalled lips up and down his shaft. Remembering how quickly he had cum last time, Gretchen did not deepthroat him, instead taking about half his length with each descent of her wickedly talented mouth.

After about five minutes of this, Gretchen pulled her mouth off his cock and moved lower, her tongue lapping at his heavy testicles. Dirk moaned in appreciation as Gretchen’s swiped her tongue over each sack and then took them into her mouth one by one for a gentle suck.

“You ready Dirk?” the director called out.

Dirk looked up, he’d been so busy enjoying Gretchen’s mouth that he hadn’t even noticed the girl on girl scene finish up. His co-star, Dixie Doodleswallower sat naked on the office desk, waiting for him. With the angel still busy licking his balls, Dirk frowned, Dixie Doodleswallower looked remarkable similar to the succubus Cassandra.

“Ah, just one moment,” Dirk replied to the director. His eyes widened slightly as he saw Dixie’s tongue slip out from between her dark red lips, seductively licking them in a memorably taunting manner.

Dirk tapped Gretchen’s shoulder, not taking his eyes off the raven-haired beauty that awaited him on the set.

Gretchen looked up from between the pornstar’s thighs, she was so caught up in her cocksucking that she hadn’t even heard the director call out to Dirk. “What is it?” she asked, wiping her chin.

“Um, does she look familiar to you?” Dirk asked, nodding towards where Dixie Doodleswallower waited, the brunette actress caressing her ample breasts in anticipation.

Gretchen’s eyes went even wider than Dirk’s when she saw the naked brunette. “Cassandra!” the angel hissed in animosity.

“You sure?” Dirk asked uncertainly. 

“I’d recognize her anywhere. I knew I had a bad feeling about this,” the angel said.

“What’s she doing here? And how did she get herself cast onto my movie?” Dirk wondered aloud. 

“Who knows? But we have to get out of here,” said Gretchen. “I’m not strong enough to face her at the moment.”

“Wait!” Dirk stopped the blonde angel as she started to get up. “We can’t leave, I can’t walk out on my job.” A shiver went down his spine as Dirk looked over to where the seductive demoness was waiting for him. The nude beauty was still licking her lips in anticipation of the feast she would soon be having on his soul.

“No Dirk, you can’t do it!” Gretchen said, genuine fear and concern in her voice. “The succubus will kill you if you cum inside her.”

“Just in her cunt? What about her mouth or ass?” Dirk suggested hopefully.

The angel shook her head, “there is no escape. Any orifice will mean your doom.”

“Very well,” Dirk said with a sharp nod, his jaw set. He stood up and yanked his shirt up over his head, revealing his muscular torso.

“What are you doing?” hissed Gretchen in panic as Dirk unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers, he was now completely naked. Ready for filming. “You can’t be thinking of going through with this!?”




Dirk Longsabre Pt. 02



“I have to go,” Dirk replied with remarkable calm.

“No! Don’t do it!” Gretchen said, still trying to keep her voice down. “You can’t be actually thinking of sticking your dick into her? She’ll kill you! You’re immortal soul will be doomed to an eternity in Hell! Don’t go Dirk, please!”

Dirk stepped past the kneeling angel. “This is what I do,” he said quietly to her, flashing her one of his trademark winks before turning and striding boldly towards the film set, where the succubus was eagerly awaiting his arrival.

As Dirk reached the edge of the desk where Cassandra sat, the demoness reached out and stroked his cock in her soft hands. His 10-inch member, fully erect thanks to Gretchen’s earlier attentions, more than filled her hands.

“I didn’t think you’d have the balls to go through with this,” remarked the succubus, licking her lips once again as she slipped one hand down to cup his testicles and gently toy with them. “Couldn’t resist a chance for the best fuck of your life, the final one? Are you man enough for me Dirk Longsabre?” she taunted, her hands wonderfully working his cock over. If her hands felt this good, how would her mouth feel? Or her pussy?

Dirk’s hip thrust forward slightly, his long cock sliding through Cassandra’s stroking hands, the tip of him jutting against the inside of her left thigh. “I’m more than enough,” Dirk replied. “You’ve never experienced anything like me wench!”

Cassandra threw her back and laughed, the sound sending a shiver down Dirk’s spine. “I’ve had the twenty inch cock of the Prince of Darkness stuffed up my twat human!” she spat at Dirk, his boldness and lack of fear irked her. No man should look death in the face and not tremble. “I think I can handle this little wiener.” 

“It’s not the size that counts, it’s how you use it,” Dirk replied with one of his trademark winks.

“Action!” called out the director, oblivious to the taunting conversation of his two actors.

“Get ready to meet your match,” Dirk told her.

“Shut up and fuck me!” snapped Cassandra, tiring of their little war of words.

“Begging for it already?” smirked Dirk. “Why not give me a little head first, get me in the mood.”

Cassandra rolled her eyes, but nonetheless she slid off the desk and dropped to her knees in front of Dirk as the camera’s started rolling. Dirk, in fact, was more than ready thanks to Gretchen, but he wanted to prolong this as long as possible. After all, when you’re walking towards your own death, there’s no point in running.

“Oh fuck that’s good!” shouted Dirk as his rock hard cock was suddenly engulfed in the succubus’s mouth. If he had thought that Annie or Gretchen gave good head, then this was an entirely different experience. Cassandra had been created purely for sex, her sole purpose was to tempt men with sex and kill me with sex and she had spent several millennia having sex. The feel of her perfect mouth and tongue sliding over his cock was better than every blowjob Dirk had experienced in his entire porn career all combined into one. 

The succubus easily swallowed his entire cock as if it were only a few inches in length, her mouth dropping all the way to the base of his shaft. Even with all ten inches filling her mouth, her tongue was swirling wondrously around and over him, teasing him immediately towards climax. When Dirk felt her tongue toying with his balls as she simultaneously deepthroated him, it took all his porn experience not to cum right then and there.

Unable to stand much more of her hellish mouth and tongue, Dirk reached down and pushed her head off his cock. It took all of his strength to shove her off him.

“Quitting already pencil dick?” mocked Cassandra as Dirk yanked her roughly up to her feet in front of him.

Ignoring her comment, Dirk spun the demoness around and pushed her face forward over the desk, presenting her nicely rounded ass towards him, her face pressed into the prop paperwork on the desk in front of them. Unable to resist the opportunity to further taunt the sexy demon, Dirk’s hand slapped down on a firm buttock, a stinging smack echoing through the studio.

“Are you ready for me wench?” Dirk asked, spanking her other buttock. The line was exactly as it was written in the script, but the succubus growled at his arrogant tone.

Not waiting for a reply, Dirk took hold of Cassandra’s shapely hips and lining his cock up with the inviting slit of her pussy. “Here goes nothing,” he whispered. With a single decisive thrust, Dirk Longsabre buried his ten-inch cock all the way inside the succubus and prepared to meet his doom with a grunt of pleasure.

“Now you die,” Cassandra whispered, grinding her hips back to meet Dirk’s thrusting cock, having no trouble taking his ten inches inside her.

“Oh my God!” groaned Dirk, he was not praying to Gretchen’s boss, instead he was luxuriating in the otherworldly sensations that the demoness’s clutching cunt was sending through his cock. Dirk had never felt anything so spectacular.

His cock almost seemed to have a mind of it’s own as his hips started pumping and he pummeled his cock hard, deep and fast in the succubus. He no longer cared if he came inside her and was sucked into hell, all he wanted was to enjoy this bliss she was giving him. All the women he had fucked, famous pornstars, beautiful models, eager fans, even a blowjob from an angel. None of it came even close to the pleasure he felt inside Cassandra’s cunt.

“Wh…what are you doing?” Cassandra gasped, clutching at the edge of the desk and moaning as Dirk repeatedly rammed his cock inside her. None of the human’s she had fucked since escaping hell had lasted more than a few seconds, yet Dirk was actually thrusting back against her. And it felt good!

Dirk arched his back, his highly experienced cock thrusting with a mind of it’s own, using all the tricks he had learnt in the porn business to pleasure the demoness. Beneath his pumping cock, Cassandra was writhing in pleasure on the desk, grinding her ass back into Dirk as his cock thrust wonderfully deep within her, unlike the huge demon cocks or the small human cocks, Dirk’s organ was a perfect fit for her tight pussy.

“Oh fuck! Don’t stop!” gasped Cassandra desperately. In the thousands of years she had been seducing and fucking both men and demon she had never felt sensations like the ones now running through her lithe body, not even when she had used her own hands to pleasure herself.

“Oh yesss!” grunted Dirk, slapping her buttocks again as he drove into her. The demon’s pussy was absolute heaven, if he died fucking like this he would die happy.

“Oh…” grunted Cassandra as the unfamiliar pleasure flooded her body, Dirk’s ceaseless thrusts jolting her back and forth on the desk. “…My…” she threw her head backwards, arching her back as her long raven hair whipped around in the throes of her lust. “GOD!”

Watching from behind camera, Gretchen lifted her hand to her mouth and gasped in surprise as she saw the beautiful demoness scream out in orgasm. Cassandra’s entire body thrashed on the desk, her hips driving back into Dirk as she roared out her climax, throwing the pornstar backwards across the room. Cassandra shrieked as her whole body burned with pleasure, her pussy flooding as the fires of her orgasm started to consume her. 

Cassandra grunted, collapsing to her knees and clutching at her burning pussy as the flames of her hellish climax turned into real flames, bursting from her loins and shooting up over her. Within seconds her entire body was consumed in an intense red flame, the echoes of her inhuman screams slowly fading as her body burnt away.

The director and entire crew stood silent, dumbfounded by the scene unfolding before them. Within moments it was all over, the flames dying out as abruptly as they came, leaving not even a pile of ashes to show that Dixie Doodleswallower had ever been there.

EPILOGUE

“I’m as surprised as you are,” admitted Dirk as he sat on his chair, breathing heavily.

“I…I’ve never seen anything like it,” murmured Gretchen. “Only God knows how many souls you’ve saved by vanquishing Cassandra. If there’s anything I can do to repay you, then please, just say the word.”

Dirk paused for a moment, right now there was only one thing he could think of. “Um, when the demoness exploded like that, I was, ah, kind of close.”

Gretchen frowned, not quite following what he was saying.

Dirk cleared his throat. “Well, I was about to cum,” Dirk nodded downwards towards his lap, his cock was hard as a rock, trembling slightly between his thighs. He was more erect than he had ever been in his life and felt as though he was about to explode. The sensations he’d experienced fucking a demon had turned him on more than he thought possible, how it was that he didn’t cum inside her he had no idea. Perhaps it was the Hand of God?

“I see,” Gretchen smiled as she realized where he was going. She reached for the zipper on her tight white jeans and unfastened them.

“I would hate to see the blue balls I’d get if I left the equipment in this state,” Dirk said, joining Gretchen’s grin with one of his own.

“It’s the least I can do,” Gretchen told him as she pushed her jeans and panties down around her ankles and moved forward.

“It’s only out of necessity after all,” Dirk said with a smile as the beautiful angel straddled him on the chair, guiding the tip of his now eleven-inch cock towards her shaven pussy.

“If you think demon-pussy is good, wait till you try angel-pussy,” Gretchen said, flashing Dirk an one of his trademark winks as she lowered herself down his cock.

THE END