Message-ID: <21479asstr$943614601@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: Your Pal Tal Subject: {ASSM} Janet for Hire Part One (2) (slut, group, oral, anal, more) Lines: 149 X-Original-Message-ID: <383E2F12.F30438E6@paganpleasures.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 X-Posted-By: @207.218.50.203 (citwil) X-MIME-Autoconverted: from 8bit to quoted-printable by nnrp03.primenet.com id AAA28759 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-MIME-Autoconverted: from quoted-printable to 8bit by sara.asstr-mirror.org id CAA05874 Date: Fri, 26 Nov 1999 06:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Janet For Hire Part One (2) by Taliesin, the Bard © 1999 All Rights Reserved True turned off the VCR and the lights, and a few minutes later the foursome set off westward along the glittering street, Harlan driving. They turned south at LaBrea and went east on Sunset. “Just to get the lay of the land.” Harlan commented. Now they were looking, paying attention. Not just anyone would agree to appear in a porn flick, though their office received several calls and letters a day from prospective performers. As Harlan drove slowly past various street corners, various ladies of the evening openly offered themselves for sex. They were a diverse group, some younger some older, some White some Black some Hispanic. As they passed a side street, they noticed a woman in a tight blue mini-dress leaning into a parked car. “Her,” Lesi said. It was a professional appraisal. “She’s what we’re looking for.” They could see the woman’s ass wiggle while she sucked the driver’s cock — though they could not see the sucking itself — and it was obvious she enjoyed her work. When the woman had finished and her client had driven off, Lesi got out of the car. Harlan, True and Bea watched as Lesi approached the woman. Her own outfit of gold blouse and matching skirt and shoes was no less sexy than that of the hooker. Snuggled next to True in the back seat of the large car, Bea good-naturedly massaged his hard penis through his pants. “Didn’t you do a movie with a famous hooker? One of the scenes was shot around here someplace?” “Yeah. We did a parody of the Hugh Grant and Divine Brown predicament. But that was an actress not a hooker playing the part of a hooker.” “Oh, thought it might be the same woman.” “She’s long gone from the biz. But that young lady is very cute.” Lesiah returned to the car with the woman at her side. They got in. “My name’s Janet. Can I suck somebody’s dick now?” It was ten minutes later when they got to the hotel. Janet was already peeling off her dress as they entered the room. As she had told them on the short drive to their destination, she was just a slut who loved sex and didn’t care who she fucked. She fit in well with the group. Naked except for her pumps, Janet scooted onto the bed and spread her legs. With her fingers she parted the dark flesh of her pussy lips revealing the pink within. “Who’s first? Or is it going to be all at the same time?” Harlan was the first of the men to disrobe. He walked toward the bed in deliberate strides to let Janet see what was coming. Her eyes lit up at the sight of his erect fourteen inches, proudly protruding in front of him. “Honey, I could cum just looking at that log. But already I’m wet enough for you to just slide that right in me.” And he did. Harlan Robesen slid his thick cock right into her hungry pussy, plowing nearly to the hilt in one stroke. Few women could take him all the way, and it delighted Harlan to find another who could. Janet bucked her hips up at him. He was in as deep as he could go. Both were moving frantically, panting, striving. Suddenly they both let out a sharp yell as orgasm overtook them. Harlan’s cock discharged spurt after spurt of sperm into Janet’s womb, her vagina clutching at him to get every drop, increase every iota of pleasure. “Oh fuck. Yeeeeesssssss!” she shouted as Harlan collapsed on her with a final thrust and spurt. After a few moments, as Harlan propped himself on his elbows to take his weight off her, Janet looked toward Lesiah who was aiming a video camera in her direction. “Almost forgot about that. But no problem.” She pushed Harlan gently away and opened her legs to the camera. “I’m just a hot fuck whore who loves big cocks that shoot nice juice in me.” Opening her pussy, she scooped out some of the semen that was dripping from it and brought her coated fingers to her lips. “Ummmm, good. Good.” She smiled large, white teeth and bright, brown eyes. While Janet and Harlan had been balling on the bed, Bea had pulled down True’s pants and sucked his randy rod, an organ only slightly less in size than Harlan’s. Now Lesiah swung the camera around to them, catching the couple as they shifted positions. Bea leaned back in a chair while True went between her legs to lick her pretty pussy. Bea moaned happily and Lesi got a close-up of the cunt action and Bea’s facial reaction. “Now fuck.” Having performed in many triple-x videos, the two readily followed the direction given by Lesiah. True kneeled between Bea’s spread open legs, notched the head of his cock between the lips of her pussy and thrust forward. Bea moaned loudly as she felt the slow progress of his cock into her body, and then the withdraw and the return. Slowly he moved, teasing her. Bea used her cunt muscles to grip him tightly, helping to control the slow rhythm of the forward and back motions, in turn teasing him. It was an easy, relaxed movement for both. Janet watched the action for a few minutes, pleasuring herself with her fingers, then crawled off the bed. Lesi saw the movement and focused the video camera on Janet as the horny hooker crawled across the floor to the chair occupied by Bea and True. “Good, really good,” Lesi commented. Standing above and behind Bea, Janet lowered her large, brown breasts to Bea’s mouth. Immediately the young porn slut began sucking the hard nipples. Janet’s nipples were exquisitely sensitive and she delighted in the feel of tongue and teeth and lips on them. “This is fabulous. I’m getting great footage. Janet you’re a natural, you really — Ulp! What?!” It was Harlan. He had moved between his spouse’s legs and was licking her thighs. “Hey, hon, that’s great but I can’t hold the camera steady if you keep doing that.” “Oh, all right,” he grumbled affably. He got to a sitting position between her legs, kissed her bare cunt and then stood up. “At least get undressed. I’ll hold the camera. Okay?” “Okay.” (continued) More of my stories can be found at http://www.taliesinthebard.com http://www.paganpleasures.com Check ‘em out and let me know what you think. E-mail Your Pal Tal at taliesin@paganpleasures.com -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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