A Cut Above Pt. 02

A Cut Above

By Magda McKune

Part Two

CHAPTER 5

It was dark and quiet in the room. Carol gradually stirred awake and realized she wasn't alone in the bed. She lay naked on her side and felt the warmth of Nick sleeping behind her. He lay on his side facing her with his body against the woman's back, his hot breath on her neck and his groin lightly touching her rear. The sensation felt so foreign, and yet, comforting and intimate. Carol couldn't remember the last time she awoke to find a man in her bed. She liked it.

The woman reached under the sheet behind her and tenderly caressed his bare hip. His flesh felt so warm and inviting. Carol smiled dreamily and smoothed her fingers over his skin. It was wonderful waking to find another person in her bed. Carol had grown used to being on her own for so long. She didn't realize how sweet and tender it was to wake up to a loving partner.

Nick shifted sleepily behind her and inched his body closer to her back. He draped his arm over her side and pressed his crotch to her butt. Carol sighed with contentment and tucked his arm between her full breasts. Nick lightly kissed her shoulder and neck and buried his face in her long blonde tresses.

It was at that very moment Carol realized with vivid clarity that the man was not with her as a sexual conquest or because he wanted to find out what it was like to bed an older woman. Nick wanted to be with her because of the person that Carol was. Sexual attraction and curiosity may have been the impetus that brought them together, but it was within this special intimate moment that the woman came to understand the true depth of their relationship. Their desire for one another went far beyond the physical into something deeper and stronger than either of them realized. Carol was certain that Nick felt the bond between them as much as she did. The reason why sex was so good for them was not because they were merely sexually compatible, but they were connected on a spiritual level as well. They had only known each other only a few days, but in that short period of time Carol felt the two had grown from casual sex partners to genuine lovers.

Carol smiled and expelled her breath in a deep contented sigh. It was wonderful having a young man woo her and satisfy the woman's sexual cravings far beyond her wildest imagination, but it was better still to have a lover to share intimate moments of sweet warmth as well. Carol gradually drifted off to sleep in Nick's arms, savoring the delicious warmth of his naked body close to her, thinking she could definitely get used to this.

Rays of morning sunlight pierced through the curtains at the window. Carol yawned and lazily stretched her arms over her head. The woman rolled onto her back to find her partner smiling warmly at her. She giggled with amusement and asked, "How long have you been watching me?"

"Not long."

"Liar." She leaned closer and gave him a soft kiss. "Good morning, darling."

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Fantastic!" Carol grinned happily and stretched her limbs again. "We should definitely do this more often."

Nick chuckled and reached under the sheet to feel her bare breast. "I'm just a poor lowly actor, you know. I can't take you to fancy hotels very often."

"I didn't mean that." Carol moved her body closer and pressed her naked flesh to his. "I meant this."

Carol kissed him with mounting passion. Nick wrapped his arms around her bare back. "God, you are so incredibly sexy."

"So are you." She kissed him and straddled her leg over his and reached down to fondle his penis. "What do you say we take a shower before breakfast?"

"And have sex?"

"Naturally."

Nick chuckled softly under his breath as his hands tenderly caressed along her bare back and down to her sides. "Before, during, or after the shower?"

"All of the above." Carol kissed his mouth hungrily and shifted her body above his bare chest as her fingers stroked his dick. "I can't help it if I can't get enough of this sexy man. I'm afraid this has all been a sweet dream where I'll wake up and it will all be gone."

"Not a chance." Nick kissed her as he slid his hands lower to grope her rear. "I'm the one who is dreaming and I won't allow myself to wake up. I don't want to let go of this beautiful sensuous woman."

"Not a chance of that either."

Nick kissed her as his cock began to swell in her fingers. "I take it we're going to make love before we take a shower?" he breathed.

"Before, during, and after," she panted lustfully. "I can't help it if I can't get enough of this sexy man."

"Then by all means, don't let me stop you."

Carol lifted her tummy up a few inches and reached down between her legs to guide Nick's hard prick into her waiting hole. "Oh fuck, yeah," she sighed with contentment as she felt the warm shaft gradually ease inside her. "This is the perfect way to start the day."

Nick groped her bare tits and kissed her hungrily on the mouth. "I could definitely get used to this type of greeting in the morning."

Carol slowly began to ride his lap. "Why don't you?"

"What?"

"Oh God! I can't believe I said that!" Carol blushed. "It sounds like I'm asking you to move in with me."

Nick grinned with humor. "Last night must have been more earth-moving for you than I thought."

Carol stared into his face as she rode his hard cock. "I mean it, Nickie. I know we've only known each other for a few days, but I have strong feelings for you I just can't explain. Sex with you is phenomenal. The best I ever had in my life. But it's much more than that. I crave to have your body near me. I want to touch you and love you all the time. I want to fall asleep in your arms and wake up to your sweet smiling face."

The man caressed his hands over her sides and looked into her face without emotion. "Darling... I can't."

Carol sadly lowered her eyes and slowed her humping cadence. "I get it. This was nothing more to you than a onetime fling with an old lady you met in the grocery store."

"That isn't it and you know it." Nick caressed his hands along her bare sides. "I'm crazy about you, Carol. I have been since the start. You are not a conquest to me. You are the sexiest woman I have ever met, and believe me, I've met more than my share. The reason I can't move in with you is because I'm stuck in a lease for my apartment. I can't break it for eight more months. But I guarantee, if you ask me again eight months from now, I'll have my bags packed before you can finish the sentence."

Carol smiled down at him. "Really?"

"Yes, really." Nick reached around her sides and groped her butt. "I want to make love to you every night and every morning." Nick gently raised his hips to fuck her from below. "Like now, for example."

The woman grinned brightly and planted her palms on his abdomen as she increased her riding tempo. "I hope you don't plan to be anywhere for a long while, lover-boy."

"As a matter of fact, I need to be at the studio this morning."

Carol furrowed her brow in concern. "Then we better stop. You won't be able to perform on camera later if we have sex now."

Nick grinned and slid his hands up to grope his lover's loosely wobbling breasts. "I prefer to perform for this hot lady right now! Besides, you can't start me up and leave me hanging."

"I suppose not."

"If I think about you later on at the studio, I'm guaranteed to have a raging hard-on fantasizing about fucking this incredibly hot body."

Carol giggled with glee as she humped his lap. "You are such a nut!" She hopped harder and faster upon his swollen manhood. "Are you sure it will be all right if you spent one or two of your ejaculations on this wanton woman?"

"It will be more than all right, darling," Nick breathed passionately, slamming his hard cock deep into her. "It will be fantastic."

Carol beamed brightly at her date across the breakfast table in the hotel lobby restaurant. "This has been an incredible getaway," she smiled happily. "Thank you for suggesting it."

"My pleasure," Nick grinned over the rim of his coffee cup. "And I mean that sincerely in every possible way."

The woman giggled and reached across the table to touch his hand. "For a split second this morning I almost believed you wanted to get me into bed with you for sexual purposes only and didn't care for me as a person."

Nick frowned and set his cup aside. "How could you possible think that?"

"Merely a fleeting moment of insecurity. It's passed now."

The man held Carol's hand and gave her fingers a squeeze. "Good, because that could not be further from the truth."

"I know that, darling." She noticed out of the corner of her eye that some people in the restaurant were observing their public display of affection. Carol didn't care. They were probably jealous as hell of an older lady courting a handsome young stud, or of Nick at having such a hot lady as his date. "I was hoping we would have one last romp in the sheets before we checked out, but that would ruin you for acting later."

Nick laughed. "One time in the bed and again in the shower was not enough for you?"

"I could never get enough of you, sexy boy."

Her date glanced at his wristwatch. "Don't you have some appointments at the salon today?"

Carol smiled coyly and picked up her cup of hot tea. "A funny thing about that," she mused. "Immediately after you left the shop yesterday, I called all of my appointments and had them reschedule."

"Why would you do that?"

"I figured my mind would not be on my work. Either I'd be too giddy from pure exhaustion to concentrate, or I'd be devastated and heartbroken."

"From that radiant glow on your face, I take it was the former and not the latter."

Carol grinned broadly and said, "You better believe it, buster!"

"Well, since you have your schedule free, perhaps you would accompany me to the studio this morning. I want you to meet the director Barry Sullivan. Remember I mentioned to you about his wanting to have you do the hairstyling for the actors in his films?"

Carol grimaced with disgust. "Will they be filming a porno movie?"

Nick laughed. "After all the carnal activity you've experienced over the last dozen hours or so, don't tell me you're becoming prudish and shy?"

She frowned skeptically. "Having incredible sex with an amazing partner is one thing, watching complete strangers banging away in front of me is another. Voyeurism may be pushing my parameters of kinkiness a bit far."

The man reached over and held her hand atop the table. "If it makes you feel uncomfortable -- "

"No, no... it's all right. You visited my place of work, it's only fair that I come to see yours."

Nick smiled with amusement. "There is a slight difference, you know."

"Perhaps." She grinned playfully at her partner. "Maybe viewing those steamy sex scenes will put me in the mood to ravish my handsome man later."

"As if you needed any stimulation or inspiration in that department."

"This is true."

Carol packed her bags as Nick called the lobby for a porter. She moved to him and draped her arms around her lover's neck and kissed him tenderly on the mouth. "I wish we could stay in this room and make love forever."

Nick caressed his hands over the back of the woman's red and white floral print knee-length dress down to her rear. "We'd have to emerge some time to eat."

"That's what room service is for, darling."

"Good point." He kissed her softly. "Too bad we have lives to lead in the outside world."

"To hell with the rest of the world! All I care about is you."

Nick chuckled and caressed her back. "Becoming possessive, are we?"

"Only when it comes to my man."

He smiled with amusement. "Your man?"

"Yes, darling. I know I have to share you with all those pretty young girls, but in my heart and mind you are all mine."

Nick kissed her on the lips. "The same goes for me, lady. I promise that while I'm screwing those horny little teeny boppers, I'll be thinking only of you."

Carol laughed. "What a terrible liar you are!" They both turned their heads to a knock on the door. Carol sighed ruefully and said, "The real world is calling, dear."

"I suppose so."

Nick tipped the porter after the man stowed their luggage in the trunk of Nick's Camaro. He slid behind the wheel and steered the car from the lot. "Do you want to stop at home and drop off your bags or go straight to the studio?"

"Better go to the studio. If we stop at my place I may chicken out."

He glanced at her. "Why?"

"I'm insecure about my age enough as it is. Seeing those cute young girls prancing around may give me an inferiority complex."

Nick rested his hand on her bare knee. "You have absolutely nothing to be concerned about. You are by far the sexiest woman I ever made love to, on or off the set."

"You're sweet."

"If it makes you feel uncomfortable, we can leave. I don't want you to think you have to be there just because I made you feel obligated."

"You didn't, darling. I want to see where you work. I've never been in a real movie studio before. It sounds very exciting!"

"Don't set your expectations too high, lady. It's like a magic trick after you discover how it's done. Much of the glamour rubs off once you catch a view behind the scenes."

Carol smiled and gave his fingers a squeeze. "I'm sure it will be wonderful."

The movie studio was not much more than a large metal warehouse. Several sets were assembled with fake walls and furniture. A dozen or so people wandered about chatting about the usual interests such as sporting events and the weather. A long table on the left side of the room displayed lots of food and drinks for the cast and crew. Some young girls sat in folding canvas chairs giggling and twirling locks of their hair in their fingers.

A number of offices were on the right. Nick led the way to the first door and entered. He held the door for his companion to follow. A slender man in his forties with short curly black hair sat behind a desk checking over some papers. He glanced up at his guests and smiled. "Nick!" His eyes alit on the stunning blonde. "Wow! Who is this vision of loveliness?"

Nick guided the woman closer to him with his hand in the middle of her back. "Barry Sullivan, allow me to introduce my very dear friend, Miss Carol Allen."

Barry stood behind his desk and offered his hand. "A genuine pleasure." His eyes panned over Carol's figure in the print dress. "I foresee a very lengthy and profitable career ahead of you."

"Whoa there, big fellah!" she giggled, accepting his shake. "I'm not an actress, I'm a hairdresser."

"Oh?"

Nick grinned and nodded. "I was fairly confident what you would think when you met her, but Carol is only here to talk about styling the actors' hair."

Barry frowned at the woman. "A damn shame, and a real waste."

Carol chuckled and glanced at her partner. "A shame, perhaps, but I assure this body is not going to waste."

The director smiled knowingly at the male actor. "You dirty dog, you!"

Nick shrugged casually. "Guilty as charged." He draped his arm across the woman's back. "So what do you say? Can we use Miss Allen as our hairdresser?"

Benny sat in his chair and regarded her thoughtfully. "You any good?"

"I have my own styling salon called A Cut Above."

"Fair enough. Seeing as you have other employment, stop in whenever you can to work on the cast. Keep track of your hours and submit the bill to me for reimbursement."

Carol looked at Nick and back at the director. "That's it?"

Benny nodded. "That's it. You can get started today, but I have a scene to film in about twenty minutes." He regarded her curiously. "You aren't skittish about seeing naked people having sex, are you?"

"I don't know. I've never witnessed it firsthand before. My experiences have always been with a single partner in private."

The man grinned and chuckled under his breath. "Then I suspect you may be in for a real treat."

Nick smiled knowingly. "Or a real shock."

Nick led Carol over to a set that was made up to look like a bar. It looked surprisingly real using only two walls, a long bar, and four stools. A long glass mirror and rows of bottles decorated the wall behind the bar and a lighted beer sign hung on the adjacent wall. The director explained the scene was with Paul Rogers and Amy Coy where she came to beg the bartender into giving her an incriminating video tape.

Barry Sullivan called for action and the scene began.

Paul Rogers moved behind the bar wearing a light blue polo shirt and tan slacks. He was a very handsome man with short curly dark hair and a square jaw. Carol could imagine him in Westerns or on a TV cop show. The scene began with Paul wiping a beer mug with a white towel. Amy Coy entered the set. She was a lovely and willowy young girl with strawberry blonde hair hanging to the middle of her back. She wore a pink half tee shirt over her braless 32 inch tits and white canvas shorts perfectly displaying her slender long legs. She had 3 inch spike high heels and a thin silver chain around her bare abdomen. Carol immediately thought this chick was the sexiest gal she had seen in a very long time.

"Hello, Tina," the man stated dryly. "What can I do for you?"

"Please Rocky," the young actress pleaded. "You got to give me that video tape."

The man was unmoved. "I don't got to do anything."

"Please... it would ruin me."

"What do I care? It's worth a pretty penny to your old man. He'll pay a hefty sum to keep it out of the hands of the media."

"I'll do anything you want. Anything."

That got his attention. "Anything?"

"Yes, Rocky. I'll do whatever you ask to get that tape."

Paul set the glass and towel aside and moved around to the front of the bar. "I think we may be able to negotiate for it."

"Anything, Rocky. Just name it."

He stood with his hands on his hips. "Suck my dick."

"What?"

"You heard me. Suck it."

The girl squatted on her heels in front of him and quickly opened his fly. The man wasn't wearing underwear. Big surprise -- he was an actor in a porno flick. Amy fished out his dick. It was long and hard. Amy pumped the shaft in her fist and licked the head.

"Oh my," Carol murmured under her breath. "Pretty hot."

Nick stood next to Carol and caressed his hand over her spine. The woman reached behind her back and moved his hand down onto her rear. Nick gave her butt cheek a squeeze.

Paul Rogers bucked his hips to fuck Amy's mouth. "Show me your tits." The young girl drew off and peeled her top up over her head and flung it aside. Her breasts were high and firm and perfect. Carol's pussy began to tingle. Amy plunged her mouth back over Paul's cock. The man reached down and groped her boob as she bobbed her head back and forth over his stiff prick. "Oh yeah," Rogers grinned lustfully. "I'm sure we can work something out."

Carol moved her hand to feel Nick's crotch.

Amy rose to stand and met Paul's mouth in a fiery French kiss. He groped her bare boobs in his hands as she unfastened his pants and pushed them over his hips. "Fuck me, Rocky," she panted into his mouth. "Fuck me with this nice big cock!"

Paul opened her shorts and shoved his hand inside to feel her cunt. "You want me to fuck you, Tina?"

"Yes!" she rasped with lust. "Fuck me right here and now!"

The man kissed her hungrily and pushed her pants down off her hips. "Let me see that pretty pink pussy."

Amy shed her shorts and kicked them aside. She turned her back to him and bent over, planting her hands on a bar stool and spreading her feet in a wide stance. The girl wore nothing but her high heel shoes and the thin belly chain. Carol felt her loins tingling with arousal. She had never fucked a girl before but was more than a little aroused by this hot honey.

Paul stripped his shoes and pants off and peeled his shirt over his head. He stood stark naked behind the girl and caressed his hands over her bare ass. Carol leered lustfully at the pair and squeezed the bulge in Nick's groin.

Rogers planted his palms on Amy's bare rear. His dick stood straight out from his groin like a stiff pink pole. He moved closer to her crotch. Amy spread her legs in a wider stance as Paul guided his stiff dick with one hand to her pink pussy. He pressed the head into the delicate folds, the girl moaning with pleasure. Paul eased inside her with one steady stroke down to the hairy base. He drew out and pressed back in again, quickly establishing a steady humping rhythm. Carol watched in rapt attention. It was like they were voyeurs in the shadows observing a young couple get it on. It was so naughty and erotic. Amy's perfect tits swayed below her chest in cadence to Paul's reaming rhythm. Carol imagined that was what she and Nick looked like when the two of them fucked doggie-style. Carol found it very stimulating and exciting.

The actors changed positions. Amy lay on her back across two bar stools with her long slender legs hooked around Paul's neck. Rogers held her legs to his chest and banged away into her cunt, the girl's strawberry blonde hair hanging almost to the floor. Amy's breasts wobbled and rolled about her chest jiggling to her partner's pumping tempo. Carol wondered if she and Nick looked like that when they were fucking. She felt her vagina become damp with arousal.

Amy panted and writhed atop the barstools. "Oh yes, Rocky! You're going to make me cum!"

Rogers pounded relentlessly into her snatch. Carol fantasized it was her the man was fucking. Perhaps she and Nick would test out that position themselves sometime. Maybe even later that evening.

The young actress shuddered and shook, her body bucking uncontrollably as she climaxed onto the man's thrusting pole. Carol didn't know if it was real or acting. Either way it was a very arousing performance.

Paul slammed hard and deep into the girl's pussy. "I want to cum all over your pretty little face, Tina." He slowed his stroke and pulled out of her. Amy dropped to her knees in front of him and craned her mouth up to him. Paul pumped his dick in his fist, the shaft glistening with her cunt juice. He suddenly snapped his head back and blasted his load at her. Great globs of gooey cream pelted Amy's cheeks and chin and dribbled down onto her bare chest. The man fired again, another blast hitting her ear and across her hair. Carol thought it all quite messy and a tad disgusting, but still erotic nonetheless.

The girl kneeled at the man's feet, her finger's smearing the man's gooey cum over her face and neck. "So do I get the tape, Rocky?"

Rogers picked his clothes up from the floor and regarded her with disinterest. "This is just the first installment, honey. I'm not going to give you something that valuable after one measly fuck. You and I are going to get it on a few more times before I make up my mind." He wandered casually off the set.

Amy remained on her knees upon the floor, sticky globs of jizz dripping down her body. She shook her fist angrily at the man and cursed, "Asshole! I'll get you for this! I swear, I'll get you for this, Rocky!"

Nick escorted Carol to the parking lot. "So what did you think?" he asked.

"Very hot! In fact, I have this irresistible urge to fuck you right now."

The man wrapped his arm across her back in a sideways hug. "Maybe after I get you home, we can work out some of that sexual tension in the bedroom."

"I don't think I can wait that long." They stopped beside Nick's Camaro and she turned to him. "I don't think I can wait another minute!" Carol wrapped her arms around Nick's neck and kissed him hungrily. "Take me Nickie!" she panted breathlessly into his mouth. "Take me now!"

"What... here in the parking lot?"

"Yes, right here, right now, dammit!" Carol leaned back and began to unfasten his pants. "I want you to fuck me right here!"

The man kissed her and groped her ass in his palms. "God, you are the hottest lady ever!"

"Hot for you, baby!" She fished out his cock and began pumping it in her fist. "I want to feel you inside me, lover. Take me, Nick! Take me right now!"

Nick eased the woman backward to sit on the hood of his car. He reached under her skirt and tugged her panties down and off her legs. Carol panted with lust as her lover leaned over her and planted his hands on the car by her sides. Carol reached down and guided Nick's stiffening prick to her ready vagina. "Oh yes," she exhaled with contentment as he pressed inside her. "God, I love your hard cock in my wet cunt."

The man shoved in and pulled out, quickly establishing a deep steady stroke. "You are so fucking hot!"

"Hot for you, lover boy!" Carol wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him to her chest as Nick banged away at her twat on the car hood. It was so naughty and delicious! Here she was, fucking a handsome young stud out in public on the top of his car. Never in her entire life could Carol imagine she would indulge in such an erotic fantasy. The mere thought of being caught made her even hotter and hornier. "Fuck yes!" she panted breathlessly. "Fuck me like the wanton horny woman that I am!"

"You are so incredibly gorgeous and sexy!" Nick hammered away at her seeping snatch, his ball sac slapping her ass with every thrust. "Dammit, Carol! You're going to make me cum!"

Carol felt the juices welling up inside her. "Me too, honey! Let's cum together all over your fucking car!"

Nick pounded away, the woman writhing and bucking atop the auto hood. She couldn't hold back any longer. Carol hugged Nick tightly to her chest as her cunt gushed onto his thrusting rod. Her body shuddered and shook as her pussy bathed her lover's cock inside her oozing slit. Nick rammed home and blasted his load into the furthest recesses of her womanhood. The sudden surge of warm cream inside her made Carol cum once more, her pussy jizz flowing like a river down the hood of Nick's car.

She held him to her bosom, her chest heaving. "God, that was incredible!"

The man kissed the side of her face, his cock sheathed to the base in her seeping twat. "You were absolutely amazing!"

Carol leaned back and kissed her lover on the lips. "Thank you for indulging in my moment of spontaneous lust."

Nick chuckled. "If that is the kind of reaction you get from watching the filming of a sex scene, I have to bring you down here more often."

The woman smiled demurely and said, "Let's go home and act out a sex scene of our own."

CHAPTER 6

Paul Rogers sat in the styling chair as Carol trimmed his hair. "So you and Nick are an item," he stated casually.

"We see each other, if that's what you mean. I wouldn't say we were an item."

"Why not?"

"Because Nick fucks anyone he pleases."

"And you don't?"

Carol shrugged her shoulder. "Nobody else is interested in me at the moment."

"I find that hard to believe. You are one very sexy lady."

The woman laughed and moved to the other side of the chair. "For a bunch of men who screw young girls all the time, you certainly have a strange fascination with older women."

Paul expelled his breath in a rueful sigh. "Young girls is right. Some of these chicks are straight out of high school. They don't know what acting is. They think that if they thrash about wildly and scream at the top of their lungs the audience will think they're having an orgasm. Personally, I think anyone who watches that performance will think the girl's having an epileptic seizure."

Carol chuckled and snipped around his ear. "You have to admit, it makes for good cinematic entertainment."

"Perhaps." Paul looked at her. "Mature women are much better. They know what they want and they aren't afraid to ask for it. And you know their reactions are genuine."

"If you say so."

"What about you, Carol? What do you want?"

Carol stopped and regarded him without expression. "What do I want?"

"Yes."

"I want you to stop moving around so I don't cut your ear off."

Paul laughed. "A woman with fire! I like it! I can see why Nick is crazy about you."

"I'm crazy about him too. Not just because he's a handsome young stud that knows how to please a woman, but because he truly cares for me. I like that about him."

Rogers slipped his hand around Carol's back to caress her ass. "I know how to please a woman, too. Do you think I'm good looking?"

She snipped the back of his neck. "Yes, I do."

"Want to have sex with me?"

Carol chuckled under her breath. "Not much one for subtlety, are you?"

"Why should I be? I think you are hot as hell. You have a great body and must be good in bed if Nick keeps coming back to you. Why not sample what some of the competition has to offer?"

"Do you see yourself as competition for me?"

"Yes. You're infatuated with Nick because he was the first man to pay you some attention in a long time. Am I right?"

"Maybe."

"Nick loves screwing you now, but it's only a matter of time before he loses interest. Don't get me wrong, you are one mighty fine lady. It's just that a man can't burn the candle at both ends forever. Nick can't fuck young chicks all day and then come home and service you too. A smart woman like you would not keep all of her eggs in one basket."

"I see. So am I to understand you are offering to pick up the slack if Nick is too worn out to handle my needs?"

Paul slid his hand up her rear to her waist. "No. I'm saying I want to fuck you on film. Someday you and Nick will be over. The man will be too old to make it in this industry and he'll need to find something else to do. He may not include you in his change of plans. I don't mean to insult or scare you, merely open your eyes to reality." Paul slipped his hand under her waistband and into her slacks to feel her butt. "You may want to get all the stud meat you can before the well runs dry."

"And that includes getting laid by a bunch of horny porno stars?"

"Most definitely."

Carol ignored the blatant groping of her rear. She thought it merely served to get the man hornier for his upcoming scene. "I'll keep that in mind." She trimmed a little off his left side. "Why do you want to do it on film?"

"It adds a certain naughtiness to the act. Like someone is spying on us. Didn't you ever try to be quiet when you were making out in your parent's house?"

Carol chuckled, partly because Paul's fingers were massaging her buttocks in her slacks. "I remember."

"It's like having a voyeur watching you. I find it a huge turn-on knowing the camera is capturing my every move. People are going to watch me fucking and jerk off to it. Don't you find that arousing?"

"I never thought about it before."

"I can tell you're thinking about it now."

Carol laughed. "The part about making love to you, or doing it on film?"

"Both. I want to fuck you, Carol. To be honest, you really turn me on. I want to make love to you on film, not for the novelty of it, but because I think it would be great sex for both of us."

The woman was silent for a while as she trimmed his hair. "You said 'for the novelty of it.' Did you mean screwing an old broad, or screwing someone you haven't fucked before?"

Paul laughed with genuine amusement. "Neither. If I wanted an older woman I never fucked before I could go to any bar in town and get one."

"Makes my generation sound rather pathetic."

"Not at all. Everyone is searching for romance and love. Some ladies merely want a one night stand with a good looking guy to prove they are still desirable. You don't need that, Carol. You know you are very sexy and can get any man you want with a snap of your fingers. Bedding Nick Collins is evidence of that."

Carol finished Paul's hair and removed the plastic drape from around his neck. "That's another thing; I would have to get permission from Nick before I got it on with another man, particularly on film."

Paul gave her a wide grin. "Aha! So you were thinking about it!"

She returned a coy smile. "Merely explaining to you that I have to confer with my boyfriend beforehand."

Rogers stood and turned to her. "God, you are so arousing, Miss Allen. You make my cock hard as an iron bar thinking about bedding you."

"Whoa! Down boy! Save that for the camera!"

Paul groped her ass and grinned. "At least think about it. As I said, we all won't be in this industry forever. Best to get your fill of young stud cock while it is readily available."

Carol chuckled and patted his cheek with her fingers. "I'll not lie and say it doesn't intrigue me just a little bit. You are a very handsome man, Paul. I know you can satisfy the ladies because I caught a glimpse of you filming a scene with Amy Coy the other day. Having good-looking men fighting over me is a great boost to my ego, not to mention a real turn on. The mere thought of bedding you gets me wet. If I ever decide to fuck on film and not do it with Nick, you'll be the first one I'll call."

Paul laughed. "Damn, you are such a tease."

"Merely getting you pumped for your upcoming scene."

The man squeezed her butt cheek in his palm. "Sweetheart, let me get you on the set and I'll show you some pumping you'll never forget."

Carol giggled. "All right, now you do have me thinking about it!"

Amy Coy sat in the styling chair as Carol compared her hair to a photograph taken at the start of the film several weeks ago. She needed a little more body and curls on the ends of her long strawberry blonde tresses. "What is it you are really after?" Amy asked candidly.

"What do you mean?"

"I see the way the guys drool and fight over you. It's disgusting. Not that you don't have a nice body. You have a fairly decent figure for a woman your age."

Carol set the photo aside and picked up a curling iron. "Thank you... I think."

"Don't get me wrong. I think it's great that the guys fawn over you. You are a very pretty woman. What puzzles me is why they would prefer you over someone like me."

"To tell you the truth, it confounds me too." Carol twirled a lock of Amy's hair in the curling iron. "You're right; my figure is okay but not all that spectacular. I can't explain why the men are going gaga over me. I have my own salon, but I'm not rich by any means. I doubt I'm as great in bed as any of you."

Amy chuckled. "I hope not."

Carol laughed. "I'm sure their fascination with me is only a passing fancy. A little variety from all you lovely young ladies. I know it won't last, but you can't blame me for relishing the attention in the meantime."

The girl smiled warmly. "You're a nice lady, Carol. I like you. Most people in this business are cutthroat toward each other as they claw their way to the top."

"Actually, I'm not in your business."

"Not yet."

Carol gave Miss Coy a quizzical look. "What do you mean?"

"A hot woman like you surrounded by handsome studs who like to fuck all day? I say it's only a matter of time before they manage to get you in front of the camera."

The woman laughed and curled another section of Amy's hair. "We're not making a horror film, girl. This body may be in fairly decent shape, but taking my clothes off in front of the camera may be a bit too scary for everyone."

Amy laughed. "I seriously doubt that. In fact, I wouldn't mind a roll in the sack with you myself."

Carol smiled at her. "Are you saying you are joining the ranks of the folks who want to fuck little old me?"

"Hell yes!" Amy lifted her hand and gently fondled Carol's breast. "Getting it on with the men on the set is great and all, but sometimes a girl prefers a lady lover now and then. A little variety, you might say." She stroked her fingers over Carol's boob as the hairdresser attended her coif. "Ever made it with a chick before?"

"Nope."

"Ever kiss a girl before?"

"Nope."

"Kiss me."

Carol paused and looked at her. Amy was a very attractive girl and quite sexy. Carol never considered the possibility of making out with a girl, but now that the offer had been proposed, Carol couldn't help but be more than a little intrigued. She leaned down and kissed the girl on the mouth. Amy's lips were delicate and soft. Not like kissing a man at all. Carol found she liked it very much.

Amy smiled and folded her friend's chest. "I like that."

"Me too."

"What do you say after the shooting today we go find a nice quiet place to fuck our brains out?"

Carol chuckled and went back to styling the girl's hair. "How does that work exactly?"

"Meet me later on and you'll find out. I guarantee you won't be disappointed."

The woman laughed and curled the ends of another lock of the blonde's hair. "You sound pretty sure of yourself."

Amy grinned and smoothed her hand down Carol's tummy. "You forget I do this sort of thing for a living."

"That is true."

It was after eight that evening. Carol stepped from the shower and wrapped herself in a long warm white terry robe. She crossed to the stereo unit in the living room and switched on some soft jazz music. She debated having some red wine and turning on a sappy chick flick when she heard the front doorbell ring. Carol answered the door to find Nick Collins on the stoop. He smiled sheepishly and said, "I hope I didn't interrupt anything by stopping by unannounced."

"Of course not, darling." Carol draped her arms around his neck and gave him a long passionate kiss on the mouth. "You are always welcome here any time of the day or night."

Nick rested his hands on the woman's waist. "How was your first session at the studio?"

"More sexually arousing than at my salon, that's for sure." She kissed him and gripped his collar, leading the man into the house. "Which is another good reason you are here. This old lady could do with a dose of satisfaction."

Nick chuckled as she closed the door behind them. "Seems like I arrived just in time."

"Do you mind it that I crave your sexy body all the time?"

"Not if you don't mind that I feel the exactly same way about you."

Carol pressed her chest against his and hooked her arms around his neck, crushing her mouth to his. "Do you want to make love to me in the bedroom, on the couch, or take me right here on the foyer?"

Nick slid his hands between their bodies to unfasten the belt of her robe. "All of the above."

The woman leered seductively. "Good answer."

Carol and Nick lay under the bed covers in the spoons position with her back and rear tucked against his chest and groin. A single tiny flame flickered on the taper in the silver candlestick upon the wooden dresser causing the shadows in the bedroom to shift and dance about. "Paul wants to fuck me on film," Carol murmured to the darkness.

"What did you tell him?"

"I didn't tell him anything."

"Does that mean you're thinking about it?"

"I don't know. The fact that I didn't tell him no must mean something. What do you think?"

"Do you want to fuck him?"

Carol rolled over to face her lover. "I only want to be with you, Nick. I find it flattering that Paul Rogers is infatuated with me. Maybe he wants to screw me because he wants to possess what he doesn't have. Or maybe it's a challenge to him to bed me, or perhaps I offer him a chance to have a bit of variety. I don't know what his motives are. I find it surprising to have a bevy of handsome young men interested in me all of a sudden. It's been a long while since I felt so desirable. I guess it makes me kind of scared, too. I have the feeling that you and I will be over soon and I would have missed out on some chances and opportunities that may never come again."

"I can't blame you for that."

She gently stroked his face with her fingers. "Darling, I love you with all my heart, but I would never do anything that would hurt you."

Nick stared at her with a curious expression. "What did you say?"

"I said I would never do anything to hurt you."

"Before that."

Carol smiled brightly. "I said I love you, Nickie. I have since the very first instant we met. I remember bumping into you in the store and looking up and thinking, 'This is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with'."

Nick smiled. "Even before you knew I was good in bed?"

Carol laughed. "Even before that."

Nick leaned closer and kissed her tenderly on the lips. "Then I say you should make the fuck scene with Paul if that is what you really want to do."

"You really think so?"

"Of course. I would never be jealous of the woman I love acting in a scene with a lesser actor than me."

Carol giggled and smoothed her hand down his bare chest. "What did you say?"

"I said I would never be jealous of the woman I love."

She kissed him and murmured, "I meant after that."

"That Paul was a lesser actor than me?"

"And you know of this how?"

"I've seen him in action. What Paul lacks in equipment, he has to make up for with enthusiasm. Trust me, honey, you'll never leave me for him."

Carol smiled and caressed her hand lower to feel his manhood. "You seem rather sure of yourself, mister."

"I believe the lady knows a good thing when she sees it."

"And when she feels it." Carol gently stroked his penis in her fingers. "How's about you show this lady why she adores you so much?"

Nick grinned and moved closer, easing his naked body on top of her. "I thought I already showed you twice tonight."

Carol smoothed her hands over his back down to his rear. "You once told me you porno studs are good for three times at least."

"I can see you are going to test that assertion every chance you get."

"Damn straight." Carol expelled her breath in a contented sigh as she felt her lover's stiff cock ease into her ready cunt. "God, Nickie, I do love you."

"I love you too, baby."

Carol paused from sweeping the salon and turned to the sound of the jingling bell over the front door. Her smile widened at the sight of the lovely young actress. "Amy!" Carol beamed brightly, crossing to her. "What are you doing here?"

"You ran out on me, naughty lady." Amy slipped her arms around Carol's waist and kissed her on the mouth. "I thought we had a date last night."

"We did?"

"Yes. You and me, rolling naked in the sheets. I was going to show you what it was like making love to a lady."

Carol wrapped her arms around her friend's back. "I forgot. I had some appointments scheduled for that afternoon so I had to bug out early. I'm so sorry."

"That's okay." Amy lowered her hands to grope Carol's butt. "What do you say we grab some takeout and go back to my place and screw like a pair of horny little rabbits?"

Carol giggled. "I said I would like to try it. I did not agree to an all-girl fuck-athon!"

"Believe me, you'll love it!"

They both turned to the jingle of the tiny brass bells over the door. A slender man in his mid twenties dressed all in brown carrying three cardboard cartons paused at the sight of the two women in a fond embrace. "Sorry to interrupt," he winced. "Delivery for A Cut Above salon."

"This is the place." Carol broke from Amy to sign for the parcels.

The fellow regarded the lovely young lass with a curious expression. "You're Amy Coy, aren't you?"

Carol snickered over her shoulder and said, "Looks to me like your fan club has arrived."

Amy moved to Carol's side and groped the woman's butt. "Yes, that's me. This here is my lady lover. Isn't that right, Carol?"

"Not yet, I'm not." Carol glanced at the man. "We were just about to... um... rehearse a scene."

The delivery man's eyes grew wide. "Damn, that's so hot!"

Carol's companion smiled at the man as she smoothed her hand over Carol's ass. "Turns you on, does it?"

"Hell yeah! I've seen all of your films, Amy. I am a big fan." He glanced at Carol's chest as she signed the form on his clipboard. "Damn! That must be some smoking hot scene!"

Carol caught his eyes ogling her big boobs. "Miss Coy is a good friend of mine. I would appreciate it if you didn't advertise that she and I are a couple." She glanced at her lady friend. "At least not yet."

Amy giggled. "I have to wean this sexy lady from all those horny studs who are fighting over her."

The man's eyebrows went up. "Damn!"

"What's your name, big fellah?" Amy asked.

"Jeff. Jeff Dawson."

Amy picked up a business card from the display counter and handed it to him. "Give me your mailing address, Jeff Dawson. I'll make sure to send you an autographed copy of my latest DVD."

"No shit?"

The girl smiled sweetly as he scribbled on the back of the card. "It's the least I can do for a big fan."

"Damn!" He handed the card to her. "I really appreciate it."

Amy grinned and slipped her arm around Carol's back. "You might even catch a glimpse of my sweet honey here in a hot sex scene with me."

Carol laughed and looked at her friend. "Let's keep our sexual escapades on a personal level for the time being, shall we?"

The girl giggled and slid her hand lower to fondle the lady's butt. "I take it the answer is yes to my invitation for dinner and wild sex?"

The woman gave her a smooch on the lips. "Let's just say that I'm a big Amy Coy fan as well."

Jeff stared at the intimate display of affection. "Damn!"

Carol smiled at him. "The shop is officially closed, big fellah. Thanks for the delivery."

Amy led the way into her apartment. Carol nodded in approval as she glanced around. "Nice place you have here."

"The bedroom is even better. Care to check it out?"

Carol laughed and set their Chinese takeout on the kitchen countertop. "My, you are an eager little beaver, aren't you?"

Amy moved to her companion and slipped her arms around her waist and kissed her passionately on the mouth. "I can't help it. There's something about you that really turns me on. Call it the novelty of variety. I've never fucked a lady as old as you before."

Carol laughed and groped her partner's ass. "Lucky me... I guess." She kissed her friend tenderly on the lips. "So how does this work, exactly?"

"We get naked and I eat your pussy."

"In the bedroom?"

"Not necessarily." Amy hooked her fingers into Carol's waistband and pushed her skirt and panties over her hips and down her legs. "Right here will do quite nicely."

Carol squealed with delight as Amy squatted before her and pressed her mouth to the woman's vagina. "You are so erotic!" Carol spread her legs in a wider stance to give the girl better access to her cunt. "That feels great." Carol raked her fingers through Amy's long strawberry blonde tresses as the girl probed her pussy with her tongue. "God, girl! You make me so wet."

"Yeah baby!" Amy growled into the woman's snatch. She slid her hands up the backs of Carol's legs and gripped her bare ass cheeks, pulling Carol's cunt tighter to her mouth. "You taste so sweet and delicious."

Carol leaned her back against the countertop and spread her vaginal lips with her fingers. "I've never had a girl eat my pussy before."

Amy leered up from between her legs and drew her tongue over the woman's clit. "Do you like it?"

"Yes! It's much different than when Nick eats my pussy."

"Oh God," Amy rasped as she lapped the lady's snatch. "Thinking about Nick Collins eating your cunt gets me so fucking horny!"

"Baby, let's go into the bedroom so you can teach me how to satisfy you."

Amy sprang to her feet and giggled with glee. "Honey, you came to the right person to show you how to do it with a girl!" She took Carol's hand and hurried her friend into the bedroom. "Quick!" she grinned, "before you cool off!"

"No chance of that!" Carol laughed, hurriedly removing her clothes. "One glimpse of your sexy body makes me dripping wet."

The young girl giggled as she stripped beside the bed. "Naked ladies turn you on?"

"You most certainly do. I watched you fuck Paul Rogers on the set and I damn near had an orgasm."

Amy stood stark naked beside the bed. She took her friend into her arms and kissed her with mounting passion. "Then maybe I can remedy that oversight by giving you an orgasm right now."

"Maybe I can give you one too."

The girl laughed and guided Carol to the bed. "That's the spirit!" She eased the woman onto her back and sprawled her lithe naked frame on top of her. "You have such a sexy body," Amy rasped, kissing her partner hungrily.

Carol smoothed her hands over Amy's back and down to her rear. "God, you are so erotic!" She rolled the girl onto her back and shifted to lie on top of her. "I want to taste your pussy."

Amy giggled as her friend inched down her body, kissing her neck and chest. "You're an animal!"

"You bring it out in me, baby!"

The girl expelled her breath in a deep sigh as Carol sucked her nipple into her mouth. "Oh yes," she panted lustfully. "You make me so hot!"

Carol licked and sucked the girl's tit, moving her mouth back and forth between her breasts. She was far too overcome with lust to stop now, even if she wanted to. Carol felt the same way when she fucked Nick Collins for the first time. The way she felt when she had him do her in the ass in the hotel shower. The same way when she fucked Nick on the hood of his car. Carol was a woman pushing fifty and wanted to experience everything she had been afraid to do before those opportunities slipped away. "Please Amy," Carol rasped with lust as she sucked the girl's breast. "Teach me how to make love to you."

"Finger my pussy." Carol dropped one hand to Amy's crotch and rubbed her fingers around the girl's delicate folds. "That's it," Amy breathed. "Finger my clit."

The woman moved lower down her partner's tummy, kissing and licking as she tickled the girl's clit with her fingertips. Amy squirmed with arousal and dug her fingers through her lover's hair. Carol shifted her body between Amy's legs and flicked her tongue over the girl's vagina. Amy squealed with delight and squirmed atop the bed. Carol probed her tongue in and around the delicate pink folds. "You taste so sweet and delicious!"

"Oh God, lady, what you do to me!"

Carol licked and lapped the girl's cunt and rubbed her finger over her clitoris. "You'd think a seasoned actress like you would be used to women licking your pussy."

Amy expelled her lungs with mounting passion. "Those girls fuck me for the camera. You're fucking me to get me off."

"You better believe I am, baby!"

The girl bucked her hips against Carol's face. "Damn, honey, you are a natural!" Amy raked her fingertips through Carol's long tresses. "Turn around and get above me so I can eat you at the same time."

Carol looked up from between her partner's legs. "How do we do that?"

Amy giggled merrily. "Come lay beside me and I'll show you." Carol crawled up onto the mattress as Amy shifted up onto her hands and knees. The girl positioned herself above her friend on all fours facing the woman's legs and dropped her head into her lover's crotch. Carol spread her legs wider to give her friend better access and craned her mouth up to suck Amy's cunt. The young blonde expelled her breath into Carol's snatch as her companion licked her pussy. "Now you got the hang of it!"

Carol clamped her hands onto Amy's rear and pulled her vagina tighter to her mouth. Her loins tingled with arousal and it felt like she was eating her own cunt. It was so sensual and erotic!

The pair licked and lapped each other into lusty frenzy. Carol felt the juices welling up inside her vagina and knew she was getting close to a climax. She wanted her lover to cum at the same time. Carol slipped her hand under Amy's tummy to rub the girl's clit as she licked her slit. Amy shivered with stimulation and drove her tongue in deeper. Carol whimpered into Amy's cunt. She couldn't hold back much longer. Her body jerked and spasmed as a gush of juice exploded from her sated snatch. Amy shuddered and came at the same time, a wave of sweet salty jizz bathing Carol's tongue. The woman never tasted a girl's pussy juice before. She lapped Amy's nectar hungrily, her hands caressing up the girl's body to fondle her hanging boobs.

Amy rose up and crawled around to face her, dropping her body atop Carol's and meeting her mouth in a hungry kiss. Carol smoothed her hands over Amy's naked back and tangled her tongue in Amy's mouth, the tangy taste of her own cunt cream fresh on the girl's lips. It was the most intimate and tender and erotic experience she could possibly imagine.

The young blonde smiled down at her friend. "So what do you think?"

"Too early to tell," Carol grinned. "I'll have to try it a few more times to be able to form an educated opinion."

Amy giggled. "I'm all for that!"

The two women lay naked in each other's arms atop the soft cool linen sheets. Carol gazed at her friend and tenderly caressed her fingers over the girl's soft mounds. "So what makes a girl want to get into the porno film business in the first place?" she asked.

Amy smoothed her hand over Carol's side to her bare hip. "Good looks, a dash of exhibitionism, and a willingness to fuck and suck lots of handsome studs."

Carol laughed. "Well, you got me on two out of three counts."

Her young companion smiled warmly. "I really like you, Carol. All of my friends are girls working in the business. It's nice to have a friend who isn't part of that life where we can just pal around and talk about things other than work."

"Me too." She inched her body closer to the girl and kissed her tenderly on the lips. "I'm glad to have you as my friend, Amy. I've never had a pretty girl want to make love to me before." She shifted on top of her naked lover. "But I have to warn you; I may not be able to get enough of your hot sexy body."

Amy giggled and stroked her hands over Carol's bare back. "The feeling is definitely mutual, lady."

"Mmmm, speaking of feeling," Carol purred, her lips kissing and sucking along Amy's neck and throat, "I love the way your soft flesh feels against mine."

The girl expelled her breath in a contented sigh. "I love the feeling of what you are doing to me, sexy woman."

Carol kissed down Amy's neck to her chest. "God, you have a sensuous body." She moved lower to suck a pointed nipple into her mouth. "Would you mind terribly if I made love to you?"

Amy giggled and raked her fingers through Carol's hair. "Honey, I would mind terribly if you didn't!"

CHAPTER 7

Carol found Paul Rogers in the green room reading a copy of Sports Illustrated. "I've decided to do the fuck scene with you," she stated evenly.

Paul looked up from his magazine. "What brought this on?"

"I had a talk with Nick. I wanted to make sure he was okay with it."

"And was he?"

Carol shrugged casually and rested her shoulder against the wall. "Nick isn't worried in the least. He said you have nothing for me to get overly excited about."

Paul laughed and set his magazine aside. "This is beginning to sound like a challenge to me."

The woman smiled sardonically. "I've never had two men fighting over me before. I kind of like it."

Rogers grinned and rubbed his crotch with his fingers. "Care to run through a little practice scene?"

"Nope. You say that when those young chicks scream and flail about it's all part of an act. Let's see if you can illicit the real thing from a real woman."

"Oh ho! The gauntlet has been thrown! I like it!" Rogers rose to his feet and moved to her. "You realize this means I won't hold anything back."

"I wouldn't want you to."

Paul cupped her breast in his palm and gently squeezed the soft mound in his fingers. "I guarantee you'll be walking bowlegged for a week."

Carol didn't flinch. The man was merely trying to get a rise out of her. If she didn't come across as too willing to bed the man, Paul would prove to be much more enthusiastic and convincing before the camera. Carol cupped her hand to Paul's crotch and gave his groin a squeeze. "May the best man win."

Rogers gave her a wide smile. "I can see you're enjoying yourself immensely."

"Two handsome young studs trying to prove who is the better lover? What old lady wouldn't enjoy that?"

Paul fondled her tit and dropped his other hand to her tight ass. "God, I'm so going to love fucking you."

Carol gave him a demure smile and a seductive wink. "I'll give you a much better show than the squealing teeny boppers you usually work with, I guarantee." She released his crotch and turned away. "Why do you think Nickie keeps coming back for this mature pussy night after night?"

"Damn, you are so hot!"

The woman stopped at the doorway and struck a seductive pose. "You set it up, stud. Name the scene and I'll be there. But please, try not to disappoint me. You know Nick will have to satisfy me later if you are not up to the task."

Paul laughed with genuine amusement. "What a naughty lady you are!"

"Honey, you have absolutely no idea."

Nick entered the dressing room to find Carol sitting in front of the lighted makeup mirror touching up her eye shadow. He rested his shoulder against the door jamb and crossed his arms over his chest. "So, you're really going to go through with this?"

"I guess so," Carol replied to the mirror.

"You don't sound all that excited about it."

"Actually, I kind of am. I mean, I wish it was you I was filming the scene with, but it is rather thrilling thinking about doing it with Paul. I mean, on one level it all seems so surreal, like it isn't me that's doing the scene at all. It's a fantasy inside my mind playing out for real with my body. I would have never thought I would be acting out a sex scene with a complete stranger in front of a camera. It's like role playing... like it's not really happening, you know? There's no intimacy involved, not like there is when I'm making love to you, Nickie. This is pure, raw sex for the sheer pleasure of it." She glanced at him. "You're not jealous, are you?"

"No. But I have to warn you, I might get horny as hell and have to fuck you immediately afterward."

"Does that mean you are going to watch us?"

"I was planning on it."

"Please don't, darling. I'll be nervous enough worrying about blowing the scene by breaking character or doing something stupid. Knowing you are there would make me a complete nervous wreck."

Nick crossed to her and gently stroked his hand over her long blonde hair. "You'll do just fine. If you demonstrate half the sensuality you showed me the first time we made love, you'll melt the cameras."

Carol grinned and rose to stand, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately. "You are such a sweet darling man." She leaned back and smiled demurely at him. "Tell you what; if you promise to hide in the shadows and keep quiet, you can watch. If the scene gets you all hot and bothered, mommy will take care of you afterward."

"It's a deal."

Carol crossed to the door and opened it to find Paul Rogers standing on the front steps. He wore a light blue tee shirt and denim jeans. "Hello, Stevie," she smiled cordially.

Paul grinned with approval of her white silk blouse. He could clearly see her white lace brassiere through the sheer fabric. The woman's tight black leather skirt accented her hips and ass quite nicely. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Albright."

She held the door wider for him to enter. "Thank you for coming over on such short notice. I wasn't expecting to have to go out of town so suddenly. It's so sweet of you to take care of my cat Felix for a few days while I'm gone."

"No trouble at all, Mrs. Albright."

Carol led Paul into the living room and stopped in front of the couch. "There's plenty of cat food in the pantry."

Paul raised his hand and groped her breast in the sheer blouse. "When you asked me to take care of your pussy, I had a different idea entirely." He moved closer and kissed her passionately on the mouth.

Carol returned the kiss and rubbed the crotch of his jeans. There was a growing bulge already. She was amazed at how quickly the man had become aroused. Paul must have really wanted to fuck her in the worst way. "Oh yes, Stevie," she moaned into his mouth. "My pussy definitely needs some immediate attention."

Paul squeezed and fondled her tits in the silk blouse. It was really turning her on. Carol unfastened his jeans and tugged down his zipper. Paul wasn't wearing any underwear. She pulled out his swelling boner and stroked it in her fist. "Oh yes," she panted lustfully. "This is what mama wants."

"Suck it, Mrs. Albright."

Carol lowered to her knees and dropped her mouth over the head of his cock. This play acting was really getting her horny and aroused. Paul had a nice big dick and she couldn't wait to feel it inside her pussy.

"That's it," Paul breathed, his fingers raking through her long blonde hair as she bobbed her mouth over his stiff prick. "Suck that cock."

Carol gripped his ass with her hands and plunged her mouth deeper. She could feel the tip of his cock press against the back of her throat. She withdrew and drove back down again, taking him all the way into her mouth. She brushed her lips over Paul's curly pubic hairs at the very base before drawing off again. "God, you suck that cock so nice, Mrs. Albright." The woman bobbed her head to suck his dick, the man digging his fingers through her blonde tresses. "Show me your tits."

Carol unbuttoned her blouse without skipping a beat. She shed the garment from her shoulders and tossed it aside as she continued to blow Paul's prick. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, peeling it down her arms and flinging it away.

Paul leaned over and cupped her big loose boobs in his palms. "You have very pretty tits, Mrs. Albright."

Carol leaned back and smiled seductively up at him. She clamped her soft mounds around the swollen shaft of his cock and rubbed her breasts up and down. "You like to fuck my nice big boobs, little boy?"

The man grinned at her as she tit-fucked his dick. "I would much rather fuck that nice pink pussy of yours, Mrs. Albright."

"You think so, Stevie?" Carol leered up at him as she rubbed her fill soft mounds over his boner. "You think you're man enough to satisfy this woman?"

"I can definitely try, Mrs. Albright."

Carol grinned at Paul. "My pussy wants to feel this nice big cock sliding in and out, in and out, and I don't want you to stop until I cum." Paul reached down and hooked his hands under her arms and lifted Carol to her feet. They exchanged a fiery kiss as his hands groped her loose titties. "Oh yes," she moaned into his mouth. "You got me so fucking hot!"

Paul put his hands on her shoulders and guided Carol to sit on the couch. He dropped to his knees and reached under her skirt to remove her panties. Carol pulled her skirt up to her waist as Paul pressed his mouth to her vagina. "That's it, honey," she growled lustily. "Lick that hot pussy. Make mama all wet for your nice big cock."

Carol spread her legs wide for Paul to lick her cunt. Damn, he was one fantastic pussy-licker! She caught the movement of a cameraman out of the corner of her eye and remembered they were merely play acting. Fuck it! Carol didn't care if the whole goddamn world was watching. She was going to get thoroughly reamed by a man with plenty of experience and definitely knew how to please the ladies. "Oh fuck yes," she moaned, her fingers raking through Paul's short curly hair. "My cunt wants to feel you inside it, you delicious little boy!"

Paul rose up and leaned over her with his hand on the cushion at her side. He guided the head of his cock to the damp opening of her vagina. "Oh fuck yes," she hissed as he eased his hard prick into her waiting hole. "God, you have a beautiful cock."

"You have a nice tight pussy, Mrs. Albright."

Carol hooked her hands on his shoulders as Paul pressed all the way inside her and gradually established a slow steady stroke in and out of her cunt. "Fuck me, Stevie."

"Yes ma'am."

Rogers increased his humping tempo and was soon ramming hard and deep into the woman with every thrust. Carol's tits wobbled about her chest in cadence to his pumping rhythm. "God, you feel so good inside me," she panted.

"Damn, Mrs. Albright!" Paul grunted as he pounded away at her cunt. "I love having my dick inside you."

Carol leered up at him and gripped his waist, pulling him deeper with every thrust. "Talk dirty to me, Stevie boy."

Paul slammed relentlessly into her. "My cock loves fucking your tight wet cunt, Mrs. Albright."

"That's it," she moaned with lust. "Fuck that tight wet cunt, little boy."

"I want to do you from behind, Mrs. Albright."

Carol grinned and said, "Yeah, baby! You are one wild and nasty boy!"

Paul eased out and rose to his feet. He put his hands on her hips and lifted the woman to stand. He turned her around to face the sofa. Carol leaned over and planted her hands on the back of the couch. Paul pushed her skirt to her waist and shoved his cock into her upturned cunt. He gripped her ass and pounded hard and deep into the woman doggie style.

"Oh God," Paul panted. "You have such a fantastic cunt."

"Fuck yes," Carol moaned, her tits swaying below her chest as Paul hammered her wet vent. "Fuck that tight hot cunt!" Paul held Carol's waist and banged away into her seeping snatch like a man possessed. Her large boobs wobbled loosely below her chest as Paul's dick slid in and out of her damp vent. It was gloriously wicked and delicious!

Paul stopped and eased out and moved to sit on the couch. Carol quickly peeled her skirt off, leaving only her high heel shoes. Paul smiled up at her totally naked figure with approval as he stroked his stiff cock in his fist. Carol turned to face away from him and lowered to sit on Paul's lap. Paul held her ass cheeks as the woman reached between her legs and fed his hard cock into her snatch. "Oh yeah baby," Carol exhaled lustily as she settled onto his lap. "God, you are so fucking good." She reached behind her and held the back of the couch and began hopping on his stiff pole. Paul held her rear and assisted as Carol humped his lap. Carol's big tits flopped loosely up and down for the camera. She didn't even think about the fact that they were being filmed. It was so exquisitely erotic to fuck this handsome young stud that the woman completely forgot they were playing a scene.

"Holy fuck, Mrs. Albright!" Paul exclaimed as he thrust into her from below. "You are incredible!"

"Incredibly horny for your hard cock, Stevie!" She humped his lap hard and fast. "Fill me up with that nice big dick of yours, honey!"

Carol slowed her humping tempo and lifted her feet and hooked her high heels on the cushions by Paul's sides. She resumed her wild ride on his cock like a horny naked jockey, her tits flopping loosely about her chest. "Oh God, yes," she moaned with lust. "You can take care of my pussy any goddamn fucking day of the week!"

Paul held her hips and slowed her ride and stopped the woman to hover just above his dick. He reached a hand under her and guided the head of his dick a few inches back. Carol knew what he was about to do. Paul wanted to fuck her in the ass. Carol couldn't refuse. She told Paul she would act in the scene with him and do whatever he wanted. Besides, she was too filled with animal lust to stop now. Carol remembered when Nick fucked her in the ass that night at the hotel and how she loved the sensation of simultaneous pleasure and pain. But they had been in the shower with the warm water to act as lubrication. This time she only had her own pussy juice to cut down on the friction. Luckily Paul's dick was slightly smaller than Nick's so maybe it wouldn't hurt as much.

Paul pressed the head inside. It slid in easier than she expected, the crown well greased with her pussy cream. Carol gradually settled onto his lap, taking the man's cock all the way to the base. It felt so weird, like she was taking a long hard shit. "Oh yes, Steve," she panted with lust. "Fuck me in the ass!" Carol rose up and settled down again, gradually establishing a steady rhythm on his dick. "Oh God, Steve," she mewed, "you're fucking me in the ass!"

"Damn, Mrs. Albright! Your ass is so fucking tight!"

"That's because your cock is so fucking big!"

Rogers brought one hand over her leg and rubbed her clit. Carol was in ecstasy! She could feel her loins tingling and her asshole throbbing. It was so nasty and erotic! Carol knew it wouldn't be long before she reached a climax. Fuck yeah! A sexy young stud was reaming her in the ass and was going to make her cum! She moaned with pleasure, savoring the sensual sensations. Damn, this young man was one incredible lay!

Carol felt her cunny tingle and knew she was getting close to a climax. "Oh yes, Stevie! You're making me cum!" She hopped his lap harder and faster, his cock ramming deep into her anus with every thrust. Paul's fingers tickled her clit, sending her over the edge. The woman was going to cum, and cum big. Carol was going to have a major mind-blowing orgasm and the camera was going to capture every exquisite sensuous moment of it.

"Oh yes, baby," she whimpered pitifully. "Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" Her body suddenly jerked and spasmed, a gush of pussy juice spraying from her cunt. It was like a spigot had broken and a spew of nookie nectar shot several feet from her sated snatch. Carol never knew she could cum so hard like that. Her body trembled and jerked as wave after wave of clear liquid erupted from her cunt. It was incredible! Her mind swooned as every cell in her body sparked with static electricity. She felt as though her vagina gushed a gallon of jizz all over the movie set.

"Goddamn, Mrs. Albright!" Rogers exclaimed. "I never knew you could come so much!"

Carol panted breathlessly. "Neither did I."

"Oh yes, Mrs. Albright," Paul grunted, "I'm gonna cum."

The woman quickly climbed off his lap and kneeled on the floor. "Cum all over my face and my big pretty tits, you dirty nasty boy!"

Paul stood and jerked his cock in his fist over her face. Carol grinned up at him and groped her boobs in her hands. "That's it, baby," she growled lustily. "Shoot your hot cum all over my face!"

The man grunted and snapped his head back as a rope of white cream shot from his dick onto her face and into her blonde tresses. Paul gripped a fistful of Carol's hair in his fingers and fired again, globs of semen pelting her chin and tongue. Carol dropped her mouth over the head of his dick and sucked him dry. Paul bucked his hips to fuck her mouth, another smaller load shooting onto her tongue. Carol moaned and bobbed her head up and down the shaft, a dribble of cum seeping out the edge of her lips.

"Holy fuck!" Paul shuddered. "You were fantastic, Mrs. Albright!"

Carol leered up at him and swirled her tongue around the tip of his dick. "You weren't so bad yourself, Stevie boy!"

"Aaaannndd... cut!"

Carol grinned up at her costar. "Did I do okay?"

Paul chuckled and leaned down to lift her to her feet. "Fucking A, lady!" he laughed. "Nick has got some serious competition now! I think I'm in love!"

The woman wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and kissed him on the cheek. "You are one incredible lay, Paul, I have to grant you that."

Carol stepped out of the shower and dressed herself in a long ankle length white terry robe. It was soft and fluffy, like one of those robes you find in fancy hotels. Carol loved to wear it after a shower because it made her feel like she was wrapped in a thick warm blanket. She walked from the bathroom to the kitchen wiping her damp hair with a towel and paused at the sound of her front doorbell. Strange. She wasn't expecting anyone that evening. Carol opened the front door to find Nick Collins on the front stoop. "Hello, darling!" she smiled brightly. "It seems you have a propensity for catching me fresh from the shower."

"I hope I'm not interrupting any plans?"

"Of course you aren't, sweetie." She opened the door wider and moved to greet him. Carol wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed the man passionately. "God, I miss you!" she panted into his mouth. "Even a few hours away from you feels like an eternity."

"Same here." Nick held her waist and kissed her hungrily. "I missed you too."

Carol grinned playfully at the man. "We should probably go inside before our amorous display arouses the neighbors." She led Nick into the house and closed the door behind him. "What brings you here?"

"I wanted to see you."

"You're sweet." She walked to the kitchen. "Care for a glass of wine?"

"Sure." He followed. "I watched your scene with Paul."

"You did?"

"Yes. I couldn't resist the temptation of seeing my gorgeous lady in action."

Carol removed two long stemmed wineglasses from the cupboard. "How did I do?"

"You were incredible." He moved close to her. "I wished it was me who was making love to you."

"Me too." She turned to him and he kissed her on the lips. Carol hooked her hands around his neck and pulled his mouth tighter to hers. "Oh yes," she exhaled into his mouth. "You spoil me from making love to anyone else," she mewed. "I was thinking about you the whole time I was doing that scene. I dreamed it was your beautiful cock inside me."

Nick slid his hands down her back and groped her rear. "I imagined it was me fucking you," he panted lustfully. "Seeing that hot sexy body of yours made me hard as a lead pipe."

"Oh Nickie," she whimpered, dropping her hands to his slacks. "Take me now! Right here! Fuck me right now!"

The man reached down to open her robe as his lover unzipped his fly. He parted the sides of Carol's robe and groped her big boobs. "I want you, Carol. I want you now."

"Take me, darling! Make love to me as only you can!"

She opened his pants and squatted on her haunches, plunging her mouth over his stiff prick. Carol couldn't believe how hard he was! The boy must really have the serious hots for her. Carol bobbed her head over his rigid pole, longing to feel his cock inside her. Her pussy tingled with excitement. No man ever caused such an arousing effect on her as this sexy stud.

Nick hooked his hands under her arms and lifted Carol off the floor as though she didn't weigh an ounce. He rested her rear on the countertop and parted her robe, his mouth sucking her pointed nipple. "Oh yes, baby," she rasped with lust. "You make my body feel like it's on fire!"

The man spread her legs with his hands on her knees and lowered his head to her crotch. Carol moaned with pleasure as Nick pressed his mouth to her tingling twat. "Oh God, yes," she panted, digging her fingers through his short blonde hair. "Lick that hot wet pussy."

Nick probed her snatch with his tongue, the lady writhing with arousal atop the kitchen counter. She couldn't believe how much she desired this man. It had been so many years since anyone made love to her, and now it seemed like she could never get enough. It was a good thing this young stud could go several times before he was spent. It was as if the woman was making up for lost time. Or perhaps she was afraid it would someday come to an end and was getting her fill before the well ran dry.

"Please, Nickie," she begged pitifully. "Put that nice hard cock inside my wet cunt."

The man straightened and met her mouth with a fiery kiss. Carol reached down and stoked his erection, her hand guiding his dick to her ready slit. "Fuck yeah," she exhaled into his mouth as he eased the crown into her. "God, I love having you inside me."

Nick eased in a few inches and drew back out again. "Damn, you are so hot."

"Hot for you, darling," she moaned. Nick pressed in again and gradually established a steady stroke. "I can never get enough of you."

"God, Carol... you are so fucking beautiful." Nick leaned back and slipped his hands inside her robe and held her waist. He gripped her naked flesh and pumped harder and faster. "You are absolutely gorgeous."

Carol draped her arms around his neck and gazed adoringly into his eyes. "I love it when you look at me that way."

The man smiled as he pounded into her damp snatch. "I'll always look at you that way, sweetheart."

She lifted her legs and hooked her ankles behind his back. "Fuck me, Nickie," she pleaded. "Fuck me like no man ever has or ever will." Carol held Nick's neck and gazed into his eyes as he pumped into her damp snatch. "God, Nickie, you satisfy me in ways I never dreamed possible."

"I want to Carol," he panted as he thrust hard and deep with every penetration. "I want to fill every need and desire you have. I want to be more than enough man to satisfy you."

"You are darling. You are all I ever wanted in a man and more."

"God lady, you make me so crazy for you I can't think straight."

He banged into her seeping slit, his scrotum sac slapping her ass as he drilled away. Carol soon felt the juices welling up inside her and knew she was getting close to a climax. "Oh Nickie!" she whimpered pitifully. "You're going to make me cum!"

The man never slackened his pace. He stared into her eyes and slammed hard and deep with every stroke. "Cum for me, darling. Show me that I am man enough to satisfy you."

Carol hugged her bosom tightly to his chest and met his lips in a passionate kiss. "Oh baby, yes," she mewed into his mouth. "You are all the man I need." Her body shuddered as her cunt flowed with jizz onto his buried pole. Carol panted and collapsed against Nick's chest, her pussy juices dribbling from her sated slit. "Oh baby," she mewed. "You are more than enough man for me."

"I'm glad."

Nick held her in his arms, his cock sheathed in her damp snatch. Carol leaned back and gazed into his eyes. "You're still hard."

"Hard for you, honey."

"You didn't cum?"

"Not yet." He lifted her off her counter and carried her from the room, his dick still buried in her seeping vent. "Perhaps we should continue this in the other room."

Carol giggled with glee as Nick carried her with his cock still buried deep within her. "You nut! I love you!"

"Merely trying my best to show this lady how much I want to be everything to her."

"You are everything to me, Nickie," Carol sighed with contentment, meeting his lips in a tender kiss as he brought her to her bedroom. "You always will be."

CHAPTER 8

Carol glanced up from her schedule book as the door chimes signaled she had a visitor. A young black man stood by the door looking around the salon. He was a very handsome fellow with wavy shoulder length hair in tight ebony curls. He wore a purple silk shirt that accented his muscular chest and arms and tight black slacks. Carol smiled and crossed to him. "Can I help you?"

The man displayed a perfect set of white teeth. "The sign says walk-ins welcome."

Carol grinned. "Some are more welcome than others." She offered her hand to shake. "My name is Carol Allen. This is my salon."

"Yes, I know. Paul Rogers recommended you."

The woman scowled at her guest. "Paul Rogers? Do you work with him?"

"Not directly. However, we are in the same business, so to speak."

Carol hotly clamped her hands on her hips. "From the looks of you, I'd say you were an actor."

"Yes ma'am."

"Listen here, Mister -- "

"Booth. Tyrone Booth. But my film name is T. Bone."

"Whatever. Listen, Mister Bone, I don't appreciate Paul Rogers and all of his young stud friends passing me around like some starry-eyed groupie slut. You think you can waltz in here and flash a bright smile and think I'm going to drop my panties and fuck you like some cheap whore. Well you can just go fuck yourself if you think that for one minute -- "

Tyrone raised his palms to stop her. "Whoa! Whoa! Chill out, baby! I'm only here for a haircut."

Carol paused. "You are?"

"Hell yeah, baby. I mean, you are mighty fine looking and all, and I sure wouldn't mind poking your nice pink pussy with my big ol' bone, but that's not what I came here for."

The woman flushed with embarrassment. "You must think I'm a total raving lunatic."

Booth chuckled and lowered his hands. "Paul told me you were a real ball of fire. Sexy as hell, too. He sure was right on both counts."

Carol smiled sheepishly and gestured for him to sit in the styling chair. "Sorry if I sort of flew off the handle on you like that. When you mentioned Paul's name, I naturally assumed you came here looking to get laid."

The man offered a toothy grin and sat in the chair. "Disappointed?"

She tilted her head and regarded him thoughtfully. "Depends. Is it true what they say about black men?"

Tyrone guffawed out loud. "Not entirely. Though, in my case it is."

Carol picked up a drape and turned to him. "Show me."

The man furrowed his brow with a puzzled expression. "Say what?"

"Show me your cock. I've never seen a black man's dick up close and personal before."

Booth glanced over his shoulder at the door. "What, right here?"

Carol grinned playfully. "Don't tell me you're shy?"

The man chuckled and tugged open his fly. "Okay, baby. But if I let this bad boy loose, we may not be able to put him back in again."

Tyrone pulled open his slacks and whipped out his black pole. It must have been ten inches long at least, and that was before he had an erection. "Holy crap!" Carol gasped in awe as she wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft. "It's enormous!"

"Whoa, baby!" Tyrone frowned. "You play with the serpent, you might get bit."

"You make that sound like it's a bad thing." She stroked the shaft in her fingers. "So, you think I'm hot as hell, do you?"

"Shit, yeah."

"I've never had a nice big black cock inside my tight pink pussy before."

Tyrone grinned and groped her breast. "The serpent prefers white meat, baby."

"Excuse me a minute." Carol strolled to the front of the store and locked the door, turning the sign to closed. "Just so we won't be disturbed."

The black man offered a wide grin. "So you want to get it on with the T Bone, do you?"

Carol moved to stand in front of him and began stroking Tyrone's long shaft with both hands. "I'm forty seven years old, honey. I've spent most of my life building up this business. I have very little to show for all those years but this salon and a fairly decent body, and neither of those won't last forever. Suddenly a bunch of handsome and horny studs find themselves interested in me. I don't know why and personally I don't care. I know that is going to pass soon too. I want to experience as much as I can before it's over."

Tyrone smiled at her and gently fondled her breast in his fingers. "I know what you mean. I can't keep working in this business forever. And then what? Who wants a black stud former porn star on the payroll? Baby, I got nothing going for me but this big bad tool right here."

Carol smiled seductively as she stroked his cock to full firmness. It was nearly a foot long and two inches in diameter. "Then may I suggest you put this big salami to good use while we're both still young."

The man laughed. "Lady, I like your style."

Carol dropped her mouth over the head of his cock. Tyrone moaned with pleasure and raked his fingers through her long blonde hair. For a moment she thought about Nick. Her lover wasn't upset when she fucked Paul Rogers on film. And it wasn't like her lover wasn't screwing a different girl every day of the week. Carol would never tell Nick she fucked this black stud, but if he ever found out, she'd certainly fess up to it. Call it a moment of weakness. A personal experiment to see what it's like to fuck a black stud.

Carol grinned at the fellow as she pumped his cock with both hands. "I've never seen a dick as big as yours. I wonder if my pussy would be able to handle it."

"Shit yeah, baby," Tyrone rasped. "Let me slip some bone into your nice pink pussy."

"Heck yeah!" she giggled with glee. "Slip some of this dark meat into my tight pink pussy!"

"Show me what you got."

Carol straightened and hooked her thumbs under the waistband and pushed her skirt and panties down her legs. She smiled coyly at the man as she kicked her garments aside. "Not bad for an old lady, eh?"

"Goddamn!" Tyrone grinned widely at the sight of her furry blonde pubic muff. "You make the big black beast stand at attention!"

The woman leaned forward and clamped her hands on the arms of the styling chair and crushed her mouth to his. Her tongue tangled in the man's mouth. She rasped lustily, "Perhaps the big black beast wants to slip into my tight pink cunt."

Tyrone put his hands on her tits in the light blue cotton blouse and groped her full mounds. "Hop on board and let me give it to you right now."

She leaned back and gave him a sardonic smile. "That may be too much for me to sit on. Why not do me from behind?"

"You're the boss."

Carol moved back and giggled with excitement. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

Ty stood and moved behind her. "We ain't doing nothing yet, baby." He stroked his huge cock in his fist. "But when we do, you sure are going to know it." Carol braced herself with her hands planted on the seat of the styling chair. "Mmm, mmm, mmm," Ty growled with lust. "That sure is one mighty fine pussy and ass you got there, baby."

Carol widened her stance and stared over her shoulder at the man as he pumped his dick in his fist and aimed it at her waiting cunt. "Hurry up and give it to me before I change my mind."

Tyrone rubbed the head of his cock along the delicate pink folds of her vagina. "Once you get a taste of Big T's black bone, no white meat will ever satisfy you again."

He poked the head inside. Carol winced. "God, it's so big!"

"Damn right, baby. But don't worry... your pussy is gonna stretch a mile before it tears an inch."

T Bone eased more and more of the shaft into her cunt. Carol gasped and dropped her forehead to the cushioned seat. It was filling her up inside! And still he kept shoving in more and more. "Oh dear God," she moaned. "It's so fucking big!"

Tyrone gripped her hips and pulled out, ramming home hard and deep. Carol expelled a guttural moan as the man quickly established a deep steady stroke. "Damn, you are so tight," he grunted.

"Any pussy would be tight when filled with that black monster."

"The serpent likes your pretty pink pussy, baby." Booth pounded away, his long cock buried to the hairy base with each thrust. "Goddamn! You are one mighty fine fuck!"

"Your cock is filling me up!" she panted lustfully. "Oh God, it's rubbing the walls of my cunt!"

"Goddamn!" Ty grunted as he hammered away. "I can see why Paul Rogers is sayin' you are one super fine fuck! I couldn't believe that a woman as old as you... no offense --"

"None taken," Carol panted breathlessly.

" -- Could be better than all those young chicks we bump every day. Now I know he wasn't lyin'. My cock never felt a pussy as nice as this."

"Oh my God," Carol moaned weakly. "It's tearing me in half."

Tyrone gripped her bare ass cheeks as he pumped into her cunt. "You must work out a lot too. Your ass is Grade A Prime."

Carol craned her head over her shoulder and begged, "Fuck me in the ass."

T Bone didn't hesitate. He pulled his cock out of her cunt and aimed a few inches higher. Carol braced herself against the chair. She knew it would be painful as hell, but an opportunity like this may never come along again. She was fucking a black man! Never before had she entertained such a notion. She knew she would not have the nerve or the chance to do something like this in her lifetime. As she explained to T Bone, she didn't know why these studs were so fascinated with her, but she was quite certain it would not last forever. Carol wanted to experience it all. She wanted Tyrone to fuck her tight pussy with that huge black tool. She wanted him to shove it deep inside her ass!

Tyrone pressed his monstrous meat into her rectum. Carol squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. This was way more painful than Nick or Paul Rogers had ever been. "FUUUUUCK!" she screamed in agony. "You're killing me!"

"Goddammit, you are so fucking tight!" T Bone pressed half the length of his meat into her butt. The shaft slid in slowly, greased by her cunt cream. Even so, it stretched her sphincter to the limit. Bone gripped Carol's hips and began pumping in and out of her ass. "Damn, you are one fucking hot piece of ass!"

Carol's mind was swimming and her butt ached with needles of pain, but she found it surprisingly erotic and arousing. Soon she was absorbed in sheer pleasure, her body tingling with delight. It was a sensation like nothing she ever felt before. She wanted more! "Shove that big cock all the way into my ass, you black mother fucker!" she demanded. "Give me every delicious inch of it!"

Tyrone rammed deeper with every thrust. Soon he was penetrating her ass with the entire length, his ball sac slapping against her cunt with each plunge. "Fuck, baby!" Bone grunted. "You are ten times hotter than any of those little white chicks ever were!"

Carol craned her head over her shoulder to watch him fuck her. It was so erotic watching his long black meat disappear up her ass. Carol slipped a hand between her legs and fingered her cunt. She wanted to get off. She wanted to cum with this black stud's rigid pipe shoved deep in her ass!

"Does your boyfriend Nick fuck you in the butt?"

Carol grinned as she recalled Nick reaming her ass in the shower and Paul Rogers butt-fucking her on the movie set. She had never done such a taboo thing like that her whole life, but now she found she was doing more naughty things with her body than she ever dreamed of. And why not? She was nearly fifty, for God's sake. If she didn't allow herself some physical pleasure now, when would she?

The woman craned her head over her shoulder and leered at her partner. "All of my lovers fuck me in the butt, stud! But none of them have ever been as huge as your big black dick!"

Ty pumped her puckered anus. "Damn, that's so smokin' hot!"

Carol's cunt tingled and throbbed as a gush of pussy juice suddenly burst from her sated snatch. "Oh fuck yes," she moaned as a river of jizz ran from her cunt down her legs. "You really know how to get me off." Carol shuddered as she rammed her fingers deep into her seeping pussy. "You really got this woman cumming now!"

"Shit, baby, Booth grunted. "Fixin' to blow."

"Cum all over my face, you big black stud!"

Tyrone quickly drew out of her ass. Carol's sphincter ached with the pain of a million sharp needles pricking her. It hurt like hell but at the same time felt wickedly delicious. She turned to face him and dropped to her knees. "Give me that hot cum, you big delicious stud, you!"

Bone grinned a toothy smile as he pumped his massive dick in his fist over her face. "This is what we call a money shot."

Carol leered up at him and stuck out her tongue. "Give me all your money, honey!"

Tyrone snapped his head back and jerked, a rope of white cum pelting her cheek and mouth. Carol swirled her tongue around her parted lips to taste his salty spew. The man came again and again onto her face. Carol could have sworn the man must have shot a quart of cum at her! At last he grinned down at her with a contented smile. "Mother fuck!" he exclaimed. "I think The Bone is going to give up young meat and only fuck older ladies from now on."

Carol grinned and wiped his sticky semen from her face with her fingertips. "I'm not that old, buster."

Booth chuckled and dropped heavily into the styling chair. "No ma'am. You most certainly are not."

Carol rose to her feet. "Tuck that big bad serpent back in your pants, stud-boy, before it's tempted to do any more damage."

The man grinned at his partner and caressed her breast with her fingers. "It would most certainly be temped, that's for sure."

"Behave yourself, you naughty boy!" Carol bent down and picked up her skirt and panties. "Let me wash this goo off my face and we'll get to that haircut of yours."

Carol sat on the couch in her bathrobe reading a hair styling magazine. Her cell phone rang and she picked it up. "Carol Allen."

"Hi, sweetie!" the woman lilted brightly. "It's Tina Raines."

"Tina!" Carol smiled happily. "I'm so glad you called. I want to apologize for my behavior the other day. I didn't mean to cut your appointment short like I did."

"Don't worry about it. I cannot blame you in the least for wanting to be alone with that young fellow. Heck, I wanted to be alone with him myself."

Carol chuckled and reached for her schedule book on the side table. "When do you want me to finish your cut? No charge, of course, since I botched it so badly the last time you stopped in."

"How about tomorrow? I have to attend a formal banquet with Charles and there's bound to be photographers there. Don't worry about the cost. You certainly can't style my hair twice for free."

"Okay. If you insist. How about eleven?"

"Perfect. So, how is it going with that young actor of yours?"

"Pretty hot and heavy. I can't explain it or even begin to understand it, but the boy is totally nuts about me. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. That stud can go three or four times a night. Damn! That boy wears this poor lady out!"

Tina chuckled across the line. "All right, I officially hate you again. I've never had a man satisfy me that many times ever. Charley did me twice on our honeymoon and the year we took that trip to Cancun. Usually it's twice a month if I'm lucky."

Carol absently began to rub her crotch. "Nick is an incredible lover, but it's much more than that. My heart pounds in my chest whenever I see him. I love the way he makes me feel and I simply melt when he looks at me with those gorgeous blue eyes."

Her friend laughed and said, "Sounds to me like you got it bad for that boy."

Carol hesitated and chewed her lower lip. "I'm in love with him, Tina."

"I'm not surprised."

"You're not?"

"Heck no. You are a beautiful woman, Carol. Not just with pretty looks, but you're beautiful on the inside too. It should come as no surprise that this young man is attracted to you. Plus you've been alone for far too long. You deserve some happiness and companionship for a change. I'm jealous as hell because he's so good-looking and can satisfy your sexual needs like nobody's business. You deserve it, Carol. Not as much as I do, but you definitely deserve it."

Carol laughed with amusement. "Maybe some night I can have you and Nick over for dinner. No media around to create a scandal should you two happen to disappear into the bedroom for a few hours."

"A few hours!" the woman guffawed. "Please, honey! You're torturing me!"

"Just giving you a taste of what it's like to be me."

"Have I mentioned that I hate you?"

"I love you too, sweetheart."

"Did you tell him that you love him?"

"Kind of. I told Nick I love being with him, but not the forever kind of love that I truly and genuinely feel for him."

"Why not? The boy is crazy about you and it's obvious he isn't going to give you up anytime soon. It's like giving a puppy a bone for good behavior."

"That puppy already has a bone," Carol grinned, "and I can tell you he certainly knows where to bury it."

"I'm hanging up now," Tina laughed. "Go take a cold shower, you naughty girl!"

"Bye, darling."

Carol stared at the phone in her hand. Tina was right; Nick may already know how she felt about him, but he deserved to hear it from her lips. Nick deserved to know he was the only man she would ever love, even if their romance would someday come to an end.

Nick answered his phone on the second ring. "Nick Collins."

"Nickie? It's Carol."

"Hi! What's up?"

"Are you free tonight? We need to talk."

"Sounds serious."

"It is. Can you come over?"

"Sure. I'll be there in about a half hour."

"Thanks. See you then." She hung up and stared at the phone. Nick deserved to hear what was on her heart. She knew they would never be the same after such a confession. They would no longer be merely sexual partners. They'd be a couple. Not that that would be a bad thing. Carol smiled knowingly as she rose from the couch and headed to her bedroom to change. No sir, that would not be a bad thing at all.

Carol opened the door to find Nick on the step. He forced a small smile, but she could tell he was pensive and nervous. He nodded at the woman in her long white terry robe. "Hi."

"Hi," she smiled, opening the door wider for him to enter. "Come in."

Nick stepped inside and she closed the door behind him. "Your call sounded a bit cryptic," he said. "Is something wrong?"

"Yes, Nickie, there is." She took his hand and led him to the living room. "There is something important I have to tell you." Carol led him to the couch and he sat. "Remember the other day when we made love and you told me you loved me?"

"I remember. I don't regret it, either. I still feel the same way."

"I know you do. And it scares me." The woman began to pace in front of him, wringing her hands nervously. "I've never had a man profess his love to me like that before. It sort of took me by surprise. I mean, I adore you, Nickie, and I suppose I always have, ever since the first moment we met."

The man stared up from the couch. "I feel a 'but' coming on."

"You're right." She stopped pacing and stood in front of him. "I adore you, but that isn't enough for me anymore. I have to tell you how I really feel about you." She opened the belt on her robe. "The truth is; I'm in love with you, Nick. Totally and completely." Carol parted her robe and shed it from her shoulders to the floor revealing the lacy bra and panties with the garter holding up the thigh-high nylons that she wore that night at the hotel. "I want to give myself totally to you, darling, without hesitation or reservation. I've always known that someday it would end between us, but I can't help feeling the way I do about you. God help me, but I'm crazy mad in love with you, utterly and completely. I love you with all my heart and soul, Nickie, and you can have me anytime you want. I'm yours, Nickie, now and forever."

Nick rose to his feet and stared evenly into her eyes. He gently cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I love you, Carol Allen."

Carol draped her arms around his neck and kissed him with mounting passion. "God, I love you so much," she panted into his mouth. "I always have, but I was so afraid of losing you. I had no illusion that someday you would grow tired of me and leave me. I don't care anymore. I am yours as long as you want me, Nick Collins. I willingly give my body and heart and soul to you forever."

"You'll never lose me, darling." Nick reached down and hooked his hand under her knees, scooping her up and into his arms. "I want to worship this woman and make love to you, my sweet love."

"Mmmmm," Carol cooed dreamily as he carried her to the bedroom. "I like the sound of that."

Nick chuckled and said, "What? My love?"

"No sweetheart," she smiled happily. "That you want to worship and make love to me." She gave him a smooch on the mouth. "But the 'my love' part was a nice touch."

"I'm glad." He gently lowered her onto the bed. "Because you're going to hear that a whole lot more from now on."

Carol grinned lustfully as she unfastened his slacks. "I expect to hear it a lot while you make love to me, that's for sure."