Model Behavior (teen, f/f, f/f/M)

Jackie and Heather, on a parent's work trip in Hawaii, unexpectedly crash a video gig and get an education they never bargained for.

This is a work of pure fiction. Any similarity to actual events or persons is strictly coincidental.

>>Jackie pulled the cloth corners away from Heather’s neck and body, her lavender bikini bra straining as Heather pressed her shoulders back and writhed back and forth.

“Okay, now, Danielle. Your turn.” Heather reached up to the knot covering Jackie’s cleavage. She threw the corners of the sarong gently to the sides and the cloth fell from Jackie’s chest and collected around her waist. Jackie did her best to throw her shoulders back and display what she believed were her pitiful breasts to her best ability. She didn’t feel that her white and blue-striped bikini was straining near as much as Heather’s top was.

“OH! That’s marvelous!” said Tony. “Your skin is so beautiful and tanned.” He took the camera off of the tripod and stepped in a little closer to the bed. “Danielle, show me Amber’s beautiful tits.”

“Huh?” both girls were a little confused.

“You know...” Tony set the camera on the chair and cupped his hands about six inches apart. “Press them together. Present them.”

Jackie shot a concerned look at Heather, but Heather’s gaze concerned Jackie’s boobs. Without pause Heather’s hands came up to either side of Jackie’s chest and squeezed her breasts together. To this day the only hands that Jackie had ever felt on her breasts were her own and Dr. Belfort’s, and the doctor’s were always SO COLD!” Heather’s hands were warm, even through the swimsuit fabric. And when Heather squeezed them together, Jackie felt a strange tingle shoot from them down to her tummy.

“Okay, now Amber. Return the favor.”<<

Model Behavior
by Eric Shon

Their laughter resonated through the hotel hallway as they strolled toward the room. Heather’s father had won a sales award for the whole family – a trip to a five-star resort in Hawaii – and that he allowed her to bring her best friend, Jackie, Heather thought it the best gift she could have gotten for her seventeenth birthday. Tom, Heather’s father, had a dinner engagement with the other award winners that evening, and he had told the girls that when they were done at the pool and ready for dinner, to get cleaned up and they could go to any of the restaurants at the hotel. He had shown Heather how to sign the check to the room and how to tip appropriately, and he had told them not to dress like slobs as did the children of most of the other guests of the hotel. And the same topic was what had them laughing in the hallway.

“And could you believe his name was RODNEY?” Heather snorted as they rounded the corner, her wood-soled sandals clacking loudly on the tile.

Jackie guffawed in response. “I can’t even believe he admitted that!”

“Cute, though,” Heather reminded her friend.

“OH, yeah!”

Suddenly a door burst open behind them. “HEY!” a man’s voice called to them. The girls turned around. He looked old to Jackie, almost as old as Heather’s father, who she knew was 42. His hair was black on the sides and back, but grey at the bottom edge and very sparse on top. It was hard to tell for sure since he had on a Hawaiian shirt, but he looked like he might have had a little extra weight around the belly. He had kind of a cute face, but he was almost as old as Heather’s father.

The girls looked at him. He seemed to be a little irritated about something. Then he seemed uncertain. “Oh. I’m sorry,” he said. “Are you here for the job?”

“The what?” Heather said.

Then the man was irritated again. “The job, the j- THE VIDEO! Are you the models from the Konopalo Agency?”

Jackie’s tongue pressed to the roof of her mouth, about ready to tell the man they weren’t the models from the Konopalo Agency when she heard Heather’s voice send a chill up her spine.

“Yes! We are!” Heather’s eyes darted to meet Jackie’s with a let-me-do-the-talking look. Both girls had the dream – and the potential – to become models.

“Jeeezus! You’re like an hour late, already. Where the hell have you been?” The man motioned for the girls to enter the room.

“Wrong turn?” Heather said as the two girls passed the man in the doorway. Her eyes darted to Jackie again, and her lip bent freakishly as she wasn’t entirely sure what she should say.

Jackie whispered fanatically to her best friend. “Are you CRAZY?”

Heather rasped back, “I thought you wanted to be a model! Here’s our shot!”

The door closed with a loud thud behind the girls. “Either of you two know Jeremy?” the man asked behind them. “He hasn’t shown up, either.”

“Nope. Don’t know him,” Heather replied. Jackie was startled to see that the furniture in the room had all been pushed out onto the balcony except for the sofa, the armoire, and one straight-back chair. And the bed. All around the bed were silver stands with lights atop them, all aimed at it. Off to one corner of the foot of the bed there was a video camera on a tripod.

The man sighed heavily. “No offense, ladies, but I will never call your agency again. They’ve been nothing but a headache from the first call. I would advise you to find a new agent.”

Heather and Jackie looked at each other briefly.

“Okay. Enough of that. You’re here.” The man picked up a clipboard that was on the seat of the straight-back chair and sat down. He flipped through the papers on the clipboard. “They didn’t even get your pictures to me like they said they would. Which one of you is Amber?”

Jackie looked at Heather only to notice that Heather was pointing at her.

“She’s Amber.”

“And you’re...” the man flipped another page or two. “...Danielle?”

“Yes I am,” Heather said with an impish grin. She reached out her hand and said, “And you’re...?

“I’m Tony,” he said, shaking her hand curtly. “Okay. Let’s see what you brought.”

Heather and Jackie looked at each other blankly.

Tony groaned. “Don’t tell me. You don’t know what I’m talking about, do you?”

The girls shook their heads.

“I specifically told Lamar at the agency to send you with three outfits: party dress, lingerie, and bikini. At least you’ve got the bikinis.” Tony lowered his face to his hands and let out a huge sigh. He muttered into them, “I’m gonna kick his ASS!” He raised his head and looked at the girls. “I’m sorry, ladies. You’re here to work, so let’s get to it.”

Tony stood up and went to each light, flicked its switch and bathed the room – and the bed, especially – with bright light. The girls’ heads swiveled to track him. He walked to the small video camera with the huge lens on it and said, “Okay, we’ll start with just some posing. Why don’t you take your wraps and tie them up high. We’ll start off that way and work our way toward skin.”

The girls obliged. Heather twisted the long ends of her yellow sarong at her chest and then around her neck to tie in back. Jackie wrapped her sky blue one around beneath her armpits and tied it above her breasts. Her heart was racing as she realized that she was going to do some REAL modeling!

“Okay, ladies,” Tony said. “If you’ll just kneel on the bed there...” He fiddled around with some of the buttons on the camera, and a little, red light came on just above the lens. The girls did as they were told. Heather looked at Jackie and smiled excitedly. “Amber, go ahead and untie your hair and...Amber. Amber?’

Heather punched Jackie in the arm, and Jackie suddenly remembered that she was “Amber,” thanks to her best friend. “Uhh..uh, yeah?”

“Pay attention, sweetie,” said Tony. “Untie your hair and shake it out...look at the lens here.” Jackie did as was requested of her. “Okay, Danielle. Run your hands through your hair.” She did. “That’s it. Yeah. Press your shoulders back. Arch your back. Stick out those tits.”

Jackie was a little put off by his use of the word. She didn’t like the word, but Heather didn’t seem to mind it. But, then again, Heather had “tits,” and she only had “titties,” as she had once overheard some boys say crudely in a conversation about them. She looked at Heather, her back bent, her shoulders thrown way behind her rear end, her hands running through her lush blond hair.

“Okay, Amber,” Tony said. “Get on your hands and knees and throw your hair forward and look at me from behind it.” Jackie did so, and tried to see the camera through her thick black trusses. “Come on, Amber. Mean! Like a tigress!” Jackie felt her eyebrows crunch down and her lip curl. “Yeah! That’s it!”

This went on for a few more minutes, each girl switching actions with the other until Tony had them both up on their knees again. “Okay, Amber. Now reach up and untie Danielle’s wrap.” Jackie was taken slightly aback. “That’s a weird request,” she thought. Heather looked at her and threw her hair around to give Jackie clear access. Jackie reached around behind Heather’s neck and fumbled with the knot until it came free in her hands.

“Pull the ends away slowly. Let’s get a better look at those tits!”

He used that word again. Jackie pulled the cloth corners away from Heather’s neck and body, her lavender bikini bra straining as Heather pressed her shoulders back and writhed back and forth.

“Okay, now, Danielle. Your turn.” Heather reached up to the knot covering Jackie’s cleavage. She threw the corners of the sarong gently to the sides and the cloth fell from Jackie’s chest and collected around her waist. Jackie did her best to throw her shoulders back and display what she believed were her pitiful breasts to her best ability. She didn’t feel that her white and blue-striped bikini was straining near as much as Heather’s top was.

“OH! That’s marvelous!” said Tony. “Your skin is so beautiful and tanned.” He took the camera off of the tripod and stepped in a little closer to the bed. “Danielle, show me Amber’s beautiful tits.”

“Huh?” both girls were a little confused.

“You know...” Tony set the camera on the chair and cupped his hands about six inches apart. “Press them together. Present them.”

Jackie shot a concerned look at Heather, but Heather’s gaze concerned Jackie’s boobs. Without pause Heather’s hands came up to either side of Jackie’s chest and squeezed her breasts together. To this day the only hands that Jackie had ever felt on her breasts were her own and Dr. Belfort’s, and the doctor’s were always SO COLD!” Heather’s hands were warm, even through the swimsuit fabric. And when Heather squeezed them together, Jackie felt a strange tingle shoot from them down to her tummy.

“Okay, now Amber. Return the favor.”

Though she didn’t really feel right, her hands went up anyway. With Heather’s arms already up, Jackie had no choice but to place her hands between Heather’s upper arms, and her hands more on the front of Heather’s breasts. As with her own, Jackie had never felt another girl’s boobs before. Heather’s were warm and, unlike what Jackie had imagined for their size, firm. She thought she heard Heather heave a little sigh, with her voice registering in there just a little.

“Look at each other, ladies,” Tony said from behind the camera. “Move your hands around a little.

Jackie looked up at Heather, and Heather at Jackie. Jackie noticed that Heather’s cheeks were a little red, and she was smiling. As Heather’s hands moved, Jackie felt the tingling in her tummy grow a little. She felt herself leaning into Heather’s hands a little bit. All Jackie could manage to move, with her hands in such a position, was her thumbs. But suddenly she felt a hard nub under each thumb. She felt a sudden revulsion, but then Tony spoke again.

“Okay, ladies. Turn toward the camera a little. Put one arm around each other and pull yourselves in close.”

Heather and Jackie honored Tony’s request. Jackie felt her right breast press hard into Heather’s left breast. She noticed that Heather still had a hand on her left breast.

“Amber, hand up, please.”

Jackie returned her hand to her best friend’s boob.

“Now look into each other’s eyes.” They did. “Now look at your hand.” Each did. “Now look at each other again and smile.” They did. “Now kiss.”

Heather rolled her eyes and turned her head toward Tony. “Hang on! What is this?”

Tony sighed heavily. “You don’t do girl-girl?”

“’Girl-girl?’” Heather said.

“Yeah. Two girls making it.”

“What’s this for?” she asked

Tony was irritated again. “I told Lamar to send me... I’m gonna kill him!” Tony pressed a button on the camera and the little red light blinked out. “What Lamar should have told you, but didn’t, is that I’m shooting for ‘Hustler Honeys of Hawaii,’ and in ‘Hustler Honeys of Hawaii,’ the girls kiss.”

Heather and Jackie looked at each other warily, Jackie, for the moment, oblivious to the fact that Heather’s hand was still on her boob.

“Look, ladies, we can cut this short now and you can go home. I’ll just have to explain to my boss that the modeling agency sent me a couple of amateurs to do this thing. I’ll probably get canned, but it’s not your fault. Just tell Lamar that he’d better not sleep again. Ever.”

Jackie began to feel a little guilty, and even more so, she felt that her shot at a modeling career was about to dry up. And then Heather spoke.

“Listen, Mr... um, listen, Tony. We’ve only done a couple of jobs, each of us, and this is the first time we’ve worked together. If you’ll just go slowly and help us to understand what you need us to do, I’m sure we can get this done for you just the way you want it.”

Tony sighed again and checked his watch. “Okay, ladies. You’ve got a deal. And I’m sorry I called you amateurs. I didn’t mean it. No offense?”

“None taken,” said Heather.

Tony raised the camera to his face once again, and once again the red light blinked on. “Now, just like you’re making out with your boyfriend. I know it’s a girl. You don’t have to like it. It’s just for the camera.”

Jackie never had a boyfriend. One boy had kissed her once at a school dance, but that was in freshman year, and she didn’t really like him. She had made out with her wrist on many occasions, practicing – and dreaming, but all she ever learned from that was that her wrist tasted like the “Spring Blossoms” perfume she wore, and that if you suck long enough on your wrist it gets all purple and bruised-looking.

Jackie knew that Heather had a boyfriend once. She had seen them making out in the school parking lot after a basketball game. They probably had made out more than just that one time, but they only went together for about two weeks.

Jackie looked up at Heather. Heather smiled and blushed, and then both girls began to giggle. Tony paused the camera for a few moments while they got past the giddy laughter, and rolled it again. Jackie leaned in as Heather did toward her. She felt another giggle working its way out, but then Heather’s lips touched hers.

“That’s it, girls. Good job.”

After a brief, mere touching of the lips, both girls pulled their heads back a little. Heather smiled, which caused Jackie to smile, too. Heather licked her lips a little and leaned back in. This time Jackie felt Heather’s lips press fully into hers, and it was just like with that boy in freshman year.

“Come on, girls.” Tony called. “Tongues.”

Suddenly Jackie felt something slither out from between Heather’s lips and lick across hers. Jackie’s reaction was involuntary, but she opened her mouth to let Heather’s tongue in. In a second her tongue was playing back and forth with Heather’s. Jackie felt her breath come in a rush, blood flowing hotly to her cheeks. Heather’s hand came to life on Jackie’s breast, and she felt her own nipple harden under Heather’s thumb. Jackie’s hands slid up, almost as if on their own, and caressed Heather’s breasts. She felt hot breath gush out through Heather’s nose onto her lips, and Heather’s hands squeezed a little harder on her breasts.

“Ooh, yeah. That’s it, girls!” Tony’s voice called out to them, as if from a great distance to Jackie’s ears. Then, after a few more seconds, he said, “Danielle, grab her ass.”

Jackie’s eyes watched Heather’s hands as they released her tender breasts and disappear below and behind her. Heather gripped Jackie’s butt cheeks, one in each hand, and she pulled her in tight to her body. Jackie felt a new wave of tingles as her breasts smashed into Heather’s, as their slim, taut bellies pressed together. Jackie’s surprised eyes looked at Heather’s, and Heather opened hers briefly, a giggle escaping through her nose. Jackie felt a tickle in her tummy, and she began to giggle, too. Heather pulled her head back slightly and she gently nibbled on Jackie’s bottom lip, her eyes locked on Jackie’s eyes the whole time. Then Heather closed her eyes and sucked Jackie’s tongue back out of her mouth, and the girls resumed their deep kissing.

“Now don’t stop what you’re doing girls, but let’s see those tits!”

Surprised, Jackie pulled her head away from Heather, breaking the kiss. “WHAT?!”

“Ah, jeez...” Tony started, but then he relaxed. “Sweetie, I need to make a video...”

Jackie zeroed in on Tony’s words, and was vaguely aware of Heather’s hands working on the bow at the back of Jackie’s bikini top.

Tony continued, “...but if you keep interrupting the action, I’m going to have to pay my editor a fortune to make this thing flow. Now could you just ACT and try not to REACT so much?”

Jackie felt the knot in the bow at the back of her bikini top pop as Heather pulled the loop through it, and her top went slack.

“OH! Hold on!” blurted Tony. “Stay right there, Danielle!” He stepped closer with the camera, stuck it to his eye, and he said, “Okay, Danielle, now slide your hands up Amber’s belly and under her top.”

Jackie was uncomfortable. She didn’t know where this was going. She was okay with the fondling and the kissing, though she never would have done those things with Heather on her own. This guy was asking too much. Wasn’t he? But Heather didn’t seem to mind; she actually seemed eager.

A new tingle shot through Jackie’s body as Heather’s hands slid around her waist on both sides from behind. Her hands were warm and soft, and as Heather’s hands slid up, Jackie couldn’t suppress her laugh. Only when it came out, it sounded ... sexy? Heather’s hands slowly closed the distance to Jackie’s breasts, and the farther they slid up, the more intense the sensation through Jackie’s body, and the harder she felt her back arching, pushing her shoulders into Heather’s chest. In the next moment Heather’s palms slid under the bikini fabric, and her palms rubbed softly over Jackie’s taut, hard, aching nipples.

Jackie heard Heather’s low chuckle close to her ear. She turned to face Heather, who, in turn, faced Jackie. On impulse, Jackie leaned over and planted her lips onto Heather’s, seeking her tongue — which Heather gave her — and the strange warm, tingling sensation it sent through her body.

“Good! Good!” muttered Tony from behind his camera. “Okay, now, sweetie, lift it up over her head.”

Jackie heard it through a haze of warm tingles, but she objected. However, Heather’s reflexes at the moment were much quicker, and no sooner had the objection registered with Jackie’s conscious brain than she felt her bikini top whisked off over her head by Heather.

“Beautiful!” blurted Tony as he slid in for a closer shot. “Pinch those pink lovelies!”

Jackie looked down and saw Heather’s hands return to her chest. Her petite, pale boobs seemed to poke through two triangles cut into a golden brown cloth, and Heather’s even darker brown hands swam up from her belly and covered them. Then her hands pulled back and the index finger and thumb of each hand closed in on a nipple and tweaked it. Jackie had done this to herself before, but Heather’s fingers were strong and firm, and she tweaked them harder than Jackie had ever done. Jackie felt a moan escape from deep within her, and her body shuddered softly against Heather’s chest. Jackie’s hands rose on their own and gently caressed Heather’s hands.

“Okay now, Danielle,” said Tony conspiratorially, “slide around and give those titties a kiss!”

Heather did so. As she slid around to face Jackie, Jackie shifted her weight. Her bikini bottoms pressed lightly against her body, and she felt the wet puddle in the crotch press against her. By the feel of it, she must have been literally dripping!

Seconds later heather was on her hands and knees in front of the kneeling Jackie, and she was kissing and nuzzling her chest.

“Lick her nipples...yeah. Like that,” said Tony. “Suck ‘em.”

Jackie felt as though she were in a strange dream. She looked down at Heather as her tongue slid over a hard, pink nipple. It was now as though there was a direct line between her nipples and her crotch, for with every movement of Heather’s tongue there was an immediate response of tingling and spasms in Jackie’s vagina. Heather’s tongue lapped at one of Jackie’s nipples, and then, on Tony’s command, her mouth closed over it, and her cheeks caved inward as she sucked hungrily on it.

Jackie swooned at this new sensation. Pinching her nipples she was used to; even Heather’s stronger fingers were not really anything new. But now, lips and a tongue and a whole mouth sucking on them? She felt like she was going to faint! She couldn’t take much more of this thrumming sensation throughout her body, so she lifted her hands to Heather’s head, only, instead of pulling her away, she found herself gripping the back of Heather’s head and pulling her harder to her breast! Jackie felt a mild spasm between her legs and the sensation of liquid oozing from her vagina.

The sound of Tony’s voice broke the rapture. “Okay, now, Amber, take off Danielle’s top. I wanna see you work on her tits.”

Jackie looked over at him as he spoke. It looked like a cell phone or something had shifted in his pocket and was poking against his shorts.

Heather knelt upright before Jackie, smiling. Jackie touched her fingertips to Heather’s belly and ran them up along her rib cage. She saw goosebumps rise under her fingers. Heather reached around behind her own head and gathered up her hair, and Jackie read the cue to untie the bikini from around Heather’s neck. Jackie untied the strings and let go of them, but Heather’s firm boobs kept the fabric from sliding off. Jackie reached around behind Heather’s back and untied the strings there, while Heather placed soft kisses on Jackie’s neck. The feeling had been there, but Jackie hadn’t been able to put her finger on it, but as the tingles lingered on her neck and in her tummy, Jackie was struck with the notion that maybe Heather wasn’t acting.

The strings all undone, Jackie reached her hands underneath Heather’s loose bikini top, just as Heather had done with hers earlier. As her fingers contacted the underside of Heather’s breasts, Heather inhaled deeply and her eyes rolled back in their sockets, and her head rocked back slowly. She leaned into Jackie’s hands, pressing her boobs against them before Jackie had a chance to hold them.

Heather’s movements made the bikini top slide off down between Jackie’s hands, and she stared right at Heather’s chest, hidden now only by Jackie’s hands.

“Oooh, that’s awesome!” panted Tony from somewhere in the universe. “Take your hands away, sweetie. Let’s get a look at ‘em.”

Jackie complied. Creamy triangles of white skin glowed forth from the surrounding bronze of the rest of Heather’s body, and her quarter-sized aureolas perched like little pink islands in seas of white, their hard nipples reaching out like sturdy, pink tree trunks. Jackie reached up again, curious to touch with her fingers what she had only felt against her palms. The fingers of each hand went to each of Heather’s boobs and lightly touched the rock-hard nipples. She saw Heather reach, and then felt her place her hands on Jackie’s shoulders while Jackie explored and fondled.

When Heather’s hands gently tugged at Jackie’s shoulders, Jackie knew what to do. She moved her hands flat on Heather’s breasts and placed her thumbs on her nipples. Then she gently spread them and leaned in and placed a kiss on Heather’s chest at the top of her cleavage. The scent of Banana Boat SPF 4 filled Jackie’s nostrils as her lips traced down between Heather’s boobs and stopped at her sternum. Jackie turned her head slightly and kissed a trail to one of those nipples. As her lips neared the nipple, Heather’s hands slid along Jackie’s shoulders, closer and closer to her head. Jackie copied what Heather had done to her and opened her mouth to slide her tongue over her best friend’s rigid nipple, but no sooner had she licked it a few times than she felt Heather’s hands crush her face hard onto her breast. Jackie continued to follow Heather’s example, and sucked mightily on her breast.

“Ohhh!” Heather moaned. “GOD, that feels good!” She guided Jackie’s suctioning mouth to her other breast. “Yeah, that’s it! Ohhh!”

After a few minutes of rapt attention to Heather’s boobs, Jackie came up for air, but was immediately pounced upon by Heather, who kissed her deeply on the mouth.

“God DAMN, ladies! You sure you never did girl-girl before?”

Heather giggled, and Jackie just smiled and looked away somewhat sheepishly.

Then Tony sat on the edge of the bed. “Okay, ladies, lets lose those panties!”

Jackie froze briefly, but then remembered Tony’s admonition to “act, not react,” and then she looked at Heather. Her best friend, for the first time, looked a little uneasy.

“Uhh... what do you want us to do, now?” Heather asked, a slight tremble in her voice.

Tony pressed on, this time oblivious to any apprehension. “A little dining at the ‘Y,’ my dear!”

The girls looked at each other, clueless.

“Here,” Tony said. “Let’s start with you, first, Danielle.” He reached for her shoulders and guided her to lie on her back on the bed, her head propped up on the pillows. “My god, you’re gorgeous!”

“Okay, Amber, now crawl up between her knees and wiggle those panties off of her.”

Jackie complied, but nervously. She pushed Heather’s knees apart and was mildly surprised to see a large, wet stain across Heather’s crotch. “She’s wet, too!” her realization echoed silently in her brain. She reached for the string ties on one side and undid them, and then she tugged at Heather’s bikini bottoms.

Heather held her loosely clenched fists under her chin while she wriggled her hips to let Jackie remove her bikini. She put her knees together as she lifted her bottom and as Jackie slid the bikini over her thighs, and then she relaxed on the bed.

After a few seconds of her lying there, and Jackie looking at her, unsure of what to do, Tony said, “Well, come on! Do something! Spread her legs, Amber!”

Jackie again complied. She placed her hands on the inside of either of Heather’s knees. Heather resisted slightly at first, then relaxed, and let Jackie expose her most private part to Tony’s camera.

Tony moved in and placed the camera within six inches of Heather’s vagina. “Ohh, YEAH! Look at that pussy!”

Jackie felt a slight tug of revulsion at Tony’s use of the word. She looked to Heather for reinforcement, but Heather was lying there with a hand over her eyes.

“Put your knees up, baby,” Tony instructed Heather.

Heather looked at Tony, uncertainty written on her face.

Tony sighed with a bit of irritation. “Come on, sweetie. Just grab your knees and pull your legs up.”

Heather did so.

“Oh, Jeezuss!” gasped Tony. “It’s almost perfect, like no one’s ever touched it before!”

Jackie had never seen another girl’s vagina before, except in the gym locker room, but never like this! It had no hair on it at all, except for a thin line from between where the lips came together and then up a couple inches. Did it grow like that? Jackie’s own was fuzzy. And brown; quite a few shades lighter than the hair on her head. When Heather pulled her knees up and apart, the glistening lips of her vagina separated, making a wet, kissing sound, and exposing the bright pink flesh within.

“Okay, Amber,” Tony said, hunkering down behind his camera again. “Go ahead.”

Jackie looked at Tony, utterly clueless. “Huh?”

“Go ahead.”

“And what?” Jackie asked.

Tony closed his eyes in exasperation. “Jeezus christ. Kiss it. Lick it.”

“WHAT?! Eew!” Jackie reared up.

“Amber,” Tony said with a sigh, pausing the camera again and dropping it to his lap. “I don’t know how long you’ve been in this business, but — at some point — you’re going to have to eat some pussy. If you think any differently, then you have no business in this business.”

“But I don’t...” Tony cut her off before she could finish telling him she didn’t want to be in “the business.”

“Look, sweetheart. There’s nothing to it. It don’t mean you’re a dyke, or nothing. It’s just the movies. You don’t have to like it as long as it pays the bills. Okay?”

“Um... I guess so...” Jackie was torn between her fear of what this guy wanted from her, and her desire to be a model, though she had never heard of modeling being like this!

“So just put your face down there and give Danielle a little kiss.”

Jackie lay back down and positioned herself between Heather’s knees. She lowered her head and puckered her lips, and she kissed the spot at the top of Heather’s vaginal lips where the thin line of hair ended.

Tony let out an exasperated sigh. “No! The puss- ... The pink part!”

Jackie lowered her face even further and once again kissed Heather’s vagina.

“NO!” shouted Tony. Lick it!”

Jackie stuck her tongue out and barely touched the tip to one outer lip of Heather’s vagina, and licked it.

Tony paused the camera and set it down. “Have you ever at least SEEN someone do this?”

Jackie and Heather both shook their heads.

“All right. Move over, Amber. Watch and learn.”

Heather shot Jackie a look that read panic.

Tony lay down on his belly between Heather’s legs. He placed his wrists over the backs of her still raised thighs, his hands on her lower belly, and he slid his thumbs gently over Heather’s lips. He massaged lightly there for a few seconds. Heather sucked air in sharply, her eyes bulging. Then he spread her lips with the thumb and forefinger of one hand.

Tony looked up at Jackie. “You know what this is, at least, right?” He pointed at a shiny pink nubbin protruding from between the lips of Heather’s vagina.

Jackie knew what it was, but she had never seen someone else’s, nor had she ever seen hers from anywhere other than above. She nodded.

“This is what you work on with your tongue and your lips.”

“Oh.” Jackie nodded.

“Like this.” Tony lowered his head and opened his mouth. His tongue lolled out and he placed it almost on Heather’s butt hole. He angled his head up and dragged his tongue slowly and deeply between the puffy lips of Heather’s vagina. Heather’s eyes bulged out again, and she let out a deep groan.

After a few more licks, Tony pulled his head back for a second, repositioned his fingers, and spread her lips wide. He slowly dragged the wide, flat part of his tongue directly over the top of that shiny button at the top of Heather’s vagina. Heather sucked in more air and her hips bucked upward into Tony’s face. She made a sound as though she wanted to cry.

Tony gently rubbed his tongue back and forth across Heather’s clitoris, and had Heather rocking her hips up and down. “And then you can play with her tits like this. It just adds to her pleasure.” He reached up with one hand and palmed one of Heather’s ample breasts, and flicked the nipple with his thumb.

Tony rose onto his elbows and looked at Jackie. “Okay, you got it?”

Jackie nodded, though she was still uncertain, and it showed.

“Okay, I got an idea,” Tony said. “Take off your panties and lie down next to Danielle.”

Jackie’s eyes bugged out in surprise. “But I...”

“Relax, sweetie,” assured Tony. “You have to know what it feels like in order to know what to do for her. So get ‘em off and lie down.”

Jackie looked down at Heather who was still flushed from what Tony had done to her moments earlier. Heather just looked back at her, her expression that of quiet encouragement.

Jackie rose to her knees and slipped her bikini bottoms over her rear end and down her thighs, and then she lay down completely naked beside her best friend.

Tony shuffled over to Jackie’s legs and gently pried her knees apart. She looked down at her own fuzzy, brown hair-covered vagina and beyond it to Tony’s eager face. He performed the same preliminaries as he had on Heather, gently rubbing Jackie’s wet lips, and then spreading them wide. Then he lowered his face to her privates and, though she never saw his tongue slide out, she felt it slide in between her vaginal lips and up. A violent tingle, almost like an electric shock, rocketed up through her entire body, and her back went rigid. Then Tony’s tongue flicked quickly and repeatedly over her engorged clit. Jackie’s back arched sharply, driving her head into the pillows. Tony’s hands gripped her butt cheeks as his mouth closed over his tongue and consumed her whole vagina.

Tony pulled his face away from Jackie’s vagina with a low pop. “DAMN you’ve got a sweet li’l pussy, girl!”

Jackie could only pant and roll her head around. Whatever it was that old guy had just done to her, she wanted more.

“So, you got it, now?” Tony said as he rose to his knees and wiped his mouth.

Jackie nodded.

“Good girl. Now let’s see what you’ve learned.”

Jackie rolled toward Heather, who simply spread her legs wide to give Jackie some room. Jackie lowered her face to her best friend’s vagina and stuck out her tongue. She did just as she had seen Tony do, and pressed her tongue deep into the soft pink flesh between the outer lips of Heather’s vagina. It tasted slightly pungent and salty, and nothing like she imagined how it would taste judging by the faint musky odor around it. When she slid her tongue upward, Heather’s body did another dance on the sheets.

“Ohh, WOW!” breathed Heather.

Jackie moved her attention to Heather’s budding clit, but found it difficult to keep her tongue on it while Heather’s hips writhed and bucked. She brought her arms up and gripped Heather’s butt cheeks just like Tony had done to her, and she found it much easier to keep to her task. Then Jackie improvised. She clamped her mouth down over the top of Heather’s vagina and sucked powerfully on the clit.

Heather gasped, and then screamed briefly, her hands flying down to the back of Jackie’s head, and her hips pulsing upward, grinding her sex into Jackie’s mouth. Jackie felt a sense of pride that this action had given Heather some pleasure!

Jackie combined all the actions Tony had shown her — the licking, the rubbing, the sucking — and worked her friend into a screaming, thrashing frenzy. “Man!” she thought, “what does that feel like?”

She didn’t know what else to do, so she just kept on licking and sucking at Heather’s vagina until, suddenly, Heather’s body went rigid, and her hands clamped down on the back of Jackie’s head. Heather’s hips started grinding hard, somewhat painfully against Jackie’s face, and she made deep, loud grunting noises like Jackie had never heard her make before: “OOMF! MMM! UNGHH! AACH!” Then Jackie’s mouth filled with a warm, thick liquid, as if Heather’s vagina had seeped all at once more of the wet sticky stuff that had stained her bikini earlier.

Heather’s body went slack, and her grip loosened and then fell away from Jackie’s head. “WOW!” she panted, a sheen of sweat glistening on her trim body. “That was... I don’t know WHAT that was!”

Tony chuckled on the sidelines. “That was awesome, is what that was!”

Jackie noticed that his cell phone was still turned sideways in his pocket.

“Okay, now, switch places,” said Tony. “Heather, let’s see what you’ve got.”

As though in a stupor, Heather rolled to one side and slowly sat up. Jackie noticed a rather dumb smile on her face, and her eyes blinked slowly.

Jackie lay down where Heather had been, and noticed the sheets were wet where Heather’s butt had been. Heather crawled up between Jackie’s legs.

“Okay, now, sweetie,” Tony cooed from behind his camera. “Just like I showed you.”

Jackie couldn’t help but watch as Heather lowered her face between Jackie’s wide-spread legs. It seemed to Jackie that Heather wasn’t doing it right, or at least not exactly the way Tony had shown them. Heather started by sucking right on Jackie’s clit. But mere seconds after doubting Heather’s attention to detail, Jackie’s body was wracked with lightning bolts. She felt her head rock back and crash into the pillow beneath her. She looked down at Heather again, who appeared to be taking a huge bite out of her; her mouth was open wide and clamped down on Jackie’s vagina. Hidden from view, but not from her awareness, was the magic that Heather’s tongue was working down there. It was as though a little man with soft feet were dancing on all the sensitive spots between her lips.

Jackie felt and heard strange sounds coming from her own mouth as wave after wave of thrills washed over her body, radiating from that small area concealed inside her best friend’s mouth.

Suddenly Jackie’s vision was awash in a white haze, and her hands involuntarily shot out to the back of Heather’s head. Strangely, some compartment in the background of Jackie’s consciousness registered with clarity that she was doing exactly what Heather had done to her. The thought went away quickly though as Jackie felt her abdominal muscles contract mightily, and her flat tummy curved inward, and her hips rose to grind her crotch on Heather’s mouth. Jackie heard whimpers escaping from her mouth, though she wasn’t conscious of making them.

In an instant a sort of panic consumed Jackie’s body, a momentary, incredible, frightful sensation that she was about to explode! A scream built deep within Jackie’s being that coincided with a new, different, fantastic wave of sensation that culminated in feeling like she was exploding, and it felt like the explosion was going to come out through her vagina, and that she would fly around the room like a rocket! Her scream burst forth and reverberated in the hotel room while an electric jolt seized her body, and the most incredible sense of pleasure and well-being, plus every happiness she had ever felt in her life emanated from between her legs and washed over her body.

Jackie felt her body go completely slack, and she felt that same dumb smile she had seen a few moments earlier on Heather’s face, spread across her own.

“Fucking fantastic!” Tony shouted. “Girls, you may have just saved my ass!”

Heather and Jackie just lay there in a bit of a daze. Jackie became vaguely aware that she, as well as her friend, were lying there completely naked in front of this man they had only met less than an hour earlier.

“But,” Tony said, heaving a sigh and checking his wristwatch, “’Hustler’ is expecting the full package from me, and Jeremy still hasn’t shown up.”

The girls simply stared at Tony, somewhat blankly.

“I don’t like doing it this way... I mean, in my opinion, it’s very unprofessional...it takes away from the quality of the shooting. But without Jeremy, it’s the only way to get it done.”

Heather was closer to cognizant thought. “Get what done?”

“They want a threesome.”

Jackie had heard the word from her father. He played golf a lot, and he occasionally mentioned a threesome. Tony’s boss wanted them to play golf?

Tony walked to a corner of the hotel room where there were some bags and cases. Out of one he pulled another camera, and then he took the tripod he had used earlier and moved it closer to the bed. He put the camera on the tripod and made a series of adjustments, then grabbed the original camera and sat on the bed.

“Okay, girls, let’s make the bacon.”

Heather and Jackie looked at each other, that familiar perplexed expression on their faces again.

“Come on,” he commanded gently. He pulled on Heather’s hand. She rose and crawled toward him and then off the bed under his guidance. With his hands on her hips, he guided Heather to her knees at his feet. “Amber. Let’s go.” He motioned Jackie to position herself next to Heather.

Jackie looked up at Tony, and then her eyes were diverted to the mobile phone stuck on its edge in his pocket. Only, now, she wasn’t so sure it was a mobile phone.

Tony reached over and adjusted the camera on the tripod, and then he placed his hand-held camera to his eye.

“Go on. Take it out.”

Both girls gave him a doe-eyed look.

Tony flicked the waistband of his shorts with his thumb. “Just pull my pants down.”

Slowly, tentatively, Heather reached up and hooked her fingers into the waistband. As she tugged on Tony’s shorts, Jackie realized that whatever was standing on its edge was not in Tony’s pocket. Heather encountered the obstacle and stretched the waistband over it, revealing Tony’s erect penis, and his hairless scrotum.

Jackie had seen photos of penises in books and in “National Geographic” magazines at the library, but she had never seen one this big, or standing straight up. She looked at Heather and noticed surprise on her face, too.

Tony wiggled his hips to assist Heather in removing his shorts. As she lowered the shorts to the floor, Tony looked at Jackie. “Grab it, Amber.”

Thoughtlessly, Jackie reached up with a hand and wrapped her fingers around the man’s penis.

“You can touch me, too,” Tony said to Heather.

Heather wrapped her hand around Jackie’s. Her eyes were wide with wonder.

Tony spread his legs wider and pressed a heel each to the girls’ rear ends, encouraging them to squeeze in closer to him and to each other.

“Jerk it. Move your hand up and down it.”

The girls complied. The skin stayed in place against Jackie’s palm, she noticed, but it slid smoothly over the hardness beneath the skin, stretching alternately at the top and the bottom. The motion also alternately raised and lowered the bag of skin that appeared to actually contain a couple of balls.

“Mmmmm, yeah. That’s good,” Tony moaned. He let the girls continue their activity for several minutes, directing them to switch off a couple times.

“Okay, Danielle,” he said. “Kiss my cock.” He reached his free hand down and touched the spot on the side facing her, just under the part that looked like a helmet. “Here.”

Heather’s eyes focused first on Tony’s head behind the camera, and then, her eyes crossing slightly to readjust focus, where his finger touched his cock. She leaned in and placed her lips there and kissed it with a loud, wet smack.

Jackie leaned in without instruction and did the same.

“Okay, girls,” Tony said, “now just like I showed you how to lick each other’s pussy.”

Heather leaned in again and kissed Tony’s cock, and then she ran her tongue out over her lips and pressed it against the spot he showed them, and ran it up. Tony responded with a gentle upward surge of his hips.

Jackie leaned in for her turn. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue. As her tongue touched the wet spot left by Heather’s tongue, Jackie closed her eyes and replayed the earlier moment when she licked her friend’s vagina. Following that example, she closed her lips on the surface of Tony’s cock and gently sucked the loose flesh into her mouth while running her tongue up and down over it.

“Ohhh! Yes!” Tony hissed, as his hips undulated against Jackie’s ministrations.

Jackie responded to Tony’s reaction by continuing her action for a little while. He rocked his hips rhythmically, sliding that small spot of his penis past her sucking lips and lively tongue.

“Oh, GOD! That’s nice!” Tony panted. He pushed on Jackie’s shoulder, and she read the cue to stop. “Suck on it, baby. Suck on my dick.”

Tony read the vacant expression on Jackie’s face instantly.

“Like a popsicle. Just slide your mouth down over it as far as it’ll go.”

Jackie looked at Heather, whose brows arched at her friend in excitement and fear of what following Tony’s request would be like.

Jackie shifted her weight forward and raised herself higher to position her mouth over the tip of Tony’s penis. She slowly opened her mouth and, with the corner of her eye, caught Heather as she absently opened her mouth to match Jackie’s motion.

Jackie’s focus shifted back to Tony’s penis, and she slowly lowered her open mouth over it. Without knowing if she was doing it right, she kept moving her mouth lower without making any contact with Tony’s organ until the tip of it touched the top of her throat. She started to gag, and the involuntary convulsion ordered her to pull her head away. It also forced her to close her mouth, and her lips, tongue, teeth and palate were all suddenly clamped down around Tony’s penis. Her reflex motion continued, and Tony slid out of her mouth with a slight pop.

“Oooh, yeah!” groaned Tony. “Keep sucking it like that!”

Jackie wasn’t about to make herself throw up doing this, so she returned her mouth to Tony’s penis and closed down on it. And she sucked.

“Mmmm... That’s it....” Tony cooed. “Now just slide it in and out.”

Jackie did so, and was surprised and pleased with the reactions from Tony. Just like she had seen Heather do, and that she herself had done when Heather licked her vagina, Tony rocked his head back and thrust his hips upward, aiding in Jackie’s up and down motions. With her lips clamped on Tony’s stiff penis, she felt her cheeks suck in when he slid outward, and inflate when he slid in.

Jackie felt a hand on her bare shoulder. She broke away from Tony’s penis and knelt upright. “Let me try,” said Heather, her eager eyes locked on the twitching, glistening stick protruding from Tony’s hips.

Heather repeated Jackie’s actions, and Jackie noticed that Heather’s eyes locked on to Tony’s eyes to see his reactions to whatever she was doing.

“Now, switch it up,” Tony said, panting. “Lick the head again a little, and then put it back in your mouth.”

Heather did as she was told. Her head pulled back to reveal Tony’s swollen organ coated and shiny with her saliva. Her tongue rolled out and licked at the base of the helmet.

“A little softer, baby. A little lighter.”

Heather’s tongue retracted a little, and she touched just the very tip to the bulbous head of Tony’s penis. He seemed to like that very much, by the way he threw his head back and hissed.

“Okay, now both of you work on it together.” Tony focused his attention again on working the camera.

Jackie leaned in and stuck out her tongue, and both girls bathed Tony’s organ in their saliva.

“Amber,” Tony said, his eyes locked on the image in his camera viewfinder, “lick my balls...suck on ‘em a little.”

Jackie slid her tongue down the shaft of Tony’s cock and down around his balls. The sack of skin hung loosely between his legs, but every once in a while his cock would pulse or flex, and the contents of the sack would move around. She could feel with her tongue when one of the heavy orbs rolled and swayed inside its enclosure. She pressed her lips to the skin, now wet with her saliva from her tonguing, and drew her tongue back, sucking some of the loose skin into her mouth.

“Ooh, yeah,” cooed Tony. “Open up and suck it in!”

Following his command, Jackie spread her jaws and sucked harder, and the ball inside Tony’s scrotum rose with the pulled skin, and entered her mouth.

“Yeah!” Tony groaned. “Bat your tongue against it inside your mouth. Do the same with my dick, Danielle!”

Jackie slapped her tongue against the orb of skin that filled her mouth. She heard a slight slurping noise above her as Heather sucked on the head of Tony’s cock.

Tony’s hips bucked violently. “AHH, god! That’s good!” he panted. A few seconds later he said, “Okay, ladies. Switch.”

Jackie released Tony’s sack from her mouth, and she heard a wet pop in her ear as Heather ceased her suction on Tony’s dick. Jackie pulled her head back, but when she saw Heather running her tongue down the length of Tony’s penis, she felt obliged to do the same on her way up. Both girls giggled as their tongues met and played with each other briefly as they passed.

Jackie ran her tongue over the sensitive spot Tony had told them to concentrate on, and she rubbed it back and forth a few times.

“Mmmm...” Tony closed his eyes briefly.

Jackie opened her mouth and sucked on the head of Tony’s cock, and she remembered to bat her tongue against it inside her mouth, just like he had told her to do with his scrotum.

“Oh, fuck!” Tony groaned.

Jackie slid her mouth over more of Tony’s cock, and then she suddenly felt a hand on the back of her head. She shifted her eyes and saw Tony’s free arm extended toward her. Her reaction was to resist, but his hand pushed firmly against her, and down she went. Tony’s cock bashed against Jackie’s throat, and again she felt like she was going to throw up. But then Tony’s fingers curled in her hair and he pulled her head back up. Just as she thought he was finished, his hand reversed and shoved her head down again, filling her face with himself. She was at his mercy as he pumped her head up and down, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. Despite his forcing her head up and down, skewering her face with his cock, Jackie felt a strange thrill at the moment, and her body responded between her legs. All the while she could see Heather down below, lolling her tongue all over Tony’s scrotum sack. Then Tony pulled Jackie’s head completely clear of his penis.

“Ohhh, jeezus! I gotta stop for a second! WHEW!” Tony sat up. Heather stopped licking his balls and reared back. “Here, sweetie,” Tony said as he grasped Heather by a wrist. He pulled her up to the bed and positioned her on her hands and knees. He maneuvered the tripod-mounted camera to a spot behind her, and then he returned to the bed. “Come up. Lift a leg, sweetie.” She did, and Tony slid in underneath her. He pushed her leg back down and pulled her back to her hands and knees above him.

Tony reached up and cupped his hands around Heather’s tits, massaging her nipples with his thumbs.

Heather’s eyes closed and her head reared back, and a soft moan growled from her throat. Tony looked at Jackie. “Amber, keep sucking!” He craned his neck upward and reached a hand to the back of Heather’s head, pulled her down, and covered her mouth with his.

Jackie saw Heather’s tongue snake out of her mouth to do wet battle with Tony’s. She bent down to answer Tony’s command. Heather’s rear end moved around with the writhing of her body as she responded to Tony’s manipulations. His cock was standing tall, twitching in response to the blood pulsing through it with each of his heartbeats. Heather’s vagina was three inches in front of it, dripping her juices onto Tony’s belly. Jackie wrapped her fingers around Tony’s pulsing penis and pulled it toward her, and she lowered her mouth onto it, wrapping her lips around the bulbous tip.

Tony groaned, his exhalation muffled by one of Heather’s boobs in his mouth. His hips slid upwards at the sensation, sliding another inch of himself into Jackie’s mouth. Heather’s butt pressed against the top of Jackie’s head.

After a few of Jackie’s oral strokes, Tony popped his mouth off of Heather’s tit and said, “Lick her pussy. Get it nice and juicy for me!”

With a wet, little slurping pop, Jackie pulled her mouth off of Tony’s cock and regarded her best friend’s vagina. For whatever reason Tony wanted her to get it juicy, she didn’t need to lick it. Her smooth lips were already glistening with her wetness, and more was dripping out of her every second. But, since it wasn’t such a bad experience for Jackie to do earlier, and since it made Heather feel good, she obliged, anyway.

Jackie rocked forward on her hands and knees and closed her mouth over the pink slit that peeked out from between the puffy lips of Heather’s vulva. She slid her tongue through the soft, smooth flesh nestled in Heather’s folds, and she sucked at the hole, which caused her mouth to fill with the surge of juice from Heather’s pussy. Heather grunted and shoved her body backward against the source that was now sending waves of pleasure through her body, and Jackie found herself with Heather’s butt hole pressed against her nose. She was taken aback by the sudden, slight poop smell filling her nostrils, but Heather’s groans, and her pussy grinding against her face sent a new gush of juices flowing out of her own pussy. Then Jackie felt a hard, hot sensation pressing against her chin. She pulled her head back and felt Tony’s penis slide stiffly against her chin, and then it thumped with a quiet slap against the soft flesh between Heather’s legs.

“Ooof!” grunted Heather as the impact of Tony’s cock against her clit send a shock wave through her. His stiff member remained pressed hard against Heather’s vulva, and Heather exclaimed, “Oh, it’s burning hot!” She started rocking her hips to slide it against her wet trench.

Jackie marveled at how hot it looked to see her friend rub her pussy against Tony’s cock. Her wet lips parted and spread against the front of Tony’s penis and actually looked sort of like a bun around a hot dog that was way too big to fit in it. Heather grunted and hissed as she rubbed her button up and down against the knob at the top. Her pussy drooled all over it, and the juices ran down to the base of Tony’s cock.

Then Jackie noticed that she could see Heather’s hole when she raised her clit to the top of her stroke, a dark slit nestled there between the pink folds, and she could almost feel what Heather was feeling as Tony’s hot, heavy tool thumped against the bumps and folds between her lips.

Jackie was then seized by a strange urge to see Tony’s dick go into that hole. She reached out with one hand and grasped the fleshy pole that jutted up from Tony’s crotch, and she pressed it firmly against Heather’s pussy.

Heather continued thrusting her hips up and down, but at the added pressure against her clit, she started grunting louder: “Oh! OH! OHH! OHHH!” Then Heather threw her head back and shrieked, and her whole body rocked back hard against Tony’s cock, rubbing with renewed frenzy as her body trembled violently.

Jackie took advantage of Heather’s new position and guided the tip of Tony’s cock into the hole. It looked too tiny to take the thick pole in, but she knew it would.

Another gurgle of fluid oozed out of Heather as she sat upright and rode her pleasure, and it drizzled over the purple head of Tony’s penis. The angle was right, and Jackie grasped Heather’s hip and pulled.

“OH! AH AAGGHH!” Heather choked as Tony’s cock slipped effortlessly into her tiny hole.

“AHHHhhhh, FUCCKK!” Tony spat at the unexpected consumption of his dick by the white-hot furnace of Heather’s pussy.

“UNNGGHH!” Heather closed her eyes, and her chin crashed to her chest, and her ass dropped on top of Jackie’s hand that had held Tony’s penis.

Heather gasped deeply and loudly as her firm butt cheeks stopped her motion against Tony’s hips. He was buried to the hilt in her hot, tiny pussy.

“Oh, baby! Come here!” Tony hissed, reaching up to the back of Heather’s head again. He pulled her face down to his and kissed her ravenously on the mouth. Jackie just watched in amazement as Heather leaned forward and revealed her pussy stretched tautly, wetly around Tony’s now seemingly massively thick cock. Tony’s other hand appeared and grasped one of Heather’s butt cheeks, and he pulled up on it. His cock slid slowly out of Heather’s pussy. Jackie could see the inner flesh of her friend’s vagina stretched tight, and now an angry red. Tony pulled Heather’s ass almost all of the way off of him before he pushed her back down again. Heather let out a sound that made Jackie think she was crying, but when she looked over at her lying atop Tony, her breasts flattened against his chest and ballooning out at her sides, Heather’s head was turned toward her, and her eyes were closed, and she had the most blissful smile plastered across her face.

Tony lifted Heather’s ass off of him again, and Jackie noticed little streaks of blood mixed in with the creamy juice from her pussy collected around the base of his penis. If Heather hadn’t been so enraptured, Jackie would have been worried for her. But there was no need.

Tony guided Heather’s hips downward again to little mewls of ecstasy burbling forth from Heather’s mouth. And he pulled her up again. Jackie stared in awe at how tightly Heather’s vagina clung to Tony’s cock, the pink inner flesh pulling outward as she rose as though a mouth savoring every last centimeter of a scrumptious treat; and then, as she lowered onto his length again, how everything caved inward as her body consumed him all the way to the bottom.

Tony pressed and pulled on Heather’s ass in an ever quickening pace, and, as Heather gathered her senses again, she took over from him. She bounced her body up and down on his stiff cock so quickly that it seemed to Jackie that she could barely see it, even though she could see that Heather was drawing nearly its full length out of herself before her body swallowed it up again.

Suddenly Heather sat bolt upright on Tony’s hips. Her hands flew to her hair and she grabbed tufts of it in her fingers. She seemed to press her pussy ever harder onto Tony’s cock as though to pull as much of him into her as she could. And then she let out a scream...not a girly kind of high-pitched scream, but a deep full-throated growl. And then another. Her body trembled for many seconds, her butt cheeks jiggling ever so slightly, her toes curling at Tony’s sides. She grunted again and seemed as though a thrumming electric current had hold of her body, she trembled and convulsed so.

And then it was over. Heather collapsed onto Tony’s chest, motionless.

“Oh, yeah, baby!” Tony cheered. “FUCKing inCREDible!” He pushed Heather back into a sitting position and then sat up. He kissed her full on the mouth, and that seemed to snap her back to reality a bit. “Come on, baby. We need to finish this thing.”

Tony gently nudged Heather to the side, and she complied. “Let’s have you girls do a little sixty-nine while I get myself settled down before the next round.”

Jackie looked at Heather warily, but Heather was of no use. “Sixty-what?”

“Sixty-n...” Tony rolled his eyes and chuckled softly. “Here. Just do as I say.”

He pulled on Heather’s limp arm and directed her. “Lie down, sweetie. On your back.”

“Amber,” he pointed at Heather. “Lie on top of Danielle, but opposite.”

“Huh?” Jackie was confused.

“Here. Put your head here, on this end.” He pointed at Heather’s hips.

“But I...”

“Just do what I tell you. You won’t be doing anything differently than you’ve done before.”

Jackie lay on top of Heather as she was instructed, but with her knees on one side of Heather’s head.

“No, sweetie. Spread ‘em so Danielle can eat you while you eat her.”

“Oh.” Jackie looked down at Heather’s wet, swollen, reddened pussy lips and hiked her leg over her friend’s head.

“There ya go!” Tony had the camera up to his eye again. “Now scoot your knees forward so Danielle can get at your snatch.”

Jackie did so, which lowered her hips and planted her sex right on Heather’s mouth.

“That’s it girls! Let’s do munch!” Tony cackled.

At first Jackie did nothing. The smell from Heather’s vagina was thick and heady. Not stronger than before or stinky, just different. Then she felt Heather’s hands grip her buttocks, and her lips envelop her outer lips. The body tingle that consumed her pulled her chin down to her chest, and her face fell right into Heather’s pussy. It was now familiar territory, so she opened her mouth and let her tongue explore once again part of her best friend she had never even thought about before! In seconds, Heather’s hips were thrusting up and down, riding Jackie’s tongue for every thrill it could give her.

In return, Jackie experienced wave after wave of trembling chills as Heather’s inquisitive tongue lapped at and probed her deepest crevices. “What a way to give what you get!” thought Jackie.

Jackie felt something touch her head, and she looked up. Tony knelt before her, his thick, hard penis inches from her face, his camera in place over his eye.

“Okay, sweetie, lube me up!”

Jackie didn’t quite understand what his words meant, but she had no doubt as to what he wanted her to do when he scooted forward on his knees and gently batted his cock against her cheek. She opened her mouth and he stuck himself inside it, sliding nearly half its length into her face before she felt herself beginning to gag.

“Ooh! That’s so nice! I love your mouth, sweetie!” Tony placed his hand on the back of her head and humped into her mouth a few more times, and all the while Heather still lapped and slurped on her pussy.

Tony abruptly pulled back, causing Jackie’s mouth to create a slight “pop” as the vacuum her mouth had created was suddenly filled with air.

“Back to the pussy, baby,” Tony said, bringing the camera in close to capture Jackie’s tongue delving the depths of Heather’s pussy.

Jackie lost herself momentarily in her task of manipulating the various folds and bumps of Heather’s vagina in the right ways to make her moan, and cause her body to wriggle around beneath her, as well as reveling in the same attention Heather was paying her, so she was surprised when she heard Tony’s voice behind her.

“Lube me up, baby!” There was that phrase again.

Jackie then felt Heather’s tongue leave her vagina, and she heard her suctioning mouth working on Tony’s penis.

“Oooh, look at that sweet pussy!” Tony growled.

Jackie felt a pressure at the small opening to her body that lay hidden between her legs.

“Hey, wait a minute!” she said, with Heather’s juices hanging from her chin. Jackie wasn’t sure she wanted to lose her virginity this way, with this man. Heather hadn’t seemed to care, But Jackie felt a little more particular. But then the pressure against her opening gave way to the sensation of Tony entering her, while Heather sucked hungrily on her throbbing clit. Now that he was inside her, Jackie didn’t seem to care so much. Of course, it didn’t matter much, now, anyway, did it? And, to her surprise, it wasn’t painful like other girls had told her it was, nor did it feel as big as it looked. She felt him slide into her and back out, and in again. Coupled with Heather’s uninterrupted tongue-play on her swollen clit, Tony’s motion felt awfully good. She felt another mild spasm deep within her core, and sensed another ooze of her juices into her vagina. Then Tony pulled out of her and she heard him make a strange comment.

“God DAMN, Danielle! I don’t want you to stop sucking, but I gotta move on.”

Huh?

Suddenly Tony was pushing into her again, only now the pressure to spread her vaginal lips was immense, and as he pushed forward, she felt like she was being divided in two up the middle, and she felt full in the throat.

“OHMYGOD!” Jackie heard herself scream. “What are you do—AAAGGH!”

Jackie felt — and would swear she heard — a sharp, painful snap, and a tearing sensation deep within her as the bus Tony was shoving into her vagina pressed deeper and deeper into her body. Despite her clenching muscles, despite her virgin vagina’s tight resistance to Tony’s onslaught, she could feel her own juices oiling the way for him, giving him free passage into her depths.

“No! No! No!” She heard herself grunting against the overwhelming feeling of her body being torn in two. And then she felt a warm, flat presence against her butt cheeks.

“Ohhhhh, god, baby... Your pussy is un-fucking-believable!” He leaned forward, pressing his chest to her back. “Here. Taste it for yourself.”

Suddenly a hand swam into her vision, with a wet, hairy finger extending toward her mouth. He pressed his finger to her lips.

“Suck it, baby. Taste your pussy on my finger.”

Jackie opened her mouth and suddenly felt like the whole of her insides were being vacuumed out of her. Tony drew his now suddenly huge penis from her, and seemingly sucking most of her out with it. She clamped down on his finger and tasted her musky, salty juices on him. And just as she thought he was going to empty her, he shoved back in slowly until she felt his pelvis press against her butt cheeks again.

With each slow pistoning motion of Tony’s penis through her vagina, Jackie’s pain eased up a little.

She wondered if Heather had felt the same way; she had seemed to take it all in easily.

Tony’s humping grew gradually faster, and soon, though she still hurt at moments, the quick, repeated presence and absence of Tony’s cock in her deepest, tightest being created a new tingling sensation, a different one than before, throughout her entire body. And soon the room was filled with the sound of Tony’s pelvis slapping against her butt cheeks.

The tingling in her body grew and grew, with spasms of pleasure flaring up and causing Jackie to groan and grunt. She was vaguely aware of Heather’s tongue still lapping at her screaming clit. She had all but forgotten about Heather’s pussy below her chin, and noticed in a glance that Heather busied her fingers with pleasuring herself in Jackie’s distraction.

Under Tony’s relentless pounding, Jackie could feel the tension rising within her as though she were climbing a hill of pleasure, and the higher she climbed toward the peak, the faster she went. She was faintly cognizant that she was now shoving herself back at Tony when he pushed forward, making the slapping sounds in the room even more prominent.

Jackie panted like an animal in heat. Then she realized she was an animal in heat! She was FUCKING! She was panting and grunting and rocking back and forth on the fucking cock of this guy named Tony whom she didn’t know from a hole in the wall, but who knew where all of her buttons were, as well as how to push them. She heard her grunts transform into screams as her body seemed to melt into a fluid puddle of joy. She shoved back into Tony one last time, and every muscle in her body locked her there as if to allow her diaphragm and throat muscles the energy and attention necessary for the long, loud scream that was emanating from her lungs, while she felt as though the whole of her body below her navel was pumping gallons of liquid into her pussy amid the fireworks exploding all around her.

But Tony just kept pounding, and after a few more strokes, Jackie’s body repeated its fit of ecstatic agony. She felt herself go slack, save for her legs, which kept their place while Tony drove his bore into her frothing pussy.

A minute later Tony grunted. “GAAHHH! Amber, turn around! Lie on top of Danielle for the cumshot!”

The what? She didn’t bother to actually ask. She turned around and saw Tony, camera in one hand and his wet, glistening cock in the other, and he was jerking his hand along its length like he had shown the two of them earlier. She positioned herself atop Heather, as she had been told, and Heather immediately cupped her hands to Jackie’s tits.

“Suck it!” Tony released his grip on his cock and thrust his hips toward Jackie’s face.

Jackie reached up with a hand and guided the thick poker into her mouth, and she sucked on it, running its length — or as much of it as she could get of it — in and out over her tightly clenched lips. Jackie felt a different sensation on one of her tits, so she looked down and saw Heather, eyes closed, sucking hungrily on her nipple. Jackie didn’t think it possible after everything to this point, but she bubbled forth anew, and her pussy coated itself with her juices.

Tony jerked his hips awkwardly a couple of times, and then he jerked them back, popping his cock out of Jackie’s mouth. “Jerk it!” he hissed. “Jerk it hard!”

Jackie took Tony’s swollen cock in her hand and jerked on it as she had before, but no sooner had she done so than Tony hissed again and threw his head back. She stopped jerking it.

“I’m sorry! Did I hurt y-“

“FUCK! DON’T STOP!”

Startled, Jackie resumed her jerking, but watched Tony’s face as it contorted in what looked like torturous pain.

“UNNNNnnnngggHHH!”

Suddenly Jackie’s chin and neck were pelted with a hot streak of something. She looked again at Tony’s cock, and her brain just barely processed that there was a curious white drop of some sort of fluid clinging just to the bottom of the hole in the tip when a streak of hot, white fluid squirted out right onto her face.

“Oh, GOD! Catch it! Catch it! SUCK ON IT!”

Another strong spurt of the gooey white stuff blasted her in the face as she hurriedly directed her mouth to it. She got her lips locked around the head of his cock just as another jet of the hot fluid exploded from the cock-hole and hot-basted Jackie’s throat.

“Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Keep going! Oh, yeah!” Tony panted at her from above.

It seemed to go on forever, the gushes of the thick, salty-sweet fluid pulsing into her mouth with ever-weakening spasms of Tony’s cock. He kept thrusting his cock into her face, and she had no other choice but to swallow whatever it was that shot out of it, or pass out from holding her breath.

Then Tony pulled himself free of her face. “Help her clean up, Danielle,” and he directed his still hard penis down into Heather’s mouth.

Jackie noticed, as Heather sucked hungrily on the swollen knob of Tony’s cock, that some of the white stuff that had shot out of it had landed on Heather’s face, too.

Tony brought the camera in to the girls’ faces and said, “Ladies, that was beyond the capacity of words to describe! You are both fuckin’ awesome!” He reared up again, pulling the camera up high over his head, but still pointed at them. He said, “Tell the camera who you two are...”

Heather looked at Jackie, and then, giggling slightly, said, “I’m Hea... Danielle.”

And Jackie said, “I’m Amber.”

“Now tell the boys ‘Good-bye.’”

In unison, and both in a bit of a stupor, Heather and Jackie said, “Good-bye!”

Tony held the camera on them for a few more seconds, and then he knee-walked backwards off of the bed and set the camera down on the desk. “Go ahead and get dressed, ladies. I gotta get this tape to the editor pronto!” He moved about the room shutting off the hot lights, his cock slowly losing its rigidity, slowly drooping and shrinking to the National Geographic penis Jackie was familiar with.

Jackie moved slowly, her head in a cloud. She looked at Heather who seemed in the same state, but with a happy, peaceful expression.

Tony stepped up to the girls holding out something in his hand. “Here you are ladies. Your fee, as I had discussed with Lamar.”

Jackie looked at Tony’s fingers, which clutched four crisp, new one-hundred-dollar bills. Dumbstruck, she just stared. Judging by the silence coming from beside her, Heather did the same.

“It’s right, isn’t it?” Tony seemed worried, then angry. “’Cause if Lamar told you it’s more, I’ll really kill him!”

Heather seemed to snap to. She reached out and grabbed the four bills. “No! It’s exactly what... the fee... is.”

“Okay. Good. All right, ladies, you have to move along, now. I have some editing to do!”

The girls were barely dressed and presentable again before they were shooed out into the hallway and the door shut behind them.

Jackie and Heather looked at each other, and the same wave of amazement washed over them at the same time. Heather snorted, “Amber!” and then burst into giggles,

Jackie, feeling a sort of giddy vibration still thrumming through her body, couldn’t help herself to resist joining in. “Danielle!”

The girls cackled and backslapped each other as they stumbled in secret laughter down the hallway, each now two hundred dollars richer.

* * * *

Dan listened at the door until the girls’ laughter had faded to silence down the hallway. Then he turned to face the room and, with a pump of his fists, hissed “YESSSS!” He did a little dance as he stepped toward the camera on the tripod.

He couldn’t believe how easy it all was, no matter how many times “Tony” pulled it off. “The model ploy works EVERY time!” he chuckled to himself as he pulled the camera off the tripod, even though he knew there had been some failures. “But GOD! VIRGINS! BOTH of them!”

He opened the camera tape carriage and pulled the tape out. It was already marked in black marker with, “Honolulu Hyatt tape 2,” which he threw into his camera bag, where it landed on top of a small pile of other tapes, each marked with “Ka’anapali Marriott,” “Kapalua Hilton,” and other such labels. Convention season was in high gear, and the resort destinations practically BEGGED the attendees to bring their families, and that always meant unattended teenagers on the big award dinner night!

Dan threw into the bag “Honolulu Hyatt tape 1,” which he had pulled out of the hand-held camera. He chuckled again. “Hustler Honeys of Hawaii!” The thought occurred to him that he could probably make some money with an idea like that, but then he’d have to deal with the egos of REAL models and actresses — not to mention bosses and not some star-struck teens who’ll do anything he asks, and do it for next to nothing! And what better way to spend a vacation each spring and fall than fucking some hot, eager teen hotties? At least, if he were legit, he wouldn’t have to duck out of the hotels like a thief on fire, though.

He picked up the room phone, punched a button on the dial-pad, cradled the handset on his shoulder and listened to the ring on the other end while he pulled his shorts back on. The ringing stopped.
“Hello, front desk? Yeah, hi. I have a family emergency back home, and I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut my stay short. ... Yeah. I know. I did just check in this afternoon, yes. Thank you. I’ll be right down.”

Dan let out another chuckle as he hung up the phone and double-checked his reservation for the Westin Kihei, about a 45 minute drive along the coast, if there’s no traffic.

Yes, this was turning out to be one INCREDIBLE vacation!

THE END