Michelle knew by now that men got hard-ons when they were horny, but Jay Sommers' cock was still quite limp, just as she'd seen it before. Pale and soft, it rested on his thigh, the circumcised head a dull rose color. Jay was watching his beautiful red-haired lover take her clothes off, but his cock stayed flaccid.
Michelle turned her attention to Kristi Jones. The tall coltish redhead was in her early twenties, her coppery hair done in a huge Afro, her body
lithe and slim and almost boyishly slender except for her huge breasts. Michelle really envied her that unusual figure, the enormous boobs on the slender body. Kristi's firm pointed tits were the size of snail watermelons and similarly shaped.
Kristi had just skinned out of tight pants and was removing a little halter. She cast it away, and her big pale breasts swung free. It was amazing that such large heavy tits didn't sag. They pointed straight out, capped with large cane-shaped pink nipples. Jay's eyes glinted with excitement as he watched those huge breasts swing and wobble.
"Don't take all day," he said.
"Just one more thing to take off," Kristi grinned.
She tugged down her tiny bikini panties and then straightened up for Jay to admire. She was something to admire, all right, the tall slim redhead with the huge thrusting tits. Even her muff was adorable, just a little cloud of red fur. Kristi strolled over to the bed with grace of a trained dancer.
"Get me hard, doll," Jay said, a trace of huskiness in his voice now.
Kristi glanced down at his small soft cock and gave a somewhat impatient sigh. "I thought you were horny," she said. "How come you're not hard?"
"Never mind," Jay said. "Just do what I said. You know the deal, baby-no complaints, just do what I want. That is, if you wanta be in my next picture."
Well, Michelle thought dryly, how romantic.
But Kristi Jones just shrugged. Apparently she was used to selling her body in order to advance her career. She crawled onto the bed and knelt beside Jay. She bent over, her upturned nose practically rubbing his limp pale cock, and she lifted his flaccid meat up to her lips. Her little pink tongue flashed out and she began to lick the head of his cock rapidly, swishing her tongue around and around the dull red head.
Michelle b1ushed as she watched. It seemed to her as if Kristi was doing something very, very wicked. True, Michelle herself had played with her boyfriend's cock, pumping it with her fist and making him come, but she'd never dreamed of using her tongue. Jay Sommers seemed to like it, though. He leaned back against the pillows with a lazy little grin and gave a big sigh of pleasure.
"Yeah, that's nice, honey," he said, "real nice." Kristi went about her cock-licking in a brisk business-like manner, swirling and swishing her wet pink tongue around and around the sensitive head of his prick with almost machine-like regularity. Her pert round ass was thrust in Michelle's direction, and the spying maid could hardly avoid the unhindered view of Kristi's pussy.
It was pretty to look at, Michelle had to admit. Tender pink flesh gleamed with slight moisture and was fringed with fine copper curls. Michelle could see the small shadowed mouth of Kristi's cunt and the pea-size red lump of her clit. She recalled Kurt touching her there, massaging her little joy button, and her own pussy grew hot and moist.
Michelle suddenly wished she had a man of her own to make love to. She wanted to be held and stroked, wanted to touch and explore some hard
masculine body. She wished she and Kurt hadn't fought. It would be so great to see him tonight. Or would it? They'd probably just have the same old fight, Kurt trying to fuck her, Michelle tearfully refusing.
If only she could make up her mind about her virginity, about whether to ball or not.
Maybe watching another couple would help, but first Kristi had to get Jay hard. She was certainly doing her best, her pretty gleaming pink tongue lashing and licking the spit-soaked head of his cock, going around and around in a rapid circling motion. Jay was grinning, leaning back, eyes half shut-but his cock stayed soft and wrinkled.
"Nice," he sighed, "but let's have a change of pace, okay? Take it in your mouth."
Kristi sighed loudly but said nothing. Michelle blushed again. Take his cock in her mouth? Michelle had never heard of such a thing, and it somehow seemed wicked and depraved. But the pretty red-haired starlet didn't hesitate. She picked up Jay's soft pale prick and popped the head of it into her mouth. She started to suck on it, loud and wet and fast.
"Ahhhhhh, yet," Jay gasped, "yeah, blow me, baby."
Michelle, her face beet red and her eyes wide, wondered if she'd ever do a thing like that for Kurt. She didn't know how she'd ever get up the nerve to take a guy's meat in her mouth, yet on the other hand it excited her hotly to think about it. She wondered how cock tasted. Kristi was certainly finding out.
The redhead's head bounced briskly up and
down over Jay's lap as she skillfully worked his prick in and out of her juicy pink-glossed lips. Just as with her cock-licking she went about it in a brisk, expert, machine-like way, as if she'd done it a thousand times-and perhaps she had. Michelle envied the girl's confidence and experience.
"More," Jay panted, his eyes completely closed now, "take more of it in your mouth. Come on, baby, eat me!"
Kristi obediently sucked more of his milky white limp cock into her mouth, till she was nosing into his blond pubic thatch and his flaccid rosy balls were rubbing her chin. Somehow she'd managed to take Jay's entire cock into her mouth, and she showed no sighs of discomfort. She just went on with her loud wet sucking while Jay moaned and clawed the bedspread.
"Suck me, suck me," he chanted, "suck that meat, baby, get me hard."
Michelle was beginning to wonder about her favorite movie star. Even with her lack of experience, she thought it was strange that he didn't get an erection. My God, if that had been Kurt getting his cock sucked by a knockout redhead, he'd have gotten hard and shot his load minutes ago. It seemed to take an awful lot to arouse Jay Sommers. But perhaps he was just jaded from getting every woman he wanted.
After about a minute of loud juicy cock-sucking Kristi raised her flushed face, letting his limp prick slip from her mouth, and gave a loud sigh. She looked almost despairingly at Jay's soft wrinkled cock as it gleamed with her saliva but lay flaccid and useless on his belly.
"Jesus, my mouth's tired," she sighed. "Maybe we oughta skip this till after breakfast, huh, Jay? I mean, you really don't seem to be in the mood."
Jay scowled at her. "You're not supposed to ask questions or make suggestions" he snapped. "You just do what I say. Now I want you to Wow me, baby, and blow me as long as I want. Get it?"
"Yes, boss," Kristi said sarcastically, "but can I rest my mouth now and then?"
"Yeah," Jay said impatiently, "but you won't need to do it again. I'm almost there."
"Thank God for small favors," said the redhead, bending over his lap again.
Kristi picked up his limp wet cock and stuffed it into her mouth again. The loud lewd-sounding sucking began once more. Michelle wondered how long the poor girl would have to keep it up before Jay got a hard-on. Jay seemed to be wondering the same thing, because presently he gave an exasperated sigh.
"I shouldn't have popped those pills this morning," he said. "It sure dulls my reactions. Listen, keep on sucking me, just like that, but stick your finger up my asshole, too. That oughta do it."
Michelle thought she'd faint from shock. She had to clap a hand to her mouth to keep from gasping out loud. There he was the biggest star in Hollywood, who always played heroes, good guys-asking a girl to stick her finger in his ass. Michelle wondered if she'd heard right-till she saw Kristi quickly obey.
The bosomy redhead went on sucking Jay's cock swiftly and loudly, but at the same time she reached into his crotch, stuck out her little finger