Nolan?' asked Frank. 'Who are these showmen you mention?' 'I'll tell you later,' he promised. 'Okay, Katie, let's try it one more time.' On his command Kate swirled around, dancing nimbly around the relatively small area of the field which was in the range of Mr.
Nolan's camera. Then she slowed down to stand just six feet away from us and teasingly, tantalisingly let slip her robe to stand stark naked in front of us. What a voluptuous beauty was Kate and how we drank in the delights of her nudity. Her face was finely formed with dark silky hair falling down in curved ringlets onto her shoulders. Her breasts were luxuriantly large, hard and firm, as white as snow and tipped with delicately small nipples, that were already raised like two pink bullets. What a perfect picture of female pulchitrude she made!
We stood gaping whilst Fred Nolan reloaded his camera and Katie let her hands fall to brush her nipples softly and then passed them upwards to turn through her hair. The movement made her breasts lift and the flushed circles of her aureoles which ran around each nipple heightened in colour, framing the juicy tithe at die centre as if they were bulls' eyes on target boards. Frank and I were not alone in wriggling uncomfortably as our erect cocks battered against the material of our trousers. Frederick Nolan, however, was already one step ahead and was busy tugging off his braces. 'Now look here, Rupert,' said the American moving picture pioneer hurriedly, as he sat down to remove his shoes and socks. He ripped open his shirt and continued: Here's the chance of a lifetime for you to make moving picture history! I've put a new magazine of film in the camera and I want you to come over here and keep the camera pointing at the action whilst you wind this handle at a steady pace. Like this, do you understand? Now, Frank, you hold the camera steady and point the apparatus forward if Rupert asks you to when he will have to point the lens to the ground. When we begin filming, look at your watch-you have a second hand on it don't you? Good, now three minutes after Rupert begins turning the handle you call “cur”. Rupert then knows we have come to the end of the picture, so I will reload the camera. Get it?
Good boys, I know you won't let me down.' We were still somewhat dazed by the rapid-fire instructions but we took up our positions as the movie-maker rapidly completed undressing and ran over naked to the trap, pulling out a yellow blanket which he brought back for Katie to stand on. His swollen penis stood up high against his stomach like a marble column and Katie gasped with satisfaction as she arched her hips forward to feel the proud throbbing against her flesh. She was almost the same height as Mr. Nolan but she bent her knees slightly so that she could experience the delicious feel of his hard prick more directly against her pussey. She tilted her head to receive his mouth upon her full red lips. He pulled away for a second to shout: 'Start, rolling, Rupert!' before he returned his attention to Katie and covered her mouth with a burning kiss. I cranked the camera as Fred caressed the silky smoothness of Katie's back, his hands stroking deeply into her shoulders and down along her spine. Katie began to lean away from him, drawing him down on to the blanket and Fred lowered his body on top of hers with one of his legs dangling between her thighs. Then he heaved himself up to sit across her thighs, his legs gripping her hips as he cupped her quivering breasts with his hands, letting his fingers trace patterns across them as he gently tweaked the ripe strawberry nipples that were now as erect as could be. Frank had moved the camera as directed and I concentrated on catching the expression on Katie's face as Fred moved the tip of his upwardly curved diamond hard cock towards her mouth. She opened her lips to receive the purple-domed crown and took hold of his pulsating penis in a firm yet tender embrace, looking admiringly at the delicately blue-veined rigid shaft before moving her mouth along it, lapping, licking, sucking, moving faster and faster as her hands now clasped his tightening hairy ballsack. 'Not so fast, young lady, not so fast,' growled Nolan who realised that he was in danger of releasing his sperm too quickly under this exquisite palpating of his prick. 'I don't want to spend before we have to change the film.' So he took out his gleaming staff from her mouth and laid it between the firm swell of her breasts. Katie lay back and I let the camera focus upon her soft white belly and upon the mossy tuft of curly black hair between her legs and the superbly chiselled crack with its pouting lips which she parted with her fingers to reveal the glistening red gash of her cunney. 'Lick my pussey out, Fred,' she asked the American. He smiled his assent as he athletically sprang up and took up a new position, kneeling in front of her parted thighs. 'Cut!' yelled Frank and, momentarily startled, the couple looked towards us.
'Oh well, we could have found ourselves just beginning the paradise stroke,' sighed Mr. Nolan, as he heaved himself up to effect the necessary mechanics. It took only a few moments and I waited until he was back between Katie's legs before shouting: 'Ready when you are!' and began to display what turned out to be his considerable pussey-eating talents for the camera. I have kept a copy of this film in a locked compartment in my secretaire ever since and I understand that Dr Radlett Home, the aptly named specialist in sexual dysfunction, also possesses a print of Mr. Nolan paying attention to Katie Harbottle's pussey which he screens to patients and students alike as a perfect example of how to perform cunnilingus. Mr.
Nolan started by letting his tongue travel down the length of her velvety body, stopping briefly to lick around her navel before sliding down to her thighs. He was still kneeling when he parted the crisp curls of her thatch to reveal her damp, inviting cunney lips which opened like a lust-hungry mouth, eager to welcome the tip of Fred's questing tongue. He worked his face down into the cleft between her thighs. Even through the viewfinder of my camera. I could not help but notice how appealing her pussey looked. Doubtless Fred Nolan was even further stimulated by the delicate aroma of cunney juice that had already drifted across towards Frank and myself. Now he was down on his belly, between Katie's legs with one hand under her gorgeous backside to provide additional elevation and the other reaching around her thigh so that he was able to spread her pussey lips with his thumb and middle finger. She began to purr with pleasure as he then placed his lips over her swollen ditty and sucked it into his mouth, where the tip of his tongue began to explore it from all directions. Katie became very excited and thrashed about as he increased the vibrations of his tongue, wrenching out little yelps of excitement from the trembling girl who was now near to coming off. She wrapped her strong thighs around him and buried his head in her bush as he slurped noisily, varying the sensations for his partner by taking time out to lick the insides of her labia, kissing and sucking until her pussey must have been a veritable sea of lubricity. 'Aaah, that is heavenly! More! More! Oh Fred, you've sent me off!' cried Katie as she twisted and turned whilst her paramour sucked up the flow of love juice as she shuddered into a body-wracking orgasm. Mr. Nolan scrambled up to lie on top of Katie and he slipped his hands around her back to clutch the plump cheeks of her warm bottom. He chuckled and said: 'I'm so pleased that I was able to bring you off with my tongue. Sucking off can be hard work for a man but it's so gratifying when the girl achieves a spend. But now, Katie, I am going to fuck you. Would you like to know just how?' 'Oh yes, please, do tell me.' 'Well, first I shall mount you and then I'll decide just how we will take our pleasure. But for now, I'm going to lie upon your belly and inset my long, thick cock into your wet little snatch. Then I'll feel the velvety clinging muscles of your cunney as I move my shaft in and out of your juicy cunt-and we'll see what happens from there.' He moved surprisingly quickly, smoothing his hands over her breasts again which sent her into fresh raptures of delight. Then he was on top of her, hungrily searching for her mouth as they exchanged a burning kiss, moving their thighs together until their pubic muffs were rubbing roughly against each other. Fred's stiff prick probed the entrance to Katie's exquisitely formed crack and he lifted himself up on his hands and knees so that I was able to obtain a marvellous close-up shot of his swollen knob forcing its way through her pussey lips into the squelchy wetness of her cunney. Like a steel bolt, his cock rode thickly through the moist channel, separating the folds of gluey skin and fucking higher and higher, only pausing when it was prevented from further progress by the jamming together of their loins. 'What a wonderfully juicy cunt,' panted Fred, as his body rose up and down, thrusting his sinewy shaft in and out of her yielding vagina. 'Katie, I do believe that you'd fuck day and night if you could.' 'Oh yes, yes, yes. Fuck me, Fred, fuck me-no more talking, just ram that big tadger faster, oooh, that's the way!' she gasped in reply. Her eyes were shining and moist and a beautiful colour bloomed in her cheeks-such a shame that this could not be captured on celluloid, I thought, cranking away until Frank suddenly shouted: 'Cut, we're running out of time.' Alas, this meant that Mr. Nolan had to scramble up, his erect cock glistening with cunney juice, and change the film once again before rushing back to place his prick back in its moist, warm haven of Katie's cunt.