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                                The Story of Kim

                                  Chapter Three

    Kim was enchanted by Los Angeles.   Her first days there were busy
finding a place to live, getting all the connections and hookups
necessary when you move into a new place, and "seeing the sights" with
John. She toured Beverly Hills, the Farmers Market, Disneyland, Knotts
Berry Farm, and all the usual tourist attractions. Finally, on a
Thursday, as they finished some shopping and touring, John told her that
he wanted her to meet the director of his next production, and gave her
the address of the production offices he wanted her to be at the next
day at 10:00 in the morning.

    "Should I wear anything special?"  Kim inquired.

    "A skirt and blouse is fine - stockings and a bra if you wish. Just
remember, no pantyhose - I think pantyhose are the worst thing ever
invented, and I never want to see you in them." John replied.

    "Ok, no problem. I'll see you tomorrow at 10:00."

    "No, I won't be there" , John said, "I have other details to see
about. You will meet with the director and some other production people.
They are expecting you, I've told them all about you, and I'm sure
you'll get along just fine. Just do whatever they ask of you, as long as
you don't object, and perhaps I'll see you later in the afternoon.

    Kim barely slept that night.  She tuned in Jay Leno on the Tonight
show, watching bored authors talk about boring books, then finally
turned the lights out sometime after midnight.  The next morning she
showered, douched (as a precaution, she told herself) , shaved her legs
smooth as she could, brushed her teeth and gargled, and attempted to
select some clothes that she thought would be appropriate.

    "Hmmm. Never been to a porn movie casting meeting. Wonder what's the
best stuff to wear" she thought to herself.  Selecting a short black
leather miniskirt, light silk panties, a body-hugging stretch top and
heels, she dressed and checked herself out in the mirror. "Not bad, not
bad at all" she ruminated as the spun in front of the mirror to check
out her appearance.

    Kim drove to the address John had given her. It was a building in
downtown Los Angeles, near Century City.  She parked her car in the lot,
and entered the lobby.  Finding the office directory, she checked for
the floor of "MAX-O PRODUCTIONS". The office was on the fifteenth floor.
She went to the elevator bank and punched the UP button.  When a car
arrived, she stepped into it, and hit 15.  The door opened up at the end
of a long, lushly carpeted hallway, leading to double glass doors with
the company name painted on them.  Through the doors, Kim could see an
attractive, dark haired young woman sitting at a desk. She walked up,
and pushed through the doors.

    "Hi, I'm Kim and I'm here - "

    "-to meet Andy and Roger, I know.  I'm Melissa, secretary, den
mother, nurse, gofer and sometimes Production Assistant. John told us
you'd be here. Why don'tcha have a seat while I buzz Andy, and we'll get
started."

    Kim sat down on one of the comfortable chairs placed around the rim
of the entrance area.  She picked up one of the magazines lying on an
end table. "Adult Film Quarterly - this might be interesting" she
thought. Paging through it, she noticed pictures and articles on many of
the stars and starlets she recognized - Amber Lynn, Erica Boyer, Peter
North, and many others. She was absorbed in reading about new
productions in the works when the area in front of her darkened and a
shadow fell over the magazine.

    "Well, hello. I'm Andy Clark, and I'm going to be producing this
epic. You must be Kim Armstrong".

    Kim looked up. Her eyes were at his belt buckle. She let them fall
downwards, noting the nice sized bulge at his crotch.  She then looked
up into his face. He was an attractive man of about 30, with light blond
hair and green eyes.  She stood to shake hands.

    "Yep, that's me. I'm kinda nervous about this, but I suppose I'll
calm down after a while. What's next?"

    "Let's go into my office and talk.  Would you like some coffee or
tea or a soft drink, or maybe something stronger?" Andy asked politely.

    "Yes, coffee might be nice. Cream and sugar, please."

    Andy nodded to Melissa, who said she'd bring it back to his office
in a few moments.  Kim followed him down one of the hallways leading off
the entry area, and into a spacious office with a large window.  The
office was tastefully decorated with quality furnishings and artwork,
and several large tropical plants were placed around the room. Kim was
dutifully impressed, and said so.

    "Yes, thanks, we do like it here. John has always tried to convey an
image of more professionalism and sophistication than is usual in this
business. I guess you were expecting some fat old slob with a cigar,
meeting you in a room behind a bar somewhere." replied Andy with a
smile. "Well, that's not our style.  We try to do things right, and we
take good care of our people.  We have a complete company paid medical
plan, we cover all expenses while on location, we offer profit sharing
to our employees after six months of employment, and numerous other
benefits. It's really quite unique in this business. We make a lot of
money, and we spend a lot of money. But John plans to be around for a
while, and we're not in it, like so many others, just for the quick
buck.  Now, have a seat, and I'll outline the plot, so to speak, of the
picture that's in the works."  He motioned to a large leather sofa
against one wall, beneath a Wyeth artwork. Kim sat down and crossed her
legs demurely. Andy sat on the edge of his desk, and began.

    "Ok, here's the scoop.  We make adult films, or porn, or fuck
flicks, or whatever you'd care to call them.  They are primarily
composed of a slim plot line, ten or twelve young actors and actresses,
and a great deal of fucking and sucking.  John told me about your
exhibition at the party, so I'm sure I'm not embarrassing you, but if
you don't follow anything I say, or if you have any problems or
questions, please stop me."

    "Now then. Oh, yes, fucking and sucking.  They've been making sex
films almost since the days of Tom Edison and his magic lantern. But as
you know, it's only in the last 15 or 20 years that they've really
reached mass audiences, thanks primarily to the pioneers like Gerry
Damiano, the Mitchell brothers up in San Francisco, and more recently,
the home video revolution. Now, every two-bit hustler and cheap pimp
thinks he can make a fast buck with sex films, and unfortunately, many
of them do.  But there are a few production companies that have been
around a while, and plan to stay around.  The Dark Brothers do some
interesting work, and Bruce Seven and his Vivid Video try pretty hard,
and there are some others as well. The only problem is, the vast
majority of the sex films are produced by fly-by-night guys with a video
camera who hire a couple of prostitutes and some horny college boys to
screw around in a hotel room for a couple of days.  They condone, if not
encourage, drug use and drinking during the filming, and god knows what
kind of physical health their people are in. They edit and re-edit video
into other films, pawning off old stuff with new titles, changing the
picture on the box, and so on.  And they really give the business a bad
name, if you know what I mean."

    He paused while Melissa brought in the coffee and some Danish. Kim
took them eagerly, remembering that she really didn't have any breakfast
this morning.

    "Well, MAX-O PRODUCTIONS is different.  All of our films are
original, we never re-issue old stock, all our employees are given
complete medical checkups every three months, and while we don't care
too much about what you do when you're on your own, if anyone comes to
the set stoned or drunk, or if coke and booze in any way affect your
performance, you're through. John, and I, for that matter, won't put up
with that kind of stuff. All we ask is that you come ready to work,
don't fuck around with the wrong kind of stuff, and we'll all have a lot
of fun and make some good money at the same time.  What more could you
ask?"

    "We will rarely ask you to have sex with someone you don't want to,
but I think you'll find that most of our people are pretty nice. The
rough bastards and that kind don't last too long with us, if at all. The
guys are all pretty nice, they make sure that you are comfortable with
them, and the girls are relatively sane too, although I must admit there
is a little bit of jealousy now and then, you know, if one of them
thinks that somebody else is getting all the good cock, or something.
If that happens, we try to talk it over with everyone involved, and if
necessary, make changes. But all in all, we get along pretty well.  Any
questions so far?"

    "No, not really.  It sounds pretty good, I just hope I'll fit in
with everybody.  I've never done this sort of thing before, you know,"
Kim replied.

    "Don't worry, at some point everybody sat where you are now, and I
gave the same speech to them. You should have seen Pete North when he
first came in here, he was nervous as a 10 year old giving a speech at
church.  And look at him now, he's one of the best known male stars, and
he gives a performance worth watching nearly every time out."

    "Anyway, as you know, there is a certain formula to most sex films.
There's a lot of fucking and sucking, some girl-girl action, and some
threesomes and foursomes, and occasionally moresomes.  Would any of that
bother you?"

    "Well, I've never done it with another woman, but I suppose I might
try..." Kim said, with some trepidation. "I know it's very popular in
the films, I just never had the opportunity to try it."

    "Well, you have my word that if you don't like it, we won't force
you into it." reassured Andy. "Now, about the cum shots - you won't mind
having cum shots on your body, face, or anywhere else, is that correct?

    "Yes..er, no, ah, I mean, no, I don't mind oral cum shots, or any
other kind of cum shots, for that matter.  I like cum. I think it's
sexy, and it never bothers me."  Kim searched Andy's face for some
reaction, but she could see none. She decided to see how far she could
take him. "As a matter of fact, the more cum, the better. I like it on
my pussy, or in the crack of my ass, or on my breasts.."  Still no
response. " or on my stomach, or down my arms, or on my hands.." .
Nothing.  "or on my face, yeah, I like cum on my face, all over my lips
and cheeks and chin.." A slight coloring appeared on Andy's neck. "..
and in my mouth, I love to have cum in my mouth a whole lot, I just love
it when a man shoots all over my face and in my mouth.." Now she could
see a bulge starting to take shape behind Andy's zipper. "Don't you
think that's sexy, a woman with loads of cum all over her face and in
her mouth?" Kim was teasing him now, she could see that her words were
having an effect on him.

    "Ah, yes, we find that very tantalizing, that's one of the reasons
that face shots are so popular, at least among some people." Andy
half-whispered. "How long have you been this way, I mean, how long have
you had men shoot on your.. That is, when was the first time...?"

    Kim chuckled at his now-obvious discomfort. Even here, in the
offices of an adult film company, with a director who had probably seen
more cum shots that any 100 other people, her brazen admittance of the
love of cum was having an effect on him.  Perhaps on the set he was more
used to it, but she could see that he was beginning to get aroused.  She
swiveled towards him, placing both feet on the floor and leaning towards
him. He was about 5 feet away on the corner of his desk.

    "Oh geez, I'd have to think about that.. let me see, I think the
first time I ever got cum on my face was back in high school.  I was out
on a date with some guy, I can't even remember his name now, all I can
see is that cock of his.  We were screwing around in his car out on some
Lover's Lane somewhere, and I was jerking him off.  I really didn't feel
like fucking him, but he was a nice enough guy, and hell, a hand job
didn't mean anything.  He was leaning back in the seat with his cock out
and his pants down around his knees, and I as leaning over him, kissing
him and jerking his meat with my right hand."  Andy stood up and
unzipped his pants.

    "Anyway, he put his right hand on the back of my head and started to
push it down towards his cock. Well, at this point, I'd never sucked a
guy off or anything, and I didn't know what to do. I resisted, but he
kept pushing. Finally, he stopped pushing, but he didn't let me move my
head. So there I was, my face down about six inches above his cock, my
hand jerking like mad, and him squirming and moving around on the seat.
Every now and then he'd arch up and try to get his cock closer to my
mouth, but now it was a game between him and me, me keeping my head away
from his cock, and him trying to get it closer. I think we both knew
what was going to happen, but neither of us said anything."  Andy pulled
his hardening cock from his pants and started pulling on it, just
standing next to his desk.

    "So there I was, jerking him off like mad. A little bit of pre-cum
popped out of his cock, and I rubbed it over the head with my thumb. He
had one hand down in my blouse, rubbing over my left breast and pressing
my nipple. I was getting really hot, I've always had sensitive breasts.
I knew that sooner or later he'd ejaculate.." She looked at Andy.  He
had moved a step closer to her, but still hadn't said a word. He was now
jerking himself off with obvious pleasure.  Kim dipped her head, and
looked down at her feet.

    "As I was jerking him off, I could hear him start to whisper, 'in
your mouth, on your face, in your mouth, on your face' over and over, I
could barely hear him. Maybe he didn't even realize he was saying it, I
don't know. I knew what was coming, but didn't want to move.  Something
in me wanted to see what would happen, somehow I wanted his cum on me."
Andy was now nearing orgasm, Kim could tell.  The broad head of his cock
was expanding and his hand was flying back and forth on the shaft.

    "Finally, he arched up out of the seat.  I looked right at his cock
and opened my eyes as wide as I could.  It seemed like slow motion. The
little slit opened up, and BOOM, a jet of his cum flew out and hit me
square in the face. Well, I didn't know what to do. But before I could
do anything, the cock was spraying cum all over. I kept on jerking it
out of force of habit, I guess, and he was shooting like a bull. I got
cum on my forehead, all over my cheeks, and one spurt even hit me in the
eyelash. I opened my mouth involuntarily, and another one went straight
into it. This time I swallowed it, the first time I'd ever had male cum
in my mouth. I almost felt it sliding right down my throat. Then another
shot hit me in the chin, and there was more of it in my hair and all
over my face. Let me tell you, I was drenched in it. I don't think he'd
had any sex for weeks, and was saving it all up for me or something."
Kim heard Andy grunting, but still didn't look up. He had moved closer
to her, though, and she knew what would happen when she did look up, and
she wanted to tease him some more.

    "Finally it stopped. The last dribbles leaked out of his cock and I
spread them around with my hand. I sat up, and looked at myself in the
mirror. I had cum ALL OVER my face. It was in my eyes, all over my
cheeks and forehead, and there were several spots of it in my hair. My
lips were coated with it, and like I said, I had a bunch in my mouth,
although most of it that went into my mouth I had swallowed. I stared at
my face in the mirror for a few minutes, and suddenly, without him even
touching my clit or my pussy, I had a tremendous orgasm. I shuddered all
over, and slumped back in the seat. The guy still hadn't said a word.  I
reached up and touched the cum on my face. It was still hot, but smooth
to my skin. I rubbed it into my face, loving the feel of it on my skin.
When I finished, I licked my fingers, able to taste the cum on them for
the first time. Then I looked at the guy, and told him to take me home..
and that was that. Pretty sexy, huh?"  Kim finished, and took a deep
breath, still staring down at her feet.

    "...Kim!!" Andy gasped.

    "What?"

    "Look up!"

    Kim raised her head.  His cock was inches from her face.  Suddenly
it blew. A ribbon of cum flew out and struck her on the chin.  Another
one shot out and landed on her forehead.  Now the cum was flying in
force. It shot out and landed on her cheeks and nose. Several gobs
landed on her lips, which were slightly opened. One glob landed on her
upper teeth. Andy was grunting with the passion and excitement of the
moment. A sticky stream of cum flew out and struck Kim on the corner of
her mouth, trailing down the side of her cheek towards her chin. The
last of it came out slowly, as Andy stopped pumping his cock at her
smiling face. It collected on his encircling hand. He brought his hand
up slowly, towards her face.  He held it out in front of her, waiting
for her to make the next move.

    Kim leaned forward and poked her tongue out. She lapped up the cum
on his thumb and forefinger, drawing it back into her mouth. She looked
up at him, and thickly said "I guess my story got you kind of excited,
eh?"

    "Oh God, I never felt anything like it at all. You were just so
damned sexy sitting there talking about it like it was something you do
every day. And now you're sitting there with cum all over your face, and
you didn't even flinch. Hell, even Amber Lynn flinches when the guy
comes on her. How do you do it?"

    "I don't know, I guess I'm just used to it now. I guess I've had
about..." Kim thought for a moment. "oh, about 70 loads of cum
splattered on my face in the last year or so. I love it."  While she was
talking, Andy was gazing rapturously at the cum-splattered face before
him.

    "Wait, hold on, don't move,"  he said. "I want to get this on tape."
He quickly unpacked a portable video camera from a box near his desk,
and move back in front of her.  He turned on some lights near the sofa
for better lighting, and started filming.

    "Ok, speak to me, Kim, tell us what just happened."

    "Hi. My name is Kim, Kim Armstrong. I was just telling Andy about
the first time I ever got cum on my face.  It turned him on so much, he
had to whack off himself, and he came all over me.  Do you like it?" she
whispered to the camera.  Andy could see that she would be a natural
when in front of the lens. Here she was calmly sitting in a strange
man's office, having just opened up about one of her first sexual
experiences, and having just had a man ejaculate several strands of cum
on her face, and she was acting as though she was discussing the latest
recipes with her girlfriends.

    "I enjoy having men cum for me, and especially love it when the do
it on my face or in my mouth. I swallow cum all the time."

    Andy called out to Melissa. "Melissa, come in here, please. I want
you to see this."

    Melissa walked in, took one look at the cum-covered young female
sitting calmly on the couch, and said, "Oh, wow. What a splat!  Andy, I
can see your handiwork here. Mind if I taste it?"

    She walked over to Kim, bent over and began licking the cum from the
woman's face. She and Kim kissed, swapping the cum and saliva back and
forth for several seconds.  They rubbed each others breasts. Andy filmed
it all. Finally, they broke apart, after each girl had shared the cum
and swallowed it completely. When they finished, Kim's face was
completely clean and fresh, sparkling a bit from the saliva and cum, but
otherwise untouched from when she walked into the office several minutes
earlier.

    "Well, now then, that was pretty exciting. I guess you could say
that you've passed your screen test with flying colors,"  Andy said,
sitting back down on the edge of his desk after fixing them both some
cold drinks.

    "Now, about the film we want to start you off in.  MAX-O productions
specializes in films that glorify the orgasm.  We don't make much of a
pretense of being the greatest thing since Citizen Kane, or any of that.
Our philosophy is that the Big O, as they call it, is a great feeling,
and anything that gets you to it is good, especially if the other people
involved feel the same way.  Our films frequently have a futuristic or
mythic setting, because then we can "create" our own behavior patterns.
We don't have to worry about forcing our actors to conform to previously
established ways of doing things.  As such, our movies tend to be
somewhat different than your run-of-the-mill porno flick."

    "For example, one of our movies took place in prehistoric times.
There was very little dialogue in it, and what there was was mostly
grunts and groans - we really didn't think that Neanderthal man spoke
California English.  But you can be damn sure that everybody who watched
it knew what was going on.  One scene was a gang fuck of the village
princess, who had over 40 actors fuck her during the scene.  We filmed
every minute of it, including all the cum shots. It took over three
hours, but it was worth it. Poor Lydia had more cum sprayed on her that
day than she's ever seen before or since.  I think she's still combing
it out of her hair.

    Anyway, as I said, we glorify the orgasm. We film cum shots with as
many as four cameras, then slo-mo, split screen, and splice the shots in
for maximum effect. Sometimes we take a close-up lens and just film the
hairs standing up on the girls arms & legs, or the flush she gets around
her breasts as she gets off.  You haven't seen anything until you've
seen John's film of a super-slo-motion cum shot, where he actually
tracked a gob of cum flying through the air and landing on Sherry
Farmer's left breast. Just before it landed, he switched to a
micro-close-up lens, where her breast took up almost the entire frame.
The cum drop splattered into her nipple, and you could actually see her
breast shake and shiver from it, and the little hairs on her areola
stand up and get cum on them. It was something else, let me tell you. We
use computers and sophisticated video editing machines to produce
effects other film makers just dream about."

    "Anyway, the film we plan for you takes place in the distant future,
in a society where sex for recreation has been forbidden.  However, your
character decides to rebel against the authorities, and you travel the
city seeking converts.  You have trouble convincing the men to look at
things your way, since the penalty for men caught in recreational sex is
castration, while the women are merely held in prison for six months and
given drugs to curb their sex drives. Soon you have a band of 20 or so
people following you, and you start your own community where sex is
legal. But, I don't want to spoil much of the fun. You'll hear more
about it tonight."

    Andy finished discussing the plans for the filming of the movie with
Kim, and invited her to his house that evening. "We're all meeting
tonight to go over the script and perhaps have a quick read-though. All
the other parts have been cast, so you'll get to meet your fellow actors
for the first time."  Kim promised to be there.

    "Oh, and Kim - wear something that comes off easily, or doesn't
stain, if you know what I mean - I have a feeling these guys will pop
their corks when they see you in action."

    When she left the building, Kim decided that it was such a beautiful
day out that she would walk around the area for a few hours before
heading home. She wandered down the wide, palm-lined streets, marveling
at the beautiful shops and modern steel and glass buildings.  As she
walked, thought, she found herself getting into a slightly seedier
neighborhood than where she began. Pawn shops, bars and adult book
stores seemed to have taken over from the Gucci's, Mercedes-Benz
dealerships and professional offices. She found herself standing in
front of an adult book store, advertising "Novelties, books, magazines,
peep shows, and live girls".

    "Hmmm. Sounds interesting. Let's see what it's like inside." she
thought to herself as she stepped in.

    Behind a high counter filled with condoms, love oils and
pornographic playing cards, a cadaverous looking man idly thumbed
through a Racing Form magazine.  It being the middle of the day, Kim was
surprised to see half a dozen men browsing around the racks of articles
in the store. Kim strolled past the tightly wrapped picture magazines.

    "Loads of CUM".. "Anal Antics".. "Blonds who crave big
cocks".."Black women and white cocks".."Betsy Loves Balling".. Kim was
amused at the wide variety of magazines available for every taste in
voyeurism.  She wandered over to the racks of pocket books.

    "The Horny Housewife".."The Sitter Sucks".."Mom loves Everybody"..
"Once a Slut, always a Slut".."Slave to Passion".."Kidnaped and Raped
Schoolgirl"..the titles were endless. Kim wandered back to the rear of
the store, curious to see what the video booths offered.

    Several men were wandering back and forth in the area, reading the
titles of the videos advertised.  Kim examined several of them in
detail. Everything from Nurses in Heat to European Imports, from Ladies
who Love Ladies to Locker-room Action seemed to be available.  Beginning
to feel a wetness between her legs, Kim ignored the surreptitious looks
from the male customers, and digging through her purse, found a
five-dollar bill which she changed into quarters in a machine.

    "Jesus, they must make a mint in one of these places", she thought,
as she listened to the clink of the quarters falling into the cup.
Scooping them up, she entered the nearest booth, and picking her way
through the wadded up paper towels on the floor, and eyeing the bench
warily for a moment, sat down and locked the door.  She slipped a
quarter into the machine, and watched as a title screen came up,
offering her the viewing pleasures of 15 different videos, with the
enticement to deposit as many as 99 quarters.

    She slipped a half dozen or so into the machine to build up some
time, and began idly flipping through the channels.  Each channel
brought her face to groin with fuck films in varying shades of color and
focus. Some were obviously well made, others rather grainy and foolish
looking. She watched one gay film for a moment, never having seen two
men sucking each other.

    "Why is it the guys in this film are so good-looking," she wondered
to herself idly. "You'd think they would have any woman who saw them
falling all over themselves to fuck them." She quickly tired of the
scenes of hard cocks sliding into hairy asses, though, and began zipping
through the other channels.  She heard the door next to her open, then
the sound of a body entering the next booth and closing the door.  She
was startled by a sudden beam of light shining into her booth.

    "What the heck?..." Kim found herself looking at a hole someone had
carved in the partition between the two booths. "Now what can that be
for..?"  she thought.  Suddenly, the beam was cut off, as though there
was something blocking it in the next booth.  There was.

    A pinkish cock head poked slowly, tentatively through the hole.
Suddenly Kim knew what the holes were for.  "Horny guys stick their
cocks through the holes between partitions for hand- or blowjobs!" Kim
figured that could be a risky act, as who knows what kind of a kook
might be sitting across from you in a porno video shop. But Kim felt in
a mischievous frame of mind. She leaned over and tapped the cock with
her forefinger.

    "Is this supposed to impress me?" she whispered, loudly enough for
the man next door to hear, but not loudly enough for the entire world.

    "You wanna suck it?" came the semi-plaintive words from the other
side of the plywood panel.

    "Suck it? Why the hell would I want to do that? Next thing you know,
it'd probably cum all over me! Do you want that to happen?"

    "Will you let me cum in your mouth?"

    "Weeellll," Kim toyed , slowly rubbing the body-less cock around in
her fist. "Maybe, just maybe."  She leaned over and placed her lips
around just the head of the cock. She tongued the tip of it. It grew
appreciatively in her mouth. Kim leaned over and, taking the shaft
between her fingers, began jerking it into her mouth.  She heard the
groans of delight from next door. On the screen, unseen, two blondes
were humping a big black man, one sitting on his cock, one taking a
mustache ride.

    "Are you going to take all day, or what?" Kim whispered, as though
she was annoyed. "Let's get the show on the road, eh buddy!"  She
resumed her light tonguing and fisting of the shaft, keeping just the
tip and first inch or so in her warm, wet mouth.  Then she felt the
shaft expand ever so slightly, and the vein beneath one fingertip pulsed
with liquid. Cum shot through the shaft and out into her mouth.  Six
pulses later, Kim was the recipient of a small mouthful of cum, courtesy
of a total stranger in an adult-video peep show booth.  She fingered her
clitoris through her panties, loving the small waves of thrills it send
shivering up her body.

    "Do you want more?" came the whispered voice from the dark booth
    next door.

    "...Yes" was her slightly hesitant reply. Kim wasn't exactly sure
that she wanted to cause a riot in a porno book store in a rather seedy
part of Hollywood, but then she thought "What the hell - it might make
for good publicity."

    She didn't have to wait long.  She heard the door open in the
adjoining booth, and in a few minutes, a buzz of voices could be heard
outside the booths.  Kim felt relatively anonymous, figuring that no one
could possibly know her or ever see her again.  In a way, she found it
strangely erotic - blowing complete strangers in a peep show booth, men
she would probably never see again, men who were all ages and sizes. Yet
she thought that it wasn't completely impossible that she wouldn't come
face to face with one of these men in a completely different setting at
some future time. Sharing an elevator, meeting in the grocery store, who
knows?

    A long, thin black cock snaked its' way into the booth from next
door. Kim bent to the task at hand. She pursed her lips around the
throbbing head and licked the small hole with her tongue.  She put her
lips around just the head, tightening her grip just below the knob, and
pulsed her cheeks in with all her might, willing the cock to plop fully
into her mouth. She felt the knob flare behind her lips.  She grasped
the cock shaft with her right hand and fed several inches into her
mouth. Swabbing it with her cum-flavored saliva , she licked all up and
down the entire length of the shaft, until her face was stopped by the
knotty plywood of the booth partition.  Then she moved back up the shaft
and around the head again, this time ovalling her mouth and impaling her
face on the ebony cock.  She jerked the shaft up and down, keeping the
knob and about three or four inches of cock buried in her face. Her
tongue swept over and around the head of the cock, smearing it lightly
with spit.  Her efforts were rewarded with the sudden swelling of the
shaft in her mouth, and the final thrust of the cock through the hole.
The head sped over Kim's tongue, lodging just above the opening to her
throat.  The slit opened up and an enormously strong jet of cum shot
out, completely coating her upper throat with white juice and sliding
down into her stomach to join the earlier cumload.

    Again the cock loosed a white streak into Kim's mouth, but this time
her head was moving backwards along the shaft, and she caught most of
this jet in her mouth.  She closed off her throat with her tongue and
allowed the cock to complete it's ejaculatory emissions into her mouth.
After several strong squirts of cum and an equal number of agonized
groans from the booth next door, the black balls that stayed on the
other side of the partition were temporarily emptied of their cargo, it
having been successfully transferred to the waiting mouth of the
beautiful blond on her knees in the adjoining booth. Kim swirled it
around in her mouth a few seconds, savoring the hot, salty mixture,
loving the feel of the creamy consistency as it slid over her tongue and
lips.  Then she swallowed it.  It was her third load of the morning.

    During the next 45 minutes, Kim swallowed 28 loads of cum.  After
the seventh or eighth load had been emptied into her completely willing
mouth and swallowed into her cum-coated stomach, she lost count of the
men.  All she was concentrating on, her entire universe, was the
cockshaft poking through the hole and pointing ominously at her face.
One shaft blew its cargo the second it pointed through the hole,
spraying her face from forehead to chin with air-cooled cum.
"Gug..lub...Gawdd" Kim sputtered, her mouth too full of cum to get the
words out with any clarity.  It webbed from her teeth and coated her
tongue.  The face spraying, though, was welcomed, as it allowed her to
spread the cum around on her sweaty skin, cooling off temporarily.

    Finally, Kim could accept no more of the offerings. Her stomach
sloshed. Her lips were white-rimmed. Her face bore the slimy strings of
more than one cum jetting. She slowly stood up, smoothed her dress down,
and opened the door.  She was greeted by the cheers of 30 very satisfied
men. One fellow pressed a roll of money into her hand, saying

    "I was the first one, honey, and decided we should kick in a little
token of our appreciation of your performance.  Hope you don't mind..."

    Kim looked at the wad of paper.  She looked at the man next to her.

    "Thanks, I think. I mean, it was my pleasure. I'm not sure about
this money,though, I'm not a hook-"

    "We know you're not. But take it anyway. Please."

    Kim walked out the door of the bookstore into the brilliant southern
California sunlight, $339 clutched in her hands. Cum was still drying on
her face. She rimmed her teeth with her tongue, collecting stray wisps
of cum from the cock meal. She drove home in silence, but once there
removed her clothes and masturbated to several blinding climaxes
thinking of the acts she had just performed.