That's when Nathan Warner felt the first sting of a strap on the bottom of his ass, just above his balls. It was followed by another and another on his ass and inner thighs.
"Sonofabitch of a bastard!" Paulette hissed with each whip of the strap on his exposed flesh.
The pain was real, but instead of quenching the lust in his cock, it sent him into a frantic, urgent need to empty his balls into Cassy's equally tormented cunt. It was weird Nathan thought as their bodies heaved and convulsed to the tempo of Paulette's slapping strap.
With each sting of the strap on his ass, his cock puffed up even bigger inside Cassy's milking, sucking cunt. The girl was gurgling sounds of ecstasy deep in her throat, as her orgasms rolled on and on like waves on the beach. His cock felt like it was going to burst like a pricked balloon, without freeing the backed-up flood of hot juices in his
tight aching, screaming balls. The agony of it all was becoming unbearable…when Paulette's hand suddenly seized a fistful of his ass flesh in an attempt to spread the cheeks so she could whip his nuts, and it triggered the explosion in his balls when her finger accidentally dug into his ass-hole.
"AAAHHHHHH!" he bellowed when the first was of cum cleared the eye of his cock.
"Nnnnnggghhhh! Ahhhhh…YEAH!" The remainder of his load fired easily, deliciously into the velvet softness of Cassy's mushy cunt.
Nathan slowly rolled off Cassy to see what Paulette was up to. And it was the damnedest thing he'd ever seen. She was slumped on the floor next to the bed, with her hand tucked inside her slacks-masturbating!
It was nearly dawn when Nathan's flight touched down in L.A. He felt refreshed form the short nap on the plane and rolled down the window in the taxi for the trip to Nancy's apartment.
The early morning air was invigorating like a cold shower as it blew in his face.
Without saying a word, he showered, dressed and walked out on Paulette and Cassy. Fuck that shit! He told himself. There was still over five hundred dollars in his wallet and another hundred in an envelope at the apartment, he figured. And he was caught up with his bill for the month. Why stick around to listen to the Empress bitch about
what happened? Besides, he told himself, if she still wanted to get in touch with him, she could simply call the Mon Cherie and get his answering service number from Buck Pappas.
It was just a matter of good business, he told himself. If he had stayed and begged for forgiveness, the cash flow would have been small. If she came to him, it would cost her plenty now, as well as her pride.
He wanted to slip into the apartment without waking Nancy, just to avoid all the questions he knew she'd fire at him. But he was no sooner in the apartment than Nancy appeared at the door to the bedroom naked from head to toe. As fucked out as he was from Cassy, the sight of her luscious, full body set off sparks in his balls.
"Nathan!" Nancy cried and in the next instant was all over him, smothering him with kisses and pressing her naked flesh against him.
"It's good to be home, baby," he said in all honesty. "You'll never know how much I missed you."
And she wouldn't, because he fed her a straight diet of lies in answer to all her questions. It was easier than he expected, since she wanted to believe everything he told her about his part in the picture.
"Baby, my ass and legs are all raw from riding that fuckin' horse during yesterday's shooting session."
"I can't wait to see the picture, sweetheart. How long do you think it will take before it's released?"
"Who knows?"But don't hold your breath. It's a television pilot and may never be sold."
"Were..there…did…you…damn!" she moaned, pressing her cunt mound against his groin. "Did you have a girl?
"Would I grab my pay and catch the first flight back to you if there was?"
"Ohhhh, Nathan," she purred.
Suddenly it was Nancy's turn to help him, the. way he had helped her when she first arrived in Hollywood. And she began by helping him undress. Then she kissed and licked the welts on his and inner thighs, to help ease the discomfort. Her tongue slithered up his thighs to the crack of his ass and painted its soothing saliva there, too. Up his ass-hole next, just to be sure she didn't miss any soreness and knowing how it drove him wild.
"Oh, Nathan!" she cried. "I can't wait any longer, I'm sorry… but I want you to fuck me.. I've got to have your cock in me before I can do anything else."
Without saying a word, he pulled her onto the bed beside him and got on top of her, maneuvering his cock into the mouth of her oozing cunt. Nancy felt the thitk, juicy meat glide deep into her drooling hole, filling very twitchinginch of ha. Then his open mouth covered hers and his tongue filled that cavity, while his hands squeezed her aching tits.
Nancy went wild with the tempo of his tongue in – cock-out, cock-in, tongue out rhythm.
with his hips pounding and slapping against her
moist creamy flesh… faster and faster. She was going senseless with the burning feel of his huge cock hammering into her cunt like this and loving how wildly happy it made her. It was impossible to concentrate, but deep down she knew she had to hold back the flood of juices.
Finally his cock stuck deep in the heart of her clinging cunt and he whispered, "I'm coming…
They remained motionless, breathless and silent then. She felt the stiffness seep out of his cock and slowly slip from the drenched confines of her cunt. And just as she was about to help him roll over next to her on the bed, Nathan began to move on his own. He moved down to kiss her tits; moved farther down her stomach to a squatting position between her legs; then moved his mouth to her cunt.
"Oh, sweetheart, I love you," she gasped. "But I have to tell you something. Weindorf, the producer honey… well, he gave me the part in his next movie. It's a good part… Are you listening, Nathan? I got the part! But.., but you missed the chance to meet him, sweetheart. He got someone else..
Nathan wanted to tell her he didn't give a shit.
He wanted to tell her he was happy just being with a real woman again. That he wanted her and needed her. But it was impossible at the moment. His tongue was up her cunt whispering sweet nothings to her brain.