'Ohhhhhhhhhhh!' she cried. 'Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'
The director motioned for them to 'cut.' The area buzzed with activity, repositioning equipment, testing lighting, reviewing script changes. Most were oblivious to the girl whose perceptions slowly returned to normal.
Pete sat the edge of the bed, studying Crystal's reclamation. Beyond doubt, she was gorgeous-a true babe. He dabbed her forehead with a towel. Her eyelids blinked several times before they steadied.
'You were terrific,' he remarked when he knew she could hear him. 'You gave me a hard-on.'
She glimpsed him for the proof. Mmmmmmm. Pete's crotch was deliciously swollen. His cock bulged widely under her lengthening stare. 'Is that for me?'
His grin remained fixed. 'Sure is.'
'Let's go take care of it,' she murmured, eager for his hungry slide into her pussy.
Pete glanced at the door as though expecting to see Amber emerge on the scene. The voluptuous actress cast her spell on him. Although he was enthusiastic about doing Crystal, Amber floated through his mind. He couldn't help but dwell over that beautiful face venting him a uncivil look, tacitly demanding he pound her into submission. Amber made no secret about her enjoyment of sex, and imparted that message through every gig.
Naturally, Amber wasn't nearly prepared to tape. Her late arrivals on the set were not only expected, but tolerated. Amber could afford to be nonchalant; she was principally the breadwinner for Wildwood, and crowed about it endlessly.
Pete wondered if he could manage her. A girl that raked in the dough required expert representation. Whoever was currently navigating her career couldn't do her nearly the justice that he could. Pete figured he could renegotiate the terms of her contract that would make her the highest paid entertainer in porn.
Of course, Amber wasn't stupid. He believed her economically shrewd. To entrust someone with her career and permit him to take control of her financial affairs would take more than genius. That person had to back his claim with the required attitude and bedroom athletics. Sex was an effective bargaining tool. Amber wouldn't respect anyone without balls; in that department, Pete had it made.
He never heard a single complaint from Crystal. She took all she could get.
Amber could be persuaded-and he was just the guy to do it.
CHAPTER TWO
The telephone rang several times in Amber's room before the recorder switched on. 'Sorry, I can't pick up the phone right now. I'm probably fucking somebody. At the sound of the tone, you know what to do.'
Although Amber Lake's standard message sounded a bit far-fetched, she was brutally accurate. Her legs reached high and around her stud of the moment, Buddy Bang-affectionately known as 'B.B.' by those familiar with the industry. Buddy happened to be one of Amber's favorite fuck partners. She'd made several movies with him and never failed to get stirred up over his lean, smooth body and boyish features attached to eleven inches of unrelenting pleasure. B.B.'s light brown hair was nearly as long as hers, except he chose to put his in a pony tail, as was the convention of most young male porn stars.
Amber was everything you would expect from an actress of adult films: wickedly impertinent, busty, eye- catching and loud. Brunette curls framed a stunning face with dark, flashing eyes. Her full, sensual lips were wildly expressive, mouthing lewd phrases while broaching an entirely tame subject. Amber was a highly skilled individual who not only brought men to their knees, but made them glad they were there. She didn't intimidate nearly as much as she caused people to think nasty. Her in-your-face, let-it-hang-out style was adopted by most performers in the business. She was shamelessly sexy.
On her back, she gazed up at her fancied co-star and let him fill her pussy with his enormous cock. Some women might have flinched when B.B. crammed that monster into them, but Amber did nothing of the sort. She welcomed its tight, cunt-squashing fit. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. She loved fucking B.B., whether it was on the set or in the privacy of her own home. They didn't always work on the same projects together, but when she could designate him as her leading man, she did so without hesitation.
At twenty-five, B.B. looked years younger. B.B. resembled a beach bum who flunked out of school, pilfered favors from anyone he could, and was corrupted by the likes of porn stars such as Amber Lake. His image amused Amber, as she had known B.B. to be one of the most intelligent and disciplined actors of her acquaintance. Not only had B.B. graduated from college, but when he wasn't working, he avidly read John Keats, Thomas Hardy and James Joyce, among others. He savored literary perfection and claimed those writers fueled his imagination by giving him focus.
At the moment, scholarly enrichment wasn't on B.B.'s mind as he slammed into Amber. He made her sweat profusely as he pumped her steadily with his big cock. B.B. had an energetic rhythm that automatically accelerated Amber's pulse. Keen to the voluptuous brunette's preference for a nice, stiff fuck, B.B. delivered. His sharp, penetrating thrusts caused her water bed to violently rock in conjunction with Amber's spirited cries.
'Oh, yeah, baby,' she murmured, listening to her squishy sounds when his dick slipped in and out of her wet pussy. 'Fuck me. Harder. Yes.' His balls loudly slapped her ass, their thud a stimulant.
B.B. knelt between Amber's spread legs, letting them lock about him. She writhed splendidly on her back, flicking her tongue and sending him scorched looks. She sucked his cock right into her snatch, molding her cuntal walls over his throbbing bulk. Amber gave his enlarged member a loving squeeze before permitting it to roll backward. Her pussy choked off every ticklish spot in his thing. B.B. threw his head back, then plunged with abandon into her drenched depths. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Being smothered by Amber's cunt was an absolute treat. She had a knack for attuning herself to her partner's vibrations, then shifting into fast gear. It took everything B.B. had just to catch up with her once she got going. Those fiery hips of hers were untamable; not even his furious slams into her pussy brought correction.
He managed to glance at where they were connected. Her juicy cunt lips puckered his thick stem. He saw his pulsing mass push until their pubes met, then experienced her awesome compression. His mouth dropped open. Sweat poured from his brow and trickled onto her bounding tits. Christ, she was hot. Amber was so fucking gorgeous, he couldn't take his eyes off her. He enjoyed being buried between those shapely legs, in her satin heat-whether or not he was paid for the effort. He stuck his whole cock into her again and again, regaled by her lyrical cries, to reap that benefit.
He jammed his cock into her, swift and unsparing. Amber's soft moan aroused him. Her pussy was a moving target he loved to shaft. Oh, yeah, he thought. It was so great to occupy.
Amber didn't like staying in the same position for more than a few minutes; furthermore, having B.B. pound her shoulder blades into the mattress precluded her from gaining control. She didn't mind being briefly dominated, but Amber was far too vivacious to accept an extensively passive role. Gripping B.B., Amber urged him to rotate their arrangement so that he was on the bottom. Her brunette curls bounced upon her arrival on his lap, which she regarded as a hot seat of excitement. His cock wasn't displaced an inch during the transition, completely submerged in her soaked cunt. B.B.'s pony tail lashed her face when flipping over; Amber, however, was too deeply aroused to let its sting register.
After submitting to B.B.'s powerful thrusts, Amber relished the opportunity to reciprocate. She engaged his swollen member with a snap of her hips, nearly causing him to bend in her pussy. She jerked back and forth, breathlessly riding him. Her big tits bobbed in his face, the distended nipples silently demanding his lick.
B.B. didn't have to be asked twice. He grabbed one with his lips, then vented a suck guaranteed to inflict dizziness. In addition, he throttled its stubby end with his tongue until she gasped for air.
'Jesus,' she murmured when bubbles formed around his mouth, then saliva seeped onto her scorched flesh. Reacting from that prickling rush, she pushed down with her cunt until his dick filled her to capacity.
B.B. wasn't about to let her solely be the aggressor. He speared through juicy flesh, driving into her narrow channel. Amber wailed as he opened her cunt with each stroke. His hard dick sliding up and down her tightly wrapped pussy afforded her a potent charge. He cupped her buttocks, his long fingers branching over her quivering flesh, and pumped her nonstop before she had a chance to respond.
When Amber finally reclaimed her composure, she gave B.B. a fucking he wouldn't soon forget. Pinning his broad shoulders with her hands, she galloped wildly, slapping his groin without care, riding him until his mind was
