This Week

I'm back from vacation. Mondays will be my writing days. My son's off school for summer and we'll be spending time together, but I should still be able to type for an hour or two. Maybe, I can pick up an extra hour or two from time to time.

My current goal is to finish Houseguest. It's getting there. I'm well into the epilogue, I just need the time for it. I had planned three Houseguest stand-alone chapters, but at this point, I want to move on. As soon as Houseguest is done, I'll spend some time on Coxville. I don't want to go all out and finish Curse 4, but I'll get some of the segments done leading up to the Halloween Party.

As for Kaos, there's been no movement for over two months and she hasn't tweeted since March. If she does update the site or I get an update from her, I'll let everyone know immediately. For now, I can't recommend joining as it's essentially a dead website.

This week and Houseguest update

I'm getting ready to leave on vacation and will be pretty quiet until late next week.

Still nothing from Kaos.

Here's a pic of Jane Stalwart by the new artist from a couple weeks ago.

Here's the progress for Houseguest

Chapter 12: Epilogue

Beth winced when she heard the tires squeal behind her, followed by a crash. She hoped she wasn’t the cause of the accident. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that it was a simple rear end collision and the two drivers were already out of their cars, arguing. There didn’t appear to be any injuries.

“Almost there, Atlas,” she said, pushing the carriage in front of her as she went for her daily jog. They reached the end of the block and Beth slowed, turning the carriage around. The baby was sleeping peacefully. She pushed him in front of her picking up speed until she reached her preferred pace. She didn’t glance at the accident, but both men quit arguing when she passed and she could feel their eyes on her body.

Beth was wearing yoga pants that tightly hugged her well-rounded ass. Her belly was exposed, tanned, flatter and trimmer then it had been before she got pregnant. Her sports bra tried and failed hold her EE cup breasts in place. They bounced each time one of her feet hit the ground. The argument picked back up soon after she passed.

A mile later, she was back at Mary’s, pushing the carriage into the garage. She lifted Atlas out, breathing steadily, but feeling enough energy she could have done another two-mile jog. She carried Atlas into her room, setting him down on the bed while she stood and pulled the sports bra off over her head before leaning forwards and pulling the tight yoga pants down. Almost right on que, Atlas started crying. His green eyes starting hungrily at her dangling breasts.

She lifted him to her bosom and sat naked while he suckled greedily on one of her large nipples. Beth sighed with relief, feeling the milk draining from her heavy breasts. The doctor told her she was hyper lactating which is to say that her breasts were over producing milk. She was producing a lot of milk, but she wasn’t convinced her body hadn’t just synched up with Atlas’ greedy desire to nurse all the time. He was already in the top 100% for size and weight of the average six-week-old.

Her free breast suddenly squirted out an inch-long gusher of milk. It happened almost every time and the reason she preferred breast feeding nude or at least topless when she got a chance.

The suckling began slowing down as Atlas’ nursing was putting him back to sleep. Her wet nipple popped out of his mouth as his head fell down. Beth lifted and carried him over to Teddy’s crib. She put him down and walked over to get a breast pump to remove the rest of the milk from her other breast.

She filled a bottle and checked the classifieds on her tablet. There was nothing available that could match the money she’d make stripping. She sighed at a society where women could make more nude dancing then teaching children, but truthfully, she missed the stage and the adoration of the crowd staring up at her nude body. It was also almost Christmas and the winter crowds were starting to flock to South Florida. It was time to go back to work and she decided to keep dancing until Atlas was old enough to wonder what mommy did for a living.

Beth stepped into the shower, washing her hair and the sweat off her body. She dried off and examined her body in the mirror. She was flawless. Her body had bounced back quickly and along with her diet and exercising, she was more toned now then she’d ever been. Daily Aloe Vera and Cocoa Butter applications around her stomach and thighs had virtually eliminated her stretch marks with her tan hiding the faint remains.

Beth gave a glimpse to the baby and satisfied he was still sleeping, she laid down on her bed, turning on her side to pull out the black dildo. Her body became aroused just looking at the realistic shaped plastic shaft. Her nipples were hard and already leaking more milk as she spread her legs and brought the head down to press against her pussy lips. Beth whimpered as the head penetrated her. She tensed up and relaxed as she worked the dildo a little deeper with her hand. She increased her pace, tensing up again when it hit her cervix, a broad smile crossing her face when she buried the foot-long shaft. Beth’s pussy squeezed down around the toy, cumming hard. Two tiny jets of milk shot up from her hard nipples as she came. A relief she hadn’t felt in months washed through her body as she slowly removed the dildo. She was fully healed and ready to have sex again. Beth put the dildo away and got up off the bed.

She heard Mary pulling up outside as she walked over to the closet and pulled out Charli Ray’s little redneck cowgirl outfit. Beth was wearing it as Mary came upstairs and entered the room. “Going back to work?” asked Mary.

“Tonight, if you can watch Atlas.”

“Happy to,” said Mary, walking over towards the crib.

“There’s plenty of milk in the fridge when he gets hungry.” Beth finished dressing, slipping her feet into the cowboy boots. “Also, tell Teddy I think I’m ready for him as soon as he’s free.”

“Christ girl, he’ll make himself free. He’s been dying to sink his cock in you for months.”

**********

The staff at Temptations was thrilled to see her walk in dressed for work. She’d stopped by before to show off Atlas. Coincidently, she’d chosen the same day Zoe had chosen to visit to show everyone her blue-eyed black baby. Zoe had also had a boy and her baby was every bit as large as Atlas. Zoe was having a harder time getting her body back in shape then Beth was. She still had a distended mommy belly hanging out under a small tee shirt. Her butterfly fairy tattoos were unidentifiable. Esteban grilled Beth and when she’d be coming back to work. He wanted to promote her as a star performer. He pulled out his cock and ordered her to suck it while the dancers passed Atlas around gushing over the beautiful baby greedily looking at all their large breasts.

Today, Esteban was out of town so Beth had a talk with one of the managers about making her schedule more permanent. Mary loved watching Atlas, but she wouldn’t be willing to give up spending her nights with one of her bulls. She’d need to find a babysitter at some point.

Beth was surprised at how excited she was getting just waiting to go back out on stage. Her nipples were already hard in anticipation. Arachne was her lead in as she was a crowd favorite. Apparently, Titus’ voluminous seed hadn’t gotten to one of Arachne’s eggs or the spider-woman stripper was on birth control. A young buxom Latina that went by the stage name Amora was excited to be following Beth. Amora wore a big blonde wig and a sequined short dress. She had developed her own following and basically was just doing a Charo impression that only the older men got. Arachne finished dancing and collected her money, giving Beth a wink as she returned back stage.

“Let’s hear it for Bethany Beach,” yelled the DJ as Kid Rock started playing.

There were whistles and hoots as the crowd went wild. Beth strolled out and began her routine. She began to make money even before she’d removed her clothes. She’d missed this more then she’d realized. Beth danced basking in the adoring gaze of all the men in the club. There were cheers when she freed her now slightly larger breasts, leaking milk making them glisten under the stage lights.

Her set finished and Beth bowed, trying to gather her bills off the stage even as men continued trying to give her money.

“Wow!” said Amora, staring jealously at Beth, though Beth couldn’t tell if it was at all the cash in her arms or her breasts.

Beth walked out to mingle while Amora was doing an erotic slow dance to Bolero. Men immediately called her over for lap dances. Beth wiggled her ass back into a young man’s crotch as his friends hotted and hollered. It was the young man’s 21^st birthday and he was like a kid in a candy store all wide eyed with disbelief to be in her first gentleman’s club. She moved on to her next customer as Martin’s Livin’ Lavida Loca switched over to Miami Sound Machine’s Bad Boy as Amora went fully nude.

Beth returned backstage after giving 15 lap dances and sitting at the bar with some men, getting them to buy her expensive drinks. Her least favorite part of her job.

Beth walked out on stage for her second set amazed at how crowded the club had gotten. She began to dance noticing many familiar faces. Men were staying to see her dance again. Normally, men either moved around sampling Miami’s numerous gentlemen’s clubs or left to try to get laid in many of the clubs in South Beach. Now new arrivals were pushing to get up close to the stage.

Her nipples were hard and glistening again under the gaze of over a hundred men. She turned her ass to the crowd, bending to lower her panty, spinning around fully nude. Nearly two hundred men stared at her nude body, waving bills, but all those men, all those eyes suddenly came down to just two brown ones. She stumbled in her routine momentarily, but caught herself, turning her gaze deep into the crowd as her body sensed the lone alpha male in the bar. Teddy grinned at her, just one face in the crowd, but as far as Beth was concerned the only real man there. She locked eyes with Theodore Freeman and the crowd gasped and cheered suddenly as both her breasts discharged a squirt of milk. Beth crawled across the stage as men showered money down on her, but she was only dancing for one man and he was so far back in the crowd he didn’t even have a good view.

After Titus, Teddy had one of the most perfect cocks she’d ever seen and tonight she was finally going to get that big black hunk of man meat in her pussy. Her pussy was gushing and her thighs were wet. The men by the stage could see how her body was reacting. They watched milk dripping from her pendulous breasts. Bigger bills were replacing singles as men rewarded this sex goddess with bigger offerings. The money wasn’t slowing.

The DJ sensed something was going on. He was staring too and the music had stopped for nearly a minute before he came to his senses. “I think Bethany might have one more song in her,” he announced. Ass-N-Titties by DJ Assault started playing. Beth thought it was crap, but it seemed appropriate and the crowd roared.

Afterwards, one of the bouncers had to help her gather up the money. Beth was in a hurry to get to Teddy, but the crowd would have none of it. Men pulled her into their laps waving twenties at her. More wanted private sessions, giving her even more money to squeeze her breasts, letting her shoot milk in the faces or mouths. Her nipples were acting like leaky faucets, drops of milk constantly forming and dripping off the tip of each nipple. Each time someone touched them or she brushed against someone in the crowd, they gave little squirts of milk. She hadn’t even made it halfway through the crowd when she found Teddy. He held up a twenty.

“Hey, I was next,” growled a man, waving his bill at her, but Beth ignored him. She straddled Teddy’s lap and buried her breasts in his face as he stuffed the twenty into her already overflowing garter.

“I need you bad,” she whispered in his ear.

“Ditto baby,” he grunted as she on the hard shaft in his lap, bouncing to simulate fucking. He looked up at her, trails of white liquid sliding down his cheeks into his enormous mustache. “How soon can you get off?”

“Not soon enough.” Beth bent her head, kissing Teddy. “I’ll meet you in the parking lot,” she said, rising off his lap.

Beth tried her best to get backstage, but so many men were demanding lap dances, she was worried she’d feel threatened if she turned them down. She danced to the point of exhaustion before finally making it backstage. Beth pulled maybe three hundred in twenties out of her garter staring at it, seeing a few fifties and even a hundred in her fist.

“There’s more in here,” said Lulu, opening a drawstring sack. Beth dropped her handful of bills into the bag. “This is literally a sack full of money,” said Lulu.

“Wow,” she Beth.

“I want to know how much, but I didn’t have time to count it. We’re all making a fortune out there and my sets about to start.”

“Thanks, Lulu.”

“No thank you. We’re all setting records tonight.”

Beth dressed in the cowgirl outfit and one of the bouncers escorted her out the back door. She was grateful, the crowd was really worked up and a lot of men were milling about out front. She felt safe with Brian. He was nearly as big as Titus and an off-duty cop. He’d made it obvious he was interested in her when she first started dancing, but he had none of the presence that real men possessed and she’d turned him down. “That black guy looks suspicious,” said Brian, nodding his head toward the parking lot. “He’s right by your car too.”

“He’s cool,” she reassured the bouncer, patting him on his bicep.

“Alright. Amazing job tonight Beth.”

“Thanks.” She left her bouncer and walked over to Teddy. “Jesus, take me home and fuck me.”

“Your wish is my command, dear lady,” said Teddy with a laugh. “My place is closer.”

“I’d rather be close to Atlas.”

“Mary’s happy to watch him all night and she knows I’m here. I’d rather do my place.”

“Fine then. I’ll follow you.”

**********

Teddy was a tenured professor and had some money. His home was fancy and on a canal with a nice sized fishing boat tied up on the dock out back. “I’m impressed,” she said. The entry foyer was decorated with African relics. There was a large wooden shield on one wall and a zebra skin spread out on another.

The house wasn’t full of just African cultural symbols either. There were objects from all over the world and a lot of them were sexual. One display held small Japanese figures in various sexual positions. Another the same only the figures were Indian and showed acts from the Kama Sutra. A vase from Ancient Greece was painted with people having sex. A stone from Ancient Egypt showed a topless woman on her knees before a Pharaoh type figure with an erect penis. None of the males were particularly hung. “A few are authentic, but most of replicas,” explained Teddy as she looked around curiously. They moved down a hall lined with lovely photographs of African animals on a Savannah with one showing a younger Teddy sitting in a jeep while a lion stared curiously at him. The door at the end of the hall was open and showed a large bed. This room was furnished normally and looked comfortable. “That’s the master bedroom,” he said, obviously.

Beth walked into it, pulling the now familiar knot on her plaid cowgirl shirt. It opened and fell off her back as she shrugged out of it. She was wearing a tight pushup bra. There were wet stains around her nipples. She unhooked it, sighing as her breasts sprang free.

“Not here,” gasped Teddy, staring at her breasts. He motioned towards a closed door in the hallway.

Beth followed him, a little hurt. Was she not good enough for the master bedroom? Did he only fuck his sluts in the spare room? Was Mary allowed in the master bedroom? Maybe, he just didn’t like sleeping in a wet spot all night. He opened the door and stepped back, motioning for her to enter.

Beth walked into the guest room, half expecting some weird sex dungeon. What she got was almost as strange. The room was decorated with more sex objects only here was where he kept the alpha male art.

The bed was large and the room was almost as big as the master bedroom. Spread along the wall, facing the bed were all sorts of phallic representations with the majority black African, tribal figures with enormous penises. Some large penises were on stands. One shelf held wooden penis, many partially rotten. They looked old and all of them were a foot or more in length. One was white, curved and appeared carved out of an elephant tusk, the point rounded into a mushroom shape. All the objects were pointed at the bed. “Many of these are authentic.” Teddy walked to a black figure in a barrel. “And a few are tourist novelties.” He lifted the barrel and a huge penis on a spring popped up.

The wall above the headboard was filled with shelves holding more figurines only these were gravid females. Squat shapes with big bellies and full breasts were everywhere. Teddy noticed her attention. “Some are replicas of Venus figurines found in Paleolithic sites around Europe.” There was an oval rock carved with swirling patterns representing three circles together. “That’s a replica of the giant rock in front of the Newgrange burial mound near Dublin. The symbols aren’t known, but I believe they represent breasts and a pregnant belly.”

He wrapped his arms around her from behind. His wrinkled black hands undid the buttons on her shorts and pulled the zipper down, before sliding up her waist to cup her breasts. Teddy kissed her neck as his fingers pinched her nipples, drops of milk leaking out as he kneaded them. Beth moaned. She turned into him, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately, his handlebar mustache tickling her cheeks. Teddy’s hands came down to her hips, struggling to pull the tight jean shorts off.

Beth helped him. She broke the embrace, swaying her hips and working the shorts down just as she did to strip them off on stage. She bent down, to pull them all the way off.

Beth fell to her knees, reaching in to undo Teddy’s pants. She aggressively yanked them down, watching his great black cock rising up to full erection. She helped it along by wrapping her lips around the head and bobbing her head as she sucked the tip. Beth loved his cum. It was even better than Titus’, but she pulled her head back until his cock left her mouth. She planted a kiss on the tip and looked up at him. “As much as I love sucking your cock, Teddy, I really need this big boy somewhere else.”

Teddy grinned, helping her to her feet. He spanked her ass, pushing her in the direction of the bed while he finished undressing. Beth sat down on the edge, scooting back on the bed. She stared at his bobbing cock while Teddy grabbed her leg and worked her boot off. He dropped the boot and she lifted her other leg so that he could strip her completely, leaving her fully nude. She’d removed her navel piercing as her belly button came out during her pregnancy and the hole had healed.

Teddy climbed on the bed, kneeling between her legs. He guided his huge black cock down towards her opening. “I’ve waited half a year for this.”

“Me too,” she whispered, staring at his cock with some trepidation. Teddy had the biggest she’d seen yet at fourteen and a half inches. “Go easy,” she whispered, her heart rate increasing and her body trembling.

Teddy grinned, pushing his huge cock head down between her pussy lips. “Don’t worry, it’s like riding a bike.” He pushed forwards until the head of his cock was inside her. More inches soon followed as he seesawed it in and out.

“Jesus, you’re big Teddy,” she moaned. Beth’s hips were already responding. At the halfway point, she had her first orgasm and another every inch after that. Her legs clenched around his hips, pulling him deep. “Fuck me,” she cried, writhing on the bed.

Teddy released her legs and moved above her. He looked into her eyes while pumping his cock in and out. He pushed forwards burying his giant shaft up to his balls. Beth trembled, cumming hard around his big black cock. The old feelings were back. Her vaginal muscles were clamped down hard around his shaft, her tremors pulling at it, trying to milk the seed from his shaft. Her body really was built for taking big cocks.

Teddy laid down on her, slamming his hips into her while she raised her hips into his thrusts. They kissed before the old man buried his head into the pillow beside her gasping for breath. Beth gently nipped his shoulder, gazing up. Her eyes took all the figures with the pregnant bellies above her. Her gaze turned down Teddy’s back at his flabby black ass rising and falling and at the myriad of cocks all pointing towards her spread legs.

“Aargh!” Grunted Teddy. “Here it cums. Take my seed.”

Beth’s eyes widened as she felt his cock twitch. This was a breeding room! Then her eyes were rolling up in her head as she first of his seed struck the back of her womb and she began having the really big orgasms that only came when the alpha was cumming inside her.

Ten minutes later, Teddy pulled his deflated cock out of her and rolled off, still gasping for breath. His grey-haired chest was slick with white milk from where her breasts had leaked on him. Beth slipped off the bed and headed to a bathroom in the hall to clean up. Her womb was so full of semen, she looked like she was in the early stages of pregnancy again. Her stomach slowly turned flat again as she sat on the toilet trying to drain all his semen out. There was a shower in the bathroom and she took a quick one before returning to the bedroom.

Beth headed towards her clothes on the floor, but stopped examining the array of phalluses closer. Her eyes were drawn towards the large ones aimed right at the center of the bed. They were clearly authentic, half rotted and some were broken. “Those are Fon Legbas,” said Teddy, rising off the bed. He stood beside her, one wrinkled black hand caressing the firm globes of her ass.

“What?”

“The Fon are a large ethnic and linguistic group in Benin and Nigeria. Legba is a trickster diety gifted in languages and a messenger of the gods. The Fon carve these images of his godly cock and stick them into their fields to ensure the fertility of the land. Those were a gift to me on one of my African expeditions in… 1978, I believe.”

“You are an interesting man Teddy.” The hand on her ass squeezed her cheek affectionately.

“Some voodoo practitioners in New Orleans believe Legba came into America on a slave ship and spread his seed around to so many female slaves that it explains why there are so many hung black men in this country.”

“Do you believe that?”

“Perhaps. Likely, it wasn’t a god, but one strong paragon that spread his seed around. Even more likely, the slave owners just used the alpha males to breed more slaves.”

“But if they’re so successful at breeding, why aren’t most men, alphas?”

Teddy shrugged, but looked thoughtful. “Good question and one I’ve given lots of thought to. I’ve no answer, but perhaps nature only allows so many paragons to exist in a given population. Something like the predator to prey ratio.” Teddy paused in thought. “African lions have a predator to prey ratio of 1%. Apply that to alpha males and there would be three million paragons roaming the county. Maybe seventy million in the world. I’d do a survey, but for the big problem.”

“What’s that?”

“Men lie about their penis size.”

Beth laughed.

“Speaking of penis size, mine appears to be getting bigger.” Teddy was looking down.

Beth followed his gaze. His penis was sticking out from his crotch. “Hmm, looks enticing, but I really need to get back to Atlas.” Her hand was already on the proud old cock stroking it to full erection. Her hand didn’t let go even as Teddy was backing up towards the bed.

“He’s fine with Mary,” said Teddy.

Withing minutes, Beth was cumming all over Teddy’s cock as she bounced in his lap. His lips were greedily sucking the milk out of her nipples, even as little jets of milk shot from the other nipple each time she came. “YES! Give it to me, Teddy. Give me your seed,” she moaned. He was enjoying suckling at her teat so much, he didn’t respond, but his hips started bucking faster. He finally released her nipple so that he could bellow like the old bull he was at the first discharge of his cock. Her nipples sprayed milk in his face as Beth came so hard she nearly passed out. As it turned out, she could barely move. She collapsed on her black lover, their lips nuzzling at each other for a good twenty minutes before Beth had the strength to climb of his cock.

Afterwards, Beth was still topless as she pulled her tight jeans up. She was thoroughly satisfied and smiling, she couldn’t stop smiling and it made her beauty all the more radiant. Teddy strolled up to her. He was still nude. “Oh no, not again. I really must go.”

Teddy laughed. He was smiling too. He placed his hand on her lower stomach, holding it there. “Good fruit comes from good seed,” he said. They both stared at his hand over her womb. “Tsonga proverb.”

Beth nodded. “I really must get home.”

“Give me a lift?”

“Of course, but I’m a little worn out.”

“I just want to sleep by Mary.” Teddy started to dress. “Assuming she doesn’t have a bull over that is since she’s watching the baby. I find I like her presence in bed beside me.”

“Maybe, she’ll say yes someday?”

“She will. I’ll meet you in the car.”

Teddy joined her in the car. He was carrying a bag with him. “What you got there?”

“A gift for you.” He reached into the bag and removed a huge black dildo around the size of his own cock.

“Ah, thank you,” she said, taking it. The wood was heavy and thick. “It’s wood?”

“I carved it myself. It’s modeled after my own cock.”

“You carved a dildo from your own cock?” It was extremely realistic looking. The veins and ridges all matched Teddy’s own shaft. It had also been oiled to the point the coloration matched Teddy’s skin tone.

“No, I carved a Fon Legba from my own cock.” He chuckled. “But you could use it as a dildo… alright, it’s a dildo. You got me. Don’t worry it’s smoothed out perfectly. No splinters.”

“Why would you…?”

“As you get older, you start thinking about death. I’m not afraid of death, but the thought of my cock not being able to pleasure women anymore bothers the hell out of me. My Fon Teddys are a way for my cock to live on long after I’m gone. Well, that and the fruit of my seed.” He leaned over and cupped her bare belly again. “Birth is the only remedy against death,” he quoted. “Nigerian proverb.”

Teddy’s proud look fell when she told him she was on birth control. “Damn,” he cursed.

“Sorry, I just didn’t want to go months without a cock like yours again.”

“Fine, but if you do want another child…” He sighed. “I’ll just have to settle for the student or two I seed every semester.”

Beth raised and eyebrow, but didn’t comment. Morally, she didn’t believe teachers should sleep with students. Ms. Dykstra had been known to have affairs with some of her girls and there were even rumors of lesbian orgies in her home. On a few occasions, Beth felt her professor was throwing some hints her way to having an encounter.

She gave Teddy a ride back to Mary’s and luckily, her former mother-in-law didn’t have a bull staying over. Mary happily passed Atlas over to Beth and led Teddy back to her bedroom. He obviously had been lying about just wanting to lay beside his lover, for loud moaning and grunting soon was coming from Mary’s room, that lasted an hour.

Beth nursed Atlas and put him down for the night as she slowly fell asleep.

**********

The money was too good for her to quit dancing. Beth changed her plans and quit looking for another job. She decided to keep at it until Atlas got old enough to wonder what his mommy did for a living.

She’d just gotten out of her seat at the bar after thanking the businessman for buying her a drink when Esteban called her into his office.

“I’m sending ju to L.A to make a porno, puta,” said Esteban, his eyes running up and down her body. He never failed to appreciate what he had in having Beth working for him. “It will increase jur profile.”

Beth grimaced. “Thanks, but I’m not interested. I’ll stick with dancing. I’m not a porn star.”

Esteban scrunched his face up doing his Scarface thing. He bobbed his head as he spoke. “There’s already movies of jurs up on your profile page, puta. I jus need something professional.”

“Those were taken without my knowledge, Esteban and like I said, I’m not interested.” Beth spun around on her heel, preparing to march out.

“Get just ass back here, puta,” he grunted. Esteban pushed his chair out form behind his desk. He lifted his rear off the seat, pulling his pants down. “Ju do what I say or jur ass will be back waitressing.” He tugged on his cock, making it hard. “So puta, jur gonna make movies for me and jur gonna fuck me and you fucking call me jefe.” He bent his cock down towards her, shaking it in her direction.

Beth’s cheeks were red with anger. She glanced down at his cock. It was a nice cock. He grinned smugly when she marched towards him. The grin fell when she leaned over and poked him in the chest.

“Listen you… hijo de puta, I’ve gotten job offers from every fucking strip club in Miami and even one in Vegas. So I can take my talent and probably some of your clientele elsewhere whenever I want. I’m not doing porn for you and you’re going to start showing me and the other girls some respect. Stop calling us, puta, comprende jefe?”

“Jes Ma’am,” said Esteban, looking at her with new admiration.

“Good.” Beth looked down at his cock before turning to leave. She gave it a second glance. It hadn’t wilted under her verbal assault. If anything, it looked even bigger then normal. Beth sighed and straddled Esteban’s lap. She slowly sank down onto his shaft. It was a nice cock after all.

Satisfied from three nice orgasms, Beth finished cleaning Esteban’s seed from between her legs. He was lazily smiling, leaning back in his chair. His spent cock dripping between his legs. “Ju sure ju won’t do porn fo me? Ju a natural, put.. Mrs. Beth.”

“No means no, Esteban.” Beth almost made it to the door.

“I jus thought you might like to work with jur friend Titus again,” he said. Beth froze in the doorway. “I can get one of the other girls, Arachne or Amora maybe?”

Beth turned around. “I’d be starring with Titus?”

“Jes, he’s agreed to make several movies for me. Ju two have a natural chemistry that comes out well on film.” He was grinning now, sure he had her and he was right.

“Alright, I’ll do it, but just this once.”

“Jur flying out Monday.” He reached into his desk and pulled out an envelope.

“I’m taking my baby and I’ll need one for my mother-in-law to watch him.”

“Who da fuck do jut ink…” Esteban was slowly rising out of his seat in anger. His hands were down on his desk. Beth stood nude, tapping one foot, eyebrow raised. “Fine,” he said, sitting back down. “I’ll see what I can do.”

**********

COCKY

Beth’s heart was beating rapidly when she walked on the set. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. The movie was a spoof of Rocky. The scenes were ridiculous. The script was thin, limited dialog with mostly fuck scenes. The amount she was getting paid barely made this worth it and Esteban told her she was making above industry average. She was going to get an “Introducing” credit in the film. She had four scenes and would take home $3000. All her reservations fled when she saw the giant black man turn around.

A grin spread across Titus face when he saw her. He barreled his way towards her and took her in his arms, hugging her so tightly he lifted her off her feet. Her nipples were hard when he set her down. “How are you? How’s the baby?”

“Good! Great! We’re both great.” She was nervous for some reason. Her hands shook as she fumbled for her phone. She held it up, showing him some pictures. “He’s here with me. Your mom too.”

“I have to see him,” said Titus, proudly browising through her phone’s gallery. “It’ll be good to see mom too. He’s a big guy.”

“Yes, he takes after his father. In more ways then one.” She raised her eyebrows and Titus smirked, still staring at the pictures.

The director called them over and the cast sat down for a review of the script. They’d rented an actual boxing gym and there was a bedroom set. The entire film would be shot in only two days. The director was full of himself, considering himself a visionary who was going to change the industry. He wanted the actors who were both physically perfect and who could actually act and he wanted a story behind all the sex scenes. The cast and crew respectfully applauded when he finished and Beth was up.

Beth was in the first scene. She was with her husband, an up and coming boxer set to fight the champ. He was white, with a powerful physique. Beth had already met the man and was impressed with his appearance. He wouldn’t be hard to be with. She closed her eyes and pictured David and one time they’d been very happy together as a married couple. When she opened her eyes, the actor was her husband and she was staring at him with genuine affection. He was shadow boxing in their bedroom when she came into the scene wearing sexy lingerie. They talked about the upcoming fight. She told him they should do something to relieve his stress. She stooped and pulled his shorts down. She knew she could handle acting when his less then impressive penis fell out. She looked up at him affectionately as she sucked his hard penis. He lifted her to her feet and they moved to the bed. Again, she faked enjoying fucking the seven-inch penis in a variety of positions until he pulled it out and shot his seed on her tongue and breasts.

This week

Not much news. I typed out a nice section of Houseguest today. I'll try to post a little something by next week before I go on vacation and will be incommunicado.

Still nothing from Kaos. I'm starting to get worried. The last I heard from her was May 7th.

Blacknwhite got back to me that they were considering doing Taxi Driver by the new artist from last week, but I haven't heard anything definitive.