1/10/2008

Porn Star

It was not a classy place, Tom admitted that, and the owner was a dingy looking fellow, unshaven, strange tattoos and a pony tale out of a porn movie.

However, that was probably not so strange, given that this was indeed an adult store. Tom was looking for his monthly dose of big breasted women.

“Welcome back, my friend,” the proprietor said. “You are truly connoisseur of the female curves.” Tom was taken a little aback at that. These were not the kind of phrases he expected an adult storeowner to make use of. “I am grateful for your business,” the man said.

“I wonder if I could do you a little favor. ”Would you like me to set up a meeting with the lady on the cover of the DVD you are holding?”

Tom hesitated. Was this man a pimp as well? And how on earth did he know Dee Dee Desire, his favorite sex bomb? “Come with me, Tom, you will enjoy this immensely.”

“How do you know my name?” Tom asked him. “Oh, I know much about you, ” the man said. “I am a magician. Tom, and this is a sub franchise of a chain of stores you might have heard of: Spells R Us.”

No, the name didn’t ring a bell, but when one of the man’s tattoos -- a drawing of a blonde buxom woman -- lifted up her breasts and winked to him, he started to wonder. I have clearly seen too many big tits movies, he said to himself.

The back room of the store opened up into a big hall. There were spotlights in the ceiling, and what looked like a movie set with an empty baroque chaise lounge. A cameraman was testing his camera, while a young busty Asian woman, scantily clothed, sat by a table in the corner, putting on make-up.

“Did you find Dee Dee?” she asked the storeowner, who apparently also was the producer of this movie company. “Yep, she is here,” he answered.

“Well, I hope this one sticks around a little longer,” the girl said, clearly annoyed at something.

Tom looked around, eager to tell Dee Dee how much he admired her acting, but he couldn’t see her. “Why don’t you sit down on that sofa and wait for her?” “Sure,” Tom said. As soon as he was seated he started to feel very sleepy. Maybe he could ask them for a cup of coffee.

He wouldn’t miss meeting the Double D Queen for anything in the world, but he just couldn’t keep his eyes open. It was strange. He was not asleep, but not fully awake either. He felt naked. Was that a bustier he was wearing? Panties? Where did they come from?

He felt warm and comfortable. Hmmm, and soft and snug and beautiful. He could feel his buttocks swell and widen. Should thy do that? It felt all right. But he didn’t have a sexy ass like that, did he? Hmmmm, it felt good, though.

Deep inside him a male voice tried to wake him up. Hmmmm, it’s all good he told the voice. It was, wasn’t it? His chest started to get a little heavy and he moved over in a more comfortable position. He touched his nipples and felt two soft mounds grow in his hands. “Wake up, damn it!” the voice inside cried out.

“Your dick is shrinking!” Aaaaah, yes, and feel those soft lips. Hmm, she was getting moist. Hmm, yes, a clit is so -- ough! -- much -- huh! -- better. The orgasm made her cry out. She was now wide-awake, and she sat up on the chaise longue. Dee Dee was here! Dee Dee was inside him. No, he was inside Dee Dee. No, he was Dee Dee.

“Ah, good,” the Asian woman said. “I was starting to worry. Let’s practice our lesbian scene, shall we?”

Images from Bustycafe.com. This is a work of fiction and the model is used for illustrative purposes only.

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