https://www.literotica.com/s/the-fenyx-lounge "Do you guys know of any place that's hiring?" I asked as I slid into a bar-stool next to my friends. 2 "What, did that big promotion fall through?" John asked from beside me as he sipped on his beer. 3 "Sort of." I sighed, holding up a finger to signal the bartender for a beer. "You remember that blonde chick from my office that I showed you a pic of? Well I fucked her, and the whole thing was caught on surveillance." 4 "Did you get a copy of it?" Mark asked, leaning forward to see me from the other side of John. 5 "No," I said flatly, ignoring his usual one-tracked mind. "I got fired." 6 "You should have asked for a copy," Mark said taking a swig of his beer. "Hello, severance?" 7 "You know," I said with a snarky tone. "I had more pressing things on my mind, like how I'm going to pay my rent without a job." 8 "You know what you should do," Mark continued. "get a job over at the Fenyx lounge. They pay dudes big bucks to fuck chicks on a stage." 9 "That's just a myth," I told him. "People have been whispering that for years." 10 "No myth bro," he said before lowering his voice conspiratorially. "I've seen it. Two people were on the stage, wearing nothing but these masks, and this dude just went to town on her." 11 "And how the hell did you get into the Fenyx?" John asked, just as much disbelieving as I. "That place is so exclusive, you have to know somebody who knows somebody, and then you have to have a seven figure bank balance just to apply for membership." 12 John wasn't exaggerating. The Fenyx was the most exclusive club in town. It was all for stupidly rich socialites, and what went on behind those doors since their founding had been a closely guarded secret. There were rumors of course. Some claimed they had live sex shows, two strangers wearing nothing but masks, paid to fuck for their entertainment. Other rumors said that they were Satan worshipers and conducted secret rituals they didn't want anyone to see. There were many more theories, but the Satan thing was the most believable. 13 "The owner of my company took me last week," Mark claimed quietly. "I closed a huge account with West Coast Medical that everyone had been gunning for. It was his way of saying thank you." 14 "So you're saying you went and saw a live sex show at the Fenyx last week, and we're just now hearing about it?" John asked eyeing him. "I call bullshit." 15 "Me too," I nodded. "Hey John, do you think you could get me a part time gig working at the warehouse or something?" I asked, pulling away from Mark's delusions. "Anything is better than nothing right now." 16 "It's not bullshit," Mark persisted over me. "I didn't say anything because I knew you fuckers wouldn't believe me. I guess I was right." 17 "If you told us right away, we still wouldn't have believed you," John said shaking his head. 18 "In the words of our fallen forefathers, screenshot or it didn't happen," I said, taking a long pull from my beer. 19 "Fuck you, cock gobblers," Mark shot, looking offended. "I would have taken pictures, but they don't let people bring in their phones." 20 "A likely story," John continued, screwing with Mark even further. 21 "I'm with John, buddy. Besides, how would they even find people to do that?" I asked skeptically. "Just post an add in the paper? Craigslist? You know, 'Looking for desperate people to fuck on stage? Fatties need not apply?'" I asked, unable to control my laughter towards the end. 22 "They have a job posting on their website. It's all vague and shit, something about performers, or entertainers..." he countered, ineffectively. 23 "Whatever, losers," I said pounding the last of my beer. "I'm out. I gotta help Krista move the rest of her shit before it gets too late. 24 "You just got here!" Mark exclaimed. 25 "I could only stay for one drink," I said. 26 "You are so whipped, and you're not even getting any," Mark ribbed, trying to gain back some of his dignity. 27 "That's my sister dude, gross," I said standing and pulling some cash from my wallet and tossing it on the bar. 28 "The only thing that's gross, are the things I would do for just the chance with her," Mark said wishfully. "Now that she's left that douche-bag, do you think you could put in a good word for me?" 29 "Not gonna happen," I said turning to walk towards the exit. "Let me know if you find something for me John." 30 "Will do buddy," he said while Mark continued over him. 31 "Come on man, it doesn't even have to be a good word," he shouted after me. "Any word! So long as you reminder her that I exist." 32 "You do realize how pathetic you sound...right?" I heard John say to him just as I stepped outside. 33 This wasn't anything new. Growing up, all of my friends tried to get me to hook them up with Krista. She was very pretty I guess, but there was just something I was missing with her being my sister and all. 34 Fishing my keys from my pocket, I climbed into my truck and drove to the other side of town where Krista's old place was. The whole ride I thought about how I was going to pay my rent without a job. I hadn't exactly been sensible with my finances over the last two years. 35 I'd gotten an amazing job as a claims adjuster for an insurance company a couple years out of high school, and it paid extremely well. Having all of that money coming in, I got my self a nice apartment downtown, and bought a brand new truck. It had been easy to pay for them, and have fun whenever I wanted. Now that my job was gone, and with no savings, I was left in a difficult spot. I didn't even have the safety-net of my parents basement anymore since they decided to retire to Florida last year. 36 As I pulled up in front of a nice little house in the suburbs, I shook those thoughts out of my head. Everything will be fine, I thought to myself. I put on a tough face, walked up the path, and knocked on the door. 37 "Hey Kris," I said as my sister opened the door for me. 38 "Hey Sean," she said, her usual warming smile nowhere to be found. 39 She looked tired, and her eyes had a hint of redness, more obvious from her lack of makeup. Her long honey blonde hair was in a pony tail, and she was dressed down in a pair of faded, cut-off shorts, and a somewhat transparent tank top with a pink and black sports bra peeking out. It was unusual seeing her not all done up. 40 After they'd gotten married, Chad convinced her to quit her job. He made enough money for the both of them, and was actually being a real gentleman. Kris had taken that free time and put it all into making a home for them, and making sure that she looked her very best in every way. Nails, hair, and makeup always done, wearing a perfectly coordinated outfit that showed off the body she worked so hard to maintain. It had been a long time since I'd seen her at anything less than her absolute best. 41 "Is he here?" I asked. 42 "No, he's at her house right now," she said, turning sideways to let me in. "I think he's avoiding you just in case you decide to kick his face in." 43 "I would say he's a smart man, but he cheated on you," I said, surveying the clutter of boxes spread out across the living room. "We're definitely not working with the mind of a genius here." 44 "Thanks," she muttered. "Most of my stuff is just in here," she gestured. "All of these boxes, that lamp, and the sofa. The bed is mine too, but I've already bought a new one. There's no way I'm sleeping in that again." 45 It wasn't an overly large amount of stuff to move, but with my truck, it was easily a full load. I hated helping people move, especially since I was the only one of my friends with a truck. I was constantly being asked to help move sofas, or the entire contents of peoples apartments. This was my sister though, and it wasn't like I had a busy schedule right now. 46 "Alright," I sighed, "let's get to it." 47 It took the better part of three hours to load up all of her things, and drive it across town. It was rather depressing. She hardly spoke a word the entire time that didn't include instructions. Even on the drive to her new apartment she was uncharacteristically quiet. The only thing that could be called a high point was when I convinced her to take the mattress. It was hers, just because she didn't want it didn't mean it should be his gain. Half way between her old place and her new apartment, we stopped and chucked it into a filthy ally. Enjoy sleeping on a box spring, asshole. 48 I understood her withdrawn state. She had been dating Chad since her freshman year. They'd been high school sweethearts, and we'd all been sure they would be together forever. Sure, they had their on and off moments, but as far as I saw recently, they had been solid. A little over a year ago they had even made it official, and gotten married. That was all over now. 49 I didn't get a full accounting of all the details, but from what I gathered, he had been cheating on her off and on with the same girl. Someone we knew from school, and who used to be good friends with Krista. 50 Seeing her look so beaten down like this was frustrating. I didn't really know what to say to make her feel better either. I'm a guy. If it was Mark or John who'd just had a bad break up, I would've taken them to the strip club or a bar and tried to get them laid. What was I supposed to do for my sister though? 51 It was around nine o'clock when we got all of her things upstairs into her new apartment, and with all the heavy lifting finished I felt awkward and out of place. 52 "I think I'll take off and let you get this all sorted," I said looking around, anxious to get away from the depression permeating the air. 53 "Nonsense, you helped me move, the least I can do is feed you, and get you something to drink," She offered, giving me a forced smile. "How does pizza and beer sound." 54 "Like the go to payment for anyone who has ever asked someone to help them move?" I quipped. 55 "Good!" she replied, her smile growing by a hair. 56 Forced or not, it was the first smile I had seen on her in days. It made it hard to just walk out on her. So I stuck around and shared some pizza and beer. It was still painfully quiet while we waited for our food to arrive, but once we got through our first couple of beers, Kris was talking again, and almost enough for the both of us. 57 "...and she thought that perm was a good idea," She gave a light laugh. "Who gets a perm on purpose anymore? It's not the eighties!" 58 "Yeah," I agreed, only listening with half an ear. I couldn't help but let her girl gossip wash over me while my own problems fought for my priority brain power. 59 Krista was quite for a moment, twisting her beer bottle nervously before opening her mouth again. "I hate to ask, but is there any way you could loan me some money?" she asked, looking pained that she even needed to ask. "I would totally pay you back, just as soon as I start working again." 60 I sighed heavily, feeling lousy, "If you need groceries or anything like that, I could loan you a few bucks, I don't want you to starve, but that's all I can manage right now. I wish I could help more, but I sort of lost my job today." 61 "What? What happened?" she frowned, sitting up. "I thought you were supposed to be getting a promotion." 62 "I...did something I shouldn't have," I said, not wanting to tell her what really happened. "I'm really sorry, Kris." 63 "It's alright. It'll be really tight, but I think I can manage," she fought a grimace from her face. "You did something you shouldn't have? That's rather vague," she said, looking curious as to what I might be hiding. "What could you have done that you wouldn't tell me?" 64 "You know, if you're really hard up for money, you can always get a job at the Fenyx Lounge," I said jokingly to change the subject. "Mark says that they pay big bucks for performers." 65 "Mark would," she scoffed. "Everyone whispers about that crap. He's the one to believe them." 66 "He said he's seen it," I said, glad that I had successfully diverted her from the reason for my joblessness. "Last week. Said his boss took him." 67 "Whether what they say is real or not, I'm not that desperate," she gave a forced laugh before adding wryly, "Thanks for offering your sister a chance to prostitute herself though!" 68 "I didn't mean it for real," I apologized. "That place's just been on my mind since Mark said something earlier." 69 "Been on your mind huh?" she asked, looking at me skeptically. "Thinking about giving it a go? Little bro is going to venture into porn?" 70 "Hell no," I said. "I'm not that desperate either. I still have like three weeks until my rent is due, and once I get a new job I'll be fine. Besides, I still think Mark's full of shit." 71 "I can't believe you're friends with that guy," Kris said shaking her head. "He used to offer girls mustache rides when we were in high school," she said shivering. 72 "Oh," I said, "Speaking of Mark, he wanted me to put in a good word for him, you know, since you and Chad are done." 73 "Are you going to?" she asked, leaning forward to pluck another slice of pizza from the open box on the coffee table. 74 "For Mark?" I laughed. "Hell no!" 75 *** *** *** 76 By the time the pizza was gone, so was the beer. It was way past late when we finally shut it down, and I ended up passing out on her couch rather than risk driving home. After seeing Krista laughing and smiling while we talked, I realized toughing it out for her was worth it to help her feel better, even if it just was for a few hours. When I finally woke up, there was a note on the coffee table, telling me that she gotten an early start on her job hunt, and to lock up on my way out. 77 When I got back to my own place I decided to begin my own job hunt. I had to start sometime, and the sooner the better. I'd rented this apartment when I was flush with income from a good paying job, now I was wishing I had been better at saving my money, as apposed to spending it just as fast as it came in. 78 I posted my resume to a bunch of sites online, and applied to over a dozen places around town, but after a week, I hadn't heard from anyone and I was beginning to worry. I had rent coming up, and my car payment was already past due. 79 I had been sitting at my computer for four hours straight one afternoon, refreshing my email over and over, like some kid with his first MySpace account, when I found myself navigating over to the Fenyx Lounge web page. Sure enough, Mark was right on at least one point. They had a running ad looking for new talent to perform live on Saturday nights. Curious, I clicked on the link, and I was brought to an application form. 80 The form was pretty straight forward. It asked for sex, height, weight, email address, and then there was a place to upload a photo of yourself. 81 It seemed rather innocent. Nothing mentioning sex at all. The only suspicious thing was the complete lack of details regarding what kind of performers they were looking for, as well as there not even being a field for a name. Curiosity still tickling me, I filled it out and hit submit. What could it hurt, right? 82 Less than two hours later I heard the chime from my email alert. Thinking I was finally getting a response to my resume, I rushed over to check it. It wasn't. It was an email from the Fenyx, asking if I would come in for an interview. Not exactly the job interview I was hoping for. 83 I knew I could have used the money, but I didn't even know for sure what I would be performing. If Mark was telling the truth, could I really go and have sex with a complete stranger for the entertainment of others? I wasn't a bad looking guy, and my cock was nothing to be ashamed about. It wasn't that I was super shy or anything, but I just believed that sex was more of a private affair. Funny right, coming from the guy with his own surveillance camera sex tape. Unsure, I closed the email and decided to call it a night. 84 I left the message in my inbox for two days before finally responding. I still hadn't received any results on my other job posts, and despite what I'd told Krista, I was feeling a little desperate. I needed the money, and it was time to suck it up. I replied back, and in short order a time was set for me to interview the following day. 85 *** *** *** 86 The Fenyx Lounge was located just outside of the bustling downtown, only a short mile away from the towering skyscrapers. It was a fairly large stand-alone building made of old red brick and steel with the windows blacked out. The only thing signaling that this was the right place was the large stainless steel cut-out of a bird of fire situated on the wall above the large double doors. At night, orange lights from behind it would glow and undulate, making it come to life. 87 I fidgeted with my phone as I stood outside the doors waiting. The parking lot was barren this time of day, the doors locked up tight, and I was just thinking that the person I was supposed to meet had forgotten I was coming, when right at 11am the door opened and there stood a cute, compact little red head in a business suit and heels. 88 "Hi, I'm Sean," I told the lady as I reached out to shake her hand. 89 "Please, keep your name to yourself. It's better that way," she smiled as she shook my hand. "You can call me Cindy. Please follow me, and don't wander." 90 Just inside the front door was what looked like a series of Post Office Boxes on either wall. Cindy opened one and asked for my phone. After placing it inside, she closed it and pulled a numbered key from the box and handed it to me, explaining their strict policy about cellphones on their premises. 91 Without another word, she turned on her heel and lead me into the empty club. I felt kind of like I was walking into Area 51. In our city, there was just as much mystery about this place as the other, and it seemed as if I might finally be getting a peek behind the curtain. 92 It looked exactly as I expected, and at the same time, not. Everything inside looked expensive, but at the same time, ordinary. I had imagined the decor might be a bit perverse, especially back when Satanic Cult was my prevailing theory. Now that I was sure that Mark was telling the truth, I expected something more...sexual...deviant, but there was nothing like that. Dark wooden tables, and chairs with rich velvet cushions sat atop a massive floor of expensive tile, all focused on a stage at the far end that reminded me of an opera theater, complete with a small rounded balcony on either side. There were two bars that I could see, and every bottle on every shelf was the good stuff. It looked like an ordinary night club, but for people that had more money than they knew what to do with. 93 I tried to take in as much as I could without looking too obvious while I followed Cindy. She lead me straight through the club and to an office around the back of the stage. Once inside, she sat in a chair behind a desk, and gestured toward the space in front of her. There was no chair, so I found myself standing awkwardly as she looked on. 94 "Before we get started, I'll need you to sign this," she stated, sliding a sheet of paper toward me across the desk. "It's a non disclosure agreement. Basically, it states that neither you, nor the Fenyx lounge, will discus the nature of your employment. In layman's terms, you were never here. We never hired you for any purpose, and you don't know anything that might or might not be happening inside the Fenyx Lounge." 95 Chapter 3.2 "Okay..." I said nervously as I scribbled my signature. 97 "Now that that's out of the way," she smiled. "As I'm sure you've heard, or you wouldn't even be standing here, we provide a very special sort of entertainment. Two individuals, mostly one man and one woman, have sexual intercourse on stage for our members to watch. It's all rather sordid, but who doesn't like a good show?" she asked pointedly with a mischievous little smile curving her lip. "Now strip." 98 "Excuse me?" I asked. 99 "I need to inspect the car before we're going to buy it," she smiled sweetly, resting her elbows on the table as she leaned forward. I had the distinct impression that she thoroughly enjoyed her job. 100 It made a sort of sense, they wanted to make sure I was attractive enough for their members. I guess my no fatties comment had been spot on. 101 I tried hard to fight back my blushes as I awkwardly disrobed in front of her. It wasn't my first time undressing in front of a girl, but knowing that I was being assessed like a prize horse for sale was a little unnerving. I was about to stop at my boxers until a hand gesture from her along with an expectant look made me slip those off as well. 102 "Not bad," she smiled, standing up and moving around the desk to get a better look at me. "Not bad at all." 103 I felt like a piece of meat as her soft hands slid along my skin, feeling her way along my muscles as she circled me to get a full look. She would pause every so often to trace the lines of my muscles, or squeeze to see how firm I actually was. 104 "So how big does it get?" she asked, suddenly cupping my shy, semi hard cock. "We don't want some shrimp dick." 105 "It's...big enough," I said nervously. I had never suffered performance anxiety before, but the whole situation I was in, and the blasé way she was treating me, was preventing the blood from surging to my cock. 106 "Do you not find me attractive?" She frowned slightly as she continued fondling me, only managing to to coax some small bit of life into my cock. "Are you gay? I don't mind if you are, but our members are going to expect you to fuck a girl for them." 107 "I'm not gay," I blushed. "This is just a little...awkward," I finished, trying to focus my energy on raising my flag. 108 Closing my eyes, I tilted my head back, taking calm, even breaths as I blocked everything out and I tried to will myself to harden. After a moment I jumped, letting out a small gasp as I felt a pair of warm lips replace her fingers. My eyes shot open immediately and when I looked down, Cindy was on her knees sucking my flaccid cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue as she applied the perfect amount of suction, and in no time I felt myself growing for her. 109 If I knew nothing else about her, I knew she had a talented mouth. In less than a minute, she had me throbbing as she choked on my cock, trying and failing to force it all down her throat. Just before I was about to cum, her lips slipped from around me and she rocked back onto her feet and stood up. 110 "That is one fine looking cock you've got there," she smiled, catching her breath as she dabbed some spit from her chin delicately. "They'll be able to see that thing all the way in the cheap seats. I almost wish I was going to be on stage with you," she smiled cheekily as she walked around her desk. "You can put your clothes back on. You've got the job." 111 The way she blew me so casually, and then stopped, and now treating it as if it was a matter of business gave me whiplash. Realizing that she had no intention to let me finish, I bit back a pained groan before reaching down for my clothes. With her eyes still uncomfortably on me, I quickly dressed, stuffing my aching cock back into my pants. 112 I don't know what she did to me with her mouth, but even as I buttoned up my shirt, I still felt like I was teetering on the edge of blowing my load. As I stomped my feet into my shoes, Cindy pulled out a sheet of paper from a folder, and scribbled something on it before holding it out for me. 113 "This Saturday, you will arrive here at 8pm sharp at the rear entrance. It's the red door. Do not be late." She said sternly holding my gaze. "Your pay will be five thousand dollars. If your performance exceeds our expectations, you may receive a bonus. Make sure you shower and shave before you arrive. There is a list of grooming details on the back of this. You will also need this paper in order to be let past the doorman. I look forward to seeing your work." she smiled, nodding to the door. 114 I felt strange. My emotions kept jumping around the entire way home. I was shocked that I would be doing this, relieved that I would be able to make my rent and car payment this month, grateful that I would also be able to give Kris some of the little help that she asked for, excited that I would be banging what was sure to be a grade A hottie, and nervous that I would have to do it all in front of over a hundred people. My mind couldn't hold onto one emotion for more than a few moments before jumping to the next, and it was a bit exhausting. 115 The next few days were equally the same. I would wake up in the morning and everything would feel normal, but the moment I remembered I was currently jobless, I remembered what I was going to be doing and it would start all over. 116 I thought about weird things, like if I should be jerking off as much as I could to try and build up some last minute stamina, or if I should rub one out right before the gig so I would be sure not to cum too soon. But then again, it was kind of like porn...well, exactly like porn, you didn't watch all the way to the money shot just to see some dude squirt off a couple of drops. They would want to see a big finish, wouldn't they? 117 Any time I wondered if I was really prepared to do something like this I would look at the past-due notices that I had collected on my counter. Gas, electric, my truck...all waiting to be paid. I only had thirty eight dollars in my account, the only thing standing in the way of meal time, and a starvation diet. Top it off with my rent due the Friday before my...big night. 118 I spent a lot of my free time at my sister's place in an attempt to keep my mind off what was coming so I didn't totally psych myself out and blow it. She still had a lot left to unpack, and things to set up. It was a decent distraction, even if I did have to move that damn sofa fifteen times just to see if it would work better in a different position. If my plain apartment was any indication, I didn't have a clue about decorating, but Krista was more than happy to tell me what she wanted. 119 My sister seemed to be doing better. She showed a lot more energy as she skipped around her apartment from one little thing to another. I hadn't expected her to start bouncing back so quickly, and part of me worried that she might be setting into motion a murder plot for either Chad or his home-wrecker. I knew her job serving drinks at The Clover for crap tips wasn't the thing putting the pep in her step. Revenge could be the only feasible explanation for her more upbeat mood...that or drugs, and she really wasn't the type. 120 *** *** *** 121 When the big day arrived, I felt like a nervous wreck. My hands were constantly fidgeting, and I had to have a drink to calm me down before I got on with the grooming instructions. Apparently, they wanted me as smooth as a twelve year old boy downstairs. After an hour, three razors, and a can of shaving cream, I felt more naked that I ever had. I also looked huge. Without the hair around to distract from it, my cock looked like a mammoth. 122 I took a shower, making sure to scrub extra thoroughly, and then dressed and waited. When it was finally seven o'clock I got into my truck and headed to the club. It seemed I was really going through with this. 123 At the club, I pulled around to the back, and walked up to a large guy watching the red door. I handed him my paper, and he spoke into a radio, telling someone inside that I was here. After that, he stood silent, effectively ignoring me. The short time I stood there waiting felt like an eternity. 124 "Come on in!" Cindy said, holding the door open for me. "I'm glad to see you've made it. Follow me." 125 "Do some people not make it?" I asked, looking for anything to say to distract myself from my nerves as I followed her inside. 126 "Sometimes, but not usually. We try and make the incentives worth it," she explained. "We only really get two types of people, the ones who need the money, and the kind that get off on being watched. The kinky ones always show up ready. The ones that need the money have been known to back out, but only if they somehow find what they need somewhere else. Just in here," she motioned, opening a door. 127 She lead me to a small room furnished with a couch, a cushioned chair, and a mini bar. It reminded me of an old fashioned parlor and looked rather cozy and inviting. 128 "You will wait in here until it's time," she said as she poured a two finger glass of what looked to be top shelf scotch. She handed it to me and took a seat in the comfy looking chair across from the sofa. 129 "In a little over an hour, I will return to escort you to the stage. You can wear the robe," she gestured to a white silk robe hanging from a hook on the wall, "or you can go au natural. This mask however is not optional," she said opening a small wooden box on the table in front of her. 130 It was white, and looked like porcelain, but felt much sturdier to the touch. It was designed to cover the top half of my face, all the way down to the nose, and had thick black ribbons hanging down from the sides that would be used to hold it in place. 131 "You will wear this always," she said firmly. "If you are not in this room, it will be on your face. The illusion is to make you seem like no one, or anyone. It's a bit of mystery that adds to the eroticism for our guests, as well as safe guarding your identity from potential...repercussions. After all, you wouldn't want someone coming up to you on the street and praising how well you did performing for strangers? She asked, then shrugged. "Well, you are a man, you might go for that." 132 "I think I would rather remain anonymous," I assured her. 133 "Modest are we?" she smiled. "Either way, you don't have a choice. Rules are rules. I will leave you to...prepare. Your counterpart should be arriving soon, and I must see to her as well," she said standing as she checked her watch. 134 Without saying anything else, she stepped out, the clicking from her expensive heels fading as the door swung shut behind her. 135 I sat and thought about what was about to happen. It felt a little surreal, knowing that in just a short amount of time I would be fucking a complete stranger in front of so many other complete strangers. All of a sudden, I was wishing that I had taken the blue pill. 136 I had thought about it off and on over these last few days. Mark had given me a sample package of Viagra from his work a long time ago, but I had never touched the thing since I tossed it into a drawer. I'd never had any problems performing for any of my sexual partners, but now I wasn't just pleasing one person. I had to please an entire club. The thought of that was a little daunting, and even though I knew sex was in the near offing, I couldn't even feel the slightest tingle of an erection. 137 Trying to clear my mind, I downed the scotch in my glass, and poured a little more. I needed some courage and fast. God, I hope I can get it up. I thought, then adding to myself. I really hope I don't cum to fast either. Each of those would be equally embarrassing. 138 I whittled away the hour, trying my utmost not to drink myself into oblivion in an attempt to settle my nerves and stop my hands from shaking. I kept trying to tell myself that it was just sex, but that was hardly helpful. I wasn't averse to a little adventure in the bedroom, but I always believed that something that intimate, even when it was wild and kinky, was a private affair. Now, I had more than just my partner...a complete stranger...to worry about. I was expected to make this look good. That was the point of them watching after all. I didn't know how to turn sex into a performance. What the hell am I doing here? I thought, just as the door opened again. 139 "You're not undressed yet?" Cindy asked, stepping in quickly, shutting the door behind her. "Jesus, you're on in five minutes. Get up!" 140 I couldn't believe how fast the time had passed. It felt like she had only left minutes ago. I quickly stood, and she began pulling at my clothes. Her hands immediately went to the buttons on my shirt, deftly slipping them off one by one as she undressed me. 141 "Pull yourself together," she said shaking her head, seeing the panicked look on my face. "All you have to do is go out there and fuck." 142 "I don't know what I'm doing," I babbled. "I'm not a porn star, I don't know what these people want. I don't even know the first thing about performing...anything!" 143 "Calm down," she said, quiet but firm, as she shucked my shirt down my arms and threw it behind her. "You're thinking about it too much. It's not a performance. It's just sex. Just go out there and do whatever you would do if you were in your own bedroom," she said, unfastening my pants. "Shoes?" she prodded until I kicked them off. 144 "The only part that constitutes a performance, is the fact that people are watching," she explained. "They're here to see real sex. If they wanted a full on production, they would just hire porn stars. God knows they have the money. This is real sex from real people. Take a breath and let's go out there so you can bang her like a beast...or just make slow passionate love to her. Your choice," she finished, whipping my pants and boxers to the floor in one fluid motion. 145 I took that breath, feeling slightly better from her pep talk and stepped out of my rumpled pants. Cindy tossed me the white silk robe and I pulled it on and tied the waist closed. 146 "I think I'm ready," I said, my voice a little shaky as I went to the door. 147 "Forgetting something?" Cindy called from behind me, holding up the white mask that was supposed to protect my identity. 148 Taking another breath, I took it from her outstretch hand and carefully donned it, making sure that it held in place. 149 "Now you're ready," she smiled. 150 Cindy escorted me through a series of corridors to the stage access. The closer we got, the more noise I could hear. It was a slowly rising din of muffled voices from somewhere close by. As we reached the stage, it had gotten loud. It must have been a packed house. I turned to look at Cindy as we stepped up to the wings to ask her how many people were here, but before I could open my mouth, she pointed to the other end of the stage, and I followed her finger. 151 As soon as I saw her my heart fluttered. She was absolutely stunning. My vision began to tunnel as I gazed upon my imminent partner, and everything seemed to fade away to light background noise. I barely heard Cindy asking for my robe as she tugged gently at my sleeve. 152 I carefully slipped it off and handed it to her. All of my focus was directed on the woman standing opposite of me, in the wings across the stage. She was beautiful. At this distance, I couldn't judge her height correctly, she might have been 5'7" or 5'10", it didn't matter. She was incredible. 153 She was just as naked as I, only wearing a delicate porcelain mask, hers decorated with white feathers fanning up and out. Her long blond hair was curled loosely, and rolling down her shoulders and back. Her breasts were full and proud, sitting high on her chest, capped with small light pink nipples. She had a small waist and prominent hips, and she must have been in the best shape of her life. Whoever she was, she put a lot of work into looking this good, and if the way her body looked was any indication, she was a rare beauty. 154 I couldn't see why she was here, why she needed the money. When you're this perfect, people just give you things. I felt slightly intimidated by her. I'd been with some good looking women in my life, but this one put the rest of them to shame. I couldn't stop myself from drinking her in, and I didn't even try. 155 Cindy's voice, and hand on my bare shoulder, snapped me back to the present and inadvertently letting the flood of sound back in. 156 "When the curtains open, you will walk towards the bed, and from there it's all up to the two of you." 157 "I..." I began before she cut me off. 158 "You can do this," she said just a flash of red light warned us of the curtain call. She reached up to touch my arm reassuringly. "It's show time. Go get her stud!" she smiled. 159 The curtain opened, and a hush fell across the audience. The woman, my counterpart, began walking nervously towards the bed situated between us, and Cindy gave me a hard poke on my ass to get me moving as well. 160 I still didn't know if I could go through with this, but I was past that point now, I was already in the thick of it. My heart hammered with every step I took, and my body itched to peer out past the stage, but I had resolved to not look out into the crowd. If I didn't see them, then I couldn't be sure that they were there, I rationalized. Instead, I would focus only on her. 161 She had made it to the bed before me, and delicately crawled up onto it, waiting for me on her knees. Nervous, I paused at the edge before joining her. 162 A sound of tinkling glass caused me to turn out of reflex. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help it. I glanced past the edge of the stage and into the crowd. 163 With the bright lights shining down onto the stage, I could hardly make out anything beyond vague shapes, but there were little candles flickering on each of the tables exposing the silhouettes of the onlookers. It was completely silent and I couldn't even hear my own breathing. Was I breathing? Fear had gripped me and I was frozen. 164 Before I could faint, she saved me. Her hand lightly touched my chin and turned my head to face hers. Her eyes locked onto mine and a gentle, warming smile soothed me. She held my gaze as she inched her way backwards on her knees and crooked a finger, inviting me to join her on the red satin sheets. 165 Just looking into those eyes, I felt myself calm and found myself climbing on the bed to join her. We were less than a foot apart in the center of the bed, and she tentatively reached a hand out to run along my chest. Her fingers barely grazed me, and I felt chills. Time seemed to slip away from me. Her hand trailed down my arm, and pulled my hand up to her chest. She placed it right over her breast, and squeezed. 166 With my hands on her, and hers on me, she leaned forward and kissed me. It was soft, and nervous, and I could tell that this as unusual for her as it was for me. Slowly, her hand trailed down my chest, and reached for my cock, her fingers closing around me. I still wasn't hard. 167 I couldn't believe it. I felt more sexually charged than I'd ever been before, and I had nothing to show for it. My eyes flickered toward the crowd again, embarrassment filling me, but before my eyes could connect with the onlookers, her hand reached back up and turned my face back to hers. She held my eyes, as if she was looking into my soul, and her warm smile turned into one of playfulness. 168 She scooted back and got on all fours, her face a foot away from my groin. She sat there, on all fours, a slight arch to her smooth back. Her eyes never left mine, and she just stared at me with the whisper of a smile. 169 She only watched me, that was all, but something about her, something about the way she was smiling, or the way her blue eyes seemed to pull in the light, made my cock slowly grow for her, reaching up and up until it was pointing straight at her. She was like a damn snake charmer. 170 Chapter 3.3 I was hard and throbbing before she finally let her eyes flicker down toward my erection. That small playful smile of hers was quickly replace by one of delight. Ever so slowly, she leaned forward, her lips slightly parted. She didn't take me inside of her though. Instead, she let her bottom lip drag across my head sensually. She even let my cock rub along the sides of her face, almost as if she enjoyed worshiping it. 172 Finally, she came back at it head on, and opened her mouth as wide as she possible could. My cock entered her mouth, barely grazing her tongue and lips until it finally touched the back of her throat. Without hesitation, she pressed on, taking me inch by slow inch all the way down her throat. Only when she reached the bottom did her lips wrap tightly around my shaft and I felt her moan in pleasure. 173 I let out a groan, my whole body shuddering at the experience. No girl had ever taken my whole cock in her mouth, let alone shown this much joy at sucking it. 174 My mystery vixen, bobbed on me sensually for a few minutes, going all the way from tip to base each time, before she finally released me leaving a small string of spit and precum connecting her lip to my cock. Smiling, she slowly leaned back, letting the string stretch and break, and kept falling backwards until she was leaning on her elbows with her bent knees apart, exposing her perfectly smooth pussy. 175 Her lips were the same pale pink as her nipples, and slightly blooming almost like a flower. Her juices glistened on her slit, showing her own arousal. 176 She crooked her finger, and I followed. I knelt between her thighs, kissing one and then the other, before working my way to her center. The closer I got, the more her hips squirmed for me. I could smell her arousal, and it was intoxicating. By the time I let my tongue flick out across her slit, I felt light headed, and I immediately became addicted to her sweet taste. 177 Her fingers grasped my head, pulling me hard against her with need. Feeling her grip tighten in my hair, I began to lick, slowly picking up speed as I tried to taste every inch of her, trying to reach inside of her for more of her nectar. 178 Unable to hold back, she moaned, and then again, louder. Her cries were like a sirens song, and I set myself to drown in her. I fixated on her clit, and clamped my lips around it, sucking gently as my tongue flicked across it. Several moans turned into one long, drawn out keen and her thighs clamped tightly around my head. Her hands pulled me so tightly to her, so desperate for more that I couldn't breath. 179 Struggling for air, it became a race. I quickened my pace, thrashing her swollen nub with everything I had. One moment she was keening, and the next, silence. Her body tensed, every muscle contracting, and then with a cry of ecstasy and relief, she came. When her wail of pleasure ended, her entire body shook, and she gasped for breath. Her legs finally released me, and I gasped right along with her. 180 Seeing her cum like that, uncontrollably, and in front of all of these people was one of the hottest things I had ever seen. Barely giving her a chance to catch her breath, I slid up her trembling body, kissing her soft skin until I met her face. 181 I lightly kissed her lips, and her tongue came out to taste herself on me. As we shared her flavor between us, my cock slid along her soaked folds. I teased her, moving my body to let it drag softly along her sensitive clit, until I finally rocked backward just enough to let my tip flirt with her hot opening. 182 Her eyes shot open, looking right into mine. After a moment of my gentle prodding, she gave me the slightest nod, and I pressed forward slowly, feeling her pussy split tightly around my shaft. She felt incredible. So wet, and tight, and it felt like there was a fire building up deep inside her core. 183 Her small hands held tightly to my arms as I slowly fed her my cock, inch by inch. I could tell by the way her pussy clung to me, and the way her lips parted in a silent gasp, that she wasn't accustomed to something my size, and when I finally hit bottom, our pelvises resting against one another, she let out a sigh. Her eyes were shut tightly, and I could see her lips silently mouthing 'Oh my God'. That pained look of pleasure was a beautiful sight. 184 Eventually her tight, death-grip, on my arms loosened and I gently pulled back, feeling her pussy dragging along my shaft, almost as if they were trying to hold me deep inside of her where I belonged. Once I was almost to the end, I slowly pushed back inside of her, causing another audible gasp. 185 Her arms pulled me down to her, and she clung tightly to my body. One of her legs hooked around my ass, and she slowly urged me on. I stared straight down into her eyes, our masks nearly touching from our closeness, as I made love to her. 186 It was shocking to think of it that way. I had just met this woman. I didn't even know her name, or what her face looked like, but I felt like I was falling for her somehow. By the way she took charge, making the first moves, that playful little smile, and those penetrating blue eyes...I felt a connection with her that I couldn't explain, and I wanted more. 187 Her leg, hooked around me, urged me on, and my pace quickened. Her little gasps followed in time, and her pitch rose. Her eyes pleaded with mine, as I drove her towards another climax. Her nails dug into my back, and her heel pressed me to drive into her even harder. Every time I thrust harder, thinking it might be too much, her heel was there to tell me she still wanted more. My thrusting became harsh and violent as she called out her pleasure, and that's when it happened. 188 Her mask slipped up from a rather violent thrust, and I caught the briefest glimpse of her uncovered face. It was only a moment before she reached up to fix it, but the damage was done. Krista. It was my sister. I was fucking my own sister. 189 I stopped moving, but it was too late for her. Both of her legs clamped tightly around me as her entire body quaked, and she cried her renewed ecstasy. My sister was cumming on my cock, and I couldn't stop it. It was torture, feeling her pussy tremble around me, teasing me, tormenting me. 190 The mask must have blocked out my horror, because when her eyes finally fluttered open, I was still frozen. She just smiled warmly at me, that same smile I had seen everyday growing up with her, the one I thought I could spot anywhere, and she kissed me passionately. Her lips clung to mine, and I couldn't move. 191 After breaking our kiss, she pressed gently on my chest, and finally, thankfully, released me from her depths. I would have breathed a sigh of relief if only I could forget the look of pure ecstasy she had as her body quaked from what I had done to her. 192 I sat up on my knees, praying that the people watching couldn't see it in my eyes, or in my body language, that I had just fucked my own sister. I stared in a daze, thankful that it was over when I saw her crawling up after me. Kneeling in front of me, she pushed me back onto the soft sheets. And playfully hopped up to straddle my waist. 193 I wanted to tell her to stop, that we couldn't, we shouldn't...not again...never again, but I was petrified. How could I stop this without someone finding out? I was on a stage, with over a hundred people watching me fuck my sister. None of them knew that thankfully, but if I threw her off of me and ran, everyone would know something was wrong. We had already been fucking for...god knows how long. 194 I felt guilt rise in me as my sister slid her pussy along the underside of my aching shaft. I was ashamed at how hard I was. Krista just smiled and cooed as she slid along my length, and I shuddered. It was so wrong, and it felt even more wrong how good she felt. She began to rise up, and I knew what was coming. 195 I couldn't. I reached forward and grabbed her hands to stop her, but she just laced her fingers in mine and wiggled her perfect little ass as she blindly lined up my throbbing member with her eager pussy. 196 Her fingers griped mine tightly, letting out a fulfilled sigh as she slowly lowered herself down my cock, wrapping her velvet folds around me. My fingers gripped hers as well, and a pained groan escaped my lips as I once again became an unwitting participant to incest with my sister. 197 Holding on tightly, she sat straight up and began slowly rising and falling, rolling her hips sexily as she stared straight into my eyes. All I could do was watch on with a mix of guilt, and growing lust, and I hated myself for that last part. I wanted to close my eyes and pretend it was anyone else, anyone but my own sister, but every time my eyes closed, they opened of their own will, and stared right back into those deep, seductive pools of blue. 198 Her mouth hung partly open as she slowly fucked me, her ragged breath filling the dead silence. With every rise, her pussy would clench tighter along my shaft, as if trying to coax my seed into her, and I tried to fight it. 199 Krista's eyes never left mine, and with her hands squeezing tightly to mine, it made this all too intimate. It was as if her eyes stared straight through my mask and into my very soul. Her blue eyes had me locked into this moment with her and I couldn't pull away. 200 I felt it, with her wet velvet pussy milking my cock so perfectly, a tingling shot though my body. That electric pulse that shoots out from your loins signaling the imminent release. My hands tightened in hers, desperate to warn her...to get her to stop. I couldn't dare to speak, and risk letting her hear my voice. I tried to fight it back, to stop what was coming. I was not going to cum in my sister. 201 My breath was coming out in gasps, and that smile filled her face again. Her hands squeezed back, and she began to ride me harder. I was frantic, trying not to cum. I tried to let go of her hands, to lift her off of me, but she held on with a surprising strength. My body trembled with the effort to hold back the dam, but in the end it was useless. Nature won out. 202 I cried out in anguish as pleasure burst forth, washing away the pain from prolonging the inevitable. It felt like cannon volleys as I shot deep into her warm pussy. White spots filled my vision, and Krista continued to ride me through my orgasm. 203 I was so sensitive, it was torture, but a few moments later, she followed me down, her body collapsing against mine as she shook with pleasure once again. Her head lay on my chest, her warm flesh against mine and her hot gasping breath warming me further. 204 A loud cheer broke though the deafening silence, startling both of us. For a moment, I had forgotten where I was. I turned my head just in time to see the curtains closing, catching a glimpse of the standing ovation for our act of incest. 205 We lay there, catching our breath, one of us still trembling slightly from their orgasm, the other feeling waves of guilt and regret. I was thankful when Cindy appeared. 206 "That was some show!" she beamed. "Just...wow!" she exclaimed. "I hate to break up your afterglow, but the show is over. Jessica and I will escort you two back to your dressing rooms, and we will see that you get paid." 207 Krista sighed as she gently rose off of my slowly deflating cock. I fought back a sigh of my own. I hated myself for what I had done, but I wondered if it was this whole situation, or just the fact that I knew it was her. I had just experienced what had to be the best, most amazing sex of my life, and it had been with my own sister. 208 "Come on stud," Cindy smiled, holding out the silk robe I had discarded earlier. 209 I slipped it on and walked a short ways behind her as she led the way back to my dressing room. 210 "You know," she began, looking back briefly as we walked. "I had wondered about you for a minute there. I thought you might not be able to perform. I'm glad I decided to pick you though. That was the hottest thing I've seen in all my years working here. And that's saying something," she smiled back at me. "Here you are," she opened the door. "Get dressed, relax for a bit, and have a drink. I'll be back shortly to escort you out." 211 I made a sound that she must have took for understanding, and she left me to myself. 212 I dropped down onto the couch and planted my face in my hands, trying to figure out how something like this could happen. What were the odds? I had to be the worst brother in the world. I had an excuse, but only until I knew who she was. Everything that happened after that was my fault. I had wanted to stop, but thinking back, I knew I hadn't resisted as much as I could have. I just let her go on, convincing myself that I couldn't stop, not with everyone watching me. Her being in control made it easier to pretend that I wasn't doing it, she was. But that was another lie. 213 Feeling like a wreck of emotions, I got up and poured myself a large glass of the good scotch. I downed it quickly, and poured a little more. I was sitting, still holding the glass when Cindy entered again. 214 "Still not dressed yet?" she asked. "It's okay. Some people need a bit of time to get their head right. Or maybe it's just the twelve hundred dollar scotch?" she smiled. 215 "Sorry," I said, setting the glass down. 216 "Don't be," she said, sitting down on the opposite end of the couch crossing her legs. "I'd say you've earned it. Speaking of earning, here's your payment, plus a little extra for the exceptional job," she said handing me a thick envelope. 217 As guilty as I felt, it would've been counter productive to have gone through all of that, and not take what I'd come for. As I tried to take it though, her hand held firmly. 218 "Would you consider doing this again?" she asked. 219 "What?" I asked. 220 "We don't usually ask for repeats, but you two had some real chemistry. The audience loved you guys," she smiled. "There wasn't a dry seat in the house by the time the curtain closed. Everyone was practically dripping. People want to see you two again." 221 "I don't know..." I said. "This was just a one time thing." 222 "We'll pay double," she said firmly. "You would perform once a month." 223 "What?" I asked. 224 "Ten thousand dollars for you to work once a month. And all you would have to do is spend a couple hours fucking a gorgeous woman. I've seen underneath her mask, you truly are a lucky man." 225 "Yeah," I said, not really feeling it. "Lucky." 226 "So what do you say?" she smiled, already assuming my response. 227 "I know it's a lot of money, but I don't know if I can do this again...not with..." I stopped myself. "I just don't know." 228 "Well, call this number when you decide." she said, finally releasing the envelope, and handing me a business card. "I've already spoken to your counterpart, and she's all for doing this again. You've made quite the impression on her. Her number's on the back of that card as well," she added. "She'd like you to meet her sometime." 229 "Thanks," I said uncomfortably. 230 "Well..." she said standing. "I'll be right outside while you dress." 231 Cindy waited outside as I quickly donned my clothes. As soon as I stomped my feet into my shoes, I had her lead me out through the back entrance, the way I had come in, and I jumped into my truck. I probably shouldn't have been driving with that large glass of scotch fresh in my system, but I risked it. I needed to get out of there and back home. 232 Back at my apartment, I fell onto my bed fully dressed, feeling like a piece of shit. 233 My body was exhausted from the nights events, but my brain refused to let me fall asleep. It kept replaying the entire night, every sight, every feeling... I wanted it to stop. Even with shame welling up inside, my body couldn't deny how it felt. 234 When sleep finally took me, it wasn't the release I had imagined it would be. 235 *** *** *** 236 I was back there, on that stage. Krista was there as well, but this time neither of us were wearing masks. I stood there, before her, both of us bare for the world. She took my hand in hers, and placed it on her chest between her breasts, and I could feel her heart racing beneath her warm smooth skin. She stepped closer, and our bodies were touching. I tilted my head down and our lips met in a slow passionate kiss. 237 Everything blurred and then we were on the bed together, the red satin sheets mussed beneath us as our bodies slid together. Her blonde hair was fanned out around her, and her arms were over her head, holding onto the edge of the bed. A wicked smile was upon her face, and I could feel one on mine as well as I slowly fucked into her delicious pussy. 238 I turned my head, and instead of seeing dim strangers, and vague shadows, I could see everything. Gone were the tables and chairs, and instead there was only a mass of people. I could see our parents standing right up front, holding hands as they watched. My friends were there as well, even people I had only known in passing. It seemed like every face I could see was someone I knew, and they were all watching, smiling and cheering us on. 239 Krista brought a hand up to my face, pulling my focus back to her. I could feel it rising in both of us and I began to plunge faster into her depths... 240 *** *** *** 241 I woke just as my orgasm hit me, my muscles clenching painfully as pleasure lanced out from my groin. I was panting, covered in sweat and a sticky puddle of my own cum. 242 "Fuck!" I gasped, covering my face with my hands. 243 It had been a week since that night, and nearly every night since I had dreamt the exact same thing. This was the first time I had cum from it, but that probably had more to do with my recent lack of sexual release. 244 I constantly found myself thinking about Krista, and that would inevitably lead to my arousal, but I could never bring myself to jerk off. No matter if I thought of something else while I did it. I would know what had inspired it, and it just felt wrong. 245 Something was seriously wrong with me. I had never once thought about my sister in this way, and it was like a dam broke somewhere and I was now being flooded with these latent feelings. After seeing her, feeling her, I couldn't understand how I had gone my whole life not being able to see how truly spectacular she was. Everybody else around me had seen it, but it was as if I was blind. Well now I saw it, saw it all, and I really wished I could unsee it. 246 I rolled out of bed and checked my phone. I had really slept in. I had a few missed calls, one from Cindy, likely checking up on her job offer, and two from Krista. 247 Kris had been trying to get me to hang out with her for pizza and beer again, but I just couldn't do it. I didn't trust myself not to lust after her and do something stupid when I was drunk. 248 Ignoring both of them equally, I sat at my computer to continue my job hunt. I still hadn't found anything, and I was wondering if I should expand my search or lower my salary requirements. I used the money I'd made to catch up on my bills, but if I didn't find a job soon I would need to start downsizing the luxuries in my life. My two bedroom apartment downtown would have to go first, and shortly after, my truck. 249 *** *** *** 250 I felt miserable, and withdrawn. I couldn't shake what had happened, and after some convincing from my friends, I tried to get back to normal. That meant getting dressed and leaving my apartment. 251 "What's up with you lately?" Mark asked skeptically. "It's like pulling teeth to get you to come out for a drink with us." 252 "I've got some stuff going on," I said deflected as I took a bar-stool between my two friends. 253 "Oh, did you find a new job?" John asked. 254 "No, not yet," I said. 255 "Then what's got your pansy ass so busy that you can't hang out with your friends?" Mark asked. "No job means you should be free to come out anytime." 256 "I still gotta look for work, man," I said, feeling slightly annoyed with Marks dickish demeanor. 257 Chapter 3.4 "Not at eight at night," he countered. 259 "The man's got a point," John said. "This is the first time we've been able to get you to come out since you lost your job. And we only achieved this much because numb-nuts over there threatened to bring the party to your place." 260 "How about we lay off a bit?" I suggested. "I'm here, aren't I?" 261 Drinking with my friends had lost some of its appeal. Sure, it was fun to watch Mark use cheap pick up lines on girls, and get shot down in a spectacular fashion, but my mind was still somewhere else; somewhere it had no business being. I was beginning to think that getting back to normal would be impossible, or take a lot more effort than I realized. 262 *** *** *** 263 It was nearly a month since I lost my job. I was settling in at a dead end data entry job, and I was practically paying them to let me work there. I had just gotten home when my phone rang. It was an unknown caller, and I answered quickly, hoping that it was someone that saw my resume. 264 "Hello?" I said cheerily. "This is Sean Wells." 265 "I know Jackass," a familiar voice answered back. "What the hell bro, are you screening my calls?" 266 "No!" I said, feeling guilty. "I've just been really busy. You know how it gets." 267 "For three weeks?" Krista asked. "Whatever," she sighed. "Can you come by my place? I bought some new furniture and I need your help setting it up." 268 "What happened to your old furniture?" I asked. 269 "It was old," she said as if that was all the explanation needed. "I went to IKEA and kind of splurged. Now I have boxes of stuff that needs assembling. I figured, you're a dude, you would know how to do that." 270 "I just got off work, and there's some stuff I wanted to take care of," I lied. 271 "Pleassssee!" she begged sweetly. "I won't even make you use the instructions. I just really need help, and it's not like I can call Chad anymore," she finished in a more sad, manipulative tone. 272 I was silent, trying to find a way of avoiding seeing her. 273 "Oh, come on!" she said annoyed. "Quit being a douche-bag and get over here!" 274 "Fine," I said, frustrated, but with myself more than her. It wasn't her fault all of this happened, and she didn't know what I did. As far as she knew I was just being a shitty brother for no reason. "I'll be there in a little bit." 275 "Thanks bro, you're the best!" she said before hanging up. 276 "If only you knew," I muttered, tossing my phone on the counter with a clatter. 277 *** *** *** 278 "Hey bro!" she smiled happily, a drink in her hand that smelled strongly of tequila.. "What's going on?" 279 Standing here, face to face with her again, for the first time since we had sex, it was as hard as I imagined it would be. Even fully clothed in a pair of tight denim jeans, and a white tank top, I could still see her naked. I could still remember the smell of her sex, her taste, and the feel of her warm skin against mine as we made love. She was just as stunning as I remembered on that night. It astounded me that I never noticed how gorgeous she was until I didn't know it was her. 280 "Oh..uh. Hey Kris," I stuttered, trying to focus on anything but her looks, or my memories. "Uh, not much. You know, work and stuff," I rambled. "You're in a good mood." 281 "That's what happens when things start going your way," she said. "Come in! I'll get you a drink." 282 I stepped into her apartment, and immediately noticed the large boxes scattered all around. Some were laying flat on the floor, while others where leaning against the walls. There had to be at least half a dozen all together that I could see. Krista's hips swayed enticingly as she walked into her kitchen to make me a drink, and I had to pry my eyes from her and focus on anything else. 283 "You sure bought a lot of stuff," I said carefully. 284 "I kinda got carried away," she blushed. "Let's see, a few end tables, an entertainment center, a set of book shelves, two lamps and a rug, but don't worry, you don't have to put the rug together," she quipped. 285 "How much did all of this cost?" I asked, a little worried that she might be stretching herself thin. 286 "It wasn't cheap, but I got a good deal," she shrugged. 287 "Are you sure you can afford all of this?" I asked. 288 "I got a job offer a few weeks back. They're gonna be paying me big bucks, so yeah," She smiled proudly at me as she handed me a glass. "I'm just waiting to hear back from them to see when I start. Cheers!" 289 "You bought all of this, and you haven't even started yet?" I asked, taking a sip and coughing from the strength of the tequila. 290 "I got a sort of signing bonus," she lied. "It covered most of this...and my new car. The rest I put on my credit cards." 291 "You bought a new car?" I asked, feeling this spiraling out of control. 292 "Yeah, didn't you see it outside?" She asked picking up her key chain smiling widely. "It's an Audi!" 293 "Kris, you can't be spending money like this," I told her, feeling worse than I already did. She thought she had an extremely lucrative job lined up, and because of me, she wasn't going to get it, and I couldn't tell her. "How do you know you even have this job? Did you sign papers? Do you have a start date?" 294 "No, but it's a sure thing," she assured me. 295 "Kris, nothing is a sure thing until it's in writing." 296 "Quit worrying little bro," she said. "Everything's going to be fine." 297 I felt myself drop onto her sofa, my face in my hands. I argued with her for another few minutes trying to convince her, but I got nowhere. The more I pressed, the more adamant she was that everything was perfect. She was so sure that this job was hers, and the only way I could dissuade her was to tell her something I never wanted her to have to know. 298 "Krista, I need to tell you something," I began, taking a big drink from my glass. "Can you sit down for a sec?" 299 "Yeah, what's up?" she asked, taking a seat on the other and of the couch, pulling a knee up as she faced me. 300 It took a long time for me to even begin. How was I supposed to tell her that I was the man she fucked on stage for money? Or that I knew? The silence stretched out, and I seriously contemplated just taking the job so I wouldn't have to tell her, and she wouldn't be financially screwed, but I couldn't do that to her, even if it was to help her. 301 What happened at the Fenyx was an accident. A horrible accident that neither one of us could have foreseen. We couldn't help that, and I couldn't go back to that place knowing that I would be fucking my own sister. I couldn't do that to her, no matter how much my subconscious wanted me to. 302 "You don't have that job," I told her. 303 "But they told me..." 304 "They told you what exactly?" I cut in. 305 She became rather silent for a few moments, unable to come out and tell me. While she sat there, I pulled out my wallet, and slipped out the card that Cindy gave to me. Avoiding Krista's gaze, I set the card for the Fenyx Lounge on the coffee table. I couldn't say it. I didn't know how. 306 Krista's eyes widened slightly as she saw the logo on the front, and she leaned forward to pick it up. She turned it over, and her hand came to her mouth. 307 "You!" she gasped, eyes wide. "You were...we...you and I?" full sentences failing her. 308 "Yeah," I said, my voice rasping from lack of moisture. 309 "Shit!" she said sinking back into the couch. 310 We both sat there in silence, neither of us knowing what to say. I was just about to leave when Krista broke our silence. 311 "What did you tell them?" she asked. "The Fenyx Lounge people." 312 "I didn't tell them anything," I said quietly, still unable to even look in her direction. "They don't need to know. No one needs to know, ever. I'm really sorry Kris." 313 "I mean about the job," she said, taking me by surprise. 314 "What about the job?" I asked. "There is no job. Don't you understand, they want me to...us to...you know?" 315 "Have sex?" she filled in. "You know, this might be the tequila talking, but I think I could do it." 316 "What?" I asked shocked. "You're my sister. I'm your brother!" 317 "They say everyone has their price, and I guess mine is fourteen thousand dollars a month." She said shrugging. "It's a lot of money. I could get another job and be able to retire by the time I'm thirty five. Besides, no one will know you're my brother." 318 "I can't believe you're even considering this," I said, feeling like I was dreaming. "It's a lot of money, but...Wait, you're getting fourteen? They only offered me ten." 319 "Maybe it's because I'm prettier," she smiled, cocking her head to the side. 320 "And they say women have to fight for equal wages," I muttered, feeling the ridiculousness of this. Here we were, discussing if we could actually commit incest for money, and we were talking about the wage gap. 321 "So are you going to do it with me?" She asked, causing me to shudder. 322 The way she worded that couldn't have been more apropos. 323 "I don't think so," I said, feeling something I had been fighting stirring up inside of me. 324 "Is it the money?" she asked. "Because I would pay you out of my share so you don't feel cheated. It'll be even" 325 "It's not the money," I said. 326 "Is it me?" she asked, scooting closer; so close, I could smell the subtle scent of her soap and sweat. "Am I not pretty enough?" 327 "Kris," I said pained. "I already feel bad enough." 328 "What if I told you a secret?" she asked. "What if I told you something naughty that would make you feel all better?" she blushed, biting her lip as she paused. "I knew it was you." 329 "The other night, at the Fenyx, I arrived after you I guess, and I saw your truck in the parking lot. I had this nagging feeling that you had applied too, but I brushed it off. But when my mask slipped, that look on your face, I knew it was you. And I knew that you knew it was me too." 330 "You knew?" 331 "Um hum," she nodded guiltily. 332 "Why did you give me your number then?" I asked. "Why didn't you say anything? Hell, why didn't you stop us?" 333 "You really are a dummy sometimes," she said shaking her head. "I didn't want to have to be the one to bring this up. Maybe I wanted to retain some of the innocence you see in me. And maybe I didn't want you to know what a complete perv your big sister is," she finished. 334 "Do you realize how fucked up I've been about this?" I asked. "I've felt like a complete asshole for weeks!" 335 "Awe, poor you!" she said, swinging a leg over to straddle me on the couch, sitting on my thighs. "So, what do you say? You want to fuck your big sister for a living?" 336 "Jesus, Kris!" I moaned, feeling her slide forward to grind against my Judas Boner. 337 "Come on!" she purred. "I haven't been fuck so good in ages. You'd really be doing me a favor." 338 "We really shouldn't be doing this. It's incest," I said, grabbing onto her hips to lift her off. I couldn't though. My hands wouldn't move, only hold onto her. 339 "Shouldn't?" She asked, leaning forward to whisper into my ear. "We've already done it. You made me cum so many times," she purred. "You came inside me." 340 "Fuck Kris!" I moaned. 341 "That's the idea big boy," she said licking my face, "Now take off your pants. You've got a job to do." 342 Krista climbed off the side of me and turned on her knees as she unbuttoned her jeans. She quickly pulled them down low on her thighs, leaving her perfect ass and smooth pussy on display as she bent over the arm of the sofa. 343 "Come on, bro," she said looking back at me as she let her ass sway gently from side to side. "You're not going to make your sister beg are you?" 344 I couldn't believe what was happening. My whole world was just turned upside down. I'd spent nearly the last month feeling like the worst piece of shit for sleeping with my own sister, and for not being able to stop thinking about it, wanting it. In only a few short moments I found out that she knew, even before I did, and still wanted to fuck me. 345 If her words hadn't been a clue, the shining, sticky mess coating her exposed pussy was a dead giveaway. 346 My cock ached as I stared transfixed, eager to be back into her soft wet hole. I can't, I thought, before wondering what was holding me back now. It wasn't as if she didn't know who I was. Seeing her eyes, and the way she was presenting her perfect pussy for me, told me how much she wanted it. I couldn't deny that I wanted it as well; my dreams this last month told the truth, no matter how much I had been denying it. 347 The only thing that was left was the 'incest' thing, and I was beginning to care less and less about that. 348 Only a moment had past, and Krista was still smiling back at me expectantly. Our eyes met, and a sensation flooded into me, the same feeling I had when I first saw her standing naked in front of me on that stage, desire. 349 Her smile became nervous as I stood up, but as soon as my fingers reached for my zipper it turned into one of delight. I let my brain shut off and only acted. I undid my pants, and pressed them down around my knees. I crawled back onto the couch, and lined myself up behind her. With out any pretense, I slowly slid my length into he tight pussy all the way down to the root. I gasped, and my sister sighed as I finally bottomed out inside of her. 350 Holding onto her perfect little ass, I savored the moment. She felt so tight and hot wrapped around my thick cock, and her eyes, staring back at mine, were filled with longing and lust. I almost couldn't believe I was back inside of my sister, and it felt wonderful. 351 I slowly pulled back, letting my cock slide out to the very tip, eliciting a coo from Krista, and then I pushed back in with a slow, but steady force, causing her to rock forward. 352 "I love my brother's cock!" she smiled back at me sexily. "Fuck me! Fuck your sister!" 353 Krista was getting off on this whole situation, and I couldn't deny that her words had an effect on me as well. I began plunging into her harder and harder. Part of me wanted to make sweet love to her wonderful pussy, but another part, a larger one, wanted to punish her. She had known all along, and had let me beat myself up for weeks. 354 Slamming into her harder, I reached up to her tank top, and gripped the fabric with my hands. I was running on pure sexual instinct, and those instincts wanted to see her again, all of her. Without warning, I twisted and pulled, tearing the top right down the center, and pushed the remaining scraps down her arms. Krista looked delighted, and I followed quickly after with her bra clasp, mangling the hooks as I roughly pulled them apart. 355 Reaching around her, I slid my hands up underneath her ruined top and lifted her body, allowing her shredded clothing to slide helplessly from her arms. 356 "That was so fucking hot!" she moaned as she worked her ass against me. 357 I held her body against mine, rubbing and pinching her swollen nipples as I continued to thrust into her more gently. I loved how her body molded with mine. I tilted her head back to me, and I kissed her hard. Our tongues met instantly in a battle of passion and need. 358 I felt one of her hands snake back to hold the back of my head and the other move in front of her downwards to touch herself as our bodies writhed together. Her pussy began flexing around me in a steady rhythm to her undulations, and I felt her climax begin to build. 359 My sister's lips vibrated against my own as she moaned into my mouth, slowly rising higher and higher to her peak. Finally, our kiss broke, and she gasped and cried out as she began to tremble in the throes of bliss. 360 "Oh God, don't stop!" she cried as she fell forward back onto the arm of the couch. "Don't stop!" 361 At her insistence, I didn't. But to be fair, I didn't even know if I could. I was lost in my own lust and chasing my own orgasm. 362 I started drilling into her harder and harder. I could feel her small fingers brushing against my cock as she furiously rubbed herself beneath us. Her tight little body continued to tremble, and high pitched gasps, almost inaudible, continued to escape her lips as she stretched out her powerful climax. 363 The way her pussy convulsed around me was exhilarating. I could feel my orgasm racing closer. I was now slamming my cock into her as hard as I could, my hands pressing my weight down on her back, crushing her into the arm of the sofa. 364 Each violent collision of our bodies produced a small ripple across her skin starting from her succulent ass, all the way up her back. Just the sight of it was mesmerizing, and I wanted her to feel that little wave all the way in her soul. 365 I gasped from my effort, as Kris lay silent beneath me, her body limp as she continued to tremble. 366 When I came, it was with explosive force. I thrust deep inside of my sister's tight cunt and burst, flooding her with my seed. When the final rope had left me, I collapsed onto Krista's back, holding onto her in my exhaustion. 367 It took several minutes before either of us made a sound beyond labored breathing. I heard the small muffled sound of my sister's voice. 368 "Did you say something?" I asked, shifting my weight to look down at her. 369 "Ugh!" she exclaimed. "I said get your fat ass off of me! You weigh a ton!" 370 "Sorry," I said as I quickly let myself slide backwards and off of her back. 371 I kicked my feet off the front of the couch, and sat there, naked except for the pants around my ankles. 372 "Oh my God," Krista sighed as pulled herself up off the arm of the couch and laid backwards across my lap, leaving her wonderfully perky breasts on display for me. 373 "Why the hell didn't you stop?" Krista asked, slugging me in the gut. 374 "Ow!" I exclaimed, rubbing the spot. "You told me to keep going!" 375 "I couldn't fucking breath!" she said. "They just kept coming, one after the other. It was incredible at first..." she trailed off. "Nothing like that has ever happened before." 376 "What happened?" I asked. 377 "Multiples!" she smiled as she stretched out over my lap. "Multiples of multiples!" she giggled. "Wow! How have I gone so long without that in my life?" she sighed happily. 378 A silence stretched out as Krista closed her eyes, breathing deep and relaxed. I began to feel awkward again, but not about being nearly naked with my own sister lying across me, or the fact the we had just had sex again. It was how...okay I felt. One of my hands rested on her smooth flat stomach, and the other lightly stroked her hair. I loved the little content smile on her lips, and the small subtle shifts she made to get more comfortable. I began wondering if I loved her, and I was surprised at how that didn't upset me at all. 379 "You're too quiet." she murmured sleepily. "Say something." 380 "I don't know what to say." I said honestly. 381 "How about that you will take the job," she offered. "We could both use the money." 382 "Is this all about the money?" I asked. 383 "Do you see me getting paid right now?" she asked, opening her eyes to look up at me, her head cocked cutely to the side. "I just really needed that. I've been dreaming about you ever since that night." 384 "I've had the same problem." 385 "A problem was it?" she asked. "It must have been so hard for you," she continued sarcastically. "Having incredible sex with a beautiful woman and then reliving it night after night in your dreams. Poor you!" she laughed. 386 "I loved dreaming about what we did." she confided. "To be honest, I'd never thought of you like that before. You've always just been my younger brother, and with that came a certain mindset. When I saw your truck parked outside the Fenyx, and I thought it might be you that I was there to be with, I wondered if I would even be able to go through with it. When I saw you standing across the stage from me, you're eyes glued to me, I couldn't be sure it was you and the only thing that kept me going was that the odds were to large to fathom. 387 Chapter 3.5 "You looked so incredible, your muscles and broad shoulders. When you finally got hard for me, and I saw how big you really were, I began imagining it was really you. It made me so wet!" she exclaimed, letting her hand travel down to her sodden pussy. "When I realized it was you, I came on the spot. It was so hot, being fucked by you in front of all of those people. None of them knowing that you were my own brother. God, it drove me wild!" she shivered. 389 "You're a little bit of a pervert, you know that?" I asked. 390 "You have no idea," she smiled wickedly, wiggling her body over my slowly growing erection. "If you take the job, I'll let you find out," she offered. 391 "You really want to fuck me in front of all of those strangers every month?" I asked curiously. 392 "Like you would not believe," she replied seriously. 393 I didn't know why I was hesitating. I knew what I wanted. We had opened Pandora's Box, and I never wanted to close it again. I just felt like I should've been resisting this more. I still had my own reservations about having sex in front of people, but on the other hand, no one would know it was me. I could be whoever I wanted. 394 "I'll do it," I said finally. 395 "Yay!" she exclaimed, jumping up to hug me tightly, letting her soft breasts mash into me as she showered my cheek with kisses. "You're the best brother ever!" 396 "Somehow I doubt that," I sighed. 397 "Trust me," she said seriously as she grabbed my face. "Best brother ever." 398 With a bright bounce to her movements, she hopped off of me and finally kicked off the tangle of denim still restricting her movements, and skipped into the kitchen to pour herself another drink. 399 "I suppose I should call Cindy then," I said, reaching to pull my pants back up and reach for my phone. 400 "Call her in the morning," Krista said, walking back in only her skin and a mischievous smile, holding two stiff drinks. "You've got a busy night." 401 *** *** *** 402 By the time we fell asleep in her bedroom, I could barely lift my arms. I was exhausted, worn out beyond anything I could ever remember. My sister was insatiable...and loud. I had a strong impression that Krista was going to have to move again because each and every person in her building had heard her screaming for her brother to fuck her harder. I was worried about that, but not as much as I would have been only a day before. I didn't know any of these people. They could think whatever they wanted so long as they didn't know for sure. For all they knew, Krista just liked a little role play with her boyfriend. 403 In the morning, I woke to Krista bringing me breakfast in bed. She was wearing a cute white apron and nothing else as she climbed onto the bed to lay the tray across my lap. On the plate was an omelet and toast, with my cell phone as garnish. 404 "You want me to call her right now?" I asked. "What time is it?" 405 "Noon," she said, crawling up next to me to cut my omelet and feed me a bite. "I think I might have been too hard on you last night." 406 "Maybe just a little," I said through a full mouth, savoring her cooking. I leaned forward for another bite that she had scooped onto the fork, but she stopped me. 407 "Nu uh!" she said, gesturing to the phone with her fork. "Call first!" 408 I groaned playfully as I picked up the phone, and I dialed Cindy's number. It range a few times before she finally picked up. 409 "Cindy Avery," She answered professionally. 410 "Cindy, this is Sean," I said a little nervously. "From a few weeks ago?" 411 "Ah yes!" she said. "The shy one that can't remember to keep his name to himself!" 412 "Uh, yeah. That's the one," I told her. 413 "I was thinking you weren't ever going to call," she said. "So, have you decided?" 414 "I have," I said, looking directly at my smiling sister next to me. "I'll take the job." 415 It took some time to work out the details, especially with Cindy calling my sister and I back and forth to confirm. It was a little humorous with us both sitting right next to each other. In the end, we had a schedule, and a guarantee to be paid up front before every performance. Near the end of our little game of phone tag, Krista began to get anxious and had my dick in her mouth whenever it wasn't needed to answer questions. The girl was insatiable! 416 *** *** *** 417 Nearly a week later, we were back at the Fenyx. It had only been a month since that night, but it felt like ages. My nervousness was gone, and in it's place was a thrilling excitement. 418 We were waiting for the curtain to open, and my eyes were glued to Krista across the stage from me. She had her mask on again, but I knew it was her. After this last week, I would never be able to forget her perfect naked body again. My cock stood hard and proud as I watched her twist and preen for me teasingly. 419 "You seem a lot more comfortable this time around." Cindy commented, noticing my cock. "Did you ever get to meet her face to face?" 420 "No," I lied. "I think it's best to keep the mystery." 421 The red light flashed, signaling the start of the show, and a moment later the curtains opened. I took a glance out over the crowd as I walked toward the center of the stage with purpose. I still couldn't fully see our onlookers, but it didn't really matter who they were. They would never know our little secret. 422 I climbed up onto the bed with Krista, both of us facing each other on our knees. She placed her hands on my chest, feeling me as she leaned in to kiss my neck sensually. 423 "God bro, I'm so fucking wet right now!" she purred quietly. "Fuck me like you need me!" 424 I growled as I felt her teeth clamp down hard on my neck, and I grabbed her by the waist, lifting her and spinning her as I dropped her tight little body on the mattress in front of me, her head facing the hidden crowd. The yelp that escaped from her surprise, nor the rich laughter that followed from her delight, were missed by our adoring fans. 425 I shuffled myself behind her, so I too was facing the crowd, and pressed my throbbing cock to her tight hole, teasing her. My sister loved being watched, and I think I was beginning to enjoy it as well. I wanted to force her to watch them as I made her cum. 426 Just before I let myself slip inside of my sister's warm silky center, one thought floated across my mind, I love my new job! 427 https://www.literotica.com/s/dom-delucas-dazzling-dick The two women stood side by side in the far left aisle, scanning the mostly unpopulated little auditorium, each trying to fine tune her eyesight in the sparse light. The room was just barely large enough for six or seven rows of maybe a dozen chairs each...small wooden folding chairs, each of which appeared to have survived - barely - several natural disasters of cataclysmic proportions. They appeared lucky to be able to still stand...let alone support the weight of a human body. 429 The small stage at the front of the room seemed barely able to accommodate two or three people, with tired old red curtains (that looked more brownish pink than red) pulled and tied to the sides. An old style standup microphone with coils of electrical cord curling from its base and then meandering off the right side of the stage beyond the tied curtains, was the sole occupant of the scuffed wooden stage. Between the drab, pulled back curtains, in the center of the backdrop of the stage, was a hand painted sign, about six foot square, that boldly proclaimed, "Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick - the cock with a mind of its own!" Below the bold black letters was a cartoon drawing of a broadly smiling penis wearing a graduation cap, sprouting Popeye muscles on its stick figure arms, one hand of which held a tiny sign that said "Catch me if you can!". Only the occasional stage hand - grubby and hungry looking - wandered about. 430 "I can't believe you talked me into this, Lorraine. How on Earth did you even find this place?" Penny asked, her eyes wide and her face flushed with both excitement and embarrassment. 431 "Oh, puh-leeeze, Penny," Lorraine laughed, "this is the Big Apple. You can find anything here. You of all people, a journalist, ought to know that." 432 "Journalist," Penny scoffed, "I write an itsy-bitsy entertainment column for an underground newspaper that no one even knows exists. At last count our circulation was, what? a hundred? We burn more copies than we sell." She laughed, but Lorraine knew that Penny's writing talent, though virtually unknown to the world, was a source of both pride and satisfaction for her. And her frustration at not being able to break into the big time was a constant disappointment to her. 433 "Well, Miss Entertainment," she chuckled, "when you write about this little caper, your paper is going to get a really big buzz in a hurry. In fact, by telling the...um...owner of the show, that you're a reporter, I managed to get these babies." She held up two small yellow stubs, with the words "Backstage" and "Press" on them, along with some coded numbers. Penny's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped. 434 "Are you shitting me?!! You have backstage passes to this...a sex show? And you got them by saying we're the press?! Oh, please, Lor...tell me this is all just a bad dream, and not another one of your crazy schemes." 435 "No dream, hon. After we watch Mr. Dick display his wares, we get to go backstage and get the real scoop. All up close and personal like. And if this guy is as billed, I can't wait to see his 'wares' up close and personal like." Her laugh was contagious, and Penny ended up laughing along with her, even against her own will. 436 More movement was beginning all around them. The small stage about thirty feet in front of them began to bustle with preparations. Both the women were amazed preparations were needed at all, considering the nature of the show. They looked at each other with what-preparations-could-possibly-be-needed? looks on their faces and laughed so hard they almost snorted. But one of the grubby ones tapped and performed the "testing, testing" routine on the microphone, making sure all was well. As he walked away from it, he stopped briefly to vehemently stomp on something crawling on the stage. Lorraine and Penny had no desire to know what it was. 437 As more audience members began filtering into the dimly lit auditorium to find their shaky seats, the two women slowly walked up to the front row and sat on two relatively stable chairs at the center of it. Penny was still glowing red with her embarrassment. 438 "God, I hope no one I know comes here tonight," she said. 439 "Oh, c'mon, Pen....it's just a sex show. Some guy is gonna dazzle us with his big schlong and do some tricks with it, I guess, and then we'll 'interview' him," she poked Penny in the ribs with her elbow as she said this, "after which we'll go home and put batteries in our vibrators. C'mon...lighten up. We could both use a laugh or two." 440 "I suppose you're right," Penny sighed, though she still had her doubts. Lorraine's cockeyed plans always seemed to end badly. But, what the hell, she thought...she'd watch some guy play with himself and maybe even write up the whole thing for her paper. No one would read it anyway, she thought, a heavy sigh puffing slowly from between her lips. 441 The seats were mostly full by the time the two women had traded dick jokes and discussed how they were going to "interview" Mr. Dick as they called him. They giggled like young girls as they then listened to other audience members joking and snickering, the sounds blending and blurring into a nervous murmur. 442 Then the lights dimmed to almost complete darkness. A spotlight beamed down from above, missed the microphone in the center of the stage by several feet, and was quickly adjusted to surround it. A sweaty looking, bald, fat man shambled onto the stage, wiping sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. He grabbed the microphone in an equally sweaty palm and spoke into it, tapping on it with his forefinger three times first. 443 "Ladies and gentlemen," the gravelly voice rasped, "you're about to see the most amazing thing you've ever seen...or should I say 'dazzling'?!" He laughed as he turned and looked at the sign behind him, as if he'd been clever. "You're going to meet one Dominick DeLuca, a personal friend of mine, who's going to show you something that will astound you, amaze you....make the men envious, and the women swoon." He paused for effect, peering into the darkness of the audience. Not being able to see the faces to ascertain their responses, he continued his spiel. 444 "Mr. DeLuca, my friend, has been given a gift. He has been given a....excuse me, ladies...a cock that can do amazing," again he corrected himself, "I mean, dazzling things. You'll find yourselves wondering it it's real. I assure you, it is. You'll be amazed. You'll be filled with awe and wonder. Ladies...you'll want to take Mr. DeLuca home with you. Gentleman...you'll feel inadequate with your wives and lovers tonight, so maybe you shouldn't look too closely." Here, he laughed a snickering laugh, and his belly jiggled like rippling water. "But," he continued, "not one of you will leave here the same as you came in tonight. Every one of you will be...heh heh heh...touched in some way by my friend's...gift. You'll never again look at another penis without thinking of Mr. DeLuca's unbelievable...uh.....member. You can take my word for that! And now", he concluded, "without further ado....ladies and gentlemen...meet Mr. Dom DeLuca and his Dazzling Dick!!" 445 The little fat man waved his arm dramatically to his right, a sweat stain under his arm bellowing its presence in the glare of the spotlight. From behind the pulled back curtain, a well built man of about thirty years slowly walked onto the stage. He wore only red boxing trunks with two white stripes along each hip, and white and black sneakers, sans socks, brand indiscernible. 446 As he walked to the microphone, Lorraine and Penny stared...and almost drooled. He was a handsome man, with a strong, muscular chest and washboard abs. His arms were solid, piledriving machines, as were his thighs, which had the most well defined muscles either woman had ever seen. As her eyes took this all in, Penny's mind clicked and whirred, creating a slightly taller version of Rocky Balboa. In fact, he did indeed look like a boxer, and even facially resembled the cinematic pugilist. Even his face, when Penny was able to take her eyes off his chest, looked like it should be yelling, "Yo, Adrien!" No doubt, the boxing shorts were a hook to take advantage of that very resemblance. 447 With their tongues hanging out, Lorraine and Penny heard Dominick speak...and that was where the resemblance ended. Gone was the slack-lipped, unintelligible slurring of the movie character. This man sounded very educated. And the two lolling tongues hung that much lower. 448 "Uh....hello, everyone," the deep, resonant voice said, "I'm Dom DeLuca. I'm thirty-five years old and I try very hard to keep myself in shape. I was born and raised right here in good ol' New York City, though I've thankfully escaped the 'Noo Yawk' accent that so many folks around us seem to have. I'm single and would like... 449 " He was interrupted by the fat man, who yelled in a failed whisper to him, "Get on with the show, Dom...we have another set to do in ninety minutes!" 450 "Oh...yeah....the show," Dom said with a smile, "Sorry, Lenny. Okay...yeah....well, you're all here to see why my....um....sorry, ladies....why my dick is called 'dazzling'. Well, you see, I learned way back in my teens that my...dick...had, well...talents. I mean, other than the usual, you know...pleasing the ladies." He actually blushed! Lorraine and Penny, and probably most of the women in the room, were falling in love! And not one of them really cared what his dick's talents were....though they were curious. 451 "Well, it's like this," the Rocky lookalike continued, "it's not that my dick has a brain of its own or anything, but I can make it do things. Actually, almost anything I want to. I can make it grow or shrink a lot faster than the normal erection process or...um...deflating time a man usually experiences. I can make it shoot up to full proportions in no time at all, or make it...um....shrink at the same speed. That last one comes in handy if I'm turned on in an embarrassing situation, that's for sure! Anyway, I can also make it pulse, throb, actually expand or contract in either length or thickness, make it vibrate, rotate or even bend in the middle. To make a long story short," he stopped to laugh at the unintended pun, "I can make my dick do almost anything I want it to. And, that's about it, really." He looked to his right, obviously turning things back over to the sweaty Lenny. 452 On cue, Lenny came shuffling out to center stage. Dom handed him the microphone and stepped back a few steps. 453 "Now, ladies and gentlemen...you're going to get to see Dom's Dazzling Dick in operation. You won't believe your eyes." He winked and added, "But you ladies are gonna get horny as hell watchin' this. So try to keep yourselves from getting too worked up, okay?" He laughed and again waved his arm, this time his left arm showing a sweat stain under it. 454 Moving back a step or two, Lenny said sharply into the microphone that drowned in his sweaty palm, "Ladies and gentlemen....Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick!!" 455 Dom pulled outward on the elastic waistband of his trunks. With rehearsed slowness, he tantalizingly lowered them down to his ankles, his bent upper body momentarily obscuring the view of his groin. As he stood up, he placed his hands over his crotch, again prolonging the anticipation of the crowd. Then, standing completely straight, he raised both hands quickly, with a flourish...and his dazzling equipment was finally revealed. 456 "Oh....my.....God," Lorraine exclaimed, "I don't care if it can do anything....I love it. That is the most beautiful dangly I have ever seen." When she looked over at Penny, she saw wide eyes and a gaping mouth...and she wasn't sure if Penny was breathing. Obviously, Penny's assessment of Dom's manhood was the same as her own. 457 "It's gorgeous," Penny sighed, "Oh....Lorraine, I want that. I want that now!" 458 Lorraine laughed out loud. "Well,stand in line, honey. I'll bet that dangly has a list of admirers a yard long. Ol' Dom there probably has a girlfriend on every block." 459 "I don't care," Penny repeated, "I want THAT dangly all for myself." 460 It was a formidable hunk of sausage. Dom put his arms around his back, resting his hands somewhere in the area of his tailbone. As he'd done at previous shows, he thrust his hips slightly forward, affording the audience the absolute best view of the true magnificence of his penis. These were jaded New Yorkers looking at his cock, yet every one of them was in awe. As Lenny had said, the men were envious, and the women were fanning themselves. 461 That fine specimen of manhood, though primarily flaccid (having strangers gawping at it did have the effect of giving it a tiny bit of twitching growth, but only a tiny bit), was a good half a foot in length. It was firm and proud, already nicely thick in circumference....fat and juicy. Apparently sporting an abundance of wrinkles, the potential for substantial growth was nothing short of boggling. To Lorraine and Penny, that succulent member looked like a beefy stick of tasty pepperoni. Lots of lipsticked lips were being licked in the audience. 462 Standing almost directly alongside Dom, sweaty Lenny nodded his approval of the "oooh"s and "aaah"s coming from the crowd. He'd heard them before, at previous shows. Dom just stood there, a little sheepishly, as everyone in the room stared at his penis. You could see he was proud of it, but he seemed shy and not the least bit "cocky" about his admirable possession. 463 After adequate time had lapsed for everyone to admire God's fine achievement dangling between Dom's muscular thighs, Lenny again tossed sweaty breath at the microphone. 464 "You see, ladies? Was Lenny right or what? Isn't that the most delicious hunk of meat you've ever seen?" Dom looked over at him, as if he'd said something distasteful. The sad look in Dom's eyes, coupled with his boxer-like resemblance to Rocky, made Penny once again expect to hear "Yo, Adriannnnn!," come bellowing from the puppy eyed owner of the impressive schlong. 465 "And now," sweaty continued, "one of you ladies is going to get an extra special treat. One lady will get to come right up here on stage and experience Dom's dazzling dick up close and personal. Just so no one thinks this is all a trick, one lucky lady will get to touch it...make sure it's real...and make sure there are no tricks when this amazing piece of male flesh shows you all what it can do. We're going to ask for a volunteer to come up here and......heh heh heh....play with my friend's amazing...er, dazzling...dick. Now, don't fight over it, ladies...you'll all get to watch. But only one lucky lass will get to feel this awesome hunk of male pulchritudieness." Dom looked over at him again, this time as if her were a total moron. Lenny continued, oblivious to that look. "So, what lady would like to come up here and make sure we're not scamming everyone? What lady would like her hands on.....that?" He waved his hand, palm up, in the direction of Dom's dangling muscle. 466 The men in the audience - those who weren't gay or alone - had firm grips on their women's hands, not letting them even attempt to raise them. There was a lot of giggling in the audience. Some unaccompanied women wanted to raise their hands, but just couldn't bring themselves to, and berated themselves for that cowardice. And surely, there was a man or two who might have offered, if not for the public humiliation of it. So, the crowd murmured and chuckled, but no hands were raised. 467 Lorraine looked over at Penny and got the most wicked idea. Seeing that Penny was totally mesmerized by what was boldly being displayed between Dom's legs, she knew that she wouldn't be stopped until it was way too late. Leaning over slightly, she reached her hand behind Penny, between her back and the back of the splintering, rickety chair. She moved her hand slowly downward. When it had reached the area just above Penney's behind, she thrust it quickly forward and down, fingers grabbing a copious portion of butt cheek and pinching hard. Penny squealed and rocketed upward, her hand immediately reaching back to discover the cause of her pain. She stood there rubbing her bottom, dazed and bewildered, as the rest of the audience cheered. 468 "Excellent! We have our volunteer!" exclaimed the ever moist Lenny into the cringing microphone. "Let's all give a big round of applause for....what's your name, honey?" 469 Penny was confused at first, then extremely pissed. Her head whirled around toward Lorraine, who was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. Penny's round, surprised orbs became angry slits, glaring hotly at her turncoat friend. Before a string of extremely foul words could shoot from Penny's mouth to Lorraine's ears, Lenny's microphone-enhanced voice once again permeated the room. 470 "C'mon up here, doll," Lenny continued, "and tell us your name. You're a very brave and courageous lady, and we want everyone to know your name." 471 All eyes were on Penny. Lorraine's raucous laughter had ebbed to a tiny giggle. "Go on," she said to Penny in a much too loud whisper, "go feel Dom's dangly. What the hell, live a little. Don't be such a chicken-shit all your life." In just that tiny moment of time, the gauntlet had been tossed. 472 The glaring eyes continued to bore into Lorraine for a few seconds more, but then they took on the demeanor of stern resolve. The confused, angry, embarrassed look on Penny's face was slowly replaced by a defiant one. And then the pursed lips even curled into a grin. That grin evolved from a slightly amused grin, to a downright wicked one. Penny stood up straight and put her hands on her hips, smiling down at her traitorous friend. 473 "Okay, smartass...we'll see who's chicken-shit. I'm going to go up there and feel up Dom's dazzling dangly. And while I'm playing with that gorgeous cock, you can just sit here and wish it was you up there. Oh, but don't worry, oh friend of mine, I'll be sure to tell you in detail what that succulent sausage felt like. If you're really nice to me, maybe afterwards I'll let you kiss my hand to get a tiny taste of it." 474 With that, Penny turned and faced the stage, sweaty Lenny and the owner of the dazzling dangler. Even though she was embarrassed beyond words, she meant to show Lorraine that she was willing to go through with this. "Chicken shit," indeed! She'd show her...if only her wobbly legs could keep her upright, that is. 475 Despite those shaky legs, Penny strode purposefully to the stage, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, but finding it difficult not to look down at dangleville. When she stepped up onto the stage, Lenny immediately met her, holding his hand out to welcome her. "You gonna tell us your name, sweet thing, or do we have to guess? Y'know, Dom's dick doesn't speak or guess names, so you're gonna hafta tell us." He gripped her hand wetly as he ushered her to the microphone. Dom just stood there and smiled at her. 476 Penny noticed immediately the sweatiness of Lenny's palm, but ignored it, trying not to let the distaste register on her face. "Um...hello, everyone," she said, "I'm.....my name's Penny. Um...hi." Her calm facade was belied by her obviously nervous, somewhat rambling introduction, but no one seemed to notice, least of all Lorraine, who never thought Penny would have the nerve to go through with it. She actually admired her guts. And then there was that nagging twinge of envy, as well. 477 Lenny grabbed Penny's hand and shook it in the time honored tradition of civilized greeting. Somehow, it felt fake, rehearsed...and indeed it was. It was all part of the show, which Penny was to find out only seconds later. It was the age old setup. After shaking hands with Lenny, Penny assumed the natural thing to do was shake hands with Dom. Innocently, she turned toward him and extended her hand. He turned toward her and smiled pleasantly... but kept his hands firmly behind his back, his hips still thrust slightly forward. Penny felt uncomfortable with her hand outstretched like that, and Dom apparently ignoring, or worse yet, snubbing her. 478 Chapter 4.2 Then the joke was played out. Lenny's mock reproach blared from the crackling speakers, "Now, Dom, don't be rude. Shake hands with this fine lady." He could barely contain himself, knowing what was coming. 480 Still innocent, but somewhat suspicious, Penny again offered her hand, her eyes narrowing with mild distrust. She still didn't fully realize that this was all part of the act. In another instant, this was made clear to her. Still smiling broadly, Dom took a single step toward her, his hands still behind him, and said, "Sure, Penny...shake." 481 Dom's six inch sausage rose as quickly as a man would raise his arm to shake hands with another. It instantly grew from six to thirteen or fourteen thick, solid inches. It plumped like a yeast-filled hot dog bloating on a grill. Over a foot long and still slowly extending, it seemed to aim itself directly at Penny's outstretched hand. Dom took another step forward. His penis was so hard and steady that it barely bobbed at all as he positioned it directly in front of Penny's hand. He repeated, "Shake." 482 The crowd roared. Lorraine had tears of unrestrained laughter in her eyes. People were laughing so hard they were coughing and choking. But Penny refused to balk. This had become a matter of pride for her now. She would not let Lorraine's joke lead her to be the butt of still another joke. She would show them all that she wasn't a chicken-shit...at least not any more. In her mind, they'd all just messed with the wrong lady. 483 With firm resolve etched on her face, Penny's hand moved the last few inches toward that penile greeting. She chose not to look down at that long, thick offering, but rather directly into Dom's eyes, as her fingers prepared to circle the fattened prize. But, as her hand neared it, it dodged quickly to one side. Since she was still peering fearlessly into Dom's eyes, she only noticed this because her fingers grabbed nothing but air. When she looked down, she could almost see the smiley face from the cartoon drawing plastered on the head of that dancing cock. It stopped for a second, then quickly bolted to the other side. With her head still bent downward, Penny's eyes rolled up, looking at Dom. He was grinning from ear to ear. Still he said nothing. 484 Penny continued to stare into Dom's smug eyes. He apparently thought that she'd been lulled into inaction by his amazing piece. But she was the one doing the lulling. With the speed of a cobra, Penny's hand dashed to her right, snagging the elusive penis in mid swing. She grasped it firmly and whispered so quietly that only Dom could hear her, "Gotcha!" Then, standing straight and tall, pride almost oozing from her, Penny gripped that swollen shaft firmly and shook it up down several times. Dom's look changed from smug to impressed as Penny completed her greeting. 485 "Hello, Dom...I'm Penny. Nice to meet you," she said calmly, to the obvious approval of the hooting, cheering audience. 486 Dom not only smiled his approval of Penny's moxey, but Penny could swear she saw him nodding his head as well. It was such a slight movement that only she could've noticed it, but up close like that she knew... the nod had definitely been given, and received. A kind of mutual respect had been born in the instant of Penny's lightning fast capture of his dazzling magic wand. They smiled broadly at one another, and more than just respect was germinating. Penny loosened her hold on his penis, but before letting go of it completely, she allowed her fingertips to oh so gently glide along the underside of the shaft to the head, then continue over it until they slipped over the tiny slit and ultimately off of him. Dom's eyes widened with surprise - and not a little interest. HIs smile broadened considerably. 487 "All right, then," the sweaty one bellowed into the microphone, "we have our lucky lady. Give the lady a round of applause. That's quite a 'hand'shake she has there!" He laughed, and so did just about everyone in the audience. Lorraine laughed hardest, but when she was done laughing, she sighed. She was sorely wishing it had been Penny who had pinched her bottom. 488 "Now, Penny," Lenny said loudly, his hand once again producing a handkerchief to banish beads of sweat from his forehead, "feel free to examine that dazzling instrument any way you choose. Prove to yourself, and everyone here, that that incredible dick is real. Go ahead, now...examine it closely." 489 Penny looked at Lenny. Her eyes got wide for a split second, not believing what she'd just heard. But then, she looked at Dom's face. He was smiling, even biting his lip to keep from...what? From laughing? From saying something? In the long run, it didn't matter to Penny. She was determined to play this to the hilt now. She looked again at Lenny and questioned, "Examine it closely? How closely?" There was a noticeable gleam in her pretty green eyes that piqued Dom's interest. 490 "As closely as it takes," he replied with a grin that bared every yellow tooth in his head, "You do whatever you have to do to assure yourself that that dick is a real flesh and blood dick, and not some stage trick." 491 "Really? My, this could be fun," Penny replied. First she looked into Dom's eyes. They twinkled a gorgeous pale blue. They seemed to be giving her permission to do whatever she felt like doing. Then she turned her head and looked into the darkness for Lorraine. She could barely make her out, but could see that she was squirming in her seat. Good, she thought, before I'm done I'm going to have Lorraine drooling all over herself, and maybe even getting herself all wet in other places, too. To that effect, she gave the shadowy Lorraine a thoroughly wicked grin. She kept looking in Lorraine's direction even when her hand reached out and began slowly and gently stroking Dom's cock. 492 The microphone, still in Lenny's sweaty paw, was too far away to capture Dom's sigh... but it registered clearly on Penny's eardrums. "Well, then," she said, again looking directly into Dom's eyes, "let's just check this dazzling dick out and see how real it actually is, shall we?" Dom again bit his lip. It was clear from his expression that he was enjoying this immensely. And the just beginning wetness in Penny's panties was a strong indicator of her enjoyment as well. She was amazed by her own boldness, but she very much liked it. Maybe, just maybe, she could dump her old "chicken-shit" persona and replace it with this new, confident personality. And have a whole lot of fun in the process. 493 "Hmm...it sure feels like real skin," she said as she stroked the shaft lightly. Then she squeezed it, section by section, from the base all the way to the head. Reaching the head, she gently probed it with her fingers. "Sure feels like real muscle, too," she said, cocking her head to one side and smiling at Dom. 494 In the audience, there was a slight commotion as a woman fainted and was being brought round by a few members of the crowd. Lenny quickly spat into the microphone, "It's all right, ladies and gentlemen... happens all the time. She'll be fine." Two of the show's grubby assistants rushed over to be certain that his prediction came true. They hastened to revive the woman quickly so that the show could continue at it's scheduled pace. 495 Penny used the disruption to move close to Dom and whisper to him. "Nice cock," she heard herself say, to her own surprise, adding with a deep sigh, "very nice." He smiled back at her and said, "Thanks, you have great hands." Now, it was Penny's turn to bite her lip. The woman in the audience regained her composure and Penny moved back to her examination of Dom's rigid member. 496 Penny was thoroughly enjoying her apparent position of power. Since it was a sex show, and Lenny evidently wanted all the onlookers to go home satisfied, she'd been given Carte Blanche to do just about anything she pleased. The way she saw it, the bolder and more explicit she got, the better the show would be, and the happier the sweating Lenny would be. A good show meant good word of mouth and great ticket sales. With that in mind, Penny decided that a show is what everyone would get. 497 "All right, now, Dazzling Dom," she said with a scarcely hidden smirk, "before we see what tricks your impressive dick can do, I think I owe it to your audience here to make sure there are no hidden motors or power sources. Don't you agree?" Dom almost laughed out lout, but kept himself in check. He looked at Penny and said simply, "Sure...I've got nothing to hide. Go for it." 498 With her eyes still burrowing into Dom's, Penny slipped her hand down below his penis, sliding it back between his legs. When her fingertips found his sack, she stroked it lightly at first, watching his eyes. She kept watching those eyes as her fingers probed his testicles, playing gently. His lip biting was definitely not from humor anymore. She cupped his scrotum in her hand and squeezed softly, fondling his sack, rolling his testicles in her palm. She could see his breathing getting more rapid. He was fighting to retain his composure. But she was enjoying Dom's genitals very much and took her sweet time fondling them. In fact, while she continued to roll his soft cargo in her palm, her other hand reached up, ostensibly to move his penis to the side. However, once it had been moved aside, she allowed her hand to maintain it's hold on it, and covertly indulged herself by gently fondling it with thumb and fingers. Dom began to sigh again, but, still grinning, said nothing. 499 Penny wondered just how long both he and Lenny would allow her to play. She suspected Dom would allow it for quite some time, but Lenny was the businessman, and had a timetable to keep. So, before reluctantly ending her fun, she briefly basked in a moment of spite. She turned to look toward Lorraine again and moved to the side a bit, so the jealous Lorraine could watch her freely - and fully - fondling this lovely man's cock and balls. Penny closed her eyes for a moment, and could almost imagine Lorraine's envious sighs. Not wanting the show to end too abruptly, however, Penny then slowly released Dom's jewels. 500 "Well," she said in a faked clinical tone, "I can't find any motors or pulleys." The audience hooted again. Dom sighed a sigh of relief. Penny was beginning not only to enjoy her free reign on stage, but also the cheers of the audience. A new side of her personality was definitely coming out, and it made her literally tingle with satisfaction. 501 "Now I want to see what dazzling things that admittedly impressive dick can do... so I can judge for myself if they're fake or not." She said this to both Dom and Lenny, looking from one to the other. Lenny was in charge, obviously, but some hidden, evil part of her also wanted Dom to know that she wasn't through with him just yet. 502 "In fact," she added, "it seems Mr.DeLuca was rather excited by my examination. He appears nicely erect. He stated earlier that he could 'deflate' himself quickly under certain circumstances. I'd like proof of that. I'd like to see him deflate this nice, hard erection exactly the way he claimed he can." 503 Dom, relieved that his genital examination was over, and eager to get back to the kind of show he was used to, didn't wait for Lenny's approval or direction. His face became a mask of concentration, reddening, as his eyes squeezed shut with the exertion. And just as quickly as that, his engorged, almost throbbing member sagged, returning to its original wrinkled, six inch state. The crowd was impressed, but Penny couldn't resist making a private comment to Dom. 504 Nonchalantly moving next to him again, Penny whispered, "Hmm...seems it takes a lot of hard work and concentration to deflate your dazzler, hon." Her smile was mischievous. 505 Dom cocked his head to one side and smiled, not yielding an inch, "Must've been more turned on than usual. Like I said, you have great hands." Again they grinned at each other, and when Penny's position blocked the view of the audience, Dom even winked at her. Penny was now developing a nagging itch directly between her thighs, and it seemed Dom was aware of that fact as much as Penny was. But Penny took satisfaction in seeing the dribbles of sweat on Dom's forehead... knowing full well they weren't from the heat of the spotlight. 506 "Well," Penny said more loudly, "I guess Mr. DeLuca is a man of his word. He can deflate at will. But I think women are much more interested in how quickly he can inflate, as he did when we... 'shook hands'." The women in the audience laughed, and more than a few applauded that sentiment. 507 Lenny began to say something, but found himself cut off by the overzealous Penny. "Now, Mr.DeLuca, how about showing us some of those other tricks your dazzling dick can do? C'mon, hon....dazzle us." The look in his eyes now was that of a man accepting a challenge. Penny stepped aside, backing away a few paces, wanting to see the show as thoroughly as possible. 508 Dom, relieved to again be acting out his rehearsed script, stepped forward. He waited for Lenny to slide the microphone over to him and then began his act. Penny watched very closely, as did every female in the building. 509 Dom went through his entire repertoire. He made his penis stretch out, inflate, become thick, long and firm. He enlarged every possible dimension of it. He even kept the shaft relatively unchanging while inflating only the head. On mental command, his penis rotated at the base, in such a way that the head moved in a wide circle several inches away. He made it loop and draw a figure eight. He "drew" wavy lines with it, smiling the entire time. 510 Not being able to resist making the comment, Penny quipped, "Well, I guess Mr. DeLuca could write his name in the snow without even holding onto his... pen!" The crowd loved it, and roared their approval. 511 "Wait!" Penny said suddenly. She had come up with a positively wicked idea, a ploy to have more fun with the delicious Mr. DeLuca. Hell, she thought, two can play this trickery game of theirs. Besides, what she planned would drive Lorraine absolutely insane. "I'm not sure I buy this," she lied, "I suspect some hidden cables or wires might be involved here." Lenny looked offended, as if he'd been personally insulted. Dom knew better. He had already figured out that Penny had a trick of her own up her sleeve. 512 "I think further investigation is needed here," Penny continued, "I need to check this out." Keying on the onlookers' support up to this point, she added, "And I think the audience would agree, no?" She looked to the crowd for support, and got it immediately. Lenny and Dom - and even the show itself - were now at her mercy. 513 With a Cheshire cat grin literally obliterating her face, she circled around behind Dom. She walked up close to him, so close that he could feel her breath on the back of his neck. From this perfect vantage point, Penny looked down and admired his firm, sculpted buttocks. She grinned wickedly. When her slim but strong fingers grabbed his cheeks, he only flinched a tiny bit. He, too, grinned from ear to ear. Penny kneaded and fondled his fine ass at will. She got as close to him as possible, her excited nipples brushing up against his naked back, as her hands roamed and savored those perfect cheeks. She got lost in fondling his firm butt for a minute or two, and then finally realized she wouldn't be able to carry out the scam too much longer. Amazed yet again at her constantly growing brazenness, she started to release his buns when she heard him whisper, "Having a good time?" She smiled, but before replying, she reached around him with one hand and slipped it again under his sack. Again she copped a feel of his balls and cock, this time under the guise of searching for some hidden device, all the while continuing to squeeze first one cheek, then the other. She jiggled his sack and stroked his shaft a few times before setting them free. His buttocks she tried also to jiggle, but they were so firm that they shook only a tiny bit...so she settled for rubbing them softly. Still...what delicious fun she was having! 514 "Mmm....yes, I sure am having fun," she whispered back, "Wonderful buns, hon. I could fondle these all day." 515 "I'll make note of that," he replied, the comment broken a bit as he swallowed hard, "and maybe we could continue this later, in private? But, I know Lenny, hon...and right now, I'll bet he's getting ready to toss your pretty ass off the stage." 516 His comment about continuing things later made her heart skip a beat. She couldn't believe what she was doing, what she HAD been doing all along tonight... but she was giddy with the excitement of it all. And the thought of enjoying this succulent man in private was turning the pool between her legs into a raging river, complete with a waterfall and roaring rapids. It was with much regret that she slowly stopped pawing his ass. 517 "Well," she said, in a loud, but lust-cracked voice, "I guess I was wrong. There don't seem to be any hidden pulleys or gears involved in Mr. DeLuca's... um... 'talents'. I apologize, Mr. DeLuca. Please continue your demonstration." 518 As she stepped away from him and returned to a position alongside him, her face was flushed and her legs had become shaky again. She needed Dom's penis demonstration as a chance to compose herself. As she waited for the show to continue, she glanced down at Lorraine. Even in the dimness she could see her knowing grin. 519 The "talent" show continued. Dom made his penis dart quickly from side to side, then up and down. Penny was reminded of - as was the crowd - her initial attempt to capture that elusive dong to "shake hands" with it. Next, Dom made it throb like a silently pounding drum...Penny could see it pulse, much the same as an ordinary cock, but quite a bit more pronounced. The way that he could bend it in the center without touching it was also displayed, thought in truth it only bent a tiny amount. Still, impressive. Next was the length demonstration. With little effort at all, Dom made his penis grow longer and longer. He stood sideways on the stage so everyone could see it clearly. With a smile on his face, he showed the crowd how he could make it grow from six, to eight, to ten, twelve, even fourteen inches. 520 "Hmm," Penny noted aloud, and with boisterous glee, "a size to fit any woman." There was no laughter or applause, just a sigh from every woman in the room. 521 The "tricks" his penis could do from this point on required more concentration and effort on Dom's part. With his eyes closed and his lips pursed, he made his shaft undulate, like ripples in a pond. Up and down the shaft they went, making the entire marvel bob up and down like a lonely piece of driftwood slowly riding the ripples to shore. It was mesmerizing to watch. 522 What happened next caused Penny's eyes to once again widen in awe. Seconds after Dom stopped the mesmerizing undulations, Penny thought her eyes had begun to fail her. Suddenly, it seemed as if Dom's cock was blurred... like it had lost all detail. And then she realized the truth of it. Dom was actually making his formidable piece vibrate! The look on his face was of total concentration, his teeth biting on his lower lip. 523 Penny stared in wonder as that lovely glans vibrated so smoothly as to have all its delicious details blurred by the activity. Then the unbelievable occurred. The minute, but rapid and constant movement of that vibrating cock increased... to the point where it not only blurred to the sight, but began to move the air around it and actually produce sound waves. His cock began to hum! The sound was low and soft, but there nonetheless. 524 Penny could not believe her ears, so, without the least bit of embarrassment or hesitation, she got down on her knees and leaned toward the sound. She nearly squealed with incredulous delight, but put her hand over her mouth just in time to stifle the escaping giggle. Dom's talented penis actually sounded like a vibrator that someone had covered with a pillow. The wet spot that had begun so daintily in her panties and had since grown into a raging flood, was now at tidal wave proportions and threatening to engulf her entire body . Dom started to sweat bullets when he finally looked down and saw her on her knees between his legs. From past experience, he was certain she was about to take more liberties with him... and a part of him almost hoped for just that. He smiled through clenched teeth at the thought. 525 Chapter 4.3 At first, Penny had just leaned in and listened, an amazed look on her face...and then she boldly grasped that vibrating dick. Not even the slightest bit of thought involved... just pure, unthinking action. Sure enough, the vibrations were real. In her zeal to have the rest of the audience hear the sound, Penny scrambled to her feet and ran over to steal the microphone from Lenny's moist fingers. She held it next to Dom's vibrating cock so everyone could hear. At first there was a shocked murmur, and then every human being in the room, except Lenny, applauded and cheered. More women swooned... and maybe even a couple of men. Lorraine was kicking herself for not volunteering herself earlier. Her little butt-pinching joke had certainly backfired. What fun she could be having with that amazing...dazzling...dick right now. But, as a friend, she liked seeing what was happening to Penny. She was definitely coming out of her shell... shockingly so. With a smile, she wryly wondered if she'd somehow created a Frankenstein monster. Now cheering her friend on, Lorraine thought happily that if she had indeed created a monster, she was damn proud of her handiwork. 527 Lorraine marveled at her creation. Usually shy and reserved, Penny was now up on a stage in a sex show, boldly fondling and teasing a scrumptious sex god of a man, acting as if she'd rehearsed all her life for the part. Lorraine couldn't be happier for her, but the twinge of envy she was feeling wasn't just in her heart and mind...it was between her legs as well. 528 Penny was still feeling Dom's vibrating penis, and moving the microphone along its length to capture the soft hum. Dom seemed to have gotten a rhythm going, having become able to keep his shaft vibrating without so much intense concentration. But, even so, it was once again difficult for him to concentrate with Penny on her knees touching his humming manhood. His eyes shut, grimacing concentration look was replaced by a "here we go again," lip-biting smile. It had become the most fun he'd had doing this show in quite some time. But, oh, how he had to hold back. 529 When she'd had enough of listing to cock music, Penny stood up, sighing, and once again moved close to Dom. "Wow," she whispered, "that's one talented chubby you have there, Mr.DeLuca." 530 "Thank you," he whispered in return, "but I thought we were past the Mr.DeLuca stage. Please, call me Dom, Penny. And if you'd like your own private humming demonstration sometime, let me know." 531 Penny grinned from ear to ear and asked, "Are you propositioning me, Mr. Dazzling Dick?" 532 Dom laughed out loud, causing the crowd to murmur questioningly. He looked Penny right in the eye and answered bluntly, "You bet I am, hon. You are not only very attractive, but you have a very open, exploring nature about you. I think we could have tons of fun together." 533 Penny was about to reply when the sweaty one, obviously getting impatient about things, tried once again to regain control of the show. "All right now," he bellowed, "I think our friend Dominick here has proven all that we've claimed from the start. And the lovely Penny has most certainly not found any gadgets or gimmicks of any kind that are the cause of or an enhancement to Mr. DeLuca's formidable talents. And, my, she certainly has searched for them, hasn't she?" His dirty laugh was echoed by the entire audience. Penny and Dom both blushed, but their eyes, locked and twinkling, showed definite interest in possible future dalliances together. Both smiled broadly and looked one another over hopefully. 534 "Well, ladies and gentlemen, there you have it. The most dazzling piece of human anatomy ever created by the Almighty. You saw it with your very own eyes. You even heard it when the lovely Miss Penny there held the microphone up to that extraordinary penis. Could you possibly doubt the accuracy of the title of this show? Yes, indeed, ladies and gentlemen...you've seen for yourself Dom DeLuca's Dazzling Dick! Go and tell your friends what you've seen and let them come and see for themselves. They'll thank you for sending them to this most amazing show. Thank you for attending our show and have a safe and happy trip home." 535 Amidst murmurs and laughter, the crowd slowly abandoned their rickety chairs and began to file out the double doors. As the shuffling began, however, Lenny hastened to add, "Oh...and those of you with press passes or backstage passes, please meet our stage hands at the side of the auditorium and they'll escort you backstage to meet the dazzling one himself. There will be some coffee and refreshments in Mr. DeLuca's dressing room while you're allowed to interview him. But, please remember, we have another show in about forty-five minutes. Thank you...and again, thanks for coming." 536 Lenny shuffled offstage, leaving the microphone, still drenched in his sweat, cradled in its base. He never even looked back at his "friend" Dominick DeLuca, who was pulling up his Rocky shorts to modestly cover his dazzling member. Penny hadn't been given any instructions to either leave the stage or remain, so she stood alongside Dom as he lifted his striped shorts up, letting his penis shrink back to normal before confining it within that shiny red material. Penny simply stood there and watched, somewhat saddened to see that magnificent tool hidden away. 537 When he'd gotten his shorts all the way up, Dom looked over at Penny, and said with a smirk, "Oh, I'm sorry, did you want to help me pull up my shorts?" 538 "Oh, very funny, Dom," she replied with a grin of her own, "not only do you have a talented dong, but you're obviously a comedian as well." 539 Before he could reply, two stage hands scurried over to them, one of whom touched Penny's arm to get her attention. When she looked at him, he said, "Sorry, miss...you have to leave now." Looking at his fellow stage hand, he stated, "I can handle this, Bob. You wanna take care of the lights?" Bob gave a friendly salute and sauntered off. 540 It was at that point that Lorraine reentered the picture, coming up on stage brandishing the press/backstage passes. She walked directly up to the stage hand and waved them under his nose as if his nose needed fanning. His eyes got wide and tried to focus on the rapidly moving stubs. Finally, his hand caught the motion blurred tickets and he was able to focus on them. 541 "Oh," he said, "press. Okay, well, then, stay with me for a minute. After Mr. DeLuca goes to his dressing room and has a chance to get comfortable, I'll take you back and you can join him there." He looked at Dom and asked politely, "Mr. DeLuca...will five minutes be okay?" 542 "Sure, Herm, five minutes is fine." He turned to leave, but then stopped and looked back. With a smile that showed perfect teeth, he said to Herm, "But watch out for that one," - indicating Penny - "she has a pair of roving hands." He winked at Penny, then turned and headed backstage. Lorraine had gotten wet just looking at that handsome smile. 543 "Okay, ladies," Herm said, "we'll head back in just a few minutes." He looked around. "Guess you're the only backstage passes on this set. Lucky you, ladies...you'll have Mr. DeLuca all to yourselves." His smile was friendly, with no hint of suggestion. It was Lorraine and Penny whose minds were racing. 544 After a few minutes, the overhead spotlight clicked off, leaving the room in dim light, most of which filtered through the curtains from backstage. Herm said congenially, "Okay, guess that's our cue to head backstage. Come on with me, ladies." His pace was jaunty. He lternately hummed and whistled tunes that neither Lorraine nor Penny remotely recognized. A friendly little man just doing his job as jovially as he could. 545 Several winding, turning hallways later, Herm stopped in front of a door. The two women almost laughed at the star on the face of it. Herm knocked loudly three times, shouting, "Mr. DeLuca....the two press ladies to see you. Are you ready for them?" A muffled reply that apparently only Herm understood came from within. "He's ready for you, ladies," the kindly stage hand said, adding quickly, "But, please, ladies, we can only give you about fifteen minutes of Mr. DeLuca's time. He does have another show to prepare for." With that, the happy Herm sauntered off to perform other stage hand duties. 546 "Prepare for?" Lorraine couldn't help asking bemusedly, "What's he got to do, recharge his cock's battery or something?" The two nervous women laughed into their hands, not wanting to be heard. It was as they were stooped over laughing that the door opened. There, in a silk bathrobe - and nothing else - was the dazzling one himself, smiling and waving his hand to show them in. Their laughter stopped short as each of them fondled his entire robed body with their eyes. 547 "And you," he said to Penny, "keep your hands to yourself." Then he thought about it and added, "Well, for now, anyway." He winked, and smiled a smile that made Lorraine nearly drool. She and Penny walked into the tiny dressing room as if they were naughty children getting away with a particularly good prank. They were almost holding their breaths, too, seemingly afraid to breathe lest the magic of the moment be dispelled. 548 "Well," Dom said, "it's not much, but, hey, I'm not Brad Pitt or George Clooney. I'm just a guy who shows off his dick." His smile wasn't wistful or sad, but serene, calm...as if he fully accepted his lot in life. When the two women didn't smile right away, he laughed and said, "C'mon, ladies, lighten up! Trust me, this isn't the job that pays my bills, y'know. Hell, I'd be homeless if that was the case. No, I just do this for a little extra cash...for things I want, y'know?. And, hell, it's just plain fun, too. So, c'mon...smile, will you?" 549 Penny and Lorraine looked at each other and giggled. But when Lorraine looked back at Dom, she saw his eyes, bright and twinkling, locked on Penny. Looking back at Penny, she saw that twinkle returned. If she had created a monster, it was apparent that Mr. DeLuca was fond of monsters...and monsters apparently liked him. 550 Lorraine was beginning to feel like a fifth wheel. It was obvious that Dom and Penny were smitten with each other. Whether it was just a case of them having the hots for each other, or a deeper attraction, she didn't know. In either case, she realized she just might be in the way of something good for Penny. Thinking fast, she came up with a reason to excuse herself. Normally, she wouldn't even think of leaving her friend with a strange man, but something about Dom said he wasn't a hound dog sniffing for pussy. Yes, he was sexy and seemed very confident (and why shouldn't he be?), but he didn't seem the type to jump Penny for the sake of a quick score. No, she thought, something deeper seemed to be at work here. It was time for her to discreetly leave them to each other. 551 "Oh, no," Lorraine sighed, "I forgot... I'm supposed to meet Brad at the pizzeria for dinner tonight. He's expecting me in..." She looked at her watch, "Oh my God....thirty minutes! Penny, do you mind if I cut out on you and let you interview Dom by yourself?" As she said this, she was already heading for the door. 552 "What?!" Penny exclaimed, eyes wide, "What are you talking about? Brad is...." Her words were cut short as Lorraine's strong fingers latched onto her arm and gripped it, tugging her along with her to the door. When she had Penny near the door, away from Dom, she whispered to her. 553 "Penny, dear, it's clear that that hunk of a man is very interested in you. And you're likewise inclined. Don't even begin to deny it. The way you two smile and look at each other, something very hot is brewing here. I'm not sure exactly what it is, but I'm going to give you the time to find that out...all by yourself. I'm definitely not needed here. Now, I'm going to leave and let you see what develops. I'll call you later tonight and you give me any juicy details, okay?" 554 "Lorraine," Penny protested, "you got me into this in the first place. Don't you dare cut out on me!" 555 "Oh, Penny...look at that handsome stud over there. Look at the way he looks at you. Trust me, hon...you are gonna thank me for this. Now, you get over there and give that man the interview of his life." She laughed quietly, holding her friend's hand tightly. Her eyes told Penny that she meant it...she was leaving. And inside, Penny was smiling and silently thanking her already. The internal smile slowly became an external one, as she grinned at her friend. Looking into each others' eyes, they knew this was right. With no further resistance from Penny, Lorraine turned to Dom, gave him a final farewell wave, and left, giving her friend a kiss on the cheek and a quick wink as she opened the door. 556 When the door closed behind Lorraine, Penny felt suddenly alone. Her old persona fought to reclaim her. But Dom's voice kept that old personality at bay. "So," he said, "what kind of interview will this be?" 557 Penny turned and looked at him. He sat on a small sofa on the far side of the tiny room, his robe opened teasingly almost up to his waist, and equally open above the waist. His strong legs were almost completely exposed, as was most of his manly chest. Penny caught herself sighing, trying to come up with questions to ask him for her underground tabloid. 558 She slowly walked to a surprisingly plush chair sitting perpendicular to the sofa, the arms of the two almost touching. She sat, her eyes still taking him in. From her purse she fumbled forth a small notebook and a pen. One part of her was damning her friend for getting her into this, forcing her to try to think of questions to ask a man who brazenly showed his penis to gawking onlookers, while another part of her was so excited it was creating a boatload of prurient questions with rapid-fire precision and skill. She could feel herself sweat when Dom leaned forward on the sofa and his silky robe opened still further. 559 "Of course," he said, "we could always say screw the interview, and we could just talk...get to know each other." Somehow, "get to know each other" sounded like more. 560 Penny's heart raced. She opened her mouth to speak. But before the words could come out, Dom was already continuing, "Or," he suggested, "I could bring you into the back room and let you fondle any part of me you like for as long as you like. But, of course, fair is fair. You'd have to let me fondle any part of you that I like in return." 561 His face showed no arrogance. His smile was pleasant and sincere, not smug. His eyes again twinkled their brilliant blue. Penny had the sudden urge to rip off her dress and fling herself on top of him, sucking on his mouth like a hungry squid capturing its prey. 562 "Why don't you come sit by me," Dom said, waking her from her squid fantasy. "C'mon....I don't bite...unless you want me to," he smiled warmly. 563 Penny, against everything her old persona had ever held dear, got up and slowly walked over to him. When she got close enough to the sofa to turn and sit on it, Dom's hand captured hers. She stopped and looked down at his hand on hers. Then she looked up into his eyes. They were searching eyes, looking deeply into hers. 564 Dom pulled her toward him. She didn't resist. Her free hand, the one holding the notebook and pen, seemed to get weak, dropping both objects. Dom reached up and grasped that now empty hand with his. She stood there directly in front of him, her eyes looking down into his, his two hands holding hers. After a few moments, a smile crossed his face. Penny became lost in that smile and those twinkling blue eyes. She never noticed it when Dom's hands released hers and circled around behind her. The next thing she felt was his hands slowly gliding up the backs of her thighs, lifting her skirt as they went. 565 Dom's hands were moving very slowly, and she had plenty of time to reach back and stop their progress. Instead, she continued to look deeply into his blue eyes...and then she returned his smile. 566 Looking up at her, Dom's smile widened as his hands reached her soft bottom. Still she didn't resist. His hands lightly caressed her behind, somewhat disappointed in finding panties there. He lightly squeezed her cheeks. Since neither her body nor her eyes were giving him the slightest resistance, his hands became bolder. His fingers worked their way under the leg bands of the panties and moved upward, caressing and fondling her buttocks. 567 "Fair's fair," was all he said, his smile warm and disarming. A smoldering passion was beginning to roil behind those blue eyes. His hands explored her bottom brazenly...as brazenly as her hands had explored his earlier. 568 "Yes," Penny replied, her voice trailing off into a barely audible sigh, "fair is fair." She felt a slight twinge of fear as she realized that if his hands explored lower, or even brushed the crotch of her panties, he'd know without the slightest doubt how turned on she was. Her quickly heating brain wrestled with that thought, unsure of whether it might be a good or bad thing. In the end, she let it go. She simply stood there with her eyes closed and let Dom fondle her bottom at will. 569 It wasn't long before Dom's hands sought more treasure. With her eyes still closed, Penny felt his hands slip back out the legbands of her panties and then slide themselves beneath the waistband. As his hands once again worked themselves toward her smooth ass, they slowly worked the panties down her hips. Penny's sigh was very audible now, and emboldened Dom to continue on this erotic path. 570 Dom slowly and inexorably lowered Penny's panties, working from back to sides to front, steadily downward, over her hips and about halfway down her thighs. With her panties at about mid thigh, his hands once again attached themselves to her now very warm globes. With the panties out of the way, his hands enjoyed themselves immensely, squeezing and rubbing, kneading Penny's ass. By now, Penny was standing there in front of him quivering with desire, her hands having found his muscled shoulders, her eyes shut, her face tilted upward, her sighs coming in long, unbroken chains. Her hands were squeezing his shoulders as his were playing with her behind. 571 "You have an incredible ass, Penny. Soft, smooth...just wonderful to touch." 572 Penny didn't reply. Dom didn't expect or need one. His rhetorical statement seemed to herald a new phase in the proceedings, as Dom's hands left warm cheeks to return to the process of removing Penny's panties. He slid them down her legs, all the way to the floor. Penny stepped out of them. When the heel of her left shoe caught in the panties and hindered the flow of these erotic events, it was Penny who had little patience for it. Taking matters once again into her own hands, she enthusiastically kicked off the annoying shoe, sending shoe and panties sailing off across the room. Dom was caught by surprise, and looked up at her. She smiled sheepishly and was a bit embarrassed. Nonetheless, she slipped out of the other shoe...though with considerably more calm. Their smiles seemed to meet each other in midair and embrace. Now, having removed Penny's panties, Dom slowly stood up in front of her. He looked at her pretty face, once again searching, still seeking permission, even though Penny's impatient shoe and panty dismissal was a dead giveaway of her feelings and desires. 573 Then their eyes locked, burning into each other. Suddenly, Dom reached out and held her by the shoulders. He pulled her close to him, his eyes taking in every inch of her face. Then those eyes returned to hers, briefly, before they roamed downward, looking hungrily at her slightly parted lips. 574 "Now," he asked, more a sigh than a whisper, "any questions you want to ask me, Miss press reporter?" Before she could reply, he was brushing his lips lightly against hers. His warm breath washed over her face, and she could tell he wanted not just to kiss her, but to devour her mouth with his. She turned her head up slightly, enough to present her mouth to him for the taking. And take it he did. 575 Chapter 4.4 His lips caressed hers at first, soft lips caressing soft lips. Then he lightly kissed first upper, then lower lips. The suspense was killing her, and her breathing was getting almost as erratic as her heartbeat. Then Dom sucked gently on her lips, savoring their sweetness. When she sighed and closed her eyes, Dom began to kiss her in earnest. His lips roamed all over her mouth, becoming hungrier with each pressing of lips on lips. Finally, his kisses became hot, passionate...and Penny's mouth opened, inviting him in. 577 He mashed his mouth against hers, their tongues searching, probing each other. Dom's arms circled her behind her chest, and hers wrapped about his neck. Their bodies pressed together in erotic embrace, and their kisses seared white hot with passion and desire. Before long they were lost in long, deep kissing. Their kisses burned hot and deep for quite some time there in that tiny dressing room. 578 Eventually, Dom pulled back, looking into Penny's eyes. He sought something from them...her permission once again. Such a gentleman, she thought. An incredible hunk of passionate man, yet still a gentleman. Her eyes flashed back total acceptance of him and his desires. Indeed, her eyes mirrored the desire in his. Total permission had been given. He smiled. Penny returned the smile. They communicated with their eyes. Both wanted the same thing. Both needed the same thing...each other. 579 Suddenly, Dom reached below Penny's thighs, wrapping his arm under them. His other arm remained around her back, and he stood back up, lifting her effortlessly as he did. Holding her in his arms, he looked one last time into her eyes to be certain Seeing once again what he needed to see, he carried her off to what appeared to be a back room (a back room Penny hadn't even known existed until that moment), his heart pounding in his chest. Penny grabbed his face and kissed him deeply as he carried her. Although the outer door was closed and locked, Dom kicked the bedroom door closed anyway. 580 A pair of shoes, one of which still clung to soft panties, a notebook, and a pen, all waited patiently for Penny's eventual return. If not for Dom's impending next show, those items might have had a very long wait, indeed. 581 Whisked into darkness, Penny continued to kiss Dom with burning desire. Her lips, and his, almost hissed with the heat of their growing passion. Dom, continuing to kiss her ardently, carried her through the completely darkened room, deftly skirting about objects in the blackness. 582 Penny felt an instant of weightlessness as Dom released her, and she fell downward. Her mind, still absorbed along with her lips in the act of kissing him, registered her falling through the air as a gentle floating sensation. She landed with a soft "whump", fresh smelling sheets sighing up around her, caressing her as the mattress she landed on yielded to her plummeting weight and seemed to try to suck her into it's enveloping softness. The landing momentarily took her breath away from her...what little hadn't already been stolen by Dom's kisses. 583 Across the room, a light clicked into existence, bathing the entire room in soft, blue-white hues. It made the small, cozy room seem surreal...cool....soothing. Apart from her pounding heart, every other inch of Penny's body was calm and relaxed. If you'd seen her lying there, you'd never have guess her heart was racing, her blood pumping and her brain screeching ahead erotically at Mach three. 584 In the cool blue lighting Dom approached the bed. He stood alongside it, looking down at Penny. His blue eyes seemed even more coolly intense in the surreal light. Penny could see his smile clearly beneath those dancing eyes. With just a touch of nervousness, she made a comment that she almost immediately wished she hadn't made. 585 "Wow...subdued blue lighting. I take it you bring lots of women into your love nest, don't you, Dom?" 586 His smile never wavered as he replied, "Penny, I swear I'm not that kind of guy. Yeah, I've had my share of women, but I don't lure them here to sleep with me. I don't use my stage act to get laid every day. That's not what I'm about. And if you give me the chance, I think I can prove to you I'm not some lecherous creep." 587 Yes, Penny regretted her remark. Something told her that Dom was a completely honest man, warm and tender and loving. Although handsome and virile, he wasn't a lady's man...not a womanizer at any rate. There was a deep gentleness to him that turned her on more than any muscles, any sexy smile, any strong embrace ever could. The big plus for Penny, however, was that Dom had all of those things, too...in great abundance. It both calmed and excited her that what was about to happen with Dom wasn't just shallow sex (though she would not have run from that either with this man), but something deeper...two strangers connecting both physically and emotionally. 588 Slowly, Dom removed his robe. There was just enough light for Penny to see his naked form slowly revealing itself for her admiring eyes once more. But this time she knew that it wasn't just a stage show...it was for real. She would be exploring him and he would be exploring her. If he was even one-tenth the lover she imagined him to be, she was in for something delicious...lovemaking on a cosmic scale. 589 Penny started to sit up, to remove her blouse and skirt. "No," Dom said simply, reaching out to run the tip of his finger along her lips. She stopped and looked up at him, waiting. Her mouth opened slightly to let his finger enter it ever so slightly. That modestly probing finger moved slowly from side to side between her parted lips. She allowed her tongue to catch the tip of it as it moved along...and imagined it was a far larger, thicker part of him working its way into her mouth. 590 Still rubbing his finger along her lips, concentrating on the lower one, Dom got on the bed on his knees, straddling Penny's thighs. He finally removed his finger from her lips so his hand could join the other in removing her blouse. As he slowly unbuttoned it, Penny felt an electric jolt between her legs as she realized that his magnificent penis was laying softly on her skirt near her right inner thigh. That, plus his strong hands slowly unbuttoning her blouse, made her next few breaths sputter and skip. 591 Fingers working from button to button, Dom leaned down to again kiss Penny's inviting mouth. She reached up and grabbed the back of his head with both hands, pulling him to her, kissing him deeply. Dom pulled away only after several intense kisses, and only so that he could slowly remove her blouse from her slightly shivering shoulders. Having unbuttoned it completely, he smiled at her as he gently worked it over her shoulders. 592 His hands then slid Penny's blouse down her arms, releasing it to float softly to the bed, and then returned in one fluid motion to unclasp her bra. He bent again...kissed her...and the bra was gone. Penny never felt it leave her body, and never saw what Dom did with it. It had simply vanished. In the place of the cups, Dom's warm hands fondled soft breasts, and Penny tilted her head back and sighed. 593 Again Dom's mouth captured Penny's and explored with passion. Penny returned the favor. As they kissed, Dom was slowly forcing her downward onto the soft mattress. She yielded without the slightest struggle. Once on her back, Penny felt Dom's lips leaving hers to explore downward, first her neck and shoulders, then to her newly uncovered breasts. She sighed as she felt his hot mouth encircling first one nipple, then the other. Her entire body crackled with electricity and she again grabbed his head, holding that wonderful mouth on her nipples...not wanting to let it escape. 594 As his mouth fully roamed and savored Penny's soft globes and pouting nipples, Dom's hand sought and found the tiny zipper at the side of her skirt. It was simple work to unzip it, but removing the skirt itself required Penny's assistance, as she was laying on it. But Penny's subconscious knew what was unfolding at her hips even if her conscious mind wasn't aware of it. While Dom's mouth devoured her appreciative breasts and sent her mind reeling skyward, unconsciously she lifted her hips off the mattress and allowed Dom's hands to remove her skirt. He worked it down her thighs as far as he could, but eventually had to sit up to completely remove it. Penny, glassy eyed and reaching for him, only vaguely knew her skirt was gone, off in limbo with her missing bra. 595 Having disrobed her, Dom now lay down beside her, his hands caressing her naked form. They roamed at will over every possible inch of her. Penny only grabbed Dom's head, her lips seeking the burning fire of his. Their warm bodies fused just as completely as their lips, and eventually Penny's hands explored as much as Dom's. Mouths raptured each other while two pairs of hands roamed and fondled anything they could touch. Two panting, squirming bodies groped and kissed and touched...and the loving began in earnest. 596 Penny's hands eventually found their way once again to Dom's buttocks. Eight fingers and two thumbs reveled in the slightly yielding firmness of his cheeks. That, coupled with Dom's wandering mouth, had Penny wet and yearning. And then her mind returned to that wonderful, dazzling dick. One hand couldn't bare to leave his fantastic bottom, but the other boldly searched for, and found, that swollen shaft. 597 When she grabbed his penis it felt so warm, so vibrant...so alive. She fondled it gleefully as if it were an old friend. In truth, it's every inch was familiar to her, and she stroked and squeezed it relentlessly. Dom happened to be kissing her left hip as she stroked him, and his warm sigh bathed her hip. 598 Penny couldn't take it anymore. Her hands had enjoyed his cock on and off all throughout the evening, but her mouth was sending "I want" signals to her brain with heated urgency. The thought of tasting his incredible tool was turning her mind to so much liquefying Jell-O. And her mouth would not be denied. 599 With a willfulness that surprised her, Penny rolled Dom over onto his back, his mouth still sucking at her belly. In one seamless motion, she repositioned herself with her head at his groin, straddling him at first, then sitting on his chest for the sake of comfort. Her mouth plunged downward and began immediately savoring dazzling cock flesh. 600 Driven by lust, Penny's mouth licked and sucked at will on Dom's throbbing erection. To Penny's unending jubilation, that erect muscle was at least a foot long already, and threatening to grow still further. She gobbled it hungrily...needily. She'd had to suppress her urge to suck it onstage, but now it was all hers...and she intended to devour it until it exploded and shrank back to it's meager, flaccid six inches. Finally, it was hers to dine on voraciously until it fed her its life-giving juices. 601 Straddling and sitting on Dom's chest, Penny sucked away at him, licking his shaft like an ice cream cone, kissing every inch of it, sucking the head, licking the slit, fondling his testicles...even burrowing her head between his thighs to lick that full sack, too. From his prone position all Dom could see was the lovely ass he'd fondled only a short time earlier, and the back of the bobbing head of the enthusiastic Penny. He smiled broadly at both visions...and his hands happily returned to fondling her soft cheeks. 602 But looking at that bottom just wasn't enough. Dom's eyes followed that enticing cleavage downward, to the soft wet center of this incredible woman. He grabbed her hips and lifted her upward a few inches, tilting his head to one side and grinning as he admired the pink, fleshy flower between her silky thighs. Her sex glistened with her arousal, and with each passing second looked more and more succulent to the smitten Dom. 603 When it got to be too much for him, Dom grabbed Penny's hips firmly and began to pull her back to his hungry mouth. Again subconsciously, Penny's brain registered his intentions and she walked backward on her knees to aid him in his quest for her treasure. 604 Her steaming love nest now needing some kind of direct stimulation, Penny didn't wait for Dom to pull her flower to his lips. Somehow knowing exactly when she was directly over his open mouth and yearning tongue, she wasted no time in lowering herself down onto that eager opening. And Dom was ready for it. 605 When his face was surrounded by Penny's thighs and smothered under her burning bush, Dom suddenly felt his nose, lips and cheeks bathed in warmth...heat. It was as if her soft, moist core was indeed on fire...and he was drawn to its heat. His hands grabbed her bottom above her cheeks near her tailbone and pulled her tightly to him. He nuzzled in her burning wetness, sighing and moaning just from the feel and scent of it. He sucked at it as hungrily as Penny was sucking between his trembling thighs. 606 Two mouths were licking and sucking now, each with equal urgency. Lips sucked, tongues licked and probed. Fingers explored, fondled, squeezed, entered. When their mouths weren't occupied directly, they were sighing and moaning their pleasure...both in giving and receiving. 607 Penny's hunger became overwhelming. One hand grabbed Dom's shaft firmly, holding it steady for her diving mouth. As her stretched mouth took in all of his thickness and most of his length, her free hand found its way to his tightened sack. Her fingers played with it...fingertips alternately grazing the soft skin and hair oh so lightly and then squeezing his sack as they gently but firmly kneaded it. Dom was rapidly reaching liftoff. 608 The imminent explosion rumbling in his groin created an even greater desire and urgency in Dom's already active lips and tongue. His face burrowed between Penny's thighs relentlessly, his mouth trying desperately to reach the center of her being. His lips and cheeks moved from side to side and in circles, moving every soft, fleshy fold out of the way, opening her burning chasm to his burrowing tongue. His tongue stretched as far as it could, searching for her molten core. It found it....and there it happily licked. 609 Dom's tongue deep inside her made Penny even more voracious. Her head bobbed up and down, up and down, faster and faster. She breathed solely through her nose now, her mouth too constantly full to aid in this act. Her hot mouth was making Dom go insane, and he started to moan loudly. His tongue licked faster inside her, but when he felt his own orgasm closing in, he knew it was time to give Penny her pleasure as well. 610 Slipping his tongue out of Penny's steaming cavern, Dom's lips instinctively searched for, and found, her full, swollen clit, red hot with its need for attention. Just as Penny squeezed his testicles and stroked and sucked his pounding erection to the point of climax, Dom surrounded her bulb with his lips and sucked, his tongue flicking hard at it, aggressive and unrelenting. 611 A shiver went down his spine as his orgasm ripped from inside him, racing through his genitals and spurting into Penny's waiting mouth. He grunted and bucked. Penny sucked and swallowed. And the chill that had begun in his back and raced to his spraying organ now seemed to make a round trip, coursing into Penny and traveling down her back as well...and ending in a gushing, explosive orgasm of her own. His juices rocketed upward to ricochet in Penny's mouth...hers roared like Niagara Falls down between his open lips, bathing his parched throat. Both of them bucked jerkily, their heads firmly between each others legs. They squirmed and moaned together like some great, writhing creature...fused together in sublime ecstasy. 612 Long minutes passed during which sucking, licking sounds were still heard. Even when their orgasms began to subside, they continued to savor one another, neither inclined to stop. They lapped at each others spilled liquids long after their bodies stopped thrusting and heaving. And when they were totally exhausted, Penny simply lay atop Dom and kissed his still semi-rigid organ, licking up stray droplets of his cum. She never even gave a thought to the fact that she was still mostly sitting on his face, so entranced was she by his incredible cock, and so mellow in her afterglow. It didn't matter, however, because Dom was likewise mesmerized and mellow, meticulously lapping up droplets of her cum from her pouting lips and her glistening, curly carpet. 613 After a delicious, relaxing eternity of kissing, licking and eventually, fondling each others lower bodies, Dom and Penny rolled apart, Penny rolling onto her back, Dom relaxing his. Still lying opposite to one another, both smiled up at the ceiling. Somehow, their hands met, touched, and clasped each other. Their smiles broadened. They lay there, glowing, holding hands, for quite some time. 614 Eventually, Dom sat up and looked down at Penny, both still smiling. He turned around so that he could lay next to her. He came up against her back, his front against her...the classic spoon position. He put his arm around her waist and lay behind her, kissing her neck, his lips brushing against the back of her ear. She snuggled against him. 615 While both enjoyed this almost as much as the sex itself, Penny eventually noticed something brushing against the back of her thigh. With a smile she realized it was Dom's dazzling dick, once again beginning to inflate. She lifted her thigh so that the growing member plopped down onto the inside of her bottom thigh, and then lowered her upper thigh onto it, capturing it between her thighs. It continued to grow. 616 As it grew it worked its way upward toward her still drenched sex. Still it felt like a distant, playful pleasure. That is, until it began to vibrate....and Penny's core began to heat up once again.... 617 Dom's vibrating penis not only brought about a surging flow of blood to Penny's pussy, but it caused her sensitive inner thighs to quiver pleasantly as well. Just that quickly and easily, her juices began to flow. Humming between her legs, Dom's cock soaked in the growing heat. Dom smiled wickedly, and began to move his hips back and forth, sliding his shaft forward and back between Penny's closed thighs. Penny smiled as she felt the vibrations move from the bottom of her butt cleavage, along her slit, past her intrigued clit and all the way up past her light, soft patch...the vibrating head ending its voyage maybe an inch below her navel. 618 Back and forth Dom slipped his whirring cock between Penny's legs. With each complete cycle, the pathway became that much more moist, and he deliberately pushed the head more firmly against her flesh. On about the fifth or sixth passage over her slit, the head was penetrating slightly, pushing her silky lips aside as it burrowed it's way between them. Deliberately, he moved it the length of her slit with agonizing slowness...teasing and playing...to Penny's unspoken pleasure. Throughout this vibrating cock play, he kissed her neck, sucked her earlobe and fondled her soft breast and taut nipple. Penny lay motionless, enjoying the slowly building eroticism of his tantalizing ploy. 619 After playing this teasing game for some five or ten minutes, Dom's nipple-tweaking hand moved from that delightful globe and roamed downward, gliding along her side and over her hips. Reaching her upper thigh, he slid his hand around to grasp the underside of it, just below her buttock, and lifted it upward, spreading her legs as she lay there on her side. She knew in an instant what was coming. 620 Holding her leg up, Dom was now free to use his vibrating cock to explore Penny's moist treasure more fully. It only took a very slight adjustment of his position for him to place the head of his penis directly between her pouting lips. But, he didn't push it in right away. He enjoyed taunting and teasing...so he just let it play among the soft folds as it hummed quietly. He was rewarded with soft sighs and minute shivers from the lovely Penny, who's eyes were shut, but whose tongue was roaming her lips continuously. 621 Chapter 4.5 Finally, Dom began to insert himself into Penny. She was so wet that his cock, even as thick as it had become, was able to penetrate easily, and Penny sighed the entire time he was entering her. He slipped into her about half the length of his throbbing manhood, and then stopped. When Penny moaned, "Oh, don't stop now, Dom," he kissed her shoulder reassuringly and eplied, "I'm not stopping, Penny. I'm just not pushing with my hips. I'm going to let my cock do the rest on its own." Penny's mind immediately trekked backward in time to the exhibition onstage...and she was instantly squirming in anticipation. 623 Holding his hips perfectly still, Dom used will power alone to make his already formidable member grow significantly...both in length and girth. Still vibrating from head to base, it blossomed inside her. Penny felt it moving along slowly inside her, going deeper into her. Then she felt the results of its growing thickness, as the head grew so much that it was pushing delightfully against the walls of her canal. Between the vibrating, the swelling head, and Dom's own natural throbbing, the mattress beneath Penny was slowly becoming wetter and wetter. 624 But this wasn't enough for Dom. Inside him, he had the irresistible urge to send Penny into a sexual frenzy, and to give her an incredible, mind blowing orgasm. So, with his penis elongating, thickening, vibrating and throbbing inside her, he decided to add one last touch. Again, with sheer will, he sent mental commands to his cock. This time he got it to rotate in a circular motion, as he had onstage. Around and around it went, it's throbbing and vibrating flesh circling inside Penny. It pressed against all sides of her interior walls, and felt so incredible to her. But the most electrifying part was when it moved so that most of the pressure was against her inner wall behind her awakening clit. It was nothing short of preorgasmic in and of itself. With each passage of his shaft along that special wall, Penny again sighed and trembled. When Dom next willed that plundering shaft to undulate, ripple inside her, the effect soon changed her lip licking into lip chewing. 625 When Dom felt she was ready, he lowered Penny's leg back down. With his cock so fully and deeply inside her, it was an easy matter for him to remain inside her as he put his arm around her waist and he moved her onto her stomach. He stayed on top of her and once again encircled her waist with his arm, lifting her up onto her knees. She did not resist. With Penny in the classic "doggy" position, Dom leaned forward to fondle her bouncing breasts as he slowly moved his hips behind her. With his dick's many talents, he didn't have to move his hips much at all, and he was able to get firm grips on breasts and nipples. 626 Dom's incredibly active penis filled Penny as much as she could possibly be filled. It moved about inside her with little or no help whatsoever from Dom's hips. Any movement of his hips was solely a byproduct of his own mounting passion. Every motion, every pleasure, that Penny needed from him was being handled nicely by his cock....all by itself. 627 When Dom's passion reached the point where his hips did indeed begin to thrust, it only enhanced what was going on inside Penny. Her moans became louder, and she thrust her hips to meet his. Already both were dripping wet between their legs, and the slapping of Dom's groin against Penny's bottom became distant, erotic music to them....a concerto of love, lust and ecstasy. 628 Dom reached the breaking point first, and even though his hands weren't needed to stabilize himself inside Penny, he moved them to her hips anyway. He held her hips firm as he slammed his erect cock into her over and over, faster and faster, harder and harder. He slammed against her...she slammed against him. Both were panting and gasping; sighs were impossible at this point. 629 "Oh, my God, Penny....I'm going to come....I'm going to come!" Dom heaved through clenched teeth. 630 "Oh, yeah, baby....come for me, Dom...come for me. I want to feel you come inside me," she gasped back at him. 631 Dom tried to hold back, wanting Penny and himself to come simultaneously...but such was not to be. So irresistible was his passion that he couldn't hold back. With a thrust that pulled his knees off the bed and a howl of release, he came forcefully inside her. Penny loved the feel of the hot liquid spurting into her and she thrust back at him, wanting to prolong his pleasure...wanting to feel that searing fluid filling her again and again. 632 Even though she didn't orgasm when he did, Penny was perfectly happy with events. It felt so wonderful...so erotic...so hot and decadent. Here was a wonderful man she'd only met maybe an hour ago, and she was letting his incredible manhood spurt over and over again into her most intimate opening. It was enough to make her mind reel. Dom's testicles supplied his ramming penis with a more than ample supply of semen..and his orgasm lasted a long, long time...a delicious eternity for both participants. But, even though Penny came close...for her, climax did not occur. 633 Dom realized in an instant that only he was climaxing, and Penny, though enjoying herself immensely, was not. His giving ways would not allow this to be. It was against his very nature to take pleasure from a woman without giving it in return. He would not allow it. It was time to unveil another of his cock's many useful talents. He only hoped it wasn't a case of too little, too late. 634 His orgasm having run its course, Dom's mind regained control of his penis. When he realized that thrusting alone wasn't bringing Penny any closer to climax, he called on his dazzling dick to once again perform a feat of magic. 635 Penny, exhausted, stopped thrusting. Dom leaned back down and began to fondle her breasts again, kissing and licking her neck and houlders. "Dom, honey...it's okay. Maybe my first orgasm was so explosive that I just need more time. It's okay, really." 636 "Shh...," he whispered, "I'm not through showing you what my cock can do yet. Don't count me...or yourself...out just yet." 637 Although she hadn't had an orgasm, and wasn't sure if she was going to, Penny was still thrusting herself lightly against him, as if she wanted to have one badly. She squirmed and wiggled her bottom against him and sighed, signaling her desire to have an orgasm, despite her polite words to the contrary. 638 It was then that Dom revealed his most secret talent. Kissing her shoulders and neck and fondling her now sensitive breasts, he slowly pulled out of her, letting his cock rotate and vibrate intensely as he removed it from her. He could feel the disappointment in her long, exhaled sigh. And he would not allow that disappointment to last long. 639 Again he slipped his penis along her slit, lightly probing in her soft flesh, as he'd done what seemed like eons ago. But this time he had a surprise for her. He pushed his vibrating cock slowly along her slit until it found her love button, hot and in need of immediate attention. He rubbed the head of his cock all around that nub, getting his bearings...finding exactly where her clit was. And then his cock performed it's newest trick. 640 Hands and mouth busy on Penny's upper body, Dom willed his dick to attend to Penny's urgently needy clit. Having encircled that button many times in preparation for this unique talent, and having found it's exact location, the head of Dom's cock...the very tip of it....began to caress that swollen bulb. Just the touch was enough to get Penny's bucking hips moving again, and her lungs thrusting out sighs once more. But, it didn't end there. 641 Rubbing gently on that burning clit, the tip of Dom's head zeroed in it. His tiny slit came up against her button, pressing against it. Then, that slit opened, just wide enough to take that yearning clit into itself. At first it just sort of played at teasing the edges of her clit, but then the slit circled it fully...and the head of Dom's dazzling dick started to suck on Penny's clit! 642 With movements akin to the sucking motion of a swimming tropical fish, Dom's penis sucked that hopeful nub. Further up her body, Dom's mouth and hands were doing their best to stimulate her as well, but it was that sucking slit at the tip of his cock that was stoking her furnace now. It was the final stimulation she needed. Without a thought, she went down on one elbow, freeing up one hand to reach down and find that talented cock. She found that the more she stroked the underside of the shaft, the more eagerly the head seemed to suck her clit. 643 Penny couldn't really understand what exactly was happening...but she knew something miraculous was going on. She knew Dom's hands and mouth were busy on her upper body, so somehow his incredible penis was again doing something awesome...but she was too overcome with lust and desire to ponder it. She just reveled in the sensation at her clit, and left it at that. 644 Dom's penis grasped her clit in its slit and then again began to rotate, pinching the nub and tugging on it slightly as it twirled around and around in its tiny circular path. The sensation was incredible, and Penny was finally approaching liftoff. It was the dual sensation of her nipples and clit being pulled at the same time that ultimately sent her over the edge. With a shudder and moan, finally, Penny climaxed. Hot liquid bathed Dom's cock as it retained its hold on her button throughout her orgasm. He felt her buck and heave, but his slitted helmet kept sucking and tugging, prolonging Penny's pleasure. Her bucking combined with the lava flow made it difficult for Dom's cock to maintain its hold on her clit, but with great effort of will he was able to do it. Every sigh, moan and shudder from Penny made all the effort worthwhile. For some reason, giving Penny pleasure was more important to him than a lot of other things in his life...and seeing her orgasm intensely like this made his heart swell, not only with pride, but with satisfaction, too. Making Penny happy felt just plain intoxicating! 645 After her orgasm subsided, Penny lay there on her stomach, her body still shuddering, her thighs quivering. Dom finally eased the tension on his slitted soldier, allowing the tender clit to escape its grasp. He pulled his dripping cock out form its enviable position between her legs. Penny continued to lay there, spasms still wracking her groin and thighs. She gasped for air, but she smiled. Her eyes were glassy, her body covered in sweat. 646 "My God," she gasped, "Where the hell did THAT come from? You never showed anyone that on stage, did you?" 647 "Well, now," Dom smirked playfully, "I can't give away ALL my secrets, can I?" 648 "But, you just gave it away to me. Aren't you afraid I'll give it away to someone else? I am a reporter, after all." 649 He leaned down and kissed her face, whispering to her, "I had hoped we had something special between us, Penny. I'm hoping this was something more than just meaningless sex. I mean, it was great...but, I find you to be a fascinating woman, and I was hoping for more than that." 650 She was intrigued now. "More? Such as?" 651 "Well," he smiled, "why not actually try dating...get to know each other at the very least? Friends, if that's all you want. But I would like you in my life in some way." 652 Her smile broadened. "Well, I'd certainly like you in my life, too, Dom. You seem so sweet, so caring. A man like you can have any woman he wants....but here you are with me....and wanting more than just sex. Am I dreaming, or is there some catch to all this?" 653 "No catch," he replied, "I just find you stunning. Your playfulness onstage tonight, that gleam in your eyes, your beautiful smile...that quick wit of yours...there's just so much about you I find intriguing." 654 "Same here...like, for instance, how can you look so much like Rocky Balboa and not act or sound like him? Or how can you be so gorgeous and so sweet and sensitive at the same time? You, sir, are a conundrum." 655 "Oooh..conundrum...a big, fancy writer's word," he laughed, "But in all fairness, I'm a lot taller than Rocky Balboa, aren't I?" 656 "Yes, you are," Penny sighed, "yes, you are." 657 Penny and Dom smiled at each other. Dom lay down next to her, and they just stared into each others eyes for several minutes. Fingers lightly stroked and eyes peered into eyes. Dom stroked Penny's cheek and leaned into her, kissing her lightly on the lips. She reached for him. They began to kiss again. 658 Just as tongues were beginning to come into play, a distant knock was heard. It was on the outer door, but could be heard clearly through the closed bedroom door. 659 "C'mon, Dom...gettin' close to showtime. Don't wanna keep the customers waiting, y'know. I'll bet some chicks wanna feel that dazzler of yours again, so c'mon. Five minutes, okay? Hey, you got rid of those reporter ladies, right? Gave them a good interview, I hope...the show could sure use the publicity. I sure hope you treated those ladies good." A pause, and then, "Okay, guy...five minutes....your public awaits, m'man. Don't be late." 660 Good ol' Lenny, Dom thought. He'd wet himself if he knew just how good Dom did treat the lady reporters...well, one of them, anyway. Penny's only thought was whether or not Lenny had tried the outer doorknob...and whether he'd left it covered in sweat. She shivered at the thought. 661 "Well," Dom sighed, "you heard Lenny...my public awaits." 662 "You go do your show," Penny smiled, hurrying to find her clothes, "I can probably find my way out." 663 Dom strode across the room and flicked yet another switch, which bathed the room in standard yellow light. Both of them rushed to find their clothing, Penny to find her wayward skirt and bra, and her panties and shoes in the other room, and Dom to find a clean pair of Rocky boxer shorts. It was all he really needed. One last stop to retrieve her purse, pen and notebook, and Penny was good to go. 664 Rushing to the door, they stopped just inside it before opening it. Dom pulled Penny to him and kissed her hard on the mouth. He sighed when he finally let her go. Penny felt much more than lust in that kiss, and it made her sigh too. 665 Dom opened the door without the slightest hesitation or worry about prying eyes. Penny was shocked, thinking Dom would want to sneak her out. She balked before approaching the door. Dom gave her a puzzled look. 666 "Well," she whispered, "don't you want to check to see if Lenny's still out there?" 667 "Why?" Dom answered in a normal tone of voice, "Why should I care if Lenny sees you or not? I'm not trying to hide you. Right now, you're a friend of mine, Penny...hopefully, soon to be more than that. And Lenny has no say in who I.....date......or.....care about." The words struck at Penny's core. She saw that Dom, with his muscular physique and gorgeous looks, who could have any woman on the planet...was blushing. In that warm instant she felt special, and knew that Dom was special too...special to her at any rate. 668 Dom took her hand and ushered her out the door. When he closed the door and locked it, he turned around and again reached for Penny's hand. As he looked down at her, searching her eyes once again, he took her other hand in his as well. He smiled broadly at her and sighed, "You are really something, Penny the reporter." 669 "As are you, Dom of the Dazzling Dick," she smiled. 670 "Would you give me the honor of joining me for lunch tomorrow? Or am I taking things too fast here?" 671 "Not at all, Dom...I'd like that. I'd like that very much." 672 "Wonderful," he said, as if he was relieved she consented. And then he added, "Oh, and I'm sorry this all seemed so tawdry...you know...sex in my dressing room and then having to leave. I promise you, it's not the way it must seem. I do like you, and this wasn't just all about the sex..I swear..." 673 "I know, Dom," she smiled at his apparent discomfort with the way things appeared. She almost chuckled at his obvious sincerity. "I can tell you're a really nice guy. I'll meet you out front for lunch tomorrow, is that okay?" 674 "Yes," he said, his eyes lighting up, "that would be great. Does noon sound okay?" 675 "Yes, that'll be perfect. See you then, Dom," she replied, turning to leave, her whole body tingling with anticipation. 676 "Oh," she added, stopping short and turning back to Dom, "and I'll be sure to give your show a fantastic review. You'll have to rent a bigger auditorium for your show in order to keep from turning customers away." She winked at Dom, and he winked back. As she once again turned to leave, Penny wondered just how she was going to accomplish her boast...but in the back of her mind she was sure her newfound persona would come up with a way. Confidence brimmed within her for the first time that she could ever remember. It felt good...very good. Hell, she might even try dumping the shit rag she worked for and become a real journalist! 677 Thanks to the best friend ever, Lorraine, the old Penny was gone for good. Long live the Frankenstein monster! 678 END