My Mom Was A Porn Star-Chapter 2

Content Advisory: m/f sex scene.

Chapter 2

Carlo Bianchi mused about his “girls” and their One Night Stand stories. How detailed and racy would they be? Would they be true stories? He chuckled, enjoying the tent he was getting in his pants as he walked down the concrete walkway to Leonore’s condo.

With no effort at all, he shifted his thoughts to the ass of the woman sauntering in front of him, encased in midnight blue silk, the flesh of her firm cheeks squeezing and releasing under the shiny fabric like a lighthouse beacon calling to someone lost at sea.

My own damned fault I’m so horny. Even his vibrating cell phone had turned him on this afternoon. Writing his novel for the past three years, he’d spent the summer “spicing” it up, on the recommendation of his agent. That should have meant more dates, sexual research. But, regardless of what people thought, he was usually shy when it came to females. No, he’d not had a date all summer.

Pathetic.

His grandfather would have chastised him for not living up to his family’s reputation.

But his dry spell was about to come to an end. He congratulated himself on his choice in women tonight. The young substitute teacher with the big tits would get every one of his classes if he were out. She’d be grateful, might even show her appreciation for his lesson plans. His balls tightened with the prospect of what Miss Leonore Young would look like naked, spread-eagled over a bed: his bed, her bed, any bed. Just as long as it was tonight.

She turned and regarded him coyly from the sides of her sparkling dark eyes. Her profile revealed succulent breasts he couldn’t wait to get his mouth on. She was everything he liked: tall and large-busted, strong athletic build, dark hair long enough to pull when he pumped her. It was a small fetish of his. If a lady didn’t have enough hair to grab onto, he didn’t get aroused. Nothing kinky, he told himself. He was merely particular.

Leonore swiveled around to walk backwards, eyes lidded, veiled under her silvery blue eye shadow and long lashes. On the drive over, he’d seen her sneak new lip gloss onto those swollen lips he would crush very soon. He felt her soft gaze as he gripped the steering wheel and shifted his body to accommodate his growing package. Trying to focus on the road, her satisfied sigh followed by that wicked giggle made him want to pull over and screw her right there. He could tell she was ready for anything.

He loved it when a woman enchanted him, when his cock got lots of notice. And the little beast had been teased and tortured all during dinner. Even those girls made him stiff, with all their talk of one-night stands. He pretended he was a gentleman, but he was as randy as his best friend, Wendell Knowles, the other legendary bachelor in the English Department. But Wendell had gotten himself engaged, so Carlo was on his own these days.

She stopped in the alcove at her front door, washed in shadow, leaning her luscious backside against it, looking him up and down. He could have taken her right there. She wasn’t the sort of girl to mind. As he sunk into her mouth and plundered deep, she became supple and pliant in answer, flaming him further. His hands found their way to her ass, and then lower to dip under her hemline hauling the silk fabric waist high. Spreading her legs, she let him get his fingers wet in her pussy, and then gave him a nip on his neck that would leave a mark.

He jumped and looked into her eyes, a challenge there. He could see no matter what he did, she would one up him. A woman like that was rare indeed. Wanting to be ravaged. This was exactly what I need tonight.

Was she waiting for him to make a decision? He glanced over her tits, wanting to free them. His index finger started a trail under her chin down to her cleavage and the top of her lacy pink bra, where he fanned out his fingers and caressed her peaks with the back of his hand lazily.

Her fingers caressed his groin and squeezed his cock, then reached under his balls and gave a gentle pull downward that almost sent him over the edge.

A couple walked by and Leonore’s eyes widened then smiled as she continued her ministrations. Her gaze pinned Carlo in place like a butterfly on a stickpin. He felt the strangers’ eyes on him and heard a girl giggle, but he returned Leonore’s focused, lusty smile.

He slid her panties down her thighs one-handed and dropped to his knees. The nude outline of her sex devoid of body hair made him gasp in delight. One of her outer lips barely held in place a hint of wet dark pink flesh from her inner folds. Her pussy begged to be kissed.

We wet his mouth and dove into her soft flesh. Her honeyed juices coated his tongue. He tickled her opening, flicking up and down to encircle her clit until she grabbed his hair and forced him deeper.

“There are things I want to do to you in private,” he said to her sex.

“Why?” Leonore whispered.

“Because…” and then he was overwhelmed. Fuck it. If she wants it here, I’ll take her here.

“Come, Carlo. Let’s go to the hot tub.” She hissed, looking down at him while he pleasured her. He was having difficulty tearing himself away from her dripping peach. “We can finish our fun in the water,” she said as she motioned towards a dimly lit area near the center of the complex.

He knew she wouldn’t be denied. She slipped her dress over her head. Her sex was still gaping and delightfully open. She leaned toward him and removed her bra. He couldn’t keep his hands from reaching up and squeezing the soft flesh of her tits.

Carlo stood, removing all but his shorts, leaving the pile of clothes on her doorstep. He walked to the bubbling water’s edge where she descended the stairs into the steamy turquoise hot tub. He glanced around at the windows and doors of the complex. Seeing nothing but darkness, he slipped his shorts down to his ankles, stepping out of them, matching her nakedness. His cock bobbed in the night air. It hadn’t been this willing in months.

Yes, this is exactly what I need tonight. I’ll take you here in the open. Another glance up revealed nothing but darkness.

She sat in the rippling water waist high, and spread her legs. “Do you like to deep sea dive?”

“I’m game. But if I catch something, I may want to take it home. I don’t catch and release.”

‘Take me then.”

He was rock hard, despite the cool air. His mouth dove into the deep pinkness of her pussy floating near the surface. He sucked and nibbled her until she started to squirm. He needed more traction, so lifted her up, depositing her soft derriere on the next highest step, but not before running a finger down the crease from her tight pucker to her sex.

She leaned backward on her elbows and then drew her knees up. Only slightly submerged in water now, as his hand cupped her from underneath, he pulled her hips up into the night air and covered her mound with his mouth again.

Her sighs of passion sent electricity directly to his cock. He was hungry to plunge in. She made a motion to suck on him but he was afraid he wouldn’t last, so instead kneeled between her thighs and readied himself at her opening, inserting two of his fingers first, twisting in and out several times. One hand slipped behind her to rest on her ass and he breached her little puckered hole.

She gasped, reaching around to grab his buttocks. He readied to fuck her deep. He arched up, burying himself to the hilt. He pulled on her shoulders and then grabbed her hair.

Her wig came off in his hands, revealing her short curly black scalp. At the same time, her hand found its way to his anus and her finger plugged him like a dipstick.

Carlo immediately stopped and pulled away. His erection disappeared completely. He stared at her then his eyes traveled to the black wig lying on the concrete like a dead animal. His butt stung as his manhood shriveled.

Her wide grin chilled him to the bone.

“Oops. Got carried away I guess.” She covered her mouth as she snickered.

Her foot caressed his flaccid member as she threw her head back and laughed. Carlo heard laughter and looked above him to the second level. Hanging over a wrought iron balcony he noticed four large young men drinking beer. One of them toasted him.

“Way to go Leonore.” Another one said.

Someone else whistled. She got out of the pool and did a curtsy in her birthday suit, then turned and wiggled her ass at them as they whooped and hollered their approval.

Carlo had never been so embarrassed in his life.

“Come on, lover boy,” she said, leaning in, grabbing his cock and pulling him up and out of the water. “We can do the rest of it in private. I’ll let you do whatever you want.” She didn’t even look at him.

Carlo pulled away. “No thanks.”

“Suit yourself.” She sighed and looked up at the balcony to her fan club. “Hey, you guys want some company?”

“Can you bring your toy?” One of the guys said.

“Don’t think he swings that way, fellas.” She leaned toward Carlo, who was putting on his underwear, “Do you?”

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Copyright © 2010 Sharon Hamilton

All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

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About Sharon Hamilton

Writing Hot Navy SEAL Romance (SEAL Brotherhood Series), paranormal romance: angels, dark angels, vamps and others, time travel. Loves gardening, especially vegetables and flowers. Lives in wine country, California, where all her stories take place. "True love heals in the gardens of the heart."
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3 Responses to My Mom Was A Porn Star-Chapter 2

  1. sharlene says:

    nice with a twist 🙂

  2. Arletta Dawdy says:

    Poor Carlos! All those expectations deflated….excellent writing as usual, Sharon.

  3. Pingback: My Mom Was A Porn Star – Chapter 3 | Everything Erotic

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