My Sordid Life

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Two things entered our world that would change everything. First, Suzanne got old. Not really, but in the movie industry, especially porn, no one wants to see a thirty-something porn star. It’s all about youth. The starring roles were getting further and further apart, even guest spots were diminishing. Second, the internet happened. Anyone with an iPhone could record someone having sex and post it online. There were sites devoted to porn everywhere and viewing them was free. The demand for DVDs wilted away to almost nothing. It was time to try something new.

Suzanne was lucky. She was gifted with a “natural” beauty that was very camera friendly, and she really could act. She eased into some made for cable movies where the producers didn’t care about her background, and loved the fact that she wasn’t shy about any nude scenes that might be called for. Of course, her big boobs didn’t hurt the cause either.

Vic received some offers to direct some network TV shows and asked me to go with him and be his assistant. I was unsure if I wanted to stay in the “Hollywood Jungle” or escape and do something different with my life.

I received a letter in the mail from some attorney representing the estate of my old neighbors, Roy and Mary McDonald. I was listed as a beneficiary in their will and I needed to go to his office. There, I met one of their daughters who told me how much my kindness meant to her parents and it was their desire to leave me a little something to show their appreciation. I told her I really didn’t want or deserve anything and to kindly just keep whatever it was. I felt like they were surrogate grandparents to me, and that any kindness I showed them was simply repayment for their kindness towards me.

She said she couldn’t do that. She was bound by the will to carry out their wishes no matter what, and I could do whatever I wanted to with it afterwards. I was handed an envelope with a cashier’s check for $800,000.00.

I can’t imagine what kind of look I must have had on my face. I just stared with disbelief at the number, my body was frozen stiff with nerves. “I can’t take this.” I said. “This should go to the family.”

She told me that her parents were secretly wealthy. Her father had invented something, that he could never talk about, when he was in the army and the government bought the rights to his patent. After he was discharged, he never had to work a day in his life, and never let anybody know what he was worth. My check was pocket change compared to what she and each of her siblings split.

I called Vic and declined his offer, but asked him if he could come over and help me celebrate something.

I opened the door to let him in. Vic had brought a bottle of my favorite wine, you know, the kind with the cork in it.

“I didn’t know what we were celebrating, I hope red is alright.”

I told him what had happened and showed him the check.

“What are you going to do now?” he asked.

“After today, I’m not sure yet. Right now, I have to ask you a favor.”

He shrugged his shoulders and said, “Ask away.”

“I have mixed feelings about all this money. And I don’t know what to do about it. But, right here, right now, if you are willing…Let me start again. Vic you are special to me, and I want to be with you tonight. But I don’t want to just have sex, I would like very much for you to ‘make love’ to me. If you’re willing.”

Vic silently got up and put the bottle of wine in the fridge and turned out all of the lights in the apartment except for the dim nightlight in the hallway. He walked back over towards me and tripped over the stool that disappeared in the darkness. I laughed.

“No laughing, and no talking. Not a word until I tell you.” he said, taking me by the hand and lifting me to my feet. Then he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom, laying me gently on the bed.

He leaned in and kissed me, a slight peck on the lips, then on my cheek, then the other cheek, then my ear, and my neck. He kissed his way around my neck to my other ear and nibbled on the lobe. His lips touched mine, his tongue darted in and out of my mouth slowly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hand rubbed up and down my side with his thumb barely touching my side boob with each movement. I reached for his pants and he grabbed my arm away and positioned it above my head, grunting “ugh,ugh”.

The kissing continued, his mouth moved to my nipples, kissing me through my shirt. Vic moved southward and positioned his face between my legs putting pressure on my pelvic bone. God he was driving me crazy. He unzipped my pants but didn’t take them off, he kissed me from by belly button to the top of my panties and back again. His hands slid up under my shirt but stopped as soon as he touched boob. What a tease.

Vic braced himself above me and our mouths met again. He didn’t move but I started dry-humping him. I could feel his erection as he pressed against me. I ached to feel him inside me and I soaked my panties with my first of what I hoped would be many more orgasms. I kissed him harder and tried to rip his shirt off.

“Not yet.”

Now, Vic started grinding on me. His cock was getting even harder. I thought it was a shame to keep it all bound up like that, he needed to let him loose. But Vic didn’t stop until I came again. I was sure my jeans must be wet by now.

Vic raised up and lost his shirt, and helped me off with mine. Thankfully he didn’t wait, and helped me wiggle out of my skin-tight jeans. He started with the kisses again. This time he started at the left knee and up the inside of my thigh. When he just about got to my vagina, he skipped right across it to my right thigh and kissed me down to my knee.

Son of a bitch!

He caught my hand in mid-air as I was going to help myself out and pushed it away. His hands were stroking the inside of my thighs, up and down, touching my pussy a little more each time, then he started with the kisses again. First the knee, then the thigh, and then, thank god, his tongue touched my labia and plunged straight into my sweet spot. I immediately showered his face with another orgasm. I ached for his cock.

The nightlight in the hall illuminated the bedroom just enough that I could see Vic’s eyes gazing into mine as he dragged his tongue across my clit, over my mound, in and out of my belly button and angled to my boob. There, he stopped for a moment and scraped his teeth on my nipple just before he bit down on it. He clenched it in his teeth and he sucked on it really hard. All of a sudden he let go, kissed it and moved over to the right one. I expected another repeat but this time Vic pinched my nipple with his fingers and tugged on it like he was trying to yank it from my chest. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure and it tingled all the way to my pussy.

I caressed his face, pulling him closer to kiss him. The sensation of his cock touching my thighs drove me crazy. I had never felt him this hard before. With my hand, I guided the head of his cock to my lips, as soon as he submerged the head, he pulled back. Then he inserted himself just a little farther, and pulled back. Then just a bit more, and pulled back.

The teasing was driving me fucking insane!

The next plunge was slow, and deep. I curled my knees up to my chin; I wanted the deepest penetration possible. I wanted him to pound me. Vic was rigid and didn’t move. I wriggled and twisted under him, I wanted it, now! He raised up; his cock was escaping again. He was almost out and then he slammed it back in, hard, then paused, and did it again, this time harder. With each stroke he went faster and faster, I didn’t want him to stop.

It wasn’t the fourth of July, but I saw fireworks. Both of us exploded in unison.

“Vic, I’m not sure what I want to do or where I want to go. All I know is that I don’t want this to end. I want to be with you. I have never felt like this about anybody, ever before. You are the one that makes me feel this way…will you say something… Please?”

“I am going to ask Suzanne to marry me.” Was absolutely NOT the response that I expected or wanted to hear.

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