Chapter 1

Adrian Hunt dialled the number that June, his wife had given him. The call was answered by a deep male voice.

"Hello, this is Jimmy."

"Hi Jimmy, Im Adrian. Do you remember a lady named June from about five years ago?"

"June? You mean that chick my old man was balling for a while?"

"Yeah that one."

"Sure, how could I forget. Fine piece of ass. Hey! Who is this? How did you get this number?"

"I'm June's husband. I got your number from her."

"Hey look man, I never layed a finger on her. It was my dad that got her into that party scene. I was still in college then."

"it's okay, relax, Jimmy. My wife is her own woman and it's no secret she likes black dudes. I know all about those parties. I don't mind. I still love my slut wife, know what I mean?"

"All right, man, I'm getting the picture. You're into it, huh? don't blame you. I would do the same. She's a hot bitch, man. I envy you. I've heard some pretty wild stories."

"Yeah, I know, she tells me everything. June really liked you Jimmy, she spoke very highly of you and we're hoping you can help us out with something."

"She did huh? Are you saying what I think you're saying? You want Jimmy to party with you guys?"

"Uh, well, something like that. There is a girl here that just turned eighteen who needs a black date. Interested?"

"A date? Look, man, I'm strictly professional now. Sure I'm available, but it will cost you?"

"Hmmm. Interesting. How much, and when are you available?"

"Five hundred for the night is what I charge the ladies, man. I'm free tonight."

"Okay, Jimmy. Can you come at seven? 10032, Sunshine Drive, Pacific Palisades. We'll talk more when you get here."

"All right, I'll be there."

Adrian knocked back his favorite scotch and checked his watch again. He had to rearrange his straining cock in his jockeys for the third time, as he waited for Catherine, his sixteen-year old step-daughter, to model the slutty outfit he had selected for her.

He always had an erection around the little sex-pot, but tonight was worse than usual. He felt hornier than he had in months. The things that he had fantasized about for years were finally happening. Tonight, if all went as planned, Catherine would finally have the experience she had been begging for. And Adrian would be enjoying something he had wanted for years, fresh black-fucked teenage pussy. Oh God, yes! The little slut that had been raised like a spoilt princess would finally be paying back for all the years of pampering.

Looking back over the recent years, Adrian realized how lucky he had been to run into June. They had met in a drug detox clinic, having both hit rock-bottom with cocaine. After falling in love, and developing a deep friendship based on mutual support without judgement, they had decided to get married. Together, they had cleaned up their lives, explored their suppressed sexual yearnings, and found healthier ways to feed their addictive personalities.

June's aging Venezuelan step dad Ernesto, a veteran porn film producer, had the deep pockets that financed Adrian's real estate business. The powerful bastard had molested June all through her teen years and still relied on her to keep his flagging libido afloat with increasingly demanding perversions. She had been brought up to cater to him and his friends with her upper class, slutty English mother's implicit blessings, and it had kept her in high social circles and well padded with money and favors most of her life.

After her marriage, June had sworn to leave all that behind. Ernesto tried for a while too, to make a break, but found her brand of sexuality irreplaceable. His tentative, just-once-for-old-times-sake propositions got him a foot in the door, and finding little resistance, he had barged right in. Soon, the phone sex and day trips became a regular thing, followed by hard-to-refuse offers of serious money for being the main attraction at his weekend parties. At first, she said no but the figure kept going up. When the price was right, Adrian and June had to have a very, very long talk. Then, a very heated fuck.

Thrilled at the price she was fetching, June, just turned thirty-four, returned with embarrassing enthusiasm to being a very exclusive whore-with-no-limits for an entire circle of rich old perverts. These were men who were looking for more than just any porn starlet, they wanted a true non-professional slut, a live one, a natural exhibitionist, and Ernesto had delivered. They delighted in sitting around in Roman-style luxury, having her enact their most lurid scenarios. She was special, they all knew it, and paid handsomely for her depraved creativity.

June's back to back bookings would have ruined any marriage, but Adrian was supportive, even insistent, that she should keep her priorities straight. In truth, he really didn't mind the arrangement at all. Between them, they were making bundles of money, and life was good. They got off with each other on the phone, talking about her hardcore gang bangs and his permitted molestations of Catherine, June's daughter from her previous marriage.

Adrian loved June's nonstop sexual intensity. He looked forward to June's shocking stories, and having Catherine all to himself the rest of the time. It was June who had first hinted a year ago, that he ought to be a man and take charge of the promising situation that being the only male in Catherine's life presented.

On her brief trips back home, June strove to bring hubby back his favorite gift, a just-hours-ago creampie from one of her engagements, along with detailed accounts of it's depositing. When sometimes that just wasn't possible, she would cheat and make a detour on the way home from the airport to get filled up, usually with one of her old boyfriends, or in a pinch, with the lucky cabbie. The secret ritual had become their way of keeping their sex exciting.

June's mother-daughter relationship of honest, tell-all sharing had meant that Catherine was often allowed to overhear June's gangbang accounts to her husband, which of course, had the predictable effect of firing the girl's raging curiosity and triggering her unconscious decision to emulate her fascinating mom. June had unwittingly unleashed the imagination and eagerness of a horny, super-curious teen.

Catherine had been ripe, ready to spoil, and had responded favorably to her step-dad's take-charge approach. The ice-breaking disciplinary bare-bottom spankings, and 'accidental' exposure to hardcore porn had yielded swift rewards. Deep-fucking her lithe teen body had been a revelation to both his jaded dick and her virgin teen pussy. Within a few weeks, they had explored all her budding talents and found all her favorite cum buttons.

The girl was a natural beauty. Her pretty, aquiline features and unblemished creamy skin, her natural grace, and already womanly-in-places body, were on the way to their prime. Coupled with an always ready, always horny, orgasm-seeking brain, the fifteen-year old was every male's perverted fantasy. Like any only-child, she was spoilt with all the finer things, adding that touch of class that was a final gloss to her sensuality.

A year later, Catherine had flowered into a self assured little slut and having absorbed the sublime values of hardcore porn, was boldly expressing her newly formulated ambition to be a nude model and porn star. Faced with this secretly exciting parental dilemma, mom and step dad had a very, very long talk, and then a very heated fuck.

Their decision to get out of her way was not without a sense of awe at the girl's dedication and eagerness. Catherine was tireless, learning all the deviant terms and techniques from the collection of porn which Adrian carefully selected for her. "I bet I can do that!" and "I want to try that!" were regular outbursts when they watched the nasty stuff together.

Catherine often used her daddy's modest cock and a full length mirror to practice various fucking positions from her favorite scenes. She took pride in being able to accommodate most of her mom's adult sized dildo collection. She started shaving everywhere and applying makeup and perfume, and wanting slutty tattoos and jewelery. June, on her trips home, took her shopping for clothes and shoes, sparing no expense or moral concern, following with lessons in the cock-teasing arts. The girl was preparing for a career, and it seemed she had her mother's full support. But for all that she was still a kid, precocious but inexperienced.