...it is all selfloving...you must learn to pleasure yourself...
She turned the wand back on and let it rest gently against her cunt, feeling the now-familiar buzz reverberate throughout her sex. She closed her eyes and thought of her master's gentle touch, his smile, his cock and balls swollen with desire. She pressed the wand hard against her pussy lips, slid it towards her clit, and felt her body tense again. She imagined his hot tongue sliding towards her pussy, up the slit and teasing her clit faster and harder. Tugging on her own nipples, she began to shake uncontrollably, her entire pelvis spasmed violently and her brain filled with the light of deep and satisfying orgasm just before the pleasure took over her consciousness...
She stirred and switched off the wand, reveling in the afterglow. Her nipples, thighs and cunt still tingled. Without thinking, she slid her fingers between her thighs and brought the wetness to her mouth, letting the salty sweetness flow over her tongue. Pussy juice tastes wonderful, she thought, and I think I might like to sample some others...
She sat bolt upright. What did I just do, and what was I just thinking? The thought of tasting her own juices—much less those of another woman—would have repulsed her yesterday. Today, the idea seemed...interesting, almost compelling. She picked up the wand, took it over to the full-length mirror, and stared at her reflection, gripping the vibrator like a weapon. A broad grin crossed her face. 35, she thought, was turning out to be a hell of a lot more interesting than 34.
The End.
A Tryst with Tera Patrick
To state the obvious, Tera Patrick is an incredibly beautiful creature, and I own every one of her adult DVD's, and plenty of magazines she appeared in, plus pictures I downloaded from the internet. Fuck I have a Tera Patrick file in... Sorry I'm not letting know in where.
So just imagine my excitement when my friend Bradley Scott got us invitations to a Hustler Convention that was taking place in a nearby city. All the top names in the adult film business were going to be there; Jessica Jaymes, Lela Star, Jenna Jameson, and of course Tera Patrick herself.
I had spent the entire week trying to focus on my work as my mind went over the thought of seeing Mrs. Patrick (She is married but still does scenes with other actors) live. Every chance I got, I was on the internet and linked to her official site ogling at her naked flesh...
Within a long, long month, the day had finally arrived. Brad and I were in the car making the two hour drive to where the show was going to be held.
"You pack some condoms?" Brad asked.
"Are you insane man, you think we gonna get it on with one of these girls? They get paid thousands of dollars to fuck studs with big pricks, average yahoo's like us don't stand a chance", I replied, I was infatuated, yes, but not fucking crazy.
"Hey man, Sunny Leone is going to be there, and if I get the chance, my pale cock is gonna nail her, and I'll fuck her and she'll beg me to shoot her full of my spunk."
We carried on our long drive chit chatting for most of the way, stopped for a light lunch then continued driving again.
As we approached our destination we could see hundreds of cars parked up ahead, there was also a large banner with 'WELCOME TO HUSTLERS 35th PROMO CONVENTION' written across it in huge red letters. As we came up to the main gate, a huge guy with muscles that rivaled Arnie in his prime came and checked our tickets.
"Welcome to the Hustler Promo guys, enjoy your afternoon", he said handing us two cards with different numbers we were to hang around our necks.
"What's this?" Brad asked the guy; checking out his tag with the number 359 0n it and handing me mine.
"There's a competition running, a number will be drawn and the guy who wears the number wins", he answered, "c'mon guys, lets keep it moving please, you're backing up traffic."
Brad put the car in gear and drove in looking for parking.
"What do you think the competition is about?" I asked.
"Shit, how the hell should I know?" Brad smirked, "hey, unless it's that I get to bang Sunny Leone, I really don't give a fuck."
"Probably some kind of hamper, or life time subscription to Hustler, or shit like that", I said, more to myself than to Brad.
Brad parked the car and we got out and walked into the convention hall. The place was packed with a million people, well not really, but still, there were a lot of people (guys). In between the crowd were plenty of girls walking around, some topless, others fully nude. There were also plenty of bouncers the size of 'He-man' from the entrance, all packing 9mm Beretta's, their stern look warning that all we could do was look at the girls.
From over the speaker system came the booming and familiar voice that I knew I knew from somewhere, I turned to look at the platform to see actor Woody Haralson greeting the audience.
"Greetings, hi, hi, how you all doing. Welcome to Hustlers 35th annual convention..."
"You guys know me, I'm Woody Haralson, and as you might know, I played Larry Flynt a few years ago in The People vs. Larry Flynt, so these big shots at Hustler thought it be cool if I could host there little shindig..."
"You know I was like, what me, no man, I'm too good for that, I got morals and shit..."
The crowd was bursting at the seams, obviously entertained by the designated host of the days invents.
"No, hey, seriously though, I was honored to be asked to host this event, I mean I know the 'people'", he made the gesture in the air with two fingers, "they all saying Hustler is garbage and that it corrupts the minds and hearts, and the morality of America, but hey, we happy to show the violence, but the beauty of the female form we can't show? C'mon, guys..."
"WTF, WT, fucking F, man?"
The crowd cheered at the logic that I recognized from the movie he mentioned, and started applauding.
"Hey, but, c'mon, you guys are not here to hear me blabbing with my bullshit right? You're here to see the hot ladies, am I right?"
The centre exploded in a ruckus of cheers, whistles and clapping. Everyone yelling the name of the adult star they wanted to see most.
Music blared as the modals made their way on stage. First Jenna Jameson, followed by Tawny Roberts and Sunny Leone, all dressed in matching white tank tops with the Hustler logo in red on them, which sat above their navels and red G-strings. Brad went ecstatic putting his fingers in his mouth and whistling loudly then screaming out Sunny's name.
The girls did a routine that saw them performing a little strip dancing act that was hot as hell, as they lost the items of clothing they thru it out into the crowd, and hey look, I like pussy as much as the next guy, but pushing my nose in the ladies knickers in view of everyone, c'mon man!
Naked and exposed the girls swayed and moved their bodies to the lively music, touching themselves then each other in all the right places, their expressions making it hard to tell whether they were enjoying it or whether it was all part of the show; shit it wasn't like I cared, I mean fuck, I was horny as hell, my hard-on straining against the fabric of my briefs.
After the music ended the girls blew kisses as they walked off the stage, and Woody came back on applauding.
"Man, them girls are hot right?"
More applauds.
"But you know, ever so often a star comes along who really makes you turn and go wow..."
"Now this modal is way more than just a beautiful face, she is a University graduate with a degree in microbiology, and was a modal for the fabulous Ford Agency. Coming into the adult industry, her striking Thai looks, and enthusiastic performance with her partners shot her to stardom and now, she owns her very own production company, Teravision Inc."
"Gentlemen, and our few ladies out there, I give you the delectable and exotic porn queen, Tera Patrick."
I think I may have been making the most noise as Tera walked on stage in the flesh, dressed in a tight fitting blue leather skirt that hugged all the right curves, and a pair of see-through slip on high-heel sandals. Behind Tera on the big HD LCD screen were clips of various movies she had acted in, sho
wing her do what she does best.
She walked over to Woody Haralson and pecked him on the cheek as she took the mike from him, and we all whistled as he reached around and squeezed her scrumptious ass, Tera smiled and gave him a full on wet French kiss, reaching down and massaging and cupping his crotch. She then turned to the audience...
"Hey, how's everyone doing?" the sex-goddess greeted, "It's so great to be here as the guest of honor at the 35th Hustler Promo Convention..."
"I just want to give a shout out of thanks to Jenna, Tawny and Sunny; don't you guys think that was hot?"
Again the convention center thundered in applause and cheers.
"Yeah, awesome", Tera smiled, "god you guys are so great, I just wanna open by thanking you all for the monster support you give both me and Teravision, it means so, so much. Now I know I haven't really been in front of the camera recently cause I've been so busy with the producing side of things, and a lot of people are hitting my website asking me to perform..."
"But please don't worry, I'm looking into doing another InTeravctive movie, as well as a second sequel to Reign of Tera", Tera had to stop talking because of all the noise, "plus", still too much noise...
"Plus we're looking to give out a special prize here today by means of a raffle draw with a number corresponding to one that one of you gentlemen out there are wearing. Now we're not going into that right now, right now we're gonna invite my good friend Jessica on stage..."
"Every one give it up for Jessica Jaymes."
The noise went through the roof again as the sexy and busty, Jessica Jaymes walked on stage in the stars and stripes bikini she wore in one of her Hustler shoots; the big screen again showing clips of her sucking and fucking in high def. She walked up to Tera kissing her on the lips as she sat down on the high chair that was on stage, Tera sitting next to her.
"Hey Jessica, how you doing today?" Tera asked her.
"Hey, I'm great, even better for being here."
"Why don't you tell everyone why you appreciate being invited here to the Hustler Promo?"
"Exposure", Jessica Jaymes said simply, "Hustler is the premier adult entertainment media, and to be asked to appear at the Promo is great for my career..."
"Add to that the chance to meet some of my fans, and of course get ample opportunity to fuck."
"Humm", Tera smiled crossing her legs on the seat she had taken, "I heard the groans of the guys from here; I bet they really wanna see you fuck."
"Great, the sooner the better, the harder the wetter," Jessica growled sexily, and Tera smiled as she looked behind her at the man who walked on stage.
He was the typical buff handsome woodman (a woodman is a term in the porn industry for the guys who fuck the girls, in case you were wondering). Behind him was a cameraman who followed. Jessica Jaymes meanwhile had moved to a white leather sofa and sat down.
The man walked up to Jessica and bent over her on the sofa on the stage and started kissing her plunging his tongue down her throat, the enthusiastic slut more than willing to suck on his tongue. Everything that was happening was being projected on the big screen as the guy with the camera recorded the action; it was a scene from a blue movie being shot right in front of us.
At this particular time the camera man had zoomed into Jessica's hand running over her bikini bottom before slipping in and pulling the thin cloth over her crotch exposing her cute pink pussy. Her fingers were working in and out of her cunt, as she warmed herself up for the action.
Tera had got up and moved to the woodman and started pulling off his pants and his boxers, his huge circumcised cock springing free. Tera reached around his waist and gripped his dick and brushed it over Jessica Jaymes' soft folds, making her moan as the man kissed her neck; everything being displayed in crystal clear HD glory on the screen.
I bit back a groan as Jessica yelled out as the man pushed into her right in front of us and started rocking her body with hard strokes. Tera sat on the seat next to Jessica and spread her own legs, the camera showing that she had no panties on. She started running her middle finger over her clit, and pushing her forefinger inside herself and moaning like an over-sexed whore as she watched the woodman banging the hell out of Jessica Jaymes.
I didn't know about everyone else in the center, but my cock was throbbing as I watched the live porn show in front of me, my hands growing clammy as the clear screen showed just how wet Jessica was getting as the thick pale cock slid in and out of her hot cunt.
Tera put her hand on the mans waist and he pulled his cock out of Jessica's pussy, Jessica sucking her finger as she watched the dick pull out of her. Tera gripped his cock and pumped it slowly, then rubbed it over Jessica's pussy again before she bent over and sucked on his tip then swallowed his meat.
She moaned as she sucked the guy off then pulled him out of her mouth and positioned him at Jessica Jaymes' slit again. He pushed inside her and started to roughly fuck her again, her legs riding up his waist as she was banged in public.
Tera kept her fingering in stride with brutal fucking Jessica was receiving, and every now and then she would pull the woodman's cock out and give it a few sucks and licks. After roughly ten minutes the man's thrusts started getting erratic and Jessica was screaming bloody murder.
He pulled his cock out of her, and Tera peeled off Jessica's bikini bra exposing her voluptuous silicone filled tits, and then stroked the guy's dick over them.
He groaned as his hips jerked twice as he exploded over her melons coating a large portion of them in his creamy seed, one string even reaching her chin. He bent down and made out with Jessica Jaymes after which he stuck his tongue into Tera's mouth as well.
Tera fixed her tight skirt and got up urging the crowd to give a round of applause as Jessica used a few tissues to wipe the mess off her boobs, and fix her clothing.
"Oh my god that was so much fun," Tera said with a huge smile on her face.
Jessica stood up next to her, "yeah, I really enjoyed that, why don't you guys give Eric Rogers a hand", she said gesturing to the woodman who was walking off the stage. The crowd applauded, but not as enthusiastically as before, the viewing we had just had left us rather uncomfortable in the groin region.
"Alright, alright, alright", said Woody Haralson as he came up from back stage, I would wager my entire year's salary that he got a blowjob or something back there, "You guys have got to agree that these ladies are really amazing..."
"Let's give Jessica Jaymes another hand."
The crowd did just that as Jessica made her way off the stage.
"So Tera", Woody said looking at her, "I think it's about that time."
"You know Woody; I think you're right..."
"Folks it's time to call out the number of our lucky audience member, and to do this I'd like to welcome on stage the love of my life, my husband..."
Spyder Jonez, aka Evan Seinfeld."
The big and heavily tattooed man walked on stage in biker gear and a bandana over his bald head. He walked over to Woody and shook his hand then hugged and open-mouth kissed his porn star wife.
"Hey everyone, like everyone said its great to be here at the Hustler Promo, and I'm here to announce the winner of the raffle, so let's not fuck around huh..."
He pulled an envelope out of his leather waistcoat, "and the winner is number..."
"360."
The audience all shuffled trying to see who wore the lucky number; meanwhile I was staring at the number 360 around my neck.
"Fuck dude, it's you", Brad said bringing me back to reality.
"360", Spyder repeated, who has 360?"
"Over here, here's the guy", the due next to me yelled, pointing his finger at me from above my head. The bouncers proceeded to push the crowd away from me, including Brad, and escorting me to the platform.
I walked up on stage toward Spyder, Woody and Tera, my own image on the big screen very imposing.
"Hey man", said Woody Haralson putting his arm around my neck and positioning me in front
of the crowd, "why don't you let everyone know your name."
"E-hum, James", I stammered, "James McDonald."
"Well James McDonald, you are one lucky son uffa bitch, you know that, Mr. Jonez, why don't you tell my friend, James here what he's won."
"Well first and foremost, he got himself the complete selection of my wife's movies on blue-ray, newly released in HD along with an HD screen like the one here behind us to watch it on..."
"He also got himself a lifetime free subscription to her official site ClubTera.com once he's logged on with his details..."
"Plus, his won a lifetime subscription to Hustler."
"Wow, Spyder that is cool", said Woody, "What do you think of that James?"
"It's awesome", it's all I could say, I was still delirious.
"But, wait", Woody said raising his hand, "this is a Hustler Promo convention man, surely that ain't it."
"Oh no Woody, that's just the build up to the real prize", Tera said cutting in.
"In a few minutes, James is gonna come with me to this room back stage..."
On the screen appeared a room decorated in red, with a bed in the shape of a heart.
"And James is gonna have the opportunity of a lifetime, with my husbands consent, his gonna have the chance of fucking me."
There was a shuffling in the crowd as Tera said the words, words that were ringing in my ears, had Tera Patrick just said I was going to get to have sex with her?
"Of course we gotta be safe first", Evan Seinfeld said, "so James has to cooperate in a little blood test first to make sure he doesn't have Aids or any other S.T.D's."
"Alright, so James is gonna go back stage with a few of our doctors to have an aids test and Tera will be joining him; meantime the rest of us will continue enjoying the show as Holly Sampson, you guys may remember her as Emmanuel in the soft porn series, she'll be having a little girl on girl action with Silvia Saint."
"And a little later Jenna Jameson will be back on to get herself off with a dildo for your enjoyment..." Woody Haralson's voice was drown out as I followed Tera and the officials back stage.
We walked to the back where people were running around working behind the scenes. I saw Jessica Jaymes disappear into a dressing room, her hair tussled and her body wet; I guess she had taken a shower after her tryst on stage.
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