18-06-2019, 04:29 PM
Avinash laughed in her face. "As all the others have. In exactly the same way. Like all the other whores I've paid for. As they did."
She stared at him uncomprehending. "I -- I don't understand --"
"No, I don't expect you to. I don't expect anyone to."
"What -- what do you want, then Avinash? How -- how do I --?"
"I like to watch."
"What?"
"I like to watch. It turns me on to watch a couple fucking. I like seeing it live, or in films. For years, I watched one blue film after the other constantly. After a point, they're boring, not really exciting enough. Fortunately, I have an electronics company and we make or import the latest in audio-visual equipment. So I decided to make my own films. I make extremely sexy films. And I watch them. Again and again. When I get bored, I make new ones. I have an enormous library. Over three hundred tapes."
"But don't you -- don't you want to --?"
He smiled thinly. "No. I prefer to masturbate. Repeatedly. I can come again and again without effort. I find it exhilarating."
Anuja took a deep breath. "Well," she said quietly. "Good for you, then Avinash. And goodbye. I don't want this. Live with your quirks. I won't."
She turned away and headed for the bathroom.
"You're making a mistake."
She turned, anger in her eyes. "I don't think so."
"Perhaps you should see this. It might change your mind."
"Not a chance."
"I think you should consider, Anuja. This could change everything."
He picked up a remote control from the coffee table and thumbed a button. The big colour television set against the wall flickered to life.
Anuja gasped. It was one of her films. One she had made for Hedon & Venery. It was done soon after she joined, and was the first in which she had the lead role.
The sequence on screen showed her thrashing in unfaked passion with an enormously endowed black man in an eye-mask.
He was licking her slit. His tongue was thick and heavy and long, almost animal, a bright sexual organ on its own.
Anuja lay naked on her back and her head rolled from side to side and her hips heaved and bucked eagerly under his face.
Her hands were under her swollen breasts, squeezing the fleshy mounds, tugging at her long, rigid nipples sexily. Her legs were spread, her knees bent, moaning feverishly.
Anuja gaped in dismay and watched her hands roll sensuously over her breasts, then slide down to her lover's head, moving it around between her thighs.
Her hips arched, her back bowed, and her body jerked on the bed.
"Where did you get that?" she gasped.
The film was meant strictly for overseas sales to South American countries.
The camera lingered in a long close-up of his tongue in her cunt, curling and flipping through the sodden cunt-flesh, rimmed with damp curling pubic hair, flicking her swollen clitoris furiously with his tongue and his thick lips sucking it, drawing it in and out between his lips. Her lust was evidently unfaked.
"I told you. This is my hobby," Avinash explained. I found a mail order firm in America that scours local markets for fresh material around the world. This was bought in Rio, of all places. Frankly, I'd be interested to find out what your parents or friends would think if they should chance to see something like this. Personally, I think it's wonderful. You agree?"
He turned up the volume. Anuja heard herself moan and gasp obscenely as the Negro slid up and worked her breasts and nipples with his tongue.
She arched her back, squeezing her breast into his mouth. His large, white teeth tugged on one as he pinched the other, and then he rapped his tongue rapidly across her nipple.
Anuja groaned and arched, her hand pumping his cock.
"I want to suck your cock," she heard herself say. "Let me suck you."
The man moved up and squeezed his thick, dark penis between her breasts, fucking them slowly, raking her nipples down his shaft. Her lips fluttered, questing for his cock-head and, with a dry chuckle, he knelt over her face and pushed his cock into her mouth.
She sucked his penis hungrily, her head rocking up and down between his thighs. His bloated penis distended her face. She licked the gorged cock-head lasciviously, winding her tongue round and round the slimy bulge, her fingers deftly working his balls.
The man's hips pumped gently, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth and then he turned around and they went into a sixty-nine.
The camera retreated to a mid-shot of their bodies writhing together, then moved seamlessly into a series of alternating cuts between his tongue in her cunt and his penis in her mouth.
She stared at him uncomprehending. "I -- I don't understand --"
"No, I don't expect you to. I don't expect anyone to."
"What -- what do you want, then Avinash? How -- how do I --?"
"I like to watch."
"What?"
"I like to watch. It turns me on to watch a couple fucking. I like seeing it live, or in films. For years, I watched one blue film after the other constantly. After a point, they're boring, not really exciting enough. Fortunately, I have an electronics company and we make or import the latest in audio-visual equipment. So I decided to make my own films. I make extremely sexy films. And I watch them. Again and again. When I get bored, I make new ones. I have an enormous library. Over three hundred tapes."
"But don't you -- don't you want to --?"
He smiled thinly. "No. I prefer to masturbate. Repeatedly. I can come again and again without effort. I find it exhilarating."
Anuja took a deep breath. "Well," she said quietly. "Good for you, then Avinash. And goodbye. I don't want this. Live with your quirks. I won't."
She turned away and headed for the bathroom.
"You're making a mistake."
She turned, anger in her eyes. "I don't think so."
"Perhaps you should see this. It might change your mind."
"Not a chance."
"I think you should consider, Anuja. This could change everything."
He picked up a remote control from the coffee table and thumbed a button. The big colour television set against the wall flickered to life.
Anuja gasped. It was one of her films. One she had made for Hedon & Venery. It was done soon after she joined, and was the first in which she had the lead role.
The sequence on screen showed her thrashing in unfaked passion with an enormously endowed black man in an eye-mask.
He was licking her slit. His tongue was thick and heavy and long, almost animal, a bright sexual organ on its own.
Anuja lay naked on her back and her head rolled from side to side and her hips heaved and bucked eagerly under his face.
Her hands were under her swollen breasts, squeezing the fleshy mounds, tugging at her long, rigid nipples sexily. Her legs were spread, her knees bent, moaning feverishly.
Anuja gaped in dismay and watched her hands roll sensuously over her breasts, then slide down to her lover's head, moving it around between her thighs.
Her hips arched, her back bowed, and her body jerked on the bed.
"Where did you get that?" she gasped.
The film was meant strictly for overseas sales to South American countries.
The camera lingered in a long close-up of his tongue in her cunt, curling and flipping through the sodden cunt-flesh, rimmed with damp curling pubic hair, flicking her swollen clitoris furiously with his tongue and his thick lips sucking it, drawing it in and out between his lips. Her lust was evidently unfaked.
"I told you. This is my hobby," Avinash explained. I found a mail order firm in America that scours local markets for fresh material around the world. This was bought in Rio, of all places. Frankly, I'd be interested to find out what your parents or friends would think if they should chance to see something like this. Personally, I think it's wonderful. You agree?"
He turned up the volume. Anuja heard herself moan and gasp obscenely as the Negro slid up and worked her breasts and nipples with his tongue.
She arched her back, squeezing her breast into his mouth. His large, white teeth tugged on one as he pinched the other, and then he rapped his tongue rapidly across her nipple.
Anuja groaned and arched, her hand pumping his cock.
"I want to suck your cock," she heard herself say. "Let me suck you."
The man moved up and squeezed his thick, dark penis between her breasts, fucking them slowly, raking her nipples down his shaft. Her lips fluttered, questing for his cock-head and, with a dry chuckle, he knelt over her face and pushed his cock into her mouth.
She sucked his penis hungrily, her head rocking up and down between his thighs. His bloated penis distended her face. She licked the gorged cock-head lasciviously, winding her tongue round and round the slimy bulge, her fingers deftly working his balls.
The man's hips pumped gently, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth and then he turned around and they went into a sixty-nine.
The camera retreated to a mid-shot of their bodies writhing together, then moved seamlessly into a series of alternating cuts between his tongue in her cunt and his penis in her mouth.
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