Prankster Ch. 10

"Yeah, about an hour ago. But Tony made me wait until a minute after. I was born at eleven o'clock at night."

"But that wouldn't be on your ID," Mavis said knowingly.

"Yeah, I know. That's why Tony made me wait. See now that it's after midnight; he's safe to film me. Now I'm surely eighteen, right?"

"Yeah . . . I guess. Say, are you still cherry?"

"No way, girl."

"Me too,"Me too, Mavis chirped. I was playing spin the bottle, and one thing lead to another. I still get hot thinking about it."

"So," Mavis said, "you ever get knocked up?"

"Nope," Ginger replied.

"I did, and I'm twenty, almost twenty-one. My mother takes care of the kid, you know?"

"My father's pissed about it, but my mother's happier than I've ever seen her, fussing with my daughter."

"How old is she?"

"Three as of last month."

"Did having the baby hurt?"

"Naw, and neither did the abortion I had at eighteen. That was almost painless, and you know, my father punished me, keeping me grounded, you know? So that when I finally got out again, I started fucking anyone who'd let me spread my legs."

"Geez!"

"It wasn't six months later that I was knocked up again."

"No shit!"

"I'm not kidding. But this time I knew what was going on, and I confided in my mother. She knew enough to leave my father out of it and took me to a specialist. He confirmed it and as far as my father knew, I was sent to visit my aunt in another town. I had the baby and after another month or so my mother brought us both home.

"Yeah, my mom, you know?"

"So," Ginger asked, "How many guys you think you've laid?"

"Hmmmm, I don't know. I never counted them."

"Care to guess?"

"Hmmm, maybe fifty or sixty," Mavis offered as she scratched her breast.

"Geez! I got a lot of ground to cover to catch up with you!"

"Yeah, I'm a natural born slut. Some girls have only one, or two, you know?"

"Yeah . . . I feel sorry for them," Ginger said.

"I'm gonna start counting tonight, see how long it takes me to reach a hundred."

Laughing, Mavis said, "No fair counting a guy fucks you more than once."

"Okay," Ginger responded brightly. "Fair's fair!"

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Sissy was making great, heaving, snorting noises and the huge dildo had vanished into her snatch up to its oversized rubber balls. She was grinding her ass into the bed, and grabbing the sheets with her free hand. Her stomach muscles were twitching as she left the dildo where it was and rubbed at her clit, now fully out of its hood. She whimpered twice, and her hips convulsed on the bed.

Barely zoomed in as her over-stretched, elastic-like labia gripped the dildo's base.

Sissy put both hands on the dildo and began to draw it out. Its entire length was coated with her juices, and her musky scent was overpowering from where Barely stood filming her.

The dildo came out until only the tip of the head was left nudging her labia, now hanging limply although still engorged with her rushing blood.

Essence zoomed in and filmed a rivulet of juice that dribbled out and down the cleft to her asshole.

Sissy's entire body tensed, and then she shoved the dildo back into her, gasping with both effort and pleasure. Both cameras recorded the squishy fart-like sound it made, and the grunting whine that ripped from Sissy's throat.

She eased it back out and then in, slowly getting into a rhythm, both hands on the dildo's balls while a small river of free flowing juices trickled over her thighs, into her ass, and finally settled into a pool on the sheet beneath her.

Essence slowly panned her camera from the dildo, firmly lodged in Sissy's cunt, to her face, and held it there. Her eyes were wide open, and she was staring directly at Barely.

"Here . . ." she kind of mumbled.

When no one responded, she took a hand from the dildo and beckoned to the black albino filming her.

"Here!" Sissy pointed to her mouth, and Barely knew she wanted to suck him off.

"It's okay," Essence said matter-of-factly, "I'll get everything on film."

Barely put his camera down and took his cock out as he joined Sissy on the bed.

Both her hands returned to the dildo. She opened her mouth and grunted again.

He brought his manhood to her lips. She opened wide and enveloped his cockhead into her mouth, sucking voraciously, working her tongue around and under his helmet.

She had obviously done this before, Barely thought and fed more of his shaft into her throat. Sissy began to move her head back and forth, nibbling here and there, and giving him some of the best head he'd ever had.

Essence stood there next to them encapsulating the scene on what she realized were fairly shaky legs.

Sissy continued bashing the dildo in and out at an ever increasing speed.

Barely felt himself readying to cum.

He warned her that he was going to, and Sissy turned her head to the ceiling and arched her back just as he released his load.

Her tongue was running along the edge of his cock when he shouted and so the first spurt launched a rope of sperm across her cheek and nose. The second caught her right in the eye, with some landing in her hair. By the third burst, she was slurping greedily on his pulsing cock as he tried not to grab her head.

Essence came in her pants the moment Sissy's mouth opened and the sperm drooled out the side of her mouth onto her chin. And when she began to gargle the remainder in her throat, Essence came again.

It is noteworthy that throughout his cock's ejaculation, Sissy had maintained a steady thrusting of the dildo into her seemingly bottomless cunt, grunting louder and louder with each thrust. Suddenly, she took one hand from the dildo and brought it to her clit and rubbed feverishly.

Then her orgasm hit. Her hips rose off the bed and her legs scissored open. She began to scream. It was an awesome squealing sound and carried over the partition to the other set.

Then, with pelvis spasming, she went rigid and let out an even louder scream that slowly evolved into a series of raspy whimpers. The dildo oozed out of her, along with a huge backwash of her juices.

"Cut!" Essence called out and shut down her camera and then stumbled over to the chair that Elaine, Sissy's girlfriend, was sitting on. Elaine got up and Essence plopped down.

"There's a bathroom behind the set," Barely whispered to Sissy, who seemed stunned by what had just happened to her.

She opened her eyes and smiled nervously. "Thanks," she murmured and rose up from the bed. Not bothering to pickup any of her clothing, she made her way toward the bathroom with Elaine in close pursuit.