Darlene's Uncle's Hobby (Part #3)

In this third episode, after just three days off, Philip is paired for his next porn shoot with a girl named Evelyn who seems to be a junior nymphomaniac.

Introduction

This is the third steamy story about a 14-year-old lass named Darlene Blackmoore, her paternal Uncle Bill, and Philip, a classmate of Darlene’s who gets lured into her uncle’s sideline job. Here’s a brief summary of the first two episodes. (You are, of course, highly encouraged to read those two installments in their entirety.)

A beautiful and thoroughly sexy middle-school girl, Darlene Blackmoore, is living in her house with her Uncle Bill for three years while her parents reside at her father’s jobsite in Yemen. Her parents are unaware that Uncle Bill has a lucrative sideline as an independent producer of pornographic films. These flicks have no plots, only sex scenes. Moreover, they generally feature young people. Seeing how utterly beautiful his niece is, he persuades the virginal Darlene to appear in one movie after another, which she seems to enjoy. (She definitely enjoys the money she earns from fucking.) Wanting to film scenes with boys she knows and likes, Darlene informs longtime classmate Philip Giffner about what she does—and wants to recruit him for her next film. Philip is a virgin, but he thinks Darlene is gorgeous, so he agrees to meet with her Uncle Bill who tells him what to expect if he agrees. Philip says he is fully interested in participating after he sees a stack of nude still photos of Darlene. The scene they appear in turns out marvelously. Darlene and Philip seem to make an ideal couple for such films, and Philip unloads a sizable cum shot. The success of this film leads Uncle Bill to promise Philip further scenes with Darlene. In the meantime, Philip makes a similar sex movie with another longtime classmate named Cindy, who is also very pretty but nowhere near as busty as Darlene is. That film, too, turns out well. Philip now cheerfully awaits further assignments from Uncle Bill.

As was the case in the first story, Philip narrates this third story.

Part One

It was late Monday morning, just two days after my sex movie with Cindy—in which we spent two joyful hours in bed together after our fucking scene concluded. I was feeling good about life. Why shouldn’t I? I had twice been paid to have passionate intercourse with beautiful female classmates from my school! Life was about to get even better as I saw Darlene approach me in the hallway as I made my way to the school’s lunchroom.

Darlene gave me a brief hug—no doubt making me the envy of any boy in the vicinity who witnessed it—before handing me a note. She whispered, “It’s from Uncle Bill. He has a special job for you on Wednesday night. That’s his phone number. Call him as soon as you can to let him know if you’re available and interested.”

That raised two questions in my mind. “Is it another sex movie job?” I asked.

Darlene laughed and said, “I don’t think he wants to hire you to mow our lawns!”

“Yeah, I suppose that really was a silly question,” I conceded. Then I asked a more legitimate one: “Would my taking this Wednesday job affect our scheduled shoot for this coming Saturday?” That was quite important to me because there was no way I wanted to jeopardize my having another sex scene with gorgeous Darlene Blackmoore.

“No, I don’t think so,” Darlene answered me as best as she could. “I think Uncle Bill would have mentioned it to me if it did. Give him a call soon and good luck to you on Wednesday. I hated to miss seeing your scene with Cindy on Saturday, so I’ll do my best to be around to watch you perform on Wednesday.” Darlene headed off to the lunchroom, but not before giving me an affectionate kiss on the cheek.

An eighth-grade boy, whose name I did not know, jealously came up to me and said, “You’re one lucky guy to get a kiss from the sexiest girl in the whole school!”

I smiled and coyly replied, “You don’t know the half of it!”

Part Two

I took the “as soon as possible” part of Uncle Bill’s note very literally. There was no public telephone located in my middle school in 1977, so I headed to the office to ask permission to use a school phone. (As long as you didn’t abuse the privilege, the school’s secretary would almost always grant a student permission to make an urgent, short local call.) Mrs. Stoneham okayed my request, dialed the number from the note, and then handed me the receiver.

“Hi, it’s Philip Giffner replying to your note. Darlene said I should call you immediately, so I’m using the school’s phone.” I added that last part to alert Uncle Bill that I couldn’t speak totally freely. He caught on.

“Thanks so much for calling, Philip,” he replied. “As you likely guessed, I have another scene for you on Wednesday night if you want it. I think you’d really enjoy having sex with this girl.”

“As if I didn’t enjoy the first two!” I said with a chuckle.

“Yeah, it’s a great job you’ve acquired, isn’t it, Philip?” he stated. “First of all, let me tell you how pleased I’ve been with you for your first two shootings. You’ve been thoroughly professional about everything—and the way you’ve cared about both Darlene and Cindy is wonderful. They both know you are concerned about them, so it made the shoots even better. Therefore, I thought of you when the Wednesday shoot came up.”

I thanked him for the kind words and then asked for some details to satisfy my curiosity. Regardless of what I was told, I was not going to say no.

“The girl is named Evelyn. She has never made a pornographic movie before, but she is apparently quite sexually experienced, so that will be a treat for you, I imagine.”

I had never thought about such things, but I said to Uncle Bill, “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

Uncle Bill continued, “Wednesday night’s scene will be exactly the same type of scene you’ve shot twice already. There’s no plot. Just get naked with a pretty, young girl and do what comes naturally. Of course, you are the one who insists on romancing the girls, for lack of a better term, so please do that again. By the way, the Wednesday job will not affect your second scene with Darlene. Nothing has changed about that job. That is still scheduled for Saturday morning. I figure you are a healthy young male. Having sex every three days shouldn’t exhaust you or affect your abilities to perform.”

“I hope not. Okay, count me in!” I told him. Then I added, “Is there anything else I need to know?”

“There are two things, actually,” he informed me. “First off, Evelyn’s mother will be present at the shoot. That’s a rarity, but it's not unheard of. It was she who approached me about getting her horny daughter involved in porn. Secondly, although Evelyn is the same age as you are, she is very flat-chested, quite a contrast from my niece. Heck, Evelyn even makes Cindy look busty.

There was a long pause before I told Uncle Bill, “I’m sure you know what you’re doing. But I’ll show up about an hour early on Wednesday so you can fill me in with all the details about this. I have to hang up now. The secretary here needs to use the phone. Bye!”

Part Three

I arrived at Darlene’s house at 6:15 p.m. on Wednesday, exactly 60 minutes ahead of the official 7:15 p.m. shoot time. After being involved in two previous porn shoots, I should have been calm based on experience, but I was probably more nervous for my romp with Evelyn than I was with either Darlene or Cindy because I had never seen this girl before. Uncle Bill’s flicks were already illegal pretty much everywhere, but I thought he might be really pushing the envelope by employing Evelyn—who apparently looks younger than her true age—to be my next filmed sex partner. Neither Evelyn nor her mother had arrived yet, so Darlene, Uncle Bill and I had a relaxed chat in the living room. Darlene hadn’t heard much about Evelyn either, so she was eager to learn the details, too.

“When you’ve been making movies for as many years as I have now,” Uncle Bill began, “occasionally, people in search of work start to track you down. On Sunday—three days ago—I got a call from a woman who said her daughter is some type of sex fiend. She likes having a good time with the neighborhood boys—and probably some of their fathers, too. Anyway, the daughter, Evelyn, has no intention of stopping, so her mother determined she might as well make some money from her unusual obsession with sex. I told the mother I could arrange for her to do a sex scene with a 14-year-old boy who was excellent to work with and would treat Evelyn very kindly. Obviously, that’s you, Philip. The mom replied, ‘Those qualities are nice, but Evelyn won’t care. She is only interested if her partner has a dick and knows how to use it.’”

Darlene and I both laughed at that remark. At that very moment a car stopped in front of the house. Two people got out: Evelyn and her mother. Before he opened the house’s door for them, Uncle Bill said he wanted to speak to them privately, so he asked Darlene and me to descend to the basement film studio so that could happen. The three of them would meet us down there shortly.

When we got there and turned on the general lights for the room, Darlene predicted, “It might be 15 or 20 minutes before Uncle Bill will bring them downstairs. What should we do to fill in the time?”

Without saying a word, I immediately embraced the beautiful 14-year-old beauty in front of me and started planting playful kisses all over her pretty face.

“We can’t fuck, Philip,” Darlene reminded me. “Remember, you have to save yourself for Evelyn!”

“Of course, I know that's the case,” I replied. “But, Darlene, you can help me get aroused for Evelyn. Isn’t that a good idea?”

“Yeah, I suppose it is!” she agreed. Therefore, we spent the next 12 minutes romantically groping each other on the room’s large, black leather couch. We remained fully clothed, but as I became engrossed in caressing Darlene’s beautiful breasts, I blurted out, “I can’t wait for Saturday morning when we fuck again! You and these wonderful things are truly irresistible!”

Darlene laughed while accepting the compliment. “Saturday morning is about 60 hours away, Philip. You’ve got a sex-crazed girl coming down those stairs in just a few minutes to be fucked by you…and you’re fixated on Saturday with me?”

I was ready with a perfect and wholly honest answer for Darlene: “Hey, I know what I’m getting on Saturday; however, this new girl is a total mystery to me. She might turn out to be a complete disappointment.”

I would be finding out very soon. Darlene and I separated our embrace from each other when we both heard the door open. Seconds later, three sets of feet headed down the staircase.

Part Four

Evelyn led the way. She was completely unfamiliar to me, but she recognized me quickly. “Hey, I know you!” she said. “I remember you when I used to go to your elementary school. I think your name is Philip, right? I recall everyone seemed to like you.”

I grinned at what Evelyn had said. I stepped forward to greet her. Before I could even say hello, Evelyn turned to her mother and declared, “I think I’ll enjoy fucking him, Mom! He’s a very nice boy.”

I refused to be startled by the forwardness of this assertive girl, so I just continued to smile and said, “Hello Evelyn. I apologize for not being familiar with you from school.”

“No need to apologize, Philip!” she declared. Then she suddenly wrapped her arms around me and gave me the most romantic kiss I’d ever received—beating any busses I’d gotten from either Cindy or Darlene. I liked it!

“Wow! You certainly have a terrific way of saying hello, honey!” I informed her. Then I finally got a chance to take a good, long look at Evelyn Vance.

She was about the same height as Cindy. A blonde, she had a cute, short-cropped hairstyle, a reasonably pretty face…and almost no boobs whatsoever considering she was 14 years old. Uncle Bill was right! If one looked hard enough and had excellent eyesight, one might see the smallest of breast buds pushing against her blue t-shirt. For some reason, I found Evelyn’s utter lack of breasts to be extremely exciting! Despite her lack of a figure, Evelyn had some sort of huge sexual aura encircling her. It was almost palpable. No wonder she was attracting the attention of horny boys of all ages. Frankly, I couldn’t wait to fuck her! In retrospect, Darlene need not have aroused me—although that was, of course, totally enjoyable—because just the thought of having intercourse with this nymphomaniac had me sporting wood.

“I think you can call ‘Action!’ anytime you want, Uncle Bill!” I told him with a broad smile. “You’ve certainly found another winner for me to screw.”

Part Five

Uncle Bill nodded in agreement with my personal assessment of the situation. I suspected he realized I was raring to go and he didn’t want to spoil the positive energy in the room with even the slightest delay. Uncle Bill was also satisfied with both our wardrobes so there was no need for either Evelyn nor I to change our clothing. That was abnormal as he was often quite fussy about such things. Thus, without any further ado, Evelyn and I were positioned on the end of the large, soft bed. The stationary cameras were activated, and Uncle Bill picked up his hand-held camera. The sex scene began with a long passionate embrace between me and Evelyn.

I had a strong hunch that kissing wasn’t the most common romantic skill that Evelyn performed, but she was okay at it. In fact, she was a fairly good kisser. At first, I had rested my hands on Evelyn’s shoulders. After about a minute, we were in a full embrace. When I got frisky with my fingers on Evelyn’s torso, she reciprocated by putting both her hands under my white golf shirt.

“Remove Evelyn’s shirt, Philip,” instructed Uncle Bill from his standing position to the right of us. Since all his movies were silent, he could freely make such comments and suggestions during the filming without it being a problem. As I was still very much a novice—in every sense of the word—I appreciated them. I gently removed Evelyn’s hands from my body, so I could lift her navy-blue top from her torso. There was a design of the Golden Gate Bridge on it, but I had barely noticed until now. Her very flat chest was exposed to me. Evelyn was merrily grinning at me. “Some boys and men like to have sex with girls who haven’t developed much yet,” she noted with a tone of authority on the subject. “Are you one of them, Philip?”

“I’ll lick your tiny breast buds and start to find out!” I replied. I proceeded to do just that, after rubbing my thumbs against them for just a few seconds to see if Evelyn’s nipples would be stimulated into hardness. They were! First, I placed my lips on her left nipple and lovingly drew it toward me. Then I did the same thing to her right one. Evelyn emitted a sound of pleasure. Without needing any coaching from Uncle Bill, I stood up and disrobed rapidly. I saved my briefs until the end as I decided to display my erect phallus dramatically to Evelyn to show her what she had wrought!

I walked the two steps back to the bed with my hands on my hips and my stiffie pointing straight at Evelyn. “For you!” I told her, as if I were offering her a bouquet of flowers.

“Thank you, Philip!” she replied, and quickly placed a kiss on the head of my penis. It reacted to that affectionate gesture. I could feel it jerk upward slightly a fraction of a second later.

Evelyn rushed to be in her birthday suit, too. I gladly helped her to remove her shoes, pink shorts and white underwear. She was going to take off her pink socks with white stripes at the top, but I asked her not to do so. “Evelyn, please leave those on! For some reason, your socks are a genuine turn-on to me.” Evelyn just giggled at my quirky desire, but she obeyed my request.

I practically leapt onto the bed to make love to this high-spirited, youthful charmer. Evelyn certainly needed no coaching from Uncle Bill as she was surely doing what came naturally to her. I had hoped to give her bald vagina a good licking and to get Evelyn in a very cooperative frame of mind. Evelyn somehow anticipated my desire, taking the top role in a “69” position with me having the more relaxing time on the bottom. Evelyn swiftly placed my dick into her warm mouth while she basically sat on my face. My deft licks and sucks got her wet in a hurry. Likewise, Evelyn’s oral skills—fantastic, I suppose, for someone her age possess—put me on the verge of coming too quickly. Having a strong ejaculation is always a pleasurable experience, but having one so fast is a bit embarrassing for any male over the age of 12. At age 14, I was now supposedly a sexual veteran.

Uncle Bill feared the same outcome that I did. “Hey, I want some actual fucking from you two before Philip comes!” he said. “These oral sex shots will be nice, but all my customers like to watch pretty girls getting screwed!”

Evelyn was either too engrossed with performing fellatio on me or failed to grasp Uncle Bill’s subtle request, so I made it clearer to her. “We need to change places right now, Evelyn, so I can give your pussy a good fucking!” I said firmly. That she understood!

Evelyn laid in the exact same spot of the bed where I had been a minute earlier. I pondered whether I should mount this remarkable girl for a missionary fuck or stand at the end of the bed to do it—which I had learned often made the cameraman’s job easier and provided more for the viewer to see. I chose the former just because I felt like lying on top of Evelyn when I penetrated her. (Hey, I was instructed to do what came naturally to me!) My dick was still soaked in Evelyn’s saliva when I gradually pushed the most important part of my anatomy into her waiting, hairless cunt. Her love box was a bit tighter than I expected based on her résumé, but she was still a youthful girl. In other words, it was a wonderful feeling slowly inserting my manhood inside her. She quietly moaned while I thoroughly enjoyed the marvelous sensation. I used slow, long strokes to please Evelyn—and I could tell they had the desired effect. Despite my being occupied, in the background I distinctly heard Darlene say, “Very nice work, Philip!” Now I knew how I’d fuck her three days hence.

Evelyn was the third girl I had bedded for Uncle Bill’s porn films—and also just the third female I’d ever had sex within my whole life. (Remember, I was slightly a few months beyond my 14th birthday.) This was nothing against either Darlene or Cindy—far from it—but I knew I was enjoying screwing the Evelyn the most. Maybe it was the visual aspect of making love to a flat-chested girl my own age. Perhaps it had to do with Evelyn’s unbridled enthusiasm. Who knew and who cared? I just wanted to poke her pussy for hours on end, although human physiology made that fantasy plainly impossible.

There were no microphones to capture the passionate noises of our fucking, but later Uncle Bill and Darlene both confirmed that a lot of happy sounds were coming from both Evelyn and me during our coital romp. It was certainly dual pleasure. At one point when I was thrusting my throbbing dick as deeply as it would go into Evelyn’s vagina, I joyfully muttered, “Girl, you’re marvelous! I want to impregnate you!” I didn’t really mean it, but Evelyn seemed willing for me to try. “Sounds…good… to me!” she replied, her words separated between sexy, soft moans.

I knew a cum shot, probably a huge one, was imminent. I alerted both Evelyn and Uncle Bill to get ready for my soon-to-be climax. (He had told me that he always tried to get as close as possible with his hand-held camera to record that key moment in all his films.) I could sense him draw closer—and I did not disappoint him, Evelyn, or me with the result. I pulled my penis from Evelyn’s pussy and let out a yelp just in time to shoot three large globs of thick, white semen that virtually covered my partner’s entire torso. My sperm blanketed her tiny breast buds, which made my work seem extra special. Uncle Bill recognized it, too. He literally held his camera between Evelyn and me for a second or two to capture my semen slowly dripping off her body. It was such an effective shot that it was used to conclude the film. When Uncle Bill had retreated, I fell forward onto Evelyn so we could engage in another kissing spree, this one to celebrate our joint success.

Uncle Bill had already yelled “Cut!” and Evelyn was about to head to the shower when I interrupted everyone’s plans. “Hey, this may sound weird, but I think my balls have another cum shot in them,” I announced.

“Are you sure, Philip?” Uncle Bill asked me.

I didn’t have much experience to go by, but I stated, “I don’t feel like they’re drained yet. I’d like to continue fucking Evelyn to see if I can come for a second time. Would that be okay?”

“I’ll double your pay and Evelyn’s if you can do it,” he challenged me.

Evelyn was all in favor of me giving it the old eighth-grade try. “Please come again, Philip,” she insisted. “I liked the first one a lot! Besides, it was fun doing sex things with you—maybe the most fun I’ve had in my whole life so far!”

I kissed Evelyn for those kind words of encouragement while Uncle Bill reloaded his camera. Shortly thereafter, Evelyn and I began round two where we had started round one: a lovely “69” position. This time, Evelyn’s pussy was thoroughly soaked from the fucking she had received from me a few minutes earlier. I’m sure my dick still had remnants of cum on it, so we both experienced different taste sensations this time around.

“Yay! It’s hard again!” Evelyn loudly announced to all and sundry to inform them I had regained my erection. Obviously, this vixen possessed a special talent for sexually arousing males.

For fun, I fucked Evelyn doggie-style for five or six minutes. (Until then, I hadn’t noticed what a cute bum Evelyn possessed! I squeezed her cheeks several times while penetrating her from behind.) Then we merrily tried side-by-side intercourse. I enjoyed that, too, because I could fondle Evelyn’s tempting breast buds while we screwed. I figured that even if I couldn’t attain a second orgasm, Uncle Bill was getting some fabulous shots of the two of us copulating in various ways. There was no way that could be a bad thing!

I suspected I’d soon be coming again, so I once again positioned Evelyn on her back. I pulled her to the bottom edge of the large bed. This time I would fuck her while I was standing up. (“For better traction!” I explained to my horny, little bedmate without her having to ask why I was on my feet.) Instead of employing long, slow penetrations, I opted for a series of short, hard and quick thrusts into Evelyn with our groins making a smacking noise to set the rhythm.

“Can I come inside her, Uncle Bill?” I asked, knowing full well he’d likely advise me not to do so for several reasons. Instead, his surprise response was, “Philip, our motto here is do what comes naturally.”

I quickly took that comment as a yes. That prompted my brain to send a positive message to my dick to let loose with another sperm blast. This one was not half the volume of my first orgasm. It was only an estimate as every drop of cum was deposited into Evelyn’s inviting pussy. Of course, when I pulled out—and I took my time doing so—a few watery strands slowly but surely dripped onto the bedsheets from Evelyn’s overfull, small pussy. To me, that was a highly sexy sight! I also instinctively knew it would have great visual appeal to Uncle Bill’s deep-pocketed movie customers around the world no matter where they resided.

I was a happy teenage boy, of course, but I was also utterly exhausted by my physical exertions from that evening. I honestly wondered if I’d have enough strength left inside me to complete the routine 15-minute walk home from Darlene’s house without collapsing halfway there from fatigue.

Evelyn seemed both unfazed and insatiable, though. “Do you think you have a third orgasm in your balls tonight, Philip?” she seriously asked me.

What a surprising girl Evelyn was! By the time she and her mother had left Darlene’s house that night, they had collected $250 in cash and an open invitation for Evelyn to say, “I want to be in more movies!” anytime she liked—and be swiftly accommodated by Uncle Bill.