Darlene's Uncle's Hobby (Part #5)

In the fifth installment of this series, Cindy and Philip reconnect for an impromptu romp and Uncle Bill pairs Philip with a very affectionate Vietnamese girl.

Introduction

This is the fifth installment in a series of short stories that involve a beautiful and sexy 14-year-old girl name Darlene Blackmoore; her Uncle Bill, who makes independent porno movies using Darlene while he’s looking after her for three years; and the friends and classmates of Darlene who are recruited to be in those films, too. The narrator, Philip Giffner, is one of them. You are advised to read the previous four stories in their entirety.

Part One

As April 1977 turned into May, I, 14-year-old Philip Giffner, was having the time of my life. For about a month, I had secretly been a major player in the illicit films produced by the uncle of my middle school classmate Darlene Blackmoore. I had made five such films in April. Uncle Bill—even I called him that—realized right away that I could produce prodigious cum shots that looked excellent on film. That was the main reason I kept getting jobs from him. (I was very reluctant to describe being paid for screwing beautiful girls as “work.”) My overall gentleness with my female partners was also an appealing trait, I was told. Twice I had bedded busty Darlene, whose figure was fabulous for her 14 years. I had also fucked her best friend, Cindy Wiley, who was a terrific bedmate, too, despite having nowhere near the build that Darlene did. I had also been specially chosen by Uncle Bill for a couple of midweek assignments. These featured me enjoying the carnal delights of two absolute strangers, also 14, whose abnormally flat-chests were surprisingly a huge turn-on for me. I was truly learning many things about myself while getting paid to be intimate with pretty girls. Could life get any better?

One thing I had learned was that I was very protective of both Darlene and Cindy. I had been present as a spectator on occasions when they had shared their horizontal talents with other males—and I didn’t like it. Darlene’s romp with a 19-year-old “pro” was an unmitigated disaster that was stopped after just a few minutes. Cindy’s dalliance with a well-endowed, 17-year-old, high-school student named Roger was uneventful, but I still felt awkward about it. Afterward, Cindy informed me that she much preferred me over Roger as a sex partner. I immediately embraced her for saying that.

I was informed that I would have a third sexual get-together with Darlene that coming Saturday, but nothing else was on my schedule before that date.

On Tuesday, Cindy dropped by my house. She had never been there before. I introduced her to my surprised mother as a “friend from school”, although Cindy’s unabashed affection toward me indicated far more than that. She was cutely clinging to me like a small child.

“She’s quite a friendly friend, Philip!” Mom noted. “It’s nice to meet you, Cindy.” Mom was quite pleased by Cindy’s emergence in my life as I had never had a girlfriend prior to the eighth grade—and she was worried about me.

We retreated to the privacy of my family’s downstairs rec room. I sat on the couch, expecting Cindy to cuddle up beside me. She did better than that: She plopped herself on my lap, ran her fingers through my hair, undid a couple of buttons on her blouse, and began kissing me very passionately. Wow! This was an unexpected—but fabulous—development!

Cindy got right down to business. “Philip,” she whispered to me in case Mom could hear her normal voice, “I loved when we had sex together for that porn movie. It was so wonderful, I want to have sex with you again today even if we’re not being filmed.”

“I’m all in favor of that, Cindy,” I quickly but quietly replied, “but we can’t do it here. You saw that my mother is here. My father and sister will likely be home soon, too.”

“Yeah, I know, but I’m so horny for you that I’m about ready to explode!” she told me. I was very flattered, and I told Cindy I felt the same way about her.

I suggested that we could try to find some secluded part of a nearby park or our schoolyard which was about eight blocks away. Cindy said, “It’s not ideal, but it’s better than nothing.”

Then a thought occurred to me: For the past two Wednesdays I had made movies with the two flat-chested girls I didn’t know. They had been short-notice bookings. I was worried that Uncle Bill might want me for another sex scene on Wednesday. I told Cindy that before we headed outside for an outdoor romp somewhere that I should double check with Uncle Bill to make sure I wasn’t needed for work tomorrow. Even though I was a healthy and virile 14-year-old male, I knew that if I had sex with Cindy on Tuesday, I wouldn’t be in top form if my services were needed on Wednesday. Specifically, I didn’t think I’d be able to match my usual orgasmic output that Uncle Bill would be expecting. I had memorized his phone number, and I quietly called him.

When he picked up the phone, I identified myself in my quietest possible voice. “Uncle Bill, I’m secretly calling you from home so I can’t speak very loudly. I want to know something: Am I needed for a scene tomorrow? Cindy Wiley is here with me right now. If I’m not needed on Wednesday night, we’ll be going someplace in a few minutes to fuck like rabbits.”

“I’m glad you called, Philip,” he said. “No, I don’t have anything for you tomorrow, but you and Cindy can come here tonight, let me film you two fucking each other’s brains out, and you'll get paid for your efforts! Doesn’t that seem like a sensible idea? Besides, Darlene would probably like to watch you two go at it. She missed seeing your scene together. She was shopping for female items with our neighbor that Saturday. Remember?”

Cindy and I practically sprinted the six blocks to Darlene’s house. The sex I had with Cindy that night was so pleasurable that my superb ejaculation covered her from her navel to her nose. We showered together and then returned to the bed to fuck some more. This time it was doggy-style, and my second orgasm landed mostly on her lower back, nearly reaching her long black hair.

“I’m spent!” I announced between deep breaths
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“I am, too,” agreed Cindy. “That was just what I needed—twice.”

Uncle Bill was delighted by what he had just filmed, but it didn’t stop him from admonishing us. “Remember this, you two fools: If you ever get the urge to do what you just did so well, call me up to see if I’m available to capture it forever on my cameras. That way you still have your fun, and everybody gets a payday out of it!”

We both quickly agreed to do that.

Darlene had been an interested spectator. My very enthusiastic and passionate screwing of Cindy prompted Darlene to ask me a difficult question: “Philip, I know you are very fond of me and I’m very fond of you in return, but it’s very obvious that you and Cindy have those same feelings, too. Which one of us do you prefer over the other?”

At first, I couldn’t think of anything to say as a reply other than, “Hmm.” Eventually I said, “That’s like asking a baseball manager whom he’d rather have as his star player: Babe Ruth or Lou Gehrig.”

Darlene and Cindy looked blankly at each other, clearly not understanding that sports history allusion. “Neither one of us has any idea what you are talking about, Philip,” Darlene stated with a grin, “but we’ll both take it as a compliment.”

“Yes, that was a compliment for both of you. It was absolutely a compliment!” I confirmed. I then fondled Cindy’s small breasts one last time and then left the bed to take my second shower of the night. Cindy followed me there and we showered together. Yes, I was as fond of Cindy as I was of Darlene—and I was being paid to bed both of them, and they were totally okay with that arrangement. Somebody upstairs liked me.

Part Two

I had my third scene with Darlene five days later on Saturday morning. This time Cindy Wiley was the interested spectator. I thoroughly enjoyed fondling and sucking on Darlene’s best assets—her sexy, voluptuous breasts—which made me especially aroused. Darlene was excellent in both performing fellatio and in vigorously riding my dick cowgirl-style. Such was my level of sexual bliss that I almost didn’t pull out in time. When I did, my ejaculation sent a large rope of semen high enough in the air to strike Darlene on the underside of her chin. (Uncle Bill later deftly edited the film to show the cum shot in slow motion several times from different directions—and Darlene’s surprised and pleased reaction to it. It was the highlight of my brief film career, thus far.)

“Holy smoke!” Cindy commented from a distance. “That’s amazing, Philip.”

Uncle Bill commented, “Yes, Cindy is right. Your cum shots are amazing, Philip. Enjoy them while you can. When you get to be my age, they might not have quite the power they do now.”

That was a depressing thought, but at age 14 I figured I still had plenty of solid ejaculations in my immediate future.

Before I left Darlene’s house, Uncle Bill told me he had another gig for me on Wednesday night with another stranger. This meant no sex for me between now and then. It was a small price to pay. Darlene and Cindy both amusingly stayed nearby to hear all the details. I got the impression they were becoming as protective of me as I was of them.

“Evelyn’s mom has lined up another girl for you to screw, Philip,” Uncle Bill told me. Evelyn was a local girl who went to another school, so I did not know her until she showed up a few Wednesdays ago to be my bedmate. She was basically a flat-chested nymphomaniac. I had enjoyed our romp together, of course, giving her breast buds a full sample of my semen.

“Another flat-chested beauty for me, is she?” I curiously asked.

“No, this one apparently has a nice figure on her, Philip,” was Uncle Bill’s reply. “She’s your age at least, perhaps a bit older, and she is an exotic girl. Her name is Lan; that’s the Vietnamese word for ‘orchid.’ She doesn’t speak much English, and neither does her mother. They haven’t been in this country very long. Apparently, they both use their natural talents to supplement their household income—and do quite well from it. I’m told they hope Lan doing a porn scene might make her famous so she can raise her prices.”

“Her mother sounds like a practical woman,” I stated with just a hint of sarcasm. “Of course, you can count me in. This will be a first for me, bedding a foreign girl. I think I’ll enjoy it.”

“Philip, I have a hunch you’ll really enjoy it,” Uncle Bill insisted. “I’ve been told that Lan is pretty, busty, and very affectionate. The last adjective was emphasized.”

I noticed that Cindy and Darlene glanced at each other. I got the impression that they were already slightly jealous about this teenage Vietnamese beauty that none of us had met.

Part Three

When Wednesday arrived, I had kept my promise of celibacy since Saturday morning. I got to the film studio at Darlene’s house well in advance of the 7:30 p.m. shoot, as was my custom. I was a punctual person by nature—it was a trait that ran in my family—but no male my age would want to be a minute late for what I was about to do. Darlene was present, eager to see my sex partner for that night. Cindy was absent, though. She had only ever seen me with another girl on one occasion. That was my debut performance with Darlene. She was hidden away by Darlene and Uncle Bill as a double surprise for me. The first surprise was Cindy’s mere presence. The second part was the news that she’d be my partner for a scene the following Saturday.

Lan Trang and her mother showed up early as well. As advertised, their English was not great. “I bring daughter to fuck nice boy in movie for money,” Lan’s mother stated. Uncle Bill told her they had come to the right place. Apparently, Evelyn’s mother had made it perfectly clear to them what Lan would be doing and whom she would be doing it with.

“Ah, you the nice boy, age 14 years!” she said when she noticed me standing next to Darlene. Lan immediately rushed across the room to embrace me. She was small in stature—not a surprise considering her ethnicity—but she had a very nice build and a cute face. She was also very affectionate, as I had been told. Her unexpected embrace was long and passionate considering we had not even been formally introduced to each other. I wasn’t complaining, though, and I hugged Lan just as warmly as she was hugging me.

“My name Lan,” she said. “You Philip?”

“Yes, Philip is my name, Lan,” I informed her.

“I like to do sex with boys and men,” she declared without a hint of embarrassment. “I show you a good time. You will see. We will have a good fuck together. You will come good.”

“That’s what I like to hear!” I replied with a chuckle. “I hope to please you, too, Lan.”

“Yes, my daughter speaks the truth,” her mother confirmed. She is a good girl to fuck. All the men and boys like Lan. You will, too.”

Lan was very eager to start. Uncle Bill had to tell her not to disrobe until he and his cameras were ready to begin the scene. He had set out special clothes for the two of us to wear at the beginning of the scene, but he said, “Ah, to hell with it. This girl can’t wait to fuck you, Philip. Just wear the clothes you’re already wearing. You’ll be out of them in about ten seconds anyway.” We undressed together simultaneously. Uncle Bill called “Action!” and Lan was standing in her birthday suit even quicker than he had estimated, so fast, in fact, that she had time to remove my underwear and toss it aside. “Nice dick you have, Philip. I make it hard!” she told me. She lived up to her promise, that was for sure!

We were still standing at the edge of the bed when Lan knelt before me, grabbed the shaft of my penis and placed her warm mouth around it. She immediately orally stimulated it with sucks, licks, and deep-throating it until my testicles rested on her chin. I had heard that Asian girls aimed to please, but Lan was performing far beyond that modest target! I got into the spirit of things by putting my hands on the back of Lan’s head and shoving my penis as deeply as I could toward the back of her mouth. Philip the gentlemanly teenage porn actor was taking a vacation today. Philip the wild sex maniac had taken his place!

After giving Lan a face-fucking—something entirely new for me—I lifted her onto the bed with the intention of giving her a standard (but rough) missionary-position screwing. Lan had different ideas. She took charge by shoving me to the bed. Lan lived up to her reputation for being very affectionate by giving me long, passionate kisses while sprawled on top of me. I had thought the two flat-chested girls were superior kissers, but Lan was in a league of her own. She was sliding her pussy up and down the shaft of my dick while she was kissing me! How wonderfully creative of her.

“This girl is unbelievable!” I shouted to Uncle Bill and Darlene when Lan finally broke our lip-lock.

“Seeing is believing!” Uncle Bill corrected me.

Lan then skillfully shoved my penis into her vagina. It seemed to grab my shaft and draw it in to the deepest part of her pussy. When she began to bounce and gyrate on my dick, it was nothing short of miraculous that I didn’t come. I hadn’t had a chance to enjoy Lan’s tits yet. She was certainly not as busty as Darlene, but she was more developed than Cindy was. Her breasts were the pokey type that almost came to a point. They were great fun to caress since my hands were free as Lan was doing all the work as we fucked. Her perky nipples became so enticing that I drew Lan forward so I could suck on them. I did—and my penis never left Lan’s warm vagina the entire time.

I knew my time for self-control was almost up. Accordingly, I grabbed Lan by her waist and rolled her over, so I was now on top of her. I thrusted my throbbing dick in and out of her pussy with tremendous zeal as she declared, “Yes, Philip, you fuck me good! I like it very much!”

“I like fucking you too, Lan,” I said without pausing my screwing for even a second. “Now I have to come all over you.” I pulled out of Lan’s delightfully moist cunt, straddled her, and ejaculated. The first rope of jism landed between her breasts. The second one struck Lan solidly on her face, which surprised her. I liked the look of my handiwork thus far, so I deliberately aimed three further blasts at the same target. Lan’s pretty face became a mask of thick, white goo.

Uncle Bill, who was operating a hand-held camera (as usual) was thrilled by the image. “Magnificent!” he shouted. “What a cum shot, Philip!”

I wasn’t quite finished with my lustful behavior. Still straddling my Asian bedmate, I scooped up a large dollop of jism with my fingers and placed it in Lan’s mouth. She gagged slightly, but that didn’t stop me from giving her a second serving of my warm cum…and then a third…and a fourth.

“Don’t stop the cameras!” I advised Uncle Bill. “I’m not through with her, not yet!” My penis was still somewhat hard, so I reinserted it into her vagina and reestablished the fucking rhythm that had put me over the edge. Five minutes later, I enjoyed having another orgasm—a much smaller one. Every drop stayed in Lan’s pussy. I lied on top of her for several minutes, a thoroughly exhausted 14-year-old boy. “That last shot into your pussy was intended to make a baby,” I whispered in her ear. “You are a great fuck, my dear.”

Like my last Wednesday shoot, I came too fast, so we had to pad the movie a little bit. Uncle Bill had us get into the clothes he had set out for us and undress each other in a sexy fashion. I really enjoyed playing with Lan’s lovely tits for about two full minutes. In his film-editing room, he made it appear there was a smooth transition from that scene to the one where Lan was giving me world-class fellatio. I was beginning to realize that Uncle Bill actually was quite talented at what he did.

Lan didn’t seem to mind the huge facial I had given her. “Nobody ever cum on my face that much before,” she told me as we showered together before we did the ‘padding’ scene. “You have powerful dick.” I thanked her and dried her body from head to toe with a plush towel when we got out of the shower. I had Lan lie on the bed again so I could properly dry her nether regions. I could not resist giving her pussy a few long licks. It was about the only typical sex act we hadn’t performed during our lusty scene. “Thank you for nice tongue work, Philip,” Lan said with a contented smile on her face. “You a good boy to do that for my pleasure.”

After Lan and her mother had departed, Uncle Bill handed me three crisp one-hundred-dollar bills—four times what I had made for my first porn film just a month earlier. “That was definitely a $300 cum shot, Philip. My clients will love it. Besides, I got Lan for a bargain rate of just $100. Philip, there’s no doubt you deserve the lion’s share today.”

Darlene took me aside for a private chat. She had a worried look on her face. “You seemed to enjoy fucking that Asian girl a lot. Judging by that huge cum shot…I don’t know what to say.”

I sensed that Darlene needed some reassurance that I still fancied her. “That fuck was purely biological,” I told Darlene. “Lan could make someone lying in the morgue ejaculate, but I have no emotional feelings towards her. None at all.”

Darlene laughed at my comment. Then she said, “Really, Philip? Are you being honest with me?”

“Yes, I’m stating the truth,” I declared. “I’d much rather have sex with either you or Cindy because I sincerely care about you two girls—and you can tell Cindy that when you phone her in five minutes to report on how today’s shoot went.”