THE PRODUCER CH.2 part 5

THE PRODUCER CH.2 part 5


"Oh, where to put them?" Barbara clarified.

"Yes! Is it...should we have like a coat check system or something like that?" Kat questioned with a smile.

"That would work," John offered. "The guy’s strip, hand in their clothes, get a chip with a number on it. All of the clothes are put in one of the rooms upstairs."

"I like your way of thinking, John," Kat said.

"You volunteering to be the guy that takes the clothes?" Sue kidded.

"We're goanna put ya to work, John boy," Mary Ellen taunted.
John, Barbara noticed, was still at full mast.

Now it became a point of admiration rather than amusement.

"John, that is impressive," Kat marveled.

"His cock refuses to cooperate," commented the well-endowed Paige.

Barbara even suggested John jump in the pool. The water was just cold enough to bring his erection down to size.

Finally, the photographs could commence.

Barbara shot John in a variety of poses, then slowly worked in the girls.

"Okay, now I want girl, John, girl. So... why don't Paige and Mary Ellen?

You two stand on each side of John," Barbara instructed. "I want to kind of...emphasize the contrast - the girls in swimsuits set against John's full nudity."

It sounded as if she was describing a beautiful landscape.

"And girls? Kind of look down at his dick," Barbara said so easily, "and smile, giggle. And John, maybe try putting your hands on hour hips, thrust out just a bit - that's it. Don't be afraid to overemphasize your cock..."

John didn't know how long he'd be able to stay flaccid. He was already at a semi-erect state.

"John, your dick is perfect right now," Barbara raved, the camera clicking away. "We don't want you totally hard yet, but it's at a nice, ample state..."

John saw the nice, big bosoms of Paige and Mary Ellen, pushing their swimsuits out to the limit. It was torture keeping his penis from growing to its fullest capacity.

Click, click-click-click, click...

The camera was busy.

Kat sat poolside, relaxing in a beach chair with her amazing legs crossed. She lightly tapped her foot, enjoying the show.

"Okay...now," Barbara said. "This is the grand finale to our promo. I'm goanna need, er, a hand..."

Sue volunteered, since, after all, she had been idle for the past 10 minutes or so.

"Great, Sue," Barbara said. "Would you be comfortable...bringing John to a climax?"

"Sure," Sue responded without hesitation.

The girls and Kat looked around at each other, as if this part of the shoot had been previously discussed.

To John, it was a wonderful surprise.

"Is that something you're okay with, John?" Barbara asked, practically rhetorically.

"Is it okay if I jerk you off, John?" kidded Sue.

She hopped over to John with excitement, she immediately went to work on his shaft, stroking up and down with earnest.

"You do have a nice cock," she openly commented.

"Thank you," he managed to say, as her strokes did wonders.

"Nice and long...and FAT!" she gushed.

John lasted as, long as he could. In this case, it was about five minutes.

The photos, the talk, and not least of all Sue's relentless tugs of his prick, brought John to a wonderful, fruitful climax.

"Woo-wee, John," Kat marveled as a tremendous spurt - a rope - of John's pent-up seed shot majestically into the swimming pool.

The girls laughed as it splashed down into the still waters.

Sue just kept stroking and stroking to bring forth more spurts, more ropes.

"Wah-how, John, jeez," Mary Ellen said in awe.

Sue kept stroking long after John's cock had relinquished its final bit of warm ejaculate. She was so proud of her handiwork.

"John is that normal for you? To shoot THAT much?" asked an intrigued Mary Ellen.

"Uh...," he stammered.

"John," Kat said softly, having arisen from her chair, now walking over to her devoted employee. "Was it all the talk about CFNM?"
Just her asking that got him excited.

"The talk was definitely part of it," he managed.

"The fact that you were basically living out one of your fantasies must have really gotten your heart racing," Paige said, having been informed by her mom that John was in fact a major CFNM'er.

"This is goanna be a fun place to work," he grinned, the understatement of the year.

Laughter and smiles filled the rest of the day.

To be continued