Daughter Does With Mommy Too
Part I
“Would you look at the numbers on this,”
Lenny Longfellow looked at his assistant. “Would I look at the numbers on what,” he asked.
“The latest numbers on High Rollers are in and it’s taking off.”
“They are, are they?”
“Yeah, and you know what’s really got the numbers going?”
“What?”
“It’s the two newcomers.”
“Is it? I was wondering how they would do.”
“The studio says they really like them. They want to know if we can get some more with them.”
“Hmmm.”
“Lenny!”
“I know. I know. I suppose I’ll have to see what I can do.”
“Lenny. You know they’re not going to want to do it. Heck, you know they’re not even going to want to talk to you.”
“I know. That’s what’s going to make it so much fun.”
Despite his words, Lenny wasn’t sure he was going to be able to deliver either one of the two women but he already had a script in mind that he was looking to cast, and a fresh newcomer like Beth Evans would be perfect for the lead.
He got her address from Tiffany and he went to where she lived. It was a small apartment building, and it was probably her first home away from home. He still hadn’t figured out how he was going to make his approach so having nothing better to do, he walked right up to apartment 2B and he knocked on its door.
It seemed as if no one was home. He knocked again, just in case, and just like before, he received no answer. He was about to turn and walk away when the door to the apartment opened and a girl stood there, her hair still wet as if she’d just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready to dry it. Her face fell when she saw Lenny. “Oh,” she said. “I thought you were someone else.”
“I get that a lot,” the man said. “I was looking for Beth Evans. Is she here?”
“She’s at class,” the girl said.
“Oh. Okay.”
“Can I take a message?”
“It’s a personal matter,” the man said. “Say. You wouldn’t happen to be the roommate, would you? Your name’s ...” Lenny snapped his fingers as if trying to remember.
“Rene.”
“That’s right. Rene. Listen, I was wondering if you could help me.”
“Help you with what?”
Lenny took something from his pocket and he handed it to the girl. “Would you hold this for a moment,” he said.
Rene looked at the bauble even as she took it in her hand. “Sure,” she said. “What is it?”
“It’s nothing really,” the man said. “I just needed you to hold it for me, but it’s nothing.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“Now, Rene, you looked like you just stepped out of the shower. Is that the case?”
“Yes.”
“And it looks as if you were expecting someone.”
“My boyfriend, Jeremy.”
“I think perhaps you ought to invite me inside,” Lenny said, “because we wouldn’t want Jeremy to see us talking and get the wrong idea.”
Rene looked nervous. “Hey,” she said. “Could you step inside?”
Lenny smiled. “I don’t mind if I do,” he said and with that he stepped into the girl’s apartment and he closed the door behind him. “Wouldn’t it be better if we went and sat on the couch,” he said.
“We should go sit on the couch,” Rene suggested.
“That’s a great idea,” Lenny said. “I’m glad you thought of it.”
The man and the woman sat on the couch and all the while, the girl continued to hold the bauble she’d been asked to hold.
“I hate to tell you this,” Lenny said, “but Jeremy isn’t coming.”
Rene looked confused. “He’s not.”
Lenny shook his head. “He’s not coming. Even if you hear a knock at your door, even if it happens right now, you’ll know there’s no reason to answer it because he’s not coming.”
“He’s not coming.”
“And maybe that’s a good thing because it gives us more time to talk.”
Rene nodded. “It gives us more time to talk.”
“You just got out of the shower, didn’t you.”
Rene nodded again. “I just got out of the shower.”
“You like to play with yourself in the shower.”
Rene looked confused.
“You like to play with yourself in the shower,” the man said again. “It’s okay. You can admit it. You like to play with yourself in the shower.”
Rene face seemed to lose its confusion. “I like to play with myself in the shower.”
“You like to imagine having guys in there with you. You like to imagine having their cocks in your pussy.”
“Yes. I like to imagine having their cocks in my pussy.”
“It turns you on to think like that, and the more you think like that, the more it turns you on.”
“It turns me on.”
“The more you get, the more you want.”
“I want so much.”
At that moment, there came a knock at the apartment door and Rene’s head turned in its direction.
“Remember, that’s not your boyfriend. In fact, there’s no one there at your door. You won’t hear any knocks at your door.”
There was another knock on the door but Rene seemed not to notice it at all.
“There’s no one at your door, is there?”
Rene shook her head.
“That’s a good girl,” Lenny said. “You heard my words and you obeyed. It’s good to obey my words.”
“It’s good to obey your words.”
“And all the while, you’re still hot and wet from your time in the shower. You need to get fucked and you need it bad.”
“I need to get fucked.”
“You need to get fucked like your roommate.”
“What?”
“You need to get fucked like your roommate. You know, like your roommate the porn star.”
“My roommate’s not a porn star.”
“Sure she is. Didn’t you know?”
Rene shook her head.
“She’s a porn star,” Lenny said. “Take my word for it. She’s definitely a porn star.”
Rene said nothing.
“And here you are, still hot and horny, and all you want is to meet those guys with big cocks, too. You can meet the same ones your roommate knows. All you have to do is to have her take you there. All you have to do is to have her take you back to where she shot her last scene.”
“Her last scene,” Rene murmured.
“They’re shooting there now. If you hurry, you can get there in time.”
“I have to hurry.”
“You have to hurry,” the man said even as he took the bauble from the girl’s hands.
“I have to hurry.”
“Make sure you get there before the day is out.”
“Before the day is out.”
Lenny Longfellow stepped out of the apartment and he picked up his cell phone. “Hey, Tiff,” he said when the call went through. “Yeah, I got a job for you to do.”
In the next few minutes, he rattled off what he wanted his assistant to do and then he waited while she repeated it back to him.
“Yeah, you got it, Tiff, and make it quick because we’re on a tight timeline here.”
Lenny listened again to what his assistant said.
“Yeah, I’m going over to the mom’s house right now.”
The Evans home wasn’t all that far away from the apartment where Beth Evans lived so it wasn’t long before Lenny Longfellow was pulling up in front of the Evans home.
Meredith Evans was hardly pleased to see him. “What are you doing here, ass hole?”
“I’ve come here with a proposition for you.”
“A proposition for me? Haven’t you done enough already?”
“I don’t think you understand. You and your daughter are hot.”
“I think I figured that out already, ass hole. I don’t know what you did to Beth and me but I’m telling you, stay away.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that. The public wants more. They’d like the both of you, but at the very least, they’ll take just her.”
Meredith Evans suddenly started to panic. “You wouldn’t dare.”
The director shook his head. “I’m telling you. It’s not up to me. I mean if you wanted to come do a scene with your daughter—”
“I am not going to help you make one of your perverted, little movies, and neither is my daughter.”
“Geez, I wish you’d told her that sooner because she’s all up for it. In fact, she’s doing a scene with Jack Splat. You remember Jack, don’t you?”
“No,” Meredith Evans whimpered although just hearing his name was enough to make her remember what it felt like to have the porn star inside her.
“It’s too bad you’re not going to be there.”
“All right,” the woman said. “I’ll come along.”
The director just laughed. “Sorry, no can do. Knowing you, as soon as you got there, you’d probably try and talk her out of it, and I don’t think we can risk that.”
Meredith suddenly became angry. “God damn it. Where is my daughter?”
The man smiled. “She’s right where she needs to be.”
Where Beth was at that very moment was on campus with Rene.
Rene had gone there almost from the moment Lenny had left the apartment, and finding her friend was hardly as difficult as she had let on when she’d talked with Lenny.
“Rene,” Beth said when she saw her friend. “What are you doing here?”
“We have to talk,” her friend said.
Beth could see something was up, so she separated herself from the people she was talking to and she went off with her friend. “All right,” she said. “What’s up?”
“A man came to our apartment earlier today. He was looking for you. He said you were in a porno.”
Beth suddenly tensed. “This man,” she said tersely. “Did he have a name?”
“I don’t think he ever said.”
“Listen,” Beth said. “It was all just a mistake. I didn’t mean to do it.”
“Oh my God. So it is true, and you never told me!”
“I was embarrassed.”
“Embarrassed of what? God, I wish I was in a porno.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do. God, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. I mean, I kept telling him that you weren’t in a porno and now it turns out you were. I feel like such an idiot.”
“I couldn’t tell you.”
“I want to be in a porno.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do, and he said I could meet the guys if I let you bring me there.”
“If I let brought you where?”
“He said they were shooting today. He said it was the same place where they were shooting before. He said I could meet the guys if I let you bring me there.”
“I’m not going back there!”
“But I want to go. You don’t even have to stay. Just take me there.”
“No!”
“Come on, Beth. You know where it is.”
“No. I’m not going to do it.”
“Come on. I won’t ask you for anything ever again.”
“But I don’t want to go,” Beth whimpered.
“But I do. Come on. Take me please.”
Even though she said she knew where it was, Beth still got lost once on the way over prompting Rene to accuse her of doing that on purpose.
“I did not,” Beth countered.
“You did to.”
“Listen, if you don’t like the way I drive, I can turn this car around right now.”
That stopped Rene’s complaints. “Don’t turn around,” she pleaded. “Are we close?”
“Yeah,” Beth said with resignation. “We’re close.”
“Good. I can’t wait.”
There was clearly activity going on at the house where Beth had been before. “I’m just going to drop you off here,” she said.
“No, I want you to come in.”
“Why,” Beth asked in near desperation.
“Because they might not let me in by myself, but you’re a star. If I’m with you, I’m sure they’ll let me in.”
“I am not a star,” Beth tried to say.
“That’s not what the guy said when he came by the apartment.”
“But I’m not a star.”
“Come on,” her roommate begged. “Just get me in.”
Beth shook her head in resignation but even as she did, she unbuckled her seat belt. “I’ll get you in,” she said. “After that, you’re on your own.”
“Cool!”
The two girls walked up to the gate where a man was standing but he took one look at the two of them and he waved them through.
“There,” Beth said, “I got you in. Now can I go?”
Before Rene could answer, a man’s voice shouted out her name. “Beth,” the man said, “or should I say Joy.”
“Joy,” Beth asked.
“That’s the name we used on your first movie,” Lenny said as he came up beside the two young women. “Joy de Vivre. Nice, huh?”
“Whatever.”
The man was pressing something into Beth’s hand. “Now you don’t have to be like that,” the man said even as he wrapped her fingers around the object.
Beth could feel her mind going slack as the man continued to talk. “We’ve been waiting for you,” the man said.
“You’ve been waiting for me?”
“Of course we have. We can’t shoot our movie without its star.”
“I’m a star?”
“Would you listen to her,” Lenny said. “Such modesty, but yes, Joy, you are definitely a star.”
He called her Joy, the girl thought. That wasn’t her real name, only ... only why did it somehow seem right to her.
“We’ve got a new movie coming out called Sabrina, the Teenage Itch, that introduces newcomer Joy de Vivre as the irrepressible Sabrina.”
There was a smattering of clapping from the crewmembers nearby.
“I’ll bet you can’t wait to get started,” the man said.
“Yeah,” the girl said.
“It was the role you were born to play.”
It was, Joy told herself.
“You have an itch that needs to be scratched.”
“Yes.” She really did have an itch that needed to be scratched
“It’s an itch deep between your legs and only one thing will do the trick.”
“Only one thing,” Joy thought.
“The only thing that will scratch your itch is a nice, long cock.”
Yes, of course. A nice, long cock. That would scratch her itch just the way she needed it to be scratched.
“As the title character, you’ll be called upon to do lots of fucking. That’s okay with you, isn’t it?”
“Yes, of course.”
“It excites you, doesn’t it, having all those cocks to yourself.”
“Uh huh,” the girl murmured.
“Just think. All those girls out there, just wishing they could be you. It makes you kind of hot, doesn’t it.”
A slow grin started to form across her face. “Uh huh,” she said again.
“We should get you ready for your role, right,” the man said even as he slipped the bauble from Joy’s hands.
The girl blinked and then she blinked again. “Right,” she said.
“Look at you,” Rene said. “And you said you weren’t a star.”
“I guess I was just being modest,” said Joy.
“Oh no need to be modest, little Miss Pornstar.”
“I most definitely agree with your friend,” Lenny told the girl, “but now, we really do have to get her ready, so Joy, if you would,” and with that, he motioned for Joy to follow some other people who led her away.
“I can’t believe it,” Rene said. “She never told me.”
“Maybe she was afraid you wouldn’t understand.”
“I would have understood.”
Lenny nodded. “Why don’t you walk with me,” he said even as he led the girl back into the house. “Here,” he said as they walked. “You can hold this.”
For the second time that day, Rene took the bauble from the man’s hands.
“I know you would have understood,” Lenny said. “I have no doubt of it, and I must commend you on getting your friend here as quickly as you did.”
“Thank you.”
“Of course, I never doubted that you would come through for us. After all, we both know why you’re really here.”
“We do?”
“You wanted to meet a porn star cock.”
“Well yeah. I was kind of hoping, you know.”
“I know. A girl has needs, you know.”
Rene grinned slyly. “Exactly. A girl has needs. I couldn’t have put it better.”
“Do you remember what you were doing when I came to your apartment this morning?”
The girl looked confused. “I ... I wasn’t doing anything. I’d just gotten out of the shower.”
The man grinned. “That was exactly what I meant. Tell me, what do you think about when you’re in the shower?”
“I think about getting fucked.”
“It’s a fantasy of yours, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Would you like to make your fantasy a reality?”
“What?”
“Would you like to make your fantasy a reality?”
Rene didn’t have to think twice about the answer to that question. “I want to make my fantasy a reality.”
“Good. Because even though your roommate would be perfect as Sabrina, I think you’d be perfect as her spunky, little roommate. What do you think about that?”
“By spunky, I assume you mean do I want to be full of spunk. Is that right?”
“That sounds about right.”
“And by full of spunk, you mean—”
“I think you can figure that out for yourself. So what do you say. Are you up for it?”
“Of course. I’ve always wanted to be a porn star.”
“You want to be Sabrina’s slutty roommate, don’t you?”
Of course, she did, she told him. Wasn’t that obvious? Geez. She was born for this kind of part.
“Well all right then. Let’s get you in the shower and let’s see what happens.”
It wasn’t as simple as that, of course. Lenny had some ideas for things that Rene could do, not that she was going to need them, of course. After all, she was Sabrina’s slutty roommate, wasn’t she, and of course, that meant she knew exactly what she was supposed to do, and since the director was kind of cute, and it was ... god, how long had it been since she’d last been fucked ... well, however long it was, it was too long, and since the director was kind of cute, she was figuring maybe him and her ...
The man seemed to sense her need. “Save it for the scene,” he told her.
Rene couldn’t help but pout at that. She could show him what she knew and she could be ready for the scene. It wasn’t like she was some guy who would get all worn out. After all, she was the slutty roommate. She was sure she could handle two guys. Come on. Hello!
Well, okay, one of them was a porn star and they said he had a big cock. They said his name was Malcolm McWow, and when she asked about his name, the only answer she got was that she’d find out soon enough.
And that was when they told her to get in the shower. She wasn’t really supposed to take a shower, they told her. They didn’t even want her to turn the water on. Something about it ruining the makeup and she supposed she could see that except that it had always been a fantasy of hers, having a guy catch her as she came out of the shower.
So she just stood there as a camera peered down over the top of the shower wall and as the director yelled “Action,” and then she said her first line.
“Is there someone out there,” she wondered aloud although of course, she knew there was.
“I think there is someone,” she said, “and it sounds like a man.” Of course, it’s a man, Rene told herself. This is a porno, although come to think of it, having a woman out there wouldn’t be such a bad thing either.
“I should go out and see who it it,” the girl said to herself. Of course, she told herself. That was what everyone did when there was a strange man in their bathroom.
She opened the door to her shower and she peered out. “Is anyone out there?”
“Just me, babe,” said a deep voice.
This was it, Rene told herself. She was finally going to get to do it. She opened the shower door and she stepped out of the shower. This was it. She was finally going to be a porn star.
And there he was. He was big, and he was ... and he was ... he was big and black.
“You lookin’ for someone babe?”
She couldn’t help but look down. He was big ... and he was ... he was big. She could see why they called him Maclcom Mc-Wow. But he was ...
He was big.
“You lookin’ for someone,” the man asked again.
Rene stepped forward and her hand stroked the man’s cock. “Yeah,” she purred. “I think I’m looking for you.”
“You think so, huh?”
The girl dropped to her knees and then she took the man’s cock in her mouth. She stroked him once and then once more before she finally pulled back. “Yep,” she said. “I think I’m definitely looking for you.”
The man grinned. “Well, it looks like you found me.”
Rene grinned back. “I certainly did,” she said and with that, she once more returned her mouth to the man’s cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned and then he groaned again. “Oh fuck. You do that good.”
Rene didn’t say anything. She just kept right on sucking.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned and then he was pushing her back.
“Did I do something wrong,” asked a pouting Rene.
“Wrong,” the man laughed. “No, babe. You didn’t do nothing wrong, but I got to get me my cock inside that pussy of yours.”
Oh God. He was going to fuck her. He was so big, and he was going to fuck her. Oh God. This is what she lived for. This was why she’d become a porn star ... or at least she thought it was.
The man led her back to her “bedroom” and then he was pushing her down on the bed. In moments, her legs were spread and the man was sliding in between her knees. She rubbed her pussy as she looked up at the man with the big, hard cock. “Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”
The man was more than happy to oblige and within moments, she had his cock between her legs.
“Oh yeah,” the girl groaned. “Oh yeah.”
Geez, that cock was big.
Oh yeah.
“Little slut likes this, doesn’t she?”
“You’re right,” Rene said. “I am a slut but I don’t just like it. I love it. Now stop holding back on me and fuck me harder.”
The man growled and then he was pushing harder and suddenly, Rene was asking herself just what the hell she had done. Oh geez, she told herself. Oh geez, she wasn’t sure she could take this.
Okay wait. It was getting a little bit better. It was ... oh geez, it was still fucking big, but ...
The man was starting to groan. He was going to cum.
Oh geez, it was her pussy. She was going to make him cum. Oh God. She knew what she wanted. She wanted him to cum on her face. She wanted him to treat her like a porn star.
And no sooner had that thought entered her mind than she was kneeling down in front of him, kneeling down and alternating between looking up at him and looking back at his cock. “Come on,” she wanted to say. “Give it to me. Treat me like a porn star.”
The man grunted and his cock spewed and suddenly, there was no stopping it. He was cumming all over her face and Rene couldn’t help but like it, because after all, he was treating her like a porn star.
No, she corrected herself. Not like a porn star. She really was a porn star.