Darlene's Uncle's Hobby (Final Chapter)

In the eighth and final chapter, Darlene's uncle's porno films come to an abrupt and unexpected end, but she and Cindy want one last romp with Philip.

Introduction

This is the eighth and final chapter of this series of stories. It chronicles the lusty adventures of Philip Giffner. He is a typical 14-year-old boy of the late 1970s who is easily coerced by Darlene Blackmoore, the sexiest girl in his middle school, into secretly making pornographic films with her for her uncle. Darlene’s father’s job compels him to relocate to Yemen for three years to help supervise a major construction project. He and his wife make the trip, but decide it is best for their beautiful, buxom daughter to remain at home instead of being subjected to the strict laws and social customs of the Middle Eastern country.

Darlene’s bachelor Uncle Bill volunteers to act as her guardian. He moves in with his niece while her parents are away. They have no idea that he has a lucrative hobby: making silent pornographic movies featuring young people which he sells privately to a large list of clients all over the world. With the promise of lots of money, he turns the basement of the house into a movie studio and talks voluptuous Darlene into starring in some of his porno films. She enjoys sex—and the money—so Darlene quickly recruits some classmates into the business, too. The most reliable of these recruits is Philip, who had been a classmate of Darlene’s since kindergarten.

Philip had been a virgin as late as April, but he quickly becomes accustomed to appearing in the sex movies because of his surprisingly prodigious cum shots and general boy-next-door good looks. He is well paid for his efforts, too. Because his films are sold primarily overseas, Philip is able to keep his “acting job” a secret from everyone—including his parents. Darlene and Philip’s movies become especially popular with Uncle Bill’s clients. Darlene also talks her close friend, Cindy Wiley, into making films. Although she is nowhere close to having Darlene’s spectacular figure, Cindy is a cute girl. She and Philip are also regularly paired together in sex movies. Philip adores both Cindy and Darlene. They have the same reciprocal feeling about him.

This story picks up at the end of June 1977. Philip, Darlene, and Cindy, all 14 years old, have just completed the eighth grade. Philip is the story’s narrator.

Part One

I had been working in the porn business for three months now. On average, I was making three films per week for Uncle Bill. He wasn’t my uncle, but I addressed him the same way Darlene did. (Cindy called him Uncle Bill as well.) I’d shoot one sex film with Darlene—usually on a Saturday---and one on Monday with Cindy. On Wednesday or Thursday, Uncle Bill would pair me with another girl whom I normally had never seen before. I enjoyed these assignments very much because I never knew who would be my bedmate. I was never once let down. “Hey, Philip, I’ve got another beauty for you to screw on Thursday!” he’d inform me. “I’m sure you do!” would be my typical reply. Sometimes he would give me her name and a brief physical description, but just as often he kept me guessing. I was having the time of my life and making a lot of money doing something that I would have happily done absolutely free of charge.

On the last Thursday in June, I appeared at 7p.m. at Uncle Bill’s studio to have sex with another 14-year-old girl. This one was named Theresa. Uncle Bill had described her as merely an “exotic beauty” which was an understatement. She had a lovely figure—somewhere between Cindy’s and Darlene’s—but she had Guatemalan ancestry, which gave her a swarthy complexion. She was an absolute sexpot—and the moment I laid my eyes upon her I could hardly wait to sample Theresa’s delights.

Theresa had arrived at the studio accompanied by her mother. This was almost becoming commonplace. By my reckoning, she was the fourth “actress” I had worked with whose mother had gotten her the job and was present for the shoot. In every case, the mother believed that having her daughter appear in a teenage sex film would quickly springboard her into a lucrative Hollywood career. It was awkward for me at first being scrutinized by my sex partner’s mother, but after about five minutes of groping any of these girls, I’d put Mom out of my mind and get down to the very pleasurable business of ravishing her daughter.

In Theresa’s case, she apparently had sexual experience in posing for nude photos and performing fellatio but not actually engaging in full intercourse. This became readily apparent about 10 minutes into our scene when I, fully aroused, mounted her for a traditional missionary-style fuck. As I slowly slid my penis into her pretty vagina, Theresa began to whimper slightly as she was tight. As I pushed it in further, she began to loudly complain that my penis’ presence in her pussy was painful. Uncle Bill’s movies were silent (apart from a musical score he always added in post-production) so we could make any noises that we wanted during the filming without ruining any movie’s outcome. However, Theresa’s balking at getting fucked by me was an entirely different matter. She insisted I pull out of her, which I did, albeit reluctantly.

I became frustrated by the situation. I was being exceedingly gentle with this newcomer—as was my usual mode of operation—and I was really turned on by Theresa’s physical beauty. For me, stopping the scene before I ejaculated seemed out of the question. I threw my hands into the air and said to Uncle Bill, “I’m not doing anything out of the ordinary! In fact, I’m likely being gentler than usual with this one!”

“I know you are, Philip. I can see that,” Uncle Bill agreed. Then he laid down the law with both Theresa and her mother. “No fucking means no pay!”

Upon hearing that ultimatum, Theresa’s mother coaxed her daughter into continuing the sex scene. “Bear it as best you can!” she coached her reluctant daughter.

Oddly, Theresa’s hesitance was a sexual turn-on for me. I forgot about being gentle. I climbed aboard her, shoved my erect phallus into her pussy, and promptly pounded away with reckless abandon. Theresa moaned from discomfort and did quite a bit of squirming beneath me, but I made sure she wasn’t going anywhere for the time being. For the first time in my porn career, I accidentally ejaculated inside my partner instead of pulling out and coming on her. This was disappointing to Uncle Bill who used my prodigious cum shots as the visual climax to all my movies because they were typically large and messy. I knew this movie would be well below the quality of any of the other three dozen films I had previously made for him. However, I did enjoy coming inside Theresa even though she got zero pleasure from it. To me, the feeling was utterly fabulous.

Uncle Bill knew he was well short of the usual minimum of 20 minutes of sexual activity that was required for one of his productions, so he shot Theresa and I shot engaging in “foreplay” after the fact, which seemed a bit weird to me. Despite it being out of sequence and a bit on the awkward side, it all worked out. I enjoyed sucking on Theresa’s tits while she caressed my balls. I nearly ejaculated a second time but I controlled myself. After only three months in the porn business, I had slowly developed sexual skills that I never knew I possessed.

Theresa got her pay. Uncle Bill gave it to her in cash with a terse, “Don’t call me; I’ll call you.” He figured he had gotten enough footage to make a passable film, but he certainly knew it would not be up to his usual standards for a flick I was in. He assured me that I was not to blame. So did Darlene and Cindy who were also present as spectators. They had made a habit of being present to watch me work with other porn actresses. I think they were being protective of me or they were slightly jealous that another girl was receiving my affections. Whatever the case, it was flattering to me.

About five minutes later, there was a knock on the front door. Darlene answered it. A telegram had arrived for Uncle Bill. Its message would greatly overshadow the disappointing shoot I had just completed with Theresa. It was a message from Darlene’s parents overseas. Unforeseen and unfolding circumstances in Yemen meant they would be arriving back home in about two weeks. In the interim, Uncle Bill’s movie studio would have to be transformed back to what the basement previously looked like—and his pornographic productions would suddenly cease.

Part Two

That news was startling to everyone, of course. A second telegram gave more details. Pressure from the Yemeni government to have locals rather than foreigners in high positions at the construction site was the reason for the sudden change in plans. Apparently, there was a strong chance that Darlene’s father may have to return, but for the time being, he was being sent home while his company began negotiating with the Yemeni government. Uncle Bill, of course, had to assume his brother-in-law and his sister were returning permanently, so he spent the next two weeks busily dismantling the studio and selling off much of his film-making equipment. If he absorbed any financial loss, he could afford it. He had to have made a fabulous fortune for himself in past three months.

Darlene, Cindy and I were suddenly jobless. It was a case of all good things having to end at some point. I had gotten used to putting wads of cash into a safe deposit box that I had secretly rented at a nearby bank. It contained more than $10,000 that I had earned in salary and bonuses from the sale of my films. (Uncle Bill was exceedingly generous; he included the three of us in a surprise profit-sharing plan.) God knows how much Darlene made—and I didn’t ask her. Her curvaceous, youthful body made her the obvious star of any porn film she appeared in. I suspect she likely made triple what I had, as females in porn films always are paid far more than males. Cindy’s earnings, I figured, were somewhere between mine and Darlene’s.

I was surprised to get a telephone call from Darlene the following Thursday to request my presence at her house on Saturday morning, as had been normal for the past three months, for what she described as “a special occasion.” She put Uncle Bill on the line. He told me that although his studio had been dismantled, my presence was requested for “one last movie to be made in a surprise location.” I was intrigued. Despite my asking for more details, Uncle Billy kept his plan a secret. He commented, “I hope you’ve been celibate these past five days, Philip, because I want you primed for sex on Saturday, okay?”

It certainly was okay with me—and I had indeed been celibate. It was the first time since April that I had gone this long without sex. I felt like I was ready to explode, especially by Saturday when my streak of sexual inactivity reached seven days. It seemed like seven years to me. My testicles actually started to ache from lack of use. I was more than ready to rectify that situation.

I arrived on time at Darlene’s house on Saturday morning. I no longer recognized the house’s basement as every remnant of a pornographic movie studio had vanished. Darlene and Cindy were present. They were smiling mischievously at me. I knew something was up—and that I would assuredly like it! Uncle Bill filled me in on his plans.

“Thanks for coming, Philip,” he began. “As you know, last Saturday’s shoot with Theresa was disappointing. I almost didn’t have enough footage to scrape together a full movie for my clients who are your fans. Therefore, I’ve decided to do some more shooting today with only a hand-held camera with you enjoying the delights of both Cindy and Darlene. My plan is to combine it with your short shoot with Theresa. Accordingly, I have a suite booked at the Plaza Hotel downtown. It has a huge bed and a Jacuzzi for you three to have fun. It was actually the girls’ idea. I think it’s a marvelous one. What do you think, Philip?”

Of course I was all in favor of it. It occurred to me that although I’d had sex with Darlene and Cindy multiple times, we had never done a scene with all three of us sharing a bed—or any other location, for that matter. I concurred: What a great idea!

Off we went to the ritzy downtown hotel in Uncle Bill’s car. I had never stepped inside it before. The lobby just oozed affluence, so I knew the price of a suite for a single stay would be substantial. Uncle Bill seemed to read my mind. “Yes, this is an expensive site,” he noted, “but we’ve made scads of money together. It’s an expense I’m more than happy to absorb to make one last movie with you three. I think it will be a terrific and fitting conclusion!”

We all took the elevator to the top floor of the hotel. The suite was just as advertised. Uncle Bill had brought four hand-held cameras—one for each of us to use to film each other when we were otherwise unoccupied. I personally planned to be totally occupied with screwing my two favorite female classmates. It turned out that way—lucky me!—so I never did pick up a camera.

I swiftly disrobed, as did Darlene and Cindy. I sat in the center of the bed with my back propped up by two pillows. Within seconds, I had the gloriously nude Darlene and Cindy on either side of me. Both were merrily stimulating my penis that really didn’t need any further stimulation. It was already as hard as it was ever going to get. When Darlene took the initiative to suck on it, I began licking Cindy’s breasts. After about two minutes, the two girls switched places. Darlene’s tits were still as luscious as ever when I placed them in my mouth. My only regret was that I couldn’t suck on both of them at the same time!

Had this situation occurred just three months earlier, I undoubtedly would have shot my load inside of two minutes. However, in the 12 weeks since I’d become a porno actor, I had learned to pace myself and not get too excited despite having every opportunity to do so. I decided to pleasure the girls as they had been pleasing me—by licking their nether regions. I began with Darlene’s beautiful young pussy. Uncle Bill handed Cindy a camera to shoot my act of cunnilingus from one angle while he shot it from another viewpoint. After five intense minutes, the two girls again switched places. The taste of their two wet vaginas was wonderful! I had truly grown to like it very much over the past three months.

The next logical step was intercourse. I decided to fuck Darlene doggie-style so I could fondle her alluring breasts while screwing her. Cindy was handed a camera again to record our coitus for posterity. After four or five minutes of passionate intercourse, Cindy took Darlene’s spot on the bed. I gave her a good, old-fashioned missionary fuck, alternating fast and slow thrusts inside her to get the maximum pleasure from riding her.

I noticed that Cindy had an odd look on her face. It was a combination of joy, wonderment and love. She said, “Philip, is there any way you can stay inside me forever? I just love being screwed by your big, hard dick.”

I openly laughed at that lovely comment, but it put me over the edge. I knew time was a factor, so I shouted at my lovers, “Lie beside each other so I can come over both of you at the same time!” That they did, with about two seconds to spare. Then I unleashed a truly powerful load of jism that had been building up inside my testicles for seven days. I did my best to “share the wealth,” but I figured Cindy had received most of my cum by a 3:2 ratio. However, I managed to coat both of their sexy bodies from their chins to their vaginas.

“Wow! Just wow!” I uttered when I finally stopped spewing semen over my bedmates. “Was that orgasm ever intense!” The girls were giggling with delight. Then they sampled my jism by dropping several long strings of it onto their waiting tongues. The sight of that nearly made me hard again instantly. I embraced each of the girls individually. I got covered with my own semen by doing so, but I didn’t care about that at all. Anyway, I knew we’d be headed to the Jacuzzi next.

We did frolic in the warm waters and of course I played with their tits and pussies to my heart’s content. When we got out of the water, Uncle Bill gave the girls their final acting command: “Jerk Philip off until he comes a second time!” While I sat leisurely at the edge of the Jacuzzi, the girls combined to do just that. Cindy diligently fondled my balls while Darlene yanked on my shaft somewhat roughly. I came surprisingly easily, but with nowhere near the volume of my initial come shot. Uncle Bill shouted, “Cut!” and my pornographic film career ended on a high note.

Uncle Bill paid me my usual fee. (I figured I should have paid him for arranging that wonderful sexual finale!) He said he and Darlene had to be somewhere in a couple of hours, but Cindy and I were free to use the hotel suite until 6 p.m. if we opted to stay. We looked at each other and smiled naughtily. That’s what we did. I knew enough about the city’s bus system that we could easily get back our neighborhood when we were done having fun at the hotel.

Cindy and I spent the next four hours just enjoying each other’s bodies and general company. I even managed a small, third ejaculation when Cindy decided to mount me cowgirl style. We did a lot of talking, too. We decided that we had a lot in common. Despite Darlene’s fantastic physical assets, I knew I preferred Cindy both in bed and just for basic female companionship.

We were a couple all the way through high school, with only Darlene knowing about our sexual history as middle-school porn stars. We had frequent sex—at least once a week—without our parents knowing a thing about it. Twice Darlene joined us so we could recreate what we had done at the Plaza Hotel that memorable Saturday from the past when we were 14.

Cindy and I were married at age 23. Amusingly, Cindy told me that the day before our wedding her mother had taken her aside to have a sex talk with her—just in case she wasn’t aware of what to expect from me on her wedding night. For her mother’s sake, Cindy pretended her best to be a virgin wile listing to her cautionary advice. I found that to be a hilarious anecdote—and so did Cindy. By her estimation, Cindy had had sex at least 600 times between the age of 14 and 23. Of course, I had been her partner the vast majority of the time.

We managed to acquire copies of all of our movies. Sometimes we watched them for fun. Once Cindy showed me one of her films that she made with another actor. This guy, whose name she had long forgotten, was in his early twenties while Cindy was 14. I had never seen the movie before.

“You seem to be thoroughly enjoying getting fucked by this anonymous guy, my dear!” I noted.

“Of course!” she exclaimed. “Look at the size of his dick. It’s massive!”

I laughed and said, “In that case, to be totally fair, the next movie we watch must be one I made with Darlene. Her luscious tits were out of this world. I still fondly think about them often.”

We didn’t really make an agreement about it, but from that day forward, when we were together, we only watched the dozen or so films we made with each other.