Jo's ass to mounth marathon

Jo wanted to say something, but Alphonse had given her strict instructions. In this movie she could say whatever she liked… but only when there was a cock in her mouth. In fact, a running gag through this film was going to be that, whenever Jo did open up her mouth to speak, a big cock would immediately be stuffed into it to shut her up. She’d keep talking, of course, but only in blowjobese. Her only decipherable line was going to be at the very end of the movie, when she, still on her knees, would say:

“Thanks, Guys!”

In retrospect, I recognized that Nadene and Heather had done all the talking since we had gotten out of the car. Jo mostly had giggled. This was going to be a FUN movie.

And now Jo, Heather and Nadene were settled on their little cushions and everyone was excited. Licking her lips, Jo watched patiently while two men, one black, one white approached Nadene and Heather and the two girls opened their mouths to accept them. Both girls were angled slightly so that they could see Jo and she could see them. Maybe because Jo and Nadene had been friends slightly longer, their eyes met, even as Nadene rhythmically slid her mouth back and forth along the big black bone she held inside it. Nadene’s eyes twinkled. This cock was getting hard fast. Soon it would be in her ass and then into Jo’s sweet mouth.

‘This one’s for you, Jo,’ she thought to herself.

Nadene’s cock in fact was ready first. Kneeling on all fours, she had squealed loudly when this huge cock was shoved up her ass, and then had had to breathe very, very quickly, like a woman in labor as this big black man on his knees behind her slowly slid in and out. She sighed with relief when, after about a minute, he pulled out and stood up, pulling up and tidying Nadene’s panties in the process. Nadene immediately had another cock in her mouth, but there was plenty of time for her just to play with this one. If he shot and she swallowed, no problem. She’d suck him again to get him ready for Jo. With this new cock in her mouth, she kneeled motionlessly, her eyes fixed on Jo.

Heather was on all fours with a cock in her ass, but she and her man were motionless too now… just watching Jo as the big black man approached her.

But Jo’s eyes were aimed straight at his cock. It was black but not so dark that she couldn’t see the shit on it. For a brief second, I thought I saw reluctance on her face. For a moment, her expression was serious. Perhaps the smell was too much for her. Perhaps she was thinking that this wasn’t such a great idea after all. But then her eyes turned up towards me and she giggled and smiled. And I knew she was ready.

“Be sure to look at the camera, Babe,” Alphonse told her.

She looked back at the cock, opened her mouth wide, turned her eyes back towards the camera closest to her on her right… and slowly leaned forward. What suspense there was as she silently took the cock inside her mouth, her jaws open so wide that no part of her mouth yet had touched the cock. She stopped leaning forward only when about three inches of cock was inside her mouth. I’d noticed a quarter-sized turd on the underside of the shaft about one inch from the end. It had disappeared inside her mouth and I knew that it had to be positioned directly over the center of her tongue. Poor Jo. That would come as a bit of a shock.

“Hold it,” a cameraman called out. Jo obeyed.

“Now sloooowly close your mouth,” he said.

And Jo did. Her eyes still looking straight into the camera, she slowly clamped her mouth down upon the shit-smeared cock. I could almost feel that not-so-little turd being schmushed between his shaft and her tongue. We waited.

For a couple of seconds, Jo seemed all right. But then her eyes suddenly got huge and she started to gag uncontrollably. Her entire body started to heave violently from the incredible taste of shit on her tongue. 

“Hggghhhmm. Hggghhhmm. Hggghhhmm,” she gagged.

“Keep looking at the camera,” she was told.

She looked back at the camera, the cock still deep in her mouth but her entire body heaving with the compulsion to puke. Her eyes were watering and tears were starting to stream down her cheeks.

“Hggghhhmm. Hggghhhmm. Hggghhhmm,” she continued helplessly.

She continued to gag continuously for over a minute and we all felt sure she would have to come up for air or something. And finally she did open her mouth. But instead of pulling back, she leaned further forward to take another half inch or so of cock in her mouth before gently clamping down again.

We were amazed.

“Hggghhhmm. Hggghhhmm. Hggghhhmm,” she gagged.

And then she started to slowly slide her mouth back and forth along the shaft. She was blowing him. Still gagging every few seconds and occasionally having to just stop and hold him quietly for a second or two, she continued to suck him, bobbing her head ever so slowly in and out of his crotch. Now she was starting to tilt her head this way and that way, so that with each retreat her tongue was sliding over a different section of shaft and shit. 

Her pace quickened slightly, and now her head was nodding slowly with each plunge, slow and sinuous like a snake. The cock was wet with her saliva and was cleaner. This was getting easier. And when the cameraman called for her to look back at the camera again, we all saw the twinkle back in her eyes. She even seemed to be smiling.

“Are you having fun, Jo?” I asked her.

“Hmm hmmmmmmmmmm,” she purred contentedly. It reminded me of the first time I watched her with Bucky. 

“Do you like your new horse, Jo?” I’d asked her.

“Hmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she’d said.

Initially, almost all the cameras had been on her face and eyes, but now some of the cameras were pulling back to capture the entire picture, including her lovely little ass and panties as she leaned in and out of the crotch before her. Every time she leaned forward, the panties drew a little tighter around her little bum. It was so cute.

Jo played the cameras like the professional she had become. Alphonse had promised her that this movie would be sold around the world, and already had signed an agreement with a huge porn distributor, so that Jo knew this would indeed happen. And in addition to the movie crew, a couple of extra cameramen were wandering around with digital cameras to take still pix for her website. Jo wanted these pix to be perfect too.

“Look here, Jo,” a voice would call. And dutifully her eyes found the right camera and she posed for it.

Finally, Jo started to pump a little faster and her man started to jerk and twitch. We new that Jo was seconds from being rewarded for all her hard work. 

As always, she continued to slowly slide her mouth to and fro along his shaft even as her guy exploded with cum into her mouth. Her mouth always becomes so gentle at this time, almost tickling the cock inside it. I know this tingling almost drives me mad. Jo just laughs inside knowing the agony and ecstasy she’s causing.

Finally, Jo stopped, found a camera with her eyes and then slowly slipped off the cock. She waited a moment and then sensuously swallowed. She opened her mouth to show that everything was gone now. Then she smiled up at her man as if to thank him before he’d stepped away.

As luck would have it, poor Heather had been so stimulated by having a cock in her ass for so long that she had started to poop. The white biker in her ass had pulled out, but when I realized what an opportunity this was, I told him to shove himself back in.

“Okay, Heather?” I asked her.

She nodded somewhat frightfully, and then moaned loudly when he did so. I had him push all the way in and then slowly slide out. When he pulled out, his entire white shaft was just encased in shit.

“Quick. Quick,” I waved him over to Jo.

This time Jo did not hesitate. There was a huge turd that was hanging onto his cock head like a hat falling off, and neither she nor I wanted to waste it. She opened wide to take him inside and then clamped shut.

Oh Gawd!

All the cameras were riveted on Jo to capture this amazing event. 

“Hold it, Jo,” she was told. “Hold it.”

“Look over here, Jo.”

“Now over here, Jo.”

Jo obeyed every command, gagging almost uncontrollably again but better than she had been the first time. 

Finally, when the camera had gotten their initial shots, she slowly slid back, this time all the way off the cock. It was most clean now. Jo turned her face right at one camera… smiled… and then swallowed.

Wow!

And then she smiled again and leaned forward to suck some more.

Jo was in heaven now, her head tilting one way and the other as she playfully worked the cock in her mouth.

“Still having fun, Jo?” I asked her.

“Hmm hmmmmmmmmmmm,” she purred.

One shitty cock after another entered Jo’s mouth and she sucked them all, becoming more confident and playful as the afternoon wore on. At one point, one guy in her mouth asked her if she minded his peeing.

“Hmm hmmm,” she shook her head as best she could. And then she continued to suck him, sliding her mouth to and fro on him as he filed her mouth with mouthful after mouthful of piss which she lovingly swallowed.

“You really ARE a potty mouth, Jo,” Alphonse told her.

“Hmm hmmmm,” she nodded proudly.

Near the end, Jo had one shitty cock ramming her throat and another one ramming her own little ass, he panties pulled down to her knees as she kneeled on all fours. The two cocks moved together in perfect rhythm, like they were a machine. Jo just whimpered with each ramming of her throat.

“Hm. Hm. Hm. Hm. Hm,” she said.

Finally, almost six hours later, Jo was done. She smiled up at everyone, stared right into the camera and said her one line:

“Thanks, Guys!”

And then she couldn’t help herself.

“That was SO much fun!” she exclaimed excitedly.

Alphonse nodded. It was a wrap. Jo was such a natural, it seemed there’d be none of the movie he’d want to cut out. Jo said she couldn’t wait to see it. And she thanked him so, so much for having arranged so much fun for her.

In the bathroom afterwards, al three girls cleaned and tidies up, fixing make-up and brushing hair… and Jo brushing her teeth for almost five minutes. It wasn’t the taste, but the smell that she thought some clients wouldn’t like.

“You still want to go work the streets, Jo?” I asked her, knowing exactly what she’d say. “You could take the rest of the night off.”

“Don’t be silly,” she laughed. 

Sure enough, fifteen minutes later we were pulling up to Jo’s favorite corner. It was eight o’clock, a little later than she and the other two usually started and a line-up of cars already stretched for a block and a half. Most of them were waiting for Jo. So proud to be in her orange top, white panties and heels, and with a little bit too much make-up to tell everyone she was a hooker, she jumped out of my car. Two seconds later, she was getting into another. She waved as her first John drove off with her to get the blowjob he'd probably been waiting all week for.

I knew that Jo was in for at least 10-12 more hours of work before this line died down. But for Jo… this isn’t really work… this is all just fun!!!