Memoirs of A Suitcase Pimp, Chapter 10

Written by Suitcase Pimp

What's happened so far: Sabrina is a high school exchange student and teenage model from Germany who's just successfully started her career in the Hollywood porn biz of the late 1980s. She is managed by Jerry, a semi-retired photojournalist and the 'suitcase pimp' of the title (in the porn biz that's what they call the guy who carries a starlet's wardrobe bags onto the set). -- In chapter 9 they had a busy day posing for adult pornos in San Francisco and fulfilling mail orders for their own not-so-adult ones. They take a day off from business at Elysium Fields, the famous nudist resort in Topanga Canyon, CA:

Chapter 10:

... It was a nice surprise to find Stephen Jobe, the computer tycoon, and his wife Belinda there, together with Mona and Lena, the horny seven-year- young twins, as well as their virile little brother of four. They had arrived in a palatial private coach, a converted Neoplan articulated double-decker bus replete with all the comfort and privacy of a luxurious home. Both interior and exterior were in various shades of pink, like a Barbie toy.

Steven invited us in and to our further surprise and delight we found one of our hard-core porn tapes playing on the big screen TV.

"Yes, folks, I'm a satisfied repeat customer and BIG fan," said Jobe, "and I'm tickled pink to meet the stars and starlets of my favorite video series in person!".

"Looks more like tickled purple," said Moppette, our precocious four-year-young little vixen, pointing at Stephen's engorged glans as she grabbed his erect member and introduced it into her greedy little mouth.

"Meet my wife Belinda and godchildren: Mona, Lena and Little Bro!"

"Looks like a BIG little bro to me," quipped Nick admiring the boy's impressive tool. "He must be getting a lot of practice!"

"He sure..."  "...does," the twins said in unison. "Let's fuck! All these naked people make..." "...me horny!"

Of course, this was a nudist resort after all, and we had not even bothered to put our clothes on for the quick drive across Topanga Canyon, sitting naked in our big 1959 Chevy convertible. Nobody on the road had noticed, or at least nobody had protested or called the cops.
Naked kids and adults were cavorting all around us, on the huge lawn, on the tennis courts and in the pools, just like at our first visit (see Ch 3). Occasionally we could observe family groups disappearing into the bushes at the far end of the property.

Some kids were pressing their faces against the windows of the private coach to get a view of the insides of the impressive vehicle, but they could not see anything since the mirrored glass was transparent only one-way, from the inside out.

They could not see, but probably could hear the squealing twins as Nick and Little Bro fucked them hard and fast, as usual, while Mopette sucked-off Stephen. The other adults watched in awe. I quickly went out to the Chevy and brought in the camcorder to record the event for our next porn production. Of course I showed Stephen from the waist down only.

Pretty soon he unloaded his cum into the little girl's mouth and withdrew making a string like white chewing gum. Mopette photogenically opened her mouth wide to show it full of sperm to my macro lens for a close-up, rolled the goo around with her tongue and then swallowed it all. She was such a natural!

She then attacked my own stiff dick as I was shooting the action with horny enthusiasm. I recorded this action too, pointing down at myself with the zoom lens in super-wide mode. Somehow I was even able to maneuver myself into a position where we could get the twins' fuckfest into view in the mirrored walls.

While this obscene action was happening Belinda was baking several pizzas in the built-in galley in the front of the bus.

The smell of the melting cheese and bubbling tomato sauce was filling the vehicle with a most appetizing aroma, which also was blown outside by the ventilation system. The crowd of kids outside was growing.

Belinda grabbed the microphone of the combined CB radio and public address system, pushed the talk button and announced:

"Attention all kids! Free pizza for everyone!"

Then she opened both the front and back doors of the bus and let the hungry crowd of naked children in.

They swarmed around Belinda as she was cutting and passing out dozens of slices of pizza. The kids then paid attention to the fucking foursome in front of the TV and settled onto the pink benches and the pink-stained oak parquet floor, munching the food and getting turned on by the live and video action at the same time.

"Hey, we want..." yelled the twins between squeaks of orgasm, "...some pizza, too!"

I waddled over to the galley, with Mopette still sucking on my dick, grabbed a couple of the soggy slices, and back to the twins to feed them and myself. All while handholding the camcorder and shooting video.

While I was gorging myself on pizza funghi with green peppers and sliced tomatoes, vegetarian style, Mopette finally got me over the edge and I shot my copious load down the little girl's gullet.

Mopette repeated the obscene display of sperm in her little baby mouth and swallowed again.

Then I offered her a bite off my pizza, on camera, but she politely declined:

"Nah, thanks, I had enough pro-teen for now."

"It's ‘protein'", darling," I heard Belinda correcting her all the adults laughed.

The kids all had gotten into the action by now, fucking, sucking and pussy licking was everywhere. I had a field day shooting hot video.

I saw Steve retreating up the spiral staircase to the bedrooms with a swarm of kids in his tow. I decided to leave him alone, discretion is paramount in such porn production projects.

That's also why I shot only about ten more minutes of video and put the camera away. Then I left the bus and locked the camera in the trunk of our Chevy and hid the keys behind the tank door.

I ambled over to the main hall where the group massage session was just about to begin.

I my momentary condition of complete depletion, that was exactly what the doctor ordered.

In the hall about a dozen of naked adults and kids were gathered around a couple of mats laid end to end. The instructor was just asking:

"Who shall be first?"

I enthusiastically yelled:

"ME!" (to be continued)