Explicit Content: Red Hot Stories of Hardcore Erotica (7 page)

It was such a pleasurable time for the girls. They had fucked more people at one time than many women did in a lifetime. In fact, it was like they were cramming a lifetime of sexual experience into one night.

They looked around and everybody was still standing around watching them. Those that weren’t were still masturbating. Toni and Terri smiled and waved to the crowd.

“I think this is even better than Panama City,” Terri said and lit a cigarette. She was nude and completely covered in semen. She was also very satisfied, not only with her performance, but also with her sexually.

“Yeah, and that time wasn’t filmed,” Toni said, she had come so much she was unsteady on her legs. “I bet we’ve already hit the web.”

“Porno movies here we come!” Terri said and the two girls started laughing, imagining the fame that they would soon be achieving.

* * * * *

Over the course of the next few days, the girls watched the internet for any sign that their gangbang had been filmed. They watched and checked and searched but nothing ever came up. Soon, their hopes began to fade and they realized that their roller disco gangbang was probably one of the rare occasions when people had been so engaged in what they were doing that no one had bothered to film it with their phones. They had been
too successful
apparently. Everybody had been so busy fucking them that they hadn’t bothered to film anything.

“But that never happens anymore!” Toni said in exasperation. “I mean, it seems that is kind of a rare thing to occur and someone would have at least filmed themselves! I thought everybody nowadays thinks everybody wants to see everything they do!”

“I know,” Terri said dejectedly. “It just doesn’t make sense.”

“This sucks.”

Terri sighed. “Well, what are we gonna do? I was really counting on this to get some buzz going for my porno career.”

“It’s okay. At least we had fun. We’ll do it right next time,” Toni said trying to reassure her.

Terri exhaled. “Next time, make sure that we get someone to film it.”

Toni nodded and then had an idea.

“What about your husband? Do you think he might be over his mad by now?”

Terri smiled. “I think he will. But this time, tell Bobby from the chicken place that’s he’s not invited.”

“And that your husband’s moustache is real?” Toni said laughing.

“You got it,” Terri said, joining in on the laughter.