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  OLD PORN STAR

  by

  Jean-Luc Cheri

  AMAZON EDITION

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  Old Porn Star

  Copyright © 2018 by Eradygm Publishing

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  Note: This story contains sexually explicit material, and is intended only for persons over the age of 18. By downloading and opening this document, you are stating that you are of legal age to access and view this work of fiction. All of the characters involved in the sexual situations in this story are intended to be 18 years of age or older, whether they are explicitly described as such or not.

  Book description:

  An erotic short story.

  Eighteen-year-old Chloe watches an old porn movie that, to her surprise, stars her step-grandfather, Eric. The next time she visits him, she can’t get the images of him out of her mind. But then she discovers an even more startling secret about him – a secret that may lead to the two of them becoming more intimate than they ever thought possible.

  Contains graphic descriptions of incestuous sex. Adults only.

  14,841 words, or 60 standard pages, in length. (Not including supplementary material)

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 1

  “I’m bored.”

  “Me too,” I replied.

  My friend Gabby and I were sitting around her pool, wearing our bikinis and trying to work on our tans. But the clouds weren’t cooperating, blocking out the sun every few minutes. It’d been a month since we graduated from high school, and we’d been hanging out by her pool most of the time.

  “I can’t wait until tonight,” she said. “Derek is coming home.”

  Derek was her boyfriend, who’d been away for the past week on vacation with his family. She’d been complaining the entire time about not getting laid, and I was getting tired of it, so I was happy Derek was coming home just as much as she was.

  “Nice,” I said perfunctorily.

  “I’m going to let him fuck me as many times as he wants. And it better be at least three, or I’m going to know he cheated on me while he was away. God, you don’t know how bad it is. I really need a dick inside of me.”

  “Yeah,” I said.

  My tone must’ve gotten her attention, because she frowned and said, “I’m sorry, Chloe. Here I am complaining about not being screwed in a week, and you’ve gone without it for a month.”

  “Yeah,” I said, preferring not to think about that.

  “Have you talked with Bobby?”

  “Why would I talk with Bobby? We broke up. The night of graduation. There’s nothing to talk about.”

  “I’m sorry. I forgot that’s a touchy subject for you.”

  Yeah, it was touchy. I thought Bobby and I would at least stick together until the end of the summer when we headed off to different colleges. At least for the sex. But no, on graduation night he informed me he wanted to spend the summer ‘free as a bird’ so he could have sex with as many girls as possible. He told me that he could toss me a fuck every once in a while, but I told him to stay the hell away. I didn’t need his pity fucks. I could get laid on my own.

  But here I was, a month later, going without sex. It wasn’t like I couldn’t get a guy. I was a cheerleader after all. It’s just that most of the guys I knew were jerks who just wanted to sit around playing video games all the time.

  “Hey, I know something we can do,” Gabby said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

  “What’s that?”

  “I was snooping around in my parents’ bedroom the other day, and guess what I found in the back of the closet?”

  “A big black dildo?”

  She giggled. “Ew, that’s gross. But it did have to do with sex.”

  I was intrigued. “What was it?”

  “A VCR.”

  “Huh? We have one of those on a shelf in our garage. Everyone has an old one lying around.”

  “But there were a bagful of tapes with this one.”

  “Tapes? You mean like home movies?”

  “No, these were regular movies. The kind you buy. But they were adult.”

  “Adult?”

  “You know. Porn films. Old ones.”

  “Old ones?”

  “Yeah, from back in the seventies and eighties. Really old.”

  “Did you watch them?”

  “No, when I found them, my parents were due home. But we could watch them now, if you want. My folks aren’t coming home until this evening.”

  “I’m not sure.”

  “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

  I thought for a moment. I guess it could be intriguing. I’d seen clips from some of those old porn movies on the internet, and they seemed more funny than sexy. It was usually some neglected housewife seducing the pizza boy. But I figured it was more interesting than watching the sun hide behind the clouds.

  “Yeah, okay,” I replied.

  Chapter 2

  Ten minutes later we were in her living room as Gabby hooked up the VCR to the television. I was pulling the video tapes out of the bag and placing them on the coffee table. None of them had boxes, but they all looked like original tapes with official labels on them. There were titles like ‘Debbie Does Dallas,’ and ‘Ghostlusters,’ and ‘Insatiable,’ and ‘Deep Throat.’ There were about ten in all, and I laid them out in rows so we could decide which ones to watch.

  After Gabby got the VCR working, she sat beside me on the couch and scanned over the titles.

  “Which one first?” she asked.

  “Doesn’t matter to me. Pick one.’

  She picked up ‘Deep Throat.’ “I’ve heard of this one.”

  She walked to the TV and slid it in, then pressed play. The movie started, showing a car driving down the street. The quality of the video was bad, and its substandard picture was made even worse by my friend’s huge flat-screen TV.

  The sex began, and it was pretty bad. Old, gross, and hairy was the best way to describe it. So much different than the young and fit people doing porn today, with their smooth-shaven pussies and cocks.

  “This is weird,” I said.

  “Yeah,” Gabby agreed. “People were turned on by this?”

  “Fast forward a little.”

  She hit the remote and the video sped up. When she stopped, it was a scene between a woman and her doctor, and he was explaining how her clitoris was in her throat instead of her pussy. So she was going to have to learn how to do deep throat in order to have an orgasm.

  Both Gabby and I giggled at the thought of that.

  She sucked the doctor off, and I had to admit it was quite a feat to get his huge dick down her throat. I wouldn’t even attempt something like that.

  Gabby fast-forwarded again, and when she stopped we both stared in amazement. In the scene, a guy and the woman were in a motel room, and the woman was on her hands and knees on the bed, while he shoved
a glass cup into her pussy. Then he poured some Coca-cola into the cup, and sipped it out with a straw.

  “What the fuck?” Gabby said.

  “What is that?” I added.

  “Let’s watch something else.”

  “Yeah.” I reached down to the table and picked up a random tape. “Put this one in.”

  She did as I asked, ejecting the tape and replacing it with the one I gave her. When she pressed play, the movie began, showing its title.

  ‘Chain Gang.’

  The video quality was a little better than the first one, but it was still obviously an old movie. It was about three guys who escaped from a prison chain gang working on the road, and them trying to elude the police.

  The leader of the three guys was black, with a huge afro. The next guy had long dark hair and a mustache. And the third was blond with a very muscular body. They came upon a farmhouse where, of course, three farmer’s daughters lived, and their parents weren’t home.

  So they decided to have sex.

  Gabby and I giggled at this, since most old porn movies had the same plot – people having sex all the time for no reason at all.

  The three couples went to different bedrooms, and the movie cut back and forth between the scenes, first showing the girls sucking cock, then the guys eating furry pussy, and then fucking. I thought the black guy would have the biggest cock, but that turned out to belong to the guy with the long dark hair. I stared at him closely as he thrust his long erection into the petite farm girl he was fucking. I had a weird feeling I’d seen this clip before, even though it wasn’t familiar. The guy seemed familiar to me.

  Maybe it was possible he was in another movie I’d seen a clip from. The more I stared at him, the more I thought he looked familiar. He was very handsome, reminding me a little of that old TV actor, Tom Selleck.

  “Who is that guy?” I said, pointing at the screen.

  “What guy?” Gabby said.

  “The one with the long dark hair. He looks familiar.”

  She stared for a moment, then said, “No clue. He doesn’t look familiar to me at all.” She grinned and added. “Maybe it’s some guy you fucked.”

  I laughed. “Yeah, right. He’s probably eighty years old by now.”

  “No way. This movie was only filmed thirty, maybe forty years ago. He doesn’t look forty years old there. He looks young, around twenty. That means he’s probably not even sixty by now.”

  “Still, I haven’t fucked any sixty-year-olds either.”

  We both laughed again and then returned our attention to the movie. The police stormed the farmhouse, and captured the blond guy, but the other two got away. They were hitchhiking when a rich blonde in a Rolls-Royce picked them up and took them to her mansion.

  Where they started to have sex.

  This time it was a three-way, with the black guy and Tom Selleck teaming up to give the woman two long, fat dicks. I had to admit that when she was straddling Tom and taking his cock in her pussy, while the black guy knelt behind her and pushed his big black dick into her ass, my pussy got a little squishy.

  At one point, they focused on Tom Selleck as the woman leaned down and kissed him. Once again, that sense of familiarity returned, and I was convinced I’d seen this guy before. But where?

  It had to be from internet porn somewhere. While I wasn’t addicted, I did enjoy occasionally cruising the porn websites and watching things that struck my interest. Typically, I watched the guy-girl stuff, only rarely watching two girls go at it. More out of curiosity than anything else. No way was I harboring a secret desire to lick pussy.

  One thing I found myself drawn to was the incest stuff. I was an only child, having lost my father in a car accident when I was three. Mom got remarried to Jeff when I was six, and despite being only twenty-three at the time, Jeff wasn’t interested in having any more children.

  So I grew up by myself, and the thought of having a brother or step-brother I was sexually attracted to, always interested me. Maybe it was because I didn’t actually have a brother that made the idea appealing, since having a real brother would’ve probably turned me off to the idea of ever having sex with him.

  Either way, it was a little kink of mine – to fantasize about having sex with a family member. A kink I’d never admitted to anyone, and never would.

  So yeah, I guessed it was possible I’d seen this Tom Selleck guy somewhere else on the internet. Even though it wasn’t a habit of mine to watch these old videos. I mostly watched the newer ones, and Gabby was right, this guy would be in his fifties or sixties right now.

  That thought stuck in my brain, and something clicked. At first, I didn’t realize what it was, but when it finally hit, I stared at the TV screen in utter shock.

  Holy shit.

  I did know him.

  But it wasn’t from a video, internet or otherwise.

  I knew him.

  Actually knew him.

  He was my grandfather.

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  Chapter 3

  I watched in stunned amazement as my grandfather participated in a sexual three-way on my best-friend’s wide-screen television. I kept thinking I was imagining things, but each time they showed his face, I was more convinced it was him. Younger, of course, but he hadn’t changed that much over the years. His hair was salt-and-pepper and cut shorter now, and he’d lost the porn ‘stache somewhere between then and now. But his eyes were just as blue, along with his full lips and dimples when he smiled. Instead of calling him Grandfather or Granddad, I’d always called him Papa. I’m not sure why.

  My stepfather was handsome too, but he’d gotten most of his looks from his mother, Nana Heather. She’d passed away from cancer five years ago, leaving Papa on his own. Since then, I’d made it my duty to visit him at least once a month, and Mom insisted he join us on our annual summer vacations to the beach.

  “Are you okay?” Gabby asked, obviously noticing my silence.

  “Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied.

  “This is kind of hot, isn’t it?”

  “Yeah.”

  “That guy on the bottom is really sexy.”

  I nodded, still in a daze “Yeah.”

  “I mean, if I was alive back then, I’d fuck him.”

  An image flashed through my head of my friend riding my grandfather like the woman was doing in the movie. But it was too disturbing, and I had to push it away.

  “How about you?” she asked.

  “Me?”

  “Yeah. Do you think he’s fuckable?”

  I had to concentrate in order not to grimace. “I don’t know.”

  “What’s not to like? He’s handsome. Got a great body. And look at that dick. Tell me you wouldn’t love to be stretched wide by that monster.”

  Once again, an image leapt up in my mind, and this time it was me astride my young grandfather’s body, with his long and thick cock jutting up into my pussy.

  This time I did wince. “Ew.”

  “Ew? Are you nuts? Look at him. He’s a fucking stud.”

  “He’s old by now.”

  “I’m not talking about now. I’m talking about back then. Would you fuck him back then?” She pointed at the screen.

  “I – I’m not sure.”

  She rolled her eyes. “You’re crazy. Wonder what his name is?”

  Oh my god. What if he used his real name, Eric Dalton? If it matched mine, Gabby might put things together. She’d met my grandfather a few times at my house. That would be so embarrassing.

  “It’s probably something funny,” she said, “like Dick Long, or Harry Balls.”

  I forced myself to smile. “Yeah.”

  Oh please, let him have a funny name.

  The scene in the movie ended with both guys spraying the rich woman’s face with their cum. But she double-crossed them by calling the police, and two beautiful female cops showed up with guns and arrested the pair of escaped convicts.

  But on the way to the jail, the two prisoners in the back seat of the pol
ice car convinced the two officers there were more enjoyable things to do than hanging out in a jail cell.

  So they stopped the car and had sex.

  Papa had his cop bent over the hood, fucking her from behind. The camera shot from beneath them, showing his long erection pistoning in and out of her hairy cunt, and his equally hairy ballsack swinging back and forth like a pendulum. It was so surreal, watching this and knowing that cock belonged to the grandfather I’d grown up knowing.

  The black convict and his cop were screwing on the front seat, with him standing at the open door and her lying on her back with her legs up over his shoulders. He was fucking her hard, jolting her body with his thrusts and causing her large breasts to bounce.

  When they finished, coming on the women’s faces again, Papa went into the nearby woods to take a piss. While he was there, another police car showed up, and the two female police covered there asses by saying Papa had escaped. So they all took off, taking the black guy back to jail.

  Papa kept on going, working his way across the countryside until he came to a small house in the woods, where a woman and a young baby lived. It turned out that the woman was his wife, and the baby was his son. After putting the baby to bed, they began to make love. It was a sweet and tender scene, with the wife giving him a long blowjob before he returned the favor and licked her hairy pussy as she lay splayed on the bed. Then they made love with soft music playing in the background. It was actually very sweet.

  But once again, it ended with him pulling his cock out of her pussy and jerking it as he came on her face. Seriously? That was supposed to be romantic?

  But then things took a turn for the worse, as several police cars pulled up to the house, skidding to a stop as about ten officers jumped out with guns. Papa knew he had to give up, so he kissed his wife goodbye and told her he’d see her in a few years. She kissed him back and gave him a framed picture of their baby to keep in his jail cell. But when he stepped out onto the porch with his hands up, one of the young cops mistook the picture for a gun, and shot him dead. The credits began to roll as the camera zoomed in on his dying face.