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For The Money

"Springer and Associates." "Hi. I'd like to be on your show?" "Just a minute please, I'll transfer you to our scout office.."

She didn't have a fetish for murder.. but she said she did. She said she did because she was looking for something outrageous to talk about on television. It was a longshot, but worth a shot. She'd heard they paid big money for the really good sexy stories. And what could be sexier than this? "I Orgasm Thinking About Smothering My Lover To Death".

"So.. wait a minute.." Ben Johnson said, sitting behind his desk.. his chair looking like it was leaning too far back. A pen in his mouth.. "You sit on his face?" "Yes." "And you smother him.." "Yes. Once I almost killed him." "And what do you think of this?" Ken wasn't even her boyfriend.. They'd gotten together to put on this act for the money.. So he was making it up as he went along.. And a few wrinkles formed on his chin. "I'm so.. tired of it.." His eyes began to water. "But its the only way she'll have sex with me! The only way!" "Yup.. it's true." She said nodding. "Hmmm... And you smother him? .. How?" "I cover his nose.. and his mouth.. I can show you." And she stood. "No no.. that's not necessary." Ben said, sitting up.. and he began writing.

"Ok." "Do we get to go on teevee?" Ken asked. "We'll call you if you do." And Ben stood. "How much does it pay?" "It varies. If you get it, anywhere from five to twenty five thousand dollars." And he reached out his hand, which they shook.. excited.

On the way home: "I can't believe it.. I can't believe we're doing this!" "We have to practice." And Ken looked over.. "Practice?" "Yah.." "Ok. When?" "Tonite. My place." "Ok."

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"Can you breath?" And Ken nodded his head. "Mmmm mm mmm.." And she picked herself up. "In my mouth."

Scarlette was no white trash female. She was very.. VERY attractive. But poor.. And in need of money any way she could get it. Even the cheap langerie bottoms she wore looked gorgeous in those impeccable hips. A flawless skin that was soft and smooth and warm.. But awkward with its hip wrapped around Ken's head. And she pushed in deeper.. a dry curiosity. "How about now?" And she felt everything.. Not in a sexual way, but a nonetheless intimate way. She had to pop out her legs from underneath her squat over him, pointing her heals outward to get in closer to him.. to hug him closer. And she felt his direction.. a slow.. labored nodding of no. And she held still.. Until his hands came up to her hips. A motion she mistook.. And then got up off of him.

"Lets try it a different way." "Holy shit that was scarey!" And she plopped her butt off to the side of him. "How do you mean?" "I couldn't breath! I couldn't breath at all!" "Wow.." "Yah."

She sat down, this time with her legs spread slightly open, resting her back against the sofa. "Lay on your belly." And she put her hands down by her crotch like she were catching a football. And when his face was there she put her legs over his shoulders, and curved them around to hold his head in place. "Can you breath?" And he talked from the floor. "Yup. Easy." Then she jerked him.. screwing.. getting more underneath him until his mouth was on top of her and his nose poked out almost to her belly. Then she squeezed in.. "How about now?" "MMmmmm!" And she knew he couldn't. She could feel it.. But she put her hands around the back of his head and pulled him in. The sensations were getting her turned on.. Only just starting to. And ever so subtly, she began a slow screw.. feeling the tension around the back of his head widen the lips of her vagina. One side poked outside the langerie.. But Ken began tapping.. At first tapping and then slapping.. and she let go. "Jesus Christ already!" He said gasping for air.. But she was secretly laughing.. "Wow.." She said.

"We're doing this just for the money, right? I mean.. it's just a show!" He said, standing. Turning his back to her.

But Scarlette stood and followed him. And when he turned around she grabbed his head again.. and gave him a big fat juicey kiss. And Ken went down.. and she climbed on top. This time, turned on.. And clamped down hard and firm. And began to screw.. "You're going to be a livein little man."

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Yup.. yup yup yup. This lady got a popup one day while surfing the internet and the epiphany of a Jerry Springer show payoff. So she talks one of her friends, this guy whose just as bored as she is, to play the part of tormented oxygenless boyfriend. They get the show.. are you kidding? All the men in that audience called that little lady every name in the book! Said she was a tormentor of men.. a nazi. A macho manipulator.. And the practicing continued. Because Jerry himself "wanted a followup". But this guy?

This guy could see it in her eyes.. A dark cloud.. "They get beedy." He told a friend.. looking down on him. Thinking about, not the show, but the fantasy. Feeling it.. Kneeding it like dough. And the more he hated it.. the more she seemed to love it. The more it hurt him..

He takes off in the end. Runs away.. And she can't track him down. It was because of their last night of practicing. She had her right leg locked around the back of his head.. her other out straight. And there was drool dripping down the corner of her mouth.. and her eyes were beedy.. and her mouth was open.. and her breasts were having a baby.. and the look on her face was sheer distrustful fascination.. with slow upward thrusts.. his head bobbing in weird and helpless lovemake.. Dieing for air.

"I could see it in her eyes." He said. "She was going to do it." And this time the wrinkles in his chin were real. "She was really going to kill me!" And the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.. every time he'd think about it. "I kept telling her it was just a show! For the money! Ya know? But she wouldn't listen!"

"She was going to kill me.. I knew it.. I had to go."

"Life and death got too little for her.."

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Don't worry.. She'll find another. Dime a dozen.. For 25 grand?

But inside her belly.. her belly's getting hungry. The belly doesn't know what the food is.. It only knows what ya give it. And then it wakes up to it.. The more she did it, the more she liked it. Thinking about it even.. made her so hot. It cuddles.. It cuddles to death. And the vagina? It sets itself on fire.. and burns for that smothering grip. That kiss of death..

Her belly was waking up to it alright.. Old Jerry.. Poor poor old Jerry.. was gonna have'a murder on his hands.

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"Do I get an end?" "50/50." "Ok. What about the other guy?" "He ran away. Scared.."

"We have to practice." "Practice?" "Yup.. My place.. Tonite."

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Yah, I don't know what I was thinking about with this one.. I think it was a Jerry Springer like setting. Two people, a man and a woman, they make up a sexy story for the show. For the hype.. to get paid for it by a tabloid tv outfit. And the most outrageous thing they could think of was "she wants to smother me to death".. "thats the only way she has sex".. and the guy pretends to cry.

But the drama becomes real when the guy, probably not very well versed in the fetish of face sitting, realizes how much control a lady has doing something like this. And maybe, because they're giving him all this money, with his half he's already made commitments.. so even after they recessitate him at the hospital, he has to do it again.. he's committed. He explains to her: "Look.. I never realized blah blah blah.. Can you please be more careful blah blah blah?" "Don't worry about it." She says. But she said that the first time.. And she's not acting.

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Pretty simple really.. "careful what you ask for" kinda story. A couple of people see Jerry Springer all the time and wonder if its real, and come up with an idea of a weird sex relationship to get on the show. And it works from there.. The woman, she's happy as a clam. But the guy, he's sorry he started the whole thing.

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