The Curtain Call (The Complete Show Series)

Mark’s endowments have to be seen to be believed—but it’s what he does with his natural born gifts that makes him a star on the stage. And when ladies get a sample of his considerable talents, their erotic pleasures are shot into the stratosphere.

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Mark has special talents—that’s part of what Maggie loves about him after all—and relishes the opportunity to put them on display in front of an audience. When Donna finally goes to see Mark’s performance, she finds out just what Maggie has been raving about. And by the end of this wild girls’ night out, she’s convinced that she’s just seen the greatest show on earth.

Warning: The Show (5,700 words) contains self-love, anatomical acrobatics, and a human pole dance.


He slid his fingers up and down, making an imaginary trail that matched the pattern of the bulging veins. The trip from top to bottom seemed to take an eternity—partially because he was clearly prolonging his touch, and partially because his fingers really did have a long, long way to go up and down that endless shaft. Maggie told me that Mark was big, but lots of women say their men are big. Lots of men say they’re big—only to disappoint you once their boxers hit the floor and you think, is that all of it? But there was no penis marketing puffery going on here. Mark was every bit the monster that was advertised.

He sounded like the stuff of urban legend…he couldn’t possibly be real. At least that’s what Polly thought—at first. When she saw Mark’s show and his substantial endowments, she became a believer. And when she got a sampling of his public sexual acrobatics one afternoon, she became his number one fan.

Warning: The Matinee (7,000 words) contains anatomical impossibilities, parking lot posturing, and hallway humps.


As I got closer to the car, I noticed that the man was not only shirtless, he was completely naked. And then I realized it was him—Mark, the performer from the show. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Being naked at a sex club is one thing, but masturbating in a mall parking lot seemed like a bit much even for the most hardcore of exhibitionists.

“God, this guy really has no shame,” I thought as I carefully watched him stroke himself again. I tried to look like I was doing something else, so I opened my purse and started fiddling around. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, and I was in shock that he was doing it so publicly during the day. It was so brazen…and hot.

But I was happy he had no shame. As he stroked his long, bulging member, I got more and more aroused by the second. I was wondering if he was going to do the whole autofellatio thing right there in his car, but I heard footsteps walking toward me and I didn’t stay to find out. The last thing I needed was mall security catching me watching Mark, so I bolted away as fast as I could while still imagining what I was missing.

When I got a safe distance from the car, I turned around to see if I could catch a peek at him. I couldn’t see him, but I did notice a woman standing in the exact same spot where I was, riffling through her purse. I could only assume that whatever Mark was doing, she was secretly enjoying it as she pretended to look for her car keys.

Mark’s erotic talents have always been a crowd pleaser at the sex club, but when Maggie sees a casting call for porn performers, she thinks it’s time for him to take his act to the next level. Will he impress the casting agent with his extraordinary wares? They don’t know, but they will go to the heights of erotic pleasures to find out.

Warning: The Performance (8,600 words) contains audition style dysfunction, group syncopation, and erotic redemption.


I didn’t want to be disrespectful, but I had to convince her to give us a chance. There was no way we could leave without Danielle seeing something that would surely set us apart from everyone else. As if on cue, Mark quickly dropped his jeans to show off the bulging, throbbing tool that looked like it was dying to be set free. And when he did set it free, Danielle stopped in her tracks, clearly enjoying the view. He stared into her eyes as he stroked himself.

I was so pleased. She couldn’t take her eyes off of Mark’s crotch, and was clearly hypnotized by what he was packing. Her chest started to heave up and down, and seeing that she was clearly getting aroused made me want to do cartwheels. If we could turn on the recruiter, a porn professional, imagine what we could do to horny people watching us at home?

Mark swung his hard on back and forth like a huge, fleshy pocket watch, using both hands to grip his massive shaft. Danielle stared at him with desire. We were the only people in the world, and with every ticking second, she seemed to forget how busy she was, and how many other people she needed to see that day. And when Mark spread his legs a little bit more, allowing his cock to stand straight up in the air, I knew she would have no choice but to change her mind about us.

“See, Mark has many talents,” I said. Danielle didn’t respond. She couldn’t respond. All she could do was enjoy the show. I knew that we would be seeing our names on a porn DVD in no time.

I spent the next few minutes creating porn names for us until Danielle finally spoke to me again.

“He’s not going to leave skid marks on my couch, is he?”

“Oh, no, he’s very clean,” I giggled. I was over the moon. Mark had her full attention, and he hadn’t even gotten to the best part of the show yet. I gleefully watched her eyes light up in aroused disbelief as Mark swallowed his cock whole and started bobbing up and down along his thick, bulging, eager shaft.

“What the—”

“Isn’t he wonderful?” I replied, beaming with nothing but pride for my talented man.

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