Her lips moved around the words as if she were seducing each syllable. But that was always Seka's way. She had disappeared from the adult film industry years ago but she has lived on - an icon to the porn industry.

Perhaps it was the way she walked, with certainty, as if she had invented the way a woman's hips are supposed to sway. Perhaps it was her statuesque body, her understanding that seduction was an art form, her arrogance on such matters, or maybe it was just the look in her eyes, that conceited look of entitlement.

Seka had always been queen. She would always be queen. She understood this more than anyone else and her fans loved her for it.

So it was to the excitement of millions of men and women around the world that she had announced she was coming out of retirement and soon she would be the first adult film star to really shine in her fifties. As she spoke before the camera, she looked into the lense the same way she looked into the eyes of her interviewer, adult film star Raylene had left Vivid Videos to work with Silver Fox Videos when they signed Seka. Raylene had jumped at the opportunity to interview the reclusive Seka.

"I'll do for women over fifty what I did for younger women before. I will let them know the way a woman should carry herself. I will let them know there is nothing more arousing than a mature woman who has held onto her looks, her fitness and her great physique."

As Seka said this, she sucked on the cigarette. Raylene could feel the treasure between her thighs moistening.

"What's going on here," Raylene thought to herself. "I've been around the best of the business for so long I should be used to all of this by now."

But she wasn't. She had never encountered Seka, and especially not this Seka who was more beautiful and confident than ever. For once in her life Raylene had the desire to serve another woman, to surrender to a greater woman. She'd never felt she had ever met another woman who could outdo her. But that was before she started the interview with Seka. That was before she saw her tight, lithe body, her newly enhanced breasts, her toned and tanned legs and arms.

Raylene knew she had to wrap up the interview fast. She was becoming unraveled on camera, and she didn't like it. She had an image to uphold.

"So Seka, in closing, is there anything you'd like to add?"

Seka pierced Raylene's eyes with a cool confidence. She paused and spoke elegantly and clearly.

"Yes, I'm excited to give women over fifty the chance to believe in themselves again. Until this point in time, it had always been the fat and the tired and wrinkled who are over fifty in our business who are trying to hold onto fame and simply end up embarrassing themselves. Not only will I put all those old cows out to pasture and to shame, I will also let any women in this business, no matter how young or full of herself, know that the queen is back. Do you have any further questions?"

Raylene nearly stumbled and had to stop at just, "No."

She had been seduced on camera by a woman thirty years older than herself and feared she couldn't keep up with the great Seka. She was glad to be getting off the air with her.

That taped interview made its way to the convention floor in Atlantic City where all of the adult film industry had gathered for their annual meeting. Seka also made it there. But so did Candy Samples, the one porn star who had taken exception to everything Seka had said in her interview. Candy was one of the 'over 50' porn stars (actually, well into her sixties) that Seka had been talking about, denigrating in the arrogance that rolled from her confident tongue. It didn't sit well with Candy, who until Seka came back, was known as the one last icon from the 70's and 80's who still turned young men's heads.

Little did Seka know, nor care, that Candy Samples had also signed on with Silver Fox Video and she thought little of the fact that Candy was at the party in the large hotel suite thrown by Silver Fox the first night of the convention.

When Candy had arrived she was the first big star on the scene and everyone marveled over how sexy and beautiful she looked, ". . . for a woman her age."

The last part is what set her on fire. She knew she looked good for any age. But as long as Seka was around, and especially in the same company, Candy knew she would be little more than a side show because of her age and her massive breasts. In truth Candy was still very beautiful and her figure, tightly corseted as it was, was something to behold. She was nearly as tall as Seka, but she was nowhere as thin. Nor had she ever been.

When Seka arrived at the party fashionably late, she entered with the walk of a queen, and Candy, who until this point had been the center of attention felt as if someone had pulled a drain somewhere in the room as admirers melted away from her and were drawn to Seka who was showing off her endless legs with a skin tight black mini-dress, sheer thigh-high stockings and garters and a thong, which could be made out barely through the tight black dress.

Seka wasted no time, circling the room with an elegant air as she sipped fine champagne. A young man, in his early twenties approached Seka and asked for her autograph. She turned without looking and handed her champagne glass to what she thought was one of the studio's flunkies but had in reality been Candy Samples. Candy had to grab the glass so that it wouldn't spill on her. She was furious.

Later in the evening a photographer moved through the crowd following Seka's every move. At one time he asked for a picture with Seka and Candy together. As the photographer set to take the picture Seka stepped forward and blocked the view of Candy. It was all Candy could do to not to go after Seka right then and there.

As she approached Seka to chastise her, a studio exec stepped in front of Candy and directed her to a private room off of the suite where he asked her to stay until she cooled down. He did his best to help her relax, but it was no good. Candy wanted Seka and she wanted her bad.

"I'll teach that stuck up whore that she is nothing more, than a whore after all. How dare she act like I'm only good enough to carry her empty champagne glass."

The young executive got Candy to settle down, somewhat, and made her promise to stay in the room until she had cooled off. When he left her alone Candy looked in the mirror long and hard. She looked great for her age, or any age. How dare Seka treat her that way? It was while reapplying some lip gloss in the bathroom of the private room that a knock came on the door and a sultry voice asked if she could use the bathroom.

"I'm almost done," Candy said.

"Hurry up. Do you know who this is?" the voice outside the door asked.

"No, and I don't care," Candy said.

She had had enough of Seka and wasn't about to take any more nonsense from any other whore at the party. The knocking on the door was incessant.

"I'm going to have to give it to this bitch, whomever, she is," Candy muttered to herself.

She opened the door, there standing in front of her, was the queen herself, Seka.

"This is a restricted area," Seka said as Candy squeezed past her out of the bathroom. "This room and the bathroom are supposed to be for Stars, not has-beens."

Before Candy could respond, Seka slammed the door in her face. She had had enough. She had decided to leave the party and quit Silver Fox Video altogether. She grabbed her wrap and her purse and headed for the door, but she stopped as soon as her hand reached the knob. She paused. A thought struck her. She looked at the door, smiled evilly. Then she went over and waited for Seka on the love seat.

When Seka opened the bathroom door and walked into the room, she was looking better than ever. She had just reapplied her make up. Her posture was perfect. Her walk, regal. She looked at Candy and then made for the door without saying anything. When she tried to open, however, the knob turned but the door wouldn't open.

"You'll be needing this if you want to open the door, whore."

The words came from behind her. It was Candy, who had stepped out of her dress and was wearing a black leather corset, French cut black panties and thigh-high, high-healed leather boots.

Seka paused and steeled herself. Slowly she turned and saw the key Candy was holding.

"What did you call me?"

"Whore. If you need help with a definition don't bother with a dictionary, just look in the mirror here."

With that Candy slid the key down her cleavage and said, "Come and get it," as she stood up.

Seka sauntered across the room, stopped and said, "With pleasure, you old cow."

She tried to slap Candy, but the slap was blocked and Candy responded with a resounding slap to Seka's face, stunning her. She then used the same hand to backhand Seka, who was knocked off balance and had to struggle to regain her composure on the four-inch heels. Her long legs twisted and strained to keep her standing. Candy wasted no time, grabbing Seka by the hair and the back of the dress and forcing the greatest star in porn history towards the mirror.

"See what I mean, there's the mirror, and you're looking at a common slut."

With that she pushed her leather covered knee against Seka's ass so her face pushed right up against the glass.

"We'll see who the washed up old cow is tonight, Seka."

Candy stepped back quickly and took her wickedly sharp nails and slid them inside the top of the back of Seka's skin tight dress and without hesitation yanked down so that the dress ripped and nearly so did Seka's flesh. Seka moaned loudly and she was pulled off balance, looking anything but regal in her stockings, garters and thong as she wobbled on her heels trying to keep her balance. Candy had her by the hair again and forced Seka's face to the mirrored glass.

Her nude, newly enhanced breasts where pressed against the glass too. With one hand in Seka's hair, Candy took her other hand and started to spank Seka who was bent over the bureau. Her lovely ass barely jiggled but Seka squealed with each slap. It was all happening so fast Seka couldn't respond. Candy stopped for a moment and pulled Seka straight up again by her hair.

"So you've had a boob job have you?"

Candy looked at Seka's reflection in the mirror and held her so tight she couldn't move. With her other hand she reached over and gave one a Seka's breasts a hard slap. The queen was nearly out on her feet, she had not been ready for this. She had felt the power drain from her with Candy's first slap. She prayed none of the movie executives would find a way to get in the room and see her like this at the hands of the washed up old cow.

Seka struggled to keep her balance while Candy continued to spank her helpless breasts. Finally she let go of Seka and the queen fell breast-first onto the bureau. Candy laughed at her victim and the arrogance she had exhibited earlier. She used her hip to push Seka away from the mirror and she opened up her bag to take out a hair brush.

"Well whore, it didn't take long to take care of you, but I'd better fix my hair before I go back outside and let the fans and executives come in here and see what a joke you've become."

But before she did, she walked behind Seka one last time. Her perfect ass was in the air, her legs were wobbling on the heels. And then Candy drove the knee of her boot into Seka's crotch from behind. The thud of leather on her pussy was sickening. Seka's eyes rolled back in her head. She slid off the bureau and on to her knees while her hands reached to protect her treasure.

Candy moved back to the mirror and started brushing her hair. When she was just about to leave she decided her lips could use one last coating of lip gloss. She leaned in close to the mirror and as she was watching her lips, her reflection in the mirror jumped. Candy's eyes opened, her mouth opened wider. She slumped immediately, her giant breasts nearly being dislodged from her leather corset.

While on her knees Seka had landed an upper cut between Candy's thighs. She then landed another, another and another, until Candy collapsed in the same fashion Seka had earlier, kneeling in front of the bureau.

Candy was breathless, she ached like never before. Seka took a moment to gain her composure and then did her best to give Candy's breasts some exposure. She pulled down on the top of the corset, so the enormous breasts swung free. She grabbed Candy by the hair, leaned her back for a moment and then opened a draw in the bureau. She slid the helpless Candy forward again and positioned her breasts in the open draw. They were so big they nearly didn't fit.

With an evil growl in Candy's ear Seka said, "I own you bitch."

Then she positioned herself behind Candy and the draw and slammed the draw down on Candy's breasts. Candy's eyes rolled around in her socket. She tried to scream but Seka interrupted that scream with another slam against the draw. As she stepped back, Candy's head rolled to the side, she was nearly unconscious. Candy fell away from the bureau onto her side. Her tormented breasts were red from the draw slams.

Seka got up and looked down on the prostrate Candy and said, "See Candy, bigger doesn't always mean better. Sometimes they just get in the way."

While standing in front of the bureau Seka saw two dildos hanging out of Candy's purse. She smiled and then started laughing about her wicked idea. She pulled Candy across the floor by her hair. Candy was whimpering like a little girl, cupping her breasts with her hands. Seka yanked her onto the bed and onto her knees. She then went to the door wrapped in a towel and told the head of Silver Fox Videos to give her ten minutes and then bring the party into the room.

When the executive asked why Seka responded, "Let's just say Candy Samples and I are not both going to be staying with the company. We've decided amongst ourselves to have a fuck off with dildos and the woman who out fucks the other stays with the company. Oh, and don't forget to bring the cameraman in with you. Both Candy and I want this on tape."

This all made the executive very nervous. He didn't want to lose either one of them. And he especially didn't want to lose the great Seka. He was careful about how he was going to market her return, but it was in his plans that her dominance of men and other women, of all ages, would be the main theme.

After some thought he decided that watching Seka out-fuck the older porn star would be good for promotions. He had only hired Candy as a favor to a few old friends. He really hadn't wanted her in the company and this would be just as good a way as any to get rid of her contract. Besides, he would love to see Seka sexually dominate an older woman. The young executive decided to make it even better. He called downstairs and ordered another two cameras into the room, he didn't want to miss one angle of the queen.

Seka wanted all of the board of directors to watch her out fuck Candy Samples. She wanted to show them who was queen. None of them knew what had just transpired and none of them knew that Candy was nearly unconscious on the bed. All the better to fool them when they came in to watch the show in ten minutes.

In that ten minutes of privacy Seka punched Candy in her voluminous gut several times to keep the wind out of her. She even gave a few more upper cuts to the older pussy. Candy was reeling. Her ample ass was resting on her heels as she kneeled on the bed. All of the fight had left her. Seka was now slamming the dildo in and out of the older porn star's pussy. Candy's eyes gave signs of defeat, of humiliation and yet of some excitement as she had always loved the hard fuck.

Just before their time alone was up Seka took the other dildo and wrapped Candy's hand around it. She had to make it look as if there had really been a fucking contest. When the door opened Seka was pummeling the older pussy with a rhythmic fucking. In and out, with a twist. In and out, with a twist. She continued it.

The room filled quickly and was strangely quiet. The two greatest porn stars of all time had been battling erotically to see who was best and the hundred or so people who crammed into the room knew they were watching something they would never see again. All of them were aware of the bad blood between the two, but none realized they'd be willing to sacrifice their generous contracts in an ego contest like this.

The audience noticed how tall Seka was as she kneeled above Candy. Seka's body was so tight, like that of a twenty year old. Her tan lines accentuated her breathtaking ass and her firm breasts. Her body stood out in contrast of the heavier Samples whose belly was held in by the corset and whose ass cheeks had overflowed the heels they were rested on.

Seka put on quite a show. She drilled Candy and taunted her. Candy's eyes flickered this way and that. The audience knew Seka was ready to finish off the once awesome Candy Samples. Men and women alike stirred in the most erogenous ways. Even Raylene was watching in rapt attention. She had fantasized about Seka ever since their interview but there was a part of her that would have liked to see Candy outdo her, just to prove that Seka was human after all, and not some goddess. But it was obvious that that wasn't going to happen.

Seka taunted and laughed at the groggy Candy. The older woman's hips were moving with Seka's drill of a dildo. It was only a matter of time. Candy was indeed excited - along with the pain. Her breathing was labored and heavy. She didn't want to cum. She didn't want to give Seka the satisfaction. Besides she needed the contract badly as a way to pad her way into retirement and here Seka was taking it away from her in a humiliating fashion.

As time wore on Seka could see Candy's hips moving faster than the dildo. Her pussy had a mind of it's own. Seka glowed in near victory. The crowd was as quiet as can be, save for the heavy breathing. Seka made sure the cameras were ready as she plunged the dildo in and out, again and again, and just as Candy was about to erupt with her eyes closed in a marriage of ecstasy and humiliation, Seka withdrew the dildo. Candy's ample hips continued to pump, fucking the air and nothing else. Now she was past the point, she need to cum.

Vanity had slowed the show. Seka wanted all three cameras to see the expressions on both of their faces as Candy came. She wanted each lens to catch the sense of defeat on Candy and the sexual prowess of Seka. She stopped, turned to the side so that both women were facing the camera. She leaned forward for one last bit of showmanship and leaned on one hand while she blew a kiss to the camera. Her perfect ass was in the air. It was quite a sight. The champion of all porn stars was about to make her resounding return to film with an erotic finishing off of Candy Samples. She smiled coolly for the cameras, she was dripping confidence, just a foot away from each lens, looking for the close-up of her beautiful face for her fans and for the millions she was about to earn in the coming year - the millions she needed.

It was then that her face changed, while in a close-up of all three cameras. It was then, with a last ditch effort to save herself from humiliation that Candy Samples had struggled forward and latched on to Seka's bleached blonde hair and at that same instant drove her dildo into Seka's prized pussy. The gasp from Seka was amazing . . . outdone only by the look in her eyes of a power play turned, of dignity lost, of millions lost. It was the sound of a queen being removed from her thrown. The sound of her gasp shocked everybody in the room and was equaled by the thud of dildo deep into her pussy and of Candy's fist balled at the end of the dildo slamming into Seka's lips.

In that one instance of vanity Seka had let history sneak up on her and change everything. The greatest porn star ever, a woman who sexually intimidated twenty-something starlets like Raylene was being out-fucked by a woman nearly 70-years-old. That one thud of fist against lips was followed by another and another in rapid succession. Amazingly the power that drained from Seka's pussy, and ran down Candy's hand and wrist, enlivened the older woman. She pulled harder on Seka's hair, making sure the camera had the close up Seka wanted to give them. She grit her teeth like a wild animal and drove the dildo deeper and deeper. With one last thrust she left it buried in Seka's pussy and then used the palm of her hand to spank the nub that was hanging out.

Seka responded with erotic exhortations and uncontrollable screams of ecstasy, defeat and humiliation. Seka had always enjoyed sexual power over another woman and she had come close to an orgasm just by fucking Candy, but Candy's trusts and spanking were too much for her to bear. Seka eyes rolled back in her head, her thighs quivered as though she were being electrocuted, her lips quivered just as wildly, her breasts swung in pendulum fashion as the most severe orgasm she had ever had rolled through her body like a tidal wave and forced her, after one last demonic scream to collapse in unconsciousness.

It was over. Candy Samples had done what no other woman had ever even dared to dream of doing. She had outfucked the queen! She felt the power of her own sexuality over the dominant Seka. The crowd room was stunned in silence. Candy was dripping and in need more. She rolled the unconscious queen onto her back and climbed forward on Seka's regal face for one last indignity and started to roll her hips back and forth. Within seconds she came on her victim. She paused, then started again and came again. And they she ordered all in the room out so that she could finish off the queen the way she wanted to.

The next morning came and everyone had gone home. Candy had locked Seka in the bedroom with a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door. Eventually the maids would find the former queen of porn, tied up to the bed posts, worn into exhaustion by a night of fifty or more orgasms.