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I love being banged out



About two months passed since that wild night when I went crazy having sex in front of the camera for that web site film crew.

I will say that they kept their word and I’ve been getting some royalties from the movie they made of me.

The checks have been getting smaller and unfortunately my bills have been getting larger.

One day I got a call one from a man in upstate New York who said he would like to offer me some money to do another short movie for his web site.

Since my car had recently broke down and I didn’t have any cash to fix it I agreed.

He was going to send me an airline ticket and what he promised to pay sounded really good. I probably would have told him no but I needed the money to fix my car.

The next day I printed out my e-ticket from the email this guy named Brian sent me.

I was to leave this Friday night at 5:00pm for New York.

The problem was what I would tell Joe.

“Hello,” Joe answered. “Hi babe,” I said, “Look I have to fly to New York this weekend, a girlfriend from High School is getting married and she sent me a ticket for free.” I lied in my best voice.

No sense Joe getting upset about my little trip that I had planned.

I would have asked him for the money to fix my car but he was just as broke as I was.

“I was wondering if you could drive me to the airport.” I asked, “My car is still broken down.”

“Sure, but I was hoping that we could spend some time together this weekend,” he said forlornly.

“I know it’s kind of sudden but she’s a really good friend and I just couldn’t say no.” I added.

Joe finally agreed and my trip was all set.

I really hated to do this to him but I figured since I had been having sex all these years for free it might not hurt to make some money one more time especially when I really needed it

Joe and I kissed goodbye at the airport. “I’ll miss you.” I said.

Joe said he missed me already and agreed to pick me up when I returned on Sunday evening.

“Don’t worry I’ll be waiting for you baby.” He said as I walked away feeling pretty guilty for what I was doing.

The excitement of the trip soon made me forget some of the guilt I felt as I wondered what it was going to be like in New York.

When I walked off the plane I saw a man holding a sign with my name on it.

I walked up to him and said,”Hi I’m Kari.”

“Hi Kari, I’m Brian I talked to you on the phone?”

“Oh right, how are you?” I replied.

“Good and I must say you look even better in person than the movie I saw.”

“Thanks.” I said looking around. “Do you know where I pick up my bags?”

“Sure it’s down stairs, follow me.” Brian said as he headed for the escalator.

I followed Brian down to the baggage claim as he explained, “We have a great hotel for you, not to far from here and we will do the shoot in the room next to yours.

“Okay.” I said as we walked along, straining my ears to ear him over the noise from inside the busy airport.

We will pick up the tab on everything and I’ll explain about the movie on the way over there.” Brian told me as he grabbed my two bags and headed out the door.

“Great, sounds like fun.” I added as we headed for the nearest cab.

As we took the cab to the hotel Brian told me about the movie and what they wanted me to do.

“Well it’s basically a threesome, you and three guys.

Mainly you will have to fuck and suck all three of them.” He said casually as if this happened everyday.

Maybe it did for him.

I laughed, “Well that’s sort of what I did before, and I think I can handle that.”

“It probably will only take an hour or so to shoot, it’s just a short movie for the web,” he said, “I have some contracts you will have to sign, consent forms and stuff.

“We can go over that when we get you settled.” He added.

“I have to admit I’m a little nervous about all this.” I said.

“No problem, you’ll do just fine.” Brian smiled at me.

We soon arrived at the Ramada Inn and Brian took care of signing for the room and gave them his credit card as I looked around.

I was wondering if the people walking around the lobby had any Idea that a porn movie was going to be made here tomorrow.

The room was really nice and big and had a great view of the busy city.

I looked around as Brian shuffled through some papers and asked me to come over and sit down at the small table.

“Well basically this contract say’s you agree to make an adult film with us for this amount of money.”

He pointed at the amount on the line and then went on to explain the details to me.

He asked for my driver’s license and left to get a photocopy of it.

He said they had to have proof that I was over 18 years old.

I have to mention this other detail that Brian surprised me with.

“You don’t have any problem with anal sex do you?” he said.

“Uh well, I’ve never done that.” I said.

Alarm bells started ringing in my head at this point.

“Well you don’t have to do it but if you do, I’ll add five hundred to the amount.” Brian said.

I thought about it for a while and even though I was not too wild about the idea I agreed to it.

“Okay I really need the money, but if I say stop during the film will you stop?”

Brian said, “Sure we don’t make anyone do anything they don’t want to, but you’ll loose the money if you do.”

I signed the papers and Brian said he had to leave and that I could order room service or anything else I needed before he left.

Room service brought me some food, and some booze to calm my nerves.
Guilty thoughts raced through my head about what I was doing as I looked out the window and the lights of the city and downed a beer.

As I finally drifted off to a troubled sleep I wondered about who the three men might be and what they would look like.

Around noon the next day Brian called and said he was bringing me some clothes to wear for the film and he showed up around 1: oo pm.

“Hi, brought you an outfit.” He said as I let him in the door, “You ready for your big debut?”

“I guess it’s now or never.” I replied.

I was feeling a little scared and hoped it did not show too much.

“Well put these on and I’ll take you next door and we can get started.” He said as he handed me a bag.

I went into the bathroom and opened the bag.

Inside was a pair of shorts, some black panties, and a white half top t-shirt.

When I got them on I noticed that the shorts were really short and I had to admit that the outfit made me look pretty dam sexy.

When I came out of the bathroom Brian said, “Oh yeah, you look great in that.”

I gave a nervous laugh and he held up some spike-heeled shoes for me. “Don’t forget your shoes.” He said.

I grabbed the shoes and even though they didn’t fit very well I managed to put them on and stand up for inspection.

“Perfect, let’s go.” Brian told me.

He led me out the door and across the hall to the next room.

I was shocked when he opened the door.

Inside were all kinds of lights and several people with cameras.

The room was almost twice the size of mine and even had a couch.

A man came over to us and said, “Hi I’m Bill the director.” As he shook my hand, “Would you like a drink?”

“Hell yes!” I said. I was really getting nervous now.

Bill led me over to the small wet bar and fixed me a big screwdriver.

“Here you go.” He said handing me the tall glass.

“Thanks.” I replied and gulped it down as I watched the crew scurrying around checking lights and things.

Bill and Brian went over my contract and I asked for, and drank another big drink.

They just smiled at my nervous behavior and continued talking about the details of the shoot.

“Ok let’s get started.” Bill said to everyone in the room.

“Kari you go in front of the bed over there and when Jim comes in just start kissing him, and we’ll go from there.”

Brian helped me get through the equipment to the clearing around the bed.

“Ok, roll’em.” Bill barked out loud.

The bedroom door on the side of the room opened and a tall black man walked in.

Shit I had never been with a black man before.

Thoughts of racing out the door went through my head.

But as he walked up to me, he had a really nice smile on his face and he tenderly took me in his arms and started to kiss me.

I closed my eyes and returned his kiss.

It was just like kissing anyone else and I began to relax into his embrace.

“That’s it, let if flow.” I heard Bill say. “Get a side view over there.”

I felt the black man’s hands move up under my half shirt and start to squeeze my breast.

It felt good and I felt a twinge in my crotch as he rubbed his thumbs over my nipples.

He lifted up the top and moved down and began to suck first one nipple and then the other.

His large lips surrounded my whole nipple and sucked hard as his tongue teased the tip of it.

My nipples were responding and I got a shiver up my spine as he switched breast.

I just kept my eyes closed and was really starting to enjoy it.

The sounds and commotion going around us started to be replaced by the wet feeling in my pussy.

Jim had moved down to my belly button and his tongue teased it as he squeezed my ass cheeks, his hands going up the backs of my shorts.

After playing with my ass for a little while his hands moved up to slip inside the waistband of my shorts and started to pull them down.

When my shorts were down around my knees he pushed me back so that I was sitting on the bed. He carefully removed them from each foot over my spike heels.

From his knees he pushed my legs apart and began to kiss the inside of my thighs.

It felt wonderful and I felt another twinge in my pussy as I lay back on the bed.

“Ok I want a close up shot of this.” I heard Bill say in the distance.

Jim was working his way up to my pussy kissing and lightly biting the inside of my thighs.

When his mouth got to my crotch I felt him move my panties to the side as cool air reached my now hot pussy.

This feeling was soon gone and I felt hot breath and a wet tongue slip in between my folds.

My boyfriend Joe always told me Black guys don’t eat pussy.

Well I guess he never met Jim because he was doing a great job on me at the moment.

He was running his tongue up and down my slit and sucking first one lip and then the other into his mouth.

He occasionally would brush my clit with his tongue just enough to tease it and then move on.

I was starting to get really hot and I wanted him to lick my clit, but he kept avoiding it and I was getting really hot and a little frustrated.

Jim finally put his arms around my legs and used his hands to spread my folds open wide and back, exposing my clit to his tongue.

He circled it like an expert and I was starting to raise my hips to him.

My orgasm was starting to build when he took one hand and put two fingers in me with and upwards motion towards my pubic bone.

I remember yelling something as I held his head against my crotch and came on his face.

I would have pulled his hair out if I could have, but he had it cut to close.

“Great, now Kari I want you to suck his cock for a while.” I heard Bill giving me directions from some where to the side of me.

I lay there for a moment as my orgasm subsided, sort of catching my breath, I turned my head to look but the bright lights made it impossible to see him.

When I sat up on the bed I was greeted with another shock.

The biggest black cock I have ever seen, well I should say the biggest cock I have ever seen of any color, was hanging down in front of my face.

Jim had a big grin watching the shock on my face.

Timidly I reached for his pole, I put one hand around the base and my other hand on top of that, kind of like you would grip a baseball bat.

I couldn’t believe my eyes that maybe four or five more inches were still sticking out of my two handed grip on the mammoth black shaft.

Jim pushed it towards my mouth.

Stroking his cock up and down with both hands, I could feel his cock start to grow beneath my palms as I did.

Taking the tip of my tongue I gave the dark head of his cock a lick, wondering how I was going to get it into my mouth.

Jim took care of that and held the back of my head as he pushed it into my open mouth for me.

The huge head of his dick stretched my mouth wide open as it forced its way inside.

I kept a tight hold on his dick with both hands so he wouldn’t shove it clear down my throat.

As my mouth got a little used to the size of him I began to move back and forth on the huge shaft.

“Ah, that’s it girl, suck it.” Jim said.

Being proud of my accomplishment, I wasn’t even thinking about the fact that he planned on fucking me with it in a few minutes; I was too busy trying to put on what I hoped was a good show for the cameras.

“Ok Sam get your black ass in there.” I heard Bill say.

It wasn’t long and I had another black cock in my view; it was not quite as large as Jim’s but it was not small by any measure.

Jim pushed me back flat on my back and Sam moved up next to me and stuck his cock in my face.

Not needing to be told what to do at this point I grabbed his dick and it went into my mouth without any effort at all.

That was fine until I felt Jim rubbing the huge head of his dick up and down my wet slit, causing me to panic as I remembered how big it was.

Jumping up and yelling, “Hell no it’s too big!” crossed my mind but Sam’s cock was now trying to go all the way down my throat at the same time.

I felt a lot of pressure, as Jim’s cock tried to open me wide enough to slide its way into my small pussy.

He just kept pushing and pushing and I let out a muffled gasp as it finally stretched me wide open and popped inside.

“God Damn!” I felt like someone was putting his or her whole hand up me.

“Just relax, and it will feel better.” Jim said to me.

Fortunately it felt a little better after the big head had made it inside of me.

Thankfully Jim didn’t move and just let me get used to the size of him.

Sam was trying his best to force his entire dick down my throat and I struggled as it hit the back of my throat off and on.

I guess that diverted my attention and my pussy relaxed a little.

That’s when I feet Jim start to slowly fuck me with his monster dick.

He moved slowly back and forth just a couple inches at a time and I could feel that it was starting to slide easily in me now that it was covered with my juice.

At that point I started to enjoy the feeling of being totally stuffed.

Each thrust he put a little more cock into me and I didn’t even half to try to squeeze it with my pussy, it was already squeezing it as hard as it could.

Feeling the big head of his dick pushing my vagina open as it slipped deeper with each long stroke.

Jim started to fuck me harder and I was getting so close to Cumming.

Damn he really was good at fucking a girl.

The more turned on I became the harder I sucked on Sam’s cock.

When Jim shoved hard into me the head of his dick hit bottom and I jumped and went, Oh!

I screamed out let Sam’s cock slip right down my open throat.

I probably would have threw up except I was so turned on by the huge dick pushing on my cervix that I didn’t even think about the cock clear down my throat until he pulled it back out on the next stroke.

Jim’s huge cock was hitting my cervix each stroke now and I was losing it, the mixture of pain and pleasure was too much and I started to cum and shake.

I bucked my hips to match Jim’s thrust and Sam’s cock slipped in and out of my throat.

Thinking back on it I really don’t know how I did that part; I guess I was so hot that I just went all out.

Sam pulled his cock out of my mouth and started pumping cum all over my face.

“Oh fuck ya!” He was yelling as I felt his hot spurts hitting my lips, and spraying into my mouth.

Jim continued to fuck me hard and I came again, “Uhh, Uhh, fuck, Meee!” I yelled out.

I lay back and Jim stopped fucking me.

He just left that huge cock in me as my orgasm wound down.

“Ok, Tommy get on the bed under her, and Sam you hit her doggy style.” I head Bill say as I lay there in a euphoric daze.

Jim pulled his huge cock out of me, leaving me wondering if my insides would still work after having that huge thing in me.

Someone helped me up and wiped cum off my face with a towel.

My legs were shaky and I kicked off the spike heels.

Another black man with a semi-hard dick had now positioned himself on the bed and smiled at me. “This must be Tommy.” I thought.

“Ok Kari, suck his cock till it’s hard and then get on top of him.” Bill said.

I was way to far gone now to complain and I went over to Tommy and bent down and started to suck his dick.

It was also pretty big. “ I was wondering where they found all these guys,” I thought as I sucked this new dick, as someone started rubbing my pussy from behind, and I started to get hot again.

As I was sucking Tommy’s cock I felt Sam push his dick into me from behind, it felt really good....big, fat, and hard.... and soon he was banging me hard and fast.

Tommy was starting to get really hard in my mouth now and I could taste a small amount of cum leaking out of him.

“Ok Kari, get on Tommy.” Bill said. Sam pulled out of me and I got on the bed to straddle Tommy.

Holding Tommy’s cock I let my pussy slip around it.

I was so wet and stretched that I just sat all the way down on it hard.

Tommy’s made a face and went “Ahhh, yeah.” I started to fuck him hard wanting to cum again.

Tommy pulled me down towards him and started to kiss me as I fucked him sliding forwards and backwards on his dick.

That’s when a pair of hands started spreading my ass cheeks apart and a tongue started licking my hole.

I about jumped off of Tommy’s dick but he held me firm and I thought I was going to cum again as the tongue licked my ass.

“Jim you better lube her up first.” I heard Bill say.

“OH shit! I had forgotten about the anal thing!” I remembered at the last moment.

I felt some cold fluid being rubbed on my ass and I wanted to stop but for whatever reason I didn’t.

I was so close to Cumming I just kept fucking Tommy’s dick. I felt a finger pop into my ass and I didn’t even stop at that point.

I ‘m sure I was moaning loud when I came on Tommy’s dick.

My orgasm was so hard I just let myself lay on his chest as I relaxed and felt two, and then three fingers bang my little ass.

Shit I was so worn out I just went limp for a while.

That’s probably a good thing because I felt the huge head of Jim’s cock pushing where the three fingers had been removed from my bum.

My ass stopped resisting and Jim’s cock pushed its way slowly up inside of me.

I could feel his huge dick pushing against Tommy’s cock that was already in my pussy.

Oh shit I can’t tell you how that feels, especially when they both started to fuck me slow and then faster and faster.

I can’t remember what I was yelling but I was yelling as loud as I could.

The two black dicks were pumping in and out of my tiny white body, driving me crazy.

I could feel both of them moving in and out as they stretched my holes.

Jim had not been able to put all of his, big dick into my pussy but he made up for it with my ass.

I could feel Tommy and Jim’s balls both slapping into me as they fucked me hard.

It felt like Jim’s cock was clear up in my stomach.

Then I came so damn hard that I almost passed out.

Tommy and Jim both came at about the same time and I felt like two fire hoses were filling me with hot cum.

Dripping with sweat and shaking all over, I just collapsed and enjoyed the after effects of the wildest sex I had ever had.

My ass hurt and I kept squirming around in the hard airline seat on my flight back to Boston.

I new that my boyfriend Joe would want to have sex that night when I got home and I wasn’t sure how to handle him when I got back home?

For about the tenth time I opened my purse, inside was the cash that I had earned.

As the plane raced through the sky, I thought about how I had gotten to this point in my life and what would happen next.

The birth of a porn star

My real name is Kari and I wanted to tell you the tale of my college experience and how it turned into a career of making porn movies.

It all started in my junior year at a large eastern college in Boston.

Boston College to be exact.

I am what some would describe as petite. I have shoulder length black hair and a very nice figure.

I don’t know that I am a knockout or anything but I have never had any trouble getting dates or laid for that matter.

My steady boyfriend “Joe” was in one of the fraternities here on campus.

I would say that both of us had been true to each other and I know I’d never cheated on him.

I was not all that sexually experienced in the beginning, I was like most girls I guess who had fooled around with different guys in the quest for Mr. Right.

But like all good things that eventually came to an end.

Joe and I spent a lot of time together and the sex was always great or so I thought at the time but I learned that there was a lot more I’d never experienced.

Although I occasionally had passing thoughts about some other men I’ve met here at school I always managed not to get involved with anyone but my man Joe.

He’s tall and thin with brown hair, kind of average looking but really a lot of fun to be with.

Some of his friends tease him and call him Joe Dirt, which really does not fit him, but you know how guys are.

Well one day Joe told me that his fraternity was planning a big blow out of a party and some special guests were expected to be there.

He would not say whom, but said it would be really wild and he hoped I would show up so we could check it out.

I was curious about these special guests but he would not elaborate.

He just had this stupid smile on his face and I almost got mad at him when he would not tell me more.

Since it was almost the end of the semester and I had finals, I didn’t really have too much time to dwell on the party that was coming up that weekend.

I did plan on getting drunk to celebrate the end of the semester, and hopefully have some good sex with Joe before I went back to my Grand Parents house for the break.

It had become sort of tradition on campus to get wasted after finals.

Afterwards most of us would head home to see our families.

When classes were over on Friday, Joe telephoned me and told me to be at the Frat house around 7:00pm for the party.

I was looking forward to seeing him, and also get wild and let off some steam.

Drinking probably was my biggest vice and I used it on many occasions to help me get over my shyness that showed up most of the time when I was meeting new people or in a crowd of strangers.

I believed my finals had gone well and I was ready to party.

So I drug out my sexiest top and my best looking black jeans.

After a quick snack and a final look in the mirror I headed over to the Frat house to find Joe.

The Frat house was already in a state of bedlam.

When the guys at the door let me in, it looked as though everyone was way ahead of me in the drinking department.

I was handed two bottles of beer and told the last where a bouts of Joe.

I struggled to push my way through the crowd until I spied Joe talking to a small group of guys and gals.

Joe and I said hello and then headed for a space on the couch to talk.

I don’t remember all the conversation but it was mostly just a good time with him and our friends laughing and drinking and getting the stress from finals out of our system.

I was doing my best to drink enough to catch up with everyone, and pretty soon I was feeling a good buzz going on.

One of Joe’s friends asked him what time the “Guest” we’re going to show up?

I had forgotten all about that part.

Joe remarked that he wasn’t sure and just winked at me when I asked him once again about whom it was.

The subject got lost in a few moments and not much else was said about it.

About 10:00 pm we heard a disturbance at the front door and we all got up from the couch to see what was going on.

Four men came in the front door carrying video cameras, lights, and all sorts of electrical equipment.

Everyone was standing around and wondering what was going on.

Once all the gear was in and the door closed, the President of the Fraternity asked for everyone’s attention.

He stood part way up the stairs and told everyone that the special guest ran a porn site on the web; they go around to different colleges to film students having sex.

They put the films up on a pay site and charge people to see them.

You might have run across one of their ads if you do much web surfing.

Everyone cheered, the guys getting the most excited as they held their beers up and cheered.

The President explained that anyone who wanted to be filmed would have to sign a contract and would be paid cash on the spot, plus a royalty depending on how much their film gets watched.

Joe looked at me with an evil grin and asked me if I wanted to participate.

I guess I wasn’t drunk enough to say yes at this point and I told him no, but I’d love to watch someone else.

The first two brave souls volunteered and moved up the stairs to a bedroom.

We followed them through the crowd of students and finally pushed our way into a crowded bedroom.

The room was full of people and equipment and lying on the bed was a girl whom I didn’t know having her tits sucked on by some guy, her boyfriend I guess.

One of the guys from the film crew moved around with a video camera capturing the whole event.

The guy on the bed was pulling off the girl’s jeans and panties.

The crowd of guys and girls in the room were cheering loudly.

Someone started yelling, “Eat that pussy.” and soon the whole group including Joe and I joined in the chant.

As soon as her boyfriend had her black panties pulled off...he spread her legs and got on his knees in front of her.

I remember that she had some kind of tattoo on her lower stomach next to her pubic hair.
It looked like a butterfly or something.

The guy stuck his head between her legs and began to lick her pussy.

This immediately brought a round of cheers from the crowd and I could hear more beer bottles being opened as we all jockeyed for a closer look.

I could tell that they were both very drunk and the guy was furiously licking her shaven snatch.

The girl had a flushed face and with eyes closed was trying to hold back her moans as the crowd continued yelling their encouragement.

In the next few moments the guy reached up and started squeezing both of her nice tits with his hands.

The girl was starting to buck her pelvis against his sucking mouth and I found the whole scene was starting to make me a little horny.

It was incredible, I had never observed anyone having sex before, most of my experiences with sex I had my eyes closed while someone did what they wanted to me, weather I liked it or not.

I thought that was the way people had sex, not in public in front of a roaring crowd of drunks!

It wasn’t long before the girl started screaming as her orgasm racked her body.

The crowd responded with more loud hoots and cheers. “Head, Head, give him Head.” was the new chant started by someone way in the back.

Her boyfriend stood up and started undressing in front of all of us.

When he was naked I could see that he had a really large and extremely hard dick in his hand.

He was standing in front of us with a wet face and stroking his cock for the camera, waiting for his girl to take over.

I have to confess that the powers of alcohol never cease to amaze me.

His girl sat up and grabbed his dick and began to stroke it for him.

My boyfriend Joe was yelling wildly for her to “Suck his Cock!”

I joined in as someone handed me another beer.

The girl did what all of us wanted and stuck the head of that big dick in her mouth.

I watched amazed as she slid her mouth all the way down his cock until her lips touched his pubes.

I had never seen a woman give a guy head before, and never imagined it was possible to swallow the whole thing.

I was sitting on the floor Indian style with Joe behind me holding me against his chest.

That’s when I felt Joe’s hands sneak from behind and start to squeeze my tits.

I didn’t mind, he was always doing something like that but at the moment I really wanted to see how this girl handled that big hard cock.

The boyfriend had his hands behind her head and was pushing his cock in and out of her mouth just like he would if he was screwing her.

She took every inch of his cock on each stroke.

The crowd was now yelling shit like, “Fuck that bitch, cum in her mouth Rob!” and any number of lewd remarks.

I also noticed that Joe’s hands had started rubbing my crotch through my jeans, and it was starting to distract me a little.

I guess watching the other couple and the beer was having an effect on me.

I was just plain getting horny as hell.

The boyfriend, Rob I guess was his name was really pumping himself in and out of her mouth hard.

There wasn’t much doubt that he was going to cum.

“Cum on her tits!” or “Cum on her face!” was being yelled and demanded by all of us and I was yelling just as loud as I could.

Rob finally reached that point and pulled his wet member out of her mouth.

With one hand holding her by the back of the head, his other hand pumped his wet shaft and aimed it at her open mouth.

When he came the first spurt hit her right between the eyes and ran down her nose, the second was better aimed and went in her mouth along with the third, she pushed the cum out of her mouth with her tongue and it dripped off of her chin.

Everyone cheered and gave a round of applause and we could hear several wolf whistles from the back of the room.

Seeing it first hand I still could not believe what I had just witnessed!

It was so wild! I just couldn’t believe it had just happened.

The beer and the show had made me, well just plain horny after watching them go at it, and Joe rubbing my pussy was starting to have an effect also.

When the camera crew said,” Who’s next?” I stood up holding Joe by the hand and said, “We are!”

Thinking back now, I can’t believe I did that but something just made me want to be part of the fun.

The crowd cheered wildly as we went over to a table and signed the papers they gave us.

I don’t even know what they said; I was too hot to worry about it at the time.

When I had signed the paper, I moved to the bed to see that Joe had already stripped down and was sitting on the edge stroking his hard dick.

I guess he had hoped that I would play along all the time.

The crowd was yelling something about stripping so I did a slow seductive dance as I pulled my top over my head and undid my bra.

When I had my bra off I threw it in the crowd of guys and girls who were crammed into the tiny room with us.

They kept yelling “Take it off, Take it off!” I slid my jeans down with my ass facing them and could hear them whistling and shouting their approval.

Feeling like some kind of drunken striper, I just let go of all my normal tendencies to hide from crowds.

I looked at Joe as I stepped out of my jeans.

He had been pumping his cock as he watched my striptease take place.

I got on my knees in front of him and reached for his dick.

I started sucking his cock as he drunkenly fell back on the bed.

I remember looking up one time and seeing a video camera in my face.

I wasn’t going to be out done by that other girl and tried to deep throat Joe’s dick.

I slid my mouth down as far as I could and felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat.

I gagged and almost puked.

I could hear the crowd encourage me to try again.

In a few seconds when I had recovered I tried it again.

I went slower this time and each time I tried to get a little more of his cock in my mouth.

It was sometime during my deep throat attempt that I felt a pair of rough hands behind me starting to slide my panties down.

I figured that they wanted to see my pussy and let whoever it was continue pulling them down.

I was still sucking hard on Joe’s dick when I felt someone start to rub my pussy from behind me.

I wanted to tell them to stop but I was so horny and drunk, I let them continue.

The next thing I new a finger was probing its way into me, and as wet as I was it slid in easily.

I spit out Joe’s cock and let out a moan as the finger became two and started to push in and out of me from behind.

Joe was making some noise and was starting to buck his hips up and down.

When I finally managed to let his cock hit the back of my throat without gagging, I realized if I relaxed that it would just slide down the back.

That’s when I felt a hand on my tits, one from each side of me.

The fingers in my pussy were starting to make me crazy and the hands squeezing my tits didn’t help much either.

I came up for air and let out a scream as my first orgasm hit me.

My stomach got tight and I could feel my pussy contracting on the fingers that were buried deep in me.

I felt like such a slut, and still it turned me on even more.

Joe grabbed my head and forced it back down on his dick.

I had forgotten about his needs for the moment.

When my orgasm died down a little, I started fucking his dick with my mouth again.

Each time his cock hit the back of my throat he let out a moan.

The crowd was yelling loudly, which was actually making me even hornier, as I tried to get Joe off.

About this time I had another surprise.

Someone behind me was doing his best to get his cock into me.

I know what you’re thinking, I should have got up or screamed or turned around and slapped them, but I didn’t.

The sexual lust was just too much at the moment.

I had Joe’s cock in my mouth and about to have another in my aching pussy.

So I spread my legs a little wider and let it slide into me.

It felt warm and hard and slick.

I could feel it pushing deeper slowly and then back out.

I was so turned on that I couldn’t help but push back, wanting the hard strange cock buried deep in me, and I just wanted to fuck who ever it was behind me.

Joe was getting close now and I sucked him really hard.

I felt the head of his cock grow in my mouth and then hot spurts of cum filled my mouth.

I guess he yelled when he got off but I couldn’t hear over the cheers from the crowd behind me.

I was so damn horny, and the guy behind me was really pumping me hard, his hands slapping my ass cheeks and then pulling my hips back on his thrust.

I closed my eyes and yelled out, “Fuck ME! You bastard!”

Joe sat up and looked at me with wide eyes, when he saw that someone else was fucking his girlfriend.

I was surprised when his face lit up and said, “Go girl, fuck him good!”

He didn’t have to tell me because I was really enjoying the strange hard cock, fucking the hell out of me.

I closed my eyes and started contracting my pussy each time I felt the strange man’s stroke go deep.

The hands behind me pinched my ass cheeks hard and I felt my pussy get warm and slick as the strange cock buried in me released its load.

I clenched my fist and yelled something, as I came a few strokes later.

I was shaking as hands helped me up and pushed me back flat on the bed where Joe had been.

Two naked guys I’d never seen before got on each side of my head pointing their hard cocks at me.

I reached up and grabbed a cock in each hand and began to stroke them.

I was to drunk and horny to care about who they were.

I felt my legs being roughly pushed apart and looked down as another guy I’d never seen aimed his hard-on at my wet pussy.

It was such a wild scene because I could see the crowd behind him, cheering and holding up beers.

The guy between my legs moved up close and shoved his cock in me and started to fuck me hard.

His eyes locked on mine as he slammed his cock deep in me, I could see on his face the lust and the pleasure he was feeling.

This was such a turn on no one, not even Joe had ever had that look on his face as they made love to me.

His blue eyes looked deeply into mine as he pushed my thighs forward
As he continued to fuck me just as hard as he could.

He didn’t want me as his girlfriend or his wife he just wanted to fuck me, and fuck me hard.

And that’s when I learned something new about myself; I felt the very same way at the moment.

One of the dicks in my hand was now being pushed against my lips so I just opened up and began to suck on it.

I started stroking the other guy’s dick and soon it was being pushed at my lips.

I couldn’t fit both of them in my mouth so I took turns sucking one dick and then the other.

I could see flash bulbs going off and the thought of all these people having pictures of me fucking three guys crossed my mind for a second.

It was a fleeting thought as the man between my legs was getting the best of me.

He rubbed my clit with his thumb while holding one of my legs up in the air and pumped his hard dick in and out.

I started to cum and felt my body start tightening and shaking at the same time, I let out a muffled scream as one of the hardest orgasms I have every had hit me.

The guys above me were getting close, and one of them yelled and shot cum all over my face.

The man fucking me started bucking like a madman and I could feel the heat from his cum as it sprayed out deep inside of me.

The last guy pulled my mouth open with his finger and shot his load mostly down my throat but I didn’t care, I was as sexually high as I’ve ever been.

I shakily got to my feet amid the roars of the crowd.

The director handed us some cash and Joe and I went to his place to get a shower and sleep it off.

The next morning I asked Joe, “Did we really do that?”

“Sure did, and you were great,” He said, “I got off watching you fuck those other guys.”

I figured that it was just a one-time thing. Little did I know it was just the beginning?

The birth of a porn star

My real name is Kari and I wanted to tell you the tale of my college experience and how it turned into a career of making porn movies.

It all started in my junior year at a large eastern college in Boston.

Boston College to be exact.

I am what some would describe as petite. I have shoulder length black hair and a very nice figure.

I don’t know that I am a knockout or anything but I have never had any trouble getting dates or laid for that matter.

My steady boyfriend “Joe” was in one of the fraternities here on campus.

I would say that both of us had been true to each other and I know I’d never cheated on him.

I was not all that sexually experienced in the beginning, I was like most girls I guess who had fooled around with different guys in the quest for Mr. Right.

But like all good things that eventually came to an end.

Joe and I spent a lot of time together and the sex was always great or so I thought at the time but I learned that there was a lot more I’d never experienced.

Although I occasionally had passing thoughts about some other men I’ve met here at school I always managed not to get involved with anyone but my man Joe.

He’s tall and thin with brown hair, kind of average looking but really a lot of fun to be with.

Some of his friends tease him and call him Joe Dirt, which really does not fit him, but you know how guys are.

Well one day Joe told me that his fraternity was planning a big blow out of a party and some special guests were expected to be there.

He would not say whom, but said it would be really wild and he hoped I would show up so we could check it out.

I was curious about these special guests but he would not elaborate.

He just had this stupid smile on his face and I almost got mad at him when he would not tell me more.

Since it was almost the end of the semester and I had finals, I didn’t really have too much time to dwell on the party that was coming up that weekend.

I did plan on getting drunk to celebrate the end of the semester, and hopefully have some good sex with Joe before I went back to my Grand Parents house for the break.

It had become sort of tradition on campus to get wasted after finals.

Afterwards most of us would head home to see our families.

When classes were over on Friday, Joe telephoned me and told me to be at the Frat house around 7:00pm for the party.

I was looking forward to seeing him, and also get wild and let off some steam.

Drinking probably was my biggest vice and I used it on many occasions to help me get over my shyness that showed up most of the time when I was meeting new people or in a crowd of strangers.

I believed my finals had gone well and I was ready to party.

So I drug out my sexiest top and my best looking black jeans.

After a quick snack and a final look in the mirror I headed over to the Frat house to find Joe.

The Frat house was already in a state of bedlam.

When the guys at the door let me in, it looked as though everyone was way ahead of me in the drinking department.

I was handed two bottles of beer and told the last where a bouts of Joe.

I struggled to push my way through the crowd until I spied Joe talking to a small group of guys and gals.

Joe and I said hello and then headed for a space on the couch to talk.

I don’t remember all the conversation but it was mostly just a good time with him and our friends laughing and drinking and getting the stress from finals out of our system.

I was doing my best to drink enough to catch up with everyone, and pretty soon I was feeling a good buzz going on.

One of Joe’s friends asked him what time the “Guest” we’re going to show up?

I had forgotten all about that part.

Joe remarked that he wasn’t sure and just winked at me when I asked him once again about whom it was.

The subject got lost in a few moments and not much else was said about it.

About 10:00 pm we heard a disturbance at the front door and we all got up from the couch to see what was going on.

Four men came in the front door carrying video cameras, lights, and all sorts of electrical equipment.

Everyone was standing around and wondering what was going on.

Once all the gear was in and the door closed, the President of the Fraternity asked for everyone’s attention.

He stood part way up the stairs and told everyone that the special guest ran a porn site on the web; they go around to different colleges to film students having sex.

They put the films up on a pay site and charge people to see them.

You might have run across one of their ads if you do much web surfing.

Everyone cheered, the guys getting the most excited as they held their beers up and cheered.

The President explained that anyone who wanted to be filmed would have to sign a contract and would be paid cash on the spot, plus a royalty depending on how much their film gets watched.

Joe looked at me with an evil grin and asked me if I wanted to participate.

I guess I wasn’t drunk enough to say yes at this point and I told him no, but I’d love to watch someone else.

The first two brave souls volunteered and moved up the stairs to a bedroom.

We followed them through the crowd of students and finally pushed our way into a crowded bedroom.

The room was full of people and equipment and lying on the bed was a girl whom I didn’t know having her tits sucked on by some guy, her boyfriend I guess.

One of the guys from the film crew moved around with a video camera capturing the whole event.

The guy on the bed was pulling off the girl’s jeans and panties.

The crowd of guys and girls in the room were cheering loudly.

Someone started yelling, “Eat that pussy.” and soon the whole group including Joe and I joined in the chant.

As soon as her boyfriend had her black panties pulled off...he spread her legs and got on his knees in front of her.

I remember that she had some kind of tattoo on her lower stomach next to her pubic hair.
It looked like a butterfly or something.

The guy stuck his head between her legs and began to lick her pussy.

This immediately brought a round of cheers from the crowd and I could hear more beer bottles being opened as we all jockeyed for a closer look.

I could tell that they were both very drunk and the guy was furiously licking her shaven snatch.

The girl had a flushed face and with eyes closed was trying to hold back her moans as the crowd continued yelling their encouragement.

In the next few moments the guy reached up and started squeezing both of her nice tits with his hands.

The girl was starting to buck her pelvis against his sucking mouth and I found the whole scene was starting to make me a little horny.

It was incredible, I had never observed anyone having sex before, most of my experiences with sex I had my eyes closed while someone did what they wanted to me, weather I liked it or not.

I thought that was the way people had sex, not in public in front of a roaring crowd of drunks!

It wasn’t long before the girl started screaming as her orgasm racked her body.

The crowd responded with more loud hoots and cheers. “Head, Head, give him Head.” was the new chant started by someone way in the back.

Her boyfriend stood up and started undressing in front of all of us.

When he was naked I could see that he had a really large and extremely hard dick in his hand.

He was standing in front of us with a wet face and stroking his cock for the camera, waiting for his girl to take over.

I have to confess that the powers of alcohol never cease to amaze me.

His girl sat up and grabbed his dick and began to stroke it for him.

My boyfriend Joe was yelling wildly for her to “Suck his Cock!”

I joined in as someone handed me another beer.

The girl did what all of us wanted and stuck the head of that big dick in her mouth.

I watched amazed as she slid her mouth all the way down his cock until her lips touched his pubes.

I had never seen a woman give a guy head before, and never imagined it was possible to swallow the whole thing.

I was sitting on the floor Indian style with Joe behind me holding me against his chest.

That’s when I felt Joe’s hands sneak from behind and start to squeeze my tits.

I didn’t mind, he was always doing something like that but at the moment I really wanted to see how this girl handled that big hard cock.

The boyfriend had his hands behind her head and was pushing his cock in and out of her mouth just like he would if he was screwing her.

She took every inch of his cock on each stroke.

The crowd was now yelling shit like, “Fuck that bitch, cum in her mouth Rob!” and any number of lewd remarks.

I also noticed that Joe’s hands had started rubbing my crotch through my jeans, and it was starting to distract me a little.

I guess watching the other couple and the beer was having an effect on me.

I was just plain getting horny as hell.

The boyfriend, Rob I guess was his name was really pumping himself in and out of her mouth hard.

There wasn’t much doubt that he was going to cum.

“Cum on her tits!” or “Cum on her face!” was being yelled and demanded by all of us and I was yelling just as loud as I could.

Rob finally reached that point and pulled his wet member out of her mouth.

With one hand holding her by the back of the head, his other hand pumped his wet shaft and aimed it at her open mouth.

When he came the first spurt hit her right between the eyes and ran down her nose, the second was better aimed and went in her mouth along with the third, she pushed the cum out of her mouth with her tongue and it dripped off of her chin.

Everyone cheered and gave a round of applause and we could hear several wolf whistles from the back of the room.

Seeing it first hand I still could not believe what I had just witnessed!

It was so wild! I just couldn’t believe it had just happened.

The beer and the show had made me, well just plain horny after watching them go at it, and Joe rubbing my pussy was starting to have an effect also.

When the camera crew said,” Who’s next?” I stood up holding Joe by the hand and said, “We are!”

Thinking back now, I can’t believe I did that but something just made me want to be part of the fun.

The crowd cheered wildly as we went over to a table and signed the papers they gave us.

I don’t even know what they said; I was too hot to worry about it at the time.

When I had signed the paper, I moved to the bed to see that Joe had already stripped down and was sitting on the edge stroking his hard dick.

I guess he had hoped that I would play along all the time.

The crowd was yelling something about stripping so I did a slow seductive dance as I pulled my top over my head and undid my bra.

When I had my bra off I threw it in the crowd of guys and girls who were crammed into the tiny room with us.

They kept yelling “Take it off, Take it off!” I slid my jeans down with my ass facing them and could hear them whistling and shouting their approval.

Feeling like some kind of drunken striper, I just let go of all my normal tendencies to hide from crowds.

I looked at Joe as I stepped out of my jeans.

He had been pumping his cock as he watched my striptease take place.

I got on my knees in front of him and reached for his dick.

I started sucking his cock as he drunkenly fell back on the bed.

I remember looking up one time and seeing a video camera in my face.

I wasn’t going to be out done by that other girl and tried to deep throat Joe’s dick.

I slid my mouth down as far as I could and felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat.

I gagged and almost puked.

I could hear the crowd encourage me to try again.

In a few seconds when I had recovered I tried it again.

I went slower this time and each time I tried to get a little more of his cock in my mouth.

It was sometime during my deep throat attempt that I felt a pair of rough hands behind me starting to slide my panties down.

I figured that they wanted to see my pussy and let whoever it was continue pulling them down.

I was still sucking hard on Joe’s dick when I felt someone start to rub my pussy from behind me.

I wanted to tell them to stop but I was so horny and drunk, I let them continue.

The next thing I new a finger was probing its way into me, and as wet as I was it slid in easily.

I spit out Joe’s cock and let out a moan as the finger became two and started to push in and out of me from behind.

Joe was making some noise and was starting to buck his hips up and down.

When I finally managed to let his cock hit the back of my throat without gagging, I realized if I relaxed that it would just slide down the back.

That’s when I felt a hand on my tits, one from each side of me.

The fingers in my pussy were starting to make me crazy and the hands squeezing my tits didn’t help much either.

I came up for air and let out a scream as my first orgasm hit me.

My stomach got tight and I could feel my pussy contracting on the fingers that were buried deep in me.

I felt like such a slut, and still it turned me on even more.

Joe grabbed my head and forced it back down on his dick.

I had forgotten about his needs for the moment.

When my orgasm died down a little, I started fucking his dick with my mouth again.

Each time his cock hit the back of my throat he let out a moan.

The crowd was yelling loudly, which was actually making me even hornier, as I tried to get Joe off.

About this time I had another surprise.

Someone behind me was doing his best to get his cock into me.

I know what you’re thinking, I should have got up or screamed or turned around and slapped them, but I didn’t.

The sexual lust was just too much at the moment.

I had Joe’s cock in my mouth and about to have another in my aching pussy.

So I spread my legs a little wider and let it slide into me.

It felt warm and hard and slick.

I could feel it pushing deeper slowly and then back out.

I was so turned on that I couldn’t help but push back, wanting the hard strange cock buried deep in me, and I just wanted to fuck who ever it was behind me.

Joe was getting close now and I sucked him really hard.

I felt the head of his cock grow in my mouth and then hot spurts of cum filled my mouth.

I guess he yelled when he got off but I couldn’t hear over the cheers from the crowd behind me.

I was so damn horny, and the guy behind me was really pumping me hard, his hands slapping my ass cheeks and then pulling my hips back on his thrust.

I closed my eyes and yelled out, “Fuck ME! You bastard!”

Joe sat up and looked at me with wide eyes, when he saw that someone else was fucking his girlfriend.

I was surprised when his face lit up and said, “Go girl, fuck him good!”

He didn’t have to tell me because I was really enjoying the strange hard cock, fucking the hell out of me.

I closed my eyes and started contracting my pussy each time I felt the strange man’s stroke go deep.

The hands behind me pinched my ass cheeks hard and I felt my pussy get warm and slick as the strange cock buried in me released its load.

I clenched my fist and yelled something, as I came a few strokes later.

I was shaking as hands helped me up and pushed me back flat on the bed where Joe had been.

Two naked guys I’d never seen before got on each side of my head pointing their hard cocks at me.

I reached up and grabbed a cock in each hand and began to stroke them.

I was to drunk and horny to care about who they were.

I felt my legs being roughly pushed apart and looked down as another guy I’d never seen aimed his hard-on at my wet pussy.

It was such a wild scene because I could see the crowd behind him, cheering and holding up beers.

The guy between my legs moved up close and shoved his cock in me and started to fuck me hard.

His eyes locked on mine as he slammed his cock deep in me, I could see on his face the lust and the pleasure he was feeling.

This was such a turn on no one, not even Joe had ever had that look on his face as they made love to me.

His blue eyes looked deeply into mine as he pushed my thighs forward
As he continued to fuck me just as hard as he could.

He didn’t want me as his girlfriend or his wife he just wanted to fuck me, and fuck me hard.

And that’s when I learned something new about myself; I felt the very same way at the moment.

One of the dicks in my hand was now being pushed against my lips so I just opened up and began to suck on it.

I started stroking the other guy’s dick and soon it was being pushed at my lips.

I couldn’t fit both of them in my mouth so I took turns sucking one dick and then the other.

I could see flash bulbs going off and the thought of all these people having pictures of me fucking three guys crossed my mind for a second.

It was a fleeting thought as the man between my legs was getting the best of me.

He rubbed my clit with his thumb while holding one of my legs up in the air and pumped his hard dick in and out.

I started to cum and felt my body start tightening and shaking at the same time, I let out a muffled scream as one of the hardest orgasms I have every had hit me.

The guys above me were getting close, and one of them yelled and shot cum all over my face.

The man fucking me started bucking like a madman and I could feel the heat from his cum as it sprayed out deep inside of me.

The last guy pulled my mouth open with his finger and shot his load mostly down my throat but I didn’t care, I was as sexually high as I’ve ever been.

I shakily got to my feet amid the roars of the crowd.

The director handed us some cash and Joe and I went to his place to get a shower and sleep it off.

The next morning I asked Joe, “Did we really do that?”

“Sure did, and you were great,” He said, “I got off watching you fuck those other guys.”

I figured that it was just a one-time thing. Little did I know it was just the beginning?

Girls do it too

Her name was Summer. And no girl could have ever been named more appropriately, for indeed she was a ray of sunshine. Having just turned 16, the strawberry-blonde was unarguably the hottest piece of ass in town, with a tight little body and taut curves that bumped out in all the right places. Her perky teen breasts were still developing and were by no means 'large,' but they were just ample enough to be a nice-sized handful; and, in complement, her butt was round and firm, yet sufficiently meaty to jut-out provocatively in anything she wore. Her skin was angelically pale and pure-looking, unblemished and softer than a fawn's ear. But Summer was no angel.

Though she was still a virgin, she knew full-well that she was the embodiment of a 'wet dream', and she knew how to work the looks she got from men and boys. She would return their glances with a coy smile, sometimes biting her lower lip, her green eyes flashing with devilish excitement, as she felt the heat rising in her panties. {But she only teased them}. At school, she knew for a FACT that her history teacher, Mr. Webber, couldn't get enough of sneaking peeks at her pantied crotch when she wore her short skirts, and all the boys were absolutely crazy for her. Her cute face and general aura exuded that of a true nymph, and Homer himself could not have written of a more perfect temptation for Pan to lure with his flute.

She always wore clothes that hugged her little body perfectly, and she could look 'drop-dead sexy' in a simple pair of jeans and a tight-fitting T-shirt, with her burgeoning breasts practically screaming to be sucked on and played with. In a bikini or in her underwear, she would have surely made 'any' self-respecting hetero-male ooze with precum at the very sight of her smooth white skin. Her hair was simply: 'otherworldly' in its color; and 'strawberry-blonde' only begins to describe it, with so many different shades coming to mind. Summer's hair leaned more toward the blonde actually, light and airy, and she kept it styled (or rather 'tossled') in a medium shag-cut that added to her 'untamed' and 'hard to put a finger on' quality.

Her raging adolescent hormones had a remarkable grip on her, and the only release she found was through daily masturbation, which she delighted in greatly. Her pussy was a perfect peach, right down to the golden-copper 'fuzz' that had developed all around her pouty little cunt, and Summer was pleased with how her pussy had become thicker over the past couple of years, creating a naughty-looking little fuck box that just begged to be banged from behind -- her favorite position for masturbation, in fact, being on all-fours on her bed, where she could look back over her shoulder and watch her dirty reflection in her dresser mirror.

Her newly discovered sensation of feeling the weight of her budding breast poking-out from beneath her while she masturbated excited her very much, and she would become extremely wet picturing some hot boy sucking on her puffy titties as she pumped her middle finger in and out of her tight virgin hole. She really had all kinds of marvelous fantasies when she masturbated. Sometimes dreaming of the day she would lose her virginity, with a romantic beau treating her ever-so-lovingly. And sometimes just wondering what it would be like to be 'used' and have a hard dirty fuck.

And lately, the idea of the 'hard dirty fuck' had become a recurring theme in Summer's fantasies. She loved the way her middle finger looked going in and out of her protruding pussy from behind, and whenever she glanced at her perfectly round and pink asshole, it made her feel especially dirty and wanton imagining a 'real dick' not only fucking her pussy, but fucking her tiny asshole as well. She had even grown fond of inserting another digit into her little bung while she masturbated, and on occasion would even include an object, like a lipstick or her makeup brush, to poke in her tight butt and watch it pulse in the mirror to the rhythm of her contracting holes.

Summer had learned how to make herself cum when she was 14. The first time actually scaring her a little bit when her sweet girl cum came rushing out into the crack of her ass in a dizzying orgasm, and she panicked momentarily that she had just peed the bed -- but after inspecting the mysterious fluid that had gushed from her flowering young cunt, she knew that this was something completely different and curiously tasted her own jizz for the first time.

From that point on, she made a point of making herself cum 'at least' once a day; and she would almost always finish by sucking the sticky girl juice from her fingers while watching the rest of it ooze from her glistening pink slit. If she woke early enough of the mornings, Summer would often play with herself before heading off to school, starting in the shower and then finishing herself off hurriedly in her bedroom in front of the mirror again; bending at the waist at the foot of her bed with her towel yanked-up over her shiny wet ass to watch. She totally got off on her own reflection and watching the self-pleasure she inflicted upon her incredibly pink twat. After cumming in the palm of her hand, she would usually put her panties on immediately . . . not so much to prevent her pussy from dripping on the carpet . . . but mostly, she just liked the feeling of the steamy wet spunk of her orgasm riding secretly around in the crotch of her panties for half the morning, as it slowly dried to a translucent film.

Somewhere along the way, during one of her after-school sessions, Summer found that she could rehydrate the stiff spot in her panties by licking and sucking on the cotton crotch and reawakening the light musky flavor of her juicy little peach. That had been a delightful discovery, and on those days when Summer was able to frig her little cunny of the morning, the afternoons would invariably find her flat on her back with her knees bent back and her feet dancing in the air, her dirty panties stuffed in her mouth, as she wetly sucked them back to 'jizmy' life and rubbed her little clit to a fiercely wet orgasm.

Though she certainly fantasized about boys and their dicks -- with images of sucking dicks and getting fucked, and being licked in a 69, or jerking dicks to make them spurt, and tasting cum for the first time -- Summer had no urgent 'need' for a boy at the moment, and somehow she just knew that nothing could ever possibly compare to the self-pleasure that her fingers and especially her 'mind' delivered. She fully understood that she was a 'dick tease' and she loved the idea of it. God only knew how many boys {and men alike} jerked their dicks to gooey orgasms with visions of her at night, and Summer liked the idea of THAT too! . . . And just what -- 'WHAT' would any ONE of them do, just to catch a glimpse her masturbating so nastily as she did?!

Summer thought of all these things when she masturbated, and her fantasies were unbridled. She imagined that somewhere in the town there was undoubtedly some boy or another masturbating to HER at the very moment of her naughty session, and she pictured him standing between her legs and shooting his sperm on her pink little pussy as she spread it lewdly open for him. And {God!} how he would shoot if he could only see the lipstick poking-out of her twitching pink anus! . . . Summer moaned and squealed and writhed on her bed; she was a real pro at fucking herself.

She loved discovering kinky new positions for her wild masturbation, and she found that she also enjoyed squatting over her wooden desk chair with her feet flat on the floor, using the back of the chair for support as she finger-fucked her wet hole with a mad frenzy -- literally 'beating' her virgin twat with the force of her pistoning arm and delighting in the slapping wet sounds that it made. She got off on ALL(!) the sounds her sex made, whether growling and humming into her tasty panties or just silently listening to the soft sucking sounds of her wet vagina as her slippery fingers plunged in and out of it. In her nastier moments she even talked dirty to her imaginary lovers:

"Oh yes, FUCK me!" she would demand. "Put that big hard cock in my tight little pussy! You know you want it! Put it in my butt! Cum in me! Cum ON me! Cum in my mouth! Jerk it for me! I wanna' taste your cum! That's it! Suck on those titties! Eat my twat! Tongue that dirty little asshole!" . . . {and so on, and so on} . . .

She would bring herself off immaculately every single time with quivering thighs and girlish whimpers, revelling in the feeling of the flood of her orgasm leaking into her ass or, if she were on all-fours, watching the 'drip, drip, drip' from her knuckle onto the bed. The first time she came on her deskchair, she left an absolute puddle in the hard seat of it and then felt the nasty urge to rub her little boobies in it before lapping up the rest with her tongue. Just knowing how 'raunchy' her little acts must have looked turned Summer on even more. One masturbatory session would be the visual fantasy for the next, and the more intense her fantasies became -- the more intense her masturbation.

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One fantasy that she had NOT been able to simulate in any suitable way, however, was that of having her tender young breasts sucked on and licked; and at 16, Summer seriously began to yearn for that unknown sensation. Her breasts, though lovely and pink and puffing saucily at her aereolas, were simply not big enough for her to get her own mouth around a tit (as doggedly as she may have tried). But who -- 'WHO' would she possibly invite into her most-private sexual world?

She had indeed tried everything under the sun to imitate a sucking mouth on her breasts. She poured water on her tit and fondled it, trapping the water in a ring she made with her fingers around her aereola, and attempted to squeeze and jerk her little tit like a mouth. She tried ice cubes and honey and whipped cream and other things. And she found later that baby oil worked about as well as anything, but it still didn't feel anything like a mouth. She guessed the closest she ever came to feeling anything remotely like it was when she lathered-up her tender breasts in the shower and stroked her swollen nipples, much like stroking a dick . . . {or at least how Summer 'imagined' stroking a dick}. She had even made the mistake of putting the vaccuum cleaner hose to her tit on one ill-conceived occasion.

As well as suddenly longing for her budding breasts to be sucked, now that she had turned Sweet 16, Summer was also thinking more and more about a 'real' dicking . . . and a dirty fuck at that!

-- Oh, the romantic still lingered in her . . . But after hearing random stories at school from her friends about a 'brief' encounter {here} with a handjob, or a 'brief' encounter {there} with some awkward boyish mauling or premature ejaculation -- it dawned on Summer that she was the type of girl who would require a real 'MAN' to satisfy her raging sexual drive! Someone with experience. Someone who she also knew she would surely drive 'wild' with her forbidden young body . . . "and breaking the LAW(!) with fucking SEX!" she thought . . . as she dreamt of having her little pussy driven-home by a big thick cock, with strong confident hands grasping her tiny waist and banging her from behind -- But who?! -- 'WHO' she thought again.

When the image of her Uncle Jake came racing to the front of her mind, she couldn't believe that she was thinking of him! . . . How?! . . . Why?! . . . Why was HIS face the first to pop into her mind?! -- And she tried to dismiss the thought . . .

Oh, he certainly wasn't hard to look at; he was really quite handsome at 32 . . . {and, oh god, twice her age to boot}! . . . but aside from all that, he was her UNCLE(!) for fuck's sake!!! -- The thought of it was unfathomable for Summer at first, and she searched madly for a reason 'why' she would so suddenly think of him to fulfill her dirty fantasies . . . and the more she dwelled on 'why' she had conjured-up her uncle's face, the more her pussy heated-up as she began to indulge in all the naughty reasons why he would be just perfect!

At 32, her blonde-haired, blue-eyed uncle still looked like he could have been in his mid-twenties. Summer had always thought that he was 'cute,' with his dimpled smile and infectious laugh, but until that moment she had never really contemplated just how 'HOT' he actually was! . . . As she pictured him in the Levi's and fitted T-shirts that he often wore, she found herself 'mentally' undressing him, knowing that he was surely rock-hard from working out at the gym. She had seen him without his shirt on before, and she envisioned him that way -- broad-shouldered with a well-defined chest and six-pack abs -- as she went further to imagine him taking off his jeans and revealing his naked ass . . . (which, of course, only led her to the next natural question of what his mysterious dick must look like)!

Again, she was startled by the revelation that she was thinking of her Uncle Jake in such explicitly sexual terms. Never had her fantasies wandered into such uncharted and taboo territory; and while it freaked her out a little bit, the increasing heat and wetness in her panties defied any 'morality' that her better judgement tried to impose on her wandering mind. And soon, she was running the length of her middle finger through her sopping wet slit as she engaged in her first full-blown fantasy of her uncle. She imagined that he would not be wearing any underwear and that his cock would come lumbering heavily out of his button-fly jeans, where she would be waiting for it on her knees, admiring the beauty of it even in it's flaccid state, her mouth watering with the anticipation of taking it in and sucking it to a throbbing wet erection. Tasting his manly cock and knowing that he would TOTALLY get-off on the image of his naughty little neice sucking him off on her knees.

Perhaps she would still be clad in her bra and panties as she knelt before him, or maybe completely naked with her little boobies pointing out like torpedoes and her pink twat dripping down her thighs. But one thing was for sure -- her finger would definitely be buried in her furry little cunt as she bobbed up and down on his veiny rod.

"What would it taste like?!" she wondered. The 'smell' of it, the 'feel' of it . . . the utter 'dirtiness' of having it in her mouth?! -- She imagined her uncle's hands wrapped in her golden hair, guiding her, as she slobbered all over his swollen knob; her hot teenage pussy swelling also with her desire and dripping on the rug. Her own cum was so tasty, she wondered what a man's would be like; and she pictured her handsome Uncle Jake unloading his sperm in her eager young mouth, grunting and filling her to the brink with his spunk, with cum flowing from the corners of her mouth and dripping off her chin as she would try to swallow all of it she could.

She imagined him picking her up in his strong arms and laying her on her bed that smelled of lavender and pulling her little panties down and off her ankles. She imagined him removing her bra and tossing it aside, exposing her ivory white breasts and her seething pink titties, kissing his way around her tiny nipples and sucking on her puffy aereolas until they would become swollen and raw. She imagined him hovering over her and situating his naked body between her legs as she spread them wide, grabbing the back of her knees and lifting her buttocks and glistening wet mound toward his shiny erection.

Would his dick be too BIG for her?! -- {heaven forbid}! . . . But surely it would be nice and thick and would feel just wonderful going in and out of her slimy pussy . . . And then her conscience flashed again -- "This was her fucking 'UNCLE!'"

Her Uncle Jake. The youngest of his siblings. College-educated. Self-confident. Good-looking. And full of wit and laughter that lit-up the room. The life of the party; he had always been full of life. And to think: not 'too many' years ago he had been pushing her on her swing she thought. Oh, she knew she was 'his favorite', but how could she DO it?! . . . Even if she could be magically placed in the right circumstances for it to all flow naturally, what would the repercussions be?

If he were only married(!) Summer thought, she wouldn't have to contemplate any of these things; for if there was any fibre to her teenage moral code, it was that cheating of any kind was out of the question. But her uncle was still mysteriously single. {Or maybe NOT so mysteriously} -- for he certainly had no shortage of girlfriends. Summer had witnessed a steady stream of them through his college years and beyond, and Summer got the distinct impression that he liked playing the field. Of course, this revelation only solidified in her mind that he was surely an expert lover, and she felt herself sliding-back into her growing desire to experience that as well.

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So, at the fresh age of 16, Summer began 'testing the sexual waters' with her uncle -- the forbidden and dangerous waters of incest, that brought her riding on a tidal wave of sexual curiosity that she would ride-out to the bitter end, and that was unparalleled by any of the dirtiest fantasies she had ever dreamt up.

Her little pussy stayed in a constant state of agitation, to the extent that her panties were sopping wet all day long, absolutely 'glued' to her pouting young twat; and in the afternoons, before she peeled them wetly from the clutches of her steamy crotch, she would admire the rudely bulging camel toe that her panties created, often pulling the fabric into her pink narrow slit and observing how the dew of her excitement seemed to 'halo' her furry little snatch with the color of a shiny new penny.

And for some reason, Summer could not let go of the idea of someday presenting that golden treasure to her unsuspecting uncle, who would be the first man to ever see her virgin teen body in all its naked splendor. {She wondered indeed how he would react}! -- And she even feared that he might actually be 'angered' by the whole perverted idea of it all, especially coming from his 'not-so-innocent' little neice -- and perish the thought that he should go running to her mother with news that her daughter was a sexual miscreant, a nympho, a trashy little teenage whore who's taboo fantasies had led her to try to seduce him.

She became a prisoner to her mind, and her pussy was her cellmate, constantly nagging at her that 'escape' WAS possible if she would only just 'break free' and DO IT! -- But clearly she would not be able to throw it at him all at once. She needed to test the waters first. And that's exactly what she did.

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Her Uncle Jake actually had a very close relationship with his older sister. They were friends. And with the convenience of living in the same town and being a bachelor, he stopped-by for dinner quite often. Summer's parents had divorced a few years ago; so it was just her, her mother, and her little sister Miranda . . . {and, who knows?} . . . maybe if there had been a man in the house: a 'father', Summer may not have spiralled into such rotten depravity.

But nevertheless, the Wheel of Fate had spun, and it landed precariously somewhere between her and her uncle, between 'knowing how wrong it all was' and 'knowing how RIGHT it would be' to satisfy -- at last -- all of her debauched fantasies. And so began her naive plot to seduce him.

She would anticipate his arrival for dinner throughout the week, and on those days that she knew he was coming she would dress as provocatively as possible without raising a 'red flag' with her mother. A mini-skirt was her weapon of choice . . . not one that hugged her so tightly that it didn't move . . . but one that was still flowing at the hem, as to give her every opportunity to 'flash' her panties whenever she 'carelessly' flopped in a chair across from her uncle. She also got in the habit of dropping things around him, so she would have to bend at the waist to pick them up, her skirt rising tauntingly toward her bubble butt and giving him a full view of the backs of her legs. And whenever her uncle was at the kitchen table, she seemed to always have a mission to search for something high in the cabinets, that invariably called for the use of a chair.

Summer had practiced all of these maneuvers in front of her mirror, finding the best ways to expose herself without looking purposeful; and those practice sessions always led to more masturbation, as she then knew that her Uncle Jake couldn't help but be glimpsing her sweet virgin ass and her panty-covered pussy. She tried on ALL her panties to see which looked best after a day of soaking in them; but after 'truly' noticing how 'raw' of a sight her steamy red pussy was, protruding through the wet fabric like two round knuckles, she did not venture to wear them like that in front of her uncle right away. And, besides, the fresh panties she would put on before his arrival would 'always' develop a wet spot during his visit.

One liberty she DID take, however, was that of not wearing a bra around the house. Her mother was prone to do the same, and she had bigger tits than Summer -- {though certainly not monsters, at a firm C} -- and it just wasn't a big deal in the privacy of their own home with nothing but women . . . But again, Summer chose her weapon with the scrutiny of a Samuri and found that her favorite was a pale yellow tank top of ribbed cotton that not only exposed the smoothness of her lightly freckled shoulders, but also hugged her breasts in the most perfect way. She would have worn it 'every' time her uncle came to dinner if she could. And her young breasts DID look tantalizing in that top(!) -- round and firm, with only a 'hint' at the size of her puffing aereolas; and her nipples would indeed get hard, but the ribbed fabric was just thick enough that though she was noticeably hard, she did not look as trampish as she certainly felt.

It was also at that time that she began requesting 'good-bye' hugs from her uncle again. She had fallen out of that ritual with the self-absorption of her dawning teen years, and regretted that she had done so. The first time she asked her Uncle Jake for a hug was a bit awkward. He just laughed and opened his arms kind of robotically and said, "Well sure, honey" -- laughing his infectious laugh, with his dimpled smile, his eyes twinkling with the blue-eyed affection Summer then remembered adoring as a little girl -- and asking, "What's gotten into you?"

Oh, how she wished she could have been one of his many flings at that very moment and been able to answer him in a million different ways. But Summer had no rehearsal for his question, and caught off guard, she simply answered, "I just miss getting hugs from you."

But that was all the ice-breaker she needed. After that, the hugs became a ritual again. And within a week Summer was greeting him at the door with a hugs. Just feeling his strong arms wrapped around her small waist, with her tender breasts pressed against his firm body made her pussy melt. Later, she would masturbate herself to sleep with the vision of that embrace, only naked, with her uncle's hands drifting to her bare ass, and her, kissing his nipples and leaning in to feel his hard cock pressed against her smooth stomach, or reaching between them to take it in her hand and stroke it 'till it oozed with pre-cum, leaving a gooey trail around her belly button before she bent down to take it in her mouth.

It wasn't long before Summer actually found herself having to go to the bathroom while her uncle was over for dinner to frig her little clit furiously over the toilet until she could climax and re-enter the room more relaxed. This never took her very long, just 'knowing' that her uncle was in the house at those moments. All that separated them was a door, and if only he knew(!) how she was squatting over the toilet like she did with the chair in her room, her pussy as red as a sunset and throbbing with desire, as she fingered herself at a rabbit's pace until her cum dripped in the water, what would he DO?!

What would he do, to see her with her flowered panties twisted around one ankle where she had pulled them down to straddle the toilet? What would he do, to see her in that kinky position, with all the dirtiness that the image of a bathroom conjures up? -- She was NOT in the privacy of her own room and it was NOT some solitary hour. She was half-naked in the bathroom, with her mini-skirt hiked-up over her white ass, finger-fucking her hot little hole with urgent necessity, while the blonde-haired, blue-eyed object of her fantasies sat in the very next room!

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As fate would have it, there came a night of serendipitous miscommunication.

Summer's mom had signed-up to be a chaperone at one of Miranda's middle school dances and they were both gone for the evening, but she had failed to tell her brother that dinner was a 'no-go'. Summer herself was none the wiser, assuming that all lines of communication were open, and was looking forward to a Friday night alone, where she naturally planned to masturbate and think about more ways to seduce her uncle.

She was well-into her wet masturbation when her uncle pulled into the driveway. But she did not hear him. Rather, she was in the throws of ecstasy. She knew that she had a good 'three-hour window' to do whatever she pleased; so she had already taken an erotic shower, using the showerhead to stimulate her little clit with its forceful torrent of water and once again soaping-up her breasts to 'jerk them off'. When she emerged from the shower, she walked naked to her bedroom, enjoying the freedom of a house to herself, and even left the door to her room ajar, knowing that no one would be stumbling-in on her -- but the 'idea' of it was what really turned her on, and was why she left it partially open.

When her uncle came through the front door . . . {which had honestly been left unlocked through oversight} . . . Summer had already been lost in her fantasy world for some time, with her ass jacked-up in the air in her favorite doggie position, pointing her wet heiney at the mirror, as she rubbed and fingered her juicy cunt with a slow but steady rhythm. On one elbow, she held in her other hand the pink panties that she had worn that day, as she simply licked at the crotch of them with the tip of her pointed tongue, tasting at intervals her sticky cum from earlier that morning. And wouldn't you know that this was one of those occasions, too, that her lipstick was planted securely in her pink little asshole.

When he walked inside, her uncle 'thought' that he heard talking coming from another part of the house, so he naturally followed where his ears led him -- and he immediately got the shock of his life! He could hear in fact that it was Summer by herself, and she was obviously masturbating, and what shocked him most was that she was calling his name(!) between licks of her panties:

"Oh YES, Uncle Jake . . . mmmph, mmmmm . . . . FUCK ME in my tight little pussy . . . yes(!) . . . oH . . . mmmmm . . . STICK that cock in me . . . mmm-MMmmmm . . ."

He couldn't believe his ears.

". . . Fuck me, Uncle Jake . . . mmm hmmmm . . . that's right . . . put it in there . . . you know you want it."

Jake was absolutely paralyzed for a moment. He felt the immediate urge to turn around and get the hell out of there, but more urgently he thought that his legs might very well go out from under him. He felt his face flushing with embarrassment. Embarrassment for both of them. What a moment to catch ANY teenage girl in, much less his own NEICE! -- It was as though his heart had stopped. And then he saw the stream of light that led to the cracked door to her bedroom.

"Mmmmm . . . suck my titties, Uncle Jake . . . yeesss . . . mmmmm . . . mmmmmmm . . . SUCK 'em . . ."

And at that moment, Jack felt a stirring between his legs; his mind went straight to his penis, and it actually felt like pre-cum was dribbling from his pee hole. He felt an icy sweat break out all over his body, and he knew he had to venture a 'peek'. How 'DIRTY(!)' he thought -- How utterly dirty! To spy on his little neice in her most private moment. But he couldn't help himself; and the more he thought about what a rare opportunity he had before him, the more he felt a surge of nervous excitement overtaking him. And finally, he concluded that there would be no harm done in the end with one little voyeuristic escapade that he would no doubt carry secretly to his grave. And so he approached her door.

If he thought he had had a shock a moment ago, when he got to her bedroom door and peeked through the four-inch gap, he was completely unprepared for the view he got from the reflection in her mirror. At first, he just got the general impression of her naked teen body and glowing flesh, as his overwhelming nervousness had him operating in a dreamlike state -- but then he SAW! He saw her pale white ass, jacked-up in the air, round and smooth and taut from the nasty position she was in, with her middle finger buried up past the second joint; her pink slit as wet as any pussy he had ever seen with the copper-colored peach fuzz that surrounded it, and her plump pussy lips looking like a little red valentine between her legs. Not only that -- but she had a LIPSTICK poking out of her butthole!!!

Her chest was pressed to the mattress, and he could only see the sides of her pale young breasts, but what really 'got' him was the curvature of her back and her small girlish waist, the immaculate whiteness of her smooth skin, with her knees spread wide on the bed and her delicious teen ass as high in the air as she could get it.

"Oh, god, YES!" Summer continued to moan . . . "I LOVE your big cock, Uncle Jake . . . oH . . . OH-H! . . . I want to SUCK IT again . . . mmmmMM . . . make me CUUUMM, Uncle Jake . . . oH-ooooh . . . I want to suck you OFF!"

At this point, Jake was turned-on more severely than he had ever been in his entire life, as he stood there wide-eyed and unblinking. It just seemed too unreal. His dick was now straining in his pants with an enormous hard-on, and he reached down and clutched it through his jeans like a little boy trying to keep himself from peeing. As he gave it a hard squeeze, he felt it throb in his hand; and the next thing he knew he was slowly unbuttoning his fly to take hold of his dick in his underwear. He felt like he was going to cum, just doing that, with the sheer perversion of the idea that he was about to masturbate while watching his teenage neice do the same; and indeed he could feel that he had already left a gooey spot of precum in the front of his jockies.

" . . . mmmmm, Uncle Jake . . . I love the taste of your dick . . . mmmph . . . fuck my mouth with it . . . YES! . . . CUM in your horny little neice's mouth . . . mmmmmm . . . CUM on my titties . . . DO IT . . . oh, yesss . . . CUM all O-VER me . . ."

Jake stared at his neice on the bed. She was now pumping two fingers in and out of her virgin pussy. On the 'out' stroke, her fingers would part, spreading her pink gash wider apart and exposing her white hot clit that shined between them; and then, as she plunged her fingers back into her hole, Jake could hear the squishing sound of her flooded trench. She was rocking on her haunches now and both of her tiny hands were working her smoldering cunt and asshole. Every minute or so the lipstick phallus would begin to squeeze out of Summer's ass, and with one finger she would push it slowly back in. She was spread wide-open and oblivious to her uncle in the hallway.

For his part, Jake was now jerking his hard cock with a fury, trying to be as silent as possible, though his groans were catching in his throat, and he was panting with a muffled grunting, a 'pitter-patter' of movement flapping against his open pants. Summer's own moans were loud enough that she probably wouldn't have heard him, even if he wasn't repressing his urge to groan loudly, but it still kept him on edge. His massive boner became increasingly lubricated with his steady flow of precum, and before long it was audibly 'smacking' in his pumping fist; the flaring head of his cock knob purple with lust.

"OHHH-hh! . . . Uncle JAKE! . . . EAT ME OU-OoT! . . . errrnggh . . . oHH! . . . EAT that pussy! . . . oh SHIT, you feel so fucking good."

And then suddenly, Summer's whole body seized up. With a violent shudder in her thighs, and a jerking, bucking, convulsing motion of her lower back, Summer came on her fingers. The lipstick tube was forced from her ass and fell to the bed. Jake could clearly see the river of cunt juice flowing out, over, and between her stilled fingers; and her pink little asshole was even wet, as it clenched and unclenched with her tremendous orgasm.

"Oh. My. GO-DDD(!) -- Uncle JA-AAKE!" Summer yelled, as her climax overtook her. And that's when Jake let go. With clenched teeth, his orgasm came roping-forth in impressive jets of cum. Shooting hard, his sperm came arching out in one spurt after another, travelling at least three feet before hitting the floor, the door facing, and some of it even shot into Summer's room! Cum flowed over the fingers on his hand. It fell in globs on the inside of his jeans and underwear. He couldn't help but go, "ERRR-rrrngh!" And amazingly, Summer 'still' did not hear him.

When it was all said and done, his steamy spunk lay all over the hallway, dripping on the baseboards and spattering the floor like mercury. There was even some clinging to Summer's doorknob. As soon as it was over, Jake put his throbbing member back in his pants and quietly buttoned-up his fly. As he did so, he saw that his neice was still coming-down from her orgasm. Her fingers were out of her pussy and she was massaging the swollen red lips with her glistening fluid. With a final glance of her nasty nubile body, Jake slowly retreated down the hallway and left.

For days afterwards, the image of that night swirled in his head and tormented his dreams. He declined his sister's invitations to dinner and wondered nervously if anyone had detected the evidence of the most incredible orgasm he had ever had.