Spring Break
written by:
Anonymous

I was a happy go-lucky blond who seemed to always end up on the positive side of life until recently. I attended college for the simple goal of making it into med school. I was moving along nicely devoted to the cause of graduation until I met my now ex-boyfriend, Mark.

Mark and I hit it off well. We met in a bar along campus dancing into the wee hours of the night. He was good-looking and rather well built. That night I did something I couldn't imagine ever doing, going home and having sex with a guy I didn't know. I'm not sure if it was the thrill of dancing, the wine, or both that made this happen, but I just got lost in the moment. Mark wasn't my first sexual partner, but he definitely showed me that sex could be fun.

He was extremely well built in all phases of the game. My guess was somewhere around 8 inches easily although he often bragged about breaking the 10-inch barrier. I must have cum 4 or 5 times throughout our 4-hour adventure. Guys I slept with in high school were always so quick to cum and leave. Mark was patient, loved oral sex (both giving and receiving), and had great stamina. I'm not sure if it was Mark or the sex I liked most, but I became attached after one evening.

As our relationship grew, I could sense a little boredom in Mark. At times he would mention fantasies that bordered on perverted to me such as sex with multiple partners or even me having sex with other women. He even tried to get me to sleep with a black friend of his while he watched. I wasn't interested in that type of relationship. I know it frustrated him, but I just wasn't able to drop my morals enough to play along.

After about 11 months of dating, I noticed a pattern change. It started when our routine Wednesday and Friday night sex became just Friday night. Mark always seemed to have other plans on Wednesday. At first I thought it was just pressure from schoolwork, but a girlfriend called to let me know he had been out at the bars. I was busy enough not to find the time away a problem until Friday nights became a thing of the past. Now, my jealousy radar went off.

It was obvious that someone else had entered the picture. If Mark was one thing, he was a very horny male. We would have had sex more than twice a week if I let him. There was no way he could have made it 7 days without me. There had to be someone else. I couldn't help but be angry.

When Mark finally did call, I was heart broken. I begged him not to leave me. I don't know if it was the sex or Mark, but I felt a void developing. I kept asking him why. He kept saying that our relationship was quaint. He wanted something more adventurous. I could read between the lines enough to hear him saying our sex life was boring. It was an impasse I couldn't overcome. The things he was asking me to do just didn't seem right. He ended the call not wanting to hear my sobs.

It took me several long months to regroup. My ambition had been drained. The very reason I shied away from relationships was running into this problem. I avoided everything except schoolwork. I kept myself focused enough to not allow my grades to slip.

On the weekends though, I would seclude myself away from friends and family. It felt easier to be alone right now than to risk starting another relationship. I questioned everything I did. I wanted Mark back in a bad way but couldn't seem to overcome my moral pressures. I would lay in bed trying to fantasize about the things Mark wanted us to do. I just couldn't finish. I would give up even more frustrated.

When March approached, I knew I needed a break. Several friends had convinced me a trip to California would be a good diversion. As the trip neared, Sandy and Amy, two of who I thought were my friends, came to talk.

"We have a little problem." Said Sandy.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, we've been asked to go with a large group to Florida the same week we were supposed to go California."

"So, we already made flight reservations. It's too late to change now." I said a little defensive.

"That's just it. Our tickets are refundable. I know this is bad, but it's going to be a lot less expensive to go to Florida for spring break than it is California."

"Then let's go to Florida."

Sandy and Amy exchanged looks that said this wasn't going to be easy.

Amy then spoke up. "That's where the problem comes in. Mark's in the group of guys going down."

I just sat stunned. It was one thing to get jilted by Mark, but now he was stealing my friends.

"Fine. Go. I'll be ok." I said with anger and tears welling up inside me.

"Look, this isn't how we dreamed our vacation would end up. But we don't have the same amount of money as you." Sandy said.

"Stop." I interrupted. "Don't make excuses. Just go. I'll be fine."

Sandy and Amy left almost relieved to be off the hook.

I sat there staring into the wall for at least an hour. I came to the conclusion that I was heading to California alone. I could use the time away from everyone. It would be great to not have any worries. Just me.

The flight was long. I felt bad not really talking to anyone other than a smile or quick hello. This trip was about me. I arrived at the hotel around 7:00 Saturday evening. I was staying near Beverly Hills so I could minimize the disturbances and maximize my quiet time. I moved down to the restaurant and sat alone eating and sipping wine. It felt great to be alone. I had some apprehension when I first arrived, but the wine seemed to calm any fears.

"Excuse me miss." Said the waiter.

"Yes?"

"I have a drink from the gentleman over at that table." He pointed to an attractive man probably in his late 30's.

"Ummm, thanks."

The man came over to my table as I was sipping my wine.

"Hello, my name's John. Can I join you?"

"I appreciate the gesture, but I do want to be alone." I was very direct almost too direct. "Sorry. Bad breakup. Thanks for the drink."

John looked dejected, but didn't persist.

I went up to my room and fell on the bed. I was exhausted from all of the travel. I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. I was pretty drunk from all of the wine. The room was spinning. I was thinking about John trying to pick me up. It felt good to know that I turned men on. Matter of fact, I was turned on knowing that someone might be attracted to me. I sat up pulling my dress over my head tossing it to the floor. I pulled my bra and panties off now sitting naked on the bed.

I'm not really in to masturbation, but tonight seemed special. I was alone with nobody to bother me. I sat back against the pillows and softly caressed my nipples. The room's cool air felt good against my now wet pussy. I could feel the moisture building as I was anticipating touching myself. I felt very erotic.

As I continued caressing my nipples, I moved my other hand down and tickled the edge of my hairline. It felt great. I could feel the juices dripping from my pussy.

I slowed my pace pausing to think about Mark. I was so angry with him. I wanted to get even. I wanted him to feel the hurt that I've had for the last few months.

I broke my trance. I needed something else. A thought came to me. I leaned over and clicked the remote. I selected the on-demand movies in my room. I was hoping they had adult movies. I've seen only one in my life, and found it boring and perverted. But tonight I felt like being dirty.

I selected a movie not really knowing what to look for. As the movie plotted along, I leaned back and started my caressing again. A woman in the movie wasted little time undressing. A stud walked out from another room, dropped his shorts, exposed his 10-inch cock, and started screwing the woman. Her moans were turning me on. I hated movies like this finding them degrading to women, but tonight I found it comforting.

I closed my eyes imagining that I was the woman in the movie. My subconscious started teasing me. "You're a whore." I moaned out with this thought.

"Let that big 10-inch cock fuck you." I moaned again.

"Let it shoot a big wad of cum deep into your pussy." My clit was swelling from all of the mental stimulation. I needed to cum. I spread my legs and eased two fingers into my pussy moving my other hand down to rub my clit.

The woman on TV was screaming for her partner to fuck her harder. She started screaming that she was about ready to cum. I couldn't hold out any longer. As she started moaning, I arched back cumming hard. I rubbed vigorously at my clit erupting a second time. I was panting, out of breath from these two enormous orgasms.

"Wow." I said out loud talking to nobody. My breathing was slowing. "I can't believe I did that." I felt a little embarrassed at my thoughts. I couldn't believe I called myself a whore or wanted a 10-inch cock in me. I laughed.

As I came down off my high, I reached over and turned the TV off. I needed rest.

I awoke around 10:00AM the next morning feeling relieved and rested. I still felt a little embarrassed at what had happened last night. I enjoyed myself a little too much. I couldn't believe how strong I came.

I leaned over and turned the TV on hoping to catch up on some news. The porn movie came on again where it had left off last night. I sat mesmerized watching this woman scream to be fucked. I could feel my pussy getting wet. Just as she was getting ready to cum, her stud pulled out and bent her over the couch easing back into her pussy. He quickly started pumping her again. As she sat moaning for him to fuck her, a second guy came in walking up to her mouth. I sat there watching these three studying their actions.

My mental stimulation started up again. "That could be you." My face flushed with excitement.

"You could be fucking two guys at once. I bet that cock would taste good in my mouth." I thought. I couldn't believe how into this porn movie I was. My pussy was on fire.

I reached down and plunged my fingers deep into my pussy. I was finger fucking myself in rhythm with the threesome on TV. I moved my free hand up to my mouth and started sucking my fingers.

My pretending had taken a new turn. I was now trying to fantasize what was on the screen. God, it felt great. I could see why that woman was so turned on. Sucking one man's cock while getting fucked by another would have disgusted me several days ago. Now it was turning me on. I arched back cumming for the third time in less than 12 hours.

Whatever frustration I had from traveling alone had faded. I seemed to find some new fun. I hated to admit that Mark was right about trying something like this. I sat back relaxing intrigued what was happening on the screen. This woman's sexual hunger amazed me. The man that was behind her was talking dirty asking if she liked his big cock. She just slurped harder on the cock in her mouth.

She slowed her motions as both men eased away from her. The man behind her lay back on the couch. His cock was huge. She slid over top of him and eased down taking all 10 inches into her pussy. The second man climbed in behind her pressing his cock against her. He leaned in and asked if she could handle both large cocks. She nodded yes moaning out for them to fuck her.

I was starting to get wet again in anticipation of watching a woman fuck two men. I couldn't believe how turned on I was. I reached over and put the movie on pause. What was I thinking of doing? I needed to take a break. I just couldn't go through with simulating this action. I turned the TV off and headed for a quick shower.

It was noontime. I headed down to the pool hoping to catch some decent rays. I sat dozing. It felt great not having anyone to please but myself. This thought brought me back to my movie. I wonder what it would feel like if I finger both of my holes. I had considered my backside a no touch zone, but for some reason the thought of fingering it was making my pussy wet.

I had to stop thinking about sex. I stood up and walked over to the pool. The cool water would temper me a little. It did the trick.

As I sat drying off, a waiter came over with a glass of red wine.

"From an admiring gentleman."

He sat the wine down and walked away. I looked around trying to find out who my admirer was. Underneath the wine glass was a business card. I picked it up finding John's name on it along with his business and phone number. I was about to rip it up, but thought better of it. Who knows? I might get the nerve up to ask him back to my room.

I drank my wine relaxing and daydreaming about what I might be doing tonight. I was starting to get turned on. I knew I would probably relent and do something I wouldn't have guessed possible from my shy personality, but I seemed to have been growing up over the last couple of days.

I was mesmerized by that movie. I couldn't believe the effect it had on me. Mark had said that threesomes were fun. I thought he was lying. I thought it was just a ploy to get me doing something that he enjoyed.

I bet it would just destroy him if I did that and he wasn't involved. I laughed to myself. I could have a threesome in my room. He wouldn't believe it. I would gain the upper hand though. I would torment him about it. I would be forbidden fruit.

I decided to avoid any contact with John and ordered in. When room service came, I teased the waiter leaving my robe hang open. I pretended not to notice his stares as I rummaged through my purse to get his tip. It didn't take much to get a full glimpse of my breasts and pussy.

I handed him a tip and ushered him out of the room. I didn't want to give him the wrong opinion. I also wanted to get back out of my robe.

The food came and went, and the wine tasted great. It was different eating in the nude, but it seemed to fit my expanding sexuality. I was getting drunk. I figured I needed this if I was going to turn the TV back on. I kept asking myself if this adventure I was experiencing was normal. My drunken morals didn't seem to care.

"Is this healthy?" I asked myself out loud. I seemed to be talking to myself a lot over the last 24 hours. I decided to move forward.

I lay back on the bed and reached for the remote. I clicked it on finding the movie just where I left it. Frozen in time on my TV was the picture of a woman looking down at a man fucking her while the camera was closing in on another man easing into her backside.

I clicked go again and the moaning rang out from the TV. I paused the movie nervous about starting my adventure. I stared into the woman's eyes. She looked so satisfied. I struggled understanding how. I hated porn movies. This one, though, was exciting me beyond all comprehension. I used to think they were demoralizing to women, but this woman seemed to be enjoying herself. My pussy was aching for attention. My lust overcame my morals.

I took a deep breath and hit go again. I was enjoying the woman's moans. She was screaming for both men to fuck her. She seemed to reach a rhythm slamming her pussy down on the one man's cock and pushing backward allowing the other man to penetrate her backside.

I eased my fingers down to my pussy cramming in two fingers. I was stunned at how quickly I came. I arched up moaning out loud for the first time in my life. I was normally quiet when I came, but it seemed more natural to scream out.

"Ohhh, yes. Oh, God, yes. Oh this feels so good." I screamed squeezing my breasts hard. My orgasm didn't seem to be fading. My own body seemed to be teasing me. My subconscious wanted more. I couldn't resist.

I switched hands cramming my left hand into my pussy. My right hand was well lubricated and headed for my backside. I glanced up at the screen. The woman was now in her glory. She was screaming for both men to fuck her faster while squeezing her breasts. This never-ending orgasm was waiting for more.

I reached back and began circling my rose bud. My nervousness was skyrocketing. I rolled over and got up on all fours facing the TV. My left hand continued pounding my pussy. I was surprised at how sensitive the edge of my ass was. I had expected little or no feeling, but the tingling was tempting me to do more. I finally eased a finger into my backside.

It burned at first, but slowly subsided. I watched intently what was happening on the screen. I matched the rhythm with the woman in the movie. I would push my pussy hard into my left hand causing mini-orgasms to ripple through my body. As I eased my pussy off my finger, I would cram my right finger deep into my ass. I was stunned at the feelings I was experiencing. I often thought an act like this was perverted and a waste of time, but I was finding out that my orgasms could reached a whole new level.

I was pulsating faster and faster starting to let some moans and screams go.

"Oh, god, right there." I was finding the right spot much as my TV friend was.

"Ohhhh, yes. Faster. Faster." I screamed. My hands were pounding in and out. I couldn't believe how great this felt. Just when I thought my orgasm was going to fade, I larger more fulfilling shot echoed through my body.

"Ahhhhh." I screamed out. I'm sure if anyone had been walking by they would surely hear me. I didn't care. My legs were shaking. My body was quivering. I fell to the sheets exhausted.

I eased my fingers from my body. It took all of my remaining energy to get to the bathroom and clean up.

I collapsed on the bed pulling the sheets over me. I sat watching the credits roll by on the screen when something caught my eye. A company called Sunshine Enterprises produced the movie. I had seen that name before. I was trying to figure out where.

"I must have caught that when Mark had made me watch the other porn movie. But I didn't remember sticking around long enough to see the ending." I was theorizing out loud.

I sat up on the edge of the bed and rewound the movie back to the credits. My scientific nature wouldn't allow this to just pass.

"Sunshine Enterprises. Where have I seen that?" I asked myself again.

I just sat there staring at the screen trying to figure this mystery out.

Then it dawned on me. I glanced over at John's card. His company was Sunshine Enterprises. I couldn't believe it. John produced porn movies. A guy trying to pick me up makes adult movies.

I don't know why, but I felt dirty. I sat there for a few minutes just staring back and forth between the card and the movie when something crossed my mind.

"I'm alone and fairly attractive. What if John was looking for someone to be in one of his movies?" I said talking to myself.

I found this disgusting. "I'm not a whore. How could he think I would be interested in something like that?"

The problem was I kept rolling the thought through my mind. "What am I thinking? I couldn't do that." I said talking out loud again. "I'm morally against it."

I was trying to convince myself to stop thinking about being in any movie, but my sexual appetite kept getting in the way. I hated adult movies two days ago, but now I seemed to get aroused willing to role-play with the events on the screen.

I was curious. I could go through with it. I proved here a few minutes ago I could handle two cocks at the same time. How bad could it be? It would be an opportunity to have sex without any strings attached.

"But what would my friends think if they found out? What friends?" I asked myself. I seemed to be having a great conversation with myself.

"My so-called friends are the reason I'm here by myself. Nobody would know. I could be the star of my own porn movie and nobody would know."

It was a dirty, morally unacceptable secret, but one that was gaining momentum every second.

"Besides, I could hope that Mark would see it and maybe get a taste of what he's missing."

This thought just hung out there. I asked myself if getting even with Mark would make me feel any better. Would he even think twice about it? He had to have felt something over the last 12 months. I'm sure if I went through with this he would be hurt not to mention jealous. This is the same way I felt. It would feel good to get even.

I looked over at the clock. It was only 10:00PM. I dressed quickly and headed down to the bar. Maybe John would be there. I could find out what his intentions were without letting him know my plans.

I sat at the bar for about an hour. No luck. He must have been out. I felt like my plan to hurt Mark just crashed and burned. As I got up to leave, I turned bumping into the man I was looking for. My heart was racing in anticipation.

"Hello, there." John said.

"Hi." I said blushing almost afraid he knew what I was up to.

"Care for a drink?"

"Ok, but one request. It's just a drink and conversation. Nothing else."

"Deal."

We sat there talking for almost an hour. I was surprised at how nice he was. I still couldn't believe he produced adult movies.

"One more drink?"

"No, I really have had enough. The conversation has been great though. Thank you. It's just what the doctor ordered." I said standing to leave. I was beginning to think that John was only interested in a one-night stand. My other plan seemed to be losing momentum.

John threw some money on the bar and walked out with me.

"Remember our deal." I said afraid he was trying to come back to my room.

"Trust me. Nothing planned. I just wanted to be certain you made it home."

We rode the elevator up to the sixth floor quietly. I was feeling a little dejected. I couldn't believe my moral state. Here I was feeling dejected about not getting invited to be in a porn movie. The moral side of my brain was thankful. My awakening sexual desires were frustrated.

The doors opened. I smiled back as John held the door open.

"One thing before you go." He said standing in the elevator.

My heart started racing thinking this was the moment.

"I'm reaching a little here. But I produce movies for a living."

"Oh, really." I said sounding very skeptical. "Let me guess. You think I'm the most beautiful girl in the world. If I have sex with you, you could get me a part in an upcoming feature presentation."

"Not quite." He said smiling at my forwardness. "But, the thought does sound intriguing. No, my movies are a little less on the acting and more on the action side. The adult action side." He left those words hanging in the air.

Bingo, I thought. If I wanted to go through with my plans, I could just jump now. "I..." I stuttered for a second. "I don't think so." I said pretending to sound stunned he asked.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't even going to ask. You are beautiful. I just..." He stopped. "Sorry. If you change your mind, you have my business card." He stepped back allowing the elevator door to close abruptly ending the conversation.

I headed back to my room. I undressed and lay naked on my bed caressing my nipples. I couldn't believe it. Me. Starring in a porn movie. I still don't think I have the nerve. My guess is I would chicken out before the time came to actually do it.

But why? How is starring in a movie any different than a one night stand? If I were to bring John back to my room, we would surely have had a very interesting night. The only difference would be that nobody would know. I lay back rolling the thought through my mind. I eased my finger down to my clit. I was completely aroused at the thought of going through with this. I masturbated building my orgasm up.

I closed my eyes and fantasized about being the woman in the movie. I moved my free hand back to my rear. I was surprised at how quickly I headed back to the thought of a threesome. My two hands were pounding hard in both ends. I couldn't hold out any longer.

"Fuck me. Oh, yes. Fuck me harder. Ohhhh. Ohhhhh."

My mental side kicked in again. "Go through with it. You're alone this week. Live like a whore for a couple of days. Nobody will know. You know you would enjoy being slutty for a change. Be different." I couldn't hold out any longer.

"Ahhhh." I arched back erupting again in one of the best orgasms I had ever had.

As I came down off my high, I convinced myself to move forward. I would call Sunshine Enterprises tomorrow. The problem was this wasn't going to be an easy follow through.

I awoke the next morning tired but energized. I was restless throughout the night tossing and turning. My morals hadn't given up.

I kept asking myself what people would think if they found out. My parents would be horrified. My family would probably disown me. My friends could probably look beyond it, but the guys would want a re-enactment.

But my new sexual hunger would always counter. But nobody will find out. Most of my friends don't watch those kinds of movies. Besides, what are the odds it will even make it back home?

I headed to the shower continuing my moral debate. I finished getting ready and moved over by the phone where John's card was. I picked up the receiver and started to dial. I hung up. I wasn't ready. This game played out through several more hang-ups with the last one making it all the way to a ringing tone on the other end.

I sat frustrated. A drink sounded great right now, but it was only 9:00AM. I let out a long sigh and reached out picking up the receiver again. I dialed the number. My heart was racing. This time I just gave in.

"Sunshine Enterprises." Came the voice on the other end. "Hello?"

"Uhm, yes. Can I speak with John please?"

"May I ask who's calling?"

"Yes, my name is Jen. We met last night at dinner."

"One moment, please."

Music played in the background. I thought about hanging up. The problem was I had already given my name. He would know I was toying with his offer.

"Hello, Jen?" Came a familiar voice on the other end.

"Yes, how are you?" I asked.

"Fine. I'm surprised to hear from you. Mulling my offer over?"

"Maybe." I was sunned at my forwardness.

"Great. How do we get you to a yes?"

"Well, I have to admit being nervous and scared."

"Probably tons of questions, too." He was good. His voice seemed so reassuring. Tempting. "I tell you what. We have several shoots going on today. Why not stop by and watch. If you're interested, you can make the next move."

"Ok. Just to come watch."

"Great. My driver will be there in about an hour."

We hung up the phone. I moved over to my mirror looking at myself. I was nervous but excited. I had to keep my composure. I didn't want to come across as desperate nor did I want to appear slutty.

The hour wait was unbearable. I tormented myself to call back and decline. Just as I was nearing the phone, I would give in. It's just to go watch. You can stop any time. Before I knew it, my phone rang. The driver was at the front of the hotel waiting for me.

The ride to the studio went way too quickly. I was hoping for an hour ride through LA. Unfortunately, we were there in about 10 minutes.

The driver dropped me off and ushered me through the front offices. We stopped outside John's office area where I sat waiting to be picked up.

The problem with downtime is that you start to think. I wanted to run. My moral side was waging an all out war against my subconscious. I stood walking around in circles trying to hide my nervous energy.

This new subconscious war no longer focused on what people would think. I was here. That seemed to send the signal to my brain that I might go through with this. I now was questioning my abilities.

Am I attractive enough? What if I'm camera shy? I've been timid at best in bed. What if I'm not very good? What if I'm too nervous?

Before I could finish this debate, John's door opened.

"Well, hello again." John walked over and reached out shaking my hand. " Can I get you some coffee or tea?"

"A cola would be nice." A hard drink would be better, but it was still too early.

When John returned, he wasted little time moving things along. "Now, we have several shoots going on. I thought we would start a little tame and move up throughout the morning."

We headed out of his office and into a large movie studio. I could smell sex hanging in the air. I was surprised at how many different sets there were. I used to think adult movies were small time. I was finding out this was far from the truth.

We paused next to a small studio. A young girl was naked waiting for her shoot to begin. She was getting some last minute advice from the director.

"Remember, moaning's a good thing. Ignore the camera. And above all else, be yourself. You're here because you like sex. Let's show the world what you're made of." It was almost like he was trying to psych her up.

John leaned over to whisper to me. "It's Lisa's first time. She came here desperate for work and money. She's beautiful and playful. We'll see how she does in front of a camera."

"She looks kind of young. And that's coming from someone who's 21."

"She just turned 18 or at least that's what her birth certificate says."

"Ready? Action." Yelled the director.

I turned around to see a large handsome man enter from off the side. Lisa looked even younger and smaller next to the giant. I could see fear in her eyes as this stud dropped his robe. He had to be all of 10 inches long and easily 2.5 inches wide.

The director started yelling out instructions.

"Alright young lady. Let's see your stuff."

Lisa hesitated for a brief moment then leaned in picking the cock up into her hands. She was gentle. She kissed the tip of the man's prick licking the precum from her lips. This seemed to excite her. Her fear was fading fast.

She eased her lips around the growing cock taking about 3 to 4 inches into her mouth. I honestly thought she would gag. Lisa definitely had skills that I could only hope to achieve. I was shocked that she deep-throated this huge cock. I wasn't the only one stunned. The man she was sucking must have felt she would be too timid to perform. I could see a wry smile come over his lips. She was obviously performing beyond his satisfaction. He started moaning as Lisa's pace quickened.

The director stepped in stopping the action. "Easy little lady. Don't want our man to cum too soon." He moved Lisa over to the couch blind folding her as she lay down. The stud moved between her legs. Lisa was starting to hump the air in anticipation. Whatever fear might have been there initially was gone. This little girl wasn't the priss I made her out to be. She definitely liked sex. The thought of this young girl getting ready to get laid was causing my pussy to ache in anticipation. I was soaking through my panties watching the events unfold.

John leaned in again. "Have a seat. I'll be back in a little while." He walked away leaving me stranded sitting in the director's chair. I was scared but too intrigued to leave. The stud was pounding his cock deep into Lisa's pussy. She was moaning with pleasure screaming for him to fuck her harder. I still didn't know what the blindfold was for though.

Almost on cue, another man walked out from behind the curtain. He wasted little time moving into the action. The first stud eased out of Lisa's pussy. She moaned out in displeasure begging for him to come back. He moved his cock up to her mouth. She knew the drill. She pulled it up to her lips and started sucking.

She was sucking faster and faster causing the first man to moan out how good she was. She paused, distracted as a tongue hit her clit. She continued to stroke the first cock but focused her concentration on what was happening to her pussy. She couldn't see but was obviously aroused that a second man had entered the picture. I leaned in to hear what she was moaning.

"Lick my pussy baby. Oh, yes. Right there." As if satisfied with where the tongue was hitting her clit, she started sucking the first man's cock again. I could tell he was nearing an orgasm as his pace quickened. He pulled out not wanting to cum just yet. Lisa moaned out in frustration.

The man licking Lisa's pussy moved away and lay back on the sofa. He pulled Lisa up into his lap. Her pussy was humping the air trying to find either cock. She hit the right spot slamming her clit against the second man's thick cock. She moved around centering her pussy and thrust it deep inside her. She screamed out with pleasure. The first man moved in behind her. "Oh, yes." Lisa screamed.

My pussy was on fire. I needed to get some kind of relief. I was soaking through my jeans. I was trying to cover up not wanting anyone to notice. Part of me wanted to just rip my cloths off and join the party. My morals and shyness were getting the better of me. I was mesmerized at the events in front of me.

The man on the bottom reached up pulling the blindfold off. Lisa looked so hungry. I couldn't believe how lustful her gaze was. It was amazing that someone so young could have so much sexual passion. I used to think these movies were desperate attempts for attention. Lisa looked to be enjoying herself. These thoughts were colliding with my moral beliefs. That could be me in there enjoying myself. I kept rolling this thought through my mind.

Just as stud number one was starting to move in, a woman broke my trance. "Excuse me, Jen?"

"Yes." I said startled

"Make-up is ready for you."

"Um, ok." I stood up my knees almost buckling from nervousness. I still didn't know if I could go through with this. The fear in my eyes must have sung out.

"Relax. John told me this was your first time. Make-up is nothing. Think of it as getting a free makeover. Not to mention, the massage is out of this world."

My nervousness subsided. This woman was great. John must have used her routinely to get first-timers moving in the right direction. She reached out grabbing my hand leading me away.

I could here Lisa screaming out to be fucked harder as we walked out of the studio.

The makeup room was quiet and warm. There was everything a woman could want here.

Makeup. Massage tables. Hot tub. Sauna.

"Here's your robe. Just get undressed and have a seat in the chair."

"All the way undressed?" I asked nervously.

"Please."

The makeup attendant left the room sensing my shyness. I took a deep breath and stripped down quickly pulling the robe over my body. I stood there waiting for her to return.

The door popped open startling me. "Ok. Where were we? Have a seat." She said directing me to a comfortable looking chair. "First of all, my name's Anne. Let's have a quick look."

Anne pulled my robe back glancing at my body. I felt embarrassed at her forwardness. "Relax. Your body looks great. We just have to clean it up a bit."

Anne walked away and grabbed a makeup bag. I was surprised at her first choice. Clippers.

"I know this seems forward, but we do need to shave."

I felt like I was trapped. My head was swirling. If I could, I would have run. I was too late. She started to trim away. I had never shaved my pussy before. That was going to change.

My pussy was still wet from watching Lisa. This didn't stop Anne. She just kept shaving. The vibration of the clippers was creating an unbelievable sensation along my clit. I had heard about vibrators, but had never tried one.

I think I had an orgasm welling up inside me. I was trying to stop it, but the vibration kept hitting the right spot. Up until now I couldn't watch, but this feeling against my clit was forcing me to look up.

I propped myself up on my arms spreading my legs to allow Anne better access for shaving. I wasn't a lesbian, but watching another woman shave my pussy was turning me on. My clit was swelling. My pussy ached with anticipation.

I moaned out a little. Anne smiled. She kept rubbing the clippers closer and closer to my clit. She was teasing me. Every few seconds she would touch the clippers to my swollen clit. I would moan out a little louder each time. She would move away.

I was starting to hump the air. I wanted some kind of relieve. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was desperate to cum.

I was just there when the clippers stopped.

"All clean." Anne said sounding finished.

I was sitting there breathing hard wanting to cum. My pussy was aching for satisfaction.

Anne stood smiling back at me. She did that on purpose. She packed her things and headed for the door.

"The massage is next." Anne said motioning to the table. "Enjoy."

I was mad. Turned on, but mad. I needed some kind of relief. I contemplated masturbating but was afraid I would get caught.

I walked over and lay on the table. I couldn't believe what just happened. I let another woman shave my pussy. Another woman had never turned me on, but Anne did a great job. At least until the clippers shut off.

I was surprised with how easy that happened. I was reluctant to even be here, and the next thing I knew I almost cumming from some woman trimming my pussy. I shook my head wondering where my morals had gone. I spoke out hoping nobody would hear.

"For someone so shy and moral, you seemed to enjoy yourself a little too much there."

I looked down admiring my cleanly shaven pussy when the door shot open. I was startled and embarrassed to see a man coming in to do the massage. I quickly covered up.

"No worry. Happens all the time. Ok. Lay down on your stomach."

Anne was right. My masseuse was excellent. He placed warming oil all over my body. His hands were so gentle. Even if nothing else happened, this would be well worth it.

His hands softly caressed my legs. He would inch up near my pussy but would quickly move away. This teasing was starting to make my pussy wet. After the bout with the vibrating clippers, I was already turned on. I needed some kind of release. The more he rubbed, the more engorged my clit became.

He pulled my robe from my body. I just kept looking down at my hands. I was afraid to make eye contact.

He startled me when he spoke. "Ok, roll over."

I shot a fearful glance at him.

"Relax. Nothing is going to happen."

I nervously turned over and lay on my back. My naked body, shaved pussy and all, was now fully exposed to my masseuse.

I tried to avoid eye contact. The rubbing started along my stomach area and slowly moved to my breasts. The warming oil had an almost intoxicating effect. He massaged my breasts as if he were having sex with me. My pussy was on fire again.

He moved his hands down between my legs. I spread them hoping he would help me cum. He rubbed and massaged so close to my clit. I knew if he accidentally rubbed my pussy that I would erupt. No luck.

He stopped. I looked up frustrated for the second time. I needed to cum. All of this rubbing and vibrating had me turned on. Whatever morals I had getting here seemed to be repressed. The masseuse left the room leaving me alone again.

I walked over to the mirror. The oil that was rubbed on me must have been tanning oil. I already had somewhat of a tan, but I was now a golden brown. I was surprised at how beautiful my body looked.

The waiting though eventually made my moral arguments come back. I could end things here. I could leave and nobody would think lesser of me.

My sexual appetite spoke up the loudest. You have to get laid before you leave. Your pussy is ready to cum. You need this. Nobody will ever know. Just do one small movie and leave. It's even a great way to get even with Mark.

There was that thought again. I was striking out at Mark. It seemed childish but it was able to get me over my anxiety.

Besides, I couldn't leave. I was too turned on. I stopped for a minute rolling those thoughts through my mind. That must have been the plan all along. I felt a little used. I'm sure that's how they get a woman to go through with this. If you can get her here, you can knock down her morals. If you get her turned on enough, she probably won't leave.

Before I could build up any anger, the door opened again. Anne was back.

"Ok. Want to watch some more?"

"What about my cloths?"

"They'll be here if you need them." She said grabbing my hand and leading me back into the studio.

My knees were shaking again. I was starting to feel forced. The problem was I was too turned on to stop. I couldn't believe how my sexual appetite was ruling my decision-making. It seemed to prevent my moral side from interrupting.

This pass through must have started with the more hardcore side of the filming.

In the first studio, we passed three gay men having sex. I quickly moved past them.

In the next studio, there was a woman dressed in leather whipping another man asking him if he needed fucked. He was screaming out for her to give him some relief. She would bend over sucking his cock for several seconds before standing back up and whipping him some more.

In the third studio, there were 6 woman embraced in an orgy. Sex toys were everywhere. Two women were banging together in a tug of war with a rather large dildo.

I paused at the forth studio. I caught a glimpse of Lisa from before. She must have moved down to another movie at the conclusion of her first filming. This appeared to be an all out orgy. There must have been 8-10 men and easily that many women.

I stood there watching the events unfold. Lisa was doing her best to handle a man fucking her from behind while she was eating another woman's pussy. I hadn't really thought of that. I'm sure I wouldn't be forced into oral sex with another woman.

My morals started screaming for me to run. That last little bit of fight was telling me that I would have to eat a woman's pussy if I went through with this. There was no way I could do that. Had I finally reached a point that would prevent me from going through with this?

I kept looking around the room. I caught a shot from another familiar face, the woman from my hotel porn movie. She was in exactly the same position as the movie. She was sliding up and down on a large cock while another man was slamming in from behind her.

My slutty side won out. Seeing the woman that started me down this road made my body flush with sexual excitement. I couldn't seem to morally overcome the ache that had been growing in my pussy.

Anne reached out and grabbed my hand starting to pull me away from the forth studio. I resisted a little not wanting to leave. I wanted to keep watching. Part of me wanted to join.

I glanced back at Anne. "Can I?"

Anne smiled back. "Let's find out."

She walked over to the producer and said something to him. They both turned and looked back my way. The producer nodded approval.

Anne came back over to me. "He said sure why not." She walked me over to the front of the set. My nerves were racing. The smell of sex was turning me on. My pussy had gone from a dull ache to a raging fire.

Anne reached up and pulled the robe from my body. I was standing in front of a large orgy naked and ready to dive in. I didn't know quite where to start.

The director snapped his fingers. A tall man with a rather large cock stopped masturbating over in the corner and headed over to the director. He motioned him over to me. My escort grabbed my hand and led me into the middle of the pack.

I turned to look at my man making eye contact with him. I leaned into him and whispered in his ear.

I wanted to say something slutty something that would turn both of us on. "I want to suck your cock."

I slowly bent down sliding my hands over his chest. I picked his cock up much as Lisa had done earlier licking the precum. I smiled swallowing knowing this would turn me on further. I started sucking down on his cock.

I was incredibly turned on. Here I was sucking this man's cock while people were having sex all around me. I kept sucking faster and faster. I wanted this man to shoot a load deep into my mouth. I wanted to swallow every last ounce of his cum.

As I sucked away, I was surprised at his stamina. I kept sucking. I stopped for a second feeling a soft touch along my backside. I glanced around to find another man moving in behind me.

My pussy was aching to be fucked. I could see how a woman could get involved in a porn movie and find herself lost in a sexual paradise. I always thought their smiles were fake. I knew better now.

The tip of a large cock had started to part my pussy. I had to open my legs to allow better access to the largest cock my pussy had ever felt. He slid in like a knife in butter. My pussy had been wet since it was first shaved. It was now getting the attention it needed.

"Ohh, yes. Your cock feels so good." I couldn't believe what I had just said. I was falling into the moment. I was trapped in an unbelievable sexual fantasy.

I returned to sucking my other cock. He must have been feeling neglected. I started sucking wildly as my pussy was swelling. I had to cum. I couldn't hold out much longer. I was sucking faster and faster. Just before I erupted in my first orgasm, a rather large shot of cum came shooting into my mouth.

"Fill me up. I want all of your cum in me." I moaned to the man whose cock I was sucking. He didn't disappoint. He must have shot 6 or 7 large loads of cum into my mouth. I sucked faster and faster not wanting to miss a drop.

He fell away leaving me to concentrate on the man who was fucking my pussy. I couldn't hold out any longer. I started moaning out for him.

"Oh, please, yes. Fuck me harder. Oh, yes. Harder. Ohhhh. Ahhhh." I was screaming louder and louder. I didn't care who heard me. I felt restrained in my hotel room. I let everything out here. I came for what felt like minutes. My throbbing didn't stop though.

My man started to pull out. "Please don't go." I begged him.

He wasn't. He was only getting repositioned. He lay on his back pulling me on top of him. I slid my wet aching pussy down his enormous shaft. I closed my eyes fantasizing about the movie I watched. My pussy was rippling with mini orgasms. In my hotel room, I would have plunged a finger into my backside. I had other thoughts though.

I opened my eyes for what was probably the first time since I entered this party. I was looking around for some help. Men and women were sucking and fucking everywhere. I was stunned at how erotic this was. I couldn't believe that I was in the middle of it. I could see the cameraman moving from one shot to another. I'm sure he got me cumming. My nipples ached with excitement.

I couldn't wait for Mark to see me now. He would get to see what he was missing. I hope he begs me like I begged him.

I looked down at the man I was riding glancing down at my pussy sliding up and down on his cock. I was so turned on. I had to find a third.

I looked around the room and finally made eye contact with another man. I couldn't believe what came out of my mouth next.

"Want to join us?" I mouthed not sure if I said it out loud.

He smiled and stood walking over to us. His cock sprang to attention. He moved in front of my mouth motioning for me to suck him.

My man on the bottom took over slamming his cock faster and harder into me as I sucked away on the second man's cock.

The man I was sucking pulled away much to my frustration. I wanted him to cum. I needed him to cum. He moved in behind me. Finally, I would get what I was looking for.

He reached over to the desktop and pulled out a small jar of Vaseline. He rubbed his cock lubricating himself. He moved his hand over and started rubbing my ass.

I had slowed my ascent on the cock in my pussy waiting for this man to enter my backside. He moved slowly. He fingered my rose bud for several seconds getting me well lubed. I was surprised at my aggressiveness. "I'm ready." I smiled holding my ass up in the air allowing a clear shot.

He eased in pulling his tip in and out allowing me a few seconds to adjust to the initial pain. As the pain subsided he could feel me relax around the tip of his cock. The man on the bottom had been watching patiently allowing the other man better access. As he moved in deeper and deeper the man on the bottom started to increase his pace.

Up until this point I had been focused on the two men fucking me. I looked up and found the camera about a foot from my face. If I hadn't been filmed yet, I had now. A full face shot showing me moaning. I decide to scream out. Hoping this would torment Mark even more if he ever saw this.

"Oh, fuck me please. This feels great having both cocks buried in me." I looked up smiling at the camera.

The cameraman moved around zooming in on both cocks. I glanced around looking into the camera smiling as it zoomed in on my face again. I wanted Mark to see this. I wanted him to see what he was missing. I may have a copy sent to him just for fun.

I returned my focus to the two men in me. I started to work the rhythm. I would slam hard down into the cock hitting deep into my pussy. Holding myself there for a few seconds until my mini-orgasm would fade. I would pull slowly off this cock putting my ass high into the air. This would allow a deep thrust into my backside. As this cock pulled out, I would thrust down deep into my pussy.

I was surprised at how easy this motion came to me. I often thought that two men were fucking a woman in a threesome. I was controlling the pace and the rhythm. I was fucking these two men. I was flush with erotic excitement.

My orgasm was building. I could feel my pussy becoming more and more engorged. It needed release. I was quickening the pace. I could hear both men starting to moan out. They wanted me to slow down, but I couldn't.

The cameraman had returned sensing we were all nearing a climax. I screamed out again wanting Mark to see this. "Fuck me. Ohh, yes. Harder. Harder." I was pumping wildly unable to control my thrusts. It was almost as if instinct had taken over.

The man on the bottom started cumming first. I could feel his thrusts take on more meaning. The first shot of cum took me over the top.

I slammed down into his cock trying to pull it in deeper. As I pulled out to get another thrust, the second man started shooting cum deep into my backside. I couldn't figure out which felt better.

I thrust down hard into my pussy but quickly pulled out allowing another deep shot into my ass. Both men were pumping vigorously trying to get every last bit of cum into me.

As their motions slowed, we all collapsed in exhaustion. The cameraman had moved on to another couple performing a similar act. I sat there allowing the man on my backside to caress my breasts. The other man leaned in and kissed me. He pulled up and headed over to a cleaning table. The second man followed suit.

I lay there watching the events around me. I couldn't believe I allowed myself to do this. I couldn't believe how turned on I was or how hard I came. I sat there just watching caressing my nipples.

I could hear someone trying to get my attention. It was Anne. I sat up and moved over off camera.

"You were fantastic." Anne said smiling proudly.

I blushed. "Thank you." I looked around not knowing what to do next.

"Come over to the cleaning table." She pulled me off to the side and started wiping my body down.

I was a little surprised that this was turning me on again. I felt I had put everything into my moment earlier. My new sexual appetite seemed hungry again.

I looked around trying to find someone who might be interested in some additional sex. Anne was moving behind wiping up every last drop of cum from my body.

"Bend over." She motioned.

I wasn't paying attention and just did as she said. She had pulled the vibrating shears out again wanting to clean my pussy. I just stood there bent over. She was concentrating the vibration right on my clit.

I could feel the ache in my pussy returning. My chest flushed with excitement. My nipples were ready to explode. I pulled away not wanting to cum just yet. Anne looked up a little disappointed. I couldn't believe what I was letting her do. I was letting another woman grope my pussy rubbing a vibrator against my clit. I was falling into the moment. I wanted this. I wanted another woman to make me cum but not off camera. I wanted Mark to see this. I wanted him to watch me cum.

I moved back in towards the orgy not taking my eyes off Anne. There were several women watching. They were masturbating as people next to them were having sex. I needed to get some relief. I kept staring at Anne licking my lips in anticipation. I whispered to her.

"Come fuck me Anne. I dare you to." I couldn't believe I just said that.

I lay down on the floor and started circling my breasts. I had to cum.

Anne had pulled her clothes off and was moving into the studio. She was caring a vibrator now heading straight for me.

She sat on the floor next to me. "Would you like a shave?" She said with a wry smile on her face.

The cameraman had moved back over to me. The thought of Mark seeing me have sex with another woman had my pussy aching with excitement. I spread my legs widely allowing full access of the vibrator. The vibration was unbelievable. I came in about 5 seconds. "Don't stop." I begged.

Anne was rubbing the vibrator all around my clit sending waves of orgasms through my body. The cameraman again focused in on my face. I smiled licking my lips. I seemed to get caught up in the moment. Every time the camera was near I felt tempted to do something even more erotic.

"I want to fuck you, Anne. I want you to eat my pussy. I want to lick your clit while you cum all over my face." I smiled as the camera pulled away from my face. I was shocked at what I had just uttered.

It was too late to stop Anne. She had pulled the vibrator away from my clit and was moving in to lick my pussy. I spread my legs wide. The camera was shooting a close-up of Anne's tongue hitting my pussy. I arched back feeling another mini orgasm wave rush through my body.

I smiled at the camera as it shot from Anne's tongue up to my face. I moaned out. "Tongue fuck me Anne. I love having you lick my pussy." I smiled back at the camera. Eat your heart out Mark.

Before I could move around on Anne, Lisa, my little Lisa, had walked over and sat down beside us. The camera sensed a moment and pulled in to show her watching and smiling as Anne was licking my pussy.

Lisa sat there masturbating her clit telling me how great we looked. Lisa moved over closer to me. "I want you to eat my pussy."

The camera closed in on my face. I felt trapped. I wanted this to happen, but now got a little stage fright as the time drew near.

I kept thinking back to what Mark would think watching me do these things. I couldn't wait to see his jealousy or his lust at what I was doing.

I smiled into the camera. "Let me taste your pussy."

Lisa moved over top of my mouth. The camera was focused in as she lowered her pussy down. I had never dreamed of eating another woman. But I was totally lost in the moment. Anne's tongue felt so good. I could only hope Lisa would feel the same.

I eased my tongue out tasting Lisa's pussy. I looked into the camera again smiling as I swallowed her juices. I know this will drive Mark nuts. I lifted my head up kissing Lisa's pussy lips. Her juices were dripping into my mouth.

I looked up at her watchful eyes. "Are you ready to have your pussy licked little girl." The camera just sat there catching everything.

"Yes." She moaned.

I started around her clit. I know this is where I enjoy being eaten. Lisa moaned out pressing her clit down into my face. I lapped around the outside teasing her. Her juices were sweet. I was surprised at how easy it had been to eat her. I couldn't resist any longer plunging my tongue deep into her pussy. I tickled away at the inside of her engorged pussy.

Lisa was moaning out. Her hips were pulsating. Her clit was grinding against my face.

Anne had paused for a moment to watch me eat Lisa's pussy. I motioned Lisa to get on all fours. I moved in behind her. I flicked my tongue at her pussy watching her moan out. I moved in to eat her from behind. I could smell cum in her backside. This would have disgusted me before now, but turned me on thinking she had fucked two men earlier in the morning while I watched.

The camera was now shooting underneath Lisa zooming in on my tongue lapping her pussy. I again had another full face shot with my tongue plunging into Lisa. She was moaning out.

I stopped for a moment as the camera closed in on my face. I turned looking right into it. "I want to sit on your face Anne." I moaned smiling as I again got caught on camera.

Anne moved underneath allowing me to ease my pussy onto her lips. She wasted little time flicking away at my clit and plunging her tongue into my pussy fucking me as she did this.

I couldn't hold out any longer. I had to cum. I was grinding hard into Anne's mouth. Trying to push her tongue deeper into my pussy. My moans were causing ripples of excitement in Lisa. I finally started to erupt. The camera again was focused right on my face.

"Eat my pussy, Anne. Oh, yes. Make me cum. Please. Faster. Oh, yes." I was humping her hard. I was grinding into her chin stimulating my clit. I couldn't believe how hard I was cumming. I slowed as the orgasm waned. I wasn't finished. I needed more.

I pulled Lisa over to me French kissing her. I wanted her to taste the pussy juice on my lips. I wanted her. I couldn't believe my feelings. For the first time I could ever imagine, I needed to fuck another woman.

My sex drive was out of control. All of the filming and the day's events had me lusting for things I had only heard about. I was now living a dream. It was Mark's dream. I had been angry with him for so long. This had become my way of striking out at him. I got even all right. I think I got the better vacation.

I fell back into the moment. I was moving around into a 69 position with Lisa. I was on the bottom. We both wasted little time. I plunged my tongue into her pussy. I lapped away wanting to taste her cum. I wanted her juices to rain down on me. She didn't disappoint. We were both bucking wildly screaming for the other to lick faster and deeper.

Lisa's cum came rushing out of her pussy. I couldn't believe how sweet she really was. I lapped away not wanting to miss a drop. I came harder than I ever thought possible. I couldn't believe another woman could have this effect on me. I couldn't believe I would submit myself to this type of erotic behavior. I glanced up seeing the cameraman pull away moving over to shoot someone else.

I sat there thinking about the moment. I still thought this was becoming a way of striking out at Mark. At least, that's what I kept telling myself. The problem was I started getting lost in the moment. I was uncertain how to end it. I found myself unable to leave.

My pussy continued to rage. After fucking Lisa's mouth, I wanted a cock back in there. I had to have some completion to this afternoon's activities. I looked around. There were several men now sitting awaiting their next conquest. I decided to become a little more aggressive.

The men were all built about the same. I was a little disappointed hoping to find the largest cock. I stood there eyeing each man checking them out. I turned and looked back towards the director hoping for a little help. Much to my surprise, someone entered the studio that had not been there before. Most of the women stopped with excitement. I stood there mesmerized.

I heard stories back at school about this guy. Big John was the nickname everyone always joked about. I could see why. John was a 6' 4' black man with at least 14 inches of thick cock. I was scared. I had trouble seeing me do the things I had already done, but my family couldn't cope with me fucking a black man. I wouldn't call them racists, but the mere thought of that happening would destroy by father. My mind raced back to what had gotten me here though. I wonder what Mark would think.

It would drive him nuts knowing a man with a bigger cock fucked his little Jen. It would probably push him over the edge knowing it was a black cock.

I backed up a little not knowing what John was eyeing. He glanced over at me and smiled. My knees were shaking at where this might be heading. I licked my lips staring at his immense prick. I had to have it. John sensed my eagerness and headed my way.

He didn't have to speak. I dropped to my knees as he arrived. I picked his cock up and sucked it in wanting to fill my body with this large black cock. I loved the way my white body stood out against John's. The camera again focused in on my face lapping away at John.

"Do you like that black cock?"

I smile up at him and moaned yes. The camera caught my lusty nod.

"Do you want to get fucked by it?"

I couldn't wait. I needed to have this man inside me. I moved around on all fours hoping for him to spread my pussy. The cameraman had moved in on a close-up of my face. I could see John's body moving in behind me. This would destroy Mark watching this big black man mount his ex-girlfriend.

I smiled into the camera again feeling the moment. "Fuck me with that big black cock John. I want all 14 inches inside me."

John rubbed the tip around the inside of my pussy allowing me to adjust. He was definitely larger than I expected. John could feel my pussy relax and eased in a little further. Each time he would stop allowing my muscles to relax. I was moaning out wanting him deeper.

I couldn't believe how stretched I felt having something this large in my pussy. John eased out a little and pushed back in. An orgasm rippled through my body. I could only imagine what multiple thrusts would do if one push sent a wave through my body.

John was picking up a head of steam pulling out further each time. I must have of cum 3 or 4 times since he entered my pussy. I thought I might pass out on his final thrusts.

It was unbelievable. A black man's cock buried in my pussy. I couldn't get over the vindication I was feeling towards Mark. I wanted to strike out more. The only thing that would make this complete would be sucking a black cock while fucking one. As if on cue, another black man moved in front of me.

I almost thought someone was reading my mind. I hungrily reached up pulling this cock towards my mouth. The cameraman was zooming around trying to get a shot before I pulled him into my mouth. I smiled up at the camera.

"Do you want me to suck your big black cock?"

"If you can handle it." Said the black man.

"I want to swallow your cum. I don't want to miss a drop." I lustfully sucked him into my mouth. I was swimming with excitement. My mind was racing. This day was becoming a blur. I was nearing a point of passing out. John had eased his thrusts much to my dismay. The second black man had pulled away from my mouth. I was looking around for some kind of answer.

A third black man had walked over to where we were. By now all of the extras had stopped and were watching the events transpire. John had lain back pulling me onto his enormous cock. The third man had entered behind me. Luckily he was a normal 8 or 9 inches. He pulled in behind me filling my ass with his black cock. The camera was now totally focused on me.

As if on command my hips were thrusting into John's cock and back out to allow the third black man's cock full access to my ass. I looked around at how erotic this would seem on film. Two black men were fucking me. I was sandwiched between two enormous black cocks.

As if this weren't enough though, the third black man pulled my hands up to his waste. I was facing his still erect cock. I looked up stunned at what I was about to do.

If the earlier threesome wouldn't turn Mark on then you would think that sex with two women would. But if none of that got to him, then me getting fucked by three large black cocks would. My guess is he would be masturbating to this video for some time.

The camera had zoomed in on my face. Orgasms were rippling through body at an uncontrollable pace. I couldn't resist sucking this cock. All three men were moaning with excitement.

My mind kept racing back to how this day unfolded. I had to force myself here and now this, three black men silhouetted against my white skin. My body had never felt this good before. I couldn't believe how good it felt to have no sexual inhibitions. I used to think that porn was degrading. Now I just found it inviting.

John was the first to start cumming. I might have passed out if it weren't for the cock in my mouth causing me to focus on swallowing this large load. The third man was soon behind cumming in my ass. I kept screaming out as each one dumped load after load of cum into my body.

The camera was now right up in my face. I was screaming. "Keep fucking me with those large black cocks. Oh, yess. Ohh, fuck me. Harder. Yesss. Yesss."

I leaned back up as the camera was pulling away. I pulled the black cock back to my mouth. I held it just away from my mouth having my tongue lick the last drops of cum off this black man's cock. As the other two were pulling away I turned smiling at John. I noticed a big wad of his cum resting on the tip of his cock. The camera still transfixed on my face followed my smiling face down. I hungrily lapped away all of the cum. I sat up facing the camera swallowing as he pulled away.

My legs were like rubber. I could barely move. Anne had stepped in and scooped me out of the melee. She took me away to my dressing room.

I sat back in the hot tub sipping a glass of wine for what felt like hours. My body had never been used like this before. I could only hope this wasn't the end.

Anne popped back in. "Better?"

"Lot's." I said.

"The movie's all done. I had them make you a copy. I guess you did so well the director wants you back. Any thoughts?"

"Maybe. I need to relax though and think things through. I'm not so sure my family would like this line of work."

Anne laughed. "Mine don't know. Anyway, think about it."

"Any idea when this would be out on the big or small screen?"

"These things move quickly now. It's probably out there now." Anne laughed and left the room.

The driver who had picked me up dropped me back off at my hotel. I barely made it to my room collapsing in exhaustion. It was Tuesday. I still had 4 more days of vacation. I would need it all to recoup.

After two days of nothing but sleeping and eating I was feeling back to normal. Normal had a whole new meeting now. I had ignored perhaps 20 phone calls over the last several days. I was scared who it might be. My message light blinked with excitement.

Room service came with dinner that evening. I was naked under my robe and little or nothing to conceal it. I tipped the waiter and sent him on his way. My week started like this. I couldn't believe I starred in an adult movie. Worse yet, I couldn't believe three black men fucked me.

I turned the TV on at the end of dinner hoping to catch the news. My thoughts drifted back to what Anne said. These things move quickly. I turned on the adult station searching through titles for anything that might suggest an orgy.

Nothing looked familiar. On the forth page though a movie called "the wedding night" popped into view. It had Lisa, my little Lisa. It was the same set that I stood watching. I turned it on hoping to see this movie.

Lisa was just getting married. I watched intently as she daydreamed back to her bachelor party. She was in a room having sex with two guys. This was it. This is what I saw the other day. Amazing how the close-ups were. The cameramen did a great job of catching the moments and the emotions of her having sex.

Lisa was actually not a bad actress. She did a decent job saying her lines. The wedding party had lots of drinking. Then moved to what I thought was the grand finale. Lisa and her husband moved into their large hotel room. I sat up noticing this part too. This was the room we had the orgy in.

"No" was all that came out of my shocked mouth.

I sat there watching the story unfold. Lisa's husband ordered room service. Two men came up to deliver the food and drink. Before you knew it, Lisa was sucking away on one of the cocks while the other two watched.

I lost track of how everyone kept arriving until finally I got the shock of my life. The camera was now zooming in on my face. I was sucking away on the first man's cock. My pussy was on fire.

I held out watching the entire movie. Lisa seemed to get the most attention until I entered the movie. The cameraman kept zooming in and out on me. I laughed several times when I could pick up some of my more slutty lines. Mark will absolutely die when he sees this.

I put the movie on pause. I decided to listen to my messages. John was almost all of them. He wanted me to stop back by. He was interested in having me do a few more movies before I left. The last one was Mark asking me to call him.

I let my guard down long enough to call him.

"Hello, Mark?"

"I see you got my message. I just wanted you to know how much I missed you."

"Really?" I said feigning interest.

"Listen. Any chance we might hook up when I get back?"

"Why the sudden reversal?"

"Well..." There was a long pause. "I saw the video."

I laughed to myself. I hit the target dead on.

"What video?" I asked.

"The wedding one. I know it was you. I could see it in your eyes."

I smiled. "How was I?" I found some of that boldness from last Tuesday.

The silence was deafening. "Unbelievable."

Bingo. "What was your favorite part?"

"The three black men. I masturbated during that part. I could have cum at any time. That sent me over the top."

This was great. I had Mark just where I wanted him. "I thought you might like that."

The silence again was deafening. "So what's next?"

I sat there for moment rolling this thought through my mind. What was next? No way I would go back to Mark. I was starting to get nervous. I wanted to end this call.

"Bye, Mark." I just hung up the phone.

Where would I go next? Should I do another movie? I hadn't even talked about how much money this might make me. What about school? How could I get into med school with this going on?

I looked back at the TV. My picture was frozen on the screen. I was locked in an embrace with three black men. This thought caused my pussy to light up again. I couldn't get over how turned on I was. What else was there to do?

I picked the phone up and called John's cell number.

"Hello?"

"John?"

"Hello, Jen. You're a hard person to reach."

"I know. Just thinking about things."

"Any chance you can pop over to the studio tomorrow?"

"Another filming, John?"

"Maybe."

"Tell you what. Get me into med school out here and we can talk."

"Ok. Deal."

"Well, then, maybe I might stop over." I hung the phone leaving him thinking. That's two guys I had hanging out there.

I dozed off sleeping rather soundly through the night. When morning came I quickly showered and got myself ready. I ran downstairs and waved down a taxi driver.

"Sunshine Enterprises please."

The taxi drove off to the studio. The driver must have known what they did there. He continually stared hoping to catch a better glimpse of me.