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Part 3
The morning flashed by, a pure lingerie shoot, I lost count of the different bra and panties I’d worn. Mark was on hand, clipping and un clipping my bra, pulling my knickers down on occasions, buckling shoes, un buckling shoes. It was glamorous. I loved it. I loved it, but I couldn’t but help think of the afternoon to come.
“Sorry love,” I said to Mark, “those are a bit wet.”
“You need to stop thinking about this afternoons shoot, and concentrate on this mornings,” Mark said.
Linda handed me the pair of purple knickers she had just taken off, there was a wet patch in the gusset.
“You need to stop thinking about this afternoons shoot, and concentrate on this mornings,” I said.
Linda was my Mum. My Mum was a model, called Linda. I now worked for her, as her assistant, which was a secret, only the photographer I used to work for and Mum had done her first modelling assignment for knew. And here I was watching her strip, and holding her wet panties. She was gorgeous, I wanted to fuck her. She knew it, and I know she didn’t mind. My cock was hard, her pussy was wet. We were both excited. But this was work, we had to be professional. I handed her another bra, then the matching panties, I sniffed the soiled ones. She smiled.
“Come on, no time for that, hand me the suspender belt, and get the stockings ready.”
A few minutes later I watched her walk out in front of the camera again, her perfect arse framed by her see through knickers. She turned, and the lights flashed as the camera clicked. She was hot, sexy. She knew everyone in the room wanted to fuck her, including me. Right then though she was imagining the lens was fucking her, that’s why she was being paid the big bucks. My cock protested, confined in my jeans, my balls ached for relief.
I ate some fruit for lunch, that and another bottle of mineral water. Mark had re inserted my butt plug when I had finished the morning shoot. He’d pushed it in my wet pussy, then slipped it into my arse. I’d squeezed his cock through his trousers when he did it. He was so hard. Later he’d need that attending to, I’d find one of the other girls to give him a blow job, that or do it myself.
“What are you thinking Linda,” Mark asked.
“Nothing darling, nothing.” I said innocently.
“Time to get you ready for your big scene, get this over and we’re done here,” Mark said.
We’d been at this fabulous house for three days. I’d been photographed, filmed, fucked, and sucked. This afternoon I would give up my virgin arse to three hunks. I’d almost let Mark have it last night, almost. I still wasn’t sure why I hadn’t. Again in the morning I’d almost fucked him, I had held his cock at the entrance to my pussy, I’d only had to relax my legs and I would have slid down his big hard cock. He’d been sleeping, true in my bed, he’d opened his eyes, and I lost my nerve.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My make up was done perfectly.
“Great job Mark, I like the silver eye shadow, like the way you’ve blended it.”
I looked again, through half closed eyes, through my false eyelashes. Was that really me, I’d never seen myself like that, but Mark had.
I stood, slipped the silk robe off. Mark took it. He handed me a silver thong, it sparkled in the light. To call it small would have been an understatement. It would cover me, but only just. I pulled it up.
“Open your legs a bit,” Mark said. He knelt, and adjusted the material, so my pussy was covered, pulled the string up, so it cut into my arse.
I wore a pair of black heels, eight inch killers. Next the dress, silver again, and again not much of it, the neckline plunged deep, deep to my belly button. My belly button was pierced, and in it I wore a string of faux diamonds. They matched my earrings. The dress didn’t cover my tits. Mark re-arranged both the dress and my errant breasts. I needed some tit tape, but this wasn’t a cocktail party, it was a fuck-fest, and I was the main course. A bracelet on both wrists. I was ready. I was nervous, almost to the point of being scared shitless. But there was excitement too. I’d never had three guys at once before, never had two if the truth be told. I’d been filmed with two guys, and another girl, two girls. But not three. Before I’d started modelling, only a couple of weeks ago, I’d never had another woman, never had a threesome even.
“Linda, you ready?” Mark asked.
“Sorry love, yes ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Good, now one little thing we’ve overlooked, bend over.”
I did as he told me. I trusted him. He was my assistant. He pulled the back of the thong to one side, I felt his hand on my bum, his breath on my back. He pulled the butt plug out of my arse. My anus was open, and ready. I stood back up after Mark had put the thong back in place, the butt plug was in his mouth.
I watched her walk out onto the set, she looked fabulous. I knew she was nervous, she was worried it was going to hurt, worried she wasn’t up to it. It had all been so quick, a few weeks ago, she hadn’t even been naked in front of a camera. She was my Mum, a woman who was always there for me. Now I was there for her, her alter ego at least. Linda. Linda was the woman my mother should have been. She was confident, sexy, glamorous, not short of money. Gorgeous. She walked differently I noticed, straight back chest out, shoulders back. You wanted to fuck her, and maybe, just maybe she’d let you. The three lucky bastards were there, ready to fuck her. They’d make her sweat, make her come over and over. They’d fuck her hard, very hard. I hadn’t told her that. No point giving her something extra to worry about. This was the last scene she had to do, well for the next two days anyway. There were three, no four other girls on the set, they’d be background, but wouldn’t take part in the sex. I watched her stop by one of them, Amy. Linda said something, and Amy giggled, looked in my direction, before nodding to Linda.
“Hi Linda,” Amy said as I reached her. “You get all the good stuff, you lucky cow,” she said smiling.
“Have you still not been fucked since you got here?” I asked her.
“No, not once. I know I’m just one of the extra’s, but you’d think with all this sex going on I’d get a few crumbs.”
“You should have said, look when we’re done, go and fuck my assistant, you know Mark.” I told her.
“Mark, but you’re……..I mean we all thought you and him were an item.” Amy said.
“He’s my assistant, and a bloody good one, got an amazing cock, no you go on, enjoy him, its on me.”
“Really, thanks, if I can ever do anything for you.”
“Come everyone, we have a lot to get through, Amy stop fucking gassing, I want you over there, with your tits out, legs open like a little slut, you three as well. Now Linda, if you wait, be ready for you in minute,” the director said.
I stood by the director, as the filming commenced. The setting was a club. Amy and her three friends were masturbating, the barman looked on disinterested. He dried glasses. I walked in on them, on cue. I walked around, running a hand across a pussy here, squeezing a breast here. I reached Amy, I kissed her, true not in the script, then traced my hand down her body, until I reached her cunt, she wasn’t very wet, I played with her, then penetrated her with two of my fingers, she was wet now, she took a deep breath. She hadn’t expected this, not in the script, she wasn’t paid to come, but she was almost there, her head went back. Her orgasm would have to wait, the three hunks were here. It was time to earn my money. They pulled me off her, pulled me onto the small dance floor, I danced with one of them, then another, they span me round, I danced with the third. He danced holding me from behind. He pulled my dress to the sides, exposing my breasts to the camera. My head was back, I kissed him, and now I wanted him, I wanted them all.
The dress fell to the floor, their hands were all over me, I was trembling with expectation. I squatted, time to suck some cock. So far it had been one take. I liked that, I hated interruptions that it seemed were part and parcel of this new life of mine. They were all big, big and hard. I suddenly wondered if Mark was bigger. I’d have to check, later. I licked their cocks, their balls, then I licked their arseholes, I always liked it when men did that to me, I supposed men liked it too. I’d never slept with a man whose arse I had licked, cocks, yes, balls occasionally. Now it was my turn, one of them was between my legs, his tongue busy. I had a cock in my mouth, another waited his turn. They switched, then switched again.
“Cut!” The director called. I hated him right at that moment. “Mark sweetie, lubrication time.”
Mark was there beside me, the three guys stood waiting, stroking their erections. I spread my legs, allowing Mark to push lubricant into my anus, he used a couple of fingers, working the lube deep, he ensured I was open, open and ready to lose my anal cherry. I should have given it to him. Should have, didn’t. Not a time for regrets. He walked out of the cameras view. It was time, time to earn my five thousand a week.
I straddled a guy, his cock deep inside my pussy, which he was pounding, another in my mouth, my arse high in the air. I felt the third behind me. The cock inside me slowed, hands gripped my hips. I felt the cock at the entrance to my back passage. Pressure on my sphincter, gradual, by continual pressure. The cock in my cunt fucked me slowly, the one in my mouth gone. They wanted to film my face as I gave up my arse. Mark had told them I was an anal virgin. They wanted it all, six cameras recorded it, six cameras, four girls, the sound man, the continuity girl, the guy behind the bar, who really was just the barman, the assistant director, Harry the executive. And my son. They all were there to witness, to record the moment I was fucked in the arse for the first time. The guys had drawn lots to be the first. There was utter silence on the set. The sound mans microphone, the big fluffy thing was above me. They could not retake this, it had to be right. I wondered if they thought I’d scream. The head of the cock was just inside me, I tried to relax. I relaxed my anus. I opened myself as far as I could. He penetrated me. I groaned, The cock in my pussy was hard, big and hard, but still. The only movement was the big hard cock pushing its way into my secret place. It was a Captain Kirk moment, he was going where no one had been before. I groaned loudly, I was sweating.
“Oh God, yes” I screamed, “oh fucking hell, it fucking hurts, no, no don’t stop, more, more. Put it all in, oh God I’m fucking cummmmming.”
The cock in my cunt was again fucking me hard, the cock in my arse was being pulled back, I thought he was going to withdraw, he wasn’t of course. He was almost out, when he slammed it back in. All the way in, in one go. Hard. I screamed then. Screamed with pain, it fucking hurt. It burned. It filled me, stretched me. I loved it.
“Fuck me harder, both of you,” yelled, the script forgotten. Fuck their script. Fuck what I was supposed to do. I wanted this, wanted it for me. If it wasn’t what they wanted, then fuck them.
“I said fuck me harder, if you can’t get the other one in my arse, oh yesssssssssssssss, I’m cummming againnnnnnn,” I gasped.
The three of them fucked me, it seemed so quick, but Mark told me later it had been for almost an hour. We were all covered in sweat. They swapped around, mouth, cunt arse, arse mouth cunt. Cock straight from my arse into my mouth, Mark said that was an ATM, I didn’t care what it was called, I just wanted it. Through my sex haze I saw Amy, still fingering herself, watching me open mouthed. I wondered what Mark thought, my son was out there somewhere, watching his mother have the best sex of her life, and being paid for it. I wondered too what people would think when they watched the DVD, bet they wanked. I was nearing exhaustion. My legs were cramped. I couldn’t take much more, I hoped the fucking director would call for the guys to do their cum shots soon. I needn’t have worried.
Linda had been fucked, and had fucked the three guys in sorts of positions. She’d screamed, she’d sworn, screamed again. How many times had she cum, I didn’t know, I knew she wouldn’t. I had never seen anything like it, and I had watched a lot of porn. This was the best, and this was my mother I was watching. My cock hurt, and not for the first time I wished it was me out there with her. She smiled as she walked towards me, a little unsteadily in her heels.
“I remembered” she said.
I was puzzled. She smiled again.
“I remembered, took my knickers off, but kept my heels on.”
“You did, you were great you know, incredible. My cock hurts from watching you.” I told her as I held her.
“I know it does darling, I’ll fix it, but not right now. Can I have a drink.”
The director came over, with him was Harry.
“That was sensational,” the director gushed.
“Brilliant, I’ll double your money, I want more of that. Brilliant,” Harry said elated.
“Do you want a wrap?” I asked her.
“No, just a drink. I need a drink, and I need to cool down.”
Amy fetched her a bottle of mineral water. She drank it all, straight down.
“Wow, that’s better, thank you.”
We sat on the sofa as she recovered, another bottle of water. She had come in her hair, on her face. She smiled now, “wow, that was some fuck, I didn’t know I could cum so many times, and Mark, thank you, I couldn’t have done that without your help. Now leave me to talk to Harry.”
I saw Harry was standing anxiously to one side, waiting to talk to his new star.
I recovered fast, Harry repeated his pledge to double my pay, conditional on me extending my exclusive. I took him up on his offer.
I stopped off at the dressing room, as I opened the door, I saw Amy, legs wrapped around Mark’s waist, as he fucked her, leaning against the dressing table. She smiled a secretive smile at me.
“That looks uncomfortable, why not take it upstairs,” I said suddenly feeling rejuvenated.
Amy slipped off Mark, and I saw his cock, wet from Amy’s cunt. It was big, and it was hard. I bent down, gripped it. Felt its girth, then took it in my mouth, tasting her. I took it until I choked, then stood up.
“It is you know, it is bigger than either of those three guys,” I said, laughing.
Mark drove down the driveway, and turned east towards Swindon. He drove steadily. I had, had a good night uninterrupted sleep, and felt the better for it.
“You Ok Mum,” he asked.
“Fine darling,” I replied. “So I’m Mum again.”
“Sure we’re not at work, so yes you’re Mum. Look, its going to take us nearly all day to drive home. Then tomorrow, we’ll have to drive to Warwick. So why don’t we drive there now, its not as far as home, we’ll be there in a couple of hours, that gives us this afternoon and evening, plus all day tomorrow to chill, before the next shoot, what do you think?”
“Lets.”
The hotel had us booked for two days time, but it was out of session. Our booking was for a mini suite, did we want two rooms, or an upgrade for two nights.
“No, we’ll take the mini suite.” I said. I paid with plastic, hoping I’d been paid, I hadn’t had chance to check. Maybe I should.
We took the elevator. The suite was their mini suite, it was luxury, what I wondered were there real suites like.
I sat down heavily in one of the armchairs, and kicked my shoes off. Mark was firing up his Ipad up, logging on to check emails, and my bank account.
“Now come on,” he said, “you know you always keep your heels on, but take your knickers off as quickly as you can!”
“And does that apply to your Mum?” I asked.
He didn’t answer, as he had reached my bank account, and was obtaining the access code from the random code generator.
“Fucking hell, Mum, they’ve credited your account alright, ten grand this morning, ape.”
I smiled, still wondering if keeping my shoes on, and my knickers off applied when I was Mum.
“Here Mum, your never going to believe this, there’s some stuff of you here online,” he said.
I went and sat beside him on the sofa. There on screen was me, masturbating with the gold topped vibrator in Gerry’s studio.
“You like watching me?” I asked.
“Wow yes, when you did that first set at Gerry’s in just the bra and knickers I thought you looked beautiful, then as you did more, I was totally gob smacked.”
“You deal with it very well. I had been worried at first.” I said
“Worried?” He asked
“Yes, about my modelling.”
“You needn’t I’m cool with it. Especially as when your working your Linda, my boss, but when your not working you’re my Mum.”
“And what am I now, Linda, or Mum?”
He thought for a moment. “Which do you want to be?
“I’m not sure Mark, I’m not sure, but I want you to hold me, is that alright?” I said.
“Yes, course it is, come on, lets lay down.”
We laid on the bed, and he held me in his arms. I laid my face on his chest, and felt safe. Then I slept.
I woke. Mum was in the shower. I laid on the bed, in just my jeans and tee shirt. She came out of the shower. I’d seen her naked many times in the last few weeks, but each time was like the first time. She was beautiful, her shoulder length blonde hair was wet, but combed back. I saw her smile at me.
“Hard again, I see,” she said.
“Well who wouldn’t be, with you walking around like that.”
“I thought you liked me walking around like this,” she said
“Oh I do, I do.”
“Now lets go and eat. I’m starving, all that fucking over the last three days has made me hungry, come on get ready.”
When I came out of the shower she had dried her hair, and was putting her makeup on, a little foundation, and eye shadow. On the bed were a pair on knickers, green ones.
“Mark, put my butt plug in will you, I’ll be doing more anal I’m sure.”
She bent over, her shapely legs spread, giving me a view of her pussy and anus.
I licked the plug, put it in her pussy, then took it out, and pushed it into her anus. It went in easily, it was only twenty four hours since it had been fucked by the three lucky bastards.
“There you go, its in,” I said. “I assume your Linda for the night.”
“What did you think when you watched me loose my anal cherry?” She asked. Without answering the question.
“Think? Only that they were the luckiest three bastards.” I replied.
“Did you know, I almost let you fuck my arse the night before,” she said.
“Fucking hell,” was all I could say.
“Oh dear, you have a hard on.” She said. “Again!”
The location was on the outskirts of Warwick. It was a nightclub, which had gone broke. When we arrived the place was a hive of activity. The lighting was in place at for various sets. Cameras lay where they would be needed. A young woman was giving instructions to two workmen, they went off to carryout her instructions. She turned, about to snap out some instruction or other to us, but stopped herself.
“Hi, its Linda isn’t it?”
“That’s right, hi,” I said.
“You’re early, or am I running way late?” She asked.
“No, we are early,” I told her.
“Thank fuck for that, sorry, I’m Gisele, I’m the director, or I will be if we ever get this fucking dump sorted. Fucking electric is a fucking nightmare,” she broke off and shouted at the workmen, “not fucking there, that’s a fucking trip hazard, have you never heard of fucking health and fucking safety. For fuck sake!”
“Sorry,” Gisele continued. “Look, the changing rooms are totally disgusting, so I’ve allocated that area over there, the makeup mirrors, and dressing tables are all in place, and working thank fuck, wardrobe is off to the side. The toilets are just beyond. Now you have a colonic booked, she’s here somewhere, doing another girl, everyone’s getting fucked in the arse today, everyone except me, and I’m just getting fucking pissed off. Come and find me when your done. In the meantime this must be your guy, lucky you, I’ll run the schedule by him, then he can sort you out.”
She turned away, “where’s that fucking electrician……………”
The shoot went surprisingly smoothly, Gisele was a dream to work for, despite her swearing every other word, suddenly it was the last set, the two day’s had flown by. My last scene was an orgy, all the girls would be wearing the companies underwear, after all that was the main purpose of the shoot, adult content for their website, which sold sexy lingerie. I was the star of show, of course, and the main focus would be on me. My heels were on as was my underwear, a fabulous set of filmy ivory lace and silk Totally see through, my stocking were the finest denier, held up by a deep suspender belt.
“How do I look,” I asked him.
“Fabulous Linda, hold on, just need to finish the lippy.”
He took his lipstick brush and applied a top layer of glossy red lip gloss. He stood back.
“Perfect.”
“Get me moist,” I instructed him. It had been two hours since my last scene.
He slipped a couple of fingers inside the leg of my knickers, exciting my clit. My stomach had little butterflies as he looked into my eyes, his fingers busy. I gasped as he inserted them, penetrating me with them. I returned his look.
“Are you ready?” Giselle asked, “oh fuck.”
“No I’m ready now Giselle,” I said.
“Thank fuck for that, I thought I was going to have to put everything on hold until you two had fucked.”
There were twelve cameras in all, so quiet an audience. I was part of a foursome, while around us various other couples also got down and dirty. It started fine, right up until the two guys in my group got their cocks out. One of them couldn’t get it up.
“Here let me,” I said after all the cameras had stopped.
I gave him a hand job, no luck. A blow job then, still nothing, the other girl joined me. Surely our combined efforts would be successful. Apparently not.
“Your no fucking good to anyone, get off my fucking set. Fuck, fuck.” Giselle stormed. “Right, I need a fucking man, one with a working fucking cock.”
She turned, and looked straight at Mark.
“You, you’re good with your fucking hands, and I can see you’re got a hard on already.”
The action started once again, Mark was to keep the back of his head to the camera, and at no time was his face to be shown. Giselle explained, “otherwise we’ll fucking have to come back to fucking morrow.”
Secrets and lies. Our lie was our secret. I was Marks Mum, our secret, at work I was Linda, a model, he was my assistant, our lie. We’d talked about this, how we must keep the secret, and if that meant the two of us fucking, then we fucked.
The other guy had his cock in my mouth, as I knelt on my knees, my upper body supported on my arms as I leant across some seating. I felt hot breath on my bum, on my legs, which were wide, exposing my wet cunt to the camera. It was Marks breath, Marks hands. His breath hot now, his tongue wet and slippery as it made contact with my sphincter. I came immediately, the cock in my mouth gagging me.
I’d been nonplussed when the director picked me out to replace the limp dick. What could I say, “sorry, I can’t fuck Linda, because she’s my Mum.” The trouble was I wanted to.
My tongue was on her arsehole, pushing lightly, when she came. It pulsed, and as it did, my tongue went deeper into her. She came again, almost straightaway. I reached out and found her cunt, she was dripping, so wet. My fingers inside, my tongue inside her. Her back arched as she came again, noisily this time, the groan almost a scream.
“Oh fucking hell, yesssssssssss, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck my cunt, fuck my arse, nooooowwww.”
“Cut,” Giselle called. She quickly strode beside us.
“Right fucking change of plan. We’ll do a DP, and you over there, when they are both inside her she can suck your cock, but when she comes, you take it out, back in after, until the next time, this is fucking great. Ok, action.”
We carried on where we’d left off, my tongue inside her cunt, my face wet from her. Then the other guy pulled her up, and around, until she was on top of him, his cock soon inside her wet pussy, her arse in the air. Her arsehole looked at me. I put my cock against it, it was so hard, it hurt. I looked down, the purple head swollen. It looked too big to fit inside her, I knew she’ stretch, she taken the butt plugs I’d pushed in her, she’d take my cock.
I felt Marks cock sliding inside my anus, pushing its way deep inside me. I’d wet myself when Giselle had picked him, my juices had flowed form me, soaking my knickers. As I sat and waited for him to get ready, I’d left the wettest of wet patches. Now his cock was inside me, and I was on a wave of multiple orgasms. I’d never been quiet, even as a young girl fingering myself at my parents home in bed at night. Now I had a cock in my cunt, and my sons in my arse. My face was flushed, my nipples so hard they were exquisite agony. His big hard cock was all the way in now, and he was fucking me, pulling out of my arse, then pushing hard back in. He knew I like to be fucked hard, I’d told him, me and my son had talked about how I liked to be fucked, how I liked it in the arse. The shoot earlier in the week had been the first, three guys had ripped it open, now the my son was doing it again. Suddenly I had a cock in my mouth, I didn’t suck, it fucked. I was being fucked in the pussy, in the mouth. My son was fucking my arse. I came again, the remembered to pull his cock out, so the camera could get a clear shot of my face as I came twice in quick succession. I knew other girls around me were also being fucked, I could hear them, see one or two, I concentrated on my own pleasure. Marks cock withdrew, I felt empty. I wanted it back. Then it was in front of me. I sucked it, straight from my arse. I’d sucked it before, that first shoot he’d made me come with his tongue when I’d lost control of myself after he’d photographed me masturbating with a vibrator. Then I’d sucked his cock, and swallowed his come. I’d known then he’d fuck me. We’d slept together in the hotel in Warwick, yet somehow not taken the final step. He’d fingered me, to get me ready for shoots, his cock always hard. I’d watched him wank at home, spread my legs, so he could see my cunt as he did it, then let him come on my legs. Now his cock was in my mouth, hard and throbbing. Then it was gone. He pushed me over, so the other guy was under me, my back to him. The other guy took Marks place in my arse, then Mark was on top of me, he looked straight at me, then kissed me softly, as his cock found its way home. He was in my cunt, deep inside me. I came, then came again. I couldn’t stop coming. Over and over again. I panted, gasped. “Oh fucking God, yes, fucking yes. Deeper, fuck me deeper.”
He came last, I sucked the other two, let them come on my face, on my tits. Then it was his turn, I sucked him slowly, making his cock an agony of hardness. He ejaculated deep into my mouth, hit the back of my throat, Jet after jet of his come filled my mouth. He throbbed, and still more dribble out. I captured it all, held it in my mouth. The camera was there of course recording every second. I opened my mouth for it, then swallowed, when I opened it again it was all gone. I swallowed all of his cum, and still wanted more.
The morning flashed by, a pure lingerie shoot, I lost count of the different bra and panties I’d worn. Mark was on hand, clipping and un clipping my bra, pulling my knickers down on occasions, buckling shoes, un buckling shoes. It was glamorous. I loved it. I loved it, but I couldn’t but help think of the afternoon to come.
“Sorry love,” I said to Mark, “those are a bit wet.”
“You need to stop thinking about this afternoons shoot, and concentrate on this mornings,” Mark said.
Linda handed me the pair of purple knickers she had just taken off, there was a wet patch in the gusset.
“You need to stop thinking about this afternoons shoot, and concentrate on this mornings,” I said.
Linda was my Mum. My Mum was a model, called Linda. I now worked for her, as her assistant, which was a secret, only the photographer I used to work for and Mum had done her first modelling assignment for knew. And here I was watching her strip, and holding her wet panties. She was gorgeous, I wanted to fuck her. She knew it, and I know she didn’t mind. My cock was hard, her pussy was wet. We were both excited. But this was work, we had to be professional. I handed her another bra, then the matching panties, I sniffed the soiled ones. She smiled.
“Come on, no time for that, hand me the suspender belt, and get the stockings ready.”
A few minutes later I watched her walk out in front of the camera again, her perfect arse framed by her see through knickers. She turned, and the lights flashed as the camera clicked. She was hot, sexy. She knew everyone in the room wanted to fuck her, including me. Right then though she was imagining the lens was fucking her, that’s why she was being paid the big bucks. My cock protested, confined in my jeans, my balls ached for relief.
I ate some fruit for lunch, that and another bottle of mineral water. Mark had re inserted my butt plug when I had finished the morning shoot. He’d pushed it in my wet pussy, then slipped it into my arse. I’d squeezed his cock through his trousers when he did it. He was so hard. Later he’d need that attending to, I’d find one of the other girls to give him a blow job, that or do it myself.
“What are you thinking Linda,” Mark asked.
“Nothing darling, nothing.” I said innocently.
“Time to get you ready for your big scene, get this over and we’re done here,” Mark said.
We’d been at this fabulous house for three days. I’d been photographed, filmed, fucked, and sucked. This afternoon I would give up my virgin arse to three hunks. I’d almost let Mark have it last night, almost. I still wasn’t sure why I hadn’t. Again in the morning I’d almost fucked him, I had held his cock at the entrance to my pussy, I’d only had to relax my legs and I would have slid down his big hard cock. He’d been sleeping, true in my bed, he’d opened his eyes, and I lost my nerve.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My make up was done perfectly.
“Great job Mark, I like the silver eye shadow, like the way you’ve blended it.”
I looked again, through half closed eyes, through my false eyelashes. Was that really me, I’d never seen myself like that, but Mark had.
I stood, slipped the silk robe off. Mark took it. He handed me a silver thong, it sparkled in the light. To call it small would have been an understatement. It would cover me, but only just. I pulled it up.
“Open your legs a bit,” Mark said. He knelt, and adjusted the material, so my pussy was covered, pulled the string up, so it cut into my arse.
I wore a pair of black heels, eight inch killers. Next the dress, silver again, and again not much of it, the neckline plunged deep, deep to my belly button. My belly button was pierced, and in it I wore a string of faux diamonds. They matched my earrings. The dress didn’t cover my tits. Mark re-arranged both the dress and my errant breasts. I needed some tit tape, but this wasn’t a cocktail party, it was a fuck-fest, and I was the main course. A bracelet on both wrists. I was ready. I was nervous, almost to the point of being scared shitless. But there was excitement too. I’d never had three guys at once before, never had two if the truth be told. I’d been filmed with two guys, and another girl, two girls. But not three. Before I’d started modelling, only a couple of weeks ago, I’d never had another woman, never had a threesome even.
“Linda, you ready?” Mark asked.
“Sorry love, yes ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Good, now one little thing we’ve overlooked, bend over.”
I did as he told me. I trusted him. He was my assistant. He pulled the back of the thong to one side, I felt his hand on my bum, his breath on my back. He pulled the butt plug out of my arse. My anus was open, and ready. I stood back up after Mark had put the thong back in place, the butt plug was in his mouth.
I watched her walk out onto the set, she looked fabulous. I knew she was nervous, she was worried it was going to hurt, worried she wasn’t up to it. It had all been so quick, a few weeks ago, she hadn’t even been naked in front of a camera. She was my Mum, a woman who was always there for me. Now I was there for her, her alter ego at least. Linda. Linda was the woman my mother should have been. She was confident, sexy, glamorous, not short of money. Gorgeous. She walked differently I noticed, straight back chest out, shoulders back. You wanted to fuck her, and maybe, just maybe she’d let you. The three lucky bastards were there, ready to fuck her. They’d make her sweat, make her come over and over. They’d fuck her hard, very hard. I hadn’t told her that. No point giving her something extra to worry about. This was the last scene she had to do, well for the next two days anyway. There were three, no four other girls on the set, they’d be background, but wouldn’t take part in the sex. I watched her stop by one of them, Amy. Linda said something, and Amy giggled, looked in my direction, before nodding to Linda.
“Hi Linda,” Amy said as I reached her. “You get all the good stuff, you lucky cow,” she said smiling.
“Have you still not been fucked since you got here?” I asked her.
“No, not once. I know I’m just one of the extra’s, but you’d think with all this sex going on I’d get a few crumbs.”
“You should have said, look when we’re done, go and fuck my assistant, you know Mark.” I told her.
“Mark, but you’re……..I mean we all thought you and him were an item.” Amy said.
“He’s my assistant, and a bloody good one, got an amazing cock, no you go on, enjoy him, its on me.”
“Really, thanks, if I can ever do anything for you.”
“Come everyone, we have a lot to get through, Amy stop fucking gassing, I want you over there, with your tits out, legs open like a little slut, you three as well. Now Linda, if you wait, be ready for you in minute,” the director said.
I stood by the director, as the filming commenced. The setting was a club. Amy and her three friends were masturbating, the barman looked on disinterested. He dried glasses. I walked in on them, on cue. I walked around, running a hand across a pussy here, squeezing a breast here. I reached Amy, I kissed her, true not in the script, then traced my hand down her body, until I reached her cunt, she wasn’t very wet, I played with her, then penetrated her with two of my fingers, she was wet now, she took a deep breath. She hadn’t expected this, not in the script, she wasn’t paid to come, but she was almost there, her head went back. Her orgasm would have to wait, the three hunks were here. It was time to earn my money. They pulled me off her, pulled me onto the small dance floor, I danced with one of them, then another, they span me round, I danced with the third. He danced holding me from behind. He pulled my dress to the sides, exposing my breasts to the camera. My head was back, I kissed him, and now I wanted him, I wanted them all.
The dress fell to the floor, their hands were all over me, I was trembling with expectation. I squatted, time to suck some cock. So far it had been one take. I liked that, I hated interruptions that it seemed were part and parcel of this new life of mine. They were all big, big and hard. I suddenly wondered if Mark was bigger. I’d have to check, later. I licked their cocks, their balls, then I licked their arseholes, I always liked it when men did that to me, I supposed men liked it too. I’d never slept with a man whose arse I had licked, cocks, yes, balls occasionally. Now it was my turn, one of them was between my legs, his tongue busy. I had a cock in my mouth, another waited his turn. They switched, then switched again.
“Cut!” The director called. I hated him right at that moment. “Mark sweetie, lubrication time.”
Mark was there beside me, the three guys stood waiting, stroking their erections. I spread my legs, allowing Mark to push lubricant into my anus, he used a couple of fingers, working the lube deep, he ensured I was open, open and ready to lose my anal cherry. I should have given it to him. Should have, didn’t. Not a time for regrets. He walked out of the cameras view. It was time, time to earn my five thousand a week.
I straddled a guy, his cock deep inside my pussy, which he was pounding, another in my mouth, my arse high in the air. I felt the third behind me. The cock inside me slowed, hands gripped my hips. I felt the cock at the entrance to my back passage. Pressure on my sphincter, gradual, by continual pressure. The cock in my cunt fucked me slowly, the one in my mouth gone. They wanted to film my face as I gave up my arse. Mark had told them I was an anal virgin. They wanted it all, six cameras recorded it, six cameras, four girls, the sound man, the continuity girl, the guy behind the bar, who really was just the barman, the assistant director, Harry the executive. And my son. They all were there to witness, to record the moment I was fucked in the arse for the first time. The guys had drawn lots to be the first. There was utter silence on the set. The sound mans microphone, the big fluffy thing was above me. They could not retake this, it had to be right. I wondered if they thought I’d scream. The head of the cock was just inside me, I tried to relax. I relaxed my anus. I opened myself as far as I could. He penetrated me. I groaned, The cock in my pussy was hard, big and hard, but still. The only movement was the big hard cock pushing its way into my secret place. It was a Captain Kirk moment, he was going where no one had been before. I groaned loudly, I was sweating.
“Oh God, yes” I screamed, “oh fucking hell, it fucking hurts, no, no don’t stop, more, more. Put it all in, oh God I’m fucking cummmmming.”
The cock in my cunt was again fucking me hard, the cock in my arse was being pulled back, I thought he was going to withdraw, he wasn’t of course. He was almost out, when he slammed it back in. All the way in, in one go. Hard. I screamed then. Screamed with pain, it fucking hurt. It burned. It filled me, stretched me. I loved it.
“Fuck me harder, both of you,” yelled, the script forgotten. Fuck their script. Fuck what I was supposed to do. I wanted this, wanted it for me. If it wasn’t what they wanted, then fuck them.
“I said fuck me harder, if you can’t get the other one in my arse, oh yesssssssssssssss, I’m cummming againnnnnnn,” I gasped.
The three of them fucked me, it seemed so quick, but Mark told me later it had been for almost an hour. We were all covered in sweat. They swapped around, mouth, cunt arse, arse mouth cunt. Cock straight from my arse into my mouth, Mark said that was an ATM, I didn’t care what it was called, I just wanted it. Through my sex haze I saw Amy, still fingering herself, watching me open mouthed. I wondered what Mark thought, my son was out there somewhere, watching his mother have the best sex of her life, and being paid for it. I wondered too what people would think when they watched the DVD, bet they wanked. I was nearing exhaustion. My legs were cramped. I couldn’t take much more, I hoped the fucking director would call for the guys to do their cum shots soon. I needn’t have worried.
Linda had been fucked, and had fucked the three guys in sorts of positions. She’d screamed, she’d sworn, screamed again. How many times had she cum, I didn’t know, I knew she wouldn’t. I had never seen anything like it, and I had watched a lot of porn. This was the best, and this was my mother I was watching. My cock hurt, and not for the first time I wished it was me out there with her. She smiled as she walked towards me, a little unsteadily in her heels.
“I remembered” she said.
I was puzzled. She smiled again.
“I remembered, took my knickers off, but kept my heels on.”
“You did, you were great you know, incredible. My cock hurts from watching you.” I told her as I held her.
“I know it does darling, I’ll fix it, but not right now. Can I have a drink.”
The director came over, with him was Harry.
“That was sensational,” the director gushed.
“Brilliant, I’ll double your money, I want more of that. Brilliant,” Harry said elated.
“Do you want a wrap?” I asked her.
“No, just a drink. I need a drink, and I need to cool down.”
Amy fetched her a bottle of mineral water. She drank it all, straight down.
“Wow, that’s better, thank you.”
We sat on the sofa as she recovered, another bottle of water. She had come in her hair, on her face. She smiled now, “wow, that was some fuck, I didn’t know I could cum so many times, and Mark, thank you, I couldn’t have done that without your help. Now leave me to talk to Harry.”
I saw Harry was standing anxiously to one side, waiting to talk to his new star.
I recovered fast, Harry repeated his pledge to double my pay, conditional on me extending my exclusive. I took him up on his offer.
I stopped off at the dressing room, as I opened the door, I saw Amy, legs wrapped around Mark’s waist, as he fucked her, leaning against the dressing table. She smiled a secretive smile at me.
“That looks uncomfortable, why not take it upstairs,” I said suddenly feeling rejuvenated.
Amy slipped off Mark, and I saw his cock, wet from Amy’s cunt. It was big, and it was hard. I bent down, gripped it. Felt its girth, then took it in my mouth, tasting her. I took it until I choked, then stood up.
“It is you know, it is bigger than either of those three guys,” I said, laughing.
Mark drove down the driveway, and turned east towards Swindon. He drove steadily. I had, had a good night uninterrupted sleep, and felt the better for it.
“You Ok Mum,” he asked.
“Fine darling,” I replied. “So I’m Mum again.”
“Sure we’re not at work, so yes you’re Mum. Look, its going to take us nearly all day to drive home. Then tomorrow, we’ll have to drive to Warwick. So why don’t we drive there now, its not as far as home, we’ll be there in a couple of hours, that gives us this afternoon and evening, plus all day tomorrow to chill, before the next shoot, what do you think?”
“Lets.”
The hotel had us booked for two days time, but it was out of session. Our booking was for a mini suite, did we want two rooms, or an upgrade for two nights.
“No, we’ll take the mini suite.” I said. I paid with plastic, hoping I’d been paid, I hadn’t had chance to check. Maybe I should.
We took the elevator. The suite was their mini suite, it was luxury, what I wondered were there real suites like.
I sat down heavily in one of the armchairs, and kicked my shoes off. Mark was firing up his Ipad up, logging on to check emails, and my bank account.
“Now come on,” he said, “you know you always keep your heels on, but take your knickers off as quickly as you can!”
“And does that apply to your Mum?” I asked.
He didn’t answer, as he had reached my bank account, and was obtaining the access code from the random code generator.
“Fucking hell, Mum, they’ve credited your account alright, ten grand this morning, ape.”
I smiled, still wondering if keeping my shoes on, and my knickers off applied when I was Mum.
“Here Mum, your never going to believe this, there’s some stuff of you here online,” he said.
I went and sat beside him on the sofa. There on screen was me, masturbating with the gold topped vibrator in Gerry’s studio.
“You like watching me?” I asked.
“Wow yes, when you did that first set at Gerry’s in just the bra and knickers I thought you looked beautiful, then as you did more, I was totally gob smacked.”
“You deal with it very well. I had been worried at first.” I said
“Worried?” He asked
“Yes, about my modelling.”
“You needn’t I’m cool with it. Especially as when your working your Linda, my boss, but when your not working you’re my Mum.”
“And what am I now, Linda, or Mum?”
He thought for a moment. “Which do you want to be?
“I’m not sure Mark, I’m not sure, but I want you to hold me, is that alright?” I said.
“Yes, course it is, come on, lets lay down.”
We laid on the bed, and he held me in his arms. I laid my face on his chest, and felt safe. Then I slept.
I woke. Mum was in the shower. I laid on the bed, in just my jeans and tee shirt. She came out of the shower. I’d seen her naked many times in the last few weeks, but each time was like the first time. She was beautiful, her shoulder length blonde hair was wet, but combed back. I saw her smile at me.
“Hard again, I see,” she said.
“Well who wouldn’t be, with you walking around like that.”
“I thought you liked me walking around like this,” she said
“Oh I do, I do.”
“Now lets go and eat. I’m starving, all that fucking over the last three days has made me hungry, come on get ready.”
When I came out of the shower she had dried her hair, and was putting her makeup on, a little foundation, and eye shadow. On the bed were a pair on knickers, green ones.
“Mark, put my butt plug in will you, I’ll be doing more anal I’m sure.”
She bent over, her shapely legs spread, giving me a view of her pussy and anus.
I licked the plug, put it in her pussy, then took it out, and pushed it into her anus. It went in easily, it was only twenty four hours since it had been fucked by the three lucky bastards.
“There you go, its in,” I said. “I assume your Linda for the night.”
“What did you think when you watched me loose my anal cherry?” She asked. Without answering the question.
“Think? Only that they were the luckiest three bastards.” I replied.
“Did you know, I almost let you fuck my arse the night before,” she said.
“Fucking hell,” was all I could say.
“Oh dear, you have a hard on.” She said. “Again!”
The location was on the outskirts of Warwick. It was a nightclub, which had gone broke. When we arrived the place was a hive of activity. The lighting was in place at for various sets. Cameras lay where they would be needed. A young woman was giving instructions to two workmen, they went off to carryout her instructions. She turned, about to snap out some instruction or other to us, but stopped herself.
“Hi, its Linda isn’t it?”
“That’s right, hi,” I said.
“You’re early, or am I running way late?” She asked.
“No, we are early,” I told her.
“Thank fuck for that, sorry, I’m Gisele, I’m the director, or I will be if we ever get this fucking dump sorted. Fucking electric is a fucking nightmare,” she broke off and shouted at the workmen, “not fucking there, that’s a fucking trip hazard, have you never heard of fucking health and fucking safety. For fuck sake!”
“Sorry,” Gisele continued. “Look, the changing rooms are totally disgusting, so I’ve allocated that area over there, the makeup mirrors, and dressing tables are all in place, and working thank fuck, wardrobe is off to the side. The toilets are just beyond. Now you have a colonic booked, she’s here somewhere, doing another girl, everyone’s getting fucked in the arse today, everyone except me, and I’m just getting fucking pissed off. Come and find me when your done. In the meantime this must be your guy, lucky you, I’ll run the schedule by him, then he can sort you out.”
She turned away, “where’s that fucking electrician……………”
The shoot went surprisingly smoothly, Gisele was a dream to work for, despite her swearing every other word, suddenly it was the last set, the two day’s had flown by. My last scene was an orgy, all the girls would be wearing the companies underwear, after all that was the main purpose of the shoot, adult content for their website, which sold sexy lingerie. I was the star of show, of course, and the main focus would be on me. My heels were on as was my underwear, a fabulous set of filmy ivory lace and silk Totally see through, my stocking were the finest denier, held up by a deep suspender belt.
“How do I look,” I asked him.
“Fabulous Linda, hold on, just need to finish the lippy.”
He took his lipstick brush and applied a top layer of glossy red lip gloss. He stood back.
“Perfect.”
“Get me moist,” I instructed him. It had been two hours since my last scene.
He slipped a couple of fingers inside the leg of my knickers, exciting my clit. My stomach had little butterflies as he looked into my eyes, his fingers busy. I gasped as he inserted them, penetrating me with them. I returned his look.
“Are you ready?” Giselle asked, “oh fuck.”
“No I’m ready now Giselle,” I said.
“Thank fuck for that, I thought I was going to have to put everything on hold until you two had fucked.”
There were twelve cameras in all, so quiet an audience. I was part of a foursome, while around us various other couples also got down and dirty. It started fine, right up until the two guys in my group got their cocks out. One of them couldn’t get it up.
“Here let me,” I said after all the cameras had stopped.
I gave him a hand job, no luck. A blow job then, still nothing, the other girl joined me. Surely our combined efforts would be successful. Apparently not.
“Your no fucking good to anyone, get off my fucking set. Fuck, fuck.” Giselle stormed. “Right, I need a fucking man, one with a working fucking cock.”
She turned, and looked straight at Mark.
“You, you’re good with your fucking hands, and I can see you’re got a hard on already.”
The action started once again, Mark was to keep the back of his head to the camera, and at no time was his face to be shown. Giselle explained, “otherwise we’ll fucking have to come back to fucking morrow.”
Secrets and lies. Our lie was our secret. I was Marks Mum, our secret, at work I was Linda, a model, he was my assistant, our lie. We’d talked about this, how we must keep the secret, and if that meant the two of us fucking, then we fucked.
The other guy had his cock in my mouth, as I knelt on my knees, my upper body supported on my arms as I leant across some seating. I felt hot breath on my bum, on my legs, which were wide, exposing my wet cunt to the camera. It was Marks breath, Marks hands. His breath hot now, his tongue wet and slippery as it made contact with my sphincter. I came immediately, the cock in my mouth gagging me.
I’d been nonplussed when the director picked me out to replace the limp dick. What could I say, “sorry, I can’t fuck Linda, because she’s my Mum.” The trouble was I wanted to.
My tongue was on her arsehole, pushing lightly, when she came. It pulsed, and as it did, my tongue went deeper into her. She came again, almost straightaway. I reached out and found her cunt, she was dripping, so wet. My fingers inside, my tongue inside her. Her back arched as she came again, noisily this time, the groan almost a scream.
“Oh fucking hell, yesssssssssss, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck my cunt, fuck my arse, nooooowwww.”
“Cut,” Giselle called. She quickly strode beside us.
“Right fucking change of plan. We’ll do a DP, and you over there, when they are both inside her she can suck your cock, but when she comes, you take it out, back in after, until the next time, this is fucking great. Ok, action.”
We carried on where we’d left off, my tongue inside her cunt, my face wet from her. Then the other guy pulled her up, and around, until she was on top of him, his cock soon inside her wet pussy, her arse in the air. Her arsehole looked at me. I put my cock against it, it was so hard, it hurt. I looked down, the purple head swollen. It looked too big to fit inside her, I knew she’ stretch, she taken the butt plugs I’d pushed in her, she’d take my cock.
I felt Marks cock sliding inside my anus, pushing its way deep inside me. I’d wet myself when Giselle had picked him, my juices had flowed form me, soaking my knickers. As I sat and waited for him to get ready, I’d left the wettest of wet patches. Now his cock was inside me, and I was on a wave of multiple orgasms. I’d never been quiet, even as a young girl fingering myself at my parents home in bed at night. Now I had a cock in my cunt, and my sons in my arse. My face was flushed, my nipples so hard they were exquisite agony. His big hard cock was all the way in now, and he was fucking me, pulling out of my arse, then pushing hard back in. He knew I like to be fucked hard, I’d told him, me and my son had talked about how I liked to be fucked, how I liked it in the arse. The shoot earlier in the week had been the first, three guys had ripped it open, now the my son was doing it again. Suddenly I had a cock in my mouth, I didn’t suck, it fucked. I was being fucked in the pussy, in the mouth. My son was fucking my arse. I came again, the remembered to pull his cock out, so the camera could get a clear shot of my face as I came twice in quick succession. I knew other girls around me were also being fucked, I could hear them, see one or two, I concentrated on my own pleasure. Marks cock withdrew, I felt empty. I wanted it back. Then it was in front of me. I sucked it, straight from my arse. I’d sucked it before, that first shoot he’d made me come with his tongue when I’d lost control of myself after he’d photographed me masturbating with a vibrator. Then I’d sucked his cock, and swallowed his come. I’d known then he’d fuck me. We’d slept together in the hotel in Warwick, yet somehow not taken the final step. He’d fingered me, to get me ready for shoots, his cock always hard. I’d watched him wank at home, spread my legs, so he could see my cunt as he did it, then let him come on my legs. Now his cock was in my mouth, hard and throbbing. Then it was gone. He pushed me over, so the other guy was under me, my back to him. The other guy took Marks place in my arse, then Mark was on top of me, he looked straight at me, then kissed me softly, as his cock found its way home. He was in my cunt, deep inside me. I came, then came again. I couldn’t stop coming. Over and over again. I panted, gasped. “Oh fucking God, yes, fucking yes. Deeper, fuck me deeper.”
He came last, I sucked the other two, let them come on my face, on my tits. Then it was his turn, I sucked him slowly, making his cock an agony of hardness. He ejaculated deep into my mouth, hit the back of my throat, Jet after jet of his come filled my mouth. He throbbed, and still more dribble out. I captured it all, held it in my mouth. The camera was there of course recording every second. I opened my mouth for it, then swallowed, when I opened it again it was all gone. I swallowed all of his cum, and still wanted more.
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