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Harem Slut Nikki
by Popov
It has been one year since I began making adult films. I have an
exclusive contract with Drew Wilson, the porn director. In that
time I've mad some 40 odd films and I've become quite the
Internet celebrity. There are tons of fan websites dedicated to
me. I was nominated for a few adult video awards but lost them
all because I only do anal and oral scenes. I have to say at
first I was a little flattered by all the positive attention. It
was beginning to seem natural to suck dick and get ass fucked,
and I might even say I was starting to enjoy it even though I
always knew, no matter how hard I tried not to think about it,
I was still a straight man.
The problem with all the attention, with becoming a minor star
is that it is now virtually impossible for me to go back to my
old life. Sasha had always said that once she had enough money
for law school I would be allowed to leave her and return to
living as a man. She would even give me all copies of my
stripping video. But this was much, much worse. Even if she did
all that she promised, which is never a sure thing with Sasha,
I have more people who know me as Nikki the slut porn star, than
Nick the straight male. I would be ruined if I went back to
living as a male and somebody found out.
Knowing this I made my best effort to live as a woman. During my
first year as a woman I would get erections watching the
beautiful strippers on stage, and I would retire to the bathroom
and jack-off. But after awhile of constantly being fucked in the
ass and sucking huge dicks, you begin to associate sex and
arousal with the presence of another cock. It became harder and
harder for me to masturbate to the thought or sight of women.
Rather than deal with that I simply stopped masturbating. I
hadn't used my dick in many months. Sasha stopped calling me for
threesomes with Ryan long ago, but even then my dick never made
an appearance.
But like I said I decided to make my best effort to live, act
and think as a woman from now on, it was better than living as
a she-male. I was already numb to the feeling of hard dicks
plunging in my asshole. I was already numb to the feeling of a
slippery cock sliding across my tongue and down my throat, and
I was already numb to the feeling of hot, sticky jizz
splattering on my face or ass or down into my stomach. The next
step was to just learn to enjoy it.
On my last day of filming for Drew we were making Anal High
School 7. In my scene I was a cheerleader who walked into the
wrong locker room and then gets ass fucked by a football player.
I figured this was my chance to see if I could allow myself to
escape into womanhood. Drew yelled action and I pranced into the
locker room in my blue and yellow sweater with the word cheer
written across it, my blue pleated skirt that didn't even begin
to hide my shiny white thong panties. On my feet were pink
Reeboks, no socks.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" said the football
player.
"I'm sorry I must be in the wrong locker room," I replied.
"Maybe not. Why don't you come over here and help me get
undressed, you know the cheerleaders are supposed to be here to
help us out."
I walked over to him swaying my large ass back and forth for the
camera and the dropped to my knees and pulled off his pants. His
huge semi-hard dick flopped out of his pants and landed with a
slap on my face. I peeled off my tight sweater revealing my
enormous boobs and began to pinch and lick my nipples as he
stroked himself to full erection.
"Here baby, give this a taste."
I pulled the huge dick into my mouth and began to suck like I
had so many times before. From hanging out with other porn stars
and getting tips and what not I knew all the tricks to make it
look spectacular. I huffed and puffed on his cock and then began
to let my spit form bubbles over the head of his shiny cock. I
slobbered all over it and let the drool run down my
chin onto my boobs. He began to slide his dick out of my mouth
as I sucked in with all my strength until it made a loud pop as
it jumped out from between my big pink lips.
"Turn around so I can give that ass a workout."
I climbed onto the changing bench and turned my ass towards him.
He flipped my skirt up to reveal my big, tight, round ass
sticking up in the air. He slowly peeled down my panties and the
squirted oil all over my ass. Next I felt the huge plunge. He
drove that massive dick of his straight into my gaping asshole.
It felt like it was poking my stomach. My ass bounced and
jiggled on his dick and smacked against his hard thighs. The
pain quickly went away, I had been doing this for a while now,
and gave way to a mild amount of pleasure. Maybe it was possible
to just live looking on the bright side of things and enjoy
being a woman. But as quickly as the idea came it was squashed.
Squashed by the feeling of my own pathetic dick swinging back
and forth between my long, tan, shaved, feminine legs. How could
I be a woman with that still there to remind me I'm a man? And
how can I be a man when I have around fifty films documenting my
excellent cocksucking skills?
I thought about this as I kneeled there on all fours rocking
back and forth on a real man's huge rod and was knocked back to
consciousness by the first huge splash of jizz landing on my ass
and running into the small of my back. Wave after wave seemed to
jet forth from his gigantic dick and land on my tight butt.
There was so much of it, it began to pool up on my back and run
down my legs.
"Stand up," he ordered.
I stood up and felt all that jizz run down from my back into the
crack of my ass and then down my legs. My skirt fell over my ass
and I pulled my panties up and the camera zoomed in on the
rivers of cum dripping down my body. He gave my nipples a final
kiss and then tossed me my sweater and pushed me out the door.
Drew yelled cut and that was a wrap on my last day filming. I
sat in the shower in the bathroom washing myself and crying
knowing that I was cursed to live as the world's sluttiest she-
male. Drew gave me a farewell assfucking that night, and Sasha
came to visit me at my, well actually her, apartment. Only I
lived there but she paid for it in her name, with my money mind
you, and I had to call her and ask her permission every time I
left.
"So your contract is up and you managed to make even more money
than expected, you should be proud of yourself, I'll be able to
get through law school and have enough left over for a new car."
"Um, Sasha? I was wondering if maybe I could have the extra
money to help myself get started now that I am going to be on my
own. I was thinking I could use it to become a real woman."
"Oh silly sissy. Did you really think I'd let you go? You've
been way too profitable and if I let you go now you might be
found out. If you had the operation you run the risk of someone
recognizing you and telling the press, then it might get back to
me and then what? It would be a huge mess and we don't want that
do we? No it would be way too messy as well for you to go back
to being a man, to many questions as to where you've been and
where Nikki went. That's why I in my infinite wisdom have come
up with a solution for all our problems."
I could feel a shiver go down my spine.
"I've had a few talks with an Arab man over the Internet. He's
been inquiring about American shemales for sale. I sent him a
few pictures of you and he and I have agreed that for 40 million
dollars you will become his shemale sex slave. Doesn't that
sound great?"
"No you can't do this to me, I won't let you, this has gone past
the point of humiliation I won't take it!" My large breasts
jiggled as I screamed cutting
the seriousness behind my threat.
"I figured someday you would remember you still had balls and
stand up to me, that's why I bought this," she said as she
pulled out a stun gun. She stabbed it into my side and my body
fell to the floor in a fit of convulsions. She got on the phone
and called Ryan to come up from the car in the street. He came
up and they tied me and put me in the car. While driving Sasha
injected me with a needle and I fell asleep.
ONE YEAR LATER
I stood there in front of the huge bed. I was wearing a pair of
sheer, almost see-through, pair of pink silk pants. They were
very puffy and tapered into a very tight cuff at the ankle above
my bare feet. My top was a tiny purple bikini top with puffy
see-through yellow sleeves attached. A pink veil covered my nose
and mouth. I wasn't allowed to wear any panties under my pants
so if you looked really hard you could see the outline of my
tiny dick dangling in my crotch.
I swirled, and bent over, and crawled on the floor. I gyrated,
and humped, and pranced around the room. All the while Ahmed
Kandal clapped his hands and whistled. He lay there naked on his
bed eating fruit and drinking wine.
Finally after an hour of dancing for him his dick became erect
which was my cue to stop dancing and begin another form of
entertainment. I crawled onto the bed and took his dick in my
hand. It wasn't nearly as big as some of the porn star dick that
had passed between my ass cheeks, but it was still a good size.
The main problem I had with him was the amount of cum he could
make. Taking a cumshot from him was like getting a bucket of
jizz tossed on you. I had never seen anyone make that much cum
before, not even the most popular of porn stars. Swallowing was
damn near impossible, I usually choked on it and the listened to
him laugh as it spilled out of my mouth and all over me. If he
ass-fucked me, which he really liked to do, it would run out of
my asshole for the rest of the night. Most nights I cry myself
to sleep, usually with his dick in my mouth. This is my new
life.
The End.
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