FabSwingers.com forum: A Wanna Be Model

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

Some may find elements of this story offensive - please don't read if you are easily offended.

A Wanna-Be Model

"Excuse me, I see you have a baby. Can I ask you how old he or she is?"

"She's just three months."

"She looks a beauty; I'll bet she'll grow-up to be a stunner like her mom. I assume you are her mom?"

"Yes she's mine. Sorry, you'll have to excuse me; I have to get on with my shopping now."

"No please don't go yet, I'm sure we have something that will interest you. Wouldn't you like a year's supply of essentials for your baby?"

"What kind of essentials?"

"There's a whole range. Powdered milk, nappies (diapers), baby wipes, baby food in jars, and our new slimming powder."

"Slimming powder for a baby? You've got to be joking?"

"No. We're doing the preparatory work for an advertising campaign for a slimming powder that's helps women loose weight after having a baby. It's made by Gluxo; they're the biggest baby food manufacturer in UK. And you are just the ideal type of woman we're looking for."

"But I've never even heard of this slimming stuff, let alone used it."

"That doesn't matter at all, all that matters is, that you've had a baby in the last six months, and you've got your sexy figure back already. And you fit both of those requirements."

"But what would I be expected to do?"

"First of all, if you sign-up for a days screen test, you get this list of baby products for a year free. And that is irrespective of whether you are used in any advertising. But if you are the one that is selected, it could be worth fifty to a hundred grand, maybe more if other people start using you."

"You're kidding me?"

"No. this is a genuine chance in a lifetime. And like I said even if they don't use you, you still get a years supply of baby stuff. I'll bet that comes to a fair old sum by itself."

"So let me get this straight. If I go for this screen test, I get all that stuff on the list for a year free of charge?"

"Yes. That's it."

"But what does this screen test entail, how long does it take, and where do I have to go to take it?"

"We call it a screen test, but really it's just a simple photo shoot. It takes about four hours. And if you're interested in doing it, we'll take you now. It's about fifty minute's drive, so you can be home by about half past three. But you'll need to get someone to look after baby for you; we wouldn't be able to cope with a baby."

"What you'd want me to go now?"

"Yes. I'm afraid its one of those things you have to grab quickly."

"I'll have to phone my husband to see what he thinks."

"That's up to you. But I know what he'll say. My honest advice is. If you want to do it, just grab the opportunity while you've got the chance. I'm not exaggerating when I say; this is a once in a lifetime chance. If you don't take it, then it's something you'll look back at in the future, and kick yourself for missing."

"But why do you say my husband won't want me to do it?"

"It's a male thing. He'll realise that if you do get selected, you'll be the main bread-winner. Most men can't handle their wife being more important than them. And they don't like other men looking at their wife's body."

"Looking at my body? Why what exactly would I be wearing?"

"For the photo shoot, you'll have your picture taken in just about every style of clothes. That's the main reason we need to take you to our studio."

"But when you say every style, will I be expected to have my picture taken in the nude?"

"No. Don't be silly. There will be some shots in modest underwear, and swimming costumes, but nothing rude or offensive. Now I'm sorry to rush you, but if you are interested, we need to make plans about finding someone to look after your baby. And if your not, then I'm sorry we took-up so much of your time."

So here I was, stood in the entrance to a shopping mall, thirty-five years old, and my first baby sleeping blissfully in her buggy. I had only seconds to decide if I should go with these men and see what comes out of it. Or phone my husband, and let him choose. But why should he know any better than me? At least I could see these men, talk to them, and make a judgement as to whether they look trustworthy. They were stood here in very posh suits, with all the genuine looking paperwork, and ID badges with their photos on their lapels. Shit! If I phone him and he says no, then I can't go against him. But if I don't do this now, they are right; I'll regret missing this opportunity for the rest of my boring life.

"You promise me it's not a con trick?"

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Don't be silly. Would we be stood here in a shopping mall?"

"And this photo shoot thing, the skimpiest thing I'll be expected to wear is a normal swimming costume?"

"As I said there will be all types of clothes that you'll be photographed in. But the most revealing will be a bikini. And I'm sure you've worn one of those before on the beach."

"Ok. I hope I'm doing the right thing. I'll take baby back to my car, and we can drop her off at my mom's. Then I'll follow you."

"Ok we'll follow you to your mom's, but then if you go back to your place, you can leave your car there. You can come with us, there's no need to waste your fuel, were in a company vehicle, might as well let them foot the bill."

"What about me getting home?"

"No problem, we'll bring you, its all part of the service."

"Ok. I'm in the little red Fiat over there."

"Ok we're in the Blue Jag, so I don't think we'll have any trouble keeping-up with you."

As I drove down the road towards my mom's house, my mind was racing; was I doing the right thing. Would I be all embarrassed, and not be able to pose sexily enough? No, I've been topless on the beach when we went on holiday, and when you do that, you've got hundreds of men ogling at you. This was my chance, I'm thirty-five, and I certainly won't get another chance to be looked at sexily again. Yes I am doing the right thing. I'm gonna give this my best shot, try not to be shy, and really show these men how sexy a woman who has just had a baby can look. But what do I tell my mom? And my husband, how much do I tell him? Well its decision time, I'm at my mom's house. As I walk up the path, she has already seen me, and the front door is opening.

"Brenda. This is a nice surprise; to what do I owe this pleasure. Don't tell me, you want me to look after Lisa while you go shopping."

"You guessed it. Do you mind?"

"No, of-course not. Are you going anywhere special?"

"Not really, I'm going to the big super-store park, to look at new kitchens. And you know what it's like dragging the baby around with you."

"You're going on your own?"

"Yes I just want to get a look by myself, before I go around with Harry. You know what he's like; he'll just want to see the cheapest stuff."

"Any idea how long you'll be?"

"All day I'm afraid, will that be alright?"

"Yes. You can be as long as you like. Is all her stuff in the bag?"

"Yes. Everything is there. I should be back by half-three, four at the latest. Thanks mom." I kissed baby. "Bye then, see you later."

Now I headed for my house, and was soon parking my car in the drive and locking it up. I walked to where there big shiny new Jag was parked a few doors down the street. I leaned towards the window of the front passenger door, all the glass was tinted, and I couldn't see inside at all. I was about to rap my knuckles on the window, when it majestically slid down. "Get in the back."

"I was just going to ask if I need to bring anything?"

"Just that sexy little body of yours." I looked through the open window, and I could see the back seat was empty; there were only the two men in the car. They were the ones who I'd been talking to earlier; one was driving, and the other in the front passenger seat. This was my last chance to back out, but it all appeared to be genuine, so I opened the back door and climbed in.

The car set off, and we were soon on the motorway, speeding along in the outside lane. It felt like we were only going slowly, but the speed we were passing other cars was like lightning. They'd passed me a folder with several very wordy documents that all needed signing. I started reading the first one, and the legal jargon soon had my head spinning. So I just asked what each one was for, and signed them all without reading them and then handed them back. Whilst I was leaning forward to hand the folder back, I caught a glimpse of the Speedo, we were doing 135MPH! I'd never been that fast in my life, and it felt smoother than my car at 30MPH. We were travelling on the motorway for at least half an hour, and then we set out into what looked like moorland country. The roads got smaller, until we were in very desolate country, on single track roads.

"Where is this studio we're going to?"

"At the moment it's in nowhere land. What we've got is a big lorry that converts into a mobile studio. It's like those things you see at exhibitions, once you park up, all the sides open and it makes a complete studio. So because some of the team are working the west side of the country, some on the east, and we're doing the middle, they park up in a central place so we can all get to it."

"I suppose that makes sense. But if this is central, and we've travelled miles to get here, that means your team of people must be spread over a wide area?"

"That's right, this week we're covering the whole middle section of the country, from west to east coast."

I began to think what a big important event this was that I'd been lucky enough to get a chance to join in with. And then I started dreaming of what it could mean if I actually got selected to do the advert. At this point I kept telling myself I'd got to be grown-up about this. No school girl shyness, I'm a grown woman, and I needed to try to make an impression. Then the car slowed down, and we were pulling up next to a big exhibition type lorry like he'd described.

Now as I walked these last few steps, I could feel the butterflies in my tummy. Up the steps we went, and once inside, it was difficult to believe this was just a mobile office. They led me up to a big desk where an older man was sitting reading an official looking document. He looked up over the top of his glasses, and his face turned to a big beaming smile. He immediately put the document down, and reached out his arm to shake hands as he got to his feet.

"Why hello. You must be Brenda. I must say I thought they were exaggerating when they told me how sexy looking you were, but now I see you're even hotter than they described."

I blushed at this compliment. It in some way unnerved me. If they were telling me I was good looking, pretty, or something similar, it would be normal. But descriptions like sexy, and hot. These didn't seem to fit with the image of a baby food manufacturers advertising. But I shrugged this off, thinking maybe these people are nothing to do with the food makers, they're just advertising people, and they maybe all talk this way.

He'd now got the folder with the documents I'd been filling in, and he was looking through it. "Right you've filled in the basic measurements and your weight. Here is a simple little costume, it's not very fancy, but it's nice thin stretchy material, so it fits all sizes. If you go into that room over there, you can strip off, and put this on. Then I'll be able to confirm your measurements and weight, and fill in these few other measurements." With that he handed me this small folded piece of material, it hardly looked big enough to make a handkerchief, let alone a costume.

As soon as I got inside the room I looked for a lock on the door, but there wasn't one. I had to tell myself I was being silly. Come-on, they're not going to walk in on you. I stripped off, and pulled on this stretchy costume. Like he said one size fits all, and it did. But it was cut very high, each leg right up to the waist line, and a very narrow piece of material going down to form a gusset. It had absolutely no padding or double thickness anywhere. My first reaction was that I dare not leave the room wearing just this costume. But once again I thought to myself this is what you're here for; they want to see your body, so out I went.

"Oh yes!" There was a chorus of comments, all very complementary, even if some of them bordered on the improper side. "Ok my dear; let's have you on these scales." I stepped onto the scales. "Nine seven. That's super. Ok I've just got to do some measurements. Shoulders' first." He wrapped the tape measure around my shoulders, and as he read off the measurement, one of the other men wrote it down on the form. "Now bust." He repeated this process, measuring all kinds of things like a dress maker would do. He'd finished all my upper body, and then he said. "Right my dear. These next few are the ones that sometimes worry you ladies, especially if you're new to this game. I've got to get the measurement of the tops of your legs, and inner leg length. So first I'll need one leg stood up straight, and the other one nice and wide out of the way. I usually suggest you stand by my desk, and use the desk to balance. Then stretch your left leg across onto that chair. Do you think you can do that for me?"

"I'll try." I did as he'd asked. I was stood upright, but my left leg was almost horizontal, leaving my crotch fully exposed.

"That's a good girl. Now you do realise when I take this measurement, my hand will make contact with your, ahem, well I'll say flesh. But you know what I mean. I know you've signed the disclaimer papers, but maybe you didn't realise that's what you'd agreed to. So just to be sure, are you ok with me touching you?"

Now I had no idea I'd signed anything that allowed him to touch me, as he put it. But it was obvious if he was going to get an accurate measurement of my inner leg length, he'd have to get his measure, hence his fingers, up into my crotch. And he had gone to the trouble of asking if it was ok, so he must be genuine.

"Yes you do what you need to."

"I'm just going to get John to steady you, is that ok?"

"I don't think I need steadying."

"I'd feel happier if he did."

"Well ok, but I'm sure it's not necessary."

"Come-on then John she said its ok." One of the men, the one who'd driven the car, came up and stood right up close behind me, his body pushing up against my back. He wrapped his arm around me, placing his big hand on my tummy, and he pulled me tightly to his body. The man in-charge then asked, "Is that ok, not too tight?"

"Yes its ok. But why does he need to hold me?"

"You realise you are here to be assessed? And that doesn't just mean taking photos; it's your general cooperation and behaviour."

"Yes I guess so."

"Well this is part of that assessment. Imagine; if we were in some exotic location, and we needed to hold you over a dangerous cliff edge. Then it would be no good at all if you got upset, just because someone put their hands on you while trying to make sure you were safe. We need to know you'll do what ever is necessary without hesitation. So are you ok with John holding you?"

"Yes, of course. I just couldn't think why he was doing it. But now you've explained."

"Ok now I'm going to ask Richard to come and hold your ankle, is that ok?" This seemed an unusual request, and obviously once he'd taken hold of my ankle, I'd be restrained in a very vulnerable position.

But as he said, they were just testing me. "Yes, its ok."

"You heard her Richard. Make sure you've got a good tight hold." Richard was soon gripping my ankle, so I was now held in a spread wide open position. "Are you happy so far, you've got no problems with what either John or Richard are doing?"

"No. It's fine."

"Now you do remember saying you have no problem with me touching you? Is that still the case?"

Was he going to just take his measurements, and this was just a test, to see what I'd say? And if I start being awkward at this stage, will that blow my chance of getting selected. I had to trust him. "Yes if you need to touch me, it's ok."

He knelt down and I felt his hand on the inside of my leg, about knee height. He stroked it slowly up and down my leg, not quite reaching my crotch, but going way past what would be stocking-top height. "You have lovely soft skin. Do you mind me just stroking you for a minute?"

"Is this absolutely necessary?" It wasn't that it didn't feel good, but it was obviously getting me aroused.

"No it's not absolutely necessary." His emphasis was solidly on the word absolutely. Then he continued, "If you want to go, you're free to leave at any time."

"Please I didn't mean that. I want the chance to be selected; if this is still part of my assessment, you just carry on."

"Sometimes during a shoot, it's necessary to have our models sexually aroused. This can as I'm sure you're aware, make a big difference to the way your body looks. The shape of your tummy and upper leg muscles change, and this gives that sexy look. But it also makes your nipples show through the costume. You must have noticed your nipples are starting to react to me stroking your legs?"

I blushed, "Yes I know."

"Don't be embarrassed, that's exactly what we're looking for, it's good to have a model that gets worked-up easily. But I'd like to see just how pronounced they get when they're fully aroused. Would you mind if we try some gentle stroking on the outside of the costume?"

I hesitated for a second, but decided to go this one step further. "I guess its ok."

"In that case, I'll carry on down here working on your thighs. While John and Richard work on your tits. What would be really helpful, would be if you can tell us when we find a spot that really gets you going. Then we'll soon get you aroused. It's as important for a girl to get aroused easily, as it is that she has a good figure."

"I'll try."

But in truth, I didn't know if I could stand here letting three strangers stroke my body, and not just any part, I was expected to direct then to my G spots.

Graham's hand slid gently up my leg, until it touched my crotch. I let out a little gasp of breath. He said, "I guess that's found one?"

I couldn't actually reply with words, my body was screaming to ask for more. So all I did was let out a stifled moan. "Mmmmmm."

He stroked slowly back and forth, around the top of my leg, from under my bum, right forward up around the bare flesh exposed by the skimpy cut of the costume. By now both of the others had a breast each, cupped in the palm of their hands. Each time Graham's finger rubbed passed either of my holes or my clit I gave a shiver, and let out another moan. He would just give me a knowing smile or wink.

He wasn't going into the costume, but his stroking was close enough to get my pussy excited. Both of the others were now rolling and tweaking on what were big firm nipples. I'd now gone from scared, to a mixed feeling of fear and anticipation. I knew if they continued this stroking my pussy would soon start getting wet, and not long after that, my knees would go weak, and I'd start thrusting my hips. This I didn't want to happen, but unless they stopped soon, I'd have no control over what my pussy did.

Graham looked up at me. "This is really getting you hot, isn't it?"

"Y...yes."

"Now you can see why I've got John holding you. How much more can you take before your legs go weak?"

"I...I don't know. Please stop now."

"So you're saying you won't let me give you the final test?"

"No, I didn't say that, I just don't want you getting me too aroused."

"So does that mean I can give you the final test or not?"

I knew that if I wanted to stand any chance of getting a modelling contract, I'd have to undergo this final test. But I didn't want him inside the costume, playing with my pussy. After all, it was one thing him rubbing my legs and letting the other two caress my breasts on the outside of the costume. But it would be a giant leap letting him feel my pussy. So I decided, even if I didn't get selected, it wasn't worth letting him finger me.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Only, if it doesn't involve you putting your hand inside my costume."

"And if it does?"

"Then I'll have to tell you to stop. Even if it means I have to go home with nothing."

"Well that's ok then, because the final part of this test doesn't involve my touching your flesh at all. So can I carry on?"

"Ok."

He moved his hand directly under my crotch, and lifted until I felt one of his fingers make contact with the thin material of the gusset of the costume. My reaction was automatic, instant, and completely involuntary. Even though I was being held by my tummy, my hips sort of plunged downwards, pushing his finger and costume material into my cunt hole. Maybe only half inch or so; but that was enough to send a shudder through my whole body (and my body hole). He then drew it forwards, out of my hole, along my slot until he reached my clit. His finger circled around my clit, which with my aroused pussy, didn't take much encouragement before it swelled like a little dick with a hard-on.

This was something my husband would always tease me about; he'd call me a chick with a dick.

"Jesus, is that your clit?"

"Please stop now."

"Oh come on. You can't expect me to stop now, that clit of yours feels amazing. Just let me pull the costume across to get a look at it."

"No please don't."

"If you let me just have a quick look, then we'll get on with the shooting, and I'll give you top marks for this part of your assessment."

"Just a look? You have to promise you won't touch me?"

"I promise. Now can I look?"

"Ok. But it is just a quick look, and then you'll let me get my legs closed."

"Let go of her leg and get that desk cleared off. Come on John, I'll take her legs, let's get her on her back."

"What are you doing?" But they didn't answer until I'd been lifted up onto his desk, and had Richard holding my leg one side, and John the other. I was spread wide, with Graham (the boss) stood right up close to my crotch.

"We're only going to have a look like you said we could."

"I never said you could lay me back and open my legs like this. Please, I want to get up."

"But all of us wanted to see it, so now we have got you here, can we have that look?"

It wasn't what I'd wanted, but it seemed pointless making an issue out of it. "Ok, but remember just a look, no touching."

He put both hands into the front of the costume where it narrowed and plunged its way towards my pussy. I'd expected only one hand, and that he'd simply pull it across to one side. But no, his two hands gripped the material, and with a quick apposing tug, the material shredded apart. The stretchy design of the costume now meant the front shot up towards my bust, and a quick lift of my bum by John and Richard, allowed the back to do the same. The costume was now no more than a skimpy midriff showing top

"Oh god no. Please let me close my legs."

I struggled, but they held me tight. "Lay still my dear, you said we could have a look, and that's what we're doing. We won't hurt you."

"Please, you've had your quick look. Let me get up now."

"Oh Blast! You've gone off the boil; your clit has disappeared back into hiding. Can I just stroke your pussy to get it aroused again?"

"No please, you promised no touching."

"That's right we did, but you said we could look, so if we keep to our side of the bargain and don't touch you, we can look some more?"

"You said just a quick look."

"But what is quick, it's all relative. Come on we've seen it now, surely it won't hurt if we look at you a bit more? Lets say just a minute; you can time us on the clock up there."

"Ok one minute, but then you let me get dressed?"

"It's a deal, one minute starting as soon as the second hand gets to the top, and then we'll give you the next costume and start shooting."

There was about fifteen seconds to go before the second hand got to the top, but what the hell, ogling at my pussy for one minute or one minute fifteen seconds, what's the difference. But although they weren't actually touching me, both John and Richard were pulling my legs into different positions, obviously trying to stretch my pussy open more. I couldn't stop them, and I guess I'd agreed to it, so I kept quiet and let them get on with it.

But as soon as the second hand completed its revolution of the dial, I said, "Ok minute up. Come on let me get down."

They both lowered my legs to the floor, and I got to my feet. "Spoil-sport, we were enjoying that. But you can definitely say you past part one with flying colours. Now here is a bikini, go and put it on, and we'll be waiting in the studio, it's through that door."

They all went one way; I went back into the little room to get changed. The first thing I noticed was all my clothes that I'd left in the room, were all gone, and so was my handbag. My handbag had my mobile phone, and my purse with all my credit cards and cash. Without that, I was really in trouble. I was about to dash out to ask where they'd all been put, and suddenly realised, I was naked from the waist down. I stopped and put on the bikini, this was so small it was hardly worth bothering with.

Three small triangles of material, they were maybe three inches along each side, and a few lace ribbons to hold the whole thing together. One almost covered my pussy's bushy mound, held in place by ribbons that tied on each side of my waist, with only a single ribbon dropping through the crevice of my bum, to anchor the bottom of the triangle. Then each breast had its own triangle, with a bow tied behind my back, and one around the back of my neck.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *avid101999Couple
over a year ago

northampton

and what next?

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

Now when I first got here, there was no way I'd have worn anything this skimpy, but I reasoned, they'd seen my pussy already. And now for a reason I couldn't even explain to myself, I just wanted to be selected. So assuming the worst part (the touching bit), was over, I now thought it was just the photos.

So off I went to see what this studio was like.

As I opened the door, I was blown away by the sheer size of the place, it was at least thirty feet long, and over twenty feet wide! At the far end directly in the middle was a bed, circular. It must have been ten foot across. There were big flood light stood all around the place like you see when they shoot movies. There was a man sitting on a camera seat, this was also exactly like you see when they're shooting a movie! Then there was another man with a big camera on his shoulder, not a simple home video camera, a big professional one. And over the other side one more camera-man, that makes three in all. This third one had a still camera, with a lens on the front like a dustbin.

Then there were five men sitting on a couch to one side. Three were black, two white, but somehow foreign looking, Italian, or some other European country I'd guess. All these men were naked, well almost; they had the smallest of pouches that cradled their dicks.

Then at the other side was another couch, where Graham, John, and Richard were sitting.

For a second the awesomeness of this set-up took away the burning question I'd dashed in here to ask, and then suddenly as Graham spoke, it came back to me. "Are! There you are my dear. You look stunning in that costume."

As I dashed across to where he was sitting, Richard chirped up. "She'll look even better when we get her out of it."

I let his comment pass with out reaction. "What have you done with my clothes?"

"Calm down dear. What are you talking about?"

"My clothes! And my handbag, they're all gone. Where have you put them?"

"Calm down, I'm sure we can sort this out. I don't know what's happened to your stuff, but it can't be far away."

"Look I left them in that room where I got changed and they're not there now."

"But dear, we were all in the room with you, we couldn't have taken them. These guys were all down this end of the unit, so they couldn't have touched them either. Hey I know what's happened, which room did you just get changed in?"

"The small room off the place where your desk is, that's where I got changed the first time."

"There are two rooms, one on the left, and one on the right, they are both identical. Your pussy was so worked up, and you were in such a state, I bet you just went into the wrong one."

Could he be right, could I have used a different room? I guess in a place like this, they would be identical. And as he said, we were all together in his room all the time, I'd have known if any of them had been in and touched my stuff.

"Maybe you're right. I'm sorry I got so upset, I'll just go and check to make sure."

"Ah ah. I wouldn't if I was you, you're still being assessed, and I expect you to trust me, not go checking what I tell you."

"But I just wanted to make sure."

"And if you can't find them! Then you'll get all upset and spoil our shoot. That is exactly the kind of thing that we don't want our models doing. If I say it'll be ok, you just get on with the job in hand, and I'll make sure its ok when we've finished. Is that a deal?"

"I guess so, so long as you're sure my stuffs ok?"

"SURE YOUR STUFFS OK! DON'T YOU EVER QUESTION ME LIKE THAT AGAIN! If you're going to start being awkward, I can soon turn into Mr Nasty. You do realise that if I wanted to, I could just chuck you out now, and even ask for that bikini back, it is ours after all. We could just pack-up the unit, and drive away leaving you out here on the moors, with thirty miles to the nearest phone box. That's if its not been vandalised."

I was panic stricken by his reaction, and I pleaded, "Please. Why are you saying these things, what have I done?"

"I'm just getting a little fed-up with your attitude, either you're here to please me, and maybe get selected, or you can just fuck-off now! Its nice and sunny out there, I'm sure a friendly rapist will give you a lift if you show a bit of leg. Oh I forgot; you'll be showing more than just your legs."

"Please, I'm sorry. You're scaring me talking like that. I promise I'm not trying to be awkward. Please I really want to get selected; I've done everything you've asked me to do. Just tell me what you want me to do next."

"She's right boss, and anyway you know we're all dying to see her clit when it gets excited again."

"I suppose you're right John. Let's forget I got upset, and start again. Where was I?" His manner calmed down just as quickly as it had got aroused, and he was now talking softly again. But I was once again filled with mixed feelings; I was terrified by the thought of being left out here to walk the moors naked, without my phone or any money. But on the other hand, John was on about getting me worked up again, so this was also a worry. But strange as it sounds now, at the time it seemed like the lesser of the two evils.

"You had just complimented her on how nice she looks in that bikini."

"That's right, she is stunning. Isn't she?" Then he looked at John. "Go and get that pedestal and bring it across here." John collected this pedestal thing. It was a circular platform about two foot across, and about eighteen inches high. He placed it on the floor in front of Graham, who said, "Ok hop up love." I didn't like the thought of opening my legs in this bikini, even to step up this far. I knew it only had a thin ribbon of cotton running under my crotch. And knowing this, I at first hesitated to get onto the pedestal. But then as I saw the anger building in Graham's face, I lifted my foot onto the platform, and stepped up. It felt very bizarre being up here and all of them sitting down there looking up at me.

"Ok I know it's not very wide, but get your feet to the outer edges, so your legs are spread as wide as it will allow." I didn't hesitate; there was brusqueness in his voice, which somehow worried me. My feet were soon to the rim of this platform, not what you'd call spread wide open. But with the minimal cover afforded by this bikini, and them all seated below me looking up, wide enough to allow them a good view of my pussy lips.

"Right my lovely. How does it feel standing there like that?"

Assuming this was a test question, I answered with what answer I thought they'd want to hear. "It feels ok."

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *tarbuck69Couple
over a year ago

lifton

What a fantastic story thank you

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Can I get you to express yourself a bit more? Maybe you're still shy. Please try to overcome your shyness, you're amongst friends here."

"I am still a little shy; I'm not used to doing this kind of thing."

"Ok, it's understandable. But we are your friends, and we are trying to help you get selected. What I'm looking for, is an honest answer, but one that maybe you're too shy to express. You know, if standing up there with us all looking up at your crotch makes you feel aroused. Then don't just tell me you feel ok, tell me it feels good to have you all looking at my pussy, or it turns me on when you look at my cunt. Don't feel shy about what words you use, your mom won't know if you say cunt instead of pussy. Do you get the idea?"

"Yes. I think so."

"Ok I'll ask the question again. How does it feel standing there like that?"

I plucked-up all my courage, and tried to say what I thought would please him. "Well if you want the real truth, I know this bikini doesn't cover the lips of my cunt. So I know that's what you men are all looking at. It feels like you all desire my body, and that makes me hot."

"That was excellent. Now we can move to the next stage."

"What, the photographs?"

"No. Not yet. One more thing to do first."

"But you said in there, that once I'd let you look at me, we'd start the shooting session."

He'd launched himself from the couch, "Right that's it! Fuck her off out of my sight. I've had enough of her stupid questioning." And then he just stormed out of the studio.

I was dumbfounded.

"You stupid girl! Do you realise what you've done? He had just said before you came in, that once you've finished the photo shoot, we were going to call a halt to our search. He'd decided you were perfect for the role. He was even talking about using you for a few other contracts we've got lined-up. Your bloody future was made. This time next year, you wouldn't have been able to pickup a magazine without seeing your face smiling back at you. What ever possessed you to question him? Can't you see he doesn't like being questioned?"

By now I was curled up on the couch, with my face in my hands sobbing my eyes out. "I...I'm sorry. Sob. I...I didn't mean to get him upset. But he did say we'd do the shoot next."

"Who cares what he said? All he was going to ask you to do was to talk a bit more about yourself, and then we'd be into the shoot. You'd better pray he calms down. Because if not he'll be back in here ordering us to pack-up the unit, and make no mistake, he will chuck you out and leave you stood there naked."

"Please no. You wouldn't let him."

"Are you joking? We do as we're told; otherwise we're out of a job."

"Isn't there anything I can do to put things right?"

"Only pray. And if he does come back, and give you another chance, just go with whatever he asks you to do. Once he sees you'll do what he wants without any sign of hesitation, he'll get the shooting session underway. After all, the shoot is what we're all here for. So no matter what he asks, don't hesitate, do it instantly, with a big smile as though you're enjoying it. And for god's sake don't ask him why he wants; what ever he's just asked you to do."

"What do you think the chances of him chucking me out are?"

"Look, if you really do want this job, I can guarantee it's yours, just so long as you go along with him. But are you prepared to do what ever it takes? If you can swear to me that you're not going to upset him again. That this isn't just something that would be nice to have. Its got to be something you've really got to have, and are prepared to put yourself out for. If you can promise me you'll do anything, no matter what it takes, then I'll go and try to convince him to give you another chance. But if you screw-up, it wont just be you getting chucked out, I'll loose my job for sticking-up for you."

When he told me all that stuff about me making it as a model, I'd swallowed his bait, hook, line and sinker. He'd now got me completely hooked, the thought of being famous, and having my picture in all the magazines. I even convinced myself it would be worth letting this man have me on my back again, spread wide open, whilst they took turns playing with my clit. I obviously wasn't going to offer this, and of course I'd resist. But I knew in my heart of hearts, that I'd not win him over by saying a few dirty words.

So believing I'd pushed my own boundaries further than they'd expect me to go, I said, "I promise I'll do what ever he asks me."

"Ok but remember I'm counting on you; be sexy, and make him feel special, that's the secret."

"You're a bloody fool." That was John talking to Richard.

"What are you going on about?"

"You! You'll go out there, plead her case, Graham will come back in fully expecting that she'll let him work her pussy-up, so he can see that clit he's been going on about. She'll say no, and you've just lost a really cushy well-paid job."

"She wouldn't let me down, you heard her promise."

"Ok. I'll ask her. Well?" He looked at me. "Come-on. Don't look dumb. You just heard what I said to him. Will you let him work you-up again, and look at your clit?"

Now I was put on the spot. But in truth, he'd only confirmed what I'd thought they would expect of me. Like I said before, surely it's worth it? I mean they'd already done it once. "If that's what he asks me to do, I'll let him."

"With us all watching?"

"Why not?"

"Prove it."

"I will, when Graham comes back in."

"But if you don't come up with the goods, Rich will be out of a job."

"I just said I'll do it."

"Look you silly bitch, you need to prove it to Rich now, before he puts his job on the line."

"How?"

"You lay back, and let us spread your twat open, and then I'll believe you."

I knew this was it; I had to put-up or ship-out. I just lay myself back on the couch, and lifted my legs high and wide.

"You have to tell us. We can't touch you, unless you tell us we can."

"You can both spread my legs open."

Then Richard asked. "And we can finger it, to get it worked up?"

I didn't like the thought of this, but reluctantly I said, "Yes. You can finger me."

John said, "I want to kiss it as well?"

I thought; what the hell difference would it make? "If that's what it takes. Yes. You can kiss it."

He was soon down on my pussy, his tongue lapping in my hole, and up my slit. It was obvious I'd soon be out of control, and I didn't know how this would end-up. And then to my surprise. "Ok John, that's enough. If we get her too worked-up, Graham will go ballistic."

John did as he was told and sat up, still holding my legs spread wide. But there actions had proved that they were both obviously worried about this Graham character.

"Jesus Rich. She's fucking awesome. Look at her clit."

My bottom triangle must have pulled up forwards, uncovering me completely. They were both staring and mesmerised by what they saw.

"Fucking hell; and you only just licked her for two seconds." And then to me, "Come-on you'd better get stood back up and I'll try to get Graham to calm down. You aren't gonna let me down are you?"

"I promise I'll let him go as far as it takes."

"Good girl, and I promise you won't regret it. This time next year, you'll look back, and thank god I got you to go just that little bit extra."

"I want to thank you now, honestly. I really do appreciate what you're doing for me."

As soon as he left the room, John stretched his arm across to where I was standing. "Come-on open your legs, I want another feel before they get back." I didn't argue, I just parted my legs. His finger slid back along my slot, and straight up my wet pussy. But I could tell it wasn't just one finger, he was ramming up and down with his first two fingers. I let him carry on without making any comment. At first, it felt rough and as though I was being abused. But before a minute was up, my pussy was reacting, and I was now having difficulty stopping myself from buckling at the knees, and then laying myself open for him.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Hadn't you better stop before Graham catches you?"

"Why should I?"

"Please if you don't stop soon, my legs will go, I'll have to lie down. You heard what Richard said. If Graham finds you fingering me, you'll get into trouble."

He got to his feet while still ramming my hole, with the two fingers up my cunt. Then his other arm slipped around my back, and he lifted me; carrying me across, and laying me on my back on the couch. He pulled my legs wide, and continued ramming away. I could do nothing but lift my hips, and take all he wanted to give me. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw the door opening. All I could think was; if Graham is angry with John, I hope I don't get into trouble.

"So she's come around has she?"

"Yes she's as hot as a space capsule re-entering the earths atmosphere, and as wet as the ocean it lands in."

"Ok let her calm down now, I want to talk to her." John took his fingers out, and moved out of the way for Graham to sit at the end of the couch. As I slowly subsided from my state of arousal, I was conscious of my wide open legs, so I pulled my knees back together. "No need to close them now my dear, you just lay there spread wide open, so I can see that lovely cunt of yours."

I no it sounds silly, being as John had just been ramming my cunt, but it took all my resolve to get myself to open my legs for him. But I did it, and I lay there showing everything I've got.

"Now they tell me you're going to go all the way, what ever I ask you to do?" I didn't like the sound of this, and it must have showed on my face. "That wasn't the look I was told to expect. And you're pulling your knees together again." I hadn't realised, but he was right, my knees were almost closed, I rapidly opened them. "At the risk of repeating myself, I'll explain this one more time. I'm on the point of chucking you out, but I know if you can only get over your shyness, you'll be one hell of a super star. Listen, and don't interrupt. I'm not just thinking of you for this silly slimming campaign, I can think of a string of work I can use you for. Some of it is nude work, but it is all very respectable, TV and cinema advertising. A model is just a body to either hang clothes on, or be filmed to make an illusion or dream to sell some product or other. Nobody is interested in your brain, opinion or anything you have to say. The director, whether it's me or someone else, decides what you'll do and show, you don't question any decision he makes. He has experience, and he knows what look he wants, and how he can cut the shoot afterwards to make a respectable advert, that *oozes sex. You know absolutely nothing about filming or photography. Just remember that, and what ever I or any other director in the future asks, just give it all the conviction you've got, and you'll soon be one rich bitch. Once you're famous, then you can start acting like Kate Moss or one of the other super bitches. Now the life is glamorous, but it is still work, and when I ask you to do something, I'm just being polite. In a work situation, ask is really an instruction. Now make up your mind once and for all, do you really have what it takes to make it big? God gave you the raw material, it's up to you whether you use it, or waste it. Ok I've said my piece, I know I went on a bit, but now it's up to you. Are you staying, and shooting for the stars, or going for a lonely walk home?"

I was sat there trying to take it all in, they had me totally convinced I'd be a super star model, all I had to do was go along with him.

"I want it. Please make me a super star. I promise I won't question why you need me to do anything again; I'll do what ever it takes to get the photos you want to take."

"That's good. But you've seen its not just photos, we're shooting film as well, and your reply has been recorded. But just to be sure, turn and face Jim on that camera, and say that we have your full consent to film or photograph you in any position or pose that we want."

I turned around. "You have my full permission to film or take pictures how ever you want me. Was that ok?"

"Not word perfect, but it'll do. Now let's have you over on the bed."

I was so excited, I about ran over to the bed, and leapt onto it. "Are we gonna start shooting?"

"Don't you worry your pretty little pussy, we'll all be shooting soon."

I must be thick, I was so excited, that one went right over my head, without me realising what he meant.

He turned to the men sitting on the other couch. "Come-on lads, time to earn your money." All five men walked across, and now they'd stood up, I appreciated their size. They were all built like body builders, their muscles rippled as they walked. But more exciting, or do I mean worrying, was the massive bulging in their posing pouches. They were all packing some very heavyweight tackle. The three black guys went to one side of the bed, and stood at what would be eight nine and ten on a clock face. The two white men went to the other side and stood at two and three. Then there was John, Graham and Richard stood at five six and seven. The two camera men who were on their feet, kept moving about, and pushing their cameras in-between, as and where they wanted to. The other camera man was up in the air, on a big arm thing, looking down on the bed.

So here I was, skimpy bikini, eleven men surrounding the bed.

"Are you ready to show me the real Brenda?"

"Yes."

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *eeBee67Man
over a year ago

Masked and Distant

Loving it.

Do hope theres more.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Choose one of my studs from either side of the bed."

Because of the way they were around the bed, it had to be one Black man, and one white.

"Him and him."

"Ok lads hop up." The two men I'd selected jumped onto the bed, and sat either side of me. "John. Get the rest and lay her back at just off upright." John went around the bed, and pushed an adjustable padded back rest up to my back. As it touched me Graham said. "Just lean back dear, let it take your weight." I leaned back. "Forward a bit more John. Whoa. That's it. Does that feel comfortable?"

I was leaned back with my shoulder no more than a foot off horizontal. "Yes its fine."

"Can you still reach your pussy?"

"What, you want me to try?"

"No questions. Just do it." I rapidly reached my fingers down to my crotch, and stopped with my finger tips touching my pussy lips. "Would you like to show us your pink flesh?" I pushed my fingers into my slit, and prised my cunt open. "That is absolutely super. You are coming on. Does it feel ok?"

"I can't believe I'm doing it. But I guess its ok."

"Ok you've showed me you can reach your cunt, now rub both your nipples, I want to see them standing proud again." I brought my hands up to my breasts, and started caressing my nipples. "While you're busy doing your tits, will you pretend you're in a film or advertising shoot. As sexily as you can make it, ask Trevor and Ben if they'll stroke your legs."

I held my legs high in the air, and slowly swung them back and forward. "Hey guys, this little lady has got two legs that are just dying to be stroked."

"Not bad. Ok guys get down here, and see if you can get some action going. Ok now pick two more guys, to take over on your tits."

I looked first to one side, and then the other. "Ok boys, I guess I'll have you and you."

"Pull that back rest from behind her; I want her flat on her back now." Someone did as he said. "Lie back, and think about who is rubbing where. Don't let then waste time, if they're cold, then direct them in on the area you know will excite you. Don't be shy, remember this is just filming. Oh and just so you know who to tell what, it's Harry on your left tit, and Jake on your right. Come-on I want to hear you directing them, until you're that far gone, that all we can hear is your moaning."

If he wanted sexy, and this is what it takes to be famous, then sexy he was going to get. "Jake darling, can you slip the bow on your side of my top, and then the one behind my neck. Harry will you loose the other one. That's it. Now can you both suck on my tits?" They didn't need telling twice, they were sucking away, at my nipples, which were soon swelling and driving the most wonderful feeling I've ever experienced right through the whole of my body. Having two men arousing me at once was something else.

Then I heard Graham again, "Very good so far, but don't forget these two guys."

Forget them, who was he kidding; they were stroking around my inner thigh, and had my legs spread wide open. One of them had moved his attention from its original position, licking just above my knee, and was now on the inside of my leg at about stocking top height. As his tongue slid higher, my pussy went up a gear. Then as his tongue reached the edge of my cunt lips, I could feel my hole was pulsing open and closed. When his tongue lapped across my hole, my cunt took-over control of my actions, and I thrust myself towards him. His tongue entered my hole, and he wrapped both his arms around my legs, anchoring me to his face. He was lapping the length of my slit, and my pussy went wild. I could tell I was now producing cunt juice and not just a slight dribble. But as fast as my cunt *oozed out it sticky fluid, he lapped it up.

"Ok boys, that's enough for now." They all stopped immediately, and I was left with my legs still wide open, and cunt still *oozing juice. I had such a feeling of disappointment; what did I want? Did I really want them to fuck me? But it was as he'd said, just filming, so I resigned myself to just lying here, legs wide open with them all looking, while I waited for my next instruction.

Then, as I calmed down from my heightened state of arousal. "No. Harry and Jake, you can keep her tits going, I just want her cunt clear for a moment. Right dear, are you ok to talk yet, or are you still too far gone?"

"I...I'm ok, I think. Oh god! That was like I've never known it."

"You liked it?"

"Oh yes."

"I know you're still in a state, but try and speak clearly for the filming, and this time, not sexy, but as crude as you can make it. Ask Ben to take your bikini bottom off for you, and then get him to suck your clit. But when you're asking him, I want you to tell him what to expect."

"I'm not sure what you mean?"

"Your clit my dear. It's not an everyday looking clit, is it? Before he actually removes the bikini bottom, tell him what your clit is like. Be as crude as you can. I want a dirty little bitch."

"Hey Ben, I bet you've never seen a clit like mine. Get back here and rip off my bikini bottom. When you lick at my cunt, my clit will push its head up from my slit. And when you take it in your mouth, and suck on it, it'll grow that big, you'll think you're sucking a little boy's dick. And if you suck me good, you'll find out I'm a gusher, my cunt with cover you with cum."

"Very good, you do know how to talk dirty. Go on Ben, you go for it, and don't stop until she cums her juice. If she is really a gusher, we definitely want to get it on video." Ben pulled the little ribbons either side of my bikini, and I lifted my bottom as he pulled it clear. "Good girl, now you're really showing us, that you mean business."

Then he got his face back down into my crotch, and his tongue lapped up my slot. It took no time at all for my cunt to get back to its domination of my bodily actions. I could feel I was lifting, and when he started sucking my clit, I felt it swelling up. It must have taken him by surprise, even though I'd been made to tell him about it. He lifted himself up from me, so that he, and I guess the rest of them, could get a good look at it.

"Fucking hell, she has got a dick." He said.

Graham then replied. "Go on then, try wanking her, like she's a twinky."

So as I say my whole body was on fire, I was humping up and down, my clit was poking up. This clit stands at least an inch, maybe an inch and a half long. Everyone that has seen it, admittedly that isn't that many men, but every one has been amazed by it. Ben had now got my clit in between his finger and thumb, and was wanking it, like it was a dick, while he flicked the end with his tongue.

Graham said, "Tell us as crudely as you can, how that feels."

"Oh god. My cunt is going wild."

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Do you want him to fuck you?"

"No. Please no."

"Ok just keep working on her; I want to see her cunt squirting."

The two men were still nibbling and sucking my tits, and Ben was wanking my clit. But there was also something else going on! I could feel someone fingering my cunt, poking up me, and then pulling right out, and rubbing their finger around my bottom. The more he did this, the hotter I got. Then as the finger was circling the hole of my bottom, the end of it pushed inside! Not far, just enough to make my hole open for it. The other things going on, had got me so worked up, I couldn't actually protest, or even try to stop this anal intrusion. I must have been naive, because I'd never been fucked in the arse, or even thought that anyone would want to touch me there.

My humping got more frantic, and this aided the finger to probe me deeper. It was still dipping into my cunt, coming out all wet and juicy, and using my body thrusting I was in effect ramming my own arse with it. Well by the time I was ready to cum; he'd got two fingers together, and was ramming me violently. As I started screaming my cries of delight, Ben moved clear to allow the camera to see my pussy squirt. On each thrust, my cunt would open, spraying a jet of juice. The finger was still deep up my bum, but now it was still, and my juice was spraying all over what I could now see was Graham's arm.

Once I'd calmed down, I was laid motionless, legs still wide open.

"That was pretty good, how do you feel?"

"I don't know, it feels very strange. I can't hardly believe I've let you go this far."

"But you feel alright about it?"

"I guess so."

"What about my fingers up your bottom?"

"Oh God! I...I knew you, or someone was doing it, and it was hurting at first. But I'd forgotten about that, and I didn't realise, but you've still got them there."

"Yes I have, haven't I? Did you like it?"

"I'm not sure."

"But it can't be hurting you?"

"No, only at first."

"That's the same for all virgins; I bet your cunt was like that the first time."

"I guess so."

"Are you ready to do the next thing for me?"

"Yes. But can I ask you something without you getting angry with me?"

"Go on then; you've done well so far, so I'll let you this time."

"All these things you're getting me to do?"

"What about them?"

"Well when Richard first asked me if I wanted to come for a screen test, he said it would be just simple photographs."

"Yes. But what's your question?"

"Well surely I've done more than just photos?"

"So you have my dear, and that's why you're going to be the one who we select, and you'll be the one who becomes a super star. Was that what you wanted to know?"

"Well, I'm just wondering. If you say you're going to select me, then do I have to go any further? You've seen me naked, and all fingered me. Haven't I gone far enough to show you I'll do what it takes?"

"Well you're right up to a point, and if you say that you don't want to go any further, then I'll respect that, and I won't ask you to do another thing for us. But, just maybe, I might think to myself. She didn't really go all the way, and if I do make her a super star, will she just get all uppity and too big for her boots. So you see, I'd much prefer it if you'd do just a few more things for me. But it is your choice."

"Can I ask you just one more thing?"

He gave his fingers that were still stuck up inside my bottom, a quick back, and forward jerk. "Well I guess being as you're still stuck on my fingers, I'm sure I can let you ask just this last one question."

"Please, don't get angry when I ask you."

"I won't."

"I promise I will go further if that's what it takes to make sure I get selected; but you promise me that if I do, that you're not just stringing me along, I will get the modelling job?"

"I promise. If you don't believe me, I'll get one of them to bring the contract in now, and we can both sign it."

"No. You don't need to do that, I will trust you. Can I just ask one more question?"

"Look girl, we'll be hear all day at this rate, you've asked enough surely?"

"Please one more?"

"If this question is that important, then you can do something to earn it."

"What?"

"Well poor old Blake over there is the only one that didn't get involved in the last session with you. If you take his pouch off, and hold his dick, I'll let you ask another question."

"Ok, but can I ask my question first?"

"Ok, I'm sure if you can trust me about making you a model, I can trust you to keep to your word and play with his dick."

"I know I said I'd do what ever you asked me to do, but I never ever expected you be asking me to go as far as I have already gone. Please tell me you won't expect me to let anyone fuck me."

"Don't be a silly girl, what do you think we are. This is all just make-believe, for the benefit of the camera."

"Oh good. I really was getting worried that you were expecting me to let one of these guys fuck me."

"Well rest easy, that isn't going to happen. There are two more roles I want you to act out, and they both involve simulated fucking, but its only the way we shoot it, and cut the film afterwards, that leads people to believe they've seen you getting fucked. You've already shown us, you'll go along with some degree of bodily contact with my big male hunks. This next stage will just take that a little further."

"But it will only be simulated fucking?"

"I've answered you once; don't push your luck, just because I went a little soft on you."

"Scream. Ouch!" I let out a yell as he roughly ripped his finger from my bottom.

"Get yourself over to the edge of the bed. And Blake. You get yourself around here." I got myself to the edge of the bed as he'd told me to, and I was in a kneeling position. Blake, one of the big black guys arrived, and stood directly in front of me. "Ok get his pouch off, and I don't care how you do it, but I want that dick to be shooting it's cum in your face in less than five minutes."

"But I thought you just wanted me to hold it?"

"For god's sake girl! Are you trying to wind me up? Just get on with it quickly before I loose my temper." I quickly put my fingers into the elasticated waist-band of Blake's briefs, and lowered them down his legs, which he lifted one at a time, to allow me to remove them completely. I then put one hand onto his dick, and cupped his balls with my other hand. His dick immediately started throbbing, and it began to grow in my palm. In seconds I'd got a hot throbbing monster that was big enough to allow me to use both hands on. I stroked my hands up his length, in the best way I knew how, but in truth, I'm not really experienced at this.

"Well my girl, we've definitely found your weak spot. If your selection depended on this test, then you'd be walking home by now."

"I'm sorry. I don't do this kind of thing very often."

"That's bloody obvious. Haven't you ever given head?"

"Yes."

"Can you do deep throat?"

"I have done it once."

"Once? How long have you been married?"

"Twelve years."

"And you've only blown your husband once?"

"No. Course not."

"You've got me confused. You're saying you give your husband head, and he's only ever fucked your throat once?"

"Do I have to tell you?"

"I think you know the answer to that."

"I do give my husband head, but even fully hard, he only just gets his knob-end to reach my wind-pipe."

"So who was the guy who fucked your throat?"

"It's a long story; you won't want me to waste your time telling you now."

"I'll be the judge of that, you start, and if I get bored, I'll get you to skip through a bit faster."

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ve58Woman
over a year ago

liverpool

Mmmm

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Hope you post rest of this story soon, its very sexy

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ornyboy46Man
over a year ago

heatons

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *usie pTV/TS
over a year ago

taunton

Fab tale

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *lutandhubbyCouple
over a year ago

west midlands

think we need to hear more ! !. xx

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"It all happened some time ago; my husband wanted to make a fish-pond in our garden. Well he's got no idea how to do that kind of job, but he had two pals who were in the landscape gardening business. So anyway all three of them worked away one Saturday, until about eight o'clock at night, when they all came in they were knackered. I offered to make them a meal, but the pub was what they wanted. So with just a quick wash of their hands and faces, off out they went. I'd gone to bed at eleven, but at about half past I heard Harry's d*unken voice shouting up the stairs for me to come and make him something to eat. I knew his pals were there with him, because I caught a glimpse of one of them crossing our landing as he went to the bathroom. I quickly got out of bed, dressed only in a very short thin see through baby-doll, and waited out in the middle of the landing. As soon as I heard Jim flush the toilet, I bent right over, bottom towards the bathroom, and pretended to be putting on my slippers. As he opened the door, the bathroom light must have illuminated my now naked bottom, giving him a first class view. I of-course stood-up immediately, and pretended to be surprised."

"So you'd gone out there purposely to get this guy to finger you?"

"Well I quite fancied this one; he was built like the studs you've got here. I knew he wouldn't be able to go very far with Harry downstairs, I just felt like flirting a bit. So anyway, we were on the landing, he was d*unk enough to take a chance, but not that d*unk that it slowed down his reactions. He was quick enough to get his hand under my crotch, and his other hand he wrapped around my front to maul my tits. I let him have about a minute, and then I started to struggle, and pretend I was telling him off. I told him I'd call Harry. He let me go, and started to plead that I shouldn't tell Harry.

I told him to grab my arm, and march me down stairs. And when he gets me in front of Harry, he should demand me as payment for today's work. I thought this would be a bit of a wake-up call for Harry, who'd been taking me for granted a bit lately. Jim was all for it, and I was soon stood in front of Harry and Ken his other pal, with Jim telling Harry."

"Look what I found on your landing."

"What the bloody hell are you doing coming down dressed like that?"

"I thought you had come home alone, and Jim just caught up with me as I was coming down stairs. He insisted I come down with him, without going back up to get changed."

"It's like this Harry, you're not paying us for that job we just did, and you did say you owed us a favour."

"What my wife?"

"Why not? It won't cost you anything."

"I couldn't expect her to go for that."

"Fucking hell. What happened to all that, I'm the master in my house?"

Then Ken butted in. "That's right, you keep telling us, she does what ever you tell her to."

"Yeh, but I meant I'd get her out of bed to make us some grub, not to be fucked by you pair."

"So much for your bragging."

"Ok. I'll get her to show you her clit. I bet you haven't seen one like hers."

"Tell you what, I'll settle for a sixty-nine."

"Ok I'll go for that. Come-on then woman, get that silly nightie off, and get on your back. Who's going first?"

"Me, I've got a hard already."

"Ok, get your legs open, Jim wants first go at you, and make sure you do a good job at sucking his dick." I obeyed his every command, like the good little girl. Both of his pals had big enough dicks to penetrate my throat. And as they sucked my clit at the same time, I was so turned-on; I was able to let them do it without any sign of gagging. At the time, this made me quite proud, because they said most girls have trouble taking it right into their throat. Then Harry finished me off with a fucking doggy style, while I sucked them both again. Then I made them all their supper."

"Well, so our little miss innocent does have a wicked side, and her husband doesn't mind other men using her throat. Well I guess he figures that he's never gonna reach it, so why not let someone else fuck it. In that case, why don't you do a sixty-nine with Blake?"

"But his dick is much too big for me to take in my throat."

"How do you know, you haven't even given it a try yet. Let him get on his back, and then you can control how much you take."

"Ok, but I'm sure I won't get him in, he's just so big."

Blake got on the bed, and lay on his back; I got in position over the top of him. His hands gripped my hips, and he was soon stuck to my cunt like a limpet on a ships hull. I went down on his dick, and let it probe my wind-pipe. He soon had my pussy back in top gear, and the wave of stimulation this produced, was in some way driving me to impale myself onto his monster. Before I knew what was happening, I'd got just about the full length of his dick into my mouth. I'm not sure if I met the five minute dead-line to make him shoot, but shoot he did, straight into my throat. But my pussy made sure I wasn't the only one to get cum delivery, as I felt his hot spunk hit my throat, my cunt started spraying its sticky juice. As he was under me, his face and hair were thick with cum by the time I got up off him. This caused a bit of hilarity, with the joke (and cum) on Jake.

Everybody told me how well they thought I'd done. And I, in a weird way felt proud.

"Right are you ready to try your next acting role?"

"Yes. Is this the one you said contains simulated fucking?"

"That's right. Do you have any idea what is involved?"

"Not really, but I guess you'll have a guy laid on top of me, thrusting his hips back and forward, as if he's fucking me."

"Something like that. What I'll do is show you the story-board for an advert we have got in mind." He picked up a folder with two or three sheets of card, each one had four rough sketches on it. "Ok. This advert is for south-America, they're not so fussy about nudity over there, and even though we're only selling German Sausage, the advert is pure sex. The first caption showed a woman lay sunbathing in a bikini. Then there was a builder in his one-piece coverall working in the garden. Next there was a close-up of her bare tummy. Then the close-up of the front of his coverall, and the movement of his dick under it, lets you know it's getting hard. The camera traces its movement from the leg of his coverall, until its sticking very forcefully, holding his coverall out in front of him. Next he marches to where she is sunbathing, dick sticking forward. Next he grabs her bikini bottom, and pulls it off with one swift tug. At this point the camera angle is important, we can show her bare belly and mound of public hair, but not her cunt lips. Next we have a camera shot from behind the man, who pulls his coverall open, all we see is the look of absolute delight on the woman's face. Then a side shot from low down, so her leg prevents us from seeing his dick as it pushes up her cunt. Now as we can't actually see his dick or her cunt, it's his hand movements holding his dick, and the look of delight on her face, which makes us believe he's pushing his big dick into her. And also being a side view, we can tell by the distance he's standing from her, how long his dick is. Next is the most important shot of all. Now we go to a very close-up sharp focus of her belly, and mound. So, as he pushes up inside her, we see the event happening, as first her mound swells, then the bulge working it way up her belly. Next caption, he's sat down smoking a cigarette looking satisfied. But the last shot is her eating a great big bite of this German sausage. And the caption says. Nothing can fill your belly and give you satisfaction like our sausages.

"Wow! And this is a real advert?"

"Yes we do lots of adverts that wouldn't get screened over here. So do you get the idea?"

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"I think so, but the bit where you see her belly in close-up, and all the bulging as his big dick goes up inside her, how do you get that to happen?"

"Well these days there are three ways. One, we could spend a fortune on very clever computer animation. Two we spend a fortune on very clever computer controlled robotics. Or three, we simply film a close-up of your belly, and let Ben penetrate you."

I almost started to laugh, but stopped suddenly when I looked at Graham's face. "Hah. You are kidding?"

"Why kidding?"

"You said that I wouldn't get fucked."

"He won't be fucking you, just a single penetration. It'll be all done in seconds."

"You mean you want me to let Ben put his dick up inside me? I don't think I dare go that far."

"Why ever not? Blake has just had his dick down your throat; you never thought you could do that. Several of the lads have had their tongues in your cunt. So this will just be one simple slow thrust, it'll take seconds. You said you'd do what ever it takes, so long as we don't fuck you."

"But surely, this is just the same thing."

"You're being silly, it'll be over in seconds, and you did say you'll do what ever it takes. It's make your mind up time again, a long walk, or stardom?"

"Ok, I suppose I'll do it. But."

"Ah! The ok was good enough, don't spoil it with buts. So once more just to be clear. Tell the camera that you're giving Ben your permission to penetrate you?"

"But he won't fuck me?"

"You're in danger of going for a walk. I'll ask you one last time. Are you giving Ben permission to penetrate you?"

"Yes."

"At last; that wasn't that bloody hard. You shouldn't try my patience too much, you might regret it. We'll forget all the other bits now, let's just try to get that penetration shot. Is your cunt still worked-up enough, or shall I get someone to lick you again?"

"I'll be ok."

"What about you Ben?"

"I could do with her giving it a suck. Maybe we could have a few minutes of sixty-nine like Blake just did, that way she'll be on the boil as well."

"Good idea." Then looking at me, "Are you going underneath this time?" He'd taken it for granted that I'd have a sixty-nine with Ben, without asking. I was about to say ok, when I saw what dropped from Ben when he lowered his pants. He wasn't a man, he was a horse. It was limp, and hung down his leg like that big German sausage in the sketch.

"I think Ben would be better underneath, that dick would choke me for sure."

"Whatever. Just get a move-on."

Ben got onto the bed on his back, and we repeated the same scenario as I'd done with Blake. But Ben's dick was much bigger, not just length, but big and fat. It did penetrate my throat, but not very far, it just stuck in the top. My cunt soon started pulsing and I was starting to forget about what was to come next, when Graham said, "Ok that should be enough. Let's get her spread open on her back, and see if she can take it up her cunt."

I was laid on my back, and pulled until my bottom was on the edge of the bed. Ben stood on the floor, and walked up towards me until his dick end made contact with my cunt. The guys with the still and shoulder cameras both got in close to see all the action close up.

So much for his special camera angle, that didn't show anything.

"Ok are we all ready?" Heads nodded all around. "What about you Brenda, are you ready for it?"

"As I'll ever be."

"Ok Ben, over to you."

I felt the big dick push, and my cunt opened instantly, letting it slide slowly up into my cunt. It was stretching me like nothing I've ever known. I'd had a baby only three months ago, and that was as near as I could get to the feeling of what he was doing now, but then I'd had injections to kill the pain. And push as he might, gradually the progress of his dick was halted; as it became obvious he wouldn't get it all in.

"Ok abort that shoot. Her little cunt is too tight. Ok this is what we'll have to do. A couple of you start sucking her nipples, we know she likes that. One of you get up there and let her have a suck on your dick. And you Ben. Just ease it in and out a few times. Don't worry girl, we'll soon have that cunt of yours worked-up enough."

"But you said he'd only go up me once."

"Didn't I tell someone to get a dick in her mouth? Well do it quick before I sling the stupid bitch out on her arse." A dick was pushed into my mouth, and I shut up, and started sucking it. Guys were sucking my nipples, but my concentration was on the big dick, that was drawing the flesh of my cunt out as he pulled backwards, and swelling my belly as he thrust himself back in. It was a very slow thrusting, but I could tell it was working as Graham had predicted. Each thrust took it just a little deeper up inside me. I could now detect he was increasing his pace, and as he withdrew, it wasn't pulling quite so hard. Then my cunt decided that Ben maybe needed a hand, and as each thrust came to me, my cunt told my hips to push against it, easing Ben's dick up just the magic bit more. Now it was mission accomplished, his dick was deep enough in, and his thrusting was rapid enough to produce the telltale sound of his balls slapping against my bum.

"Ok lads, looks like Bens giving her the full length now. All the rest of you can get off her." Amazingly, they all just moved away, leaving me on my back humping my hips and Ben thrusting rhythmically away up my cunt. "Ok Ben, you can stop now. We did promise her no fucking."

Well what the fucking hell was that, if it wasn't fucking! And once again, as soon as he'd got me worked up, and not able to resist, he got them to stop. I'm sure at that point I wanted Ben to finish the job.

"Right Brenda, see I keep to my side of the bargain." I didn't know what to reply to this. "What's wrong, are you still too aroused to talk to me?"

"It's not that."

"Well I can tell something's wrong. That's one thing the lads will tell you about me. I may be a bit of a tyrant, but I don't like to see my girls get upset. Come-on lets get this ironed out now. You won't be able to put on a good performance if you're upset. Tell me what's wrong?"

"You let him fuck me!"

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Don't be silly, that was just easing your cunt open. I stopped him as soon as he'd got his whole length up you, didn't I?"

"I know you did, but he was fucking me for at least two or three minutes before you stopped him."

"So you would rather I just got him to force his dick up you in one go, he'd have ripped you open. Was that what you wanted?"

"No. But you did say I'd only have to take just the one penetration, that's what I agreed to."

"I know what I said. And you still haven't done that."

"What you mean you want me to do it again?"

"There's no again about it. We didn't get the shot of him sliding up into you, while we filmed your belly."

"So you want me to let Ben push it up me again?"

"Well you did agree."

"But this time, you promise it will be just one push up, and then it's all over?"

"That's all I need for the camera. But do you think your cunt will take him this time?"

"Of course it will. He's only just stopped fucking me. And I know I was taking all he's got; I could feel his balls slapping my crotch."

"Ok if you say so, but I'll bet it'll be a waste of film. I can tell you now; I know more about your body than you do. There is no way on gods earth, that Ben will get himself back up to his full length in one push, no matter how hard he pushes. And if we try, it'll be you who tells us to stop pushing, because it's hurting you too much."

"So what are you saying? I've got to let him fuck me again?"

"I'm saying, unless he does the same thing again, easing it in and out, until you un-tense yourself, that he won't get a full penetration. But if you want him to try it in one push, we can have a small bet on how you get on."

"What kind of bet?"

"What would you like most right now? To make this your last test, and sign the contract and be on your way home?"

"Oh yes."

"Does your Harry fuck your arse?"

"No!"

"So like your throat, he wouldn't mind if someone else did?"

"Look you said no fucking."

"I said no fucking was needed for the selection. This is nothing to do with that. This is a bet between me and you, and I fancy fucking your arse."

"No. I couldn't do that."

"So you're not confident that you can take this dick in one go? I didn't think you would be. But in that case, there's no point in me wasting time filming. Ben might as well start easing his dick in and out again, and I'll get the boys back on your tits."

"What you mean is, you want him to fuck me?"

"You'll have to get over this silly terminology thing. Now which way are we doing it? Am I getting the lads to work on your tits, while Ben eases you open? Or am I filming you trying to take it in one? If you manage it, then we sign your contract, and give you a lift home. But if you tell Ben to stop pushing, because you can't take the pain, then I have a date with that little bum of yours."

I didn't want Ben to start fucking me again. Knowing I had to do the single penetration, was bad enough, but at least once he was up, it would all be over. When he fucked me last time, if Graham hadn't told him to stop, I was to far gone to have protested, I'd have just let him go all the way. And I didn't know what would happen to me next, because if the rest of them wanted to fuck me, I'd be in no state to say anything, I'd just open up and let them. It was as though I was more afraid of my own actions, or non-actions, than I was of them forcing me. But I guess that's because, so far everything they've done, it's been me who's agreed to it. I'd had his full length up inside me; his balls had been slapping my arse. And anyway, I knew that all I had to do was relax, and think sexy; my cunt would just open up and let him in. I'd made up my mind.

"Ok I'll take your bet. Get your cameras rolling, and one of you might as well go and start the Jag, I'll be finished here before the engine gets warmed up."

"That's what I like to hear, a girl who is determined. But before you start you do need to tell the camera what you're going to let me do, if you should fail."

"No problem, because it won't happen. But the bet is, if I can't take all Ben's dick in one push, I'll let you fuck my bum."

"Ok boys cameras ready, Ben are you still fully erect?"

"Not really, it could do with a bit of sucking."

"Come-on, bring it here, I'll get it back to it former glory for you." I volunteered for this, more to make sure I was worked up, than to help them. I took hold, and got it in my mouth, in no time, my pussy was working, and I knew it wouldn't let me down. I was confident, that I was aroused enough to do the business. "Ok is he big enough for you now?"

"Very good, now on your back, and we'll stop Ben when you start screaming."

I lay back Ben put his dick up to my cunt, and it opened to welcome him in. I felt it slowly pushing inside, and the stretching started. Up it went, making good progress, but the pain was definitely building, I hadn't expected it to be this bad. But I wasn't going to let them know, I kept my lips tight shut not making a sound.

"You're not smiling any more, is it starting to hurt you?" I didn't speak, just shook my head. Ben increased his force, but the dick had stopped going in. "Do you want him to push harder? I don't think you've even got as much in this time, as you did the first time he tried."

Could he be right? No surely it must be almost all in. I didn't reply, but nodded my head, and with pursed lips to stop myself from screaming, I tried to smile.

"Ok Ben. See how much you can force in, but no need to hurt yourself, she'll be screaming any second." This Graham certainly knew about women, I was convinced I would have been able to take it, but no.

Ben thrust himself into me, and I let out an almighty scream. "Fucking hell! God no! Stop! For mercy's sake stop!"

"Ok Ben, ease it out gently." Ben pulled out, and Graham's face came beaming up to mine as I lay there, still quivering with pain. "I did try to tell you. So from now on, if I say black is white, you believe me. I've fucked and filmed more girls in my life time in this job, than you've had hot dinners. So now are you going to tell me what you've learned from that little episode?"

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"That you know about women."

"That is right. And do you also know how we can get your cunt to open up enough to let Ben get a full penetration?"

"Yes."

"I know you do, what I want, is for you to tell the camera."

"I'll have to let a couple of men play with my nipples, while Ben keeps working himself in and out of me, until I get turned-on enough for him to get it all up inside me."

"Well being as you've now learned part of my knowledge, why don't you take over part of my job, and you can tell the boys what to do to you."

I was about to ask if I had to do this, but one look at his face, convinced me it wasn't worth asking. "Blake, will you come and suck one of my tits for me? Jake will you suck the other one. Ok Ben, please go gently this time, I still feel tender from our last try."

"I can see you like my Black studs, good choice, not that I'm saying anything about you two, but it is nice to see the colour contrast with her little pale white body against their black skin."

Well my nipples were well and truly firmed up again, and Ben was fucking me (sorry easing me open) with a slow stroke. This was now like the first time, stretching me open, and pulling my whole inside back as he withdrew. Gradually I could feel he was starting to penetrate deeper, and I knew this was a sign I was getting very worked-up.

"Come-on my dear, you're supposed to be directing him. Can't you tell your cunt is starting to loosen-up?"

"Y...yes. Should I tell them all to stop now, and try to get it up me?"

"No. You weren't paying attention. You need him to gradually build his pace. It's when he gets going faster that your cunt starts working."

"Faster Ben faster." He did as I requested, and he was now holding onto my waist, pumping more dick into me than I'd ever been fucked with in my life. I was now past the point where I could control my actions, let alone tell him what to do. All I appeared to be capable of was garbled moans of pleasure.

"Oh god. Oh oooh oooh yes. More. Faster. More please more. Oh oh oh oh no I'm I I'm cuming. Oh yes oh yes more fuck me more fuck me. Oh god!" Well, Ben did as I'd requested, and I squirted all over the base of his dick and balls, while he shot his cum somewhere deep up in my cunt.

"Well done my dear. You certainly let him go a lot further than I'd have done if I'd been directing him. But that's your prerogative; if you want fucking that's your choice. Now while you're still relaxed, let's get that penetration shot as he slides up your belly."

I didn't reply, to either resist, or anything else, I was totally beaten. Then Ben spoke up. "Sorry boss. If you want me to penetrate her, you'll have to give me five, she's just had me shooting my load up her cunt, and the dick here will take a few seconds to recover its size."

"No problem. Blake, are you up for it?"

"Sure am, she's got me hot as hell, I'd fuck a cat on a stick."

"Ok are you ready Brenda?"

"Yes."

"Ok slide it up her." Blake slid his big dick slowly into my cunt, it kept going, stretching me as it went, until his ball sack made contact with my crotch. It had slid in effortlessly, and it was about the same size as Ben's dick, I was just well and truly on heat. Then as Blake pulled out, and was about to walk away, "No, don't take it out. She'll only go off the boil. I need to just check whether we got the right camera angle. You just keep her simmering on the back burner, so she's ready to go if I need a re-run."

I heard all this, and understood this guy was going to carry-on fucking away at me, but I didn't make any comment or try to resist him.

Blake had me by my hips, and was playing with my emotions, pumping me slowly, and then leaning forward to suck at a nipple. As he left my nipple, he'd make a little remark, not always the same, but just teasing me.

Things like, "Little Brenda likes big Blake's big black dick, doesn't she?" Or, "All you have to do is ask, and I'll spunk it up you." Or, "Look lads this is the most we've seen her smile all day." Then he turned to Graham, "Hey boss, have you decided yet?"

"No were still having problems with this bloody equipment, keep her going a bit longer."

"Sorry boss, I'm gonna have to let her have this lot, you'll need someone else if you want another try."

"That's ok, Jake can try next. Go on, you might as well clear your balls out, I bet you're about to burst."

"Ok girl, are you ready to take it?" I didn't answer, but I smiled, and nodded my head.

Graham looked across, "Not good enough, you have to speak up, for the camera."

Obediently I just said, "Yes I'm ready for you."

That was all he needed, he started to fuck me like crazy, full long strokes, and he was pounding me for at least five, maybe ten minutes. It was all bullshit about him not being able to hold it, and having to shoot right away. He just wanted to fuck me, and I like a mug, said he could. And he, like the stud he was, did. And boy was that some fuck! Once again, I squirted, as he shot his cum into my cunt, the same as Ben had done.

By the time I'd started to come to my senses, Jake was lined-up, ready for his penetration shot. And Graham was looking at me, "Ready to try again?" I nodded. "Speak for the camera."

"Yes I'm ready."

"Ok boy, nice and slowly, we want to see her belly ripple." This was a repeat of Blake, a slow push going all the way in. But this time, Graham looked at me, and asked, "I've got to check this one out, are you ok with him keeping you simmering for me?" He hadn't asked last time, but I really was to far gone at this point to say anything, I couldn't even workout if I should be nodding or shaking my head, I just stared back at him. "She isn't protesting, and I want to try her with one of the white guys next, so you might as well just unload yourself up her, it'll keep her at the ready."

This guy just started humping away, and I went with him, thrusting my hips in unison with his. Not that he needed my help; his dick was also a big monster. We both cum together, my orgasm triggered by him shooting up inside me. As soon as he pulled out, one of the white guys was pushing his dick in, I could see it was a white guy, but I was too far gone to remember what his name was. He just started fucking; no slow penetration shot this time, he obviously just wanted a fuck.

While he was fucking me, the other white guy knelt astride my head, and lowered his dick to my mouth. I took it in, and started sucking, but he just thrust himself deep into my throat, and started fucking. I was helpless, and again as my cunt felt the spunk flowing, I heaved myself about, and squirted my juice. The guy in my mouth hadn't cum yet, so he immediately replaced the guy who'd just vacated my cunt. This last guy cum within seconds of sticking it up me, before I was ready to start getting back into another orgasm. Now I was just left to lay on the bed, spread open, cunt dripping cum and pussy juice.

After some five minutes or so, Graham looked at me and spoke. "How are you feeling?"

"Fucked!"

"Now now, we don't call that fucking. Do we? They were just loosening you up. Isn't that right?"

"I guess so."

"So would you say the loosening-up session worked?"

"Yes."

"So would you say you're ready to pay-off the bet you lost?"

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"Oh god, I forgot about that."

"I take it your arse is still a virgin arse."

"Yes."

"Ok, I'll take it easy on you; until you tell me that you want it harder."

"Will it hurt me?"

"Like all these things, the first few thrusts will smart a little, but before I've been on you for long, you'll be asking me to fuck you with all I've got. I guess I'm a bit like your Harry, I haven't got a big dick like these guys, you'll take me without any problem. So are you ready?"

"Yes. But please go gentle."

"Ok camera ready. Come-on, on your back, and grab your legs, pull them up as high as you can. I want your bottom right up here for the camera to focus on."

"You're not doing this on camera?"

"Oh yes we are. I want to see your bottom before and after. So get your legs up, and tell the camera, I'm fucking your arse with your full permission."

Up I pulled my legs, showing my bottom to the lens. Then looking at the camera through the V my legs were forming. "Graham has my permission to fuck my bottom."

"Good girl. Ok you two, grab her legs, and don't let her back off me."

John and Richard grabbed an ankle apiece and pulled my legs high and wide. "What are they doing?"

"I'm gonna fuck this pretty little arse, so hold onto your garters girl." He lowered himself up to my bottom, and his dick pushed at my hole. The whole of that area was covered in spunk and cunt juice, so there was no problem with lubrication. My bottom opened, and up he pushed. It was a very weird sensation, and the first minute or so, I was kicking and struggling for all I was worth, but they had got me held in a very tight hold. Then as he pumped deeper, and the sensations of the guys sucking at my tits began to kick in, I started to mellow, and the struggling stopped. Then I started to feel my pussy getting very excited, even though he was still fucking my arse, but it was my pussy that was driving me.

Before I realised what I was doing, I was starting to moan silly words again. "Oh oh oh y yes. Yes graham. Fuck it. Harder. Oh yes that's it fuck it."

Needless to say he rammed for all he was worth, and I squirted from my pussy a few second after he'd shot up my arse, and pulled out.

"Shit that was fantastic. What a fucking find. She really is a goer"

Then John turned to Graham who was still laid on his back recovering. "Are we gonna bother with the last two scenarios?"

Graham sat up. "Yeh. Why not. It's good to keep letting her come down, and then breaking her again."

John looked at me. "Ok love, there's a shower tray over there, get yourself cleaned-up, and I'll find you some clothes to wear."

I suddenly started to come to my senses. They're going to start taking pictures of me. This is where it all pays off; I'm really going to be a model. I was filled with such a feeling of elation. I know they'd tricked me, and I'd fucked, when I said that I wouldn't go that far. But what the hell, my husband fucks me whenever he wants to, and he's never made me into a super star. I was under the shower, singing away to myself, still in full view of all eleven men, and I couldn't care less.

Then as I'd finished washing, someone passed me a big towel, and I dried myself down. I was being helped by two of the black guys, Blake, and I think the other was Jake, but who cares what his name is. These guys soon took-over my drying, by carrying me to the bed, and patting me all over while I lay spread-eagled.

The bed had been changed, and it now had clean fresh smelling black satin sheets to lie on. Then they passed me some clothes, and told me to put them on. What they had given me was the kind of outfit you'd expect a nightclub hostess to wear. Short dress, low cut top, stockings, and skimpy knickers.

"Oh good, we're going to do the photo shoot now. I might have known this would be the kind of gear you'd want to photograph me in."

"Well not really, I still have two little acting rolls for you to play-out for me first. That is if you don't mind?"

"I guess so, what do they involve?"

"Look I'll be honest; you've already got the contract, even if you don't do these last two things for me. But it would really be the icing on the cake, if you do this just to please me."

"Ok, tell me what you expect me to do, and if I can do it, I promise I will."

"Oh my dear, this is something that I know you can do, it's just depends if you want to please me or not. Your ability was never in doubt; you've already shown us that you've got what it takes. I'm sure you realise that costume you've got on makes you look like a club hostess? And over there are two of my studs all dressed-up sitting at what could be a night club table. Here is a tray of drinks. And behind the curtains they just put on that frame, is the bed you've just been using. So your last two scenes are both opposite ends of the emotional spectrum. This first one, you play a hostess slut, who willingly takes money from two customers, to go into the private room, behind that curtain. Then she lets both men have her at once, and shows she's enjoying it. What's wrong? You look like you don't like the sound of this scene?"

"If my interpretation of what you just said is right, I'm not sure I do."

"Oh that's a shame; that will disappoint me. Tell you what, you think about it for a minute, I just need to go and spend a penny, I won't be long."

As soon as he'd left the room, Richard took my arm. "For gods sake Brenda, don't you realise he's still testing you?"

"But he said, I've already been selected, and this last bit was only voluntary."

"Fuck what he said! Don't tell me you're willing to screw-up now, after you've gone this far. All you've done will have all been for nothing if you fuck-up now."

"But if I understand what he was asking, he expects me to let both of them fuck me at once. I've seen a video of that kind of thing, and I don't think I could do that, especially with two men hung like horses."

"Maybe it would be a bit extreme; taking two men as big as them, but if I can get him to maybe let you do it with him and John? Neither of them are that big, you'd take both of them without any problem."

"I don't know. I don't like the thought of it."

"Well take my word, if you refuse him, you can kiss that contract goodbye, and the bastard will leave you out here in the moors to walk home naked."

The door opened, and in came Graham. "Well my lovely, have you had time to think?"

My head was spinning; I didn't know what to say. "Yes."

"What you mean yes you'll do it? That's wonderful; I can't begin to tell you how glad I am."

"No. Sorry, I didn't mean I'd decided to do it."

"So what did you mean?"

"I mean, yes I've had time to think about it."

"So I take it from that, that you've thought, and decided not to try and please me?"

"Honest, I do want to please you, but what you're asking is too much."

"IS IT? WELL IF THAT'S THE CASE." His manner was very agitated, and the level of his voice rose. I began to realise Richard was telling me the truth. So I butted in before Graham had finished talking.

"Please graham. I hadn't finished. I was just going to suggest another idea."

"Another idea? And what makes you think I need ideas from you?"

"Please listen. I really do want to please you, but taking two men inside me for the first time is bad enough, but I really don't think I could take two men with dicks the size of your men here."

"We both know that once they'd eased you in a bit, you could take those two guys at once if you wanted to. And we both know the only problem you'd have would be stopping yourself from asking them to go all the way, and fuck you for real."

"Please, not for my first time? Maybe I could do the scene with you and Richard?"

"So you're willing to do the double with me and Richard?"

"Yes, but it is only a simulation for the camera, you're not going to fuck me for real?"

"Of course it's only a simulation. What do you think we're doing here, making porn movies? Ok, I'll go for that, but I don't see why John should get left out. John can join us, and we'll take turns on you. Is that a deal?"

"Ok, I'll do it."

So now I'd somehow talked myself into letting three men fuck me!

"Good girl. Now we've got the business of whether you get selected or not out of the way, I know you're going this far just to please me. And that does feel good. Right you two, she doesn't want you for this scene, so you can stand down. But Blake, you can give her directions. Come-on lads, looks like we're on set."

With that, the two studs moved away from the little table, and Graham, John, and Richard all sat around it. Blake went through what I was expected to do as far a serving the drinks, and picking-up the punters. But he said once I was behind the curtains, I should just let them put me into whatever position they wanted. "All you have to do is look happy, and go with the flow."

So I picked-up the tray and took them their drinks. When I got to the table, I stood close to John, with my legs just slightly parted. I made sure that I stretched myself right over the table when I gave Graham his drink. John took the opportunity to have a little play with my cunt. All I did was to lift one leg a bit allowing him greater access. His fingers were up inside my cunt, and he was ramming me hard. Then Graham spoke. "How much would it cost to take you into a private room?"

"Sorry buddy, if you need to ask, you can't afford me."

He then took a platinum credit card from his wallet, and placed it on my tray. "Ok darling. Now you've got the money, lead us to where we can sample your goodies." I slipped the card into a little purse, and spun around, dislodging John's fingers, and marched towards the curtains.

They followed, and we were soon stood around the bed, all of them stripping off. I did the same, and we were soon all naked. They all got onto the bed, and lay down on their backs, I was then beckoned to kneel on the bed, and go from dick to dick until I'd got them all aroused. I worked my way back and forth between them, using both my hands, and my mouth. During this process, I had their hands all over my body. Needless to say, by the time they were all worked-up and hard, I was more than worked-up. My cunt was dripping juice, and throbbing with anticipation.

Graham was already on his back, and the other two got to their knees, and positioned me in a squatting stance with my bottom directly above his dick, facing away from him. They eased me down, until his dick touched my bottom. Then John pushed a finger up my cunt, rubbed it around a little, and drew it out complete with lots of slimy cunt juice. This he poked up my bottom, and he once again rubbed his finger around, this time up my bum. Then as his finger came out, they eased me down onto Graham's eager dick. Graham had also been rubbing around my cunt to collect my juice, and he'd lubricated his shaft. So when they lowered me down, the dick slid in the whole way, until the cheeks of my bum were on his hips. Then graham's hands reached around my tits, and he pulled me back down towards himself. I lay back on him, and he began pumping his shaft in and out of my bum.

Now they'd said this was just supposed to be a simulation for the filming. So I tried to remind Graham of that. "Its ok, you've got it all in. There's no need to ease it up now."

"I've told you before; I know what I'm doing. While we're filming, the only use for your mouth is to swallow cum, so SHUT THE FUCK UP." He now increased the pace of his fucking, drawing his full length almost out, and ramming it back as violently as he could. "Ok john, you fuck her cunt, and don't go easy on her, I want her well and truly gone."

John was all for this kind of instruction, and he was instantly forcing his dick into my cunt. I expected this to be a real painful experience, especially with John following his orders. But no, up it went, and all it did was send me from my conscious state, into a state of sexual frenzy. I heard graham saying something else, but I was too far gone to understand or care. But as Richard was soon pushing his dick into my mouth, and down my throat, I expect that was what he'd instructed. This session was somewhat of a blur, as taking two men at once, cunt and arse, drove my little body wild.

I do know they stopped after a short while, and all changed places, but who was where I neither knew nor cared. Then I felt someone shooting hot cum up my bum, and this triggered my first orgasm of this session. They all pulled out, to watch me squirt, and I could sense there were three men standing above me shooting their cum over my body. Then as I was eased down again, this time I was laid face downwards, and the man under me, was going up my cunt.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

As he slid effortlessly up to his full length he started fucking me, and as I look down at his grinning face. It was John, and I know I was far gone, but it still seamed unusual for him to be grinning like this. I'd expect him to be happy; he was fucking me after all. But this was different, a wicked grin, like a cheeky school-boy. Then as the dick started probing my arse, John stopped his thrusting, just long enough to give the man on top of me a chance to get his dick end located in my bum. But this wasn't one of the three men in suits, it was far too big. This must have been one of the studs. So that was what john found amusing. Now even though my bum is tighter, and initially it hurt more with the big dick, once this guy got my hole open, he was up to his full length in seconds.

Now they both started their thrusting, and with a dick in excess of twelve inches long up your bum, this is a lot of thrusting. My cunt and arse were getting pulled from pillar to post, well mainly my bum. Then once the initial pangs of pain had subsided, I felt like I was in heaven. Who went next, how many times I cum, I can't recall. The rest of this session is quite vague in my mind, but as far as I'm aware, they only had one of the studs join in with their fucking. They repeatedly fucked all my holes, shooting their cum when and wherever they wanted to. I put up absolutely no resistance, on the contrary, once worked-up, I loved every minute. And when they eventually stopped, I lay there with a satisfied smile.

Again I was allowed to come back to normality, and it's only then, that it really hits you. To find yourself with cameras and men all around, while you're laid spread wide covered in cum, it really makes you feel small and vulnerable.

"You're back with us again. I told you that you wouldn't have a problem taking one of my studs. You did well their, when you're ready you can shower-up again, then we can do our last scene, and you'll be done for the day."

I felt like I'd been done already, in fact I didn't think I could stand up. I wobbled my way across to the shower, and the water did seem to rejuvenate me a little. Then as I was handed a towel, two of the Black guys helped me back to the bed, where they proceeded to dry me down.

One guy handed me one of those energy drinks, and said, "Come-on girl, this'll help."

"Thanks." I drank it down in seconds, and sat there gasping for breath.

"Hey girl. Steady on. There's no need to rush, we can wait for you."

"She certainly looks fucked."

"So she should, she's done well for a novice."

Then Graham came across and put a pile of clothes down on the bed beside me. "How are you feeling now?"

"I'm ok. Just a little tired."

"Well when you're ready, you can get yourself dressed, and I've just got this one last scene for you to do. I'll explain what it's about, but don't think I'm rushing you, take as much time as you want. And remember, this is like the last scene you did for me, it's purely to please me, no pressure, and you've already earned your contract."

Now while he was telling me I had all the time in the world, Richard was stood up behind him gesturing like crazy. He couldn't actually say anything, otherwise graham would have known. But it was obvious from Richard's gestures, that I didn't have all the time in the world, and like last time he was indicating Graham would sling me out if I didn't do as I was told. Who should I believe? The only thing I knew was, that if I did Fuck-up at this last stage, as Richard had put it, then everything I'd been through would have been for nothing. So far, I'd been fucked, sorry eased open, in every conceivable hole, so what ever came next couldn't be much worse.

Back to Graham who was now telling me this last scene was to show the opposite emotion to the last one, this was to be fear. I had decided to follow Richard's advice, and the clothes I'd now started to put on, would make me look like a respectable straight laced woman. Long skirt, high neckline, dark colours etc.

They'd changed the look of the place, one wall of the studio now had a backdrop that looked like a brick wall, and the floor was covered in a rubber sheet, that look to all the world like cobbles. He explained the lighting would be low, to simulate a dark night. And by a series of shooting me walking, then going back to the start again, and re-shooting, they'd give the illusion of me walking down a long lonely road in the dark. I had to pretend I heard noises, and look scared. Then the five men would appear, and surround me. They would then film a simulated rape scene.

Now I'd heard about his simulation before, and even believed him. But every time, I'd just ended up being fucked. So I had no reason to believe this time would be different.

"Well what do you think; will you do this last little scene for me?"

"If I say yes, then I won't be asked to do anything more, and I'll get my lift back home?"

"That's the deal; you can be snuggled up on the back seat of the Jag, with a contract in your pocket, speeding your way back home down the motorway in no time."

"But the rape scene, they won't just be simulating their fucking?"

"What! Are you asking if they can fuck you for real?"

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

"No, I'm just saying. You say it will be a simulation, and then when I agree to do it, I always end up getting fucked."

"Fucking hell! Just when I thought we were getting on so well. So you don't want the contract after all?"

Why had I opened my mouth, I know what I said was true, but why the fuck did I say anything. Now I had to rapidly eat shit to calm him down again. "Please. I didn't say I won't do it. Please just try to forget I spoke. I will do the scene."

"I don't know about you anymore. Just when I was thinking what a good little girl you'd been, you get all bitchy."

"Please. I promise, I'll be that good little girl again. Please let me do the scene for you."

"Ok, but I'll want a full consent statement direct to camera before we start shooting."

"Ok. Just tell me what you want me to say."

So here I was facing the camera reading from an out of shot clipboard.

"High guys. My name is Brenda. I'm thirty years old, and normally I'm your everyday house wife. But today I'm moonlighting in this studio with five handsome hunks. And although the action you're gonna see is definitely real, don't worry about me, they're not really raping me, and my screams will only be acting. So by the time I get to speak to you on camera again, I'll have been fucked by the best. So this is Brenda saying bye for now, and wish me luck, cos looking at the equipment these guys are packing, I'm gonna need it."

"Very good, now let's see you in action. Start off with a few slow steps, looking nervously behind you."

Well before I knew where we were, the preliminary stuff was over. We were at the bit where the five men all dressed in old tatty clothing, converged in on me forcing me back to the brick wall with nowhere to go. I can remember the first few tugs, as they started ripping the clothes from me, you wouldn't imagine just how much that can hurt you. But then my clothing was gone, and they'd got me on the cobbles, my first thought was, how comfortable these cobbles were. They'd looked real, but were only rubber, and even though I was thrown down roughly, it was painless. But from then on, I can tell you, the pain started. No working me up, no time to get aroused. And even though I knew it wasn't real, just the scene with five rough men surrounding me, had got me scared.

So as these guys hauled my legs open, and one of them rammed me, I wasn't prepared for the pain. I let out a shriek, and all I got back was laughter. They weren't caressing my nipples; they were biting them, and biting hard. Someone started ramming my throat, but he was told to leave me to scream. Which I can tell you I was doing; I was screaming that loud, it was hurting my own ears. I was turned over, and now had another man forcing himself up my bum. My screaming must have gone on for about five minutes. Then gradually I lost the energy to scream, as the pain was now subsiding. My revulsion had gradually turned into a resignation of my situation. Once I reached that stage, my cunt juices started to kick-in. So from now on, I was a willing participant, sucking and fucking in what ever position or combination they wanted.

And they wanted every position known to man. I guess most of the time I had one up my cunt, one up my arse, and one in my mouth, with my hands wanking the other two. But I know at one stage, they had two guys in my cunt at the same time! Well I kept cuming, and so did they, in every hole, and everywhere. They didn't stop until all five of them could produce no more spunk. Then they simply walked away and left me on the cobbles.

"Ok Brenda, can you look up a minute?" It was graham. I slowly lifted my head, and could hardly see him for the spunk in my eyes. "You did real well, now the closing line for the film, just wipe some of that cum from your eye, and read the board for me."

I didn't feel like doing this, but once done, I knew it would all be over. "High again guys. I was going to say, I don't feel quite so spunky as last time I spoke to you, but I guess looking at me, you'll all think I'm spunky enough. Well I hope you enjoyed that as much as me. And don't forget, I'm just an ordinary housewife, not a stuck-up snob. So if you ever meet me in the street, come and tell me if you liked my little show. Now bye for now, and we'll leave you with a closing picture of my cunt."

I read it, very badly, and hesitating on some of the sentences. But as it was live to camera, I hadn't got time to workout what I was saying before it was spoken.

"Right my dear, that's the filming over. Are you ready to fuck?"

I looked at him in complete amazement, I'd almost come back down to earth, and his words hit me like a sledge-hammer. But it wasn't just his words, all the camera men, were standing there naked, along with John Richard, and Graham was busy getting himself to the same condition.

They just all piled in, and started fucking me again. I was turned on enough so there was no pain, but it was just a series of being turned from one way to another, and dick after dick shooting up every orifice. They pounded me for what felt like a lifetime, and when they'd done, I really couldn't get to my feet.

They had to carry me to the shower tray, and washed me while I lay in a heap. I was dried, and put back into my own clothes. Then carried to the Jag, and off home we went. In seconds I was asleep, and didn't wake until Richard shook me when we'd reached about half a mile away from my home.

"Are you ok?"

"Oh god, it really happened. I thought it was just a dream. What time is it?"

"Nearly quarter past three. See I told you we'd get you back home before three thirty. How do you feel?"

"Tired."

John spoke up. "I think she means fucked."

"That's enough. There's no need to rub it in, I bet she feels bad enough already without you going on."

"That's ok. I can take his comments. What happens now?"

"What do you mean? We'll drop you of at your house, and you can go and pick up your baby."

"No I mean what happens about the modelling contract, how long before someone gets in touch with me?"

"Hah hah. The stupid bitch still hasn't clicked."

"Richard. What's he laughing at? Please don't tell me that was all a con trick."

"Sorry girl. I thought you'd have realised by now." I curled back up into a ball, and burst into tears. "Don't feel too bad. Everyone falls for it. You're number fifty-one. So far, we've conned five women every week, and every single one has let us film them being fucked. Admittedly some took more persuading than you, but on the other hand, some took a lot less. But tomorrow, we'll have some other would-be model sitting back there, with her cunt getting all moist, wondering just how much she'll have to show to get selected. And by the afternoon, she'll be like you are now, feeling so stupid, with her cunt and arse full of cum. Just put it down to experience, and be glad we weren't murdering rapists. You're back home in time to feed baby, and make Harry's tea, so no real harm done."

"You fucking bastards! I'm phoning the police the second I get in."

"That's no problem my dear, maybe you'll remember, that before we got you to do anything, or any of us touched you, you always gave us permission on camera. And if you want to go to a police station, and have lots of hairy arsed plods gauping up your twat to see how much cum you took, then be our guest. But don't forget, hubby won't be to happy his wife was so fucking silly that she went off in a car with two men she'd never even seen before. Anyway, this is your house. So do we get a goodbye kiss?"

"Fuck-off." And with that I slammed the door as hard as I could.

The window wound down. "I'll take that as a no then. Bye Brenda, keep them legs open, cos if you can't get famous showing your clit, your face certainly ain't gonna do it for you."

I guess that's the end of this part of my story, I picked up baby, and made Harry's tea, as they'd told me to, so I was even following their instructions now they'd gone. There is more to this tale, and it does involve me unwillingly letting a complete stranger fuck me. But after that I get very withdrawn, and devote my life to the church. Well that turned out to be an even bigger mistake.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *lutandhubbyCouple
over a year ago

west midlands

one of the best story's yet!. would love to hear more. xx

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ralbisw OP Man
over a year ago

Exeter

Thanks all for the thumbs up!! I try my best..... do u prefer stories posted in one go or by occasional posts effectively stretching it out over a period of time?

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *owdoueatyoursMan
over a year ago

Swale

Great story, really enjoyed reading it. I like the whole story to be posted but maybe I am greedy!!!

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *rit10Man
over a year ago

South

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I like storys that are delivered filly rather than left and forgetton.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *tarbuck69Couple
over a year ago

lifton

We reckon that's the best story that has been on here for a long time thank you for taking the time to writing it and hopefully there will be a follow up

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story loved every bit of it

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *anther and gothic angelCouple
over a year ago

fairy land

Brilliant story, best I've read. Liked all of it from start to finish. Best part was the final scenario in the cobbled alley.

Phew is it hot in here!

Angelx

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Awesome

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *attboy107Man
over a year ago

Near Bedford

loved it

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great storey it was so horny & great the way you split it up into sections long enough to keep up the excitement ,certainly got me horny & wish id seen it for real

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *rodigalMan
over a year ago

sunderland

bookmark as I came Halfway through lol

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ichaelxx11Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

Wow.. what a story !! Thanks for sharing it with us.

Excellent. Best I have read in a long long while.

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

By *ichaelxx11Man
over a year ago

Gloucester

...What do you think we are doing here; shooting porn ?

Reply privately

Reply in forum

Reply +quote

Post new Message to Thread

A Wanna Be Model - A Girls Tale