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Exploited

By: English Bob



I have always disliked conferences and conventions but, I suppose, these days they are an occupational hazard for most of us. Long drawn out sales speeches that are usually about as interesting as watching grass grow; collecting brochures and leaflets from companies that you know you will probably never come into contact with again let alone use their revolutionary new form of sanitary towel, and swapping business cards with half-witted sales rep's while trying to assure them that their joke about a one-legged, constipated monkey was really funny! No, the only interesting thing about these meetings are the chances for a little extra marital sex!

It had been a long, hot day stomping around some mindless exhibition with my colleague, Ray. We were both a little tired and looking forward to getting back to the hotel for a pre-dinner drink. Ray had been chatting to the sexy female bar tender the previous evening and he thought he was getting somewhere - he was keen to try again this evening.

There were only four of us in the hotel bar at that early time of the evening; besides Ray and myself, a young foreign looking couple occupied a booth next to our table. They were definitely Eastern European or even Russian. Both looked in their late teens or early twenties. The girl was very attractive; short dark hair, nice large breasts that nestled under a black top and long, slender legs that disappeared up under a fairly short, patterned skirt. I looked over at them, smiled politely and was quite surprised to get a big grin back from the girl.

Now, Ray is most definitely the one with the words so, smoothing his long hair back he got up and approached the booth. I couldn't really hear what was being said, but I knew Ray well and wasn't at all surprised when, a few moments later, all three trooped back to our table with their drinks.

Conversation was fairly easy. Tasha and Sev's English was very good and we quickly learned a little about them both. It seemed that they worked here in the hotel and had got married the previous day. The hotel had been kind enough to give them a couple of days off and given them a nice room on the top floor for their short honeymoon. Ray and I both congratulated them and Ray insisted on buying an obscenely large round of drinks.

By mid evening we had all consumed a good quantity of cocktails and I needed the bathroom.

"Think I'll join you, Alan." Ray said as he also stood.

"Cute couple!" I said as we stood next to each other in the stalls.

"Yeah, but a bit on the nieve side, I think!"

"What do you man?" I replied

Ray grinned and pulled his zipper up, "Just follow my lead. If we play this right we could have some fun! I reckon we can really exploit this girl, she doesn't seem any too bright to me!"

On the way back to the table, Ray stopped at the bar and ordered a bottle of Champagne. For a brief moment my mind was filled with a vision of our ranting boss having a heart attack as he received our expenses form, but I quickly put such ideas away - Ray obviously had an idea!

"Ooooh, Champagne!" Cried Tasha as Ray and I sat down.

"You know, it's traditional for the bride to drink this stuff naked!" Ray grinned and winked at the young wife.

I looked directly at Tasha, checking for sign's of embarrassment or anger. There were none.

"You don't mean here?" she asked coyly.

Ray laughed. "No, not here. My suite would be much more comfortable!"

Tasha looked at her new husband. The alcohol was having quite an effect on him and his head lolled back and forth and he was muttering in Russian. It was obvious that he had little idea of the content of Ray's proposal.

"You are wicked man!" she smiled at Ray. "You want to see body of me, yes?"

Ray and I both grinned and nodded. I could hardly believe it, but the Russian girl looked on the point of accepting.

"But you help with Sven, yes?"

Again both Ray and I nodded and grinned. We both stood and pulled one of Sven's arms over each of our shoulders and began to help him towards the elevator. It was strange, but I hadn't thought that he was as drunk as he obviously was. He had consumed the same amount of drink as the rest of us, but now he seemed hardly able to stand. All the better, I thought. The last thing we wanted was a jelous Russian husband finding his wife naked and drinking Champagne with two strange men!

It was quite a task, but eventually Ray and I managed to get Sven out of the elevator and into Ray's room. As soon as we were inside, Sven stumbled towards the bathroom where he promptly fell asleep.

"I think I drink too much already, as well!" Sasha said as she flopped down onto the sofa, "I don't think I want Champagne, Ray."

The disappointment on mine and Ray's face must have been obvious because Sasha smiled at us before continuing. "But who know's what will happen tonight!"

Ray immediately sat down on the sofa next to Sasha while I flicked the TV onto the adult channel.

"Oooh, look! I think they fucking!"

Ray and I both grinned. It was obvious that Sasha was not at all perturbed by the naked flesh that was currently being shown on the screen.

"But you can't see what happening!" Sasha added, "you only see her tits!"

Not for the first time in my life, I cursed the hotel soft-porn channel. But looking at the way that Sasha was still rivetted to the screen, it was apparent that she was becoming more and more excited.

Ray now had his arm around the girl and was also looking at the screen. 

"I think your tits would be much better than hers," he said indicating a rather bored looking model that was currently getting fucked in a doggy position.

"I agree!" I chipped in. I rather liked the way that this conversation was going.

"You think so?" asked Sasha with a wicked grin. "You think my tits are nice?"

As both Ray and I stared at her covered breasts, the young woman put her hands on her hips and thrust her chest out towards us. "But I think they too big!"

"No, no!" we both said in unison.

"Be better if we could see them properly, though!" Ray added.

I realised that this was a crucial moment in the evening's proceedings. Whatever Sasha decided now would set the scene for the rest of the night. I needn't have worried. With a laugh she quickly unbuttoned her top and pulled it open to reveal a lovely pair of large, braless breasts.

Ray was on her in an instant. His hands covered the ripe mounds of flesh and his fingers immediately began to tease the buds of her nipples into hard points.

"Mmmmm, thats nice, Ray," she murmured, "more please. Alan, you too please!"

I took my cue gratefully and with a rock hard erection trying to burst from within my pants I quickly joined the pair on the sofa. My hands trembled as they slipped under her short skirt and pushed it upwards. Her thighs were tanned and smooth and as the garment bunched up around her waist, it revealed a pair of tiny white panties. Sasha gasped as I ran my finger gently along the gusset and allowed her legs to fall wider open. I eased the material to one side and saw that her bush was neatly trimmed - just the way I like it. As soon as my tongue touched the soft, inner folds of her vagina I could feel her moisture start to seep out. I have always loved eating pussy - especially young pussy - and I set to my tast with enthusiasm. With Ray nibbling and teasing her nipples and my tongue lashing against her clitty, it wasn't long before Sasha was moaning out loud as her first orgasm flooded over her.

"I think Alan could do with a little attention now, baby!" Ray said as he continued to play with her very hard nipples, "you like to suck on some cock, sweetie?"

"Mmmm! I love to suck cock! Please let me put you in my mouth, Alan!"

Again, who was I to argue! My fly was open in the blink of an eye and I presented my solid meat to the young Russian willingly. Easing my jeans and underwear down, I sat on the edge of the sofa and fed my erection directly into her mouth while Ray replaced me between her legs.

Sasha was still coming down from her climax and I began to buck my hips and force my manhood between her lips while Ray lapped tenderly at her quivering pussy with an eager tongue.

"Oooh, I cum again!" Sasha howled again and I felt her body shudder, her lips locked firmly around my wide cock head.

"Two cums in the space of a few minutes, man!" commented Ray in between licks. "I guess we doing something right!"

I could feel the tension building up in my balls as Sasha sucked and played with me and suddenly it was too much for me to cope with. With a cry of satisfaction I let my cum flow. My balls contracted and shot a huge jet of cum straight into the young Russian's throat. She gagged slightly and had to come up for air, but she still managed to swallow most of my jism and then to lick me clean afterwards. I was a little upset at cumming so soon, but knew that I would be hard and ready again in only a few minutes.

"Time for you to get fucked, I think." Ray laughed

With a small amount of maneuvering, he managed to get Sasha into a prone position. Reluctantly - for both Sasha and me - she allowed my still hard cock to slip out of her hot mouth as she waited for Ray to make his move.

Leaving his T-shirt on, ray quickly stripped off the lower half of his attire. His shoes and socks got flung to the far corner of the room in his haste to disrobe and his jeans and underwear ended up on an armchir opposite. I looked at my friend and colleague. I had seen him naked before of course - showers after so many squash games - but I was still impressed with the size of his weapon as it stood proud and erect from his body.

"You want this, baby?" he teased, "You want Ray to fuck you with his big, hard dick?"

Not giving the girl any time to respond to his obviously rhetorical question, Ray grabbed the ankles of her black boots and roughly spread her legs as wide as he could. With a force that I hardly recognised, he pulled her panties away from her body, tearing the material and causing the girl to moan out her willing consent. Now unfettered by the underwear, Sasha's pussy looked beautiful. The soft, pink folds of her sex lips peeled back almost automatically and I could see the glistening moisture around her visibly throbbing clit. Ray teased her again, running the head of his cock slowly between her wet lips and slipping only the tip inside her before pulling back out again.

"Oooh...fuck me, Ray....fuck me..fuck me...fuck me!"

And then, with a deep lunge, He was inside her and pistoning his tool high up inside her love hole. Sasha's eyes almost popped out of her head and I heard her gasp in a great lungful of air as she was invaded. 

Ray grunted and rutted and it was quickly clear that this frantic fuck was never going to last very long. Sasha's hands were on her own breasts and pulling at her swollen, turgid nipples as she rode the sexual roller-coaster that was Ray's cock. He sweated, he gritted his teeth and then, with a cry of lust he pulled out. His hand flew up and down his haft as the cum jetted from the tip and splashed obscenely onto Sasha's mound.

By the time Ray was finished, my own cock had, as I knew it would, returned to full strength. I wanted to fuck this girl badly and I knew how I was going to do it.

"You ever take it up the ass, baby?" I asked with a grin.

Sasha shook her head no. She looked a little concerned.

"That's okay, sweetie, you'll like it. I promise!"

Neither did I wait for an answer. With Ray's help we lifted the young woman bodily into the air and, with me sitting comfortably back on the sofa. Ray helped her lower herself down onto me. My cock was still wet with cum and saliva and, as she neared me I used my finger to scoop up some of the liquid and lubricate her tight, young asshole.

Ray, having now completed his task, stood beside the quivering woman and fed his tool into her willing mouth.

"That's it, honey. Clean it all up for me!"

I could feel my cock now at the entrance to Sasha's tight ass and longed for that initial penetration. I had used my fingers to widen her up a bit, eventually working two of the digits into her dark passage. She was ready, I was ready. Her legs trembled as my cock touched her ring but my hands gripped her hips and continued to guide her downwards. There was a little initial resistance but as she dropped lower, her hole opened like a flower and accepted my hot, hard dick.

The sound of Sasha's cry was mixed with my feelings of pure lust as I experienced her tight back door gripping my tool and I gasped out as the warm sensations flooded over me. Slowly, slowly she dropped further down, rising every now and then to reposition herself and to get a better angle to suck Ray's now hardening cock.

"Jeez, man," he exclaimed, "I'm getting hard again! This little slut has sucked me back to life!"

"Yeah," I agreed, "She's one hot little Russian and she seems to know how to get ass-fucked properly!"

"You gonna cum up her ass, Alan? Or shall we both cum on her face and tits together?"

Actually, the thought of shooting my cum up inside this delightful girl's ass was very attractive but, I had to admit, Ray's idea sounded even better!

"You got it Ray! A faceful it will be!"

With one deft movemant, I managed to roll back and allow Sasha to topple off me. For a moment she was all arms and legs as her slender limbs spread open and gave me a great view of her soaked cunt and stretched-open asshole. As soon as she recovered her composure though, she sat back with her head to the sofa but left her legs spread wide open. Ray and I stood on either side of her. Our hard cocks were just inches from her face as we started to jerk ourselves off. As we had all cum at least once already, both Ray and I took a little time in getting near to climax. Sasha could see that we were close and used each of her hands to gently cup our balls and massage them tenderly.

I was first, but only by about two seconds. As soon as the first jet of cum had splashed across the Russian's pretty face, Ray also unloaded.There was cum flying everywhere. Sasha's hair was matted and the thick liquid trickled from her chin and dripped into her beautiful big tits. She seemed as happey to receive our gifts as we were to give them and after a few more minutes we were all collapsed on the carpet, breathing hard and trying to recover from our exertions. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the day's work - I don't know, but soon after Ray and I had cum, we both fell into a deep sleep. 

I awoke first and stared blearily at my wrist watch. It was 4.25am and I guessed that we had been asleep for about three hours. I looked over at Ray who was only just returning to conciousness. The room looked different somehow - empty. I looked around for Sasha but there was no sign. Slowly I trudged to the bathroom to relieve my aching bladder - no Sven either. The bathroom mirror was the first thing that caught my eye. Lipstick red handwriting - Sasha's colour. I read:-

"Thanks for everything, guys. You were both really good!

Sorry to have to do this but we need the cash. It;s tough in Russia and it's tough in this country too - Haha! Don't bother trying to look for us now, the drugs should make you sleep for at least three hours and by that time Rick and I (Tanya, actually) will be long gone! Try not to feel too bad - exploitation works both ways, you know!"

"Hey, Alan?" Ray's subdued voice echoed ghost-like from the lounge, "have you seen my laptop computer? And I don't seem to be able to find my wallet either."

I sighed deeply and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I guess there's one born every minute! 

Exploited for Money



This is a story about my first modeling shoot. I was eighteen years old at the time and a bit naïve. I'd been thinking about modeling for a while before I started. One day I decided to just go for it and give it a try. 

I did a search for modeling jobs on the internet and responded to one of the first advertisements I found. The ad said they wanted first timers and girl-next-door types for lingerie and playboy-style modeling, with lots of teasing shots and nothing too explicit, so I thought it might be a good place to start. I sent my picture and mobile phone number off and got a call a few days later to set up the time and place. I was living in Essex, in south-east England, at the time, and the studio was in East London, which is about an hour away on the train. The guy on the phone said he'd love to meet me and audition me for a job, and told me to come in the following day, at about eleven in the morning. I asked what I should wear for the audition, and he said not to worry about it, just to wear street clothes. He asked me my size and told me he'd bring a few things for me to try on.

I was pretty nervous and excited about it that night. I decided not to tell my boyfriend, but I gave my best friend a call. She was a bit surprised that it happened so quickly, but she said she'd come in with me the next day for company. 

The next morning I was even more nervous. I got up really early and spent ages in the bathroom getting ready. I shaved my legs and under my arms for the second time in a week, and washed my hair and styled it in the mirror for about an hour. I've got short, straight blonde hair, and I spent ages brushing it. Then I tied it back behind my ears with a loose pony-tail. 

I don't normally wear much make-up, and the guy on the phone had told me to keep it natural, but I did put a little bit of glossy lipstick on, and mascara, and I dabbed a bit of pale blue powder around my eyes. I put my best underwear on as well, a black g-string and matching bra, and wore a pair of jeans and a t-shirt over the top of them. I packed a few other things in my bag while I was waiting for my parents to go off to work, then I went to meet my friend at the train station and we went in to London together.

The shoot was in Hackney, which meant we had to get off the train in the city and change over for a bus. By the time we finally found the place we were already running a bit late. My friend said she'd come up with me to make sure I was alright, and then she was going to leave for a while and come back and meet me afterwards. We had to buzz the door to get inside, and I could already tell from the intercom that the guy was a bit annoyed about having to wait, so we hurried up the stairs to his flat. 

I was out-of-breath when we arrived at his floor, and I had butterflies in my stomach. When we knocked on the door they got worse, and I even felt a little light-headed. Then he opened it and invited us in.

He was in his mid-fifties or so. He had grey hair and spoke with a kind of nasal tone, like his nose was blocked. His name was John. I introduced myself and my friend. 

"The more the merrier," he said. "She can stay if she wants and watch the shoot."

She said she'd hang around for a while and see how it went. 

After that, John invited us into his office and made me sit down in front of a camera on his desk. He sat down on the other side of the desk and turned the camera on. My friend stood out of the way up against the wall. 

Then John started the interview.

"I usually film everything," he said, "just to see how you settle in."

"That's ok," I said.

"How are you feeling?"

"A little nervous."

"Just try and relax. You'll be fine. Before we really get started though I need to check your ID, and get you to sign a release."

I had my driver's license with me, so I showed that to him. He made me hold it up in front of the camera for proof of my age. Then he handed me a contract to sign. I had a quick read over it and signed it on the last page. 

"That just gives me control over the images and video we take," he said.

"Ok."

When I'd signed it and given it back, he explained a bit more to me.

"What's your name again?" he asked.

"Becky."

"Great, Becky, well what we're going to do today is take some pictures of you in one or two different outfits, and make a little video. I've got an associate of mine in the studio downstairs, so we'll go down there in a minute. He's ready with the video camera."

"Ok".

"Now you got the train in here today right?"

"Yeah."

"Ok," he said. "I can reimburse you for that. Because it's an audition you won't actually get paid for today, but I can settle your fares."

"Ok, thanks."

"If you do okay today then we might get you some more work, right?"

"Yeah, ok".

"Cool. We'll I'd like to start with a quick interview. Are you happy with your friend here, or would you rather do this alone?"

"No, it's ok. She can stay."

"Ok, well then, for the camera now, tell us your name and how old you are."

"I'm Becky," I said again. "I'm eighteen."

"Alright, great, now I'm going to ask you this one now although I already know the answer: have you ever done anything like this before?"

"Like modeling?"

"Yeah."

"No, never."

"Great. And how many guys have you slept with?"

"What? Three."

"Cool. When was your first time?"

"When I was fifteen."

"With who?"

"One of my brother's friends."

"Great. How old was he?"

"Twenty-one."

"And what's the naughtiest thing you've ever done?"

"Like sexually?"

"Yeah."

"I jerked a guy off for a dare once. When I was in high school. That was my first kind of sexual experience."

"How old were you?"

"I don't know. I'd just started high school, so like thirteen I guess."

"Who dared you?"

"Some of the older girls. My friend and I had to do it, with two separate guys, at a party."

"How old was your guy?"

"I don't know. They were seniors, so a couple of years older I guess, like sixteen."

"Cool. Tell us about it."

"We had to go in the closet to do it, in the dark. I couldn't really see what I was doing, and it was my first time fooling around. The guy got me to kneel down and he kind of leaned back against the wall."

"How did he come?"

"On my panties. That was part of the dare. I had to show them his come to prove we'd really done it, so I took them off, and when he was ready I held them over his cock."

"Wow. And did your friend do it as well?"

"Yeah. She went after me."

"Cool."

"How did you feel afterwards?"

"I don't know. Embarrassed, I guess, plus a bit excited."

"Yeah? And how are you feeling right now?"

I laughed. 

"A bit embarrassed." 

I was blushing too, and feeling really nervous.

"Don't worry about it. Do you want to stand up for us now and show me your body?"

"Ok."

I stood up. He told me to turn around.

"Nice ass," he said. "You can sit back down now."

"Now, what kind of panties have you got on? Something nice?"

"Yeah, I guess. A g-string."

"And what about the bra?"

"Just, kind of, matching, lacy."

"Show me, pull up your top."

I started blushing straightaway, but I did what he told me and pulled up my top to show him my bra, and my breasts.

"Great," he said. "Really pretty. I've got a little skirt here for you to wear, and a singlet top, and a pair of boots. You can try them on but they should fit alright. You're a size ten right?"

"Yeah."

He showed me into the bathroom then where I could get changed. My friend gave me a funny look when I left the room. She was feeling pretty uncomfortable I think.

When I got back I was feeling a little uncomfortable myself. I had a very short off-white leather skirt on with a black singlet top, and I was wearing the boots he'd given me. John said I looked great, and led me and my friend down to the studio. 

When we got there he introduced us to Rick, who had the video camera. The studio was really just a lounge room with a black leather sofa, a bed, a white screen backdrop and a lot of lights. I had a minute or two while they finished setting things up to talk to my friend before it started.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked me.

"Yeah," I said, "I think so."

"I don't know if I really want to watch," she said. "I might wait for you outside. Give me a call when you're finished."

"Ok," I said, and she left.

Then John came over and showed me where to stand, and how to pose, with my hands on my hips. 

"That's perfect," he said. "Now I want you to just smile for me, and relax, and try and look natural."

We played around like that for a while, with me just posing on the sofa, kneeling on it, and lying down, and even just looking at some magazines and ignoring the camera. While John was taking photos, Rick was in the background with the film camera, filming me.

After a little while John got me to do some sexier poses, like hiking my skirt up a little and cupping my breasts, and licking my lips and things like that. Then he got me to sit on the edge of the sofa and spread my legs while he came over and pushed the skirt up enough to show my panties. 

"That's great," he said, when he was really close to me. "You look beautiful." He put his hand on my neck then and kissed my cheek quickly. "And you smell great!" he said.

I was a little uncomfortable, but I laughed anyway, and he went back to taking photos, crouching down to take a few more showing my panties.

"Now it's time to take your top off," he said. "Nice and slow."

My hands were shaking, but I was a bit excited about going further too, so I started lifting my top. 

"That's great," he said, encouraging me.

When it was fully off I removed my skirt as well, and he got me to stand up and pose for a while in my lingerie. While I was posing, he kept coming over and putting his hands on me to move me into different positions, then getting me to hold still there while he photographed me, before moving me again into another position. After a little while his hands were touching me everywhere, on my legs, and my ass, on my breasts, and even around my vagina when he adjusted my g-string. And then he told me to take off my bra.

I've always been a little uncomfortable about my breasts, but I did it anyway, and he kept telling me how sexy I looked. Then he told me to pull my g-string down, and I was completely naked in front of him. 

After that he put the camera down and came over to me again. 

"One of the things that really helps with a shoot is when the girls have a nice curve to their back," he said, moving me around to accentuate the curve. 

"And it looks great when they've got nice hard nipples," he said, as he started to fondle my breasts. "You don't mind if I touch them do you?"

"No," I said. "It's ok."

He stepped back then and took a few more photos. My nipples were hard now, full of blood and extremely sensitive.

He came closer and touched them again, pinching the right nipple gently between his forefinger and thumb. I noticed that Rick was still filming me, moving closer. 

I was feeling really uncomfortable now, standing nude in front of two strangers while one of them groped me, and I felt a bit stupid as well for not guessing that this was going to happen. I thought it was going to be a lingerie shoot, or naked but just as a tease, hiding my nipples behind my arms and holding my legs together. But this was something else.

While he was still holding my nipple, John pulled me closer and kissed me, sticking his tongue in my mouth. I was a bit shocked, and I didn't really respond, but he kept trying, moving his tongue, so I kissed him back quickly. Then he squeezed my nipple again, a bit harder, and moved away for more photos.

"How are you feeling now?" he asked.

"Nervous," I said.

"Great."

Then he put the camera down and moved closer again. 

"Now, Becky, I'm going to come and sit with you on the sofa while Rick does the filming."

He took my hand and led me over, then sat me down. Then he sat down beside me, with one hand around my waist. I was shaking a little bit with nerves, and trying not to jerk when he touched me.

"You look great," he said, "now just try and relax. Take your boots off". 

I did what he told me -- unzipping the boots and removing them, and trying to calm myself down. 

"Now," he said, "I want you to put one foot up on the couch so we get a nice look at your pussy."

I did what he said, lifting my foot so that my legs were spread wide.

"That's good," he said.

Rick came closer to film. Meanwhile John moved his hand a little closer to my vagina, until it was resting on the inside of my thigh. 

"You're a bit hairy," he said, referring to my vagina. "You'll have to shave all this off if you want any paid work."

While he spoke he started touching me, running his fingers through my pubic hair, very gently. 

"How's your pussy? Nice and tight?"

I couldn't really respond. My heart was beating hard, my throat felt dry and hoarse, and I was light-headed again. The muscles in my legs were leaping under the surface, and my cheeks were burning red with embarrassment and shame.

Then John started fingering me, first with one finger, then two, then he turned me around so I was facing him and started kissing me again. Rick was still filming, coming up behind the sofa, holding the camera close to my face.

I tried to say no, but he kept going. When I said no again, he withdrew his fingers and gave me a funny look.

"Just try and relax Becky. You'll be fine. Don't waste my time." 

Then he started again, moving his fingers inside me. 

He really knew what he was doing, and I was starting to get turned on by it. I was still blushing and shaking, and my eyes were closed, but I was moaning a little too, and kissing back, forgetting the camera and starting to get involved in what he was doing.

Then he pulled his fingers out of me and fumbled with his pants, unzipping them and unveiling his cock, already half-hard in his hands.

"On your knees now Becky," he said. "It's time for you to suck me off."

He half-lifted and half-dragged me off the sofa and onto the floor in front of him, spreading his legs for me to kneel in between, in front of his erection. Then he unbuttoned his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Rick moved around then to film me from over John's shoulder, so I saw the camera every time I looked up.

I took his cock in my hand and fondled it while it grew hard. It was bigger than my boyfriend's cock, and uncircumcised. His balls were fat and drooping and covered with lots of little curly black pubic hairs. I jerked the foreskin up and saw a glistening ball of pre-cum gather in the gap left between the soft brown skin and the engorged purple head. 

"Lick it," he said. 

"I'm not sure," I said, trying to assert myself.

"C'mon Becky," he said, grabbing my neck and drawing me closer to his cock, until it was brushing up against my face. 

"Now open your mouth," he said roughly. "Stop fucking around and suck me off."

I reached my tongue out slowly and ran it over the surface of the head, and then I opened my mouth and took it inside. I looked up and saw him grinning, with a slight sweaty red sheen on his face. Now his breathing was labored.

"Yeah," he said, and settled back down in the sofa. 

My cheeks were still burning bright red, and I felt really stupid for letting myself get into this situation, and not stopping it sooner, but I also thought I might as well go through with it now and just suck him off for a minute. I knew I'd never get any work if I didn't do what he said. 

"That's nice Becky," he said, as I started to suck him. "Let's see what you can do."

I've never been very good at giving head, and I could tell straightaway that he wasn't really enjoying it. I felt even more embarrassed about that, that I couldn't really do it very well. 

Anyway, after a few minutes of that I felt John's hands on my head, pushing me down hard on his cock. He kept pushing until it touched the back of my throat. I almost gagged then and tried to pull up off him, but he jerked his hips and thrust the head of his penis even deeper, until it starting going down my throat. 

I started choking but he wouldn't stop

"C'mon Becky," he said, pushing harder, "let's see you take it all down."

I was finding it really hard to breath and I thought I might throw up, or pass out. Saliva was running out of my mouth and down over his balls, and my eyes were wet with tears. I was choking and coughing and I could taste bile but he wouldn't stop until I'd managed to swallow it all and my nose was pressing up against his pubic hairs. Then he suddenly let me go.

I sat up immediately, spitting his cock out of my mouth as quickly as I could and trying to recover my breath. 

I felt humiliated, and degraded, like I'd just been raped. My breasts were covered in saliva, and there were lines of it trailing from my mouth. I tried to get all the saliva off my mouth and chin as quickly as I could, rubbing it off with my hands, turning my face away from the camera even as Rick came up closer to me, trying to capture my expression. 

"That was ok," John said. "You look sexy with a cock in your mouth, but you're pretty fucking shit at it."

By this time I was almost past caring what he said, in some weird state of shock, a little light-headed still, my chest heaving, and I still felt nauseous, like I wanted to vomit. 

"Come and sit on my lap," he said then, and lifted me off the floor and made me straddle him on the couch.

I felt his cock pressing up against my groin, and I noticed Rick moving around behind me to get into a better position to film, and then before I really knew it John was inside me, his hard cock stretching and splitting me inside.

I started to panic a little bit then. All the muscles in my vagina seized up, and I started to sweat, all over. I was still panting but my breath was coming now in little ragged gasps, and I was close to tears.

For a minute he just rested there, moving really slowly, just rocking his hips back and forth until there was a small space inside me that held him perfectly. Then he lifted me up and carried me, bodily, across the studio and over to the bed. He laid me down then, very slowly, his cock still inside me, and started kissing me again, while Rick moved around the room positioning lights.

When Rick was ready with the lights and the camera, John started fucking me again, thrusting harder now.

"I want to hear you moan, Becky," he said into my ear while he was fucking me. "Nice and loud so all those guys at home can hear. I want you to imagine them jerking off while they watch you getting fucked."

While he was whispering he grabbed my nipples again, roughly, and squeezed them until I cried out.

Then he moved me again, over to the edge of the bed, and grabbed my legs to force my knees up to my chest.

He was really deep inside me now, and it hurt a little. I was moaning harder and jerking away every time he thrust into me but he wouldn't stop. 

After a few minutes like that he withdrew his cock and turned me over, making me kneel on the bed, on all fours, like an animal. Then I felt his hand on his back and he entered me again. 

"You like that Becky?"

I just moaned again and tried to shut it all out, wanting it to be over.

Then I heard John spitting, and I felt it land on my ass -- a warm, wet glob of saliva. I glanced around, but Rick was still in front of me, and told me to keep looking at the camera.

Then John's spit on me again, and this time it fell right into the crack between my buttocks. He pushed my lower back down then, so my ass was spread even wider, and started fingering my anus.

"You're a dirty little slut, aren't you," he said, while he was doing it.




Exploited for Money



I'd never let anyone play with my ass before, and it felt really weird at first, like I was losing control of my bowels, but John kept fingering me. Then he pulled it out again and brought it up to my face.

"How does that smell?" he said, and covered my nose with it. He started laughing when I tried to pull away and called me a dirty slut again.

He kept fucking me then, for ten or twenty minutes, in a few different positions, and then he finally he said he was ready to come. I told him I wasn't on the pill, so he pulled it out, and made me lie on my back, with a pillow behind my neck, and then he sat on top of me, with on knee on either side of my head, so I couldn't really move, and started smearing his cock across my face, and jerking off. 

"You're a nice little slut, aren't you," he said while he was looking down at me. "How do you like that?"

I didn't say anything, so he grabbed my hair and starting pulling my head up.

"Tell me what a dirty slut you are," he said. "Say it!"

"I'm a slut," I said quietly.

"Say it louder, bitch. Say 'I'm a dirty slut'".

This time he spat on me when I opened my mouth to speak, and pulled my hair even harder.

"I'm a dirty slut," I said finally, loudly.

"Alright Becky," he said. "Here it comes, open your mouth."

I was so desperate for it to be over that I did what he said, just in time, for it started to spurt straight away. The first lot landed in my mouth, and then another one hit my nose and ran into my eye. He kept coming until it felt like I was covered with it, then he laughed and told me to open my eyes. 

"That's beautiful Becky," he said. "There's just one last thing I need and then I can let you get out of here. I just want you to look at the camera and say 'Look at me now Daddy: I'm a cum-face slut, and I've just been degraded."

By that point I just wanted him off me. My eyes were stinging with his come and I felt sick, like I was about to throw up, or lose control and start crying, so I repeated what he'd said: "I'm a dirty slut and I've just been degraded." Then he gave me a towel and let me get cleaned up.

When I got into the bathroom and I was finally alone I sat down on the toilet and burst into tears. My eyes were still stinging from his come and my vagina felt really sore, and I just felt really dirty.

There was a shower there so I got into that and tried to wash it all away. Then I got dressed and came back out. 

He was still naked, with his flaccid cock hanging between his legs like an empty glove. True to his word he paid me nothing but the train fare. 

I started crying again when I was leaving, and he just patted me on the bum and told me to call him if I ever wanted to do anal, or a group sex scene. He tried to comfort me by saying I'd done a pretty good job, and I'd get paid for the next one.

And then I left.



Exploiting Ashley



I quickly began cleaning up my house, Rushing through each room because my long awaited guest was about to arrive. My sister Ashley hasn't come up to see me for nearly 2 years and I wanted the place to be perfect for her. I spent most of my time in the guest bedroom, Cleaning it up and putting fresh sheets and blankets onto it. My wife Nikki was in the other room making dinner when I heard Ashley's car coming up the drive way. 

I quickly finished up and raced outdoors to meet her, I just got there as Ashley walked up the steps and threw her arms around me. I haven't seen her in such a long time, I could barely remember what she looked like. Long brown hair,brown eyes, and a kick ass body to go along with it. We walked inside and Nikki repeated the gesture I gave Ashley and hugged her tightly as well. Nikki and Ashley have always gotten along together. 

We sat and chatted til 3 in the morning when we decided to go to bed. Nikki and I hugged Ashley 1 last time as she went to her bedroom. I followed Nikki upstairs and we headed straight to the bedroom. I was so happy that Ashley was hear, I guess Nikki near it and took full advantage of it. She closed the door behind us and quickly wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. We held each other and made out for god knows how long. By now, I already had a large erection and I was ready to fuck Nikki. 

I placed her on the bed and started kissing her from her neck to her breasts, Huge D cup sized breasts that bounced like a basketball when I removed her bra. Thanks to the cool air, Nikki's nipples were very erect and I sucked on them like a new born baby. While sucking on her breast, I removed my pants and stop soon after to do the same to her. I rubbed my cock against her pussy, which was wet and ready for my large cock. 

Slowly I entered and pulled out of Nikki's pussy, Teasing her until she flipped me on the bed and mounted on top of me. She thrust down on my cock as she took my entire 10 inch cock into her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned lightly in my ear as she raised herself and slammed again on my cock. I couldn't take it anymore, I was so use to dominating her I flipped her over and returned the favor she gave to me. I drove into her pussy hard, Fucking her as fast and as hard as I could. 

I could feel her pussy's juices splash and cover my cock and balls with every thrust. She moaned louder and louder until she shuttered from a large orgasm in which I soon followed with an orgasm of my own. My cum filled her pussy and was slowly working its way onto our bed sheets. Nikki got up and went to the bathroom to clean up before finally coming back to bed. She kissed me on the cheek and turned to her side, I wrapped my arms around her and with my semi-hard cock pressed against her ass, I fell asleep. 

I work the next morning with Nikki still in my arms, She opened her eyes slowly and kissed me, Thanking me for the good fucking I gave her the night before. I got up from my bed and put on my pants, Working my way downstairs I say Ashley sitting at the table sipping on her cup of coffee while reading the papers. After a small discussion we decided to go swimming to cool during the hot day. Nikki couldn't come because She still had to clean the house up, I was sad cause I loved seeing her in her bikini. 

Ashley and I quickly threw on our beach cloths and went out to the car. I wore my black swim shorts and She wore a Pink bikini, The bra was so small it could barely hold her tits, Ashley always loved showing off her body. It took us about a half hour to get to the beach, I immediately hit the water and Ashley laid down to work on her tan. After emerging from the water I noticed Ashley wasn't there, I figured she was in the bathroom. I went to the car and got my cloths and towel so I could dry myself off and change then I went into the bathroom. 

Quickly I noticed the woman's moans in the stall next to me. Her body thumping against the wall as the guy who was fucking her was slamming into her with his cock. The woman had 1 hell of an orgasm cause she was screaming her ass off. All I could do was smile and get dressed, I quickly threw on my cloths and went back to the car. About 20 minutes later Ashley came into view, It was clear that she was coming from the bathroom. I just hoped it wasn't her getting fucked in there. Our return home was a silent one, We came back home, Ate dinner, and went to bed. 

Like the night before I had sex with Nikki, I fucked her from behind and I knew she loved it. About an hour of fucking later I finally came and like before Nikki went to the bathroom to clean herself up. I decided to go downstairs to get a cup of water, But before I felt I felt something wet on my foot. I looked down to see a pair of panties that are soaked with god knows what. I immediately knew it was Ashley's panties because I've seen all of Nikki's panties, Was she watching us make love? I don't know but I hide the panties downstairs, Got my cup of water, and returned to bed. 

I woke the next morning to find Nikki gone, She left a note on the stand that said she's off to her mother's house for a few days. I was so excited that Ashley was here, I completely forgot. Suddenly I heard a noise downstairs and I went to go check it out, I walked down the stairs slowly to find Ashley rummaging through my things muttering Where Is It? Where Is It?. I was right, Ashley's panties were the ones that I found last night but why where they in front of our door? Was Ashley masturbating while watching Me and Nikki have sex? 

Deciding not to pursue the subject, Me and Ashley sat around most of the day getting drunk and watching movies. I decided to go to bed earlier and thanks to the alcohol, I passed out around 9. I woke up at 3 in the morning with the worst taste in my mouth and the need to go to the bathroom. I raced into the bathroom and a few minutes later I came out and decided to go downstairs to get some water and see whats on TV. On my way downstairs I saw that Ashley's door was open and I took a peak in, She was laying on her bed with her legs spread and a dildo shoved nearly all the way in her pussy. 

I could not believe it, My sister fucking herself in my own house. I was too shocked to believe it, I tried to block it out and I went downstairs and instead of a cup of water, I drank the rest of the vodka we had left and walked back upstairs. I could not help but peek in her room again but instead of a dildo, Ashley was getting fucked by 2 guys who fucking her in the asshole and pussy at the same time. I don't know how I missed them before, I guess they were in the bathroom getting ready. I nearly puked from the thought that my sister, My sister of all people was a nympho. 

In a fit of rage I wanted to go in there and beat the shit out of those guys but I just went back to bed and tried to sleep. I couldn't sleep at all, How could I when my sister was getting double teamed in the next room. I sat on my bed til 6 in the morning and I heard the men leave her room and quietly leave the house. I peeped my head out of the doorway and saw that Ashley tip toed downstairs and I could her search through her stuff and get something. I hide quickly when I heard her come upstairs so I couldn't see what she got. 

I decided enough was enough, I emerged from my room with 1 thing in mind and that was to expose my sister for the slut that she was. I walked into her room and could not find her, I knew she was in the bathroom. Noticing the door was opened a crack, I peeped in and saw Ashley fucking herself yet again with a foot long dildo that was planted on top of the toilet seat. She could fit about 10 inches in her pussy and that just made me really pissed off. How many times was she fucked to fit nearly the entire foot long dildo into her? I didn't care, I decided to confront her and I threw the door open. 

TO BE CONTINUED