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Nathan Stokes, Pornstar

By: Dallas_X



"CUT!" the director yelled, the words piercing the warm tropical air. Nathan hated it when a director took it upon themselves to stop a scene, especially when he was on a roll like today. It was 30 degrees outside, and he had been filming for around 2 hours. Or more like "fucking" for around two hours. Nathan froze, all 11 inches of his cock still based inside Asira's talented young pornstar pussy.

He was annoyed alright. Not every girl could take 11 inches balls deep, but when he found the right girl, he made the most of the opportunity. But this director was too much...

Nathan looked unapprovingly at the director, John Stanner. He was an up and comer in the game, and was a little green for Nathans liking. And male. Nathan usually preferred to work with female directors, not because the quality of the scene was improved, but because there was always something a little off about performing for another male.

At least the camerawomen were on form today... and hot. He thought he might take them down to his hotel room on the beach later.

"I'm doin' great here Stanner, why do you keep cramping my style?" he asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Camera 2's down" John replied, pointing behind Nathan. Nathan turned to see a timid looking camerawoman, just inches from his balls, camera in her right hand filming the classic "penetration shot". Nathan gave her a smile and comforting wink, before retrieving his enormous cock from the sultry porn vixen beneath him, one inch at a time.

She moaned as his cock slowly extruded from her pussy, her nails digging into Nathans arms. A flood of pussy juice followed Nathans dismount, some of which struck the young budding camerawoman. She gave him a shocked expression, which slowly morphed into a smile.

"Woops, sorry," Nathan grinned back, allowing his horse cock and balls to dangle in the air, precariously close to her face. He gave Asira a pat on the head, and strolled through the soft beach sand.

They were in the beautiful Bahamas for a three day shoot. It was day one, and already Nathan wanted a new director.

The first scene of the day was Brandy Betts, the cute little anal virgin from Montana. She was young alright, barely 18 and a tight pussy to die for. She'd just started in the porn game, but already she wanted Nathan to fuck her ass. It was after all, the Holy Grail for a man blessed with Nathans endowment. Again, he had a special place for girls who could take his cock up their ass. Many had tried, few had succeeded.

He was happy to declare; Brandy succeeded.

Second scene, two hours later. Sharon Sexx in all her glory. She was a repeat performer with Nathan, she just couldn't get enough. The scene would have been a breeze, had the lighting not fallen down during one of Nathans infamous cumshots. Sharon spent 10 minutes on her knees with a horseload of Nathans finest gracing her sweet face, before the scene could resume.

Even though Sharon secretly hated the taste of cum, in Nathans case she made an exception. During the ten minutes filming was out, she took pleasure in swilling Nathans cum around her mouth, coating her teeth with it, tasting the universally accepted "King" of porn's cum.

By the time they resumed filming, she was part way through her own, self-administered orgasm. She took pride in scooping every drop of the cum adorning her face into her mouth, all the while fingering herself frantically, and staring fixedly and erotically into Nathans eyes.

Finally, there was Asira, on all fours in the warm, tropical sand; her gaping pussy open wide for the entire world to see.

Just another day in the life of the world's greatest pornstar.

It was only two thirty, and it had already been a full on day. Tomorrow Nathan was scheduled for a foursome shoot, with three of England's tightest bisexual porn babes, and he wanted to be fully rested and rejuvenated for that scene. Nathan, and his audience, had been waiting a long time for these girls to get together... and it was guaranteed to be an explosive scene. Hence his annoyance at the constant delays today had brought.

He needed to call his manager and set this straight.

Nathan walked over to an assistant. "Thanks honey," he smiled, as she blushed and handed him his phone. He winked at her and dialled his manager...

He cleared his throat and began.

"Matt, where did you find this guy?" he said angrily into the phone.

Matt had been his manager for the past few years, and was extremely trustworthy and honest. Two values you needed in a manager in this industry, though he had a tendency to be a little meak and submissive.

"Nathan, look you gotta be patient with this guy," Matt said, "He's only made a few porn movies to date, but he's the next big thing. He's already won an AVN award for directing, and he's barely getting started. He's disorganised, and pedantic as Hell... but you're gonna get a great result".

"Fuck this guy, this is the tenth time he's cut me... in the middle of a great scene. You know how I am Matt, when I'm fucking a hot pussy there's no stopping me", Nathan responded.

"I know Nate, but you gotta give it time, that's all. Look, I pencilled you in for Jade, Macy and Shiva tomorrow. Just say the word and I'll cancel it. They already flew in yesterday, but I'm sure we can cancel the scene and work something out. If you need a few more days to get it right..."

"No!" Nathan shouted, "I don't need a few more days. Look, I'll get the scene done, I'm horny as hell so it'll be no problem..." He said, glancing at Asira on all fours, her perfect ass and pussy pointing straight at Nathan, dripping wet and begging for more. She was applying more oil to her body as she waited.

"But don't cancel tomorrows shoot. I'm a gentleman, I always meet my obligations," he smiled at the assistant, and hung up the phone.

Matt had put in a lot of effort arranging the Bahamas shoot, and Nathan decided to trust his better judgement. He hoped it would all work itself out in the end.

"We're OK Nathan, let's break for lunch then resume the scene," John yelled, the cameragirl giving a thumbs up.

Nathan stretched, the full day's work finally taking its toll.

Sometimes, he needed to remind himself of how wonderful his life was. After all, he was honestly complaining about fucking three of America's hottest young pornstars in one day. And tomorrow was going to be EPIC. What the fuck is wrong with me... he thought.

There was no denying it. Nathan had the best job in the world. He looked upwards into the crystal blue sky, obscured only by palm trees stirring softly in the breeze. Seagulls flew overhead, softly cawing as they flew by. Sex on the beach was certainly fun, but there were hazards. And being shat on by those gulls was one potential threat. Not to mention the prying eyes of the public. Luckily, they had managed to secure a private beach.

He stretched, flexing his muscles and grinning. Suddenly, something hit him in the face...

SMACK!

"Oh sorry" came a feminine voice, as Nathan removed the clothes that had been flung at him. "Didn't mean to startle you," the camerawoman approached.

"No need to apologize", Nathan responded, pulling the fresh cotton shirt over his head. She came closer, handing him his shoes.

"We're breaking for lunch" she smiled, her eyes followed down Nathans ripped, tall body, ending at his legendary, world famous penis. He let her look. It was fairly normal for the cameragirls to get interested. Nathan had noticed most cameragirls were at least curious. And he also made no excuses about boning the right ones that came along.

Under the Caribbean sun, in only a tee shirt and sporting a well lubed, Asira Banks pussy-juice coated cock, he gazed upon her startling beauty.

"I'm your biggest fan", she smiled at him, toying with her hair nervously. "I'm... I'm Samantha"

A former pornstar herself, Samantha had her brunette hair braided and tied up by small bows. In keeping with the Bahamas theme, she wore a scull and crossbones bandana. Her slender body was tanned and sporting a barely there bikini. Nathan liked what he saw.

"Can I...touch it?" She asked, biting on her finger and twilling a cute little brunette braid around her finger.

Nathan laughed, looking into her eyes. "What have you done to earn that?" he teased, knowing she had played a part in messing up the scene. "If anything, you owe ME."

But she wasn't taking no for an answer. Moving in closer, she ran her fingers down Nathans body, and finally down the length of his shaft.

"Wow..." she exclaimed. Even when flaccid, Nathans cock measured at eight inches. She followed it down from the base to his perfect, mushroom shaped cockhead. She bit her lip as her manicured fingernails cupped around the tip, collecting a trail of Nathans pre-cum between them. She looked into Nathans eyes, "I'm Samantha", she said in a southern accent. "Pleased to meet you... Mr Stokes."

She slowly brought her pre-cum coated fingers to her face to inspect them. There was a trail of precum from Nathans cock to her hand. Samantha took one look at the pre-cum, one look at Nathan, giggled and licked it off her fingers.

"Mmmmm" she moaned, and kept kissing them until an order came from John.

"Everybody! Lunch is served!"

*****

It was mid-afternoon, and the cast and crew dined in a small thatched hut on the beach. Nathan was flanked on either side by Samantha and Asira, their hands roaming over his body, eagerly stroking his cock through his pants. Asira fed Samantha a wedge of watermelon, the two girls playfully giggling as they shared the juicy treat. Samantha ran her tongue down the length of Asiras arm, collecting the juices in her mouth and sharing them with Asira through a passionate kiss. John looked on, envious.

The second camerawoman and assistant were enjoying a few Sapphic pleasures themselves. Turned on by the day's unending displays of erotica, they began to gently play with one another. Their playful groping slowly leading to a kiss, and finally to full on making out; the young women vied obviously for Nathans attention.

"They're not shy, are they," Nathan observed, the assistant blowing a kiss his way.

"I've worked with these girls before," Asira smiled at them, "They really are the best."

"I'll say."

Asira cuddled close to Nathan, nibbling selectively on a few slices of fruit. Keeping a figure as slender and toned as hers required great diligence in the dietary department, and she didn't want to compromise it now. Besides, she still had a cumshot to swallow at the end of the scene, which was no easy task. And with John suggesting she swallow Nathans cum from a Pina Colada glass, she wanted to leave plenty of room for the infamous "Stokes Shot."

In the industry, Nathan was well known for his super-soaker orgasms. Not only did he hold the world record for the largest dick in porn, but also for the highest amount of ejaculate. Asira remembered it being reported as 6 times the semen content of a normal male. Not to mention his fertility...

Asira smiled at the thought, rubbing her well lubricated pussy. The idea of being knocked up by the king certainly enticed her. And she was not alone. Many women wanted to bear Nathans offspring, and share in his strong genetic lineage. In over 10 years of porn, Nathan had fathered over 40 children, both through impregnating impressionable young porn sluts, as well as stud servicing.

One of those women was his manager's wife. Matt had never considered it a breach of trust, even as his manager. Nathan was, after all, the hottest and most endowed male on the planet. Matt paled in comparison as a man, and he knew it. He was proud that Nathan had fathered his two boys.

Nathan ran his fingers through Asiras hair, bringing her mouth up for a wet, tongue lashing kiss.

"You ready to finish the scene?" he asked, gazing deep into her eyes and clutching a Pina Colada glass.

"Yes Nate", she swooned. "I think it's time to taste your cum" she moaned, her fingers joining Samantha's as they rubbed his crotch.

It was more than enough to get Nathan going again...

*****

"ACTION!" John yelled.

"Holy FUCK!" Asira screamed, clutching her erect nipples and bracing herself against the beach towel, as all 11 inches of Nathans cock entered her from behind. Samantha was right in the action, the camera repaired and filming as Nathans balls smacked rhythmically against Asiras bald pussy.

His assault was unrelenting...

"Ohhh gawwwd!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK

"Yes, Yes FUCK ME!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

"Oh YES, you're gonna make me cum!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

"OH GOD YOUR COCK IS FILLING MY PUSSY SO GOOD!"

Asiras screaming was loud enough to break the microphone. Nathan cupped his hands over her breasts from behind, hugging her tiny supple body to his. His chest met the incline of her smooth back, their sweat mingling together as he fucked her with animal ferocity.

His huge balls hit her clit over and over again. Nathan could feel his cock hitting the base of her pussy, deeper than any man had gone before. Asira's orgasmic moaning came to a crescendo as the head of his cock punched through her G-Spot.

"AHHH Yeah! Fuck me! You're a fucking GOD Nathan... FUCK ME!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK

As Nathan slowed his assault, Samantha brought the camera right up to film Asiras face. The agony and extacy of being fucked to an unnatural depth was visible as she went from one emotion to the next.

"Awhhhh" she moaned as Nathan slowly retracted, his cock creating a vacuum in her pussy, causing a twinge of pain. She looked into the camera, her eyes slowly closing under the weight of the feeling.

"Hmmmmm!" she murmured, as Nathan reentered the full length, hitting the G-Spot at the back of her pussy that no other man could reach.

Samantha gave Nathan a smile, mouthing "fuck her stud."

Samantha instinctively knew when a woman was going to cum. In the years she'd spent in porn, and as a camerawoman, there was no denying the signs. Asira was sweating, her face flush with pleasure, her dishevelled hair starting to stick to her face. Samantha tenderly brushed the hair from Asira's face, and looked lovingly into her eyes.

The two women shared a moment together. Samantha had taken a liking to her. She often felt a fondness for the young porn babes she worked with. After all, she used to be one of them. She wanted Asira to look at her as she came, right in her eyes. She wanted to see the pleasure in her face, to experience it with her.

"Is he fucking you good?" she whispered, barely audible over the sounds of the coitus.

Asira nodded, took one of Samantha's fingers and began suckling on it, looking directly into her eyes as she felt the impending orgasm approaching. Nathan looked down at the two girls sharing a moment, and smiled, his thrusting increasing in severity as he pushed Asira over the edge.

"AAAHHHHH!" she screamed, her pussy spasming into her final orgasm of the day. Nathan could feel the pussy juice flooding around his cock, creating a barrier at the wall of her pussy. He pushed in further, the pressure causing the juices to squirt out of her pussy, coating his balls.

Nathan was at the end of his tether. With Asira's climaxing pussy massaging his cock in the most pleasurable ways, and her fresh juices trickling down his thighs, it was time to end this.

Samantha brought the camera up to his face. He gave her a knowing smile, as if to say you better get ready...

In one sweeping motion, Nathan retracted his cock from Asira's tight, wet hole. She crawled on all fours before propping herself up on her knees, tongue out, begging for the load. Nathan grabbed the pina colada glass from the beach towel, and slowly jerked off while watching Asira beckoning, darting her tongue across her lips, a lustful expression on her face. "Give it to me" she begged. "I want to swallow all of it."

He was only so happy to oblige. Pointing his cock into the opening, he exploded.

Nathan roared, as the orgasm two hours in the making finally came to fruition. The crew watched in awe as ribbon after ribbon of white, warm cum splattered into the glass, filling it to the brim. Asira took care to keep her face close. She didn't want to miss a single drop.

Completely spent, Nathan handed the glass to the still reeling pornslut, who promptly squeezed the last of the cum from Nathans cock before inspecting the glass. She admired her handiwork, licking the outside, the metal ball of her tongue stud making a 'ting' noise as she did, fantasising about the taste of its contents.

She gazed into it, the holy grail of porn star cum. She imagined all 900 million sperm racing around in the glass, eager to impregnate a sexy young star just like her. She flicked her tongue inside the glass, tasting the cum. The second the taste hit her brain, she spontaneously erupted into her fifth orgasm of the day. She just couldn't stop herself. Still in the afterglow of her final orgasm, she collected the sperm that was dripping down the side of the glass, and inserted it into her pussy. She promptly guzzled the remainder of the glass, opening her mouth for the cameras to see.

"All gone" she said erotically, circling her tongue inside the glass and staring into the camera.

She massaged the remaining cum in her pussy with her pelvic muscles, forcing it up inside her. This was a moment she had been waiting for, and she was not going to let it go to waste. She blew a kiss into the camera, before passing out at Nathans feet.

*****

It was getting close to the evening, and the sun had begun to lose its intensity.

Nathan leaned against a palm tree as he recovered from his orgasm. The cool, gentle breeze caressing his hair, he stared off into the horizon.

There was something natural about being nude on a beach, he thought. Luckily, this was a private beach, rented for the days shoot by a local millionaire. It had cost an arm and a leg, but in the end it had been worth it. There was nothing quite like fucking in nature to bring out the best in him, and the girls. And all the natural light meant that artificial lighting could be kept to a minimum, so there were always less distractions. The result was a more visceral, natural scene... and hopefully an AVN award. Not that Nathan needed another, his Malibu homes trophy cabinet was full enough as it was.

And with girls like these, who needs trophies?

Nathans eyes followed the flapping seagulls as they flew over the bay, when he noticed a luxury yacht parked just out of view. It had tinted windows, but one particular occupant was on the deck, with what looked like a pair of binoculars. With all the erotic activities of the day, Nathan and the crew hadn't noticed it. The yacht had had an unobstructed view of the scene all along.

"Hmmm, I guess not so private after all," Nathan thought out loud.

"Who are you talking to?" came a voice from behind. Nathan could make out the characteristic southern drawl. Samantha walked over, a cool swish in her walk as she posed in front of him. "Do you always talk to yourself?" she toyed with him, a devilish grin on her face.

"No, you just caught me off guard," he smiled. "How long have you been there?"

"Not long," she giggled. "Just long enough to hear you talking to yourself..."

Nathan blushed.

"Hehe, I'm just playing. That was a great scene today Mr Stokes," she smiled.

"Thanks"

"When you made Asira cum like that, my God... it was a beautiful sight. You two looked great together..."

"Speaking of which," Nathan interrupted, "it looks like you two had a little moment of your own..."

Samantha looked shyly, recalling the intimate moment she had shared with the young pornstar. She kicked at the sand playfully, "Well... sometimes... it helps to be bisexual when you're a camera girl. You know the cues. I could tell when she was going to cum. I managed to capture it perfectly. It's a gift... I guess."


Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 02



This is part 2 of Nathan Stokes, Pornstar.

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Recap:

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In part one; we joined Nathan as he fucked his way across the Bahamas, working with the up and coming porn director, John Stanner. He ploughed through pornstar after pornstar (and a few cameragirls too) in an outrageous orgy the likes of which the world had never seen. We also met Matt (his manager) and learned about Nathans relationship with Laura, Matts wife.

He also met a mysterious stranger, Catherine Tamworth, who offered Nathan a one of a kind proposition he could not refuse.

After a week of sex, Nathan boarded a plane back to California for some well deserved rest. Or so he thought...

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Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Part 2

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"Oh my God!!!"

"Is that who I think it is?!"

"Yeah, I think so..." The soft, feminine whispering of two flight attendants was barely audible over the hum of the aircraft.

"Nathan Stokes?! No way!" they gasped in unison.

"Shhhh! He'll hear us. We don't want to wake him..."

The two giddy flight attendants were huddled together, their hands covering their faces as they gossiped, while occasionally peeking over to catch a glimpse of him. Neither one had so much as seen a celebrity in real life, let alone the world's most famous PORNSTAR. They giggled playfully, blushing as they checked him out.

"He's so hot!!!"

"Why don't you go over and say hi? You've always had a crush on him." She paused, giving her friend some time to consider the offer.

"I can't do that Elle, I'll get in trouble! After all, we've got a job to do..."

Elle, the older of the two girls, was beginning to get frustrated by the shyness of her co-worker. She rolled her eyes, cocking her head as she gave her friend a stern look. "I know Jenny, but the plane is half empty and the passengers are all asleep. Just go over and say hi."

Nathan listened intently, being careful to keep his eyes closed. He'd just spent a gruelling week shooting his latest porno in the Bahamas, and was finally on his way home. After a week of non-stop, mind-blowing sex, Nathan was exhausted beyond belief. He was in no mood for bubbly, ditzy blonde flight attendants with huge tits and... Damn, he thought, checking them out through squinted eyes, a fine pair of asses.

"He looks tired."

"Jenny, he's a PORN STAR. He's probably weary from having sex. But still, do you HONESTLY want to miss out on the opportunity to meet HIM?!"

She blushed, sheltering her face behind her hand, "I don't want to wake him..."

Nathan eyed up her tight little body like a wolf eyeing its prey. Jenny was young, VERY young. She's got to be in her teens, Nathan thought, but damn, what a body. Jenny had the perky, upright posture of a high school chick. He watched her as she shifted from side to side, nervously playing with her hat as the blue and gold uniform clung perfectly to her shapely midriff. Nathan couldn't help but be mesmerized by her. Fuck it, he thought, as a small crack of a smile began to appear on his face, who am I to let down one of my fans?

Elle gently nudged Jenny's arm, "he looks awake to me." Nathan quickly shut his eyes in embarrassment.

"No Elle!" she giggled, "I don't even know what to say!"

"Don't worry, just go over and talk to him." Elle comforted her, stroking Jenny's face. "Look at that pretty face...You're young, he'll like you." She gave her friend a sly grin, "Just think about his huge cock, that should give you the courage..."

She glanced over one last time, her eyes scanning Nathans body from head to toe.

"Good luck," Elle smiled, giving her a reassuring tap on the behind.

Jenny paused, her legs quivering from the thought of what was about to happen. She'd never struck up a conversation with a passenger before. After all, she was a stranger to him, and he seemed to be doing his best do not disturb impression. Awkwardly, she grabbed the coffee pot and walked slowly towards Nathan, carefully placing one foot after the other as she crept past the sleeping passengers on her way. She treaded lightly, self consciously preening her hair as she walked down the isle of the plane.

Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, she chanted over and over in her mind. You're new to this job, don't fuck it up!

Her eyes moved from the other patrons, and centred on her favourite pornstar, casually languishing in the luxurious seats of continental first class.

Just think about his big cock...

As she slowly approached, Nathan looked up at her, and their eyes met for the first time. She felt a rush of adrenaline, a rush that jolted through her body like electricity. Suddenly, the reality of what she was doing began to set in. He was so much bigger in real life, she thought, his broad shoulders and towering figure filling out the large leather seat like a hand in a glove. Nervously clutching the coffee pot, she trembled as she knelt down beside him to offer the brew.

"Coffee... sir?"

Nathan rubbed his eyes, and gazed up affectionately at the beautiful young blonde. She tipped the jug slowly, the wonderful odour of fresh coffee filling the airplane as she struggled to control herself. "I'm nervous, sorry!" she blurted out, wiping the sweat from her brow.

"Don't be," Nathan replied, trying his best to remain stoic.

"I've never met someone famous before..."

Nathan chuckled, amused at the little show Jenny was putting on. He reached out and touched her arm reassuringly, "don't worry, I don't bite".

Jenny took another deep breath, carefully filling the remainder of the cup before standing with the jug in her hands, oblivious about what to do next. Say something! Her internal voice kept screaming. ANYTHING! She swayed nervously from side to side, fidgeting with the lid of the coffee jug.

Just say something!

"Umm... sugar, sir?" she asked, before fighting off the cringe.

Nathan grinned up at her, giving her a wink, "you don't need to worry about that."

Jenny noticed his smile, and began to feel the tension dissolving. After all, they both knew the deal. She didn't just want to serve him coffee, Jenny wanted to meet the world's most famous pornstar. It came as no surprise, after all Nathan had his fair share of female fans, many of whom were itching to sample his sexual prowess. And even though it had been a long flight back to LA from the Bahamas, Nathan was in no mood to turn down the advances of one of his fans. At least, not one in a smouldering hot flight attendant uniform...

"Why don't you sit here?" Nathan raised an eyebrow, patting the empty window seat beside him.

Jenny looked back down the aisle at Elle, as Nathan took her hand to guide her to her seat. Elle watched on, a devilish grin gracing her lips. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything, Elle mouthed. You have fun...

Jenny blew her co-worker a kiss, before sneaking into the chair next to Nathan. "I'm Jenny," she leaned across, giving him an innocent kiss on the cheek.

"Nathan."

"I already know who YOU are," she grinned, before staring blankly at the seat in front. "Boy, this feels strange."

"How so?"

"I've never kissed a passenger before," she laughed awkwardly. "And I've never even met someone famous. You look just how I imagined you would..."

Nathan smiled back, leaning in close, "is that a good thing?"

She grinned, wriggling in the chair as her excitement welled up inside her. "It's a very good thing." Jenny's eyes roamed down Nathans tall physique. "I've seen all your movies, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't find you... attractive."

"I'm flattered," Nathan smiled.

Jenny leaned in closely, barely parting her lips as she brought them up to Nathans ear. "And the way you fuck," she continued, biting her lip in hesitation, "the way you make the girls squirt... I find it very arousing." Jenny paused, her face red with embarrassment as she looked down at the floor. "Boy, I hope you don't mind me saying that..."

"Not at all," he grinned in obvious pride. "I get it all the time."

Jenny sighed, "But then again, maybe it's all just acting..."

"You know pornstars," Nathan grinned, "we're not very good at acting." The couple shared a devious look as Jenny's tiny fingers meshed together with his, and the tension she had felt before dissipated. In its place, a new and profound sense of arousal was beginning to vibrate inside of her.

"Don't be nervous, the passengers will be asleep for a while," Nathan reassured her. "We can have a little fun, if you like..."

"I know, I'm just not used to doing naughty things during work."

Nathan chuckled, "so you're a good girl, huh?"

"Well, I'm trying to be. I've only just finished high school and this is my first real job."

Jenny's slender frame had all but disappeared into the giant first class seat. Nathan laughed as she played with the knobs with all the gusto of an inquisitive teenager, her tiny miniskirt hiking up around her thighs as she tried to recline the seat. Nathan liked what he saw.

"Wow, your hands are huge," she observed, her soft fingers wriggled in his hand. "I guess it's true then. Men with big hands DO have big cocks." She grinned contentedly, seducing Nathan with her eyes as her confidence built. "But I wonder... does it look as big in real life as it does on screen?"

Nathan wrapped his arm around her, hugging her tight. "Well, there's one way to find out..."

Jenny giggled in delight, rubbing her face against his powerful arms. She lifted the armrest between the seats, allowing the couple to become more intimately acquainted. The searing hot pangs of pleasure that had begun racing up her body replaced the last of her tension, resulting in an adrenaline rush that caused her heart to flutter.

"So, what are you doing in LA, big boy?" she whispered, moving her head closer to Nathan.

"I live in LA. Malibu, to be exact. I have a house there... on the beach."

"Very nice."

"You should visit, I could give you a tour."

"Of the bedroom?" she grinned, her hands now moving down his ripped body, feeling the muscles under his shirt. "I have a layover in LA," she smiled up at him, "I'm free for three whole days..."

"We can make it a fun layover, if you like." Nathan began caressing her hair, pushing it to the side to expose her smooth, caramel toned neck.

"Seriously?" Jenny whispered, moaning softly as Nathan ran his nose up the length of her collar.

He took in her aroma, her youthful smell filling his nostrils as he began to slowly kiss her shoulder. "Look at it this way, you've never been with a passenger before, and I've never been with a flight attendant before. We owe it to ourselves..."

Jenny grinned, the proposition filling her with excitement. Holy Shit! She thought. Is this really happening?!

A few moments ago, she had been a young, virginal flight attendant on her way to a three day borefest in LA. Now, she was edging ever closer to the fucking of a lifetime. Her heart raced, pounding against her birdlike chest as a trickle of sweat traced a line down her face. Sure beats staying with mom and dad, she thought, lifting her miniskirt and pulling Nathans hand towards her pussy. "I can't wait," she turned, her lips brushing softly against his.

"Good," Nathan replied. His tongue began moving slowly down her neck, taking in her taste in full, open mouthfuls. "You're not a good girl anymore..."

Her breathing intensified as Nathan inserted three fingers inside her dripping pussy at once. "No, I'm not."

"When we land, I'm gonna take you home with me..."

"Oh God," she murmured.

Nathan breathed in her sweet aroma, kissing down her neck to her shoulder, and unbuttoning her top. "I'm gonna kiss you in my living room, on my bed..." He ran his tongue across her naked shoulder, reaching under her shirt to remove her bra. Jenny's breathing was intensifying by the second, her heart beating like a drum.

"Oh God..."

Elle watched from the galley, as the amorous couple escalated from fondling to full blown making out, while the passengers around them remaining oblivious. Nathans fingers were roaming deep inside her pussy, using his considerable experience to bring her off on the chair. His tongue thrust deeper into her mouth, their saliva mixing together as she moaned in pleasure.

"I can't wait to get you home..." Nathan whispered between mouthfuls of tongue. Jenny's sensitive clit was throbbing in pleasure, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her uniform. Nathan pushed her top to the side, taking a nipple into his mouth.

"Oh God!" she blurted out, almost too loud for comfort.

"In my bathroom... on the balcony."

She grabbed his head in her hands, peering deep into his eyes as his hands penetrated her.

"Oh God, you're gonna make me cum!"

Nathans fingers plunged deeper, digging her g-spot as he raped her mouth with his tongue. "I'm going to play with you outside, in the pool... I'm going to make you so horny you're gonna beg for it," he whispered, muffling her orgasmic cries with his mouth.

"Oh my God!" she stammered, inching closer to climax.

"And then," he said in a soft but stern whisper, "then, I'm going to fuck you..."

***

"Oh!"

[hump hump]

"MY!"

[hump hump]

"GAAAAWD!!!" the stunning young blonde screamed, the full throws of a powerful orgasm taking over her little body.

"FUCK ME!!!" she yelled, her screams reverberating through Nathans bedroom. Jenny braced herself on all fours, her tits rocking back and forth with every thrust. "Oh GOD YES!!!"

Nathan stood proudly behind her, working her over with his world famous cock. He rhythmically pumped the full 11 inches inside her, viciously fucking her as she experienced her fifth orgasm of the morning.

"HARDER! I want your BIG COCK!!!" her cries echoed through the house. "HARDER!" Nathan was happy to oblige, nailing her tight body faster, deeper, while flinging her around like a rag doll on his huge bed.

"AAAHHHHHH!!!"

Strands of blonde hair clung to the sides of Jenny's face, her naked teenage body sticky with sweat. Finally freed from the confines of the aircraft, the amorous couples sexual energy had exploded in a night of no holes barred, adrenaline fuelled fucking the likes of which she had never experienced before. She was exhausted, sleep deprived and aching from experiencing orgasm after blissful orgasm. But Nathan knew he could extract one more...

His powerful hands spread her ass cheeks wide, as he enjoyed the view of his cock pistoning in and out of her trembling pussy.

SLAP! He spanked her ass, pulling on her long blonde hair. With one last cry of ecstasy, Jenny's arms finally buckled beneath her, and she fell face first into the mattress.

[Frump]

"No more!" she moaned, sucking in heavy breaths as her strained body lay limp on the mattress. "I don't want to cum again."

Nathan chuckled, "you're not getting off that easy..."

"No, I'm serious!"

The bed buckled as Nathan hugged her from behind, reinserting the full length of his cock in one motion. He resumed his pillaging of the young teen, fucking in and out of her tight, wet pussy like a piston as she buried her face deep in his pillow.

"Oh God, I don't want to cum again!!!" she moaned, her voiced muffled by the pillow as Nathan ignored her request.

"Don't make me cum!!!" she cried, his cock fucking her harder, deeper than before.

"OOH MY GOD!!!" she screamed, her pussy clenching around Nathans cock as she erupted into another orgasm, the intensity amplified by the lack of oxygen to her brain. Nathan held his cock at maximum depth, his cock head spasming against her cervix as he pumped copious amounts of pre-cum into her womb.

"Good girl, cum for me," he teased, kissing down her shoulder as she winced into the pillow. "you're a good girl..."

The white satin sheets of his king sized bed were drenched with their collective sweat. On his bedroom floor, clothes, alcohol and an unused box of condoms were strewn about haphazardly. Jenny had decided against the Magnum XXL condoms Nathan had kindly offered, instead enjoying the real deal as he fucked her through climax after screaming climax, completely unprotected...

Nathan pulled her tiny body close to his, his cock bottoming out as her pussy muscles clenched around the base, pulling him in deeper. It was all he could take.

"You're going to make me cum, little girl..." he whispered, kissing the back of her neck.

"Cum inside me," she urged, without any hesitation. "I wanna feel your load inside me."

Nathan slowly pulled out as Jenny flipped over onto her back, her legs spread wide as she rubbed her swollen pussy. She bit her lip and gazed at Nathan, his rock hard cock reaching half way up her stomach, throbbing in anticipation.

"Fuck me missionary," she groaned, "I want to look in your eyes as you cum inside me..."

Nathan smiled warmly, leaning in for a kiss, "that's my girl." He slowly re-entered her soaking wet pussy, their sexual juices overflowing and running down Jenny's sensitive ass, as she breathed out a quiet moan.

"Oh... gently..." Jenny stammered, her tight opening struggling to cope with Nathans enormous size. "you're so big..." Nathan resumed his rhythmic stroke, his hands stimulating her breasts as he softly kissed her neck. "You're the king," she gasped between heavy breaths, "You're the king and I want you to cum inside me..."

Nathan took her sensitive nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the edge as he powered deeper, sliding slowly in and out of her, using her tight pussy as his personal fucktoy.

"Yes, COME INSIDE ME!" she ordered, desperately clutching his head and looking into his eyes. "Do it!" Nathan groaned as her smooth legs massaged his back, her thighs gripping his waist tight and pulling his huge cock deeper and deeper with every thrust.

"I WANT YOUR CUM!!!" She begged, kissing him deeply and gazing lustfully into his eyes, her every effort focussed on bringing him the most pleasure humanly possible.

"GIVE IT TO ME!"

"FUUUUUUUUCK!!!" Nathan groaned, as he rammed his cock forward one final time, the most intense orgasm rippling through his body as he began firing jet after jet of sperm directly into her womb. His dick throbbed and spasmed uncontrollably, bucking inside the teenagers tight pussy as she kissed him deeply, completely overcome with passion.

"Oh yes... fill me," Jenny moaned softly into their kiss, feeling content as the warmth of Nathans semen began to fill her pussy. "Your cum feels so good inside me..."

Their breathing slowed, as Nathan and Jenny finally came down from the height of sexual arousal. Jenny's eyes were glazed over, entranced, exhausted, and completely spent. She could feel his weight bearing down on her small body, as his cock remained embedded inside her, pumping its load rhythmically deep inside her pussy.

"Oh Jenny..." he sighed, nudging his mouth against her ear.

Jenny smiled back at him with big, submissive blue eyes. "Mmmmh, thank you, Mr Stokes" she barely whispered, her head rolling back onto the pillow.

He leaned in and tenderly kissed her forehead, as he savoured the last moments of being inside of her. He screwed his hips slowly, feeling the pressure of his load embedded deep in her sucking womb. What a catch, he thought to himself, slowly extracting all 11 inches of his cock from her.

Jenny groaned blissfully as she felt her stretched insides slowly shrinking to normal, trapping Nathans cum almost a foot inside of her.




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 02



"Now, go to sleep baby," Nathan comforted her, pulling the sheets up to keep her warm. She clutched at the satin sheet, shivering as her body remained shiny with sweat.

***

Nathan and Jenny had fucked all night, and the morning sun was finally creeping in through the narrow blinds of the bedroom window. With Jenny panting furiously on the bed, Nathan tiptoed quietly towards the door, careful to avoid stepping on the flight attendant uniform that was still gracing the floor. It lay strewn along with Jenny's undergarments, which had been discarded earlier amidst frenzied passion. Before he could reach the door, Nathan noticed a not so subtle lock of blonde hair protruding out from the side.

"So... Jenny's finally had enough, huh?" the door was held slightly ajar, and a second, slightly older flight attendant poked her head through the crack. "I thought you two might end up fucking right through the day..."

Before she could enter, Nathan quickly wrapped his mouth around hers, jetting his tongue down her throat in a searing, passionate kiss. "You know I could always go again, Elle."

Elle smiled proudly, "I'd love to, but you know I've got a flight to catch. Besides, I think three mind-blowing orgasms in one night is enough..."

She perched her blue and gold hat on top of her dirty blonde locks, still damp with sweat and traces of cum from the night before. Grabbing her overnight bag, she began heading towards the exit. "Not sure about Jenny though, that girl can go and go and go. She's like the energizer bunny." She glanced over her shoulder, taking one last look at her lover. "Promise you won't go TOO hard on her?"

"You know I'm not going to make a promise I can't keep," he smiled, "is this really goodbye?"

Elle glanced down at the ground, "yeah, but at least I've got something to remember you by."

"What's that?"

She gave him a naughty look, while carefully patting her stomach. "When I feel your cum sloshing around inside me while I'm thousands of feet in the air, I'll remember you..."

Nathan smiled proudly, giving her perky ass a final squeeze as she strode out the front door.

***

"BEEP," the answering machine buzzed, "you have... thirty five... new messages."

Nathan paced through the living room of his Malibu beach house, peering out of the large windows at the foam crested waves crashing on the sand. The warm glow of the sun was slowly easing the tension in his body, as he enjoyed the breathtaking panoramic view of the California coastline.

"Warning, your mailbox is almost full."

He didn't know how long he'd been fucking, but it had seemed like forever. His eyes were tired and cloudy - aching as they slowly adjusted to the light. The jetlag had hit him like a ton of bricks.

"To listen to your messages, press 1."

Nathan sighed, kicking his feet up on the couch, before taking a long sip of his coffee. He flipped on the television, and noticed the time on the display. 11am. Fuck, it feels more like 11PM, he thought. His body was still aching and worn out from a week of non-stop sex.

Well, let's get this over with. He pressed 1 on the handset and hit speakerphone, before placing it back down on the table with a thud.

"First new message."

BEEP!

"Hey Nathan, it's Brandi here. Are you home? Just letting you know I'm looking forward to working with you, and the other girls too. Is it true that Asira is going to be at the Bahamas shoot?" She paused thoughtfully.

"Well, I guess you're not home. By the time you get this message, we'll already be intimately acquainted," she chuckled. "In any case, I hope you're as good as everyone says you are. Can't wait till we get to the Bahamas! Woo hoo!"

Nathan leaned back in his chair, as he recollected his last few days spent in the Bahamas. The memories of thrusting his cock 11 inches inside Brandi Betts tight young asshole certainly counted as a highlight. Oh, it was good alright... he smiled. He pictured her stunning body sprawled across the Bahaman sand, her mouth full of his cum as she brought herself to an explosive orgasm. Very good.

"Next new message..."

"BEEP!"

"Hey Nathan, it's Carla," came a sultry voice through the loudspeaker, "I heard you're in the Bahamas for a few days. Let me know how it goes. It's been forever since we last worked together. I'm starting to miss your big cock..."

Nathan chuckled to himself. Some girls can never get enough, he thought, gazing down at the huge bulge in his underwear. He gave it a gentle pat, before switching on the TV.

CNN. Nathan rolled his eyes before pointing the remote at the TV. Boring!

Click

The Food Channel. Yawn.

Click

Wild On: Miami. This is more like it, he grinned as hot, tanned girls in bikinis giggled and splashed each other on a beautiful beach.

"Next new message, BEEP!"

"Hey there big boy." "Where are you? There's an itch eleven inches inside me that only you can scratch..."

Oh boy, not another one! Nathan laughed before hitting delete.

The life of a pornstar was hard, he thought. Very hard. He couldn't spend a week away without being harassed for sex by the worlds most beautiful women.

BEEP!

"Please fuck me Nathan."

BEEP!

"I want your cock."

BEEP!

"I want to swallow your load, Nathan."

With a schedule as busy as his, there was just no time to respond to every woman who threw herself at him. Regretfully, he forced himself to hit delete every time. It was a hard job, but someone had to do it...

BEEP!

"......"

The next message seemingly recorded the sound of thin air, as the machines timer continued to tick over. Just another stalker, Nathan chuckled to himself, reaching for the delete button.

Before his finger could hit the button, a quiet rustling sound began to play, followed by the sounds of heavy breathing. Nathan raised his eyebrows, as the sound of two females lustfully kissing had began to emanate from the loudspeaker. "Hey stud," came a seductive female voice, "It's me, Trish. Vivien and I are shooting a scene together and we thought we could use your services. Why don't you bring that huge cock around here and fuck the both of us..."

"DAMN", Nathan moaned out loud. "DAMN IT TO HELL". He always hated missing an opportunity to perform with Vivien and Trish. They were among his favourite pornstars; a genuine lesbian couple who lived together, made porn together, and often recruited him as their sole male conquest. He often enjoyed watching the porn movies they made, and was always happy to lend his services to the two budding young pornstars whenever they were in the mood. Which was often...

"Next message"

BEEP!

"Hey it's John Stanner. Directing the Bahamas shoot was a privilege man. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. The footage looks amazing. The mansion orgy with the four girls... it looks spectacular. Anyway, hope you get some rest dude. Look forward to working with you again soon."

The girls on TV were flashing their tanned tits, while a nearby college kid doused them in champagne. Women were sunbathing nude on the beach. Nathan gazed down at his arms, the beautiful tan evidence of his Bahaman exploits. That, and the wonderful sense of relaxation and peace that he now felt. Fucking fifteen hot babes in a week just made a guy feel at ease...

"Next message. Message received today at 8am."

BEEP!

"Hey Nate, it's Matt..." Nathans heart sank, and he resumed flipping through the channels. He wasn't in the mood to discuss business with his manager, certainly not so soon after getting home...

"Great shoot man! The money's in your account, I wired it through the second it came in. A full week of hardcore sex and you get paid for it?! Sucks to be you, man."

Nathans gaze drifted to the living room of his luxury home. Matt was right. Sometimes, he had to remind himself of just how good he had it. He loved his job, and all the perks it brought. Being the most famous pornstar in the world meant he could afford to live in style. Owning a house in Malibu was a dream for so many people, it was an area of California very few privileged people would ever afford to live in. Yet here he was, living it up right on the coast. His house was easily the ultimate bachelor pad, and it had certainly seen its fair share of action.

Matt paused, "And thanks for giving Asira some exposure. It'll do wonders for her career. Look, I don't mean to discuss business here, but we need to get together to arrange your schedule. Hit me up."

Message Deleted.

"He wants to arrange my schedule already?! I've just arrived home!" Nathan grumbled to himself.

Before long, his remote surfing had landed him on his favourite channel, the Hustler channel. Now that's what I'm talking about... He grinned, as thoughts of business meetings with Matt slowly ebbed from his mind. An advertisement started playing;

"Raven video presents: Nathan Stokes in 'Sex in Paradise; The Bahamas... Featuring Asira Banks."

The advert showed Asira slowly swilling Nathans cum in her mouth, while fingering her pussy and giggling erotically into the camera. That's my girl Nathan grinned, raising his coffee cup at the television. The advert continued...

"Sharon Sexx..."

Damn she was hot, Nathan recalled, watching her swivelling her hips with her pussy centred on the television screen. I wouldn't mind going back and fucking her all over again.

"And, for the first time ever, Jade, Macy and Shiva join Nathan for the orgy of the century..."

Click.

The TV went black as Nathan listened to his final messages. He stood up, yawning and stretching as the glorious sense of relief washed over him.

"END OF MESSAGES"

"Finally," he blurted out, just in time for the phone to begin ringing again. He sighed audibly as he yanked it from the receiver.

"What?!" he almost yelled in frustration.

"Oh sorry..." came a female voice. "Did we catch you at a bad time? I'll... I'll call back later."

"Who is this?" he asked.

"It's me, Trish."

A grin slowly began to appear on his lips, as he realized he might just get lucky after all...

"Hi babe," Nathans smile widened. "I got your message, looks like I missed out huh." He did his best to put on a disappointed tone.

"Yeah, too bad," she sighed into the phone. "Vivien and I still had a fun night though. But we've missed you. Did you have a good time in the Bahamas?"

"Oh yeah," he smiled.

"So I've heard..." Trisha giggled, "heard from Catherine yet?"

Nathan gasped, "wait, how do you know about that?!"

"We have our ways," Nathan could hear feminine giggling over the phone.

"Wait, is Vivien there?"

"Maybe," the two girls tried their best to muffle their collective chuckling. "Say... do you have anything planned for the rest of the day?"

"Not really, just relaxing."

"Vivien and I would like to get... reacquainted with you."

Nathan gave a hearty chuckle, "I'd love to, but I have company."

"Ooooh, whats her name? She hot?"

"Definitely," Nathan replied, trying desperately to contain his excitement. "You're not going to believe this."

"Believe what?"

"She's a flight attendant from the plane."

The giggling continued. "Oh, you dog you," Trish replied. "We can still have fun though. We'll include her too. You're not going to say no to three girls, now are you?"

"Hmm, sounds like a plan," Nathan replied, "I'm not sure if she's bisexual though."

"All girls are bisexual," Trish laughed. "Those who aren't just haven't met us yet..."

"You make a good point. I'll let her know you're coming around, see if she's interested."

"Oh, she will be," Trish paused, "I guarantee it. See you soon, lover..." Both girls blew kisses into the phone before hanging up.

Yep, life was hard.

***

CREEK!

SHIT, Nathan whispered, quietly opening the bedroom door. He waited to see if Jenny responded, before carefully tiptoeing in to check on her. Jenny was still sound asleep, her chest rising and falling gracefully under the soft white sheets. "There's no way she's going to be ready", Nathan sighed. "And what was I even thinking!" Trish and Viv were a handful by themselves, let alone coupled with a third girl. And in his current state, he wasn't even sure he could go another round with Jenny.

But on the other hand, it was TRISH AND VIV. As far as pornstars go, there was no comparison. Trish and Vivienne were truly one of a kind, sexual athletes. Former college roommates, they had first begun posting their lesbian romps online for the world to enjoy, before turning the venture into a money maker. Using a webcam from the comfort of their dorm, they recorded their extended lovemaking sessions, as well as their seduction of other college women, before signing a contract with Vivid Entertainment to film their girl-girl porn professionally. And as their only male exploit, Nathan was in a unique position to fuck two lesbian pornstars, both of whom reserved their holes EXCLUSIVELY for his use. Only a crazy person would turn THAT down.

Jenny groaned quietly, her hand resting on her swollen pussy. He suddenly regretted fucking the little champ so hard. She wanted it, yes. But sometimes, it's better to pace yourself, especially with the young ones. Nathan took a seat on the edge of the bed, gently brushing his hand against her face. You poor, overzealous little girl, he whispered, gently kissing her forehead.

RING! RING!

The phone chimed in, cutting through the silence as Jenny stirred. Shit, Nathan breathed, not wanting to wake her. He rushed for the phone, barely letting it get another ring in before answering it.

"WHAT NOW!" he whispered urgently.

"Hey, it's me Matt. Remember, your MANAGER?"

"Yeah, hey Matt." Nathan wiped his brow in frustration.

"Didn't you get my message?" Matt asked, clearly annoyed "I left two messages for you, kinda disappointed you didn't call."

Nathan groaned." I've been... busy."

"Well, I'm sure whatever it is, it's very important."

"Yeah, what do you want Matt?"

"We need to meet to discuss your schedule. Preferably today."

"I'm going to be busy today," Nathan smiled, thoughts of a Viv and Trish threesome gracing his mind.

"C'mon Nate," Matt pleaded, "today is the only day we can do it. I've got some exciting work in store for you."

Nathan smiled, "what do you have in mind?"

"I'm not going to discuss it over the phone. You need to come around to my house. I'm at home at the moment."

Nathan sighed.

"I promise it'll be worth your while."

Nathan ground his teeth. I'm giving up two horny women for THIS?! He thought, before thoughts of Matts hot wife began creeping into his mind.

"Is Lauren going to be there?"

Matt paused, breathing out a sigh. "Yes, my wife is home..."

"Great," Nathan replied, a devious grin spreading slowly across his lips. "You know she's my number one fan."

Matt paused, "I know..."

"Fuck it. I'll be right over."

Nathan hung up the phone. He was going to miss out on yet another Viv and Trish orgy, and he wasn't happy. But Business is business, he thought, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

"Christ Matt," he uttered as he reached for the keys to his Mustang and slammed the door.

***

"I can feel the whole thing inside me. Like, all 11 inches... moving at once."

"Whats so great about that?"

"Whats so great?! You really have no idea do you Matt?"

Matt looked despondently down at his coffee, and kept stirring. His wife, on the other hand, was becoming more and more excited with every passing minute.

"When is Nathan getting here?" Lauren inquired. "I'm fucking horny..."

"You know, you don't HAVE to fuck him EVERY time he comes around here."

"Haven't you been listening to a word I've said?" she breathed a sigh, "I've been fucking him for years, pretty much the entire time you've been managing him. Why are you complaining now?"

Matt took a sip of his coffee, looking out of the window of his large home, "I don't know, honey." He sighed, his eyes scanning the road for Nathans car as his wife continued.

"I mean, you were even fine when I got pregnant. A lot of men would be pissed off if another man impregnated their wife. Nathan impregnated me, twice. Yet you never complained. But now you complain every time I get horny when he comes around..."

"I know, but seriously, sometimes I think you love him more than me." Matt stood up from the kitchen table, pacing the room nervously.

"You know that isn't true."

"I don't know what to believe anymore..."

Lauren stood up, hugging her husband from behind. "I don't love Nathan," she stroked his shoulders to comfort him. "I love to fuck him." She grinned at the thought. "I mean, he's hot, he's hung, what's not to like?"

Matt sighed, "you mean, you don't like to have sex with me?"

"Of course I do. It's just that... Nathan is better. I love you, but I prefer Nathan... sexually."

"When was the last time we had sex?" Matt groaned, turning around to confront Lauren. "I mean, we haven't had sex all week. You've just been watching Nathan's porn videos all week."

Lauren paused, looking Matt sternly in the eye. "You know you can't compete with him sexually. Honey, nobody can compete with Nathan, his endowment is just otherworldly. You are hung like a mouse." Lauren giggled, before hugging Matt close.

"I don't know why you have such an issue with it," she rubbed his arms, "after all, we have two beautiful sons because of Nathan. Two sons you couldn't have created."

Matt smiled, "I know babe."

"They will be thankful to have inherited Nathan's genes," she replied. "They will be big and handsome, and well endowed." She giggled, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. "I love you, but genetically, Nathan is just... better."

Matt reciprocated the kiss, lovingly stroking his wifes blonde hair.

"Think of the reputations our boys will have," Lauren whispered. "When they get first pick out of the women, then they will be thankful for their genetics. Could YOU have given them that gift?"

Matt smiled proudly, before looking dejected once more. "I still wish I had a greater part to play in your sex life. It's difficult being replaced sexually by another man."

"I know sweetie," Lauren nodded, "... and you know how I feel about getting pregnant again..."

"I know it's something you want," Matt sighed, "but I just wish I could be the father. Just this once."

Matt slinked away from the window as Nathans car pulled up in the drive.

"Shit! He's here!" Lauren yelled, racing to the bedroom to resume her preening. She wanted to look her best for the porn stud, slipping into her sheerest satin gown and Victoria's Secret lingerie in a hurry as he pulled up. She smiled giddily as she looked at her voluptuous figure in the mirror. Two kids on, and she was still a knockout, both physically and in bed. At 35 years of age, and a former pornstar, Lauren had a considerable experience to draw upon to bring Nathan off in the most outrageous ways. Over the years, they had fucked in every room of the house, on a yacht, even once on a private jet. She was even impregnated on the set of one of Nathans porn films in Jamaica; Nathan firing his fertile load deep inside her, as Matt and the cast and crew watched on. That was years ago, yet still she could barely contain her excitement whenever they had the chance to meet.




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 02



The king of porn is here, at my house!

Lauren quickly donned her prettiest high heels, seductively blowing a kiss into the mirror before strutting out to the driveway to meet her lover.

Nathan had barely had the chance to shut the door of his Mustang convertible, when Lauren launched herself into his arms.

"Hey Nath", she whispered, locking her arms around his body and planting a wet kiss on his lips. "God I've missed you."

"I've missed you too Lauren." Nathans hands roamed up and down her toned body, feeling her curves through the translucent dress. "Damn, you look amazing..."

She pirouetted in the driveway, showing off the outfit she had carefully chosen for Nathan. "You like what you see?"

"Definitely," he replied, her erect pink nipples catching his eye as they poked through the lace. "I could fuck you right here in the driveway."

Lauren bit her lip suggestively, shining him a naughty look.

"Why don't you?" she tempted him, dancing slowly, rhythmically gyrating her hips. "If you like what you see, then take it. Right here. Fuck me right here on the hood of your beautiful car." She twirled her fingers around the lace of the bra, biting her lip as she gazed into his eyes.

Nathan chuckled, amused by Laurens enthusiasm. Lauren was giving off her usual sexually repressed housewife vibe, knowing full well that it made her irresistible to him. He leaned in and kissed her strongly, his tongue intertwining with hers as he pressed her body against the hard steel of the convertible.

"Aren't you worried about the neighbours?" he quizzed her, worried that her lust had clouded her judgement. "I think we should go inside. Besides, we don't want to piss off my manager."

"Fuck him," she moaned into his kiss.

"Nathan!" Matt approached the couple from the doorway, his smile turning to a look of horror as he noticed his wife in a state of undress. "Lauren! Put some clothes on!"

Lauren just turned back to her lover, darting her tongue deeper into his mouth, tasting his spit.

"The neighbours," Matt replied timidly. "They're gonna see you. Go inside, you two can use the bed!"

"This is nothing the neighbours haven't seen before," she smiled, her exhibitionist streak getting the better of her. "Why don't you go back inside honey?"

Matt couldn't believe what he was seeing. His wife's incredible rack and curvy ass were completely exposed, save for a few strands of lace. His eyes grew ever wider, as Lauren slowly removed her panties, exposing her stark naked shaved pussy for Nathan.

"Nathan, we need to talk," Matt desperately pleaded.

"We can talk later. Why don't you listen to your wife?" Nathan smiled, "Go back inside. Give us a half hour to get reacquainted." He looked at his manager; a small, mousy man who had disturbed his rendezvous with two bisexual pornstars. "We'll talk later."

"But, but..." Matt stammered.

Lauren had launched herself back into his arms, kissing him wildly and groaning as Nathan slowly undid her bra. He watched the look of jealousy in Matt's eyes as his wifes bra fell slowly into her awaiting arms. "I'm about to fuck your wife in your driveway, so maybe you could give us some privacy?"

"Take your tiny cock back inside, Matt" Lauren chimed in, smiling devilishly as she wrapped her discarded bra around Nathans neck.

Matt was in shock. He retreated timidly back to the house, as the sounds of Nathan and Lauren ramping up their foreplay filled his ears. Damnit Nathan! Matt thought to himself. FUCK, she's not even on birth control!

Lauren tugged furiously at Nathans jeans, yanking them down to his feet and looking up at his spectacular endowment.

"God, I've missed this cock," she smiled, slowly kissing her way up and down the full 8 inches of the flaccid monster.

Nathan smiled down at her, stroking her blonde locks as her soft lips encircled the sensitive head; her tongue trailing along his frenulum to inflict maximum pleasure. Lauren slowly pumped up and down the shaft, as Nathans hardening cock disappeared further and further down her throat with every suck. Before long, her throat muscles were at maximum dilation, and she began to fuck him with her throat, using her throat muscles as a defacto pussy to squeeze and caress the now fully erect 11 inch pornstar cock.

She took her mouth off the cock for a second, pumping her hand down the length. She imagined the creamy cum being fired inside her pussy; the sperm racing down the shaft and launching itself deep inside her, swimming to its prize and giving her the two sons she adored. She smiled lovingly up at him before taking a deep breath, and forcing his entire length down her throat in one motion.

"HOLY SHIT," Nathan moaned, clutching the back of her blonde head in his hand. Laurens lips had encircled the base of his cock, maintaining a tight suction as he felt the ribs and grooves of her throat massaging the entire length of his cock. She held it there, massaging his balls as she looked up at him, coaxing him with her throat muscles and watching the waves of pleasure rippling through his face. When she couldn't hold it one more second, she relaxed her throat and slowly slid the full length of his cock out, holding eye contact the whole time.

"Damn," Nathan moaned, "you're one of a kind Lauren." She smiled up at him, before burying her face in his giant balls.

Matt looked on from the kitchen window, battling the feelings of jealousy and arousal as he watched his wife fellating the king of porn. The kitchen window was slightly ajar, allowing the couples moans and groans to reverberate through the house.

"Hmmm, FUCK I love your COCK Nathan!"

"You're such a good little cocksucker"

"You know it baby."

"Keep that up and I'm gonna blow my load straight into your stomach"

"PLEASE, I want to swallow your CUM!"

Damn it Lauren, Matt thought, that's loud enough for the neighbours to hear...

Lauren continued sucking happily at Nathans spit covered balls, savouring the taste as she jacked his rod. "Oh God," she let out between sucks, as she imagined the hundreds of millions of sperm in each nut, each one ready to knock her up.

"I want another baby," she gazed up at Nathan from between his legs. "Do you want to knock me up again stud? Let's do it, right here on the driveway..."

Matt heard the words distinctly from his hiding spot; knock me up.

"FOR GODS SAKE", he murmured to himself, as he rushed to the bedroom. He frantically dug through the dresser drawer, searching for condoms to offer the pair, desperate to prevent Nathan from impregnating his wife yet again. The drawer was a dishevelled mess, the condoms nowhere in sight.

Shit! He exclaimed, knowing that he could never stop Lauren once she had gotten started. It had been weeks since Lauren and Matt last had sex, and the condoms were buried somewhere deep in the drawer.

Meanwhile, Nathan and Lauren had completely disrobed in the driveway. Lauren was bending over the hood of Nathans Mustang; her perfect, shaved pussy was dripping wet, beckoning Nathan to fuck it. Sheens of sweat covered both of their bodies, the heat of the California sun proving no match for their collective passions for one another. Nathan inserted a finger into her pussy, using Laurens own juices to lubricate his cock. He grabbed both of her ass cheeks in his hands, spreading them wide to prepare for his insertion.

"NO!" Matt yelled, racing out from the house clutching the box of condoms. "Lauren, we haven't even discussed this. What are you thinking?!"

Lauren remained calm, posing with her perky naked ass in the air for all to see. She grinned as she watched the expressions on her cuckolded husbands face; the shame, the anxiety of seeing his wife fucked out in the open.

"Relax honey," she teased, "I was only joking."

Matt wasn't buying it; "Here, wear these," he thrust the box into Nathans hand.

"What are these? These aren't even Magnums. They won't fit," Nathan complained, "besides, you know your wife likes to be fucked bareback."

Matt insisted, growing ever more desperate as the intentions of the couple were made clear to him. "She's not on birth control," he removed a condom from the box, begging Nathan to wear it. "Please, maybe she is just teasing me. But come on man..."

"I'd rather not," Nathan grinned, "but we should ask your wife first."

Lauren peered over her shoulder, the smooth arches of her back glistening in the sun, as she eyed up Nathans tall, naked figure standing imposingly behind her. His massive erect cock was waving subtly from side to side, hard as a rock and ready to fuck. Lauren sighed; it was such a shame to cover it up, she thought. But Matt was insistent, and she decided to let him get his way... just this once...

"Fine," Lauren replied, her tone disappointed.

"Are you sure baby?" Nathan hugged her body from behind, coming in close for a passionate French kiss, "it's up to you..."

Matt looked on as Nathan hugged his naked wife from behind, their naked bodies leaning against the hood of the Mustang. Nathans huge cock rested on the crevasse Laurens ass, primed and ready to fuck.

"OK Matt, we'll wear protection," Lauren replied, "but you have to watch," Lauren smiled mischievously at her husband. "You have to stand there and watch your wife getting fucked."

She looked back at Nathan, before they both turned to give Matt a sly grin. "Sounds like a deal to me," Nathan grinned, before ripping open the Durex package.

Matt slinked back, the shame visible on his face. "I'll watch from the kitchen."

"Na-ah," Lauren teased, "you stay right there. I want you to be nice and close, so you can see everything..."

"It's a fair trade-off Matt," Nathan smiled at him, waving the condom back and forth.

Matt stood back, the last of his pride in tatters as he watched Nathan squeeze the condom onto his enormous cock, then promptly thrust all eleven inches up Laurens tight pussy.

"OHHHHH FUCK YEAH!" Lauren screamed out as she finally got her fix. She needed Nathans cock like a drug addict needed crack, every neuron fired in her brain as the enormous cock head reached the back of her pussy, bottoming out and pulsing against her cervix.

"Oh GOD! you're so FUCKING HUGE!" she yelled, the neighbourhood dogs barking fiercely at the commotion taking place on Matts driveway. Matt sheltered his face in embarrassment, hoping the neighbours were out. Please be out, he thought. God I hope nobody sees this...

"Take you hand away from your face," Nathan ordered. "Listen to your wife. You're gonna watch."

Lauren grabbed both her tits with one hand, rocking back against the almighty thrusts. "God, I can feel all eleven inches inside of me," she moaned. "I can feel all eleven inches moving. You're the boss," she cried out, "you're the boss of this house Nathan."

She looked over at Matt, locking her eyes with her husband's as Nathans cock sawed in and out of her, pushing her closer to climax. Matt was staring, transfixed at the sight of the two beautiful naked bodies fucking right in front of him. Nathan had a tight grip on Lauren, bear hugging her body from behind as he swivelled his hips. He could feel Laurens hard clit scraping against his balls, her pussy wet with their collective juices.

The time passed like a dream. Fifteen minutes... Thirty minutes... Forty five minutes... All the while, Matt stood like a good, submissive husband in the heat as Nathan brought his wife to climax after screaming climax. During this time, Matt saw neighbour after neighbour witness the spectacle from the comfort of their homes...

How the fuck does he last this long? Matt kept thinking, as the action went on and on without an end. The condom was stretched to breaking point, as Lauren rode Nathan like a horse in the backseat of the convertible.

Finally, in an explosive mutual orgasm, Nathan fired his load deep inside Lauren, the condom struggling to contain the enormous load.

"OH YEEEEES!" Lauren smiled, her eyelids drooping from exhaustion as her limp body collapsed on top of Nathan. "That was amazing," she panted, between heavy breaths. "Matt, why don't you go inside and make us a sandwich," Lauren ordered, while running her fingers slowly through Nathans hair. "I think we need a little snack after that workout..."

Matt took the long walk of shame back to the house, amid the noises of Nathan and Lauren passionately kissing in the back seat.

Before he reached the door, he heard the words that hurt the most, "I love you, Nathan."

***

Matt sat quietly at the kitchen table, the coffee growing cold in his hand as he sulked. His mind was frozen, the noises of Lauren's coitus still replaying over and over in his head. It was as though he couldn't stop it, the sounds and images of his wife being professionally fucked right in front of his eyes were too much for him to handle. In all the years he was married to Lauren, she had teased him about her special relationship with Nathan. Sure, there had been some light hearted jokes, and some spirited putdowns. She had even fucked Nathan in their marital bed, in every room of the house and many times Matt had been there to hear it. But never before had they forced him to be humiliated like that...

This time, they went too far... he kept thinking, over and over, as the sounds of playful giggling wafted from the shower...

"You think we were a little too hard on him?" Nathan asked, his hands cupping Laurens breasts from behind as he lathered up her weary body. "I mean, he is my manager. Maybe I shouldn't have done that... fucked you right there in front of him..."

"Forget about it," Lauren giggled. "He deserved it. Besides, he's been a pretty useless manager lately, hopefully this will be a wakeup call."

Nathan smiled, as Laurens hands roamed down his body, spreading the copious volume of soap bubbles onto his hanging cock.

"Mmmmh," she cooed, as she sank to her knees. Lauren followed the veins down from the base on Nathans cock, all the way to the tip, marvelling at the beauty and strength of it. How the HELL did I fit all of this inside me?! She thought, a rush of feminine pride overcoming her.

"Were you serious about another kid?" Nathan asked, bringing Lauren to her feet. "You know how Matt feels about that..."

"I know," Lauren confidently replied, "and I am serious." She looked down at her body, still firm and tight even for a mother in her thirties, but rapidly approaching the age where pregnancy was no longer a possibility.

"Soon, I'll be thirty five." She moaned, "And then... who knows. I might not have another chance to get pregnant."

Nathan furrowed an eyebrow. "And you've never thought about having a kid with Matt? He is your husband, after all."

"Why would I want to? I have you around for that purpose," Lauren entwined her arms around him, the two naked bodies shimmering in the heat and steam of the enormous shower. She peered up into his eyes, brushing his hair away and gazing at him lovingly.

"Matt couldn't give me pleasure like you can. He just doesn't have it in his genes. I want you, Nathan. I want you to be the father of my children."

Nathan smiled back at her, gently kissing her soft lips. "So when shall we get started?"

"I'll have to sort out Matt first. He needs to know he's the secondary in this relationship. He has no say in our decisions, Nathan. Hopefully, we taught him that lesson out in the driveway today..."

Lauren shut off the water, stepping out of the shower onto the cool marble floor. "One things for sure, it's gonna be a little while before we can invite the neighbours over again."

Nathan stepped out, just in time to be hit in the face with a flying towel. "Take it easy," he moaned, wiping the last of the water from his naked body, before dropping the towel to his feet.

Lauren eyed up his naked body, her eyes settling on his cock. "God, I could fuck you again right here on the marble floor." She bent over, her middle finger tracing the gulf from her ass to her pussy before placing it in her mouth, giving it a seductive kiss. He took her full body into his, their naked flesh entwined as he kissed her deeply. "We better go check on Matt first..."

***

Matt was sitting with his arms folded, staring out the window as the scantily clad couple approached.

"Oh Matty..." Nathan gave a hearty chuckle, patting his manager on the shoulder. "You poor little man."

Matt looked up at them for the first time, making eye contact with the weary pornstar... and his well fucked wife. Lauren raided the fridge for some well-deserved hydration, while Nathan took a seat directly opposite Matt.

Nathan sized up the weaker, smaller man sitting across the table from him. He'd had regrets about fucking Lauren right in front of her husband, but now that he was in the position to see the meekness on her husband's face, he didn't give it a second thought. In fact, he'd do it again in a heartbeat.

Matt returned his gaze, allowing his eyes to follow down Nathans tall, ripped body. Nathan was wearing a pair of briefs, his enormous cock and balls stretching the fabric to create an enormous bulge. Matt paled in comparison as a man...and he knew it.

"Let's talk business," Nathan said sternly. "You said you've got some more work for me."

Matt grumbled inaudibly, shifting uncomfortably in the chair.

"Whats the matter, cat got your tongue?" Lauren teased. Nathan shared a chuckle at Matts expense.

"C'mon Matt," Nathan continued, "there's no need to sulk. You know I've fucked your wife before. Why the long face?"

Matt unfolded his arms, looking Nathan in the eye. "You've never done that before..."

"What?"

"Forcing me to watch. To be humiliated in front of the whole neighbourhood. You went too far."

Lauren stood with arms folded, gazing down her nose at him. "We'll tell you when it's too far."

"But you said you wanted to get pregnant. Lauren, we haven't even discussed it!"

"We have now," she replied confidently, "I'm going to have another baby. It's my body, my choice."

"We still have to talk about it," Matt replied, slumping back into the chair, dejected. A tense silence descended on the room as Matt prepared for his net outpouring of emotion.

"There's something else as well. I got a call today... from Asira."

"Oh yeah?" Lauren approached him, smiling slyly. "What does that sexy little minx want?"

Matt ignored his wife, honing in his anger on Nathan. "You know she's the only client I have, other than you."

"I know Matt," Nathan smiled, "and I've thoroughly enjoyed fucking her."

"She's only been in the porn industry for a year, she's still in her prime..." Matt looked down, distracted. "She had so much potential..."

Nathan was growing frustrated. "Get to the point, Matt."

"She's pregnant."

"Huh?"

"Asira is PREGNANT. It's all your fault...

Nathan stood up, giving his anxious manager a stern look. "Hey, how exactly do you know it was me?!"

Matt shook his head. "You're the only MALE she has fucked in the last TWO years."

Lauren jumped up and down clapping, the excitement making her blush with glee. "Congratulations!" she cuddled up to Nathan, parking a searing hot French kiss on his lips. "What is that now, baby number sixty?!" Her hand clasped at his balls through his underwear. "Fuck, you really don't mess around, do you stud..." she giggled, massaging his balls as she kissed him.

"STOP!" Matt yelled, as the couple began ramping up their foreplay yet again. "You don't get it, do you?! She's going to be out of action for at least a year. She may never re-enter porn. You've ruined the opportunity for me. You've taken one of my biggest clients from me!"




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 02



Matt sat back down again, and silence descended over the room. Lauren sat in Nathans lap, directly across from her husband, who was wearing a considerable frown as he waited for the news to sink in.

"Don't raise your voice, honey." Lauren finally replied. "You know I hate it when you do that. And I'm proud of Asira."

"PROUD?! How can you be proud?" Matt was flustered, "she's my only other client..."

Lauren giggled at her husbands frustration, clearly ignoring Matts anguish as she launched into yet another pashing session with Nathan. "Oooh it'll be fun, Asira and I can have playdates... and afterwards Nathan can fuck both of us."

"This is all just a joke to you!" Matt stood up, walking out of the kitchen in a huff.

"C'mon babe," Lauren called after him, "just relax OK."

"Yeah," Nathan rolled his eyes, "it's not the end of the world. She can always get an abortion."

"She doesn't WANT an abortion." Matt yelled back, "she wants to have YOUR baby."

"I don't blame her..." Lauren smiled, "and I'm sure you can find another client."

Matt stormed back into the room, his face red with anger. "Do you have ANY IDEA how hard I worked to get Asira?!"

Lauren waved her finger at him, "excuse me, dear husband, but this isn't our fault. If you weren't such a shitty manager, you'd have more clients..." She stood close to him, shooting him a piercing look. "Besides," she continued, "the only reason Nathan has kept you on as a manager, is because of our history together." She grinned, "so you'd better show us some more respect..."

"You have no respect for me," he flung a piece of rubber onto the kitchen table, "Do you expect me to clean up after you as well as watch you fuck!? You fuck my wife and then leave your used condom in the kitchen? Have I not been humiliated enough?"

Nathan and Lauren smiled devilishly at one another, enjoying the little game they were playing with her cuckolded husband, before turning their attention to the object lying on the kitchen table. It was the used condom, packed full of cum from their earlier fucking session in the car.

"You insisted we use it," Lauren chimed in, "so you can have it back."

"Clean it up!" Matt ordered, his voice breaking as he attempted to assert authority. "Clean it up now!"

Lauren licked her lips and grabbed the rubber from the table. "You want me to dispose of this?" she walked over to her husband, seductively playing with the condom in her hand and watching the cum sloshing around inside of it. "You want to see this disappear?"

"Yes," Matt asserted, "I don't care what you do with it. Just get rid of it."

Oh God, Nathan thought, placing his hands behind his head. This is not gonna end well...

"Whatever you say, husband..." With one motion, Lauren tilted her head back, slowly stretching out the condom and placing her lips around the opening. Matt stood in shock, his eyes the size of saucers as he watched his wife suck the first glob of Nathans potent cum right out of the condom. "Like this?" She teased, taking a long string into her mouth before sloshing it around with her tongue -- coating her teeth and gums with the bright white semen.

Nathan leaned back comfortably in his chair, a proud smile crossing his face as Matt's wife swallowed his cum with gusto. Lauren circled her tongue around the opening of the condom, moaning enthusiastically as her fingers continued massaging the semen down its length. She kept peering deeply into her cuckolded husbands eyes, as she beckoned another man's cum into her awaiting mouth.

"Mmmm..." Lauren moaned, as she sucked more and more of Nathans thick cum, struggling not to miss a drop as the never-ending river of cum kept oozing.

Matts mind was racing, fighting off a torrent of thoughts caused by his wife not only FUCKING another man right in front of him, but now DRINKING HIS CUM.

There's so much cum, I could never compete with that.

SHUT UP!

He's twice the man I'll ever be.

NO HE ISN'T!

LOOK AT THAT LOAD! There must be a billion sperm in there, each one eager to impregnate my wife. I am nothing...

Lauren sucked the remaining cum into her mouth, squeezing down the length of the condom like it were an empty tube of toothpaste, desperate to get every last drop. When she was finally satisfied, she opened her mouth, displaying her proud achievement to her husband: A beautiful feminine mouth, full to the brim with Nathan's cum...

Ho lee SHIT... Nathan thought, Matt's gonna be PISSED.

Lauren placed her finger in her mouth, mixing the semen around like batter as she breathed fully through her nose, so she could experience the full flavour.

"Mmmh," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. When she couldn't hold it any longer, she allowed the cum to slowly slide down her throat, and into her stomach.

BURP

"I think we can forget about lunch," she joked, after a few gulps, "I'm full."

She held up the condom, inspecting it for any traces of semen left behind. Lauren finally rolled it around her mouth, using her tongue to scoop out every last drop of Nathans prized semen from within it.

"Yummy! I could never get tired of that taste." she glared at Matt, "Hand me a toothpick will you, I think I have a piece of sperm... stuck in my teeth." The look of menace on her face was unmistakable, as he stood paralyzed.

"Maybe it's best that I go." Nathan laughed nervously, sensing the rising tension between the couple.

"Cum again soon," Lauren replied, turning away from her husband to give Nathan a hug, feeling up his ripped body one last time before smiling back at Matt. "I'm sure he will," she smiled, dangling the empty condom in front of her husband's face.

BURP

***

With the sounds of fierce arguing flowing from the house, Nathan made his way back to the Mustang. He collected his discarded clothing from the driveway, including Laurens, before hopping into the convertible and starting it up with a healthy roar.

As his post-orgasmic brain fog began to slowly lift, he suddenly noticed soft whispering coming from the neighbours house. A group of three women had collected on the second floor balcony of the adjacent property, and were huddled together, whispering and giggling. Their eyes were fixed on the enormous bulge in Nathans briefs while they chattered away, smiling with approval.

"Good job big boy," they yelled, "that was quite a show you gave us!"

Nathan gave a thumbs up to the girls, while struggling to pull his jeans up over his crotch. It was a difficult task, and one of the perils of being extremely well hung.

"Hey, we want an encore!" they yelled, as his thundering mustang made its way out the driveway. "You know where we live!"

As he saw the house disappear into the distance behind him, he felt a sudden surge of regret. Damn, he thought, I've never heard Matt that pissed before. Maybe we did go too far this time. Not that it mattered, of course. What was done was done. But he couldn't help feeling sorry for the guy. After all, Matt had always been there for him.

Lauren was right, and they both knew the deal; Nathan was the most famous pornstar on the planet, and he could hire the best managers in the world if he wished. Meanwhile, Matt was an average-at-best manager, and grossly incompetent at his worst. But Nathans involvement with his wife had always ensured Matt stayed in a job. And when Matt agreed for his wife to bare Nathans children, instead of his own, he knew Matt would be around to stay.

Of course, there had been times when Matt was an idiot. A complete idiot. The hiring of John Stanner as a director was just one in a long line of potential fuckups. The fresh faced director had barely graduated from film school, yet there he was, filming the biggest pornstars on the planet on an island a thousand miles away from home. Any other manager would never let that fly.

But Matt saw something no one else did. And damn, Nathan thought, if it wasn't one of the best decisions ever. His mind instantly went back to the scene on the beach at the Bahamas; His cock pistoning in and out of Asiras tight pussy as she climaxed over and over again. The feeling of being balls deep inside a woman so tight, it was a stretch of the imagination to think she was anything other than a virgin. All that was Matts doing. Matt had a sixth sense for beautiful women, and always ensured Nathan was in constant supply of the hottest pussy around. There were times when he hated him. But then again, there were times where he was sure, Matt was the best manager ever.

He thought back to the conversation they had had about Asira. How could I have knocked her up? Nathan thought. I didn't even cum inside her. But at the same time, it wasn't the first time he had ended the career of a promising young pornstar with his cock. With four times the sperm count of the average male, pregnancies were a relatively common occurrence; especially considering the sheer number of women he went through, even on an average shoot.

Indeed Nathans fertility, as well as his good looks and sexual prowess, was one of the reasons so many women called upon his services for that very reason. And he didn't mind doing it either. After all, the act of knocking up a submissive slut was the most intimate, and intense of all sexual activities.

Matt'll get over it, he thought, as he kicked the car into low gear before entering the highway.

He always does...

Nathan laughed to himself. Matt had an amazing tolerance for bullshit. Hell, he needed to be tolerant. He was married to a woman who openly cuckolded him. They had been married for over ten years, yet for a huge part of that time she had been bedding her husband's biggest client. Nathan even celebrated each valentines day by getting balls deep in Matts wife, sometimes together with other women, in their favourite hotel suite at the Chateau Marmont.

Nathan whipped on a pair of aviator sunglasses, the breeze flowing through his hair as he raced down the highway with the top down. Every now and again, a beautiful woman would shoot him a smile, or wave enticingly in his direction. Life was great, but all in all, it had been a mixed day. Did he regret fucking Lauren? No. But he had the feeling there were going to be repercussions this time.

On the upside, however, he had a beautiful teenage blonde waiting in his home, just begging to be fucked...

***

The sound of crashing waves and luminescent surf blended seamlessly with the purring of the Mustang's engine as Nathan raced up the Malibu coastline. He took the last corner into his home street, and as expected, the gate and roof of his two story villa came into view at the end of the road. What he didn't expect, however, was a flash of hot pink metal gleaming in its drive.

As he got closer, he noticed it was the pink metal body of a pink car. A Mercedes to be precise. And of all the people he knew, there was only one couple who drove a bright pink Mercedez...

Trish and Viv.

Turns out, the horny lesbian couple had turned up, on time and as planned. And Nathan felt like a dick. Amidst all the mornings' activity, he had completely forgotten to cancel their little rendezvous. He sighed as he pulled up next to the car, expecting to see a very disappointed looking lesbian couple sitting glumly inside, awaiting his return.

However, upon inspection, the bright pink car was empty - except for a massive rubber dildo gracing the back seat. The girls had seemingly disappeared, leaving behind their favourite "11 Inch Nathan Stokes model" rubber cock. It was then that Nathan noticed a trail of wet footprints, leading down to the beach, followed by a faint moan wafting up from the shore.

"Mmmmmmh..."

It was barely audible amongst the sounds of the crashing waves, but distinct enough for him to recognise the voice. Jenny? He thought, scratching his head, as another faint yet powerful cry echoed through the Malibu air.

"oooh god yeah..."

Jenny's on the beach? Is she alone? he wondered, glancing towards the Mercedes, before slowly connecting the pieces in his mind. Trish and Viv... and Jenny?! He laughed to himself, entertaining the thoughts of an all girl threesome in his mind.

"Suck my pussy..."

He couldn't help but grin. C'mon. There's no way I'm THIS lucky, he thought.

"Oh Jenny you taste so good..."

Come on. There's just no WA... Before Nathan could finish his thought, he was interrupted by the distinct sound of the three girls moaning in unison.

"OOHHHHHHH..."

Nathan darted through the living room of his home, quietly parting the sliding glass doors before sneaking out to spy on the beach. Suddenly he could hear all three voices distinctly; three girls breathing heavily and moaning, experiencing the height of sexual pleasure...

"Oooh right there..."

"You like that?"

"Oooaaaah"

"Hehe, I think she likes it..."

He crouched low, careful not to disrupt them, and pulled up a chair to watch the action.

The young virginal flight attendant was sprawled naked on the beach, her legs spread wide and her body quivering with pleasure. Well and truly seduced, Jenny's eyes were shut tight as she reclined into the waiting arms and open legs of Trish. She was purring gently, allowing Trish to embrace her from behind while slowly caressing her breasts. In between her legs, Viv's nimble tongue was working its magic, slowly and methodically massaging her clit and labia, while her eyes occasionally glanced upwards to soak up the euphoria on the face of her willing victim.

Meanwhile, Trish and Viv shared amorous glances with each other, happy in the knowledge that they were converting yet another girl to their side.

"Oooh! Don't stop!" Jenny spread her legs wider, running one hand down her thighs while the other clutched at Viv's blonde hair. With all her might, Jenny pulled her beautiful face deeper into her aching pussy. Viv groaned in delight, inhaling deeply, filling her nostrils with the feminine scent as pools of Jennys cum gushed out and onto her awaiting tongue. Viv rubbed one hand on her own swollen clit, watching the ebb and flow of pleasure on the young Jenny's face.

She was in love.

Jenny smiled lustfully down at her; while the feeling of sun on her face and the warm wind caressing her naked body causing her to shiver with glee. Trish was right behind her, cradling the young, inexperienced girl in her arms. Their sweat mixed together as Trish rubbed her pussy slowly against Jenny's back, while nibbling gently on her neck.

The girls had been at it for hours, and Jenny had long since overcome her reservations about lesbian sex. She wasn't even sure exactly when the seduction started, or quite how quickly she ended up on the sand making love to two other women. In fact, the whole day had felt like slow motion...

Jenny had awoken from her post-coital slumber when the pink Mercedes first pulled into the driveway. The engine idled as the lesbians passionately kissed in the front seat, warming up for what they thought was going to be torrid ménage-a-trios with Nathan. Jenny wasn't sure why, but seeing the two women swapping tongue made her burn with lust, revving her engine in the most unusual way. She watched from the bedroom window, rubbing her pussy as she peeked voyeuristically through the blinds. Their passion for one another, the way they looked at each other, it all aroused her in a way she had never experienced before.

God, what would my mother think now? She thought to herself, smiling devilishly as she felt the dual tongues of two lesbian pornstars caressing different parts of her body.

Viv had been the first to notice Jenny, her innocent face staring fixedly on the couple as they exited the car. Jenny's shy, girlish face caught her attention immediately -- a lightning bolt of adrenaline surged through her vanes, and Viv knew right then that she had a new conquest in sight. Young, sweet, fragile... and just her type. Nathan or not, she was going to get her girl...

After a brief yet flirtatious encounter, Trish had suggested that the three women hit the surf, while they waited for Nathan to return. Jenny had been shy at first, confused by her new and exciting same-sex desires. But, after eyeing Trish in a barely-there bikini, something deep inside of her awoke. Her inhibitions began to fade, and she first began to open up to the idea of joining the couple. It was crazy, she knew, but the beach was completely empty, so there was no risk of being spotted. And with the activities of the previous night, she was more keen than ever to embrace her new found sexuality.

Together, they had waded out into the sea, the ocean gripping and tugging powerfully against their light bodies, as Trish and Viv held each other in a tight embrace.

"Don't be afraid," Viv had reassured her, "we're here for you." The three girls reached a sandbank, the shallow waters exposing their dripping wet bodies, gleaming in the sunlight. Trish noticed Jenny staring fixedly at the two of them, her mouth ajar as she remained completely in awe of their thoroughbred bodies. She smiled, before turning to Viv - the two women coming together just inches from Jenny's face in a passionate, tongue lashing kiss.

Her mind entranced, she lost all control...

Jenny had been surprised how easily she took to it. She had never thought of herself as anything other than straight, and - except for a few drunken kisses with friends - she had never been with a woman. Yet there she was, legs in the air and in the throes of absolute ecstasy. Ecstasy caused by two other FEMALES.

***

Viv held her breath as her tongue dug deeper into Jenny's swollen pussy. She could feel the grooves of Jenny's insides, and the soft internal walls on her tongue, as her nose rubbed side to side over the aroused clit. Jenny was contracting internally, her diaphragm raising and falling quicker as her pussy swelled. Viv knew she was hitting her just right. In over eight years of eating pussy, she had almost developed a sixth sense for the g-spot. As her tongue invaded the young airhostess, she looked up in joy as Trish muted Jenny's orgasmic cries with another kiss.

"Holy shit," Trish giggled, her hands cupping Jenny's tits from behind. She nibbled at her neck, parting her hair as she came down from the height of orgasm.

"What number is that?" Viv enquired, astounded by the stamina the young girl possessed.

Jenny panted, wearily lifting her hand and holding up four fingers. Viv gave a proud look to her lesbian lover.

"Hmmm, it's OK," Trish comforted Jenny, "I know how it feels. She can make you cum all night..."

"Mmmm," Jenny moaned, regaining some of her energy. "Sounds like a plan."

The three girls chuckled, as they came together for a slow, sensual threeway kiss. Nathan was grinning ear to ear, enjoying the private view - his erection running down the length of his thigh.

Damn, Trish and Viv are good... he thought to himself. Very good.

They could turn even the most conservative girl into a dike, and they sure had the evidence. Their blog was filled with the videos of their exploits, in college and beyond, as they sucked and fucked girls of all creeds, colors and orientations. And here they were, on his private beach, fucking and sucking his new girlfriend into multiple screaming orgasms...

"What a day," he thought out loud, shifting in his chair. He may have just lost a manager, but he still had the house, the career, and not to mention the view.

"How long have you been up there?" Trish yelled from the beach below, staring up at the balcony.




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 02



"Ha, caught red handed!" Viv chuckled, wrapping a fresh towel around Jenny.

"Aww, you guys are stopping?" Nathan replied, disappointed.

Viv collected their scattered clothes and walked towards the house, while Jenny glanced up at Nathan, "We're coming inside, but we're not stopping..."

Nathan gave a warm smile, "that's my girls."

***

The California skyline glowed with a tranquil shade of orange as the sun began slowly setting on the horizon. Seagulls squawked and crawed quietly in the distance, their cries the only distraction from the rhythmic ebb and flow of the ocean waves. The day had finally come to an end, and the foursome decided to unwind on Nathans balcony, overlooking the sea.

Nathan rested in his recliner, with Trish curled up tightly in his arms. He gently fed her a slice of from his favourite pizzeria; the smell of garlic and herbs intermingling with the sharp salty vapour from the sea. Meanwhile, Viv and Jenny spooned on the adjacent recliner, their small hands entwined as they looked into each other's eyes. Jenny had chosen the 'seafood delight' from the Pizzeria's menu, and was feeding each shrimp slowly into her lovers mouth. Trish smiled proudly as she watched the infatuated couple.

"They're so cute together," Trish smiled, looking over her shoulder at Nathan. "Don't you think?"

"They make a great couple," he replied, watching on.

Jenny, who was still a little exhausted from her first lesbian experience, turned to the adjacent couple and grinned. "Thanks Nathan."

"For what?" he replied calmly, "I think you should be thanking the girls..."

"Oh I do," she replied, "BELIEVE ME, I do. But if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here. I would never have had these..." Jenny paused, blushing, "new experiences."

"Well, you're always welcome here. Anytime," Nathan grinned at her.

"And she's only had the kindest things to say about her 'experience' with you, Nathan," Viv replied. "Although, I'm glad you didn't keep her all for yourself. She's a pretty amazing girl."

"Thanks," Jenny replied, sharing a piece of shrimp with Viv in an open mouth kiss. "I never knew girls could be so much... fun."

They all smiled, impressed by the young girls honesty and naivety.

"How long have you been bisexual?" Trish enquired.

Jenny took another bite of pizza, her brows furrowing as she pondered the question. "You know, I never really thought about women before. Sexually, I mean. But when I saw you two..." she gestured at Trish and Viv, "When I saw you in the car, making out, I got horny as Hell."

The girls nodded in agreement.

"I guess there's just something amazingly attractive about the female body. It seems almost... natural for us to want to be together."

"It certainly does," Viv replied, cupping Jenny's tits from behind. Her smooth thigh moved between Jenny's legs, resting against her pussy. The electricity between Viv and Jenny was obvious, their lust for one another burning even after hours of passionate fucking.

Trish watched her lovers seduction, aroused as usual by her willingness to explore other women. Nathan lay proudly behind her, his cock hardening against Trish's back as he watched the display of Sapphic love.

"How long have you two been together?" Jenny enquired, looking over her shoulder.

"We've been together almost eight years now," Viv replied.

"Wow," she exclaimed, "so you really love each other, huh?"

"Oh yes..." They both shared a grin. "Ever since highschool..."

Jenny blushed, "awww."

"We've had boyfriends before, but nothing hits the spot like the feel of another woman."

"Mmmmm," Jenny moaned, her hand tracing down Vivs arm, "I think I know what you mean..."

"Looks like you girls just converted another one," Nathan interjected, causing a spate of giggles amongst the group.

"I don't know," Jenny mumbled, "I've only had this one experience so far. How do I know if I'm really bi?"

Trish and Viv looked at one another, sharing a sly smile.

"Truly bi women have a feisty look behind their eyes," Trish replied, "like lionesses. We can take anyone to bed that we like. There's a power, and a confidence that bisexuality brings."

Jenny bit her lip, her mind pondering the erotic possibilities of exploring members of both sexes.

"Do you find yourself checking out other women?"

"A bit," Jenny paused, her mind wandering back. "I think I'll be checking out more women now though." She winked, her self confidence building.

"Thats my girl..." Viv replied, planting sweet kisses on her neck. "And you know, there are plenty of hot, bisexual women in your line of work." She smiled slyly, "Trish and I have fucked our fair share of sexy airhostesses."

"Notch another one up to the bedpost," Trish joked, before sharing a sly smile with her girlfriend.

"And we'll never have an issue with finding other women in our line of work. Most girls in the porn industry are bi."

Jenny gasped, blushing as she covered her mouth with her hand. "You two make porn?!" Jenny replied, her youthful innocence causing the group to laugh.

"Oh yeah, didn't we mention it?" Trish giggled.

"No, but I thought you two looked a little familiar..."

"Don't worry, we get that all the time."

"Wow," Jenny slid out of the comfortable recliner, striding towards the railings of the balcony to admire the seascape. "I should have known..."

She breathed in the fresh air as her silky blonde hair wafted softly in the breeze, taking in the view of the coastline at dusk. Meanwhile, Trish, Viv and Nathan all enjoyed the view of her tight, perfectly naked, teenage body as she displayed herself for their enjoyment.

"I always wondered what it would be like to be a pornstar..." she murmured, "to be on camera."

She struck a pose, peering decadently over her shoulder as she swivelled her hips suggestively.

"Do you think I'd make a good pornstar?"

Nathan stood up and walked over, hugging the naked yet timid teen from behind. "I think you'd make a GREAT pornstar..."

Trish nodded in agreement, "you've certainly got the body, and the attitude..."

Viv nodded in approval, "Hey, we've got the camera gear in the trunk. Whada ya say we film a little porn?"

Jenny looked over at Viv with a shocked expression on her face. "No way!"

"Nothing too hardcore," she replied, "just a little taste of what you're missing. A little Porno 101."

Trish grinned, "I say we just take some Ecstasy, and fuck the night away..."

Jenny smiled as Nathans hands rode up her tight, naked body and rested on her tits. "Porn and drugs... wow, I'm really in deep..."

Nathan kissed her neck, reading the uncertainty in her eyes. "You don't have to do anything, I know you're new to all this. Perhaps one new experience is enough for today..."

"No," she stammered, surprising everyone. She turned and looked Nathan dead in the eye.

"I want to be involved."

The girls looked at one another, before shrugging.

"We could use a camera girl."

They allowed the suggestion to sink in, suspecting that Jenny may be in too deep. It was one thing to make such a suggestion to another pornstar. But what would an amateur know about filming sex?

"Do you know how to work a camera?" Viv asked, "we'd like to film some material for our website tonight."

Jenny shook her head, "No... I want to be on camera."

"Are you sure?" Trish replied, looking sternly at the young blonde.

"I'm sure..."

Viv came over and gave her new lover a comforting hug, "I'm sure you'll do fine. You and I will fuck Nathan, while Trish gets in nice and close with the camera."

Jenny shivered, visibly aroused by the thought of being filmed in a threesome. She came to California looking for new experiences, and she sure as Hell wasn't disappointed. She was proud to be fucking the king of porn, and his bisexual mistresses. And soon, she would have the evidence to prove it.

"That OK with you, Nathan?" Jenny smiled back at him, a sense of comfort coming over her as the foursome cuddled up together on his balcony.

"No complaints here," he replied, grinning from ear to ear.

Jenny relaxed, allowing the three talented and experienced pornstars to caress her naked body. Six hands, three mouths and thirty fingers began to explore her body, stroking at her sensitive torso, tasting her like fresh meat. Nathan slipped out of his trunks, basking in the freedom and victory of being nude with three horny women burning with desire for one another, and him...

The four completely naked figures could be seen from all angles on the balcony, gyrating and moving slowly to the rhythm of their passions; naked bodies gringing against one another, girls kissing girls, threeway kisses, fourway making out, six perfect tits and one massive cock.

Jenny felt like she was in the centre of a cyclone of passion, being attacked from all sides by the experienced sex gods she had grown to love. Nathan stood behind her, his tongue moving slowly down the arch of her back while Viv placed an extacy tablet on her tongue, feeding it to the tenacious teen in a slow yet passionate kiss. She took one last glance at the naked, electrifying bodies of her new found lovers - it was all she needed to seal the deal.

"OK, lets do this..."

***

Hump hump hump hump

"AAAAHHHHH! HOLY SHIT!"

Hump hump hump hump

"Its OK, it's OK baby. You can do it."

Hump hump hump hump

"Holy shit! Oh FUCK YES!"

Jenny gritted her teeth, moaning lustfully as Nathan plunged his cock deeper and deeper inside of her with every thrust. The force alone was enough to make her whole body shake, the burly pornstar showing no mercy as he unrelentingly destroyed her teenage pussy from behind.

"Oh shit, I love that FUCKING COCK!" she moaned, as Vivs mouth locked on her breast, her tongue circling the sensitive skin.

Trapped in a storm of eroticism, Jenny flailed her head from side to side, screaming like a banshee as she remained wedged between the two pornstars. Meanwhile, Trish filmed the perfect shot of the threesome fucking on the sofa, with the Californian coastline visible through the glass windows of Nathans living room...

"Good girl," Viv whispered to her, between brief yet passionate kisses. "You're doing great."

Viv lay on her back, her hands exploring Jenny's body as they lay face to face on the sofa. Both girls were clearly in the zone, much to Trish's delight, as they embraced one another in a frenzy of passion, exchanging heated kisses while Nathan fucked the teen from behind.

Jenny basked in her new found sexuality. Finally, she was enjoying the best of both worlds; the softness and intimacy of another woman to make love to and caress, with the brute, dominant force of the male to keep her in her place.

"You would not BELIEVE the shot I'm getting from back here," Trish exclaimed, zooming in close for the penetration shot. "Jenny's pussy is out of this world."

Trish lay on her back, pointing the camera up at the glistening wet pussy as it struggled to accommodate Nathans girth.

Nathan could feel Jenny's tight young hole clasping around his cock, the soft lining caressing and squeezing as she approached orgasm. He could feel her G-Spot, slightly elevated inside of her and an easy target for him to inflict maximum pleasure. Together with Viv, they had the vivacious blonde teen trapped in a sea of passion as they worked her body into a state of arousal beyond her wildest dreams.

Meanwhile, it took all of his effort not to come himself.

"Argh" he grunted, flexing his PC muscle to stave off the orgasm. To make matters worse; the harder he fucked, the harder they made out. Their teasing was almost unbearable...

"Hang in there stud," Trish teased, giving his balls a kiss. In all her years fucking him, she had never gotten over his raw, animal strength. The sheer power of his thrusting, his stamina, and coupled with a cock that would make most horses jealous. The sight of it alone was enough to make her cum.

Meanwhile, on the other end things were heating up between her girlfriend and Jenny.

Trish focussed the camera on the two women as they peered lovingly into each others eyes, their passion for one another reaching a climax. Viv watched the face of her new lover, watching her facial expressions as the king of porn rammed all 11 inches inside of her at once.

"AAAAHHHH!" Jenny screamed out, right in time for Viv to muffle it with yet another wet kiss.

"He's got a big cock, huh?" Viv whispered.

"Oh God yeah."

"Just relax baby, let him take you. Don't resist him..."

"The pleasure, oh my god it's too much..."

"Don't resist it," Viv whispered, "let it come naturally. Let yourself come on his cock."

She squeezed Jenny's clit, rolling it between her fingers as Nathans heavy balls slapped against her hand.

"No, I don't want to cum. It's too intense," she groaned, the camera capturing the dazed look in her eyes as the extasy took over.

"I'm here for you," Viv wrapped her arms around her, their breasts squeezing together as they passionately kissed. "Don't be afraid, just let go..."

"I can feel him, he's so deep."

"Can you feel him on your cervix?"

"Yes"

"Good," Viv grinned, glancing over her shoulder to check on Nathan.

He gave her a smile, feeling Jenny's tight hole squeezing his cock harder and harder with each passing second. "She's getting close..."

Viv gestured to the camera, alerting Trish to Jenny's impending orgasm. She moved the camera back between Nathans legs to capture the moment.

"Like I said," Trish stroked Jenny's hair, "just let go."

"I can feel him hitting my womb."

"Thats good."

"He's so deep, oh my God I can't hold it anymore."

"Just let yourself cum..."

The blonde teen raised her head, her glazed eyes rolling back in her head as she felt the first wave of an Earth shattering orgasm.

"Good girl," Viv sucked at her neck, her hands stroking Jenny's stomach.

"AAAAHHHH OH MY GOD!!!"

"That's it, cum on his cock..."

Nathan pounded deeper and harder than before, feeling his cock filling every inch of her pussy with every thrust. Her juices dripped down her inner thigh, the camera capturing their slow trickle.

"Ooooh I'm gonna cum. Holy shit I'm gonna cum."

Viv parted Jenny's hair, gazing seductively into her eyes. "You're so beautiful."

"OH VIVIENNE!" Jenny yelled, "OH NATHAN! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM!"

Her whole body tensed, as she held her breath for what seemed like an eternity. With one final thrust, Nathan pushed her over the edge. Her entire body began quaking, her pussy trembling as the mother of all climaxes spread through her body.

"UUUNNGH!!!" Jenny yelled, letting out the mightiest of screams as she experienced the greatest orgasm of her life.

"AAAAHHHHHHWW YES!" She screamed.

Viv's ears were ringing, the power and volume of her scream loud enough to shatter glass.

"FUUUUCK!" the first orgasm triggering a second, even more powerful than the first.

"AAAAAAHHHH!"

Then a third. Her body shook as Nathan maintained full penetration, his shaft resting on her G-Spot while his head pulsed against her cervix. He maintained full control, working his cock slowly to massage her trigger points, coaxing out as many orgasms as possible.

Trish filmed as wave after wave of pussy juice squirted from Jenny's hot pussy, wiping it away as droplets hit the camera lens.

"Oh God," she finally panted, "oh my fucking God." Jenny's weary body fell wearily into Vivs waiting arms as she finally came down from the multiple orgasms.

"That was incredible," Viv smiled, before leaning in for a kiss. "I'm so proud of you baby."

Trish emerged from the rear, holding the camera to face Jenny as her breathing slowly normalized.

"It LOOKED fantastic, you're a natural."

Jenny's hair clung to her and Viv's bodies, glued by their collective sweat. Her eyes panned to the camera and she mustered a smile with the little energy she had left.

"Thank you. Thank you sooooo much," she replied, before Nathan hugged her from behind, his cock still firmly embedded inside her pussy.

"You did great."

"Thanks you guys," she replied, sandwiched between Viv and Nathan. She blew a final kiss to the camera, before collapsing in an exhausted heap.

***

"James, eat your dinner," Matt groaned, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"No, I don't want it."

"I said eat it, you little shit."

Lauren gasped, "don't swear at my son," she took another bite of bread from her plate, "and who are you calling LITTLE?"

Matt and Lauren had spent the remaining afternoon fighting, arguing back and forth about Laurens relationship with Nathan. It had been a long time coming, but Matt had finally reached the end of his tether. He was adamant that his wife was going to be faithful, and that meant banning her from any further contact with his most successful client. It was his ultimatum, and he was sticking to it.

"Enough with the dick jokes Lauren," he replied, "Look, even my sons don't respect me anymore."

Lauren cocked an eyebrow, as if to say YOUR sons?

Ten year old James sat with his arms folded, staring glumly at the remaining meat on his plate. His nine year old brother clambered over the table, before deliberately tipping the contents of the salt shaker into Matt's food.

"See?" Matt announced, "No respect."

Lauren rolled her eyes, "are you still complaining about what happened today?"

"Let's not discuss it at the dinner table," he said, "not in front of the kids."

"What happened today?" Young Max asked inquisitively.

"Nothing." Matt spat, "now get off the table and eat your dinner."

Lauren leaned over, shuffling Max back into the chair. "Eat it sweety, so you can be big and strong like your DADDY." She watched the expression on Matts face as he turned white.

"You just won't let it go, will you?" he gritted his teeth in anger, embarrassed and emasculated by his own wife. "You have to rub my face in it."

"Look Matt," Lauren sighed, "just don't tell me what to do."

"What I WANT you to do is in the best interests of our relationship."

"I disagree," she replied.

"What does Matt want you to do?" James asked, a suspicious look in his eyes.

"Nothing, stop asking questions and eat your dinner. Lauren, lets discuss this later."

She popped an olive into her mouth, before replying calmly, "sure... honey."

"Oh and James, I'm not Matt... I'm daddy."

James looked up at Matt, the intense gaze in his eyes inherited from his biological dad. Matt could see it. He tried to put it out of his mind, but all he could see in James' face were Nathans eyes, staring. Dominating.

Max looked over, shooting Matt the same look as his brother. The two devilishly handsome boys had certainly inherited Nathans confidence, showing their phony father who was boss. Lauren noticed it, and immediately felt a sense of pride welling up inside of her. She had always encouraged them to be cocky and self assured, just like their real father.

"We'll call you what we want to call you." Max grinned, noting the anguish on his fathers face. "Besides, Mom says you aren't our REAL dad..."

He froze in shock, only moving to slowly turn to his wife, who struggled to contain her laughter.

"She says our real dad is a real man."

Matt slowly put down his fork, "honey, can I speak with you in the OTHER ROOM?!"




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 03



"Aaaaaahhhh!"

Five inches.

"Oooooh GOD NATHAN!"

Six inches.

"It's not going to fit!"

Seven inches.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

The ingress was unrelenting, as Nathan calmly leaned into the penetration, more and more of his giant, world famous cock was sliding deeper into the tight young virginal cheerleader.

Catherine and Samara watched on, their gaze never leaving the television set as they excitedly savored the latest video from their favorite pornstar. The BluRay box lay open on the floor of their bedroom, strewn haphazardly as the lesbian couple had hurriedly stuffed the disk into the player. It was the latest "Bisexual Cheerleaders" movie from the only male pornstar to arouse them. They were lesbians... but with one exception...

"FUUUCK! It's never going to fit," the buxom little blonde on TV screamed out, just in time for her cries to be muffled by a passionate kiss.

Nathan was nudging her neck gently, moving her head just enough to the side to allow another, brunette female dressed in a flashy cheerleaders outfit to continue her deep French kiss. The brunettes tiny, frilly dress was hiked up around her waist, while an equally brunette, equally tanned thoroughbred had her tongue firmly latched onto her clit.

Eight inches.

Catherine flashed Samara a sly grin, before reaching for the Nathan Stokes model dildo her wife had brought along for their special night.

"Do you think he'll make it fit?" Catherine smiled, placing the enormous, plastic, head of the identical copy of Nathans cock at the entrance to her pussy. 

"Doesn't it always?" Samara replied in her sultry British accent, before placing her soft hand gently under her wife's chin, bringing her in for a passionate kiss.

"I love having you back home, baby," Catherine moaned between kisses. 

In the years they had been together, Samara had become increasingly busy, with her business running a tighter and tighter schedule. Being in charge of one of the biggest porn companies in the world was no walk in the park. After being apart for over a month, Samara had finally found the time to return for a week long holiday at their Bahaman paradise home on the island of St Barts. It was just enough time to get reacquainted with her beloved, sex-bomb wife and a brief, personal visit from none other than Mr BigCock himself, Nathan Stokes.

"Fuck I can't wait until he gets here," Samara leaned in, taking in one of Catherines fresh nipples into her mouth. 

"We'll just have to make do for now," Catherine replied, before laying back on the bed and slowly sliding the enormous rubbed cock inside of her.

"AAAAHHHHHH!" she screamed simultaneously with the blonde cheerleader on the TV screen.

Catherine had some catching up to do, and with Samaras help, managed to make up the ground before...

Nine inches.

"I can feel it pressing into my cervix," she whispered, parting her bright blonde hair to the side and staring lovingly into Samara's deep, brown cow eyes. As the dildo so expertly caressed her various G-Spots, she took the time to take in the awe-inspiring view of her female lover. 

Samara stood before her, and carefully slipped out of her Victorias Secret lingerie she had purchased for the special occasion. Despite being almost thirty, her Paleo diet and extreme exercise routine meant her shape remained as firm and perky as an eighteen year old. Her glistening, aqualine back was curved at just the right angle to fully accentuate her hips and ass, while her buoyant breasts tugged scandalously at the sheer fabric of the lace bra. 

Catherines mouth began to water as she locked her eyes on Samaras recently shaved, tight pussy. 

Not only did Samara have the body of an eighteen year old, but she had the tightness as well. Unlike Catherine, Samara was a "Gold-Star" lesbian. Despite being with more women than she could count, Samara had never been with a male. 

And with the exception of countless female tongues, and Nathans special rubber cock, she had yet to be penetrated by a real man's cock. But that was all about to change...

Ten inches.

Catherine clutched the base of the dildo, pressing in an upwards motion and screwing it slowly to make up the extra room. On the TV screen, the blonde cheerleader had her legs on Nathans shoulders, clutching desperately at his huge biceps as he leaned his enormous frame into her. The camera zoomed closely into the penetration, as Nathans cock made up the final inch before his balls rested comfortably against her bright pink pussy.

"AAAAHHHHH! Fuck me coach!" she screamed, before Nathan gave her ear a playful nibble.

"Good girl, Jenny," he whispered, the sound barely audible over the noise of the other cheerleaders lesbian sixty nine on the bench next to them in the locker room. 

The camera panned around the room to reveal a mountain of discarded clothes, pom-poms and astroglide as Nathan slowly started pumping in and out of the cheerleader, removing what was left of her uniform.

"These girls are good," Samara grinned, watching the action on TV while gently moving the plastic dildo in and out of Catherine in time with Nathans thrusts.

"That's Jenny Clyde, she's a newby. Used to be an airhostess or something. Nathan discovered her... ooohhh right there," she cried, as the head of the cock pushed deep into her G-spot at the back of her pussy. 

"She's amazing. She works really well with Trish and Viv."

Catherine gritted her teeth, her blonde hair beginning to stick to her smooth skin as her body began glistening with sweat. "Maybe you should sign her to your agency."

Samara watched as Nathan smothered his tight young lover with his mouth, driving his tongue and cock as deep as he could into her willing body. 

"She's good," Samara replied, "but she's Trish and Viv's girl. And they don't like to share..." 

She parted Catherines legs beneath her, coming down to lie tit to tit. Her pelvis pushed down into Catherine, her pussy forcing the rubbed cock deep inside her lover.

"Oh right there," Catherine sighed submissively, her body accepting the warmth and softness of another woman. Samara's tongue carefully circled her diamond hard nipples, thrusting ever so gently against the giant dildo penetrating her wife. 

"Yes..." Catherine sighed submissively, as Samaras tongue roamed up her body, finally latching onto her mouth in a searing lesbian kiss.

"I wish I had a cock this big," Samara giggled, looking down at the dildo. The base sat perfectly against her pussy, giving the appearance of her possessing a Nathan Stokes sized cock of her own.

"I would fuck you forever. We would never leave this bedroom."

"Oh God that's hot," Catherine moaned, watching the dildo sliding deeper before the plastic balls rested gently against her ass. 

"Look up at me," Samara insisted. Catherine's face was awash with pleasure, her blonde hair sticking to her forehead and blue eyes glazed over from the hormones and adrenaline rushing through her veins. They locked eyes. Catherine held her gaze as the dildo brushed against her cervix, its ribs and veins pleasuring her vaginal canal. All the while, the cries of extacy continued to emanate from the TV as Nathan powered each of the three bisexual bombshells through orgasm after orgasm.

"You're so beautiful baby," Samara smiled warmly, the way a mother smiles at her daughter. 

"I want you," Catherine breathed between kisses, "I wish you had a cock so you could fuck me... impregnate me..."

Samara took Catherine's hands into hers, grasping them behind her head and pushing her full weight down on her lover. 

"Would you like that?" she smiled, tracing her eyes up and down Catherines face, soaking in every detail of the woman she loved more than anyone in the world. "You'd like to have my baby?" 

"Yes," she peered up through obedient eyes, gauging the lust in her partners gaze. 

Samara grinned, gently kissing her forehead. The idea of having a mans cock, and fucking her wife into pregnancy was certainly something that intrigued her. She was naturally dominant, a showcase of opposites. The killer looks that made men weak at the knees, coupled with a fiery confidence and dominance that made her the perfect businesswoman, and the perfect lesbian. With one exception, of course. 

Fucking Nathan was going to be a difficult reality for her to face. She had never let another person take charge, take control of her. She was always in control. But now, she was going to let a man fuck her. Let a man take charge. And let a man impregnate her wife.

"I love you Cath," she cooed, "and you will have a baby. A handsome, strong baby. And I'll be here for you through it all."

Their tongues entwined just in time as Trish, Viv and Jenny came together for a threeway kiss on the screen, Nathans enormous load of cum dripping down their bodies as they struggled to suck and lick it all up.

"See that?" Samara smiled, gesturing to the TV screen at the foot of the bed. "See all that cum? Nathan is going to fire that deep inside you. And I'm going to be here, all the time, kissing and making love to you as he does it."

"Yessss," Catherine let out excitedly.

"He's going to make you his bitch, cum inside you and knock you up."

"Oh MY GOD!" she yelled out, as the dildo pressed against three of her G-Spots at the same time. "You're gonna make me cum!" 

"He's going to pass his alpha genes onto our offspring," Samara mused, kissing her way slowly back down Catherines firm body and resting her mouth against her clit. 

"Stop teasing me, baby" she moaned, her eyes rolling back into her head in pleasure. "I want to save up all the sexual energy for our special night."

Samara gently kissed her way back up her wife's body, before resting her head against her elbow on the bed. "You mean when we both fuck Nathan together, on this bed?"

Catherine slowly began to extract the dildo. "I want it to be special. I want it to be the greatest night of our lives. I want to cum so hard I'm guaranteed to get pregnant."

Samara maintained her loving gaze, "oh, you will." She leaned in for a peck, "if he doesn't make you cum, I will."

With that, she pulled the rest of the dildo slowly out of her wife's pussy. It hit the bed with a thud, and was covered in luscious pussy juices. Samara brought all 11 inches of the monster dildo up to her face before licking the entire length of the shaft, savouring the taste of her. "Mhhh, I can't wait to lick it all off the real thing..."

"Not if I don't get there first!" Catherine teased, jumping up and yanking the swaying phallus from her wife's grasp. 

"You look so good doing that," Samara smiled, watching lustfully as her wife sucked delicately at the enormous cock dwarfing her face. "How on EARTH did you fit all that inside you? You're so tight!"

Catherine giggled. "You know, when you really like someone, like I do Nathan, then you'll do anything for them."

Samara leaned in for a kiss, "you're such a good, submissive little girl." She smiled, cradling her gently and brushing her hair away from her eyes.

The action on the screen had come to an end, with the three exhausted pornstars hugging Nathan close to show their appreciation. The camera zoomed in to show his flaccid cock and huge balls surrounded by three well used, soaking wet pussies. The taste of his sperm still fresh on their tongues, all three women had finally managed to swallow every drop of Nathans prized load, opening their mouths wide to prove it. Their bodies glistened with sweat and cum.

"That video was AMAZING," Catherine gasped.

Samara nodded, "he just keeps getting better and better."

"How much longer now until he arrives?"

Samara graciously glided out of the bed and strode slowly towards the window, looking out over the glacial blue tropical sea. 

"Not long. I've sent a private jet to pick him up and bring him."

Catherine arose from the bed, her naked form stunning in the soft afternoon light streaming in from the parted shades. She wrapped her arms around the slightly taller, more tanned brunette. They were a match made in heaven. An English girl and an American, in the prime of their beauty and all alone in a tropical paradise. Catherine caught Samaras smouldering eyes staring back at her through the reflection in the window. 

"So we're really going through with this?" Samara asked, her voice calm yet strong.

"It's time," Catherine reassured her, "you know I've always wanted it."

Samara turned around, her hands cupping the smooth flesh of her wifes stomach. "You're going to look even more beautiful with a baby in here..."

Catherine replied, "So you're OK with it?"

"As strange as it is, the thought, of allowing a man to enter our world, I want you to be happy more than anything in the world. And of course, I want to have a baby with you." She smiled, bringing her lips close for a kiss before whispering, "our baby."

"Oh I'm so happy!" Catherine replied, her voice breaking as she verged on tears.

"Besides," Samara grinned, "you know how much I love Nathan, how he's the only male in the world that turns me on. He arouses me in ways I can't even describe. Having that porno-stud fire his load inside you while we're making love will be one of the highlights of my life."

Samara ran her hands over Catherines breasts, gently squeezing them as she continued. "I can't wait for him to knock you up. I want to see these full of milk," her hands slid slowly down Catherines body, cupping her ass. "I want to see every part of you get bigger, more luscious as your body prepares to have Nathans baby."

***

Smoke bellowed from the landing gear of the Learjet as it touched down in St Barts. It had been a long flight, and Nathan emerged groggy and jetlagged from the stunning white aircraft. Yawning and stretching on the tarmac, he took in the view of the plane and the ground staff busily collecting his bags. Nathan had just spent 5 hours in the luxurious aircraft, enjoying the finest food and beverages that wealth had to offer, and was on his way to fuck two hot lesbians' brains out. He couldn't help but smile. Life was good. 

"Ah, Mr Stokes..." came a familiar sounding Spanish accent, "I hope you enjoyed your flight." 

Nathan squinted as his eyes adjusted to the harsh tropical sunlight. He could just barely make out the small silhouette of a well dressed gentleman standing next to a long black limousine on the tarmac. 

"Franco!" he yelled, patting Catherine's short Spanish assistant on the back. "Long time no see."

Franco grinned, "I knew I'd see you again. Catherine and Samara just won't stop talking about you." He shuffled towards the vehicle and opened the rear door, "please..."

Nathan hopped in, his thighs sliding over the expensive leather seats as he scooted over, allowing Franco to load the rest of his luggage into the car. Finally having some time to breathe, he looked around the vehicle. The Maybach limousine was every bit as opulent as the learjet that had brought him to the island. And as Franco entered the drivers door and revved the engine, Nathan could barely hear a whisper. 

"Beautiful car isn't it?" Franco grinned over his shoulder. 

"You're damn right it is," Nathan replied, reaching into the onboard fridge and cracking open a cold one. Like magic, his seat began to recline. 

"Go ahead, get comfortable," Franco teased, his finger turning the knob. "Welcome to St Barts!"

Nathan leaned back, sinking into the glorious luxury of the Maybach. The plush seat felt just like a Lay-z-boy recliner. And with no noticeable wind noise or bumps, it took a brief glance out of the window before Nathan realized they had already hit the highway. 

"That seat cosy enough for you?" Franco smirked, "after all, Catherine and Samara are going to want you to be well rested..."

Nathan flashed him a puzzled grin, "Franco, just how much do you know about our arrangement?"

Whipping on a pair of shades, Franco smiled mischievously as he increased the speed, the million dollar car remaining ghostly quiet.

"Oh Mr Stokes," Franco replied, "Of course I have been briefed. Catherine and her wife confide in me 100%, but rest assured, every secret remains safe with me..."

"Well, that's good."

Franco grinned, "Not that it matters. Two hot lesbians want to fuck you and have your kids. What guy would want to keep THAT a secret?"

Nathan blushed, confronted with Franco's forwardness. "So they've already told you everything?"

"Yes," he grinned, "at least, most of the things they have planned for you. It's going to be a busy few days for you, Mr Stokes..."

***

"What is it about Nathan Stokes that drives women crazy?" The TV in the main lounge of the St Barts mansion blared. 

As usual, the Hustler channel was playing continuously, as Samara and Catherine reclined on the sofa, holding each other in a tight embrace. They kissed passionately, occasionally breaking to watch Nathan Stokes Special playing on the TV. 

"I think it's his body," a timid younger girl spoke into the reporters microphone, before hiding her face behind her hand shyly.

"His cock, definitely his cock!" Loudly proclaimed one party girl.

The next scene showed perky pornstar Brandy Betts, as she blurted out with glee: "It's his attitude, his fucking style, the way he makes women cum. I just love him!"

Samara grinned up at the TV, slowly coming to the spine-tingling realization that the hottest porn stud in the world was on his way, and the lesbian couple were in a position that many millions of women worldwide would KILL to be in. Nathan was well known as one of the most desirable men on the planet, with millions of female fans desperate to be with him... and under him.

The hot blonde Hustler presenter turned to the camera, before continuing: "Nathan Stokes recently announced a brief hiatus from porn as he switches to a new agency..."

Samara broke away from the kiss, nudging her mouth into Catherines ear. "And I think I know what agency that is going to be..."

Catherine's heart jumped, and her eyes lit up like they were on fire. "God I hope he signs with you, Samara." 

Samara laughed, "I don't think I could handle the stress of managing his career by myself though. Perhaps... Perhaps I could give YOU that honour, my special girl..."

"REALLY?!" Catherine gasped. 

"Of course." Samara replied. "You're the one who's always complaining about having nothing to do, having this huge house to yourself while I'm away managing the business..."

"I know, but... he's the biggest pornstar on the planet, there's no way I could cope. Besides, I'm going to be pregnant with his baby, don't you think that's a bit of a conflict of interest?"

Samara ran her hands back up Cath's body, resting under her firm young breasts. "I know sweetie. There's no need to worry, I'll get one of my best agents from Steele Management on his case. An agent from Steele Management will make sure there won't be a single day that Nathan won't be balls deep in tight, wet pussy in front of a camera..."

Catherine smiled up at her lover, "I'm sure he won't protest to that idea..."

"Hmmm," Samara replied, "with my agency by his side, there won't be one hot pornstar in the business that hasn't had his legendary cock inside of her..."

Catherine's eyes sparkled with delight. She turned back to the TV before continuing. 

"Speaking of business, do you know when you need to get back to London? I know how impatient you get when you're away from the office..."

Samara Steele rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "The agency can wait." She leaned in, sucking the love of her life's tongue into her mouth. "This is far more important."

And she meant it. This was important. But at the same time, the business she had grown from the ground up was constantly on her mind. Samara Steele was the proud owner and founder of Steele Inc, a porn agency and production company in London. In over ten years of producing the world's most exciting porn, she had won the distinct honour of running the most successful porn company in the world. 




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 03



Steele not only produced and created porn, but also had a management division as well. Porn actors and actresses were frequently signed to Steele Management, and their contracts -- sometimes extending into the millions of dollars - would allow them to work almost exclusively for Steele. As a result of her slick business skills, and dominance of the industry, Samara Steele now enjoyed a net worth that ran into the hundreds of millions of dollars. 

Samara had always set herself apart from her peers, both in her professional as well as her private life. Even in her teens, Samara knew she was different from the other girls. When everyone else was drooling over the highschool football team, she was secretly checking out the youthful and busty cheerleaders. When fantasy finally began translating to reality, sexy cheerleader Catherine Tamworth was to be her first target. Their scandalous teenage relationship became public knowledge when they were first discovered -- by the entire basketball team no less - making passionate love in the middle of the indoor basketball court. 

It was then that she discovered her true calling as a pornstar. There was something about the way the people had stared, basketball players, coaches and cheerleaders alike. Something so exotic and erotic about being watched that turned her on like nothing else could. The taboo soon mixed with deep yearning, and she was hooked. After becoming a Playboy Playmate and lesbian porn star, Samara founded Steele Inc in her twenties. The company put her star on the map and sent her life, and profits, soaring into the stratosphere. 

Samara had decided to retire as a pornstar after only a few years, settling down with her childhood sweetheart, and focussing all her efforts on running the most successful porn company in the world. And now, she had her eyes set on a new conquest. He was over 6 feet tall, had a physique to die for and a cock that would make a horse green with envy. He was her only male crush, and the only man -- she had decided -- that she would ever let inside of her...

***

"We're almost at the mansion," Franco peered over his shoulder at Nathan. "Are you getting nervous?"

Nathan giggled, "nervous, me? Never." 

Nathan glanced out the car window, the beautiful tropical coastline slowly coming into view. He tried to focus on the waves, the surfers and the birds circling gracefully overhead. Nathan was nervous alright, though he did well to disguise it. 

He may well have been the top stud in the porn industry, but Samara Steele had a reputation as a fierce business woman, and someone not to be meddled with. She was dominant, a leader and -- some would say -- a controlling bitch. She had to be, he figured, since she was the CEO of a multi-million dollar empire. Women had it hard enough fitting into the normal management world, but this was PORN. Samara had gone from a sexy porn slut to a big time corporate leader in a few years, and she had certainly developed a personality and reputation to go along with her success. 

Although he was pumped about the opportunity to fuck her - and her wife - Nathan kept nervously shifting in his seat. 

Franco eyed Nathan through the rear view mirror, the corners of his mouth curving up as he noticed Nathan frowning anxiously. "C'mon," he grinned, "Samara is really a pussy cat at heart. The whole dominant thing... it's an act."

"I never said I was nervous," he replied, raising his gaze to meet Francos, "but I didn't say I was completely relaxed about it either. I mean, she's the biggest porn manager in the world..."

"Yeah," Franco shot back, "but you're the biggest PORN STAR in the world. And she wants YOU!"

Nathan returned his gaze to the road, while Franco kept talking.

"You're just about to fuck two lesbians. How stressed out can you be? I've seen what you're packing, and a guy like you has nothing to worry about. Remember the mansion orgy?"

Nathan grinned as the memory of fucking four women in front of Catherine came back to him.

"I was there," Franco continued, "I saw everything. Believe me, if Catherine loved you, Samara will love you too. They have very similar tastes."

"I don't know, she's a full lesbian," Nathan nervously replied, "She's never been with a man before. I'm worried she won't go through with it, and it will ruin my chances with the biggest porn producer in the world..."

Franco sighed audibly, then hit back, "You know something? They BOTH watch your porno's all the time. TOGETHER."

"Really?" he cocked an eyebrow, "now that's interesting..."

"I know, right?" Franco replied, "they're always the first to buy your latest films, and play them on the big screen TV. Then they go at it with each other for hours."

"Damn," Nathan replied, "that must be pretty intense to watch..."

Franco sighed again, "How would I know? They NEVER let me watch!"

Nathan giggled, "Oh poor Franco, that must be tough..."

Franco reflected over the various erotic moans and screams he often heard spread through the mansion, as the two women made passionate love to each other. "I can hear everything, its torture sometimes. The way they moan with lust..."

Nathan smiled before replying, "you never know, you might get lucky one day..."

"Me?" Franco laughed, "there's no way. I mean, look at me..."

Nathan could barely see the diminutive little man behind the huge drivers chair. 

"Besides, they only have eyes for you. I could never compete with someone like you..."

"Well, you never know," Nathan replied, "I've only met Catherine once, and Samara is a complete stranger to me. I could still get rejected."

Franco let out a hearty laugh, before turning to Nathan "I'm laughing because that idea is so ludicrous," he continued, "You'll be laughing too once they're both pregnant..." 

"Wait," Nathan stared at him in puzzlement, "BOTH?"

Franco put his hand over his mouth, cursing himself for letting the secret slip. 

"They BOTH want to get pregnant???"

Franco put his finger to his lips, "Shhhh, it's supposed to be a secret."

"A secret?" Nathan replied, "a secret from who?"

"Catherine." 

"Why?"

Franco looked back towards the road, as he pulled the vehicle into a steep street. "Samara wants to be pregnant at the same time. As a gift for Catherine. She wants them to go through labour together."

"Damn..." Nathan replied.

"Pretty hot, isn't it?" Franco stopped the car at the gate to the Steele house. "Two lesbians wanting to bed you and have your kids. How did you get so lucky?"

"It's just in the genes, I guess," Nathan grinned.

The limo wound its way up the long driveway of the resort-like abode. A row of palm trees lined the tarmac, and various exotic species of bird flew overhead, silhouetting against the golden sunset. It was getting late in the day, and the sun had lost its intensity. Nathan noticed the lights of several opulent looking buildings in the distance. 

Franco was smiling devilishly, his mind going over all the things Nathan would do to his female bosses. Would he fuck them straight away? Or would he bide his time? Franco wondered if he'd be spending the afternoon cleaning Nathans cum off the furniture, or helping his bosses select the right music for their intercourse with Nathan. Would he get to watch? 

Franco carefully navigated his way to the front entrance of the house, before turning the engine off. 

He glanced over to Nathan, a sly smile on his face and said, "Go get 'em, you lucky son of a bitch..."

***

"HOLY SHIT," Catherine exclaimed, "he's here!"

Samara grinned casually, "get a hold of yourself Cath, I don't want you to be too excited. We're playing this slow and cool. Got it?"

"Got it," she smiled back, struggling to control her excitement. "How do I look?"

Catherine was wearing a sheer lace gown, with clearly visible red bra and lace G-String panties covering her shaved pussy. Samara leaned in, cupping her perky, creamy tits in her hands and giving them a squeeze. "Do you even have to ask? You're gorgeous." 

"I only wish we could spend more time together like this," Catherine replied. "I'm worried about being alone. But being alone and pregnant?"

Samara turned to give her lover a soft, reassuring kiss on the lips. "Don't worry baby, I'll make sure I am here for you. We'll definitely be going through this TOGETHER. Don't worry, I'll make sure of that..."

The front door creaked as Franco followed Nathan in, carefully setting down his suitcase on the hard marble floor. Like a perfect servent, Franco slipped into the shadows unnoticed, and Nathan suddenly found himself all alone in a house with only two horny lesbians to keep him company. Life sure was hard...

As he glanced around, he realized that the St Barts mansion was equally as opulent as the Mansion in the Bahamas, where he first met, and fucked, Catherine. It was there that Catherine planted the idea in his brain about a threesome with her wife. Now, several months later, he was finally on the verge of the act he had been dreaming about for months. 

The living room of the mansion was dim, with only a few lights turned down low. It was clear that the scene had been set, probably many hours before. Nathan noticed a tub of strawberries and a bottle of Moet Champagne gracing the edge of a luxurious indoor Jacuzzi. The Jacuzzi bubbled and steamed invitingly, the soothing sound flowing perfectly into the deep, pulsing background music. Candles were flickering in the fresh ocean breeze next to the opened sliding doors, displaying a perfect view of the ocean beyond. 

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this..." came a soft, sultry voice from behind him. He turned to find her already placing her arms around him. 

It was Catherine. He smiled as she gently brought her lips to his, opening her mouth and teased his tongue with hers. 

He closed his eyes and tasted her. She was sweet, and the scent and taste of pussy was still clearly on her breath. He pulled her away, placing his arm around her waist and allowing his eyes to soak up her beauty. 

She was absolutely stunning, an 11 out of ten at least. There was something in the way her perfect blonde hair flowed down her caramel skin, complimenting her deep eyes and sexy lips that drove him crazy with desire. Nathan's eyes trailed down her beautifully fuckable body; taking in her huge breasts, the perfect hourglass shape of her hips, and ending with tiny, petite feet that he so loved. 

"Don't mind me, I just want to watch you two." Samara sat in one of the silk upholstered armchairs, her legs crossed and her face only just visible in the light. 

Nathan could make out the voice distinctly. Deep and husky, and with such an authoritative tone to it, it made him jump. He was now in the presence of the most powerful and influential porn producer in the world. Holy crap, he thought, that's Samara Steele!

Samara ran her hands down her body, gently caressing herself as she watched her one and only love kissing Nathan deeply. 

It was so strange, she thought, the huge, hulking figure of an alpha male playing with someone as small and petite as Catherine. Samara was used to seeing Catherine in the mirror, with Samara's own arms draped around her as they kissed. But now, Mr Pornstud himself was in the house, about to give it to her wife in ways she never could. The thought intrigued and excited her, and any feelings of jealousy were starting to be replaced with sheer excitement.

Samara watched as Nathan caressed Catherine's hair, cupping the back of her neck and driving his tongue down her throat. God he's hot, she thought, before realizing how strange the thought sounded... for a lesbian. Samara noticed her panties were soaked, as a bead of sweat ran down her face. She was the most powerful porn producer in the world, but she still felt nervous about meeting him, the only male she had ever lusted over. 

Him, the biggest and most well hung pornstar on Earth. She would be lying if she said she didn't feel somewhat intimidated. With all her inner strength mustered, she rose to her feet and gently strode over to the amorous couple. 

"You two look so amazing together," she grinned. "So natural."

Nathan ran his huge hands through both womens hair, and the two lesbian lovers came together for a passionate French kiss, just inches from his face. 

"I could say the same for you two," he replied. Samara turned to face him, ever so subtly brushing her cherry red translucent lips against his, breaking away just before the kiss. I need to take this slow, she thought, looking into his handsome eyes and admiring the stallions body she had seen in countless porn films. 

"It's amazing," she said, "Catherine is the only one of us to fuck you, and yet I already know what you look like under those clothes..." she latched her finger inside his waistband and gave it a snap. 

"Then you won't be disappointed if I remove them," he winked, his hands slowly cupping around Samaras narrow hips. 

She gave him a teasing smile, before shifting her body away from his, walking slowly towards the Jacuzzi. Instead, Nathan found himself in the arms of Catherine again, and before long his tongue was intermingled with his. 

"Why don't you two join me in the Jacuzzi?" Samara's husky voice continued. 

Nathan and Catherine drooled as they saw her sheer satin robe fall to her feet, revealing her naked shoulders and buttocks from behind, before she disappeared beneath the steam and bubbles.

"I think we should join her," Catherine whispered under her breath, before taking Nathans tongue into her mouth again.

***

The evening passed slowly, as the amorous trio relaxed in the soothing bubbles of the Jacuzzi. Catherine alternated between reclining in Nathans lap, feeling his huge cock push up against her body, and cuddling up to her wife, the two lesbians sharing deep kisses while they conversed. 

Nathan took in the beautiful sight of the two women. Catherine; the beautiful mysterious blonde whose tits bounced buoyantly under the flow of the bubbles. And Samara; with her piercing eyes, slender body, dark brown hair and dominant personality. Nathan knew she was completely naked under the water. And for a lesbian, she seemed perfectly comfortable to be in the same situation with a naked burly male porn star. 

Nathan wondered how long it would be before he got to hold her. He wanted to tame her, to break her dominant personality and make her his. He'd never met a woman he couldn't conquer, and he wasn't about to start now.

Samara poured two glasses of champagne, handing them to Nathan and Catherine. 

"So, Mr Stokes..." Samara stared him down, her eyes piercing his, "I hear you're a free man."

She slowly took a sip of the expensive champagne, swilling it and breathing in the smell like a true connoisseur. 

"Thats right," he smiled, maintaining steadfast eye contact with her. "But freedom is not all it's cracked up to be..."

"I gathered," she replied, her eyes still locked onto his. "But even without an agent, you've been doing OK for yourself, haven't you Mr Stokes..." 

Nathan gave her a nod, gulping the champagne down quickly before replying, "I've fucked a few girls here and there." 

Samara giggled, her mood lightening as she rubbed Catherines leg under the bubbles. "We've both thoroughly enjoyed your work with Trish and Viv..."

"And don't forget Jenny," Catherine added. 

"Maybe you might consider coming to work for me..." Samara smiled, "we could use a stud like you on our team..."

"Oh Yeah?" Nathan tried his best to fake being cool. In reality, his heart was racing. This was the offer of a lifetime. Why the biggest porn network in the world had snubbed him for so many years had always remained a mystery. But now, it seemed, luck was on his side. 

"What made you change your mind?" Nathan asked.

Samara crawled over to him slowly, her ass swaying suggestively under the water as she brought herself close to him. 

"I don't know," she looked him dead in the eyes, her dominating instinct starting to yield. "I guess... I guess I've always been intimidated by you."

Samara couldn't believe she had said those words. Catherine sat bolt upright, slowly gulping the mouthful of champagne before almost dropping the glass into the water. 

"Wow," she laughed, "looks like the truth is finally out."

"YOU? Intimidated by ME?" Nathan replied loudly, shocked by Samara's admission.

Samara giggled, "well duh, you're the biggest pornstar on the globe. And also, well..." she bit her lip, before glancing over at Catherine for courage. She finally found the resolve to tell him. "I've always been very attracted to you..."

There it was. The truth was finally out in the open. Catherine couldn't believe Samara had dropped her guard so quickly. It was difficult for a lesbian to admit she was attracted to a man. 

Nathan leaned forward, taking the champagne glass out of Samaras hand and placing it at the edge of the Jacuzzi. He brought his giant hand up to her face, and carved her dark, soap covered hair away from her eyes. Nathan's hand clasped the back of her neck, and for a second he thought of bringing her mouth to his and kissing her deeply. She seemed so much more open, so much more personable in the flesh than her reputation would suggest. As he stared into her eyes, there seemed to be a spark of innocence that he hadn't noticed before. One that suggested her tough girl personality was all just an act.

Catherine slid up close behind her wife, wrapping her arms around sternum and propping Samaras breasts up just enough for Nathan to get a good view. Samaras nipples were bright pink, almost unnaturally so, and hard. Catherine clutched them like heavy melons in her hands, peering seductively over her lovers shoulder at Nathan, almost invitingly. 

"Is that why I am here?" Nathan whispered, sliding closer and feeling the water between their bodies flowing. "Am I here because you want to act upon that attraction?"

Samara blushed, and for the first time she broke eye contact first, looking down at the bubbles as she blushed. 

Catherine kissed and bit her neck lustfully, purring softly "it's OK baby, you know I don't want there to be any more secrets. Tell him you want him..."

Beneath the water, Nathan was rock hard. His 11 inch cock almost reached Samaras body, throbbing in anticipation. Samara looked back up at Nathan, the candles glowing flames flickering in her eye. "I've always wanted you. From the first time I saw you..." 

That was all the validation he needed. Reaching his hand behind her head, he brought her mouth up to his and drove his tongue as far into her mouth as he could. He desperately wanted to assert his dominance over her, to end her tough girl act once and for all. He wanted to knock her off her feet from the start. Nathan wanted to take her, and her wife, as his own. 

Samara twisted her tongue around his, sucking him hard, tasting his spit in her mouth with a longing she had never experienced before. Why have I waited so long for this? She kept repeating in her mind. Nathan kept his eyes closed the whole time, listening to the soft moans and feeling the intensity of their first kiss. After what seemed like forever, the two finally broke the kiss with a loud and wet pop.

"That was amazing," Catherine whispered. She was sitting back, watching the couple while clutching her champagne glass in both hands. "You two are amazing..."

Nathan looked into Samara's eyes, cupping her ass gently as she sat on his lap. He noticed his cock was running up the full length of her thigh, rubbing against her firm body and soft skin. She wriggled slowly, experimenting with the feeling of a real mans cock against her body as she had never felt before.

"It's huge, isn't it?" Catherine grinned as if reading her partners mind. "Don't worry, it freaked me out the first time too."




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 03



Samara looked over at her, a sly grin extending from her lips. "My first real man, and I'm starting with the best specimen." She laughed, before leaning in to kiss him again.

"It's different, isn't it?" Catherine observed.

Samara broke away from Nathans mouth again, rubbing her face against his before replying. 

"What is?"

"Kissing a man..."

Samara nodded her head, "it's different, but in a good way." 

She thought about all the kisses she had shared with Cath and other women. They were definitely more intimate, sensual. Yet Nathan had a raw power in his tongue, a dominant strength that made her want to yield to him. He gently kissed her forehead, in a display of almost fatherly tenderness which she had never experienced before.

"So what do you say, Nathan..." Cath broke the silence, "are you up to the challenge of being a full time Steele performer?"

Samara looked up at him, an almost pleading look in her eye. Catherine smiled devilishly, admiring the ease by which her strong and dominant wife had melted to butter in his arms.

"Do you even have to ask?"

Samara began giggling like a schoolgirl as she latched herself onto his mouth yet again. "You're not going to regret this..."

He grinned, and replied, "and I won't let you down..."

Samara dislodged herself from his arms, wading through the soapy water back to Catherine before whispering seductively into her ear.

"Let's blow his mind."

*** 

Catherine strode through the living room in a soft satin bathrobe, her feet pattering against the hard floor as she peered through the giant windows. The sky was almost completely black, the glittering lights of the super yachts gracing the St Barts harbour providing a subtle, faint glow. 

She had left Nathan and her wife alone in the Jacuzzi as she prepared herself for the evenings climax. 

Alone in the master suite, she took the time to set the lighting just right. Franco, sight unseen had already prepared the slow, ebbing, pulsing music she had carefully selected for the occasion and the bed was littered with fresh rose petals. The glistening white silk sheets glowed in the ceilng mirror the lesbians had specially installed for the occasion. The thought of being able to see Nathans huge body pumping his cock into her from the mirror sent a shiver down her spine. 

Catherine adjusted her makeup and drizzled a thin layer of coconut oil over her body, tousling her hair in the en-suite mirror before heading back into the bedroom.

This is it, she thought, I can't believe this is happening... 

She looked towards the bedroom entrance. In just a moment, the king of porn is going to come through those doors. He's going to come through those doors with just one thing on his mind...

She shivered, her pussy pulsing with desire, glistening in the light with her own juices just thinking about it. 

To impregnate me...

Catherine lay down in the bed, just as Samara had instructed. Before she had time to relax, the doors slowly opened, and Nathan strode in confidently, carrying Samara in his arms. They were both completely naked, Nathans giant cock swaying beneath her as she smiled seductively. 

Samara took one look at Catherine, before turning back to Nathan and whispering, 

"Lets send your sperm on an egg hunt..."

***

"HOLY FUUUUCK NATHAN!!" Catherine cried out, the bed shaking fiercely as Nathan plunged his cock deeper into her. 

"I want YYou" she stuttered, her voice and mannerisms becoming delirious with pleasure. 

"I Nneed your Ccock. Fffucking cum inside me..."

"Good girl Catherine," Samara whispered into her ear, a hint of motherly tenderness in her voice. "You're a good girl. You're doing great. Take him all..." 

The two lesbians held each others hands, their sweat beads pooled on their tight young bodies and soon began flowing like rivers as they kissed. All the while, Nathan ground his hips hard against Catherines tight pelvis, his cock now at maximum depth. 

"AaAAAAhHH!! God yes NATHAN!"

"Fuck...I want to see it." Samara looked up at Nathan. "Show me what you're using to pleasure to my wife..."

Nathan smiled back at her, his hair a mess and face covered in sweat from hours of animalistic fucking. With one long motion, he withdrew the entire shaft of his spectacular cock from Catherines channel, resting the monstrously large head against her delicate little pussy. Catherines juices were dripping off Nathans cock in little streams, flowing and pooling around her petite belly button. Samara was quick to slurp every last drop of sweet girlcum, before passing it back to Nathan in a searing hot kiss.

Nathan looked down eagerly at his prey. "How does it feel to be fucked by a MAN?" he asked Catherine, rubbing his swollen cock head from side to side across her belly. 

"OH GOD IT'S THE BEST, NATHAN!!" she cried out, clutching fiercely at the bedsheets. "I WANT IT BACK INSIDE ME," she cried desperately, "I NEED YOUR HUGE COCK BACK INSIDE ME...please..."

Nathan looked Samara dead in the eye, as her wife and lover shook frantically beneath him, his gigantic cock reaching up to her chest. She knew the look, and what it entailed. Nathan was asserting his dominance. In all the years she had been making love to Catherine, Samara had never seen her wife worked up into such a frenzy over sex. Yet there she was, craving the horse cock and screaming like a banshee for Nathans cum.

"You really are the best," Samara said softly. "I could believe it before, but now that I've seen you in person..."

"Ccock..."

"BBback..."

"Innside..."

Nathan and Samara let out a collective laugh, amused at the screaming blonde as she continued to babble deliriously. Before she could let out another moan, Nathan leaned into her hard, forcing his cock back into her abused pussy.

"Nathan you're killing her!" Samara moaned, her eyes wide in shock as she watched all 11 inches disappear inside her wife with one motion, his balls slapping violently against her ass. 

"Killing me with PLEASURE!!" Catherine replied, before grabbing Samara's head and kissing her ferociously. From Catherine's position lying face up on the mattress, she had a complete view of Nathans huge, powerful body in the overhead mirror as he lunged deeper and deeper into her. The sight alone was enough to put her on the edge of yet another orgasm. 

Samara lay on her back fingering herself frantically, alternating between kissing Catherine and watching Nathans powerful muscles clenching as he relentlessly pounded her wife.

It was just after 3am, and the threesome had been fucking well into the early hours of the morning. Samara had lost count of her own orgasms, and those of her wife. She had never known Catherine to be multi-orgasmic, but in the presence of Nathan she was virtually unstoppable. Meanwhile, Mr Stud himself was saving up his prized load for just the right time, having not come in over three hours. 

"I can feel him right up inside me." Catherine moaned.

"Oh yeah?" Samara grinned.

"Right up in my womb," came the reply. "His head is in there... pulsing."

Nathan smiled down at her. He decided to lay off the onslaught for the moment and held himself at maximum penetration. Catherines pussy was contracting, sucking him in with every pulse. Her soft, delicate ribs and bumps massaged the full length of his rock hard cock, positively YEARNING for his seed. 

She had been that way all night. Her pussy had clamped down at the base of his cock after every thrust, holding him in tight. 

Her pussy seemed to be doing everything it could to milk the sperm out of him, and directly into her womb. And after three hours of non-stop fucking, it was time to give it what it wanted.

"I'm ready," he declared confidently.

"Beg for it," Samara purred into Catherines ear. "I want to hear you beg for his cum."

"PpPleeeease..."

"Please what?" Samara replied, her dominant tone reemerging. 

"Please Nathan, CUM IN ME."

"What do you want?" Samara continued.

"I want your baby." Catherine moaned, looking up at him with her legs wrapped around his powerful shoulders. "I want your sperm inside me. I want you to shoot your load deep inside me."

Nathans giant balls began to contract upward, pulling tight into his body to prepare the load. He was so close, his cock felt ready to burst as he sawed in and out of her. Catherines nails were digging into his arms, her legs gripping his body tight and pussy sucking him deep like a vacuum cleaner. 

"That's it Nathan," Samara whispered gently to him, "give her what she wants."

With the words of both women racing through his skull, he forced his cock as deep inside Catherines womb as he could manage. Every muscle in his body tensed, as the pressure of an enormous cumload three hours in the making was finally ready to be freed. He looked into Catherines baby blue eyes one final time before letting the dam burst.

"AAAAAHHHH CATHERINE!!" he cried, as he felt rope after rope of white cum firing deep inside her womb. 

She clutched desperately at his body, as her own body went through yet another cascade of violent orgasms. 

"DO IT NATHAN!" she cried, "IMPREGNATE ME!"

Nathans sperm raced through Catherines cervix, heading straight for her fertile womb. The powerful swimmers belted their tails back and forth; the contractions of Catherines orgasm sucking them deeper and deeper inside her channel. 

"Aaaah!" Catherine screamed, gripping her own ankles behind Nathans back, her strong pussy clasping tightly around his firmly embedded cock, creating a seal from which Nathans monstrous load could not escape. 

She pulled Samara in for a desperate kiss, the two women panting into each-others mouths as the rhythmic ecstasy of their collective orgasms beat in harmony. 

Nathan kissed both girls together, their three tongues mingling with animal passion. Nathan could taste their saliva mixing with the juice of each others pussies, as he moved from one mouth to the next, his tongue reaching deeper and deeper with every kiss. 

Catherines pussy pulled and pulled at the cum within it, sucking it deeper inside her, filling every last inch of room with Nathans fertile semen. 

Nathans 900 million sperm gunned furiously towards Catherines egg, a billion years of evolution in motion and the finest genes making them swim faster and longer than any other. 

Nathan screwed his hips, embedding the final drops of his fertile cum deep within her, his pubic bone pressing down on her clit, massaging her into yet another orgasm. 

"Yes, good girl Catherine," Samara panted between deep kisses, "the more you cum, the more chances you'll get pregnant." 

Nathan interrupted her, grabbing her face and raking her tonsils with his tongue. 

"Hhhhm do it Nathan," Samara moaned, her eyes gazing lovingly into his. "Give us a baby." 

Catherine's womb contracted again, sucking the full load of fertile sperm inside it, the egg right on the horizon. 

"Oh God," Samara moaned, locking her stare on Nathans face. "I hope he gets his daddy's eyes," she smiled, cradling Nathans head and lovingly stroking his face. 

Catherines pussy was climaxing hard, Nathans 11 inches of cock punching her cervix and throbbing in her deepest G-spot. She rubbed her stomach, feeling the shaft of his cock inside her, right up in her womb. She gazed up into Nathans eyes, and smiled.

Samara chuckled, brushing Catherines hair out of her eyes. She leaned in, kissing her lover before the three came together for another threeway kiss. Catherine's orgasm continued to ravage her little body with seemingly no end. 

"Holy shit," Nathan gasped, astonished by Catherine's stamina. The threesome rode out the orgasm with another threeway kiss, the pride of making a baby in a threesome evident on all their faces. Their sweat blended with one another. Their spit blended with one another. Their sexual fluids were bonded, the three becoming one. 

Nathans sperm swam across the horizon, Catherine's egg becoming visible for the first time. The front runner swam victoriously towards it, burying itself deep in the outer shell. Its tail beat furiously, desperate to crack the surface and pass on its perfect male genes. It was a perfect example of evolution in motion, survival of the fittest and best genes. The genes that made women wild with lust, and ensured a long history of Stokes generations. Catherine's pussy convulsed with the final moment of orgasm, as the victorious sperm burrowed deep into the egg, and fertilisation began. 

Nathan kissed his lovers for a final time, the three euphoric after a night of perfect sex, as he withdrew his enormous manhood and fell back onto the bed, completely spent. 

***

"Last night was incredible." Catherine smiled, cradling a cup of coffee in her small hands. "I never knew sexual pleasure like that was even possible."

"...And its all thanks to this stud," Samara grinned, cupping Nathans face in her hands and kissing him hard. "You know, there's plenty more action ahead. We've BOTH got you for the next few days, and if you think you're getting any rest, well..."

Catherine chimed in "guess again..."

The sun was streaming into the bedroom, and through the windows Nathan could see the bustling port of St Barts, as cruise ships and yachts cruised to and fro, the day well under way and the sun high in the sky.

"What time is it?" he asked groggily. 

Catherine and Samara smiled at each other, "it's 1:30pm silly. You must have been tired. I guess we wore you out last night..."

Nathan laughed, before grabbing both girls by the waist and planting them firmly on their backs on the bed. "You'll never wear me out." He continued, "It's just the jetlag. But, I know someone who never got a turn last night..."

Nathan turned to Samara, leaning in for a kiss before she objected. 

"Oh no you don't."

"What?" Nathan replied.

"You need to wait for that..."

Nathan sat back on the bed. He was still naked from the night before, his huge cock semi erect with the thought of finally taking Samaras male virginity. 

"You're going to leave me hanging?" he smiled, gesturing to his cock. "Don't you want to experience the same cock that brought your wife to screaming orgasms last night?"

"Oh, don't worry," Samara grinned, "I have plenty in store for that cock..."

Catherine rolled over to Samara, stroking her face and whispered in her ear. "Just tell him already, baby."

"Tell me what?" Nathan asked, his curiosity piqued. 

"Samara is planning something," Catherine continued. "Something big."

"Oh?" he replied, "do tell..."

Samara let out a sigh, before sitting upright on the bed and replying. "I wanted it to be a surprise but," she paused, "I guess I'll tell you anyway. I'm planning a party for the occasion."

"A party?" Nathan enquired.

"Yeah, you heard right," Samara grinned mischievously. "I figured... if I'm going to lose my male virginity, I'm going to do it in front of an audience..."

Nathan felt a tingle of excitement running up his spine. "Holy shit Samara, are you serious?"

"Deadly," she replied. "Franco has already set about inviting some of my closest friends... and some of yours..."

Catherine bounced up and down on the bed excitedly, her face flush with joy. "I'm finally going to meet Trish and Viv and Jenny!!"

Nathan gulped, "They're going to be here?!"

"Hell yeah," Samara smiled, "heck, maybe I can sign them to my agency too. After they watch me getting my pussy destroyed by the king, of course!"

Nathans heart was racing. Was she serious? 

"Who else is going to be here?"

Samara giggled, and replied, "that's for you to find out. It will be a surprise."

Suddenly, the intercom in the bedroom buzzed and the fuzzy sound of Francos voice emanated from the speaker. "Brandi Betts is a definite, but not Shiva. We are still trying to get hold of Lauren. A couple of other girls are tagging along too. Newcomers."

"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT" Nathan interjected, hustling up to the intercom before replying, "Franco, just how many people are coming to this thing?!"

"Um," he paused, tallying up the numbers on his spreadsheet. "Twenty two so far."

"Holy crap," Nathan exclaimed, no sure about whether to be excited or nervous. "Twenty two people?!"

"Women," Franco continued, "Twenty two women..."

Nathan frowned, "and how many men?"

Franco chuckled, "why... just one of course."

"That's if you don't count Franco," Catherine giggled, "someone has to organize the party..."

"Twenty two women and one Nathan..." Franco giggled, his strong Spanish accent sounding even more pronounced through the intercom. "What's the worst that could happen?"

Nathan rolled his eyes, "Damn it Franco."



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"I bet", Nathan replied, a devilish smile appearing on his face.

"It's gonna look great in the final cut."

Nathan peered out into the ocean, and pondered.

"Maybe using John Stanner wasn't such a bad idea after all..."

"Talking to yourself again?" Samantha teased, giggling. "But still, I wish a guy could make ME cum like that..."

"Maybe that can be arranged..."

Samantha smiled, following Nathans gaze out to the glowing orange sunset.

"I'm going out with a few of the girls tonight, maybe you'd like to join us?"

"Sure," Nathan replied, "is Asira coming too?"

They both looked over at Asira, passed out on the beach towel, her hand resting on her swollen pussy.

"That's probably a no," Samantha grinned.

*****

It wasn't Nathans first time in the Bahamas, and it wouldn't be his last. The beautiful nation had become synonymous with sex, and boasted a wonderful variety of women. The islands were renowned for their beauty, their perfect weather, and a virtually infinite amount of pussy. It was also paradise for the rich, with million dollar homes gracing the shores, Ferrari's cutting through the streets and beautiful golddigger wives strutting through Nassau, looking to pick up the latest fashions on their husbands credit cards.

Nathan had first travelled to the Bahamas at twenty years old, as a rising young pornstar. Since then, he had filmed over 30 scenes in the beautiful island nation, racking up over a hundred notches in his proverbial bedpost.

After they finished the scene, Nathan had comforted Asira with a gentle makeout session on the beach, before returning to his luxury beachfront chalet.

It was night time in Nassau, and his chalet was spectacular - with plush ornamental couches adorning the living room, a giant 3d TV and the usual luxury gold trimmings reserved for only the most expensive suites. Not to mention a bed that could accommodate five people.

Nathan showered and shaved in preparation for meeting the girls at the local Velcro Nightclub. Nasau was a notorious party city, with the stunning Atlantis Resort at the heart of it, and surrounding clubs and bars creating an atmosphere of fun and sexuality. Not being a stranger to the nightlife in Nassau, Nathan hoped it would live up to its usual reputation. It was well known that a night out in Nassau could loosen the pants of even the most conservative girl. And these girls were no conservatives. Not by a long shot...

Nathan put on his finest silk shirt and Armani jeans, struggling to button up the fly. Unfortunately for Nathan, they don't make jeans for men of his endowment.

A loud knocking interrupted his efforts, and he quickly fixed his pants in frustration.

Someone was at the door. He opened it to find a hotel employee clutching a tray of fine chocolates and a bottle of Christal Champagne. After signing for it, Nathan put the gifts down on the table and opened the small card wrapped around the champagne neck.

"From John,

Congratulations on another fine shoot. Sorry for the interruptions, but it came out incredible.

See you tomorrow big guy."

Nathan smiled and folded it away.

He took a handful of chocolate and opened the giant glass sliding doors, walked out to the verandah overlooking the sea, and cracked open a cool beer.

All in all, it had been a pretty good shoot. He'd fucked three girls today, and he'd fuck three more tomorrow. But you'd barely guess it from looking at him. Nathan took it all in his stride... it was, after all, just another day at the office for him.

Fucking was what Nathan was built to do. He'd known from an early age that his endowment was far above average. He'd known he had stamina that blew all other men right out the water. He'd known he could bring a woman to screaming extasy over and over, and bring out the sex vixen in even the most conservative girl...

His first babysitter, Christine, was one such girl.

She first noticed Nathans endowment during a game of Twister, when her hand accidentally brushed past his jeans during "right hand green." Her curiosity piqued, she spied on him in the shower later on for confirmation. Needless to say, Nathan lost his virginity to Christine that night.

They had continued their weekly fucking, until an accident with a condom left Christine pregnant, and very much in trouble. It was then that Nathan knew he had a gift, and was very happy to use it.

He met with a talent scout upon the advice of a girlfriend, and put his sporting and academic careers on hold when he turned 18 to pursue a career in porn full time. He had never looked back...

Yes, it was wonderful being the most famous pornstar in the world. Nathan took a seat in the lounger out on the deck, the warm Caribbean breeze washing over him, his mind slowly drifting off.

A vibration rocked him back to life; he realized it was his cellphone. He reached down to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mr Stud," came a sultry feminine voice on the other end, "Matt told me about your little issues today, I hope everything went OK, big guy."

It was Matts wife, Lauren.

"Hey Lauren. Yeah, it was a little rocky at first, it was hard to get a good pace going with John Stanner's interruptions..."

Lauren sighed, "My husband is supposed to be your manager, but honestly, he couldn't manage piss into a bucket. I hope it ended well."

Nathans mind wandered back to the Pinacolada glass... "In fact... it finished brilliantly." He smirked. "But, it's always tough working with a new director, y'know?"

"Mmmmm," Lauren replied in agreement, "so she swallowed it all huh? Greedy girl..."

"Well, she's a health freak... and she said she needed the protein," Nathan smiled slyly.

"I can't wait for you to get back, I need a little of that protein myself," Laurens breathing was getting heavier. "How long has it been since we got together?"

"Too long."

"All I have to satisfy me is Matt's little dick," she sighed in disappointment. "I've been craving the big one, big daddy." Nathan could hear her touching herself over the phone. Matt was a great husband, but Lauren was a strong woman who knew what she wanted. And when it came to the bedroom, Nathan always took precedent.

"So, how are the kids?" Nathan asked.

"Well, YOUR kids are doing great," she retorted. "Looks like they're taking after their daddy already. My husband, on the other hand..." her voice trailed off, turning frustrated, "he's been giving me shit about everything all week. It's like he's ultra-stressed all the damn time. "

Nathan nodded, "Well he's got a lot on his plate you know, since he's started managing Asira too. She's a real handful..."

"She's a hot little handful" Matts wife replied in a seductive tone, "I can't wait to get into her pants too..."

"Ha!" Nathan laughed, "you may just get your wish," he thought back to Asira's obvious bisexual tendencies, "and if she sucks pussy half as well as she sucks dick, you're in for a treat..."

"Oh FUCK!" Lauren yelled. Nathan could hear banging and clattering on the other end of the phone.

"You alright?" he asked.

Lauren picked up the phone again, "yeah Matts here, clumsy fucker. What?! No I'm on the phone... It's Nathan.... No you can't!... oh alright..."

"What is it Lauren?"

"He wants to speak with you about tomorrow."

"Again? Why?"

"He won't say."

"OK fine, put him on," Nathan was hardly in the mood to talk about work. He switched the phone angrily to his other ear, and took a large gulp of his beer.

"Hey, its Matt."

"Hey Matt, what's up..."

"Just minding the kids. Or YOUR kids, as Lauren keeps insisting on pointing out. Whenever we have a fight, she holds that over me. I knew letting Lauren have your kids would come back to bite me on the ass."

Nathan laughed, "c'mon, get to the point."

"Well, I just wanted to discuss tomorrows shoot with you, maybe throw around some ideas I've been thinking about. I've already had a word with the girls and we've come up with some good stuff over the phone."

Nathan furrowed his brow in curiosity, "well, fire away Matt. That's what I pay you for."

"OK, how about this..." Matt paused for effect. "I know we were gonna go with a creampie, or maybe an anal creampie to finish. But Jade, Macy and Shiva have never done a cumswap before, and they're looking to maybe swap your cum back and forth in their mouths for a while to finish the scene. How do you feel about that?"

Nathans jaw nearly hit the ground. The thought of three of England's hottest babes devouring his cum...and each other... was enough to pitch a considerable sized tent in his pants. Needless to say, it didn't take much convincing.

"Hell yes..." Nathan almost yelled.

"Haha, knew you would like it," Matt replied, "So far, we're gonna start the scene with Jade and Macy making love to each other. Shiva - playing a hotel maid - comes in, and they both seduce her. It's like a Carribean fantasy, y'know? The idea is, they're British backpackers in a relationship with each other, and they basically seduce local chicks into fucking them..."

Nathan put his beer down slowly, and sat upright in the chair, "go on..."

"They start to watch lesbian porno in the hotel room, and get hot and heavy with each other. Shiva's a little timid at first, but she gets way into it. They move the action out to the pool. There, Shiva says they need a dildo to play with. Jade says she knows someone who can help."

"Very nice," a broad smile slowly took over Nathans face.

"OK so they all decide they need a cock, so they call in your services..."

"I'm down with that,"

"I'm sure you are... OK so we already have the positions sorted, your standard foursome scenario, you fucking Jade from behind while she eats out one of the other chicks, they make out while you're fucking them etcetera."

"Yeah yeah," Nathan had been through this before...

"But to finish," Matt paused, "you're gonna cum in Shivas mouth. She passes it to Jade, who passes it to Macy and so on. They're gonna get a huge snowball going, and finally..."

Matt paused again.

"What dude, spit it out!" Nathan practically yelled into the phone.

"Ha, funny you should say that... Macy's gonna spit it inside a coconut, and Shivas gonna drink down the lot..."

Nathans mouth was open in shock, "and they agreed to this?!" he asked in surprize.

"Agreed?!" Matt responded, "I couldn't convince them NOT to. It was THEIR idea."

"Fuckin' A" Nathan exclaimed.

"I know man, I know. Sucks to be you, huh..."

Nathan took another sip of the beer, "Matt?"

"Yeah Nath?"

"You're the best manager ever..."

*****

It was 10pm, and after a few beers Nathan had passed out on a large sofa adorning the living room of his chalet. A sudden knock on the door interrupted his sleep.

Nathan begrudgingly paced towards the door, yanking it open.

"What?! What is it this time?!"

Samantha, and two other female crew members, were waiting on the other side.

"Oh sorry," Samantha smiled at Nathan, "Maybe we'll leave you alone, grumpy..." she teased.

Nathan rubbed his eyes and smiled, "of course not, you just woke me up. Gotta get my sleep before tomorrow... its gonna be a big day, y'know?"

It suddenly dawned on him that he had agreed to party tonight. The Velcro Club, and the nights plans, had been forgotten after the chat with Matt.

"Oh shit, I forgot about the club..." he moaned, "I just spent half an hour discussing tomorrows scene with my manager. My mind must have gone blank. Sorry girls."

"That's alright," Samantha said, "I'm sure your mind is practically swimming with thoughts of pussy at the moment... but... do ya still wanna come out and play with us?" she swooned, biting on her finger and swaying adorably, "we'll get lonely without you..." her eyes scanned his body, "...big guy."

Nathan took a moment to ponder, but one look at Samantha and her beautiful entourage was enough to change his mind.

"Fuck yes," he stammered, "after all, I'm still dressed for the occasion..." Nathan pointed at his creased silk shirt. "But I might need to change this, what do you think?"

Samantha smiled, "you might not need that shirt, if I have my way," she giggled, "lets go."

*****

Samantha, and the management team, had booked a limo for their ride over to the Velcro Club. It was warm outside, with a slight humidity hanging in the air, just enough to bring a gentle mist. The town was humming with traffic, and a few crowds had come out to make the most of the summer heat.

After leaving the hotel, Nathan sat in the backseat of the limosine, his large arms wrapped around Samantha and the two fellow crew members cuddled up to him.

"Why don't you two introduce yourselves," Nathan smiled, "you already know who I am. Sorry I didn't get your names sooner... you KNOW how busy we've been."

They giggled, "I'm Tracy, your assistant on set. This is Fiona, she's a cameragirl." Tracy pointed to her gorgeous blonde co-worker.

"Ah yes," Nathan recalled, "hey...weren't you two getting frisky with each other at the crew table today?"

They both giggled shyly, "we got a little carried away."

"Sometimes we get a little horny with all the action going around us..."

"I don't blame you..." Nathan responded, his eyes scanning up and down the gorgeous Asian Tracey.

They both had looks to kill, bolstered by their choice of tantalisingly sexy outfits, with Tracey dressed in a barely there, translucent red dress and 6 inch high heels. She was wearing her best misty eyes makeup, and a gold necklace which practically disappeared down her enormous E-cup tits. Everything about her appearance was screaming 'FUCK ME'.

Fiona, on the other hand, was wearing a white silk dress, clinging tightly to her perfect pear shaped fuckable ass. She was obviously no fan of bras, as her nipples were poking through the thin fabric of her outfit. She was holding Tracey's hand, running her fingers over it, feeling the softness of her skin.

"There's no need to apologize," Nathan smiled, taking Fiona's hand into his and looking into her eyes. "We all get a bit worked up sometimes... in the heat of the moment."

Their conversation was interrupted by a crack of lightning. They all looked out the window of the limo, into the street lights of Nassau and the sky above.

"Damn, I hope that tropical cyclone avoids us" Samantha looked despondent. "I'm really looking forward to the shoot tomorrow."

"Me too", Tracey smiled, her hand leaving Nathans and roaming down to his crotch.

She toyed with the fly of his jeans for a while, before she brought her hand back to her chest and smiled. "I wanna have a bet..." she looked to Nathan and the other two girls.

They looked at each other in puzzlement.

"What's the bet?"

Tracey giggled, and replied, "I bet you can't get three girls hands on it at once."

They all laughed. Fiona smacked Tracey in the arm, "you know you're gonna lose that bet. We've seen him close up, it's big enough for FOUR girls."

"I don't know..." Tracey replied.

Samantha reached for the champagne cooler, drawing out a bottle of Moet champagne and pouring four glasses to the brim. She licked the dribbling champagne from the bottle, bottom to top, circling her nimble tongue over the opening.

"I might need some convincing." She grabbed a glass and took a sip, leaning in to give Nathan a gentle kiss on the cheek.

*****

The foursome entered the club just after 11pm. Nathan usually didn't care for clubs, but Velcro was different. It always drew out a better class of people -- they purposely omitted the usual riff raff crowd and, with females outnumbering males by a ratio of 4:1, it gave the club a more relaxed, sexual vibe. Nathan liked those numbers, and the ambience of the place too. The lighting was low, with a soft pulsating Massive Attack track playing in the background, and sensual dancers dressed in translucent gold outfits on stage. Local girls, Nathan figured, as the shimmering Nubian natives swayed and moved to the rhythm of the beat.

The club manager showed them to their seats, a private booth with a perfect view of the stage. "Love your work, I'm a big fan," the manager smiled, shaking Nathans hand. "Anything you guys want, it's on the house." Nathan thanked him, and stood back as the girls sank themselves into the red velvet seats, before taking his seat next to Samantha.

"I visit this place every time I'm in town," Samantha said with a slight slur, the evenings champagne pleasures taking their toll. Nathan cradled her, and looked intently into her eyes. He held a kiss against her cheek.

Fiona and Tracey decided to go to the bar, already ordering their favourite drinks -- cosmopolitans, before returning to the table.

"How about you, big guy?" Tracey smiled, holding up a Cosmo. "Or are you laying off for tonight... you never know, we might need your services later..."

"I need to be in my peak condition tomorrow", he stretched out, taking in the view of all the females in the area. "Besides, I already had a few drinks earlier. And I'm not a horny drunk."

Nathan met eyes with a stunning young blonde perched at the bar, surrounded by two other men. She was making hesitant conversation with them, but was ever so subtly eyeing up Nathan from afar. Uncomfortable with the men vying for her attention, she looked down and quickly finished her martini, poking at the olive with a toothpick... before finally jabbing it and sucking it slowly off the stick.

She looked familiar, yet Nathan couldn't figure how. He was sure they'd fucked before, but he never really knew. In his years of being the worlds most successful porn star, Nathan had slept with thousands upon thousands of the worlds most beautiful women. She could easily have been one of them.

Nathan almost hated himself for not remembering these things. Any one of these women, just one, would be the average man's dream lay, the sort of sex you recite in your mind over and over for the rest of your life. For Nathan, sex with these sorts of women was so ordinary, that he could barely remember who he fucked last week...

The mysterious blonde twilled her hair in her hand, gazing at her reflection in the mirror of the bar, before removing a tube of bright red lipstick from her Louis Vuitton bag.

Her appearance emanated pure luxury, from her expensive heels, to her masterfully tailored white Donna Karan suit. She was obviously wealthy, as many of the visitors to this island were. Probably some rich CEO's wife, a golddigger, Nathan guessed. She looked to be in her thirties. Leaning in, she caught Nathans gaze, and shone him a seductive smile.

The girls had decided to join everyone else on the dancefloor, which left Nathan temporarily alone. He winked at the blonde, before watching from the comfort of the chair, as the girls swung their hips to the music, occasionally glancing over to blow him a kiss.

"You lonely?" came a soft, demure voice.

Nathan looked around slowly, and noticed the blonde's mouth was just inches from him. She was smiling and staring with big, beautiful bedroom eyes.

"I'm almost never alone," he replied, "actually, I'm quite enjoying myself," he pointed to his girls, now dancing ever closer to one another on the dance floor, rejecting the advances of the few men lucky enough to get close to them.

Nathan gestured for the blonde to sit. She sat close, her smooth legs sliding over the silky satin. "I'm a big fan, Mr Stokes" she smiled, "I watch your movies all the time with my wife." Her hands began to roam down Nathans arm.

"Well, its always nice to hear my work is helping your relationship with your hus... wait, what?" He looked at her with puzzlement, his mind racing.

A golddigging... lesbian? No wait, she watches porn... with me in it... how?

She giggled, "I know it sounds weird. My wife says she's a lesbian, but with one exception..."




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"And that would be me?" Nathan asked, curious.

The blonde nodded, moving in closer, "you're my exception too."

Nathan sat back, astonished. In his years of making porn, he had never heard of a lesbian who liked his work. There was no denying, it was certainly different... but extremely hot at the same time.

"So, can I trouble you for an autograph?"

"Sure," Nathan smiled, "you got a pen and paper?"

"Oh, umm, I was thinking of getting the autograph somewhere... more intimate."

"Sure." Nathans eyes and hands followed the curves of her body, attempting to locate the perfect spot to sign.

The blonde gestured for Nathan to stop. "Not here!" she gasped in exasperation, "you never know who's watching!"

Nathan sat back, and continued to eye up the blonde anyway. "You definitely look familiar, have we met before?" Nathan asked.

"We haven't met, but I'm sure you've seen me. Let me give you a hint, my wife owns a yacht -- the Spirit Winds, I've got it for a few days while I'm here on vacation..."

It all suddenly came together. She had been the one spying on the shoot earlier in the day. Nathan recalled her standing on the balcony of the yacht, her binoculars draped around her neck, while he stood naked under the palm tree.

"Of course!" Nathan realised. "That was you, spying on the action today."

She smiled, and followed Nathans eyes to the dancefloor, where the action was heating up. A number of couples were dancing together, the lights turned low and a slow, pulsating red strobe light was amping up the sexual ambience. Fiona and Tracey, having rejected the advances of other men, had decided to make the most of the situation by dancing together. Cheek to cheek, the occasional kiss had turned to a pash, which then turned to a full on makeout session in the middle of the dancefloor.

"Wow," the blonde gasped, "Fiona and Tracey aren't shy, huh?"

Nathan looked at her with puzzlement. How did she know the names of the crew?

The girls decided to move the action away from the dancefloor. Much to the disappointment of their fellow clubgoers, they had moved to their own private booth to resume the session.

The blonde let out a moan of disappointment.

"So, I take it you like to watch?" Nathan asked curiously.

"Yeah," she replied.

"Do you like to watch people fucking without their knowledge?"

She giggled, then replied, "Only the one time, I promise I don't make it a habit. I heard you were in town, so I had an assistant find out your schedule... and I just couldn't help myself."

"You could have told me, I would have been happy to accommodate you on set..."

She blushed, "No way! I'm too shy for that. Besides, there's a certain thrill that comes with spying on someone without their knowledge..."

Her hands were stroking Nathans rock hard abs through the shirt, tracing the valleys between each muscle. "You did a great job, by the way," she teased. "I don't think I've ever seen a girl swallow so much cum before. And tomorrow..."

She paused, a look of thoughtful bemusement coming over her, "tomorrow, you've got your work cut out for you..." She smiled, stroking Nathans hair.

He sat upright, "how do you know my schedule? How are you getting this information?"

"Just a friend," she replied, "nothing for you to worry about."

With that, she stood up and seductively began making her way to the exit.

"What's your name? Will you be there tomorrow?"

"We'll just keep my name a secret for now," she gazed over her shoulder, "keep your eyes on the ocean and you'll find out."

*****

Nathan awoke the next morning, struggling to fight off fatigue.

His bed was a complete mess, the satin sheets barely covering four nude bodies sprawled over it. Nathan, Samantha, Fiona and Tracey were all happily naked, the sheets saturated with the products of a perfect night. Sweat, clothes, and empty Champaign bottles were everywhere. Pillows from the various couches were strewn haphazardly over the bedroom floor. There was no doubting it, Nathan would have a hard time explaining this to the cleaning crew...

After their rendezvous at the club, the foursome had returned to Nathans place at around 1am. Never one to call it an evening, Nathans seduction of the three women began the second they got back in the limo. The limo driver had a firsthand view as the foursome began to get hot and heavy in the backseat, the girls playing with Nathans cock, and each other, before they arrived at the hotel to continue fucking into the early hours of the morning...

Nathan rolled over, and let out a long groan. His head was cloudy and his mind blank. He barely knew where he was. Reaching out to the side table, he managed to grab his Rolex watch, and squinted as he read the dial.

11am.

"Shit," he let out, and sank back into the bed in disappointment. Tracey rolled over and lay her head on his chest. "What is it Nath?"

"We're gonna be late to the shoot. Actually, we should be there already."

"I'll call and let them know what's going on." Tracey slid out of bed and made her way over to the phone.

"What happened last night?" he called after her.

Nathan could barely remember, as he looked out into the ocean from his bedroom. He tried to relax and let his mind wander back. He noticed his cock was coated with saliva, and seemed to have traces of different shades of lipstick. That would be his first clue.

He analysed the lipstick rings on his cock:

Red... Tracey.

Black... Fiona.

Pink... Samantha.

All had competed to see who could ram the most cock down their throats. Samantha was the clear winner by a long shot, her pink lipstick reaching just four inches from the base of his cock.

Samantha moaned and flipped over, still fast asleep. Nathan gave her a nudge, but she wasn't waking any time soon, so he pulled her in and kissed her while spooning her from behind.

"Hey John this is Tracey. Yeah we're all here at Nathan's. Had a big night"

There was a pause.

"We all fucked him, yeah Samantha too. He fucked us in the bed, in the shower, on the couch. It was fucking awesome. Samantha even took it up the ass. Cool huh?"

Something clicked in Nathans mind. Of course! That was what they had competed for. After all, taking the biggest cock in the world up your ass certainly counted as bragging rights.

"OK John, we'll be there soon. Is half an hour OK?"

Listening to Tracey's conversation, Nathan had managed to begin piecing the nights activities together.

They had arrived at 1am, the hotel receptionist giving them quite a puzzled look as the three girls, in various states of undress, clung to him as they fumbled towards the chalet.

They had indulged in John's fine champagne and caviar, before making their way to the shower, where Tracey and Samantha decided to pair up. And boy, did they pair up. Once they got started on one another, Nathan could barely separate the Sapphic couple from one another's mouths.

Turned out, all three girls were as bisexual as could be, and Nathan couldn't be happier. Watching Tracey moving slowly down Samantha's curvy, wet body made aroused him in ways that nothing else could. And when Tracey started eating out her lover while stimulating her ass with the showerhead, it didn't take long for all 11 inches of Nathans cock to become engorged. He stood there, proudly sporting the world's biggest boner, in a shower full of bisexual nymphomaniacs.

Life was good.

Fiona managed to pull her friends off one another, reminding them of the bet they had made in the limo. The three girls sank to their knees before Nathan, smiling up at him. Fiona gushed in pleasure as she measured his enormous cock against the length of her slim arm, before all three girls took turns wrapping their left hands around it. Fiona started at the base, her little finger resting on Nathans neatly trimmed pubic hair, and each finger wrapping slowly around the thick shaft. Samantha was next, her tiny fingers struggling to fit around his enormous girth. Tracey added the final hand.

All three girls let out a collective gasp, as they realised there was still room to spare. Nathans fat cockhead still poked proudly from the collective grip of the three girls. For the rest of the night, the foursome engaged in a four hour long fuck session.

They moved from the couch, to the window, to the Jacuzzi, and eventually fucked right outside on the balcony. Samantha and Fiona made out on a deckchair, as Tracey sat on the railing leaning out over the edge. She held on for dear life as Nathan fucked her, her nails digging into his arms, as she felt the thrill of placing all her trust in him. That night, Nathan had given her the biggest orgasm of her life. As he leaned her out further over the edge, he pounded her harder and deeper than she had ever experienced. She let out the mother of all orgasmic roars into the night air, as Nathan rode her right over the edge. They decided to take matters back inside, after they spotted hotel security guards investigating the commotion.

Once they had finally made their way to the bed, the girls challenged one another to a deepthroating competition...

"Mmmmmhhhh," Nathans recollection was disturbed by a sudden sucking, kissing sound coming from under the sheets, followed by a soft feminine moan. He looked across, and noticed Fiona was no longer cuddled up against him. He lifted up the sheets, and there she was, smiling up at him from between his legs.

Tracey was still on the phone to John.

"OK I'll ask him"

Nathan gave her a puzzled look. "Whats up?"

"John wants to know if you're still OK to shoot the scene"

Nathan took one look at Fiona, her face obscured by his balls as she licked at his taint. Her hand was stroking the now fully erect cock, still glistening with pussy juice and spit.

"Tell him I'll be there soon," Nathan smiled, and brought Fiona in for a deep, sensual kiss.

Tracey smiled and nodded into the phone, relaying the information to John.

After ordering breakfast from room service, Tracey returned to the bed. The girls took turns swapping kisses with Nathan, and between themselves, excitedly devouring the tastes and smells of the previous nights fun. Tracey savoured Samantha's spit, still flavoured with pussy juice and cum, as she delicately flicked her tongue inside her mouth. Flush with arousal, she pushed her tongue further down Samanthas throat, sucking as much of the flavour as she could into her mouth. Fiona took a swig of the remaining Champaign, passing it on to the others to enjoy. Samantha took a swig and returned to Nathan.

"How do you do it?" Samantha asked, her tongue circling Nathans ear.

"Do what babe?"

"Well, you just fucked three women. And now you're gonna fuck three more. Y'know, that's some peoples concept of heaven..."

Nathan gave a warm chuckle, "I'm just lucky I guess."

"Mmmm, luck has nothing to do with it.." Samantha resumed her deep kissing, stroking Nathans body under the sheets. She was beginning to feel a strong connection with Nathan. Just yesterday, she had been a star struck stranger, watching in awe through the lens of a camera as this powerful God of sex ploughed his way through pornstar after pornstar. Now, she was in his bed, caressing his body after experiencing the best sex she had ever had.

A loud knock at the door interrupted the amorous foursome.

"ROOM SERVICE!"

"Oh shit!" Nathan gasped nervously, "Wait! don't come in, we'll be right there!"

He lifted the sheets, and began hunting around for his clothes. "C'mon girls, we better not let him in with us looking like this..."

"Why not?" Samantha asked curiously, with a sly grin.

"Yeah", said Tracey, "it's not like people don't already know what we did last night. We were loud enough to keep the whole damn hotel awake. And don't forget the security guards..."

Samantha giggled, "Yeah, the whole place basically got a show. And what do you have to be embarrassed about?"

Nathan looked down at the bed, containing three incredibly attractive, naked, horny women. He gave it a thought, and shrugged.

"Fuck it," exclaimed Fiona, gesturing towards the door. "COME IN!"

There was a rustling noise, before the hotel staffer walked in, wheeling the silver tray of delicious eggs, pancakes and fruit through the doorway. He brought the tray through to the bedroom before removing the cloche covers, revealing the sumptuous food inside.

"Where would you like me to put..." he froze, staring at the scene unfolding on the bed. All three girls were kissing a different part of Nathans body, with him lying in the middle, happily cradling the girls in his arms, and reciprocating with full mouthed, wet kisses.

In obvious shock, he finished his sentence. "Where would you like me to put... put your ...food."

Tracey removed her tongue from Nathans mouth long enough to reply, "Just leave it there, thanks."

"THANK YOU!" Fiona giggled, and returned to sucking Nathans neck. Samantha's tongue was moving slowly down Nathans body.

The clerk stood frozen. "I'll... I'll just go."

"That would be best," Tracey gave him a smile, and he slowly retreated towards the door.

*****

"Camera 2's fine, John"

"Girls, you gotta wait until the film's loaded, we're not getting any of this action. Save it for the shot please."

"Camera 2's fine!"

"What?" John removed his headset, giving Samantha a puzzled look.

"It's fine, we can keep shooting."

John took a sip of his coffee, and waved towards the three girls, "well, what are you waiting for? Get back in there!"

"Where's the sound girl?"

"Shit! Brooke! Where are you?! Get back in there! And girls, can you stop until I say action?"

Nathan shook his head in disappointment. Today was looking to be another typical, disorganised John Stanner shoot. It was a shame, really.

The action had started smoothly enough. Jade, Macy and Shiva made wet, tropical love on the edge of the crystal blue pool; Samantha and Tracey using their finest camerawork to capture it in all its erotic splendour. But one by one, the problems had mounted up. First, there were lighting issues. Then, during the height of an intense orgasm, Jade had squirted pussy juice all over the lens of Samantha's camera. With the camera out of action, the girls were keen to keep going, and had eventually chosen to ignore John's directions. As had most of the crew. It was difficult to maintain composure with the uncontrolled, steamy lesbian scene unfolding before everyone...

"They make a fine trio, don't they?" John nodded towards Nathan.

The look on his face said it all. The girls had definitely brought their A-game, with tongues lashing clits, pussy on pussy, and heavy moaning so loud it had cleared out all the birds in the area. Nathan admired the scene before him, as the girls practically devoured each other with all the fervour of a group of lionesses hunting gazelle. They had certainly lived up to their reputation, and more.

The shoot was taking place poolside, at a beautiful Bahaman mansion. Management had decided to change the location of the shoot at the last possible moment, and Nathan couldn't, for the life of him, understand why. He put it down to another John Stanner idiosyncrasy.

After departing the hotel by limo, they were informed the new location would be a sprawling beachfront mansion on Layford Cay, home to some of the most prestigious pieces of real estate in the world.

The mansion, La Boheme was situated right on the beach and surrounded by professionally landscaped grounds, a water fountain, and native tropical foliage. It was truly gracious, with soaring ceilings, marble floors and gold trim fit for royalty.

Then there was the pool. The term "Olympic sized" didn't do it justice. Created to resemble a Tahitian lagoon, it was, quite simply, the biggest pool any of the crew had seen. Nathan strolled through the area, taking in the ambience and occasionally glancing over at the three women he was about to fuck...

"Welcome to La Boheme, Mr Stokes," a friendly pool boy offered Nathan a pink cocktail from his silver tray. "Is this your first time here?"

"Yeah, this is a beautiful place you got here," Nathan waved off the drink offer. It was midday, and the heat coupled with humidity made the drink offer tempting, but he had a job to do, a job which required his peak performance...

The pool boy replied, with hint of insistence, "Mr Stokes, this is not alcoholic."

"No... really," Nathan took a step back at the suggestion.

"Please, Mrs Tamworth insists. She made it herself. It's a special recipe. I guarantee, there's something in this drink that might help you today..." The poolboy smiled with a subtle wink.

Nathan was in the process of rejecting the offer again, when the men's discussion was interfered by a piercing moan emanating from the pool.

"...Oooooohwhwh."

"Aaaaaah"

"Fuck yes eat my clit"

They both turned around to see Jade in the throes of yet another orgasm, this time administered by the very talented, very horny Shiva. Samantha had wisely kept her camera at a distance.

"And who is Mrs Tamworth?"

"Catherine Tamworth owns this house. And she's letting you film here for free. I think accepting the drink is the least you could do."

Nathan paused, giving him a look of reluctance.

He hesitantly accepted the drink, giving it a sniff and a stir. To Hell with it. Like the poolboy said, it's the least I could do...

Nathan sipped at the cool drink, and took in the panoramic surroundings of the Caribbean sea, occasionally distracted by the orgasmic moans of the girls perched on the edge of the pool. He noticed a few people watching the pool action from the windows of the mansion, as well as some unusual faces amongst the crew. This was turning out to be more of a show than a porn shoot, he thought, not that he minded. He took a sense of pride in his work, and was never afraid to perform for the public.

A group of females, huddled together near the pool, kept glancing over at him. They giggled shyly, before disguising themselves with their sunhats. Mid thirties, no... late twenties, Nathan analysed them, damn, I like the blonde. And the brunette. Hell, I'd fuck em all...

Nathan took one last gulp to finish the cocktail, and noticed the group of women approaching.

A dark haired, slender woman approached with her arms outstretched. Nathan moved in for a handshake, but it soon became apparent that she wanted more. Outstretching both arms, she wrapped them around his body and brought her lips up to his cheek for a kiss.

"We're big fans of yours, Mr Stokes," said the shy American lady in her thirties.

Nathan smiled at the group, "It's unusual to have such a large crowd like this at a porn shoot. Not that I'm complaining...." He eyed up the younger blonde.

"We were invited," the woman replied. "Catherine said she leant the house to you for a shoot. We weren't gonna miss that," her eyes roamed down Nathans body. "Say, can we get a picture with you?"

The younger blonde took out her iPhone, and started looking for a suitable location.

"Sure," Nathan replied, pointing behind him. "Why not here, you can get the ocean in the background..."

The two women huddled close to Nathan, entwining their arms around his shoulders.

"Come on you two," said the blonde, "he's the greatest pornstar on earth and you're gonna hug him like he's your dad?! Lets see a little more effort."

At that, the women began rubbing his chest, before moving lower to feel his abs through his shirt. "How about this?"

"Come on, you can do better than that!"

Their hands roamed lower, and before Nathan could object, they were clutching at the enormous bulge of his jeans, both of their hands barely able to wrap around it.




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar



"Holy fuck..." one of the women gasped, and looked up at him. "It's so big."

Nathan smiled, feeling a growing sense of arousal.

"Oh yeah, that's a good shot." The blonde stood back, holding up her phone for the shot. "The girls back home are gonna love this."

She took one last look into the phone, "OK now everyone say 'porn'"

The girls chuckled, their fingers massaging Nathans cock and balls through his jeans.

"PORN!"

Click

"Perfect," smiled the blonde.

They gave Nathan one last kiss before heading back to the pool. "I hope you're gonna give us a good show," the blonde gazed seductively over her shoulder, "Catherine's jungle juice never fails..."

He had noticed a tingling sensation developing in his fingertips, and a rising sense of arousal, but hadn't attributed it to the drink. He decided to take his mind off it, and approached John.

"Yo Stanner," he gave John a slap on the back, "how's it going?"

"Chaotic, as usual," John laughed, "but things are looking on track right now." He pointed towards the trio lying in a circular formation on the bare tiles next to the pool, "Jade's a fucking star, ain't she?"

They turned to watch the action. Jade was a relative newcomer to the porn world. At just 19, she wasn't old enough to drink, but she was old enough to drink cum on camera. Her brunette hair tapering off as it flowed down her shoulders on over her perfect, smoldering breasts. Her nipples were rock hard, and understandably so, as Shiva caressed and sucked away as though they were the juiciest piece of tropical fruit on the island. All three women were soaked, and periodically an assistant would splash a little water or oil on them, maintaining the shimmer of their skin as they made love to each other.

"So, what happened to the script?" Nathan asked curiously, "Matt said something about them seducing another woman."

"Oh, there's been a few changes. Don't worry, your role is still the same. In fact, there's gonna be a surprize that I think you'll like. I'll give you the heads up when it's your time to shine. Oh, and by the way, you should start getting ready."

Nathans arousal was increasing by the second, and his cock was already pulsing, busting a sizeable tent in his pants. What was in that damn drink?

A curious tingling sensation had taken over his whole body. It was akin to being on a cloud, while pins and needles were making their way slowly down his body, prodding him in the most pleasurable ways. He didn't know what was happening, but he liked it.

He glanced towards the three women, an animal lust taking over him. I'm going to fuck them all. The thought raced through his mind, over and over. I'm going fuck their asses, 11 inches deep.

And they're all going to taste my cum...

"OK Patricia, you ready?" Johns voice pierced the air, as a stunningly gorgeous blonde figure emerged from the poolhouse.

Nathan recognised her immediately. Patricia Cole. A famous French pornstar he had a personal, and very intimate, knowledge of. She was dressed up as a sexy maid, complete with feather duster and an apron that barely covered her perky ass. She swayed seductively in her high heels, and made her way slowly over to the poolside orgy.

Nathan smiled. If this was the surprize John was talking about, it sure as Hell was a good one.

"VHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" she yelled in shock, doing her best to fake a Russian accent. "Zees ees a private house. You cannot do zees things here..."

Samantha panned the camera across to Patricia, who stood with arms on hips, acting her best to look offended.

Jade flicked her hair, and stared at the new entrant to the scene. A naughty smile slowly crossed her face, as she removed Shivas head from her pussy, and seductively walked over to her new prey.

"Says who?" she smiled, just inches from Patricia's face. Her eyes burned with lust, as she scoped out the body of the young French vixen.

"Says zee owner of zis house," her hand strolled to her breast. "he cannot allow such sings, it is forbidden..."

"And you agree with that?" smiled Jade, her hands beginning to caress the young maid. "You know, what he doesn't see can't hurt him."

Jade released Patricia's apron, exposing her naked chest. "Hmmm, no underwear... I'm sure he doesn't look favourably on that either."

Jade took a nipple in her mouth, and began expertly caressing it with her tongue. Her hands roamed down Patricias smooth, tanned stomach, closing in on her wet pussy.

"Seems someone doesn't like to follow her masters orders..."

Patricia was so wet, her juices were flowing down Jades knuckles. With a loud Slurp, she sucked the juice right off her own fingers.

The two were practically cheek to cheek, locked together in an intimate embrace.

"How long were you watching?" Jade whispered, moving her kisses lower on the sultry blondes neck. "You like watching, don't you..." Patricia nodded, and began reciprocating the kiss.

"You like to fuck, huh?" Jade was repeating hypnotically, their breath becoming heavier and heavier as they looked into each other's eyes. The cast and crew were stunned. These girls were into this in a big way, way more than any of them could have expected...

"You like to eat pussy... don't you. I can tell. Be a good little maid and service me."

Jade forced Patricia's face between her legs. Mad with lust, she licked and sucked at Jades clit, playing the role of the repressed maid turned feral. Before long, all four girls were making full use of the poolside Jacuzzi. It was an orgy of ultimate lesbian pleasure...

"Damn John," Nathan was grinning, ear to ear, "you sure know how to surprize a guy."

"I knew you'd like it. Just promise me you'll do a good job fucking all four of them."

Nathan smiled, donned his bathing suit, and entered the pool.

The girls continued their lovemaking, with Samantha and Tracey close by to capture every moan, every orgasm, every kiss. Both camera women were wet from the excitement, it was all they could do to stop themselves from jumping right in, and joining the all-girl orgy.

"You know, I wanna feel a nice big cock in me." Jade parted her legs, smiled at the other girls, before looking right into Samantha's camera. "Anyone got a dildo we can use?"

The girls scanned the area, feigning disappointment.

"Oh well..." Jade forced Patricia's face back into her pussy.

"What about him?" Shiva pointed to Nathan, "I bet he's got a big one..."

"Hah, there's no cock big enough for the four of us," Jade smirked. "We'll need a dildo for sure. A big, 9 inch dildo should do it."

Nathan swam closer to the girls, giving them a naughty smile.

"I dunno," Shiva added, in a sultry British accent, "he looks like he has a big cock. Lets call him over."

"Oh alright," Jade played disappointment well. For a pornstar, her acting skills were impressive, "hey big guy! Yeah you, over there!"

Nathan pointed to himself, playing along.

"Yeah you. Why don't you come over here, show us what you got?"

Patricia removed her mouth from Jades pussy, and gave Nathan the once over. "There's no way a guy could be big enough to satisfy us." She waved him off.

"Maybe I can change your mind," Nathan teased, splashing them with water from the pool.

"Well? Why don't you come over here, and show us what you got?"

Nathan waded over to the steps. The girls moved their collective attention away from each other to take in the view. Although all of the women had worked with Nathan before, they never got used to the sight of his ripped body, and enormous one-of-a-kind endowment. It was truly a sight to behold...

Samantha stood at the edge of the pool, camera in hand to film the shot. Tracey remained with the girls in the hot tub, filming their reaction. An assistant had already positioned an enormous rubber matt on the tiles next to the pool, to allow for a comfortable orgy.

The pool area was abuzz with activity, as the houseguests came out to enjoy the show. Samantha took in the full view, as the king of porn exited the pool. The girls all let out a collective gasp, as his monster cock came into full view of everyone.

Holy shit!

Oh my god, its huge...

He's like a fucking horse.

Nathan stretched his arms behind his head, fully exposing his naked body, in all its glory, for everyone to see. There was no shame in being the most well hung pornstar in the industry...

"Big enough for you?" Shiva smirked, "or would you still prefer a dildo?"

All four women slid out of the jaccuzi, and took their positions on the matt. One look at the four steaming hot, horny porn sluts -- coupled with the drug cocktail -- took Nathan from a flaccid 8 inches to a full 11 inches of rock hard, pornstar cock. The girls licked their lips in delight.

They were in love...

Samantha and Tracey moved in for the closeup; a FOUR on one blowjob, as the four pornstars fell to their knees before Nathan.

Samantha leaned over his shoulder, giving him a kiss on the neck while filming the four girls smiling up from below. Nathans fully erect supercock was shadowing their faces, as their smiles turned to looks of sheer astonishment.

This is gonna be fun...Nathan thought, his pulse racing, and his body a blur of tingling pleasure. The four grinned at each other, giddy with delight. It was about to get started...

*****

"Aaaaaaaah, good girl," he swooned, as Patricia bravely began cramming his cock down her throat. She had managed 8 inches inside her at once. Ignoring her gag reflex, she continued fucking his cock with her throat, massaging it slowly with her throat muscles in an effort to inflict maximum pleasure. Three other hands were stabilising Nathan's cock, as Patricia twisted her head from side to side, moaning erotically and peering at him through submissive eyes. After she couldn't hold her breath a second longer, she retracted the cock, forming a string of saliva and precum from his cock to her delicate mouth. The four girls eagerly lapped up, sharing it with each other in a frenzied make out session.

"Mmmmm"

Slurp

"Oh yeah, fuck that tastes good."

Slurp

Nathan was in heaven. Few men in life will ever know the pleasure of being fellated by a professional pornslut; a woman who has spent years perfecting the craft, or the technique, of expert cocksucking. One who knows just what to do to get a rise out of a man. Never mind two, BISEXUAL, pornsluts - playing with your cock and themselves to provide the maximum asthetic, and sexual, appeal. But with FOUR of such creatures, any normal male would run the serious risk of heart failure. Or, at the very least, would explode within seconds, due to the sheer sensory overload. Nathan was the only male alive who could cope with the onslaught.

And even he was struggling...

He could feel the cool spit of all three girls trickling down his dick, as they passed it from mouth to mouth and back again, delicately flicking their tongues over his most sensitive areas, and swilling the copious amounts of precum in their mouths. At the same time, Shiva was having a field day with his balls, sucking each one into her mouth, and swirling her tongue over the sensitive skin. It took all his effort not to cum.

Flex PC muscle, flex PC muscle his mind ran through, over and over. It was his secret to longevity, and years of practice had given him the strongest orgasm control of any man.

It was for this reason that he could keep his focus completely on the girls, and experience the full pleasure of sex, rather than forcing his mind elsewhere. He was in the zone, fully in control, and enjoying every second of it.

"Fuuucck Yeees," he let out, stroking the four girls' hair, the thrill of victory coursing through his veins. The windows of the mansion were packed with spectators, eager to view the scene unfolding next to the sprawling pool. Tracey crawled out from between Nathans legs, where she had been filming Shivas expert ballsucking, and turned the camera to film the audience. People got off to public sex, she knew, and she wanted to capture the crowd to drive the message home. This was no private fuck. This was a full show...

"Mmmmppfffttt," Macy sucked the spit from his cock, and resumed sucking. Jade held the back of her head, forcing Macy deeper with every push.

"Good little girl, she's a good little girl, huh Nathan?" She looked up at him, smiling devilishly.

Samantha resumed Tracey's position between Nathans legs. Her camera captured the full spectacle, as Shiva lashed her tongue across his balls, while string after string of wet spit coursed down Nathans thighs - as the girls attacked his cock with pure lust. She kissed up his inner thigh while she filmed, watching his PC muscle rhythmically clenching as he fought off the climax. She gave it a tender kiss, before moving to a cosy position between Patricia's legs.

Keen to keep any moisture off the camera lens, she filmed from slightly in front of Patricia, as her gushing pussy contracted in heat, and beads of girl juice trickled down her inner leg. Damn these girls are into it, she thought, struggling to resist the craving for a mouthful of warm pussy.

John had decided to take a seat, and just let the scene unfold. It had been twenty minutes of primo cocksucking by the four women, before he decided to intervene. Barely able to stand and with eyes wide open, he croaked a direction to them with a cracked voice.

"Uuuh, OK girls that's enough," there was an audible sigh from the audience, as John intervened.

"We only have so much time left. Lets get straight to the fucking."

The cast were more than ready to get started. All four women had been on the verge of orgasm for a solid 20 minutes, and were eager to burst.

Nathan entered Shiva first, rewarding her for an excellent round of ball-sucking. Dual camera-girls filmed the expression on her face, and the action between her legs, as Nathan brought her to a multiple, screaming orgasm. He railed her pussy into orgasm after orgasm, using all 11 inches he had been bestowed with, as Samantha struggled to avoid her gushing orgasms ruining the camera.

Tracey finally gave up fighting the temptation, and removed her pants completely, muffling Shivas cries with her pussy, and filming the struggling girl tong-lashing her clit as she fought for breath.

Nathan fucked Jade next, removing Macy's face from her pussy first so he could gain entry. She was tight, even for a guy with a big cock. Everyone was tight, but Macy was a hard fit. She struggled, flaying her arms around and eventually latching onto Patricia's pussy for comfort, as Nathan edged inch after inch closer to full penetration.

"Ooohhh my Gaaawd" she finally screamed, as he hit the back of her pussy. Her entire channel flexed, squeezing Nathans cock in the most pleasurable way, convulsing as she rode her way to orgasm.

John looked at his assistant in awe.

"This is good. This is VERY good," he smiled, taking another sip of coffee, and languishing in the chair to watch the action. He took in the full view, as the screams of pleasure filled the air. The worlds most exciting pornstars, all performing at their peak, in the worlds most exciting location.

If this doesn't get me a fuckin' AVN, I don't know what will...

Nathan wiped the sweat off his brow, and dislodged himself from Jade -- only to have Macy suck the pussy juices off his cock.

"Good girl," he smiled, patting her head, before moving onto Patricia. Like a good slut, she moved onto all fours, begging like a dog, all the time keeping her head locked to Tracey's pussy as she filmed. He gave Tracey a hi-five, and entered her fully, in one single motion.

She breathlessly moaned into the penetration, "Oh, oh fuck yeah. Fuck me daddy. I'll do anything you tell me to..."

Her voice trailed off as she resumed eating pussy, delighting Tracey, who lovingly stroked and caressed her hair. Nathan and Tracey shared a moment, looking into each other's eyes, exasperated at the pleasure each of them was receiving from the submissive slut. They were a team, fucking the horny young pornstar as her three friends watched, tearing at each others bodies in ecstasy. He fucked her harder and harder, egged on by the audience around him, as well as the chemical influence of the cocktail.

His senses were heightened beyond anything he had experienced before. It was like he was fucking in slow motion, every convulsion could be felt, every rib and bump in the pussy was caressing and manipulating his cock in the most blissful way. Every moan, grimace, scream and orgasmic cry practically cut through him. Every kiss, lick and suck the girls made with each other, acting out their lesbian lusts, would be exacerbated in his mind. This was the stuff of dreams.

The fucking had lasted late into the afternoon, with no sign of an end, as Nathan powered each girl through orgasm after orgasm. It had been two hours of continuous fucking, much to the delight of all the crew and onlookers, but Nathan was at the end of his tether. Two hours of fucking four of the hottest women on the planet, without cumming, had been exhausting. And there was still an epic cumshot scene to film.

Patricia flexed her pussy as tight as she could, looking Nathan in the eye as she begged for his cum. She had barely uttered the words before Shiva wrapped her arms around her, and the two embraced for a deep, tonsil tickling kiss just inches from his face.

"Get the coconut, I'm gonna cum," Nathan ordered. They scurried beneath him, grabbing a hollowed out coconut from the pools edge. Nathan thrust his cock up Jades ass one last time, before removing it. He stood up, stroking the full length of it as he watched the girls getting into position. His urge to cum was almost painful, built up over hours of intense, high octane fucking.

Shiva knelt at his feet, seductively dipping her tongue into the coconut and swirling it around. She was soon joined by the other three girls, all eager for their taste of cum. Nathan had given each of them the fucking of their lives, and they wanted nothing more than to reward him.

Macy and Jade took a ball each into their mouths, as Nathan confidently jacked off -- watching the eager, calling expressions on the faces of Shiva and Patricia.

"Cum for us," Shiva moaned seductively, her hand playing with Patricia's pussy. "We want to taste your load."

Nathan could feel the contractions of orgasm, and this time, he made no effort of stopping them. He felt the semen rise within him, as he basked in the glory of having four women coaxing the cum out of him for their enjoyment.

"Oh fuck," Nathan moaned, feeling the mother of all loads developing. He knew the script called for a cumshot directly into Shiva's mouth. But this was too much. There was no way she would handle the pent up load of two hours of fivesome fucking. He knew he had to act drastically.

Grabbing the coconut from Shiva's grip, he groaned and unleashed the load two hours in the making...

"OOOooh GOD!!!" He moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as all four girls looked up at him, their mouths open and tongues out, waiting for the cum. With a sudden spurt, he drenched the inner coconut with white hot cum, the ferocity of the blast causing the girls to gasp.

The spectators mouths dropped, as Nathan fired rocket after rocket of white hot cum into the coconut, with seemingly no end in sight.

On the balcony, women giggled and gossiped amongst each other...

No way!

Oh my God!

Fuck that's a lot of cum!

With a final short spurt, Nathan let go of his cock. A blissful sensation came over him, as his eyelids began to droop and his knees weakened. He handed the coconut, now full of pornstar semen, to the four hungry, horny girls to enjoy...




Nathan Stokes, Pornstar



And enjoy it they did. Each girl took a straw, hungrily slurping the thick cum out, struggling to suck it through. Jades eyes pierced the camera as she stared fixedly into it, the bright white cum oozing up the straw, and into her awaiting mouth. She took a whole mouthful, opening wide to for the audience to see the full load on her tongue, before spitting it slowly into the awaiting mouth of Shiva.

The girls took turns swapping their prize back and forth, savouring the taste on their tongues as they passionately kissed, not a drop of cum escaping. Nathans sperm swam from one tongue to the next, as the girls swirled and flittered their tongues, fellating the cum like it were a cock.

After their cum cravings were finally satisfied, they gulped it down, opening their mouths for Samantha to film the result.

All gone.

The crowd immediately burst into cheers. Women in the crowd were flashing their tits, and blowing kisses. Men were fist pumping the air. The girls took turns licking the coconut clean, and holding it above their heads, victorious.

Nathan turned to the crowd and gave an exhausted bow.

The epic three hour fivesome was finally complete, and the footage obtained was some of the best the industry would ever see.

The crowd were ecstatic.

"Fuckin' A that was a great shoot!" John congratulated Nathan, barely audible above the applause. Nathan sat back on the chair, his monstrous cock now deflating, a sense of euphoria taking hold of his body after the final release.

John was right, this had been an amazing shoot, and a perfect way to end the Bahamas trip.

He would be boarding a plane for Los Angeles tomorrow, and he certainly felt a sense of sadness knowing he would be leaving this place. It had been an amazing few days, with some incredible sex. But all good things had to come to an end.

Raising his hands behind his head, he finally relaxed -- taking in the view of the four women he had just expertly fucked, all of whom now had a belly full of his cum. Patricia was cradling her stomach, content in the knowledge that millions of Nathans sperm were swimming around inside of her. The girls were still reeling from the pleasure, holding hands, giddy over what had just happened. All four women had the taste of Nathans cum on their tongues...

Jade came over and gave him a tender kiss. "That was amazing, Nathan," she said with a sultry British accent, holding his hand. "You're truly one of a kind."

"Thanks Jade," he leaned in for a deeper kiss. "Look forward to working with you again..."

"And you..."

The girls were cleaning up, assistants were removing the matt, and the cameras were being returned to their respective cases. A few female spectators blew kisses his way. The sun was setting in the sky and the crowd had dissipated. Nathan donned his swimming trunks and took a seat next to the pool.

"It was a pleasure working with you, Mr Stokes," Samantha came over, and wrapped her arms around him from behind. They were soon joined by Tracey.

"That was incredible. I got some of the best footage of my life!" Tracey said while adjusting her thong. "Its too bad we've got to fly out tonight."

"Aww," Nathan sighed. "We've still got an hour, don't we?"

Samantha let out a giggle, "introducing the famous Mr Stokes, he just fucked four women and he's still eager for more."

The group laughed, and shared one more cuddle.

"You girls were great. Truly dedicated to your craft," he toyed with Samantha's bikini, "I've never worked with such fine examples of camerawomen."

"So hopefully we'll see you next shoot?" Tracey said.

Nathan gave them each a kiss, before slapping Tracey on the butt, "You're hired."

*****

It was one hour after the shoot, and Nathan was enjoying a quiet drink by the mansions poolside bar. He had one evening left, and he planned to enjoy it. The crew and the crowds had vanished, and he was left alone with only Franco, the bartender, to keep him company. It was night time, but the full moon kept the poolside aglow with warm light.

His eyes were mesmerized by the underwater lighting display; bolts of flashing red, green, and blue light fanned out across the bottom of the pool. The sky was cloudless, and a cool breeze was causing the palm trees to swish and sway in a tranquil rhythm.

Nathan breathed deeply; taking in lungful's of fresh tropical air, allowing the environment to gently rejuvenate his exhausted body.

"So, it's your last day in the Bahamas huh?" Franco interrupted.

Nathan looked around him and smiled, "Yeah."

"So, you had a good time I take it?"

"Oh yeah..." Nathan gave him a reassuring wink.

Franco resumed drying the inside of a martini glass with his soft, white cloth. He placed it down on the edge of the bar, and leaned in.

"So tell me, Mr Stokes, what's it like to fuck four women at the same time?"

Nathan leaned back, his hand rubbing his chin. He gave him a warm smile, and responded, "just another day at the office."

Franco let out a hearty chuckle, disguising his jealousy. "Well, I guess if I was blessed with a cock that big, and had that sort of stamina, I could have any woman I wanted. Not to mention your looks..."

"Easy there..." Nathan replied. Being a pornstar certainly gave him bragging rights, and a high sense of self-esteem. But he was never one to gloat.

Franco smiled, and stowed away a bottle of Scotch. He reached into his pocket and produced a pack of cigarettes.

"Fancy a smoke?" He asked, pointing the open lid towards Nathan.

He waved off the offer.

"You don't like this brand?"

"I don't smoke, it's a bad habit."

Franco inspected the box, "yeah, it gives you bad breath."

He clutched a cigarette between his fingers, reaching under the bar for a lighter. "Although it's no problem for me, I don't kiss anywhere near as many women as you do."

Franco held the flame up to his cigarette, and inhaled the dense smoke before breathing it slowly out into the night air. "So, you enjoyed Catherine's cocktail, huh?"

"Immensely," Nathan replied, "any idea what the secret ingredient is?"

He took a seat on the barstool, and kicked his feet up onto the table. "Oh, she never tells."

He flicked the ash into a silver tray, and inspected the glowing cigarette. "Whatever it is... it works wonders." Franco breathed in another lungful. "The stuff I've seen here...." He drifted off, his mind reminiscing.

"Catherine is a real freak when it comes to sex. It's like a religion for her. And this isn't the first sex party she has hosted here..."

"Really?" Nathan asked, his curiosity increasing by the minute.

"Really. And that juice... today was the first time she has used it on a man."

"Wow," Nathan smiled, looking towards the mansion. "Well, I'm honoured." he took another sip of his drink.

Franco peered toward the mansion. "She wants to meet you, y'know."

"Is she a fan?"

"I believe so." Franco stubbed out his cigarette. He gestured towards the mansion, "why don't you go inside? I'll let her know you're coming."

"Why not? I'd love to meet the person who owns THIS house."

"And I'm sure the pleasure... will be all hers." Franco grinned, pouring himself a glass of Scotch. He raised it in the air, "to Catherine..."

Nathan smiled, and raised his glass, "To Catherine."

*****

Strolling through the opulent interior of "La Boheme" was like nothing Nathan had ever experienced before. Absolute luxury permeated every inch of the house, with leopard skin furniture, crystal glass sculptures and tables made from the finest wood spread out over the mansions massive floorspace. He gazed up in amazement at the grand staircase, the panoramic sea views provided by the mansions huge floor to ceiling windows, and the elevators leading to the Bentley stocked garage.

Now this is a house, Nathan thought to himself, as he looked around for signs of the elusive Catherine.

Other than the sound of the ocean, the house was completely quiet. He began looking for a place to sit, his legs still weary from the days workout, when he was interrupted by the gentle pitter-patter of naked feet on the hard, marble floor.

He turned to find a silhouette of a beautiful woman emerging from the shadows. She was walking towards him, her hips swaying from side to side, causing her satin nightgown to flutter. His eyes could make out her perfect hourglass shape as they adjusted to the light.

She slowly came into view, and his jaw dropped to the floor. It was Catherine. The elusive stranger. The owner of the mansion.

The blonde from the Velcro Club.

"Holy shit," he gasped.

She stopped just inches from him.

"How about that autograph?" she asked playfully, as her eyes gazed upon him seductively. She had just showered; her hair still clung to the sides of her neck and her body shimmered with moisture.

Nathan stood back, shocked. "So I guess you do like to watch, huh?"

Catherine smiled, and ran her hands down his chest. "I got sick of spying on you from afar, so I thought I'd bring you in for a closer view."

"You sure know how to take a guy by surprize. I completely forgot about watching the ocean."

"Am I that forgettable?" she sighed, gazing into his eyes.

Nathan leaned in and gave her a peck on the lips, "we both know I was... occupied."

She smiled, and poured him Vodka on the rocks. "Why don't you follow me?" she pointed to the grand staircase. "There's plenty more to see upstairs..."

Before he knew it, he was instinctively following the supple young pair of beautiful ass cheeks up the grand staircase, as they danced from side to side, navigating each stair with seductive allure.

There was a smaller, cosy lounge on the second floor. He noticed the balconies where guests had enjoyed the action earlier in the day. They were still littered with discarded panties, bras and empty bottles of wine. Wood crackled in a small fireplace as Nathan took in the night view of the ocean through giant windows.

"I have to say, Catherine," he looked out the windows to the bay beyond, "this is the most beautiful house I've ever seen..." Expensive yachts peppered the sea, and gave the bay a beautiful night time glow. He took another sip of his vodka, before raising the glass up to the light to inspect the contents.

"Say this isn't... jungle juice, is it?"

"It's just vodka," Catherine gave him a naughty smile; "you can trust me."

"Can I?" Nathan sook a swig and placed the glass down, "I barely know you."

"I'm sure you know enough, Nathan." Catherine parted her hair, alternating her attention between the burly pornstar in her home, and the extravagant bay that only the richest could ever afford to see. "Maybe you can tell me what you've learned so far?"

Nathan rubbed his chin, gazing upon the voluptuous beauty. "Lets see... you're rich, that's for sure. And you have taste... in men, women, houses. I'm willing to bet you picked out every bit of furniture yourself. You would never let anyone make a decision for you..."

"Correct," she took another sip of her drink, "continue." She smiled, and began stroking his arm seductively.

"You're passionate. A sex goddess, but you don't show it. You like to keep an aura of purity around you, but deep down inside, you're a sexual animal that just wants to burst out."

Catherine entwined her fingers with Nathans, bringing his hand to her face for a gentle kiss. "Very good."

"You're generous, but you're also a little manipulative. You like to get your way."

"I always get what I want." Her tongue delicately flicked across the underside of Nathans finger.

Nathan decided to turn the tables. "Tell me, what you know about me?"

"The same things everyone else knows about you, Nathan. And I hope everything I've read is true... "

"And what have you read?"

Catherine gazed out to the ocean in reflection. "Well lets see... you have the biggest cock in porn."

"So I'm told..."

"Oh come on, there's no need to be modest. You've fucked every beautiful pornstar from here to Bangalore."

"Well... maybe most of them."

"Every woman wants to be with you, and every man wants to be you."

Nathan gave a hearty chuckle, "enough of that ego boosting."

Catherine turned her back to him, strolling casually across the soft, white carpet. "I know Nathan Stokes, the legendary pornstar..." She placed a single olive in her mouth, sucking the salty juices out before swallowing it down. "But I want to know Nathan, the man."

Her dress was tapered to barely cover her backside, the fabric crisscrossing at the top of her thighs leaving a small gap. She leaned over the bar to fetch a bottle of Hennessy, her skirt hiking up as she did so. Nathan got a magnificent view of her perfectly shaven pussy.

"Well, I guess I know something else about you now... you don't like underwear."

She popped open the lid, "fancy another drink?"

"I think I've had enough," he smiled, as he downed the last of his Vodka.

Catherine sprawled out across a sofa, beckoning Nathan to join her. He clambered over the huge pillows of the sofa, and took his position behind her. Massaging her beautiful, natural breasts from behind, he leant over her and began softly kissing her neck.

They both snuggled on the sofa for several minutes, taking in the beauty of the bay and exchanging tender kisses.

"You were incredible today," she leaned back, reciprocating his kiss. "It was amazing, the way you worked over those four girls for so long..."

She paused, feeling a twinge of arousal at the thought. "I've seen you do it in your movies, but it's so much more incredible in real life."

Nathan chuckled, "your guests seemed to enjoy it too."

Samantha smiled. "This isn't the first show we've hosted at the mansion. In fact, we're starting to get the reputation as the Playboy Mansion of the Bahamas. Samara and I are pretty liberal when it comes to sex."

"Samara?" Nathan asked, squeezing her breast.

"Samara's my wife. She's the one who bought this mansion for us... and the yacht."

Nathan laughed, "You're a lucky girl." He gazed down her perfectly supple, toned body... "and so is she..."

Catherine squeezed his hand, and they both took in the sea view. She noticed him eyeing up what appeared to be a genuine Van Gogh on the wall.

"Samara is an heiress." Catherine smiled, "Her parents owned half of the adult industry. She's very wealthy, and she provides me with a lifestyle of absolute luxury."

"You can say that again." Nathans brought his attention back to her. She grinned at him, and moved her hands down her body.

"She's given me everything I've ever wanted... " Her smiled turned to a frown, and she gazed out to sea despondently, "but there's one thing she can't give me..."

Nathan moved his kisses down her arm, "what's that, Catherine?"

"A baby." She rubbed her firm, flat stomach. "Every girl dreams of having a baby."

Nathan gave her a knowing look, as she moved his hand over her belly.

"Even a lesbian has the innate desire to be impregnated."

He knew where this conversation was going, and it was not the first time he had had it either. It was the same conversation he had with Matts wife, and the other women he had provided stud services for. There was the French housewife in Paris, the Belgian heiress in New York, the former pornstar from Russia, and even a certain Los Angeles celebrity who had insisted upon being impregnated by the biggest cock in the business. They had all contacted him, and enjoyed the services of 'Stud Inc.'

"She can give me everything, except for that."

Nathan leaned over to deliver a deep, sensual kiss.

"We know you've done it before, for other women. We were hoping you could do it for us, too. Samara wants you to impregnate me first. She wants you to shoot your huge, fertile load deep inside me, and knock me up. We are happy to reward you too, financially."

"I would be honoured." Nathan said firmly, bringing her in for another deep kiss. "And I'll do it for free."

Catherine giggled in delight. "We will make you a part of our lives, we want to. We want you to father our children. We want you to fuck us both and impregnate us."

The couple made out long and hard on the sofa. Nathan was always proud when a woman wanted to have his baby. A woman who wilfully submitted to being knocked up was the ultimate ego trip, and the ultimate in dominance. He would cum deep within her, allowing his sperm to perform their natural function; impregnating a submissive slut.

She gazed lovingly at him, "we'll make beautiful heirs, offspring to share our wealth with, and to continue the family business."

Nathan inserted a finger into her pussy, which was now gleaming with moisture.

"Samara and I have decided. We want two sons to continue the family legacy. We want strong, well-endowed alpha males. And if they take after their father," she gazed over Nathans body, "jackpot."

Nathan started nuzzling her ear, roaming his hands over her belly.

"They might even grow up to become pornstars themselves," she smiled, "if there's one thing the industry could use, its more men like you..."

Nathan inserted his finger deeper, alternating his kisses between her neck and mouth, as he rode her to climax.

But there would be no impregnating Catherine tonight. She was alone in the mansion, and had insisted Samara be there for the fertilisation.

"Samara is in Europe right now..." She squeaked out between heavy breaths. "We'll have to arrange a time for the three of us to get together."

She wanted the impregnation to be a shared experience. Not only because it was hotter, and her lust for women equalled the lust she had for Nathan, but she wanted Samara to play a role as well.

"I want it to be our baby" she said "I want the three of us, together, in one bed. I want to make it as a threesome." She moaned, as Nathan rammed his cock balls deep inside her.

Being that she was -- officially at least - a lesbian, she was not on the pill. Luckily, Catherine was prepared; she had a box of Magnum XXL condoms at the ready, and struggled desperately to roll one down his thick cock as they frantically kissed.

The thought of being impregnated had driven Catherine wild with desire.

"I can't wait to feel the warmth of your cum inside me," she held his face in her hands, peering deep into his eyes as he fucked her. "I can't wait for you to fuck us both, and fire your load inside us."

"I wanna feel your sperm swimming deep inside my pussy." She grabbed both of her tits in one arm, as Nathan humped away. "Oh God!" she moaned. "Fuck me!

"Cum in me!"

Hump hump hump

"I want your baby!"

Hump hump hump

"Give me a boy..."

Hump hump hump

"...with a big dick like his daddy!"

Franco's eyebrows raised up as he heard the raucous drifting from the inside of the mansion. "What did she just say?!" he gasped, the shock turning into amusement as he chuckled at Catherine's enthusiasm.

She crossed her legs behind his back, squeezing her tight lesbian pussy even tighter. Nathan groaned with pleasure, the last of his energy exhausted, before he blew so hard he almost split the condom.

As the evening turned into morning, they cuddled close to the fire, finally drifting off to sleep in each others arms.

*****

The following day, Nathan arose early. Feeling completely drained, he collected his possessions and gave Catherine one last kiss before departing La Boheme. She had arranged a limousine to Nassau's international airport, where Franco -- complete with devilish grin - had already checked Nathans luggage. Nathan didn't know how he got it, and he didn't care. All he wanted to do was get on board the plane, and collapse in the luxury of first class, where he planned to sleep off the fatigue all the way to LA.