4 comments/ 88172 views/ 103 favorites Christy's First Shoot By: blunderwolf Christy was a confused girl. She was very pretty, in an elfin sort of way, thin with delicate features, soft skin and long, wavy strawberry blonde hair. Her looks would have guaranteed her success with many boys normally, but her complete lack of confidence and strict upbringing had warped her sense of self-worth and social ability. She was raised by very controlling Christian parents who taught her to feel guilty about any sexual feelings or any pre-marital contact with boys at all. When in her teenage years she did work up enough nerve to defy them and go see a movie with a boy, she was very nervous and barely talked the whole time, sweating profusely and feeling very self conscious about it as she held hands with the boy, her fingers sliding around wetly between his. At eighteen she got her first serious boyfriend, but after several months this ended in heartbreak for her as he eventually left her due to her constant conflicting responses to his sexual advances, in which she would at times want him to fool around with her and possibly have sex, but then always back out and feel guilty about it for days afterward, before later initiating it again and repeating the cycle. She had gone as far, toward the end, as sucking his dick a couple of times, but the waves of guilt on her part and passive-aggression that followed these times were enough for him to say he had had enough, and leave her. Her sense of self-worth was at an all time low, and she was too humiliated and angry at herself to stay in the same small town where she would see him from time to time. So, a couple weeks after the break up she packed her bags and impulsively moved to a large city on the other side of the country, despite the protests of her parents. Confused and eager to redefine herself, she rashly decided to lose her virginity as soon as possible, to both distance herself from her juvenile mistakes as well as to perversely punish herself for being such a baby and not losing it to the boy she cared about. So when she met a guy named Steve (probably ten years older than her) randomly one day a mere week after moving, it didn't take much for him to realize that this was someone he could easily take advantage of. He knew her type – young, stupid, confused, self-loathing, and thus willing to degrade herself, at least for the moment. She might change her mind in a week, so he knew he had to take this window of opportunity now. He invited her to come over to his apartment later that night, and heavily implied that sexual things would happen. Christy, in fulfillment of all of his predictions about her, agreed. She knew that the idea of losing her virginity to a complete stranger would have horrified her only a couple weeks ago, and in a large part of her brain it still did. But she squashed this part of her mind, telling herself that this was the only way to force herself to quit being such a loser. When she showed up at his apartment, her palms were pouring sweat and she was almost visibly shaking. She took a moment to calm herself, breathing deeply. Then she knocked on the door. Steve opened the door and greeted her with a smile. "Hey Christy, please come in!" She stepped into his rather lavish apartment, decked out with nice furniture and expensive black granite floor tiles. It was more well-lit than she had imagined it might be for a night of seduction. "Please take your shoes off, and feel at home." She slipped off her low-top converses and placed them by the door. "Socks as well, please," he called from the couch in the living room. She obeyed, slipping the socks off and placing them inside of her shoes. She uncertainly padded over toward him in her bare feet, the stone feeling cold beneath her silver-polished toes. With a wave of embarrassment she noticed that she had left sweaty little footprints on the tiles leading from the door to the couch, but prayed that Steve wouldn't notice. If he did, he made no mention of it. She sat on the couch next to him, folding her shapely legs, mostly revealed by the short shorts she wore, up under her bottom. He caressed the side of her smooth face, looking through her glasses into her big, blue, innocent eyes that were wide with fear as well as excitement. She laughed nervously, as was her habit, and unable to keep eye contact looked away. Without another word he kissed her deeply. She was taken slightly aback by his forwardness. She kissed him back, accepting his tongue into her mouth, licking it back with her own, feeling the texture of his tastebuds. Within moments he had deftly removed her shirt and bra, managing to leave her glasses on, revealing her small but shapely little breasts which he fondled with one hand while still passionately making out with her. She shivered as he lightly pinched her pink little nipple. With his other hand he reached around and slipped up one of the leg holes of her tiny shorts, and managed to feel the outer part of her pussy in this way. She was already sliming like only a sheltered Christian virgin girl could. He gently pushed her onto her back while still kissing her, then unbuttoned her pants and slid them up over her legs and feet along with her panties, all of which he tossed across the room. Christy's heart was truly racing. There was no turning back now. Here she was, completely naked on pretty much a complete stranger's couch, while he was still completely clothed. That made her feel extra vulnerable. His fingers ran up and down her completely smooth outer labia. She had shaved the whole region for only the second or third time in her life for this night, leaving only a little tuft of strawberry blonde hair right above her pubic bone. He squished her pussy lips together lengthwise between two of his fingers. "Your pussy is gorgeous," he told her. "Your fat little naked pussy lips are so cute." She didn't know how to respond. He began licking her there, flicking her inner labia where they emerged and fanned out a little bit beyond her outer pussy lips, taking them into his mouth and lightly chewing them as he explored her completely dripping pussy hole with two of his fingers. He was delighted to notice that the second finger took some work to get inside. She truly was a tight, untapped virgin. He slightly separated his fingers as they were deep in her and then licked at the tight little membrane of skin that stretched taut at the bottom of her pussy hole as he did so. Soon he pulled his dick out of his pants and presented it to her. He instructed her to bend down to take it in her mouth with her knees tucked up under her on the couch, her ass up in the air behind her. Timidly she followed his orders, placing the swollen head of his big, rock hard cock into her mouth. He was a good bit larger than the one dick she had sucked before, and didn't really know what to do with it. "Have you ever sucked cock before?" he asked her. "Only a couple of times," she was forced to admit. "That's OK. Lick up and down the length of it to get it wet, then try to use your hand to stroke it as you get as much of it into your mouth as you can." She obeyed his order, licking down all the way to his balls, the around back the other side, trying to coat every inch of it in her saliva. She tried to work more up in her mouth, then slowly spat it out onto his dick, little globs of her spit sliding down his shaft. She was profoundly turned on by the wrongness of what she was doing. It railed against everything she had believed growing up, and she constantly had to reassure herself that she was not making a huge mistake. She could feel her own pussy juice running down her inner thigh, some of it dripping straight out of her onto the couch. She continued sucking for several minutes, stroking it with her hand as he had instructed her. Suddenly, to her confusion, she thought she heard footsteps approaching from another part of the apartment. She plopped the dick out of her mouth and looked up. Sure enough, another man had been in the apartment the whole time! She quickly sat up and sort of ducked below the back of the couch in an impulsive attempt to hide her nudity from him. "It's ok, sweetheart," said Steve. "This is my friend Nate. I figured you'd be cool with him being here. He's running the cameras for me." He gestured to the wall behind her. In horror, she turned around and looked to where he had indicated. Sure enough, a pretty expensive looking camera was nestled in the curtains by the window there, not three feet away, pointing straight at where her pussy and ass had been hoisted in the air as she sucked Steve's dick. How had she not noticed it before? "Has that been recording this whole time?" she asked, trying to keep her voice from betraying her shame and terror. "Yep!" said the newcomer Nate, walking over to it. "In glorious HD too! I was watching on the monitor in the other room, and we got some pretty awesome shots, cutie!" Christy flushed red. Steve playfully pinched her cheek. "Hey kid, we knew you'd be ok with it. This is your time to explore your sexuality. You've been cooped up all your life, but now you're finally free to liberate yourself and be your own woman! You're cool with us making a little video, right? You can really stick it to your parents this way, show them that they can't control you." In her head, Christy was screaming "NO!" She really wanted to grab her clothes and high tail it out of there, but her lifelong lack of self-confidence and inability to assert herself was cropping up again, and she heard herself demurely agreeing to continue, again unconsciously issuing her nervous little laugh. "Great! Nate's going to stick around and get some close up shots with the other camera." Sure enough, Nate had pulled another large camera out from somewhere and was getting the settings right on it. Steve went back to work on her, playing with her pussy, sucking her nipples. She sat upright on the couch, terrified and uncomfortable looking, but trying to disguise it. Nate had the other camera rolling now, and swooped in on her with it, getting a close up shot of her face as Steve was sucking her tits. She looked at the camera and smiled stupidly, unsure of what else to do. "Introduce yourself, Christy. Go on, honeypot." Nate said. Christy paused, stunned. He was using her real name! Who would be seeing this video? This could never get back to her parents, or anyone she knew. "Yeah I'm...Christy," she said timidly. "And how old are you, Christy?" "Nineteen." "And you're really a virgin?" She paused again. She simply nodded nervously. She was even more embarrassed that they had mentioned that fact in the video. Steve was still sucking her tit. "Let's take a look." He moved the camera straight from her face down to her pussy, which was 100% exposed, as Steve was holding her legs wide apart at the knees. With his free hand, Nate reached down and played with her pussy. He spread her lips between his thumb and forefinger. "Oh yeah, look at that perfect thing. That is a virgin tart for sure." He got in very close with the camera, recording every detail of it. He spread the entrance to her actual hole, recording as far into it as he could. "That's what a perfect, untouched virgin pussy looks like on the inside. That's gonna change." He stuck a finger in and then pulled it out, dragging a trail of her juice with it as he did so. He put the finger in her mouth. "Well let's break it in, shall we?" Steve had finally removed his clothes. He pulled her lower on the couch so that her ass was hanging slightly off the front of it. He now held her at the ankles with her feet up in the air, and kept her legs spread wide from there. Nate got on the ground with the camera, right below her pussy and angled upward so that her vagina and her face were both in the shot at the same time. The tip of Steve's dick entered the shot, teasing at her wet hole. He stuck just the head in, then pulled it out. A couple more times he would just slightly enter and then pull out, lubricating a little more of his cock with her juice each time. Christy's face was plain in the shot. She was closing her eyes and biting her lower lip, with her face tilted slightly up toward the ceiling. Suddenly Steve plunged the entire length of his cock right into her. Her eyes shot wide and she gasped audibly. His dick felt huge inside of her. Her pussy felt far more stretched than she had imagined it would. There was a quick sharp pain as he dislodged her hymen, but she could not dwell on it long as he immediately started rutting her deep and hard, plunging all the way in to his balls over and over. Through the haze of sensation between her leg, Christy suddenly thought about the fact that he had gone in with his bare penis, and that she wasn't on birth control. Earlier in the evening she had assumed that Steve would use a condom, but it was too late now. He kept pounding at her. After filming the first 20 or so seconds zoomed in on her pussy, Nate got back in close on her face with the camera. "How's that feel, baby? Like you're finally complete? Like your pussy finally feels the way it should for the first time in your life?" She tried unsuccessfully to quit wincing and respond in some way, but she only managed to cringe and nod her head unconvincingly, squinting to hold back the tears of pain she felt forming. "Oh, don't cry sweetheart," Nate humiliatingly wiped at the corners of her eyes. "This is what you're good for. That sweet pussy needs to be plowed." Christy's old sense of self-loathing started cropping up. She started telling herself in her head that he was right. This was indeed all she was good for. Nate was filming her pussy again. Steve pulled out to let him get an unobstructed view of it. Nate spread her hole again. There was only a thin trace of blood, which he wiped away. He tickled a little flap of her torn hymen. "Oh, that wasn't there before was it? That's good. This is how your little cunt is supposed to look. I think it's time for me to try you out too." Christy froze up and didn't respond. She should have known this would happen. How stupid of her to think he would only film. She once again couldn't find the courage to protest though. Nate handed the camera off to Steve. Within moments he was naked, and already rock hard. She nervously noted that his cock was even larger than Steve's. Without any preamble he grabbed her ankles and put them up over his shoulders and then sank his cock right into her. She gasped again. Before tonight she had never had anything wider than a finger inside of her, and now this man whose cock was nearly as wide as a beer bottle was stretching her further than she knew she could be. She didn't know how he wasn't tearing her in half. She gave a little squeak of pain every time he thrust into her. "That's right, honey," he was saying. "Your little pussy feels like velvet. I'm gonna break you in. Gonna break you like you're a wild horse." As Nate was plugging away at her pussy, Steve suddenly stood up on the couch above her, still holding the camera, and started pressing his cock against her lips. "Come on babe, try two cocks at once." Without a word Christy simply opened her mouth to let him enter. She figured there would be no point in protesting. Steve now filmed her face as she sucked his cock, while occasionally pointing down to show Nate plugging her pussy. She couldn't believe this was happening. She had been slutty enough in deciding to hurry up and lose her virginity to a stranger, and now here she was pleasuring two men at once on camera. She guessed that she really was just a slut at heart, and that this was inevitable. Her true nature must just be coming out now. She deserved this. Maybe it was good that this was being filmed so that people would know what a useless slut she was. Suddenly Steve held his hands over her eyes. "We got a surprise for you, sugar. Keep your eyes closed." Christy grew apprehensive. What kind of surprise could it possibly be? Surely nothing good. He held his hands there for 30 seconds or more. As she continued to blindly suck his cock, she thought she heard a little bit of scuffling around them. When he finally let her open her eyes, she couldn't believe what she saw. Twelve more guys had entered the room and stood around gawking at her, all of them completely naked and slowly stroking their erections. Even if she hadn't had a cock in her mouth she would have been too stunned to reply. "I felt her pussy tighten up in fear when she saw you boys! Or maybe excitement," Nate laughed. Steve suddenly handed the camera off to another man she hadn't seen, who was completely clothed and seemed uninterested in what was going on. She looked over and saw that a similar tech guy was now operating the other camera. Now it just seemed like a professional production. "We lined up a whole lot of dicks for you to take tonight! Aren't you excited sweetheart?" Christy was petrified. The last thing she wanted was for all of these guys to fuck her, and especially not on camera. But again she found that she couldn't protest. I mean, they were all already here and ready to go, so she felt like she couldn't really say no at this point. She nervously smiled and gave a little nod, barely perceivable. Nate and Steve pulled out of her and they moved her to the plush rug on the floor. Soon two different guys, the ones who had only just appeared, were entering her. One squated over her head and thrust his cock into her mouth, grabbing the back of her head and forcing his dick further down into her over and over. The other guy lay on top of her and unceremoniously entered her pussy and started fucking deeply right away. Her chest was covered in sweat, and his bare stomach and chest slid over it as he fucked her. A few of the other guys crowded in where they could, fondling her small breasts and stroking themselves right next to her face, or even playing with her feet as one guy did, trying to slide his dick between her big toe and the one next to it. All of this the two camera guys professionally and wordlessly filmed, getting in for the most revealing angles, being sure to periodically switch to a shot of her face as she nervously continued to suck cock. In her head, Christy started to justify what was happening. This was good. She came here to be a little slut, and now it was getting fulfilled. If she wasn't willing to commit herself fully to this path then she shouldn't have come at all. As the guys rotated and two different dudes started fucking her, Christy told herself that this was what she deserved for being such a whore at heart, as she obviously was. As the big camera got right between her legs and filmed her little cunt being stretched in 1080p, she felt thankful that this was probably going to ruin her life as she had known it. Everyone should know that this was who she was. They should all know that she let 14 guys fuck her all in one night. The fifth guy got under her and made her ride him cowgirl style. As this was happening, one of the other guys suddenly got behind her and started fiddling with her asshole. Nothing had ever gone in there before. He dipped the head of his cock down toward her soaked pussy and coated his dick in some of her abundant juice that was seeping out, then started slowly easing his cock into her ass. The guy in her pussy had pulled out to allow the other guy a bit of a looser fit. Christy gasped and started panting loudly as he slowly eased his cock into her pristine asshole. After the initial penetration was complete, the rest suddenly slid in surprisingly smoothly. As smooth as it was though, it did not stop it from feeling enormous inside of her. She didn't know how her little asshole could contain all of it without ripping apart, but there it was. He leaned her slightly forward as he fucked her, holding her up by her thin arms behind her so that she wouldn't fall all the way forward, using them to pull himself fully into her every time he thrust forward. Before she had even begun to acclimate to the feeling of dick up her ass, the first guy, the one she had been riding, suddenly put his cock back in her pussy. She made a long, wordless guttural sound. She felt as if the entire lower half of her body contained nothing but cock. It was completely overwhelming. Just a few minutes ago she had never had a penis inside of herself at all, and now here she was getting double penetrated by two well-endowed porn stars. Soon another cock was in her mouth, and she did her best to halfway competently suck it. Christy's First Shoot Ch. 02 Nate's prediction that she wouldn't be able to find another line of work was correct. Christy's porno turned out to be one of the most popular of all time, and soon became one of the most viewed porn videos on the Internet. This was mostly due to the unique nature of it, in which an actual virgin truly lost her innocence on camera. The first day after the experience, Christy had snapped back to reality and realized how awful the situation was, and hoped that somehow the video would just fade away into the depths of the Internet, unnoticed, but this was not to be. Within a week the original video had 50 million views and rapidly rising, and was being rehosted on nearly every porn streaming website. Her real full name, which was revealed in the video, became a keyword when searching for the video, and so she became inextricably linked to it. At least the first 10 pages of results for her name on Google were simply links to the video. Without wanting to, she had within a couple weeks become one of the more recognizable names in the porn industry (under her real name, at that), and she had only done one video. She knew there was no escaping it. It took nine days for her parents to find out. The phone call was very short, involving her father screaming at her and telling her to never bother coming back home, because she was not welcome and was no longer his daughter, and that she had shamed the family name. Given what fundamentalist Christians her parents were, this result was hardly surprising but nevertheless devastating. She also was receiving emails and phone calls from sleazy guys she had only vaguely known and never had much to do with in the past, who were now confident they could just call her up and fuck her now that they had seen her video. She did her best to ignore these. She tried to stave off the inevitable, managing to get a job at a cafe in town, but only three days after hiring her her boss found out about the video and promptly fired her. "I can't be having a well known pornstar working in my restaurant," he had said. "It would be too big of a distraction for the guests and would not exactly be positive publicity." After that, other places refused her upfront after the briefest of background checks. After paying the next month's rent she was completely broke, and had no way of landing another job. Ten minimum wage jobs had rejected her after simply typing her name into the computer. A week before her second month's rent was due, she reluctantly called Steve and Nate back, knowing that it was either this route or the homeless shelter. Steve was very enthusiastic on the phone, glad that she had called. He told her to meet him downtown at his production company's headquarters. That night she shot her second video, for $500. It was a relatively straight forward video with a focus on anal, in which three ripped guys took turns fucking her in the ass and stretching her out with oversized toys. When she was caught sniffling during a break, Steve approached her and told her that she had better get used to being treated rough, as that was the path most people in the industry who were interested in her wanted her to take. The total ravishing of a recently innocent young girl was a big draw for their viewers. He also told her to make the most of it while she was still young, pretty, and in demand. She could expect to have a maybe ten year long career, if she was lucky, and that was it. That night she returned home and sat in a warm bath to try to comfort her raw and sore asshole, but at least she had money to live on now. After that, she began receiving offers from different porn companies almost daily. Apparently Steve's company had forwarded her information on to the rest of the industry. Her second video was also very popular, probably riding on the fame of her first, and plenty of other companies were wanting to get in on the action. She had so many offers that she had to turn several down, but now she had a pretty packed schedule. So she kept making videos. The money was nice, but she also (perhaps as a defense mechanism) slipped back into the comforting feeling of being totally content to be a slut. It made it easier that way. During the heat of her shoots, she usually did feel genuinely excited to be used and displayed on camera, to be fucked like a whore for all the world to see. It was who she really was. She knew that a great number of people who used to know her must be keeping up with her career and watching her videos now, but this knowledge only fueled her in the moment. She almost never used lube on set because her pussy was always genuinely overflowing with juice as she spread her legs for the camera and took dick after dick, knowing that her old classmates, people from places she used to shop at, probably even adult men from her old church, were watching her videos and jacking off to them. Not to mention the millions of strangers too. She sold herself completely to her new persona of public service slut. Within a few months she had starred in dozens of videos. Steve was correct in his prediction that the companies would be trying to pressure her into rougher, more alternative shoots. They all wanted to capitalize on the angle of innocent small town girl turned insatiable slut. She eventually got an agent, Tim. Tim scheduled all her shoots for her, and decided which ones she would be taking or turning down. Tim had a vision for where he wanted her career to go. He suggested that she begin to move away from her old looks - the innocent, elfin girl with long, wavy strawberry hair. Her transformation into a depraved slut should become apparent. With some reluctance she got one of her nostrils pierced at his insistence, followed shortly thereafter by a lip ring and a long, flowery tattoo on her shoulder and down her arm a bit. She continued to be cast in kinky, alternative shoots, and was kept working at a full pace. After a year, Tim had pushed her so far that she was hardly recognizable as who she had been. She had cut off her long, long hair that she had had for so long, dying it black and replacing it with a punkish style in which the sides of her head were buzzed rather short, leaving a fauxhawk (that she usually let hang loose) on top. She had tattoos all over now, including full sleeve tats on her arms and a large mural on her back, some on her legs, hands, and feet, and even two that covered her breasts as flowers emanating from her nipples. She also had many piercings now, including two (or more depending on the day) on her lip, some in her nose, and several on her ears. Her nipples were pierced as well, in addition to the hood of her clitoris. She had definitely come to fill the niche of "edgy alternative girl" in the porn industry. By now she had starred in more than 100 videos, and was frequently recognized on the street. She had realized some time ago that she had only ever in her life had sex on camera - never privately. At first this made her sad, but she pushed it out of her mind by telling herself that her career didn't really allow her any downtime, which was mostly true. She had by now starred in pornos appealing to nearly every fetish - bondage, lesbian, foot videos, bukkake, frequent gangbangs and public nudity shoots. She no longer had any idea how many cocks had been in one or all of her holes, or even how many pussies she had had her face stuffed into. She knew she had really made it when the Fleshlight company asked her to come to their shop so that they could make a detailed mold of her pussy to make a custom Christy Fleshlight. It became the top selling Fleshlight of that year. Somehow, Tim was still pushing her to take her persona further. He wanted her to get tattoos on publicly visible parts of her body that said things like "WHORE" and "TOTAL SLUT." He reiterated that it would be fantastic if fans of hers could watch her history of videos and see her steady progression from innocent virgin all the way to complete, publicly branded and irreversible slut. For the longest time Christy resisted this latest demand, but over time he wore her down. How much could it really matter? She thought. She was already fully committed to this life, and there could never be any going back, even if she wanted to. One day while she was somewhat drunk as well as amped up on coke with some friends she had met in the industry, she took the plunge and went to her regular tattoo shop, but this time asked them to tattoo "CUM" on one eyelid, and "BUCKET" on the other. The pain was immense, but would have been worse if she hadn't been coked up. She admired the work in the mirror afterward, shutting one eye or the other to get a look at the new word there. Not long afterward she got a large stylized tattoo of the word "WHORE" on the front of her neck, almost up under her chin. Tim was thrilled by this. Now, he said, her transformation was complete, and everyone would know how committed she was to being a complete slut. She got a couple more tattoos, including a couple more small ones on her face, such as little hearts and and stars on her temples near her side hairline, as well as an elaborate tattoo of a spread vagina (modeled after a picture of her own) on the side of her neck that stretched from her clavicle to her jawbone, essentially completing a "turtleneck" of tattoos on her throat. To top it all off, she got "FUCK—ME" across her pussy lips, and another "WHORE" spanning her asscheeks and crack, with her butthole forming the "O." She got a lot of positive feedback for the new tattoos. A lot of fans loved the uncompromising sluttiness of them. One day Tim called her and informed her that he would be picking her up in the morning to head to the airport to fly to an undisclosed location for a new shoot he had scheduled her for. He didn't leave any more details than that, but it didn't really make a difference to her anyway. The next morning she walked through the airport terminals with Tim, noting the way people looked at her and her tattoos. She had gotten used to it by now, and even got off a bit to the knowledge that they were judging her harshly and considered her to be a despicable slut. She made sure to make eye contact with people and blink slowly and seductively, leaving her eyelids down just long enough for them to read the words written on them. She wondered how many of these men who were acting so judgmental had jacked off to her videos in private. They ended up being ushered down a flight of stairs directly onto the tarmac, as the porn company had arranged for a personal jet to fly them. Christy still didn't know where they were going, and didn't care much either. She settled in and took a nap nearly as soon as they got on the plane. A few hours later she awoke suddenly. They had obviously reached their destination. Christy was still tired and uninterested, and walked out of the plane and across the tarmac in a sleepy haze, staring mostly down at the ground and going back to sleep as soon as she got in the car that was waiting for them. It was dark out now. She lay against the window with her eyes closed, halfway trying to continue napping. Tim began filling her in on the details. "So we're trying something new for this one. You might want to try waking up and getting energized, because this is going to be a long shoot." Christy groaned, but didn't open her eyes. "Go on..." "Well," Tim said. "We're going with a gangbang theme for this one." Great, Christy thought. Gangbangs always took the longest and were the most involved. "But, it's a little different than your past gangbangs. I think the biggest gangbang you've done in the past was what - 20 guys? Well, there's going to be more this time. A lot more. In fact, we're not even sure how many." That woke her up. She looked at Tim. "What the hell do you mean you don't know how many?" "Well, we're trying something new with this one, like I said. These guys aren't going to be pornstars. They're your fans. We have been advertising the time and location of this shoot in select regions for a while. It's an open invitation - anyone who wants to can come and fuck you. Pretty cool, right?" Christy didn't know what to say. This was super extreme, even for her. She was also somewhat annoyed by Tim's presumption in setting this up without talking to her about it first. "I know it's a lot, but we really think it's going to be a huge video - everyone will be talking about it for years. It will solidify your reputation as the biggest slut of all time, and you'll have the money to show for it." Even after all she had been through, the words still stung some part of her that had been buried deep. The biggest slut of all time. It was true though, and the knowledge still activated that part of her that was deeply, seriously aroused by the fact; the part of her that allowed her to continue doing all these things she had done. This act would indeed confirm her as the biggest slut of all time, and she suddenly felt a wave of filthy pleasure sweep through her as she thought of it, electrifying her loins. She put up no resistance to Tim's plan. They had arrived at their destination. They were behind some seedy looking bar, in a bad part of some town. She still hadn't really looked out the windows up to this point, so she wasn't sure of where the really even were. They got out of the car and went through the back door of the bar. The place was empty, and all the chairs and tables had been cleared out of the main room, presumably in order to make room for her historic gangbang. "There's already a huge line of guys outside," Tim told her. "And more are on their way. We just have to set up and then let them in. The guys are all really excited to meet you. Here, start out in this." He directed her to a stockade of sorts that required her to lay on her back and raise her legs up as far as she could back toward her head. She had always been flexible, but had also begun doing rigorous yoga and stretching exercises ever since her porn career began so that she could pull off stunts like this. She got completely nude and situated herself into the contraption. She stretched her legs straight back so that her feet were up near her head, then they closed the stockade, locking her neck, legs, and wrists into the same piece of wood. This left her pussy and ass upturned and completely exposed. Tim and a production assistant suddenly started situating a banner in place up above her. It read: "CHRISTY ADKINSON'S HOMETOWN REUNION! (Condoms optional)." The reality of what was happening hit her. She hadn't noticed when they were driving in because of her napping and the strange route they had taken, but they were in her hometown. Her hometown, where only a few thousand people lived, and everyone knew everyone. The place she had left as an innocent, Christian virgin, she was now back at as a complete, fully degraded slut. She realized that Tim had advertised her homecoming opportunity to this region specifically, in a months long campaign, in order to capture her true humiliation for a video. Before she could even feel furious though, the doors opened and the crown surged in. Most of the people were wearing masks, so as not to be recognized by other people, but some didn't bother. They crowd stopped right before her, forming a small semi circle as they looked at the young girl they had once known, now transformed beyond recognition, her body, complete with its obscene tattoos, crudely presented for them to fuck. Some seemed to have difficulty believing it was really her. Many seemed to be fixated on her smooth pussy lips reading "FUCK ME" on either side of her hole which was now always slightly agape even as its neutral state. Slowly, people began crowding right around her, and circling around back to take a look at her face, as if to confirm her identity. Suddenly music began blasting; a booming, repetitive bassline seemed designed to encourage a fucking rhythm. The beat seemed to encourage the crowd to begin their anonymous defiling of this young girl most had once known in some capacity. Hands began running over every inch of her body. An assistant came forward and began rubbing oil all over her body, and was about to start pouring lube into her pussy when he noticed that she was already soaking wet there. Someone easily slid each of his index fingers into her slightly agape pussy and pulled it apart, stretching her loose cunt open as wide as he could. Finally some masked man pulled out his engorged cock and started fucking her throat with it. This seemed to encourage everyone else, and then all bets were off. Bound and completely immobile, Christy powerlessly endured the onslaught of hands, dicks, and balls enveloping her. The crowd was driven by a surprisingly potent lust, as if they were all taking out years of sexual frustration on her. For many, certainly, the satisfaction of anonymously fucking this girl they'd known for so long brought out the true sexual beasts within them, and they performed without restraint. The clamor all about her was such that no one man could continue fucking any one hole for too long before someone else pushed him out. Oftentimes she would find that someone would manage to squeeze a finger into one of her holes even as that hole was being fucked by someone else's dick. People fucking her mouth did not bother to penetrate only to a reasonable depth; many shoved their entire packages into her distended throat, using their fingers to pack their balls in as well. Only Christy's considerable practice in porn allowed her to keep from being completely overwhelmed. Most men climaxed rather quickly, leading to a high turnover rate. The line was huge, spilling out of the bar and wrapping away to God knows where. It almost seemed as if most of the men in town had come. Christy's body was slick with semen. It ran freely from all of her holes and covered all of her skin. It globbed in her hair. Eventually she was removed from the stockade and brought to the middle of the floor for easier access. The crowd enveloped her like starving wolves devouring a lamb. The line kept moving. At any given moment there were three or more cocks in her, except in those times when someone instead chose to fist her pussy or ass, both of which had become well-suited to the task. People pulled on her nipple piercings. Profane comments spewed forth constantly, insulting her loose holes or congratulating her for coming out as the whore they'd always known she was deep inside. True small-town nastiness. Despite everything, Christy found herself cumming almost continually. It was terrible, but it was the ultimate fulfillment of her deepest masochistic desires, her ultimate debasing. At one point, probably over an hour into the shoot, one condom-wearing young man began fucking her with less of an appetite than the others were, almost with a solemness to him. He leaned in and said something into her ear, and it was then that she realized it was her one boyfriend she had ever had, the one to whom she had scared away with her virginal indecisiveness. What a different world it was now. She had once thought that he would be the first (and only) man to sleep with her. Now it was finally happening, and he was maybe the 400th, although that was just a very rough ballpark guess. The true number could be much higher, especially after tonight. Finally he pulled out of her, tore off the condom and ejaculated directly onto her face, and then immediately left, almost as if he were simply completing some unpleasant task that he had no choice in. She wished she could say something to him, but already another man was laying on top of her and entering the pussy he had just vacated. The gangbang continued until morning. Christy, despite the horror of the setting, performed admirably for the first several hours, her professionalism even then masking her true emotions. Eventually she was too exhausted to really have much charisma, but even then the seemingly endless line of men had their way with her. Even all the members of the film crew had each eventually taken a turn in her, which was a first for her. Tim fucked her as well, although she noted that he wore a condom. When the first light of the sun began showing in the sky they finally shut the doors and turned away those few who were still waiting. Christy lay on the floor in a daze, unable to stand. Despite the copious amounts of lube that had been administered throughout the night, her pussy and ass and throat were unbelievably sore, too much even for her masochistic streak. Christy's First Shoot Ch. 02 It took Christy several days to recover. She was not even able to walk properly until three days later. She fired Tim as her agent, determining that this was the final straw. Still, the video produced from that night was hugely popular, and propelled her to even greater porn stardom. According to the tallies her crew was keeping, she fucked over 980 guys that night, making it the largest documented gangbang in history. Despite all the walls she had built up, and the depraved lengths she had already gone to before this, she still hoped that her family would not find out about this one, although she knew that that was next to impossible. She was a hometown hero. Christy's First Shoot "That's what we like to see," Nate said as the cameramen got good angles on the action. "Completely filled in all three holes. Plugged up and watertight. I bet you'd make a decent sailboat right now!" Some of the guys laughed. After a minute the guy under her pulled out, dragging a thick string of pussy mucous from her hole as he withdrew, and he was quickly replaced by a new guy. They continued triple fucking her like this for quite a while, each guy getting a couple minutes in at each of her holes then trading out with a new guy. After a little bit all 14 men had fucked her, and most had gotten a couple goes, trying a new hole each time. She awkwardly jacked off a cock with each hand as she got stuffed, at Steve's command, in an effort to please as many guys at once as possible. As each hole was getting drilled, her hands, clammy and sweaty from nervousness, slid up and down the shafts of the fourth and fifth men. At one point while this was happening, one guy got in and sucked her left nipple as another did her right, and two other guys sucked on her toes or rubbed their cocks in between them. A second cock stuffed into her mouth alongside the first made ten total guys all at once that she was managing to pleasure. The other four men stroked their cocks alongside and waited for another turn of their own. The scene lasted about another 45 minutes. They fucked her in every way and every position imaginable, making sure to get every clear, closeup exploitative shot they could. Christy gradually began giving in to the pure depravity of the situation, eventually completely accepting her new role as a total whore, a mere set of wet fuckholes for strangers, presented on camera for countless strangers to jack off to. Her juices ran freely, and more than once her pussy issued a genuine squirt. The cocks felt right inside of her, and she began to feel incomplete in those moments when one of her holes was temporarily vacated. She more willingly faced the camera directly, clearly and openly displaying her face. It was still red with shame, she could not help that, but she took a perverse satisfaction in the shame, and wanted everyone to know of it. She was a whore, and she felt like she didn't deserve to hide it. When Nate instructed a couple guys at one point to lift her up, spread her legs and stretch open her pussy for the camera, she cooperated fully. They spread her now well used hole as wide as they could, allowing the camera to see all the way back to her cervix. She presented her face straight to the camera during this shot, and at Nate's direction gladly repeated "I'm such a filthy whore, I'll let anyone use my holes." The finale involved her laying on her back on the ground as Steve got on top of her and pounded away, solo this time, at her raw pussy. As he did this, each of the other guys went forward and finished directly on her face. After the first three loads were dropped, they removed her glasses and she looked straight at the camera with her big blue eyes, a big wad of jizz clinging to her right eye lid and coagulating in her eyelashes, which twitched under the weight as she blinked. Two more guys shot their thick, white cum onto her face, and the semen that was piling up there jiggled visibly as Steve pounded her. In total, ten of the fourteen men came on her face, which resulted in her being almost completely hidden behind a mask of the stuff. The other four, including Steve, finished inside of her pussy, one after the other, their own semen running in a thick river from her cunt. For the final shot, they had Christy carefully move and sit on the edge of the couch, with her legs spread wide, getting in close with the cameras on her red, pulsing gash. Nate rummaged through her purse and pulled out her driver's license, then stuck it right onto her forehead, where it was plastered and held in place by the cum. The cameraman of course got a closeup of her face for this, showing her once pretty face absolutely covered in cum, with her first and last name and all personal details revealed right on the card in the same shot. Christy again smiled nervously and waved at the camera. Steve took her license off her forehead and used it to scrape as much of the jizz off of her face as he could into her mouth for her to swallow. "This video is going to be HUGE!" Nate exclaimed, "A real gangbang of a virgin will be a hot draw. Hope you're OK with us putting your real name and info out there like this, we find that it is better to be honest with our viewers about who the sluts are that they're checking out. This video should be edited and online later tonight. Maybe we can shoot another scene in the future babe! After all, it might be the only line of work really available to you from now on." Christy knew he was right. With her real name present, there was no way she would be able to hide this video from anyone. It would probably become the first result on the Internet if you searched for her name. And yet, she decided she was OK with that.