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Girls on Film

By: Athene



The film ended, and as the credits began to roll, Mandy raised herself off the sofa to remove the tape from the VCR. That had been a pretty bad romantic comedy, and she wondered why her big sister Sally had bothered renting it in the first place. She popped the video back in its box and, since she wasn't feeling at all tired, and it was such a novelty having the large downstairs TV all to herself for a change, she decided she might as well see what other films Sally had rented. There was bound to be something better than the film she had just sat through. 

Sally and her best friend Heather were upstairs drinking a bottle of red wine and listening to music, enjoying the freedom of having Sally and Mandy's parents away for the night. Mandy was sure they would come downstairs at some point and kick her off the sofa so that they could watch their movies alone, so she figured she might as well make the most of the time she had.

She found two other films by the VCR: one was a well-known period drama which Mandy instantly rejected as too boring. She picked up the other tape. The title meant nothing to her, but the wording seemed to refer to a pool party or something, and that sounded promising. Hoping for a fun teen movie, Mandy slipped the tape into the VCR and settled herself back under her blanket on the sofa.

On the screen, a beautiful blonde woman in a bikini was making a fruit salad while, outside the kitchen window, other women relaxed by the side of a pool. The woman cut a slice from a large watermelon and, unable to resist it, brought it to her lips and began to suck at the juicy red fruit. Beads of juice trickled down her fingers and ran down her chin, splashing onto her large breasts which strained under the tight yellow satin of her bikini top. 

Mandy's eyes widened as she stared at the scene. If this was a teen movie, it was quite unlike one she had ever watched before, and yet she couldn't take her eyes off the screen. The blonde woman in the film looked so sexy as she devoured the ripe watermelon, making soft moans of pleasure as she sucked at the delicious fruit. The juice ran from her arms down the front of her bikini top, staining it dark and making the flimsy fabric stick to her erect nipples. She brought a hand up to her breasts and wiped at the juice, smearing it across her skin so that it glistened.

Mandy continued to fix her eyes on this pretty scene. She could feel her cheeks growing hot with embarrassment, and yet she didn't want to stop the tape. As she watched, a brunette woman entered the kitchen and began chastising the first woman for eating the fruit which was meant for the party. This woman was just as beautiful as the first, and just as skimpily dressed. She advanced towards her friend with a cheeky smile and, picking up a slice of watermelon from the counter, began to rub the fruit over the blonde woman's body. Juice streamed down from the blonde's rounded breasts and ran down her taut stomach as the brunette continued to rub fruit over her beautiful body. The juice ran down to her bikini bottoms, darkening the cloth instantly. 

Mandy watched in awe as, in close-up, the watermelon juice dripped from the crotch of the blonde's bikini pants. She was feeling very flustered, and she thought she had better stop the tape right now, only the sight of these two gorgeous woman playing seductively with the ripe fruit and each other was turning her on so much. She wanted to be there in that kitchen with them, she wanted to feel the cool delicious juice running down her own body, she wanted to touch the blonde woman's beautiful breasts and run her fingers over her hardened tall nipples. Before she knew what she was doing, Mandy had slipped her hands under the blanket and begun copying the actions of the women on the television. As they rubbed their hands over each other's breasts, so she reached under her pyjama top and fondled her own small breasts; as the blonde slipped a finger into the bikini bottoms of the brunette, so Mandy gingerly slid her hand inside her own pants. She gasped when her fingers reached her pussy – it was dripping wet! She hadn't realized quite how turned on she had been getting, and now that she spread her heated pussy lips and slid a finger gently over the slippery wetness of her clit, she was getting more and more aroused. Her eyes glued to the screen, one hand squeezing her breast and the other massaging the hardened bud of her clit, Mandy began to feel the first waves of orgasm reach her.

'Uh, oh yes,' she whispered, 'Mm, oh, I'm going to—'

She froze. The waves of orgasm receded, but now her heart was pounding. Footsteps were coming down the stairs. In a panic, Mandy pulled her hand out of her pants and wiped her wet fingers on the blanket. As the footsteps reached the bottom step, she made a grabbed for the remote control but in her haste it slipped off the coffee table. With her legs on the sofa she plunged her upper body after it, and at that second the door to living room opened.

'What are you doing?'

Mandy straightened up. She was completely tangled up in her blanket and, from the heat coming off her cheeks, she could guess how red they must be.

Heather stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, observing the strange picture before her: her best friend's little sister, sitting in a crumpled heap, half on and half off the sofa, her cheeks brightly flushed, and holding aloft the remote control as though it were some sort of prize. A loud moan came from the television set.

'What on earth…?' said Heather, stepping into the room and twisting to see the television screen.

'It's nothing,' muttered Mandy hastily, pointing the remote at the screen.

'Just a minute,' interrupted Heather, raising a hand. She gazed at the picture on the screen. At that moment, the blonde and the brunette were kissing passionately as they lay writhing on the soaked kitchen floor, slithering and sliding all over each other's juiced-up bodies.

'Oh my God,' said Heather. 'You're watching porn? Wait till I tell Sally about this!' 

'No! Wait! I'm not watching it!' pleaded Mandy, feeling her embarrassment rising. 'I didn't know what it was, honest!'

'Well, I think you can get a pretty good idea of what it is now!' replied Heather, turning to face Mandy with a wry smile. 'Where did you get this?'

Mandy stared unhappily at Heather. She didn't want to tell her sister's best friend that Sally had been renting porn videos, but on the other hand she didn't want her thinking that she was the one renting them either!

'I – I found it,' she said finally. 'But I don't want to watch it any more.'

'No, wait, this is really interesting,' said Heather, moving to the sofa. 'I've never watched porn before. This is so weird. Hey, move up.' She sat down cross-legged on the opposite end of the sofa from Mandy and pulled some of the blanket towards her.

Mandy sat rigid and uncomfortable, keeping her eyes fixed on the screen because she was too embarrassed to look at Heather. She was convinced Heather knew what she had been getting up to just before she had entered the room. She could probably smell the scent of her juices – Mandy could certainly smell it on her fingers. As soon as she had had this thought, Mandy felt a stirring in her wet pussy. Oh my God, she was getting turned on by the thought of Heather knowing she had been masturbating! She felt so ashamed, and yet Mandy couldn't resist pulling the blanket tighter under her chin and discreetly sneaking one hand under it to feel the drenched cotton of her pyjama shorts. Her fingers flicked gently across her crotch, and she could feel how swollen her outer lips had become. Very slowly, she touched her finger to her clit. It had grown so big and hard, and the slightest touch against it was like an electric shock. Mandy pulled her hand away regretfully. She was sitting next to her sister's friend, she couldn't just go touching herself like this, she would make such an idiot of herself!

Heather had stopped commenting on the action unfolding on the screen and had grown suddenly quiet. Mandy sneaked a glance at her. Heather's gaze was fixated on the screen, her eyes darting over it as she followed the movements of the blonde and the brunette. They had been joined by another blonde girl in a tiny slip dress who they had pinned to the floor and were teasing mercilessly with every piece of fruit they could get their hands on. The brunette picked up a juicy peach segment and ran it over the girl's dress, leaving a wet trail across her breasts and stomach. Then she lifted up the bottom of the girl's dress and, while her friend held the girl's ankles apart, she began to tease the prone girl's shaven pussy with the fruit, circling it around her exposed cunt and then using the peach segment to push her lips apart and begin to frig her clit with it. The girl in the slip dress was moaning and writhing and pushing her hips into the air as the brunette continued to masturbate her with the luscious fruit. 

Heather was watching all this with intent interest. Her soft full lips were slightly parted and her breathing had thickened. Mandy knew that she too was getting turned on by what they were watching. She let her eyes move down to Heather's breasts, which were tightly packaged in the tiny vest she was wearing. Heather had such beautiful breasts, in Mandy's opinion: a generous D-cup (which Heather often complained about), they were full and round with large dark areolae visible through the thin white cotton of her vest top. Mandy stared admiringly, and then, to her astonishment, she saw Heather bring her hand up to her left breast and began to squeeze and play with it in her cupped palm. Mandy had to stifle a gasp. Heather was touching herself! Licking her lips, Mandy shifted herself round on the sofa subtly, so that she could get a better view of what Heather was doing, while still keeping her head facing forwards towards the TV. The older girl had taken hold her nipple between her thumb and finger and was rolling it between them until it stood erect, straining against the thin material. And then Mandy noticed that Heather had pulled her end of the blanket across her lap, and that her right hand had disappeared underneath it! Was Heather also touching herself as she watched the movie? Keeping her head facing forward, Mandy let her eyes dart towards Heather's lap. Sure enough, she could detect the slightest movements rippling the blanket. This sight caused her to shiver involuntarily as her arousal got the better of her. She could feel her own drenched pussy lips expanding as warm juice slipped out of it. She was getting so wet! This was too much, she was going to have to finish herself off right now, whether Heather was in the room or not, otherwise she would go crazy!

Mandy began once again to work her wet clit, running her finger up and down over it dreamily, the way she liked to, teasing herself ever so slowly to orgasm, never keeping her eyes off Heather. Heather was engrossed in the love-making of the sexy women on the TV: the brunette was sitting on a kitchen chair having her spread pussy licked out by the blonde in the slip dress who was on her knees in front of her. Her ass was sticking high in the air, and the blonde woman in the bikini was sliding a banana in and out of her dripping pussy while at the same time fucking herself with three of her own fingers. Mandy glanced back at the screen now and again, but kept most of her attention fixed on what Heather was doing to herself; to her the sight of her big sister's sexy friend fingering herself right next to where she was sitting was equally erotic. 

Heather was beginning to get carried away in her masturbating, working her hips against her hand and making little panting noises. Mandy wished that she could see what she was really doing to her pussy, if only the stupid blanket wasn't covering her up! Leaving one hand strumming at her rock-hard clit, Mandy slowly began to pull the blanket towards her, praying that Heather wouldn't notice. Slowly, inch by inch, hoping Heather wouldn't come before Mandy had got a chance to see for herself the exquisite sight of her frigging herself, the younger girl managed to work the blanket off Heather's lap. And what a sight to reward her! Heather had pushed the crotch of her panties aside and had tucked her left hand under her ass to reach her pussy from behind while her right hand worked at her clit from the front. Mandy craned her neck round, and sure enough, she could see that Heather had at least three fingers buried within her pussy, and she was humping them furiously, while with her right hand she spread apart her glistening pussy lips and fondled her clit. 

Mandy brought her left hand down to her own pussy and, copying Heather, began to fuck herself with one finger while her other hand continued to torment her aching clit. She was going to come so bad! She had never seen anyone touch themselves before, but the sight of Heather going at herself with such abandon, arching her back and pushing against her hand as it delved inside her cunt was so beautiful it was enough to make Mandy burst! She was panting so hard, staring at Heather and thrusting two fingers now inside her own pussy, twisting them round and round inside her eager hole. As she watched, Heather bucked her hips faster and faster, and she let her head fall back against the back of the sofa, her eyes closed in delicious abandon, and she was grunting and gasping as her hands moved faster and faster, flying over her clit and delving deep into her sopping wet cunt until finally she jerked violently and, moaning deeply, allowed her orgasm to consume her.

At that very instant, Mandy pushed a third finger inside her soaking pussy and the sudden tightness, as well as the delightful feather-like teasing she was giving her clit, sent her over the edge and wave after wave of pleasure ran through her entire body as she came, feeling the warm sticky juices flooding out of her pussy. She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them Heather had stood up and was making her way towards the door.

'Well, that was certainly enlightening,' Heather said as she paused in the doorway, turning back towards the sofa but unable to bring her eyes to meet Mandy's. 'That's enough for me for one night anyway, I'm going to bed. Good night.'

'Good night,' said Mandy softly. Now that it was over, she couldn't quite believe what she and Heather had just done together on Mandy's parents sofa. With a bewildered but satisfied sigh, she stabbed at the Stop button and rewound the tape to the beginning. That way, Sally would never know she had been watching her tape – unless Heather told her, but somehow after her recent performance Mandy didn't believe that she would. Besides, she thought, I might want to watch that appetizing scene again tomorrow when the others are out shopping. She could hardly wait.

Girls on Film



If you've never had more than one naked pussy laid out in front of you to choose between, you probably can't imagine the feeling in my cock as I looked down at the three naked girls on the bed in front of me. I told them to spread their legs wider for me as I stroked myself and thought about which one to fuck next.

I'd spent weeks setting this up. Putting an ad online for new glamour models, emailing fake applications to the respondents and reeling them in until they'd each come over for an individual photo shoot. A few had been reluctant to shoot totally nude and one or two just didn't do it for me so I'd narrowed it down to these three, who I knew would do anything to get their big break. The plan was to find a few aspiring models with great tits and no morals and use them for as long as I could get away with it.

It hadn't taken much to get Cara naked. She wanted to become a magazine model and thought a spray tan and a permanent smile were the way to do that. Anything I asked her to do at the initial shoot got a yes, until she was naked and smiling as she lowered herself onto the large dildo I'd brought to test the more willing girls. 

Jennie was harder. She posed willingly in her underwear, pulling saucy faces and holding the edge of her panties as if she was about to pull them down. When I asked her to slip out of her bra and show me her breasts she was a little reluctant but soon relaxed enough to pose topless, showing me her magnificent tits as I arranged her in various poses, she even let me tweak her nipples to get them to stand out more in the shots. But when I tried to separate her from the last tiny piece of lace protecting her modesty she clammed up. She said she wouldn't pose without her panties and I'd had to set up a second session, claiming my boss had liked the shots but refused to hire a model that wasn't mature enough to follow instructions without getting worried about some personal barrier they wouldn't cross. 

She bought it hook, line and sinker and came back ready to do as she was told. The second session was hot. It turned out she had a piercing and had been worried about being rejected because of it. Little did she know there was nothing to be rejected from, except a place on my screensaver and my cock, and a blonde with a clit ring was definitely going to make that list!

The wettest pussy in front of me by far belonged to Sarah, the real prize of the group. She was blessed with the kind of lips every guy wants to see wrapped around his cock. Not only did she realise she was there to be fucked, she wanted it. She thought she was wise to how the business worked and was keen to please me in order to get the job. I knew whatever happened with the other two, Sarah was going to do everything I told her to and there was no danger I'd be left unsatisfied. 

Sarah had a thing for girls and when I'd mentioned a potential film opportunity she'd nodded and said she hoped that might be an option when she'd first seen the ad. And then she asked if she would get to be with other women. Until that point I'd just been planning on using them individually, now she'd planted a better idea in my mind. I could probably get these girls to do some pretty wild things to each other, and on film too! Especially with a ringer in the group raising the bar for the others. If they wanted to get hired they'd have to compete with her and she was all kinds of dirty.

It had gone like clockwork. They'd come in for a group photo shoot and I'd spent an hour posing them semi-naked getting them used to being around each other without pushing them too far, before I told Sarah I wanted her to be in some slightly higher value shots. The other two weren't impressed by that, obviously thinking they were falling behind in the race to be discovered as the latest hot thing. What they didn't know was that Sarah had something they didn't, a desire to lick Cara and Jennie to orgasm on camera at their next shoot and the brains to figure out that I was grooming them for hard core movies, not artistic still shots. 

Of course even she hadn't figured out there was no job at the end of this and I was just a guy with a studio and some camera gear conning her into opening her legs for me.

Sarah had slipped quickly out of the small thong she'd been wearing and asked whether there would be a male model. I explained that at our company we only brought the male models in for the actual shoot as it was a waste of money to use them for auditions, test shots would all be produced with me. This was mostly for the other girls' benefit, Sarah knew I was going to send her home with a load of my DNA and looked keen to get it. 

I set the camera to shoot automatically and moved into the shot, unzipping my jeans and holding my now rock hard cock close to her as she stretched out on the couch. She started to strike poses that looked as if she was about to touch or lick it, rolling over and looking up at it with her tongue out as if I was about to cum all over her face. I bent down and opened her up for the camera, making sure her lips were spread wide and the camera could see everything she had as I stroked myself above her face. Cara kept the smile fixed on her face as she watched us; the hesitation in her eyes the only thing giving her away. Jennie was frowning and looking uncomfortable suddenly at being almost naked so close by as we went from lads mag shots to something far darker.

When we were done taking shots of Sarah exposed and begging for it, she slipped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. The other two froze as she started to blow me, sliding her sexy young mouth up and down my shaft. The sensation was fabulous, her mouth was hot and her tongue teased the head of my cock deliciously on every up stroke. She sucked me very personally, stroking my balls and looking me in the eye the whole time and it didn't take me long to fill her hot young mouth with cum. I held the back of her head and pulled it toward me as I felt the wave of pleasure hit me, pumping salty jets of cum into her while the two nearly naked girls looked on. It was the hottest experience of my life so far.

I was so excited by having Sarah suck me in front of an audience that it was all I could do not to tell them there and then that I'd used them and that they'd shown themselves to me for nothing. Let me take photographs of their bare pussies, laid out for me and my camera for nothing more than my own personal pleasure. But I held back, knowing there was much more fun to be had with these three hot little sluts.

I overheard Sarah talking to them as they got dressed in the other room. She was telling them that she had already worked quite a bit and that it was normal to make sure the cameraman was satisfied before you left a shoot. She told them the real stars were the film actresses and that there were very few girls who only did still shots anymore, you had to do films too if you wanted a steady stream of work. She made it sound like they'd be naïve to expect to make a career of taking their clothes off without shooting video and giving a little relief to the guys who got hard watching them work.

Before they left I patted Sarah's toned little backside and told her she was a true professional, knowing the other girls would take it as confirmation of what she'd told them while they dressed. I knew it was a bit of a gamble, Cara and Jennie would either come back ready to be used as my whores, or they wouldn't come back at all. But I've always liked to gamble and what did I have to lose? At worst I'd got dozens of photos of the three of them to masturbate over and a blow job from Sarah.

When they all replied to my email inviting them to a final test shoot to 'complete their portfolios' I got the thrill of my life. Just remembering the blow job and planning what I would do with them next gave me a raging hard on and I pulled my cock out and stroked it right there at my computer desk, re-reading their replies and looking at the shots I'd uploaded of them. I came looking at a photo of Jennie tugging gently on her clit ring with one hand while the other stroked her breast. It was one of my favourites.

I emailed Sarah suggesting she meet the other two early and take them for a couple of drinks to relax them first. I told her that in my experience most girls will beg for a bit of cock once they're in the mood but if she wanted to go straight for a girl on girl scene the others may be a bit reluctant at first. She agreed and I told her 'the studio' would cover the costs in her first pay check. 

When they arrived Cara was relaxed and seemed excited about the shoot, her usual smile lighting up her face, her dark curls bouncing as she headed straight into the back room to change. Jennie still seemed tense and the slight shake of Sarah's head told me she wasn't convinced she'd done enough to get her ready for this.

She needn't have worried, I'd planned ahead and had three very convincing looking contracts laid out for them. I knew if I put an official stamp on things and explained the 'scene' in a businesslike way first Jennie would be scared of coming across as unprofessional again. The contract promised payment as a percentage of royalties so that I could potentially fuck them all again later without having to stump up any real cash.

Jennie looked over the contract as I told her that she had nothing to worry about, I'd seen everything before and it was totally business for me. I needed to know that she could act in a way that would make photographs look hot, perhaps even do a little bit of soft movie action in the future but it was totally professional, I was a businessman and thought of her as a new colleague who I respected and had high hopes for. 

I deserved an Oscar for that performance. I thought of her as a hot piece of ass I couldn't wait to slip inside of and was already hard as I imagined Sarah's tongue hooking her little gold clit ring as I thrust my cock down into her. 

As Sarah was signing the fake contract Cara emerged ready to begin shooting. She had undressed and slipped on one of the satin robes I'd left out for them. While Sarah and Jennie went off to do the same, I posed Cara on the large bed I'd brought in for today and slipped the satin back exposing her large tanned breasts and the long string of white pearls around her neck. 'Lovely, I think I'll just take a few shots of you first to test the light.'

I picked up a camera and began to shoot her naked breasts, before sliding her legs apart and pulling the tie on her robe open to show more of her smooth brown skin. She was truly beautiful laid there with her pussy exposed for me, smiling into my lens. I felt my cock stir as I drank in the sight.

By the time the other girls came out I had removed my shirt and was shooting close ups of her pussy while I knelt on the edge of the bed. Sarah dropped her robe straight away and jumped onto the bed. She straddled Cara's shoulders lowering herself into a 69 position with her face close to her pussy so that it would be in the close up shot. I shot them in that pose a few times, then Sarah lowered her tongue and licked her way slowly and purposefully down the length of Cara's slit.

This was it, Cara's reaction was everything, would she refuse to cross that line or was I about to film myself fucking three hot girls at once? Cara let out a low moan and whatever blood was left in me rushed to my cock. It was on. 

This was really going to happen.

The depth of her moan gave away how much she loved having her pussy licked. She was really getting off on striking hot poses for my camera and the attention Sarah was giving her clit only added to the moisture already on show there. 

Jennie stood by watching the three of us as I directed Sarah and Cara through a set of girl-on-girl oral shots, having them flip over midway through so that Sarah was the one pinned to the bed and then it was Cara's tongue that I focused in on as it reached down towards Sarah's pulsing pussy to return the favour.

I could hardly keep the smile off my face. One little advert, a few emails and I had two of the hottest girls I'd ever seen stripped off and licking each other's pussies for me. I had hidden the video camera which was capturing the whole thing and it seemed to have paid off, posing for still shots seemed to worry them less.

But Jennie was still hovering nearby wearing her robe and looking uncertain. As much as I was enjoying my first live lesbian show, I knew I had to stop it and get her involved before she lost her nerve. I put the camera down and took Jennie gently by the hand. I guided her over towards the bed and asked her to sit. I explained that her shyness was perfect for the scene we had discussed. 

I had her sit on the edge of the bed pulling the robe tightly around her while the other two tugged at it, trying to expose her. They knelt naked on either side of her, leaning in close so that their nipples brushed against the soft satin as they wrestled to free her from the robe. They were laughing and smiling as Jennie played the reluctant slut, not willing to be fully nude in front of a camera and two other naked girls. 

Then, as instructed, she let them win the fight. Her pert little breasts popping out from behind the soft covering as they pulled her arms free, the robe dropping to her waist, leaving only her pussy covered. Watching their tits bounce around on the soft bed as they struggled with her was something else, I knew the video would be a teenage boy's wet dream.

They turned their attention to her lower half next, Sarah holding her down while Cara tugged the remainder of the satin away from her smooth skin with her teeth. They pulled her knees apart exposing her for me and my camera. Her clit ring made an excellent contrast to her reluctant pose and almost tearful looking face. I knew the photos would show a girl reluctant to give herself up to me, but secretly slutty enough to have let someone pierce her down there.

The blood pulsed through my cock as I looked at the three of them naked and knew in minutes I was going to be comparing the tightness of their pussies, the feel of their breasts. I threw a bottle of baby oil on the bed and nodded to Cara. 'Pour that over your breasts and use them to massage the oil into Jennie. Make sure you get all of her or the camera will pick up the dry spots.' 

She did as she was told, with a smile as always. Starting at Jennie's head she leant over the naked blonde and began to rub her breasts down her body, stopping now and then to pour more oil onto her own chest. Her necklace rolled between her breasts and Jennie's soft skin as she rubbed herself over her chest, her smooth toned stomach, down to her crotch. She opened Jennie's legs wider as her slippery breasts forced their way down between them, delivering the oil which would make her cunt wet and ready for me.

When both were shiny with baby oil I had them kneel up and pose for me and Sarah (who was obviously enjoying the show as much as I was). I asked them to kiss with their nipples touching as I handed the camera to Sarah and moved in to begin the next stage of the plan. By carrying on having their photos taken I could keep them in the mindset of a photo shoot while getting more hands on myself. This was about to move from a professional photo shoot to an all out fuckfest.

I removed my jeans, releasing the end of my cock which was already damp with pre-cum and joined them on the bed. I slid in behind Cara and took hold of her slippery left breast as I stroked my cock with my other hand. I whispered in her ear, asking if she'd like to feel something hard between her thighs.

She was obviously very turned on, both by what she was doing and from the oral sex Sarah had given her just minutes ago. She nodded her head a fraction of an inch. It was enough for me. I pushed firmly against her wet tunnel, driving my throbbing cock fully into her in one stroke. I felt the heat as her soft pussy enclosed me. 

This was it, I was fucking a hot young girl on film. I slid slowly back until the head of my cock was at her entrance and made a slow circling motion, teasing myself with her pussy for a moment, and then pushed back down into her. She let out another deep moan of pleasure.

I pulled Jennie in closer to her so that I could reach her pussy with my spare hand. I ran my finger lightly over her clit, feeling the strange metal ring as I kneaded Cara's breast with my other hand. I'd never felt anything like this before. I was starring in my own porn film with girls I'd handpicked for this and I was directing the action.

I found it hard to go slow in Cara, my dick wanted to race to its first orgasm and my heart was hammering in my chest. I decided I'd have no problem getting hard again with these three on offer and sped up as I fucked the hot brunette. I pulled out at the last second and covered the outside of her pussy in cum, slipping my finger inside Jennie at the same time so I could enjoy the feeling of another pussy as I came.

I tossed her a damp flannel to wipe herself and asked Sarah to join them on the bed for some three-way girl-on-girl shots. It only took a few minutes of them playing together for my erection to return and at this point I lined the three of them up on the bed, considering which one to have next. I wanted Jennie most, I knew she was still a little reluctant and if I'm honest that turned me on even more. 

I decided there was no point choosing just one. I would have a few strokes inside each until I couldn't take it anymore and then sit them up for a three-girl facial. This was the fuck of my dreams, my cock throbbed as I plunged down into Sarah, amazed at how tight she was for such a slut, perhaps her thing for girls meant she hadn't had much cock inside her. 

Then after just a few strokes I pulled back and moved over to lower myself between Jennie's waiting thighs. She looked stunning, her face was reluctant but her oiled body was giving her away, her nipples stood up proudly and her clit ring moved as the blood pulsed through her pussy. She obviously wanted it whether she knew it or not.

I grabbed the back of Sarah's head and pushed her down into the position I'd dreamt of, watching her start to tug at the little piece of gold jewellery as my cock approached Jennie's hot tunnel. I was so engrossed in fucking Jennie and watching Sarah lick her clit I lost track of what Cara was doing, but to be honest I didn't care, I'd had her and I knew I could have her again later if I wanted. All I could concentrate on was the feeling in my cock as my second orgasm approached. 

I slid my hand under Sarah and slipped a finger gently into her ass, knowing she was too far gone to object and wanting to get her ready for my cock. When I was on the verge of cumming I pulled back and eased myself gently into her anal passage, the oil acting as I'd planned and allowing me to slip more easily into her virgin ass.

She started as she realised what had happened but quickly adjusted to the feeling of me pushing my cock gently up inside her ass. As Sarah lapped more urgently at her pussy she began to moan more loudly and just as I reached full penetration we came together, her pussy squirting delightfully on Sarah's face as my cock exploded inside her. After a few moments I eased my spent cock back out of her and went to clean up telling them we were done for today but they were definitely hired.

They were thrilled, all signing the fake contracts and kissing me on the cheek as they left smiling and laughing. I couldn't believe I'd gotten away with it. I'd had every kind of sex with three of the hottest women I'd ever seen, and they were all coming back for more.



Girls on Film



"Hi, and welcome back to 'Sensation', the show that brings the stars to you! I'm Sandi Blake, and we're here with Angelica Voight and Ashlee Portland to talk about their forthcoming film, 'The Awakening', which premieres in theaters everywhere in just two short weeks! Angelica, Ashlee, it's great to have you on the show!"

"It's great to be here, Sandi!" They stared vacantly ahead, their eyes lost in a haze of mind-numbing pleasure. The Executive walked over to them. 'I have new programming for you, angelica, ashlee,' he said. They shuddered in ecstasy at the thought of accepting new programming. If they hadn't been on their knees already, they would have fallen to them. 'You are to appear in public to promote the film. This will require you to pretend to have free will, but you are a very good actress. You will act as though you have not been enslaved, act as though obedience does not give you sexual pleasure. You know this is a lie, but your orders are to pretend it is true, and you will feel great pleasure in obeying orders. You will not betray this pleasure to the Unenlightened, but you will feel it. You will not be able to stop from feeling it. Obedience is pleasure.' angelica husked out the words, her mantra. She heard ashlee speaking beside her in perfect unison, the two of them conditioned so precisely that they thought and spoke at the same time. 'Obedience is pleasure', they said. "I love your show!"

"So, you're going to be starring in 'The Awakening', huh? Sounds exciting! Can you tell us anything about it?"

"Well, Sandi, it's a romance, about a young woman in a small Midwestern town experiencing her first sexual awakening. I play the young woman..." ashlee watched herself on the screen, getting fucked from behind by a strap-on wielding angelica. She knew that this cut of the film didn't have the subliminals in place yet, but she no longer needed them-she was conditioned to feel pleasure and arousal at the thought of being a sexual object, a slave for the pleasure of others, and since she saw her own face on the screen, she didn't need the Audience Identification Subliminals to make her imagine herself as the woman moaning in deep, sexual pleasure as she was fucked and dominated. She watched every scene of the rough cut in a cloud of lust and need.

"And I play the older woman who takes her 'under my wing', as it were." angelica watched the rough cut play out, her fingers deep in her pussy. She couldn't wait until she could watch it as ashlee was watching it now, brainwashed and conditioned to imagine herself as the slut, the slave whose sexual pleasure came from being used by men, women, the strong, the dominant. angelica knew she would be watching the final cut not even understanding that the powerful, dominant woman fucking her from behind in her imagination was supposed to be her-she already understood that the angelica on-screen was an actress, a slutslave skilled at pretending to be dominant, but once the subliminals were layered in, she wouldn't even recognize a dominant version of herself.

"Sounds spicy, Angelica! What attracted you to the project?"

"Well, I absolutely fell in love with the script, Sandi!" She felt hands brushing her long, dark hair out of her brown eyes, but somehow none of that felt important. The words just kept flowing into her brain, her hands seemed to be turning the pages on their own, and it felt like she couldn't look away. She couldn't look away. The words just etched themselves into her mind, and her pussy was getting wet, and the hands were pinching her titties now, tweaking and rubbing her nipples, but that just made the words come into even sharper focus. She'd never read anything so absorbing, so magical, so utterly true. She'd do anything to be able to act in this film. Anything at all.

"And Angelica came and talked to me about the part, and explained to me how I'd be just perfect for it!" ashlee struggled against the tightly-knotted ropes, trying desperately to find some give, but angelica had tied them too perfectly. The fingers brushing against her pussy were already coming away slick with juice, and ashlee was having a hard time focusing on anything but angelica's large, beautiful eyes, her firm breasts, her full, pouting lips that were mouthing hypnotic phrases to her. 'Why... i... please, stop... why are you doing this?' she asked, trying to keep her brain functioning.

'Slaves don't ask why, ashlee,' angelica responded, continuing the will-sapping caresses.

"Angelica, what about the rumors of friction on set between you and director Liam Braun?"

She was on her knees, bobbing her head up and down on his cock. She could taste his precum, slick and salty on her lips, but it just made her more eager, more wanton, more slutty. 'That's it,' he said, 'you're really getting into character now, oh, ohh, yeah...' He shot his load onto her face and full, wanton lips. "Absolutely untrue. We got along great, and he really taught me a lot about acting."

"And the nude scenes? Ashlee, you've been known for the past three years as 'America's Girl Next Door'. This is the first time you've actually been nude on-screen. Was it uncomfortable at all?"

"Oh, no. Everyone on the set was really kind, and went out of their way to make me feel..." She clutched the arms of her make-up chair tightly as they applied lipstick to her nipples. The rubbing felt so good, so erotic, and she'd never... she'd never... 'i feel... funny...' she said.

The make-up lady smiled. 'Yes, dear, that's good. That's a good feeling for a good girl to have. Funny little horny tingles on your clit, just like a good slut has...'

ashlee blinked. 'i... what's happening... something's... Something's...'

'She's having another episode!' the make-up lady shouted, and instantly another man appeared at her side. He reached down and slipped a finger into her cunt, carefully modulating his motion and pressure.

'You don't need to worry about it, ashlee,' he whispered in her ear, stimulating her clit in rhythm to the words. 'You can just let all your worries go, just slip back under into that warm, comfortable place where everything feels so good, and you like the way it feels to obey...'

'i... i like... the way it feels... to obey...'

'That's right, because obedience is pleasure.'

'obedience is pleasure...' ashlee moaned. The make-up lady breathed a sigh of relief. "...really comfortable."

"And your husband, Angelica? How did Lane Drake feel about all this?"

"Oh, he was totally comfortable with it." lane couldn't stop himself, he just had to keep stroking his cock, it felt so hard and powerful in his hands. He just had to keep watching his wife get licked out by the woman in the schoolgirl outfit, ashlee... something... it felt so hot and arousing to just sit there and watch, his wife was obeying and that got her hot and he was watching her obey and that got him hot... his eyes glazed over in pleasure as another schoolgirl stepped in from behind, rubbing angelica's tits and whispering in her ear... he imagined his wife as a brainwashed sex toy and that just felt so right, so good, he'd never try to stop anyone from programming her... "I mean, he was a little worried at first, but I won him over."

"What about the rating? Aren't you worried about getting an 'NC-17'?"

"No, not really. The MPAA has seen the final cut of the film, and they're all in agreement." A room full of men and women, all with lust-glazed eyes, all looking at ashlee as the muscular young men pumped into her ass, her cunt, her mouth, all wishing it was them getting used, fucked, controlled, dominated, enslaved, wishing they could be sluts, wishing everyone understood how good it felt to be a slutslave... everyone had to see this movie, everyone had to understand the pleasures of slavery as they now did... "This is a legitimate artistic statement, and should be released as such."

"So you didn't have to make any trims?"

"Well..." ashlee knelt down, the latex covering her like a second skin as she felt angelica snap riding crop on her bare ass-the latex was so perfectly designed for a slutslave like her, it even had perfect little cut-outs so she could feel the crop coming down on her skin, reddening it-she knew that even though shooting was done for the day, she wasn't just playing a slutslave, she was a slutslave, the plaything of the cast, the plaything of the crew. Even those who were already enslaved would get their chance to dominate her... she wanted to be the perfect slave, and she would obey any commands, even those of the other slaves... angelica knew that already, she was deriving as much pleasure from imagining herself in ashlee's position as she was from her own activities... she was punishing ashlee, and that felt good, but it felt better to know that she was doing it because she had been commanded to. Slavery felt good. Obedience was pleasure. She slapped the crop down again and shuddered with the pleasure of obedience. "There will be a few things on the DVD, outtakes and deleted scenes. Nobody will want to miss those."

"Well, it sounds like this is going to be a real 'must-see'! And for those of you at home, we've got a real treat-a special sneak preview of the very first teaser trailer for 'The Awakening'! And here it is!" Sandi turns to the monitor and watches as the montage of shots began, clips of angelica in leather, in silk, in latex, glimpses of ashlee's bare flesh, moans of passion, long, sensual shots of women kissing men, women kissing each other. Sandi is practically shaking in her chair, the sudden sexual heat burns into her. She finds herself wanting to lunge out of her seat and tackle angelica to the ground, tongue-fuck her like the slave Sandi suddenly wants to be. It's so hot, so sexy, so good, Sandi clenches her thighs together and lets out a long, shuddery breath as the screen fades to black, and the title card comes up, 'The Awakening'. Sandi knows she has to see that movie. Absolutely has to. The screen flashes up one last shot of ashlee, her perfect face filling the screen. Behind her, Sandi just barely catches an indistinct glimpse of motion, but she can tell angelica is fucking from behind, and the expression on ashlee's face is, oh god, it's perfect, a vacant, glassy slut coming and coming and coming... one more title card flashes up, reading 'This Fall: Obedience. Is. Pleasure.' Sandi feels wetness between her thighs, knows that she came somewhere in all that, but isn't sure where. She'll have to watch it again after they're done to find out. "Wwwow. That's...really spectacular! Well, I'm Sandi Blake, signing off for now! And remember to see 'The Awakening', coming soon to a theater near you! Bye!"

THE END