Brave Little Taylor
mc; drug; gg; mg; fg; Mg; Mdom; mast; oral; anal; inc
The man sat in the middle of the mall's food court, idly stirring his coffee. While his mind wandered, spinning in the whirlpool created by the wooden stir stick, his eyes and ears remained vigilant. Just in case…
"I did one just the other night."
The voice emanated from a nearby table, exhibiting the oral characteristics of a preteen girl. Sweetness, youth, sexiness. The very qualities he was searching for.
"Well, I did one last weekend. Both days."
A different voice, thought the man. Similar but not as desirable.
"So what? I did two twice in the same day."
Intrigued by yet another boast, he peeked over his shoulder, spying a bevy of girls sitting at the adjacent table. They appeared varied in age though none looked old enough to drive. They paid no attention to anyone else, concentrating more on their petty claims.
"Yeah, right. I bet you never even did one."
The girls bickered back and forth whether they did or did not do it. Such claims could only refer to one subject, at least in the man's mind. That part looked promising. Yet, none of the girls had that special look he hoped for. Disappointed, he turned back to his cup.
"Taylor, have you ever done it?"
"Well, just…once."
The man liked the tone, a bit of shyness. He could work with that. Glancing back at the table, he spotted the owner of the voice. She wore her long blonde hair in a ponytail and possessed a face clear of blemishes. He couldn't tell much about her body, the bulky knit sweater hiding any features. It mattered little. He was running out of time and with no other options, the girl would do nicely. If he could get her over the shyness, that is.
"Just once? You're too much of a wimp to even have done that."
The blonde girl stood up from her seat. "Yeah, I only did it once, but I did five at once that time." That brought a temporary silence to the table.
"No way. You couldn't," said one girl.
"Don't lie," said another.
"I'm not lying," said the blonde. "And…and I'd do it again, if I could."
The last sentence clinched the deal for the man. He had found the girl he sought. Now, how would he get her culled from the others?
Taylor Quinn sat back down, boiling inside to think she would lie. The others might be older, but she knew what she had done. It hadn't been easy, but when she set her mind to a problem, she could do anything. Her mom always told her that.
"On that note," said Katie Longstreet, "I declare this meeting over. But I think Taylor should furnish proof when we meet next time."
The other girls murmured their agreement as they rose and dispersed. In the end only her best friend Marcie Jenkins remained with the sad Taylor. "I believe you," the girl with the shaggy brown hair said.
"Thanks. I can always count on you. Want to hang at my house for a while?" Marcie nodded her head.
As they stood up, they noticed a scruffy man approach them. "I mean you no harm," he said. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. Is it true you did five at once?"
"Yeah. It wasn't easy, and I was sore for two days afterwards, but I really did do five at once."
The man scanned the girl up and down. Though the sweater remained in place, the skinny legs sticking out below showed promise. "If you don't mind, how old are you?"
"I'm twelve, thirteen in a few months. But I'm quite mature for my age. Everyone says so."
"I'm sure you are." He licked his lips at the prospect. "I have something I want to give you." He pulled a silver box from his pocket. Pushing a tab with his thumb, it ejected a powder blue business card. "Please take it."
Taylor took the card and read the single word on the front. "Zach?"
"My name is Mr. Zacharias, but I'm known in the industry only by Zach. If you and your mother come to the address on the back on Saturday, I think I could put your talents to work."
Taylor felt a tingling in her fingertips as she held the card. "All right. I'll share this with my mom. When should we be there?"
"Ten o'clock would be good." He glanced at the other girl. "What?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
"Could I get a card too?"
He studied Marcie. Her clingy shirt showed the promise of youth. "Well, I guess I could use you…for something." He dispensed another powder blue card to her. She felt the same tingle and a warm glow came over her.
"Should we wear anything special?" asked Taylor.
"Something light," he said. "I expect it to be hot there."
The girls nodded. As the man walked away, they took each other's hands and jumped up and down. "Do you believe it? We're getting a job," said Taylor. "A real good job."
"I know," said Marcie. "How many dogs do you think he has for us to walk?"
"I guess at least five. But we can handle it."
They exchanged their fancy victory handshake and then screamed in joy.
Norah Quinn stared down her nose at her twelve-year-old daughter. Taylor and Marcie had explained the encounter three times, but the mother in her remained skeptical. "So this strange man walks over to you and just gives you a job? Doesn't it sound a bit fishy?"
"He said you need to be there," said Taylor.
Norah thought for a moment. Being both mother and father to a soon-to-be teenager, she hoped to put off decisions like this for at least a while. Maybe until her daughter was out of college. She turned to her oldest and dearest friend in the world. "What do you think, Jane?"
Jane Jenkins simply shrugged her shoulders. "I think the girls will learn about responsibility if nothing else. If I asked Jason, he'd say to go for it. But he's off on another one of his radio-silent deployments. So it's up to us to decide."
"Let's see the cards," said Norah. The daughters handed the powder blue cards to their respective parents.
"I say we let them go," said Jane as a tingling touched her fingers.
"I'm not sure why we even debated it," said Norah.
"Thanks, Mom," said Marcie as the girls did their victory handshake once again.
Saturday morning came quickly, though for Taylor even that wasn't fast enough. She couldn't concentrate on anything during the week. She almost failed her math test, her favorite class.
Both of the Quinns celebrated when the Jenkins girls stayed over on Friday. Marcie was just as excited about the appointment. She and Taylor spent the night cuddling, something they wished they had done in previous slumber parties. While the preteens stayed up giggling in the dark, their mothers retired early together, locking the bedroom door behind them.
In the morning the girls took showers, and found clothes laid out for them. After donning her white princess panties, Taylor picked up her white shorts. Almost naked, she walked out to the living room."Mom, did you put these out for me?"
"Yes I did, dear." Norah displayed no concern with Taylor's lack of clothing, even in front of company.
"But you always said they were too small."
Norah chuckled at the comment. They used to be, but now that you've grown, they are just the right size. Especially today."
Confused, the girl returned to her room. There she pulled them on and examined them in her mirror. "What do you think?"
"My dad has some magazines I found once. You look like some of the girls in them. Only sexier."
Taylor motioned for Marcie to join her. The two hugged, followed by Taylor rubbing her tiny mounds against her friend's soft tee shirt. "That feels so good," said the host.
"We need to do this more often," said her guest. "Maybe when we come home tonight."
"I'll look forward to it."
The drive to the address took an hour. Norah kept one eye on the rearview mirror that she redirected to watch the girls. Just the sight of their bare legs drove her crazy. On any other day, she would have turned around and headed home. This time, the intrigue made her continue.
They drove up in front of a large Victorian mansion surrounded by a six foot high hedge. Norah pulled up to an iron gate that swung open to let them enter. "They must have fancy dogs," said Marcie.
Once parked, the foursome climbed up the steps and knocked on the front door. "I hope this is the right place," said Jane.
A moment later a shorter woman opened the door. "Are you here for Zach?"
"Yes," said Taylor.
"Oh good," the woman replied. "Would you follow me?" She led them into what should be the dining room. There they found a table with two glasses of wine and two glasses of orange juice. "Zach is running a little late and so he had me set out some refreshments. I'm Maria, Zach's assistant."
"All right," said Norah. "Though it's a little early to drink wine."
"Oh, go for it, Mom," said Taylor. "You know you want to."
The foursome picked up their glasses, and after clinking them together, took a sip of their beverage. "That's good," said Jane. "It's making me all tingly."
They sat at the table and drank while waiting for their host. As the mothers drained their glass, they got a bit giddy. Even the orange juice made the girls giggly. Time passed, but without a clock, they couldn't say if it was slow or fast. They just knew they didn't want to leave.
The man entered the room. "Good morning. Sorry I'm late. I'm Zach." He put two sheets of paper on the table, one in front of each mother. "These are the release forms so the girls can work with me."
"It must be the wine," said Norah, "but the words are all blurry."
"It is quite simple," said Zach. "You are agreeing to let me use your daughters as models that I will film in erotic situations. You will hold me blameless in creating these films. And I will not be held responsible for future medical bills or support payments that may crop up. Now sign the document. Please."
"Of course," said Norah. For whatever reason, his command had to be obeyed.
Both women signed the paper in front of them.
"I will send Maria to take you to the viewing room. The girls will come with me. Don't worry. I haven't returned a virgin yet."
"Marcie won't be a virgin," said a giggly Jane as she watched the girls leave. "She's going to have more sex than I've had in a year."
"Think about me," said Norah. "Up until last night I haven't been touched in years. Thank you, Jane."
"You're welcome. Now let's go see our daughters get deflowered."
The man led the girls up the stairs to the second floor and into a small bedroom. "This is the green room where you will be changing. When the others get here, they'll get ready in here also."
"Others?" asked Taylor. "I don't understand."
"You did say you did five at one time, didn't you?"
"Well, yeah but I was talking about…" All of a sudden she realized she had been misunderstood. Zach wasn't talking about walking dogs. She hoped he wasn't talking about doing anything with dogs. "I was talking about my lovers."
"Good." He studied the two girls. "Your outfits look fine. Your mothers picked out the correct clothes. I think we can do a short film with you two first. Follow me."
They left that room and entered the one next door. A huge mirror covered the one interior wall while the windows had vinyl panels with a picture painted on it. The room had bedroom furniture appropriate for a young girl. Taylor wished her room at home looked as pretty.
"There are cameras hidden all over the room. When we are filming, I'll control them from behind the mirror." He handed the girls a small device. "This goes into your ear. Don't worry about being great actresses. My commands will make your bodies do exactly what I want. I won't let you fuck up too badly. Any questions before we start?"
The girls shook their head no. "Good. Just wait here until you here my command." With that, Zach exited the room.
"Are you nervous?" whispered Marcie.
"No. Like he said, we don't have to be perfect. It's not like he's going for an Oscar."
Their wait only lasted a minute. "Taylor, walk over to the bed," the voice in her head said. Before she could even think, her feet shifted, and she found herself at the bed. "Turn toward the mirror. Lick your lips." Taylor did as she was told even if she felt a bit foolish just standing there at the bed.
"Marcie, step on the mark by the mirror. Walk toward Taylor. Once you can touch, take her hands in yours. Bring your lips together. Cock your heads to your right. Light kiss. Now again. Kiss her like you enjoy it. And again. Now switch to the left. Kiss hard and break apart."
Taylor grew a bit light-headed. That thirty seconds had more passion shared than an entire slumber party.
"Marcie, put your hands on Taylor's breasts. Cup them and then squeeze. Now rub them until each nipple becomes hard. Kiss her again on the lips. Now kiss the left nipple through the shirt. Then the right. Back to the left, but run your teeth across it lightly. Taylor, react. Marcie, the same to the right. Taylor, throw your head back. Show your pleasure."
The girl did not need to be directed in that pose. Having her best friend kissing her there was incredibly exciting.
"Marcie, grab her shirt tail and use it to slowly pull her top up and over her head. Let it cover her face for a moment. Keep it there as you kiss her left nipple. Lick the areola all over. Suck the nipple. Now the same on the right. That's good. Now, pull the shirt off her head. Kiss her hard and long. Tongues in. Keep kissing. And stop."
The girls ceased their osculation and gazed longingly into the other's eyes.
"Taylor, repeat those steps on Marcie." With a smile on her face, she stripped the shirt off her best friend in the sexiest way possible. That ended with the two girls, topless, rubbing their bare breasts against each other while they kissed.
"And cut. Put your shirts back on and exit the room."
As they dressed, Marcie whispered, "Did we screw up?" Taylor simply shrugged.
Back in the green room, the girls met another cute teen girl, this one with bright red hair cut in a page boy, complete with bangs almost hiding her eyes. "Hey, fresh blood," she said. "I'm Cherry."
"I never would have guessed. I'm Taylor, and this is Marcie. This is our first time here."
"I could tell. That's the basic script Zach uses for all the newbies."
"I think we screwed up," said Marcie, her face downtrodden.
"I doubt it. I remember my first shoot. My partner broke out with giggles a couple of times. He was facing away from the camera, so no one saw him but me. I had to bite my tongue not to break character."
The two friends shared a glance. "You were paired with a boy?" asked Taylor.
Cherry nodded. "I think I would have rather have had a girl friend, but I couldn't talk anyone into coming with me. So I got to kiss Danny." She studied the two girls. "I wouldn't turn down either of you."
"Did you enjoy the first shoot?" asked Marcie.
"That day I was so nervous, I almost peed my pants. My mouth got so dry I had to have a second O. J. Now I could do a shoot in my sleep."
"How many have you done?"
Cherry chuckled. "I have no idea. After ten, I gave up counting. That's been a while now." After a pause, she asked, "So, how did you like it?"
Taylor and Marcie exchanged another glance before each shrugged. "I'm not sure," said Marcie. "I half expected to get fired."
Cherry shook her head. "Zach would never fire anyone on the first shoot. The only time anyone was let go, it was two boys not bending to his will. They tried to block the commands."
"What happened to them?" asked Taylor.
Before Cherry could answer, the door opened and a boy, tall and lanky, stepped inside. "Hey, fresh meat."
"Does everyone say that?" asked Taylor.
Cherry and the boy both laughed. "I guess they do in my family," said the girl. "This here's my brother, Danny."
"Hey," he said with a tiny wave.
"Taylor and Marcie are doing their first shoot. So be nice to them."
"I'm always nice," he said as he unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor.
Taylor quickly turned away, blushing. She had never seen a boy in his underwear before. Then, almost like an uncontrolled reaction, she peeked back over her shoulder at him.
"I bet you don't have brothers," said Cherry. "Take a good look at it. Zach will tell you to act like you seen it all before and quite often at that. A blushing actor doesn't get asked back."
"You said all?" asked Marcie just as Danny hooked his fingers in his waistband and jerked the boxers off, tossing them next to his jeans. That let his cock loose, sticking out from his body. "Oh, that's what you meant by all."
"Whoa," said Taylor. "It's so big."
Cherry shook her head. "Oh, you naive first timers. My brother's decent size for being thirteen, but they do come bigger." The boy pulled on a pair of nylon basketball shorts, the old style with the leg only reaching mid-thigh. Even covered, Danny still tented out.
Zach entered the green room, a big smile on his face. "Taylor, good news. The camera loves you. I was right in selecting you as the newest featured actress. Don't worry, Marcie. You did decent work too. I'm going to shoot your second version in a few minutes. Basically, the same shoot, but changing it up a bit. Ear pieces in? Are you ready?"
"What about…" Taylor nodded to the siblings.
"Oh, them. I'll get them involved with you on the following shoot. You see, each piece grows in intensity." With that, Zach exited the room just as abruptly as when he came in.
"Go get 'em," said Cherry.
With that encouragement, Taylor and Marcie headed back to the bedroom set.
Norah and Jane sat in their folding chairs next to the one-way mirror with the latter mother strumming her fingers on the glass. "They certainly take their time between takes, don't they?"
"They probably need to get the girls calmed down and require time to review the previous film."
"Norah, you were always so practical, sitting there all serene. God, it hasn't even been thirteen years since Marcie popped out of my vagina and now she's kissing. I'll be a grandmother soon enough."
Norah took her friend's hand. "It's two girls. I don't think they can get each other pregnant."
"Thanks, Norah. I needed that."
They watched the studio door open, and their daughters reenter, moving to the same spots as the first time. Once again Marcie approached Taylor, and they stripped off their tops while kissing. This time, the director did not yell cut. The girls continued, with Marcie pulling down Taylor's white shorts and then her princess panties.
"Oh my," said Norah. "That was different." She felt for Jane's hand, but found it occupied inside her waistband.
Marcie knelt in front of Taylor and began licking the virginal girl. Norah glanced to her own lap, finding her hand followed Jane's example, apparently on its own.
Taylor held her friend's head tight to her body. After a moment Marcie began to kiss her way up Taylor's now naked body, paying close attention to her navel and then her nipples. When Marcie reached a standing position, the two kissed while Marcie's hands fondled the other girl's ass cheeks.
As before, the action exchanged with Taylor slipping her friend's remaining clothes off. When she started to lick Marcie's nether region, the girl began shaking so much that Taylor pushed her friend onto the bed to continue with her ministrations. Soon both had climaxed and the director yelled "Cut."
"Wow, Marcie, that was intense," said Taylor as she tried to recover her senses. "Why didn't we ever do that during a slumber party?"
I never would have figured out what to do on my own," said the still-quivering girl.
Taylor turned toward her friend. "Do you think you could remember what we did?"
Marcie smiled. "I think so, though at the end, everything got real fuzzy."
While the girls recovered, the door to the studio opened and their fellow actors walked in. "That was fucking fantastic," said Cherry. "I didn't cum during my first shoot. I had to fake it."
"So we did good work?" asked the still anxious Marcie.
Danny nodded as he stood over the exhausted girls, offering them glasses of juice. "You probably even impressed Zach. And that's hard to do."
Cherry flopped down on the bed next to Taylor and gently raked her nails over the girl's bare chest. "So did you enjoy it? I mean, being with a girl."
"Yes," confessed Taylor. "I never thought about it before, but being with Marcie was easy."
"So are you going to give up on boys?" asked Danny as he took a seat on the end of the bed.
Taylor shrugged. "I haven't been with a boy before. I'm not sure I could give them up without at least trying them out."
"No time like the present," he said. "If you want."
Taylor sucked in a deep breath. Danny was a fine specimen and, from the few minutes they knew each other, a nice guy. But she never thought of just jumping into bed with a boy she just met. Of course, they were technically in bed together now.
She thought about what Danny hid in his basketball shorts. Her pussy almost ached, wanting it in her. Oh the other hand, Marcie's tongue had worked wonders on her clit, so much more than she expected. What was she going to say?
"What about an experiment?" asked Cherry.
Before Taylor could answer, Marcie shifted to the head of the bed and grasped the brass headboard. Danny slid into the vacated space, sandwiching Taylor between him and his sister.
Taylor thought about rejecting the offer, but the voice in her head spoke up. "Taylor, reach under the waistband and grab his cock. Rub it until it grows hard." The girl did as commanded, fondling her first male member. Though it started soft and squishy, it reacted to her touch quickly.
"Now reach inside Cherry's panties and locate her slit. Rub your finger up and down until her lips part and it becomes wet." She did this also, though it was more familiar.
"Marcie, undress the others, Cherry first and then her brother. Taylor, do not stop while she does."
The girl realized she was masturbating both siblings at once. It was like patting your head with one hand while rubbing your stomach with the other. She never mastered that trick, but the controlling voice made this child's play. Both the brother and sister reacted positively to her touch.
"Marcie, swing around to put your pussy into Taylor's mouth. Support yourself using the headboard. Taylor, eat your friend while continuing to service the twins."
Adding the third partner confounded Taylor's brain. Instead of thinking about it, she let her muscles do everything without her thoughts. The sweet smell of Marcie's pussy and the warmth of the others became her only thoughts.
The studio door clicked open and footsteps entered the room. Taylor couldn't see who it was, her eyes shielded by Marcie's thighs. She assumed it was Zach.
"New blood," she heard an unfamiliar male voice say. "And she's a pretty one. Actually, I'd fuck either one."
"Welcome, Jimmy," said the voice apparently to the new arrival. "Whenever you're ready." Taylor heard a zipper unzip, figuring it had to belong to the only clothed person in the room.
"Marcie, get off Taylor and give Jimmy head to get him hard. Taylor, you may stop and rest."
The girl let go of both of the siblings, almost thinking her arms were falling off. Once released, they got off the bed, leaving Taylor strangely alone.
"Taylor, scoot around so you ass is at the side of the bed and your leg reaching for the floor." she turned and swung her legs a few times. She was glad to give her tongue a break. Then two hands pushed her thighs apart.
"Cherry, prepare her with your tongue." Taylor felt the new mouth on her nether regions. In a matter of seconds, the super horny girl became wet. She looked toward her friend. Cherry was correct in her assessment of her brother. Jimmy had a cock longer and thicker than the other boy. Marcie had the tip in her mouth. Taylor couldn't imagine the whole thing fitting inside a girl's mouth.
"Marcie, lie down next to Taylor and take her hand. Boys, prepare to mount your virgin." Taylor glanced up to spy the new guy in front of her. That monster of his was destined for her. Marcie had Danny in a similar position. This was about to get interesting.
"Girls, you will feel pain, but then comes the pleasure. React as you feel. Don't worry. I haven't lost an actress yet." Taylor felt the cock tip exploring her slit, searching for an entrance. When he located it, Jimmy pushed forward, but only to her barrier. Taylor took a deep breath and held it while Marcie awaited Danny to find hers. They squeezed hands and nodded at their deflowers.
Together, the boys drove forward, making both girls flinch. They waited for a second nod to continue. The girls turned to each other and nodded as their pain diminished. Taking that as their signal the boys began to stretch the girls out.
To Taylor time either lasted forever or passed too quickly. She was surprised when Jimmy stopped with himself in as far as he could go. She felt amazingly filled, as though a part of her that was missing had finally appeared.
"Fuck them, as hard as you dare and bring them to climax." The boys obeyed, shaking the bed for all they were worth. Electricity flowed throughout Taylor's being until fireworks began firing off. Then she felt a warm stream flowing into her womb. Her legs wrapped around Jimmy's naked ass and clasped him in so he never left again.
And then her brain became fuzzy and everything went dark.
Norah and Jan sat in their chairs with their mouths open. They could not believe they had watched their girls become women.
"I wish that had been the way I lost my virginity," said Norah. "Mine was a slam bang under the bleachers after a football game. Thirty seconds and it was all over."
Jane giggled. "Mine was in the back seat of our car. Daddy didn't want it left to some pimply-faced kid."
"Really? I never knew that."
"Yeah. I've never told anyone that before." Jane let out a big sigh. "He was the best lover I ever had."
Before they could share anything more, Zach entered. "The girls are resting from their first time. They have done extremely well today. So much so we have scheduled one more shoot if you have another hour to spare."
The mothers exchanged glances. "We have nothing better to do," said Norah.
"All right. I'll leave you for now. Entertain yourselves while the others rejuvenate." Zach backed out of the room, leaving them alone once again.
"What do you want to do?" asked Norah.
"Eat you and let you eat me," said Jane. She kissed her friend hard on the lips.
"Sounds good to me. Why should the girls have all the fun?"
Taylor and Marcie helped Maria change the bedspread. They felt bad for getting it stained. The woman said it was a common occurrence and they shouldn't worry.
While they stayed in the studio bedroom, the other three had disappeared downstairs. Neither of the newly fucked girls felt like climbing stairs quite yet. They were unsteady on their feet on the flat surface.
With the set redressed, the girls put down protective towels to await the final shoot of the day. "Still glad we came?" asked Taylor.
"Of course," said Marcie. "All those lessons in Health class make more sense now. Though experiencing real fucking is so much better."
Zach interrupted the girls. "We're almost ready for the last shoot of the day. Marcie, don't be upset, but I want Taylor to be featured. "
The girl nodded, trying not to show frustration. Everyone always likes the cute blonde over her sidekick brunette. "Then am I excused?"
"No, you'll be in the shot, just not the focus. I promise, I will have you star in an upcoming shoot if you're willing."
"Really?" the girl sported a huge smile.
The other three actors entered the room with Jimmy appearing fresh from a shower. "I'm ready, Zach," he said.
"Take your places while I go to the control room. Ear pieces in place? Let's make a good shot."
Jimmy took a seat on the side of the bed, almost where he deflowered Taylor. He flipped a thumbs up sign at the mirror.
"Taylor," said the voice in her head. "Approach Jimmy and kneel at his feet. Taking his cock in your hand, lick the tip and then suck it to life." She did as commanded. This replicated what Marcie had done with Jimmy before.
The boy responded like the typical teenager he was, ready for sex at a moment's notice.
"Taylor, take a deep breath and then allow the cock to enter your mouth as far as you can take it." She let it slide in but her gagging stopped the advance. "Another time. Jimmy, pull it out for now and help Taylor to her feet. Taylor, clasp your hands behind his neck and let him lift you up."
With the girl at eye level, Jimmy kissed Taylor. While she was distracted, he positioned his tip in her slit and let it slide into her again. Still stretched from the previous shoot, he bottomed out easily.
"Now as one, fall back onto the bed." Lying on top of the taller boy, Taylor kissed his chest.
"Cherry and Danny, take your positions on either side of the couple. Taylor, reach out and find their cock and slit again." The girl knew what to do, just this time she masturbated them while lying face down.
"Marcie, kiss Taylor while she is occupied." The best friends locked lips and tongue wrestled The embraced lasted long enough for the door to open and close again. Taylor couldn't see the new arrival but sensed something was going to happen to her.
A firm hand applied the coldest goo on her butt. She wanted to escape Jimmy's hug or Marcie's kiss, but the controlling voice wouldn't allow it. Just when the shock of the frigid liquid faded, a long finger touched her sphincter. "Relax, Taylor," said the voice.
Her ass followed the command, and the finger pushed inside of her. One knuckle. Two knuckles. All the way in. She wanted to scream, but then realized how good it felt.
The finger pulled out slower than the insertion. With it gone, she felt abandoned again. It only took a moment for the next invasion, this time it was bigger, longer and more forceful. She guessed it was yet another cock.
Her body bounced on poor Jimmy as her backdoor lover fucked her ass. And she felt the warm stream enter her bowels as the others shook.
"And cut," said the welcome voice.
Taylor relaxed as her lovers separated from their positions. Jimmy was last, turning her over onto her back and releasing another stream of his seed into her womb.
With no one touching her, Taylor tried to recover her senses. She glanced around the room, finally discovering the last of her invaders. An older teen with a cock even longer than Jimmy's though not as thick.
Marcie embraced her best friend. "Just take it easy and rest."
As they got closer to home, the mentally and physically drained Taylor began to become more aware of her surroundings. "Welcome back to the living," said Marcie.
"Thanks." She examined the old black sweatsuit she was wearing. Was it all a dream? "Mom, did I really make a movie?"
"Yes dear. Mr. Zacharias said you did a wonderful job. He invited both you and Marcie back, though he said you should take it easy for about two weeks. The first shoot is the worst on your body."
Taylor fingered a small object in her pocket. Extracting she found a small silver case. A note on it said, "Use as you see fit."
"Mom, can Marcie stay over tonight?"
"I already am," said the girl. "So's Mom. And I think it's going to be a more regular occurrence."
Taylor smiled. This was the best day ever.
A couple weeks later, Taylor and Marcie hurried through the mall toward the food court. They arrived just as the Canine Walking Society meeting broke up.
"Better late than never," said Katie Longstreet as she cleaned up their table. "Were you off chasing other opportunities, like walking six at one time?"
"We had a different job," said Marcie.
"Yeah," agreed Taylor. "I only did five this time, but I enjoyed every minute of it."
"I've heard that five story before. What were they, toy poodles?"
"No, much better. I got to eat the pussy of my best friend while I diddled the pussy of a new friend and with my other hand jacked off her brother. All that time I had Jimmy's cock in my cunt."
"That's…only four," said the beet-red girl.
"Oh, you forgot Vlad having his Impaler up your ass," said Marcie.
Katie stood there with her mouth gaping. Taylor countered with a smirk. "And I didn't mention that it pays a whole lot better. And we don't have to pick up dog shit off the ground."
Katie shook her head. "I still don't believe you."
"It's all on tape," said Marcie. "It's in editing now, but you'll have to leave the country to see it."
"And you said it was…fun?"
"After I got used to being controlled. We're going to do it again."
Katie took four or five deep breaths. "Do you…do you think I could do it?"
Marcie pulled the silver box out of her pocket, dispensing a powder blue card. "We'd be glad to have you there." She saw the tingle course through Katie's body and knew the card worked its magic.
"Show up by ten at the address on the back. And bring your mom to fill out some forms."
"Thank you girls," said Katie giving the others a hug and an unexpected kiss on the lips.
As they parted, Marcie yelled back, "One more thing. Zach said to bring Rex too. He's never filmed with a German Shepherd before."
