X-Rated Hardcore Erotica
Darren G. Burton
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Porno Virgins
I had applied for the opportunity to do the shoot some months back. Last week I got the call I'd been hoping for.
I'd never done porno before, but it was something I'd always fantasized about. I was hoping this assignment might kick start a career for me in the industry.
My first gig as a budding porno star was a still photographic shoot for a trashy magazine and a little known pornographic website. For my efforts I would receive a check for five hundred dollars. But still, it was an opportunity to do it; and I was sure I would enjoy my work.
It was mid-afternoon on a fine day when I arrived on site at the secluded rock pool. Three people were waiting for me, all female. One was the photographer, a thirty-something stunner, whom I'd met. The second was her sexy assistant, whom I'd also met. The third was the actress that I'd spend the afternoon performing sexual acts with. She I was yet to meet.
I'd been concerned all week that my sex partner might be unattractive, but as I pulled my car to a stop, my fears were allayed.
She wasn't stunning or gorgeous, but she was definitely attractive. The young woman's body, dressed only in a white G-string, was fit, firm and curvy. Her flesh was tanned, her medium-sized breasts were topped with erect chocolate-colored nipples, and her pretty face was nicely framed by long blonde hair.
I got out of the car and was greeted by the photographer, Lacey, and her assistant, Kelly.
"Hi, Ben," Lacey greeted me warmly. "I'd like you to meet Kristy. She'll be your acting partner this afternoon."
We shook hands and smiled at each other.
Lacey added, "It's Kristy's first time at this too, Ben, so you're both in the same boat. Neither of you need to feel intimidated. Don't worry about the camera, or Kelly and I watching you. Just relax and enjoy yourselves. This technically is work, but there's no reason why it shouldn't be fun as well. Sex is meant to be enjoyable after all." She smiled at us both reassuringly. "Now, Ben, if you will strip down to your G-string, we'll get started."
I was instructed to wear white G-string swimwear last week when I met with Lacey and Kelly. Which was fine with me. I had plenty of them. I casually discarded my clothes down to my swimwear. Kristy gazed over my tanned and well-muscled physique. Her eyes came to rest on the meat hanging in my pants. The mound of my flaccid cock and balls was quite impressive, as I was very well-hung.
We were in a sandy clearing at the edge of the rock pool. Large and smooth rocks surrounded the clearing, beyond which was dense rainforest. There were no other people around. We were on private property and the entrance road to the rock pool was monitored by a security guard.
Lacey nodded at the calm, crystal-clear water. "Why don't you two take a dip and get acquainted while Kelly and I set up the shoot."
I took Kristy's hand and led her into the water. It was late spring. The air was warm and, surprisingly, so too was the water. The pair of us swam around for a bit, luxuriating in the rock pool's clear water while Lacey set up cameras on tripods and Kelly set up reflector screens.
I swam over to Kristy and took her slim body into my arms. Her lips parted, her tongue darted out of her mouth and into mine. My cock instantly sprang to life as our wet mouths and tongues heatedly tried to eat each other. I slipped my hand down and rubbed her cunt. She did likewise and aggressively groped at my cock.
At that moment Lacey called us into shore, instructing us to wade out of the water arm in arm and kissing. With our white G-strings being wet, our sex organs were visible through the semi-transparent material. Lacey snapped off several quick photos as Kristy and I tongued each other all the way up onto the sand.
"That's a magnificent shot of his big cock in his pants!" I heard assistant Kelly exclaim as I continued with pleasure to taste Kristy's delicious mouth.
Kristy's hand found its way down to my straining cock and she stroked it through the material.
"Okay," said Lacey. "We're going to start off with some oral shots. Kristy will be on the receiving end first." She snapped off a photo as I removed Kristy's G-string to reveal a luscious, semi-shaven cunt. Lacey pointed to a rock with a towel draped over it. "I want you to sit down on that rock with your legs spread wide apart."
As Kristy positioned herself on the rock, Kelly set up a reflector so light was aimed onto Kristy's glistening pussy. I already knew what I had to do. Go down there and eat that gorgeous pussy.
I got down on my knees and filled my mouth with delicious cunt. As I feasted on juicy lips, Lacey would give a few simple instructions on tilting my head to a certain angle, or just having my tongue flicking her clitoris while she snapped off some photos. But for the most part she just let me do my own thing and enjoy myself.
"Okay, time to swap," Lacey quipped.
Several photos were taken as Kristy took my cock out of my pants and removed my G-string.
I couldn't believe how excited and horny I felt, having sex in front of two other girls, out in the open, and having it all captured on film.
I was told to perch myself on a different rock, for variety, and I sat there with my nine inch cock towering up and out in front of me. Kristy was almost having an orgasm just looking at it.
"Lick it and suck it as you would normally do, Kristy," Lacey told her. "When I give the word, I want you to go down and lick his balls and we'll take some shots of that as well."
I sat back and relaxed in pleasure as Kristy gorged my cock, ran her tongue up and down my shaft and licked my balls. She gave fantastic head. Lacey took countless photos. I felt kind of proud to have my big cock on show, being sucked by a pretty girl and all of it caught on film. It was an exhilarating experience, actually. I couldn't wait to have photos taken of my cock in her juicy cunt.
Lacey read my mind. "Okay, guys. Time for the fuck shots."
I could see by Kristy's reaction to those words that she was as desperate to fuck as I was. I couldn't wait to fuck Kristy. I was dying to bury my big, pulsating dick deep into her drenched pussy.
Kelly laid a big beach towel down on the sand. She motioned for me to lie on it. I did so. Kristy straddled my body.
"Do you need any lubricant?" Lacey asked her.
"God no!" Kristy exclaimed. "My cunt is dripping wet. I can't wait to fuck." She positioned the head of my cock between her lips and drove down onto it, taking me all the way inside her soaked tunnel in only two powerful thrusts.
It felt so good to have my huge dick jammed inside those tight cunt walls. I don't know if any cunt had ever felt so good before.
Lacey was positioned up close behind Kristy's ass. Kelly had strategically positioned a reflector.
"Pause at the top of your next stroke for me, Kristy," Lacey instructed.
She snapped off photos from all different angles around us.
This was totally euphoric. Fucking this girl, getting my photo taken, this girl completely getting off on riding my cock; and both getting paid for the pleasure.
Lacey left us free to enjoy fucking while she reloaded her cameras. Kristy pounded my cock into her. She fucked it so well.
"Okay," Lacey announced. "Ben, I want you to fuck her from behind." I got behind Kristy on the towel. Lacey got down on her knees beside me and focused the camera on my cock. "Just part her lips slightly with your cock head and hold it for me." I positioned my cock about a half inch into the waiting slit. Lacey took a photo. "Now feed it in very slowly." I did so as Lacey shot off several more erotic frames. "Hold her ass cheek to the side so I can get a clear shot of your meat buried all the way inside her cunt." Another two shots were taken. Lacey went round the front of us and took a photo of Kristy's facial expression as I rode her vigorously.
"How are you feeling, Kristy?" Kelly asked her.
"Great," was all she could say, totally caught up in the moment of sexual heaven.
"Okay, Ben. I want you to do her on the rock," suggested Lacey.
I fucked Kristy for a good twenty minutes on that rock, in four different positions. Another roll of film was used up. Next we fucked in the shallows of the rock pool, our skin glistening from the water, our sex parts glistening from Kristy's endless supply of juice.
The whole time I was fucking Kristy, I could see how hot Lacey and Kelly were getting. I knew Kristy wasn't the only girl I'd fuck at the rock pool that afternoon. The other girls were desperate for my meaty shaft as well. And I'd be happy to feed it to their wet, horny little pussies.
After Kristy's third orgasm of the afternoon, Lacey got me to sit back on the rock and told Kristy to get down on her knees in front of me. Two reflectors were set up either side of me by Kelly, while Lacey set up a tripod.
Lacey said, "It's time for the cum shots. Kristy, Ben is going to cum in your mouth. When he comes, I want you to position your mouth about six inches away from his cock head. Okay?" She nodded. "Milk him, Kristy."
How exciting was this. Sitting back on the rock, relaxing while three sexy women waited to see me cum. Kristy sucked intensely and vigorously on my cock, while stroking the shaft at the same time with her hand. After a few minutes I could slowly feel the tension building towards a climax. I was enjoying the suspense I was creating. All three girls would be wondering: When is he going to cum? We want to see that big cock and balls spurt out a dozen wads of thick, hot, sticky cum juice.
Lacey sensed my tension rising. "Tell us when you are ready to cum, Ben."
After two more minutes of Kristy's expert milking technique, it was time for my balls to empty their heavy load. I'd refrained from sex and wanking for three days prior to the shoot, so I knew there would be a lot of cum shooting down Kristy's eager throat.
"I'm gonna cum," I announced.
Lacey had the camera in position, the remote shutter release in her hand. Kristy pulled her mouth away and positioned it as earlier instructed. She tightly stroked the head of my cock, coaxing the cum up my shaft.
The moment the first squirt left my cock, Lacey machine-gunned the shutter on the camera. Every powerful ejection of my endless load shot into Kristy's open mouth and down her throat. My orgasm was so intense I moaned loudly. It was fantastic that Lacey took so many shots of me coming in Kristy's mouth.
When my huge cock had finished squirting, Kristy squeezed the last drops out of my shaft by running her fingers along its endless length. She licked those final drops of juice from the head, then sat back with a satisfied smile.
I noticed that Kelly and Lacey were also smiling. They wanted to have their turn with me, and I'd only be too happy to satisfy them.
After a ten minute break and a cigarette, I was ready to go.
Kristy lay back on a towel in the afternoon sun to watch the action. I sat on the rock and watched Kelly and Lacey strip off their clothes to expose their gorgeous and totally fuckable naked bodies.
Apart from eager tongues thrusting into my mouth, no foreplay took place. As soon as I was hard again, I was positioned down on a towel and Lacey's juicy cunt was instantly lowered onto my throbbing cock. Kelly's wet little slit was pushed into my open mouth. I tongue-fucked her ravenously while my meat was pounded by Lacey.
Lacey's dripping cunt was so tight. It really massaged my cock beautifully. Every pussy I've ever fucked has felt really good, but Lacey's was something else! Her drenched little fanny was in a class of its own. I couldn't handle her thrusting for too much longer or I'd shoot my load.
A change in positions, pussies, and a break in rhythm was what I needed.
I pushed Kelly off my face and told Lacey to get off me. Kelly got on her hands and knees and waited eagerly for the insertion of my heavy cock. She didn't have to wait long. I entered her in one powerful thrust that brought a squeal of delight and ecstasy. Kelly's slit was really wet and obviously desperate to be pounded by my generous dick.
Lacey got behind me and fondled my well-hung, shaven balls while I fucked her assistant.
This was great! I was having the time of my life! Three very sexy ladies and three fantastic pussies all in the one afternoon!
Kelly's juiced-up slit felt fantastic as well, and I was really enjoying fucking it. Lacey continued to play with my balls as she repositioned herself beside me. Her lips sought out mine and her hungry tongue probed deep into my mouth. We kissed and tongued heatedly while I hammered Kelly's burning cunt. I slid my hand between Lacey's legs and fingered her soaking gash. She continued squeezing my balls. We kept on kissing.
Kelly groaned loudly as my cock stimulated her to a climax. Her orgasm seemed to last for a full minute. When she was done coming, I slid out of her.
"Let's fuck on the rock," I said to Lacey. I was desperate to get inside that incredible cunt again and empty my balls in it.
Our orgasms didn't take long to induce. After fifty quick and intense thrusts of my massive shaft, Lacey's cunt was quivering in orgasm all over my cock. Just as her orgasm abated, my cock let loose the first of its twelve massive squirts of hot, sticky cum. I completely filled her little slit with my cock juice until it was running out of her, down her ass cheeks and all over the rock.
Lacey savagely rammed her cunt along my empty cock in one final thrust of pure euphoria.
Partner Swap
I watched as Greg lined up the shot with a pitching wedge and chipped the ball onto the green. It landed on the smooth, flat grass and rolled towards the flag.
“Looks accurate, but I don’t think you’ve got quite enough on it,” I said.
“I’m not so sure, Joey,” Greg replied, watching the ball intently.
It kept on trickling along on a direct course to the flag. Just when I was sure it was going to pull up inches short, the ball disappeared from sight as it dropped into the hole.
“Yes!” Greg punched the air in elation. “I knew I had it!”
“Lucky shot,” I quipped with a smile.
“Maybe so, but I’ll take it, thank you very much.” He looked at the scorecard. “How far ahead does that put me now?”
I checked the card. I’d already sunk my putt on the ninth. When Greg had failed to find the green, I thought it was a chance to peg the lead back a bit. But it hadn’t worked out that way. His birdie and my par just meant he’d extended his lead instead.
“That now puts me six shots behind,” I reported.
Greg slapped me good-naturedly on the back. “Not bad for only half the course, wouldn’t you say?”
“Enjoy it while it lasts. I’m gonna get serious now. Just wanted to give you a head start.”
The mid-afternoon autumn sun was pleasantly warm as we dragged our clubs to the tee for the tenth. I found it odd that hardly anyone else was out playing golf on such a beautiful Monday afternoon. Maybe it being a week day was the reason? Either way it was good to basically have the entire golf course to ourselves for a change. Any time we played on a weekend it entailed lining up to take a tee shot as if we were in a queue at MacDonald’s.
Once we arrived at the next hole, Greg extracted his powerful driver and carefully lined up his tee shot. The club raised back and swung forward in a powerful arc. I watched the ball sail through the air over the Par 5 fairway. It seemed like it was never going to drop. Finally it hit the turf, bounced several times, then continued rolling along the fairway for another fifty feet or so.
Greg punched the air again. “I’m on fucking fire today!”
“I think you might be,” I agreed
It was my turn. I took a few practice swings, then carefully positioned my feet, and the head of the club behind the ball. When I felt comfortable all was in order, I raised the club and swung as hard as I could. The club made a satisfying thud as it struck the golf ball cleanly. The ball soared into the sky. For a while it traveled in a straight trajectory above the fairway. Then, at the last moment it swung sharply to the left, like a guided missile following a jetfighter, and crashed into some trees.
Greg shrugged and turned to me. “That didn’t work out too good, did it.”
We strolled down the hill in search of my ball, the trees casting shadows across the fairway.
“Lacey and I are going camping this weekend,” Greg said as we walked. “We were wondering if you and Kate wanted to come along. We’re taking the campervan. You don’t need to bring anything except your clothes, some food and drinks, and yourselves.”
“Sounds good,” I said. “I’ll run it by Kate tonight and see if she’s up for it.”
“Cool.”
I found my ball lying half buried in dead leaves at the base of a tree. The trunk of the tree was right between my ball and the direction of the fairway.
I scratched my head.
“Not your day today, is it?” said Greg.
“How the hell am I going to hit it out of here with this dirty great tree in the way?”
“Looks like you’re going to have to take a drop.”
“Great,” I said, looking up into the branches. “Another shot down.”
* * *
Kate was preparing dinner when I arrived home at sunset. She was dressed in black tights that showed off her gorgeous butt nicely. Her torso was covered in a loose-fitting white T-shirt. Her straight blonde hair hung just below her shoulder blades. She glanced at me with her big blue eyes as I entered the kitchen.
“Hi Babe.”
I kissed her on the cheek as she went back to her task of chopping vegetables for a chicken stir fry. One of my favorite dishes.
“How did you go at golf?” she wanted to know.
I shook my head and snorted with derision. “Don’t ask. But since you already have. Terrible. Greg beat me by eleven shots.”
“Was he playing extra well, or were you off your game today?”
“A bit of both, I think.”
Kate dumped the chicken and vegies into a wok, where they sizzled and spluttered. She added some satay sauce and gave the mix a good stir, wiped her hands on a towel, then turned around and gave me a warm hug.
“Lacey called me just before. She and Greg want to know if we’d like to go camping this weekend. Did Greg mention it at golf?”
“He did actually. What do you think? Should we tag along?”
She broke the embrace and nodded. “Could be fun.”
“Do you think?...you know.”
“That they want to do more with us than camp?”
“Yeah. I mean, we’ve suspected for a while that they’re swingers. Just some of the things they say at times, and the way they check us out and hint at things.”
“Does it matter if they are?” Kate asked me. “You and I have both been curious about experimenting for some time now, and I know you think Lacey’s pretty hot. And Greg’s pretty attractive as well. Our relationship is strong, and we’re very open. So maybe it’s time to take that step?”
I took a beer from the fridge, unscrewed the cap and took several long swallows. I thought about if for a bit. Maybe she was right. They had discussed it at length on a number of occasions. It’s not that they were bored with their sex life at all. They had a wonderful sex life. But they were both the experimental type and liked to try new things. Adding a third person to the mix, or swapping partners with another couple, was something that greatly appealed to them both.
“Okay,” I said eventually.
Kate glanced over her shoulder as she stirred the food. “Okay we’ll go camping? Or okay we’ll agree to play if that’s what they want?”
I said, “Both.”
“So you’re definitely okay with this?”
“I think so. Are you?”
She nodded. “Hard to really tell for sure, though, until we’re actually faced with it.”
“I know what you mean.” I drank more beer. “So, to be blunt and graphic, if I was sitting there and Lacey had my cock in her mouth, are you going to feel jealous?”
Kate turned the heat down on the wok to the ‘Warm’ setting and let it sit.
“I really don’t think so,” she said honestly. “Though it’ll probably feel a bit weird at first. It’ll be the same for you, I guess.”
“To be totally truthful, the thought of seeing another man fucking you and you getting off on it turns me on.”
Her face lit up and she grinned. “Really?”
I nodded. “So long as it’s all consensual and we only ever play together. Nothing behind each others’ backs.”
“I totally agree.” She kissed me on the lips and hugged me again. “Wanna know something? The thought of seeing Lacey taking your beautiful cock down her throat gets me really, really wet.”
“Are you wet now?”
“Yes.”
“Show me.”
Kate pulled the black tights down over her thighs and calves and stepped out of them. She then proceeded to remove her underwear, hoisted herself up onto the kitchen bench and spread her legs before me, exposing her meticulously manicured pussy.
“What about dinner?” I asked.
She pointed to her twat. “Dinner’s right here.”
I put my face between her thighs and inhaled her beautiful female scent. When my tongue lightly touched her pussy lips, she quivered. I probed between those luscious lips. Kate hadn’t been lying. Her cunt was soaking wet and I happily lapped up her warm, sweet juices.
“That tickles a bit,” said Kate. “I’m quite sensitive tonight.”
“Maybe that means you’re really horny,” I said between licks.
“I am. Just fuck me. I need your cock inside me right now.”
I dropped my trousers down to my ankles and guided my erect cock between her lips. There I teased her clit for a moment before plunging into my wife with one powerful thrust.
It felt great to be inside her. She fit like a tailor-made glove. All wet and hot and tight. I loved her body, especially her pussy. I entertained myself by watching my cock slide in and out of her. When I withdrew, my shaft was gleaming with her shiny juices. Then I would plunge back in right up to my balls.
“This is exactly what I need,” Kate said, her eyes closed and a happy smile parting her lips.
Looking at her lips I had the sudden urge to kiss them. Leaning forward I was forced to shorten the length of my strokes. I rested one hand on her thigh and with the other I grabbed her behind the head and brought her mouth into contact with mine. Her lips immediately parted and her wet tongue darted out. Greedily I took it into my mouth, then wrestled for space in her mouth with my own tongue. We kissed passionately and quite sloppily. I didn’t mind and neither did Kate. We both quite enjoyed really wet kisses.
“It feels so hot down there,” I said, pausing the kiss.
“I know. My pussy’s on fire.”
I smiled. “Feels good, doesn’t it.”
We kissed again. I grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands and ground hard against her, really sinking my dick in deep and applying firm pressure to her clitoris with my pelvic bone. Kate’s breathing came in short bursts as I pleasured her tunnel and clit simultaneously. My balls were now covered in her feminine juices. I loved the wet sounds her pussy was making, further heightening my excitement level. I tried to get my tongue deeper into her mouth, but it was in as far as it could reach. Kate’s tongue explored every part of my own mouth. It felt fantastic, as did the grip her cunt had on my rock hard cock.
Kate turned her face away from mine and said, “You’re gonna make me cum, Babe.”
And cum she did. Kate’s body went rigid on the bench top as she was gripped by the tension of her climax. Suddenly she went loose as that tension released and she squealed in utter delight. She started to shake then as another wave hit her.
By now I was pounding away at her pussy for all I was worth. I was heading for home and I wanted to get there as soon as I could.
My cock swelled, seemed to become even harder. If that were possible. The first burst of my cum shot to the end of her tunnel. I kept on squirting inside her until her pussy was overflowing with my hot jiz.
“I could feel every powerful squirt,” Kate told me. “I love it when you cum inside me.”
After a moment I pulled out of her. As I did so our mixed juices poured out of her cunt onto the bench top.
Kate looked down at the puddle. “More sauce for the stir fry?” she said with a grin.
I laughed. “You can try it first.”
* * *
We followed Greg and Lacey’s campervan out into the woods on Saturday morning in our four wheel drive. The weather was warm and sunny, with just a few wisps of white cloud breaking up the monotony of blue sky.
Both Kate and I felt quite excited about the weekend ahead. Camping was something we enjoyed but hadn’t done for a few years. And the prospect of a raunchy sexual romp had our blood boiling.
The campervan had led us off the bitumen some time ago and we had been following a rutted dirt track deeper into the woods. Up ahead the van indicated and turned left onto an even rougher stretch of dirt road. The four wheel drive’s suspension worked overtime dealing with all the potholes and ridges. Kate and I bounced up and down in our seats like we were on a trampoline.
Kate glanced at me as I drove. “I hope we get there soon before my teeth rattle out of my head.”
“So do I. I like you better with teeth.”
Eventually we arrived at a clearing surrounded by tall evergreens. Just off to the left of the clearing, sparkling resplendently in the late morning sunshine, was a lake.
“This is great,” Kate said with enthusiasm once we’d parked the car and alighted.
“One of our favorite spots,” Greg said happily. “No one ever seems to come here. That’s why we chose it for this weekend.”
“We like our privacy when camping,” Lacey chipped in. “Especially this time with you guys along.”
Lacey was a small and petite brunette. Her size six frame would be pushing to meet five feet in height. She was very shapely with quite large breasts for her diminutive stature. Her face was very pretty and on an even par with Kate’s looks. Greg and I were very lucky guys.
I noticed the remnants of a fire in the centre of the clearing, the charred remains half covered in dirt. Around the bare earth of the fire zone the ground was covered in short, patchy grass. To the north and east the forest was thickly wooded. South was the direction they’d just come from and the lake lay to the west.
Greg and I ventured into the woods to collect fuel for a fire while the girls set up camp. We returned half an hour later with armfuls of logs and twigs and dead leaves. These were dumped on the ground near the remains of the previous fire and Greg set to work digging a hollow in the ground and arranging the combustible material into a neat mound within the hollow.
“I won’t light it until it’s dark,” he announced as he stood up and dusted himself off.
The girls had been busy laying some old rugs over the ground, on top of which was placed a collapsible futon bed. The back of it had been hitched up to form a couch. The campervan was positioned right beside the rugs with easy access to the door. An awning had been erected above the door.
Once again Greg and I went into the woods to collect more logs to keep the fire going through the night.
“Kate looks like she’s on top of the world today,” Greg said as we collected wood.
“Yeah. She’s really been looking forward to this weekend,” I replied. “I guess she just loves camping.”
“Cool.”
“She really likes spending time with you guys as well.”
“That’s great,” said Greg. “Lacey and I feel the same.”
We headed back to the camp site and deposited the wood next to the hollow and the neat pile Greg had previously constructed. The girls had stripped down to their bikinis and were lying on the rugs soaking up some midday sun. Greg went into the campervan and emerged holding two small fishing rods and a tackle box.
“Let’s go catch some dinner,” he said to me.
Sitting on the grassy bank of the lake was very relaxing. We’d had our lines in the water for half an hour now, but neither of us was yet to get a bite, let alone land a fish.
“Lucky we have a backup food supply,” I said while idly gazing out over the shimmering water through my sunglasses.
“Ye of little faith,” Greg replied. “We’ll catch something.”
Another hour passed without a hint of action. I studied the wooded area to my right, where a few dead logs had half fallen into the water. I reeled in my line, the worm on the end of my hook still attached, and stood up.