Monica smiled at me as she raised her phone and looked at the screen, her fingers moving quickly as she unlocked it. “See!” she said as she turned it to face me, “isn’t he hot?”

“Yes,” I agreed, though I was not completely sold on the idea as I took in the pale, white skinned goth who looked back at me. “And he is the new boyfriend?”

She giggled at the question, before turning the phone back to herself so that she could stare at him for a bit longer. “He is so dreamy.”

“Yeah,” I replied as I wondered how, after our lives had taken such different paths, she was still my best friend.

We had been friends since childhood after we had met at school when my parents had moved to the area. Monica had been the one person who had been prepared to speak to me on that first day and we had been friends ever since, but our lives were now so different.

While I had discovered black men, found my birth mother and was now setting out on a career in porn. Monica had become a goth, covering herself in thick white makeup and dressing in dark clothing. For a while, I had wondered if she would end up doing herself serious injury as she became embroiled in a life of self-harm and drug abuse, but since she had met this new guy things seemed to be turning a corner.

“What about you? Have you met anybody?” she asked suddenly, breaking into the thoughts I had become lost in.

I bit my lip, thinking about my answer, “yes,” I said nervously, “though it is very new.”

“Wow!” Monica said as she bounced up and down on her bed, “that’s amazing, after all the men you had slept with as well.”

“Umm,” I replied, wondering how I break the next bit to her.

The sound was enough, and Monica stopped bouncing up and down as her face fell, her voice suddenly wracked with nerves. “What are you not telling me?”

I smiled awkwardly at Monica’s sudden change in demeanour. “I’m still banging loads of guys.”

“But you have found a boyfriend? How is he going to react when he finds out?”

“He knows,” I replied nervously as I waited for Monica’s judgement. Her mother had treated both her and her father like shit and as a result she had massive trust issues.

“My mother cheated, regularly and repeatedly, and she would beat my father when he challenged her.”

“I know, but we’re not like that, Junior, fucks around as well as we sort of work together.”

“What?”

This time, I reached for my phone and moments later Monica watched the video of myself and Junior wide eyed as she saw his huge cock enter me. “What the fuck! I mean literally, what the fuck!”

She threw the phone back at me, there was anger in her voice, but not so much that the throw was overly aggressive. Catching the phone, I grinned at the memory of Junior opening me up.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” Monica asked as her mind still whirred with the thoughts of what she had seen.

“Well… you know I met my mother?”

“Yes…”

“She is married to a guy called Bruce, and he makes porn.”

“And he has tricked you into making some?”

“There was no trickery involved, I wanted to give it a go, and then I met his son, and I took his virginity on camera, and now we are dating.”

Monica’s shoulders slumped as she struggled to comprehend what I had told her. “Is that the only video you have made?” The question took me by surprise, and I wondered if Monica was actually excited by the decisions that I had made.

“No, I made one before with my mother and a few guys.”

“Are you going to make another?”

“Yes, it’s early days, but definitely.”

“And what about Junior?”

I thought about my answer for a moment, “We’ll continue to see each other, both on and off camera.”

“Really?”

“You saw his cock it opened up parts of me that had never been reached before, and I don’t think anyone else will ever reach again.”

Jumping from her bed, Monica moved around the room quickly as she tried to process the discussion. “Is this really what you want?”

“Yes.”

“I need some time to process all of this,” Monica replied as she opened her bedroom door, and invited me to leave.

“OK,” I said, rising from the small chair in the corner of the room, “take care.” I gave her a small kiss on the cheek and having been to the house hundreds of times before I found my own way out.

Stepping outside, I was grateful for the mid-thigh, red, lycra skirt I was wearing as the weather was warm and the sun splashed onto my uncovered legs. A passing van slowed down, the driver staring out the window at me, his tongue almost hanging out of his mouth as he did so.

I smiled in response before throwing my shoulders back so that the tight white top I was wearing stretched across the swell of my breasts. “Monica would probably be disgusted,” I thought to myself as I stepped away from the door, “but this is the life I want and crave.”

My phone pinged with a message from Junior. I had spent the night with him, so was surprised to hear from him. Opening the message, I was greeted with a photograph of a naked Joy, the petite camera woman who had filmed our first session. She was impaled on an enormous black cock and I knew immediately that Junior had got his wish to fuck her. I smiled at the thought of the happiness I knew he would be feeling and typed out a reply, “I bet that brought you Joy, but I bet she can’t take you like I did.”

The reply was quick, suggesting that Junior had already fucked Joy rather than he was in the process of it. “Thanks, umm, can I ask a favour?”

“What favour?”

“I just heard from one of my lecturers, he is going to fail me.”

“How can I help?”

“He….” There was a pause as if Junior was trying to pluck up the courage, “he is an older black guy whose wife died a couple of years ago…”

Junior did not need to say any more, I understood what he was asking me to do.

“Where? I replied and moments later the address arrived.  

The office where I would find the lecturer was on the edge of town, so I called my mother and a couple of minutes later she pulled up in her car. It was a convertible and she had the roof down so that the sun warmed her sleeveless arms. “What do you need?” she asked as I got in.

“Junior’s lecturer is threatening to fail him, so I need you to take me there.”

“Ahh,” Dawn replied knowingly with a laugh as she sped off in the direction of the office.

“How are things?” I asked as Dawn cut between the traffic.

“Oh, you know, Bruce is working on some plans for me, he is suggesting a fifty guy gangbang.”

“Wow, and what about for me?”

“Well, there’s a hip-hop thing next week, and he is suggesting that you go along with a couple of hidden cameras and see what happens.”

“That sounds incredible, and how about Trey, or even better Junior, will I get to have them again?”

“I think we can work something out,” Dawn replied as she braked suddenly to take a sharp right turn. How she was driving in the thigh high boots she was wearing, I was not certain, though maybe that explained why her movements were so sudden.

Very quickly, we arrived at the office block, “go get Junior his pass,” Dawn said as she blew me an air kiss. Exiting the vehicle, I looked up at the building, and recounted what Junior had told me, “5^th floor, room 512.”

It did not take long to find the correct room. The security guard at the front of the building had no interest in challenging a young woman who he was clearly too busy fantasising over.

Standing outside the door, I listened for a moment to check that he was all alone and then with a gentle rap of my knuckles, I knocked.

“Come in!” a voice said from inside.

Opening the door, I stepped into the room, before closing it gently behind me.

“Excuse me?” the voice said as I turned back to face him. “You’re not one of my students, what are you up to?”

I smiled, and took a step towards his desk, moving around until I was on the same side as him before sitting on the edge. Rotating my body slightly, while lifting my right leg, I instantly knew that I had got it right as he stared at my smooth, naked pussy. “I’m here to talk about Junior’s grades,” I said with a smile as the lecturer rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“I think we can come to some sort of agreement,” the lecturer said as he looked at me.

“So do I,” I replied, but before I could say anything there was another knock at the door.

“Quick, under there,” he said as he took me by the hand and pushed me under the desk.

It was a small space, but I crammed myself in as the lecturer pulled the chair in closer until my face was pushed into his crotch. “Come in,” I heard him say and then a moment later a female voice, but I could not make out what she was saying.

“Sure, I am certain we can come to an arrangement,” he said as I felt his cock hardening against my face.

Reaching up, I slowly undid the belt and zip of his trousers before sliding his thick, black meat out of its restraints and into my mouth. I sucked carefully, and quietly, as I brought him to full attention. His cock was massive, almost as big as Junior’s, though he lacked the thickness as well as the length.

“How about now?” I heard the lecturer say and suddenly he pushed himself away from the desk, his chair rolling back as he did so.

Staying hidden, I watched his dick as it stood erect in his lap, and I wondered what would happen next.  

A woman appeared between the lecturer and the desk, a young black girl wearing a small mini skirt. Reaching with hands under the hem, the girl pulled her knickers down and then lifted the skirt up as she climbed into the chair.

Staying silent, I could only watch as the cock that moment’s earlier I had been sucking, disappeared into the girl’s cunt. She rode him, desperately and hungrily, with a desire to get her grades as much out of the pure pleasure of taking him.

Praying that she would not notice me, or at least if she did, she would not complain, I waited for the moment to end. It did not take long though and with a grunt, the lecturer spilled his seed into the girl, and she climbed off, straightening her clothes as she did so.

“Is that good enough?” she asked with a smile.

“Definitely worth an A,” the lecturer replied.

“Good,” the girl said, and I listened as she walked away, the door closing with a click as she left.

“Well, that ruined Junior’s chances I guess,” the lecturer said as he stared over his glistening, limp cock at my expectant face.

“Does it really have to?” I asked as I climbed out of my hiding place and stood up in front of his desk again.

 “Well, I’m not looking for some pussy now, am I?”

“But what about later?”

“Later?” The lecturer repeated as he contemplated my question. “What do you have in mind?”

“How would you like to publicly date a young, white slut, and then take her back to your place for a night of no holds barred fucking?”

“Hmm, I do have a friend who tells me that eager, young, white pussy is the best to fuck. Are you really prepared to be seen with me in public? After all you have a boyfriend, it would appear.”

“My boyfriend has no problem with such things.”

The lecturer thought about it so more, “fine,” he said suddenly, “let’s meet at 7, I’ll bring a friend, you come with a bare pussy and alone.”

I smiled at his comment, “that sounds perfect to me.”

Checking that my clothes were in order, I smiled one last time and turning on my heels headed for the door. Reaching it, I placed my hand on the doorknob and took one last look at the lecturer, “I hope both of you are really up for breeding me?” I did not stay around to hear the reply, instead I opened the door and stepped outside, letting it close behind me.

It did not take long to return to Dawn’s car. “Can you take me to see Junior?”

“Sure,” she replied, and the car sped off towards her own house where Junior still had his bedroom.

“How did it go?” Junior asked eagerly as I entered his bedroom and sat on the edge of his bed. He was alone, lying under the bed sheets while hoping that I had delivered what he needed.

“I was just starting to work my magic, when some black girl came in and rode him to orgasm.”

“Shanisha,” Junior replied as he seemed to instantly recognise the girl based purely on her actions.

“Shanisha?”

“Yeah, she had desperately tried to get me into bed, but I was not ready.”

“Maybe now is the time?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she obviously loves cock and puts it about, maybe you should introduce her to our parents?”

“You mean turn her into a porn star?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, I don’t know.”

“You could do it tonight.”

Junior sat up and put a hand on my leg and stroked the skin gently, “I’m not angry at you for not being able to fix my grades.”

“It’s not that babe, your lecturer and his friend are meeting me for a date tonight. I will get you that grade, but it does mean you will be at a loose end for the night.”

A broad grin crossed Junior’s face, “I’m not sure which is interesting me more, my fucking Shanisha or you getting double dicked by my lecturer.”

“Just make sure you properly use her,” I replied with a smile as Junior pulled me in for a kiss.

Just a few hours later, I stood in my bedroom, trying on three or four different outfits as I tried to decide how to dress. I was wearing a cupless red bra and red suspender belt that held up a pair of black seamed stockings.

Pulling off my latest outfit, I stared into the mirror as my adopted mother knocked on the door before pushing it open. “Hey,” she said as her eyes took in my slutty appearance.

“Hi,” I replied with a smile.

“Getting Junior’s cock tonight?”

“No,” I shook my head as I glanced at her, “I am meeting his lecturer to make sure he gets good grades.”

“Very stylish,” she replied with a grin. “We’re actually meeting Bruce and Dawn tomorrow”

“What?” I asked, as I took in the unexpected mention of my birth mother and her husband.

“Yes, your Dad, says that, if Bruce comes into me, and he creams Dawn, then it will bring us all closer together.”

“Well, it is a view,” I replied, “and he does realise that she is black only?”

“He is hoping that she will make an exception for him.”

“At least you will get Bruce’s big cock,” I said as I pulled another top over my head. It was a white crop top and had a tie to the back. Matching it with a short, black skirt, I studied myself in the mirror.

“If you are going for a lecturer, that is perfect,” my mother said.

“What makes you say that?”

“It makes you look like one of his slutty pupils.”

I smiled at the comment, “in that case it is perfect,” I said.

The choice of outfit was also perfect timing as the beep of a horn outside indicated that my taxi had arrived. Giving my mother a kiss on the cheek I headed out and got into the back seat.

The driver was young and middle eastern, and he watched me in the rear-view mirror as he glided through the streets towards the restaurant that the lecturer had picked. “I think I have seen you somewhere before?” the driver commented as he took a right onto the ring road.

“Possibly,” I replied, “I have done some online stuff.” As I said that, I crossed and uncrossed my legs in the hope he would get a quick glimpse of my pussy.

“Ahhh yes,” he said as a broad grin crossed his face, I saw your video the other day in the woods.

“Did you enjoy it?”

“Yeah, I beat my cock until it spunked everywhere.”

“Well, I am hoping to make a lot more of them.”

 “Really? I saw there was one with a guy called Junior, but I have not watched that one yet.”

“He’s my boyfriend, and that was his first time fucking a cunt.”

“What is he like?”

“Massive.”

The driver smiled as he pulled up outside the restaurant. “Maybe you will let me have a go one day?”

“Maybe, my body is pretty open to men.”

Getting out of the taxi, I found the lecturer waiting for me. He was dressed in a suit and looked amazing for a man of his age. “I’d like to introduce you to my friend,” he said with a smile as he pointed towards a man who was stood next to him, his back to me.

The man turned around and I watched him, mouth agape, as I realised it was Bruce.

“What are you doing here?” I asked as I stared at my mother’s husband.

“Because I want to try you.”

“Does Dawn know?”

Shifting uncomfortably, Bruce gave me a look of slight embarrassment.

“Not really then?” I offered

“Each month we are both allowed one experience that we don’t share with the other.”

“And this is what you have chosen?”

“Yes.”

I nodded in acknowledgement, “so I can never tell Dawn about this?”

“That is correct, is it a problem?”

I thought about it for a moment, promise me that you will fuck my adopted mother as well?”

Bruce laughed at the comment, “of course.”

Together the three of us walked into the restaurant and taking a booth table in the corner, I sat between the two of them.

Within moments of taking my seat, the lecturer had his hand on my leg. He was obviously horny for me, and he smiled as our eyes met. “You’re far sexier than that Shanisha,” he said as he gently stoked his hand up and down my leg.

“Thank you.”

“Then again, she visits me once a month or so, and as a result I have ploughed her pussy well over time.”

“So yesterday was not the first time?”

“Of course not, she would have been kicked off the course if she did not give herself up the way she does. Though you may have noticed that she did not quite take me to full depth.”

“I suspect that not many people can,” I replied, and the lecturer reached between my legs, pulling them open with his hand. His fingers touched against the smooth skin just above my pussy.

The touch thrilled me, and I licked my lips to show my appreciation at his touch. As I did so, Bruce placed his hand on my other leg, slowly teasing my legs wider until my legs were wide open. If it were not for the table, I would have been exposed to the whole room.

Reaching lower, the lecturer plunged a finger into me as Bruce reached over the top and did the same. I gasped slightly as the two men penetrated me. My hole was wet, and I could here the sound of their fingers working their magic.

A cute, young waitress, blonde and with large breasts, came over to the table. She was dressed in black, a tight-fitting blouse and a small lycra mini skirt. “Would you like to order?” she asked, and I watched as Bruce and the lecturer both drank in the sight of her body despite the fact that they were finger fucking me.

Our orders taken, she walked away, and I noticed that Bruce, in particular was fixated on her wobbly bum. “You would like to fuck her?” I asked as gasped at the touch of a finger on the top of my clitoris.

“Yes, but even more, I wonder if she would make porn with me?” Bruce looked at me as he spoke, “Do you know her?”

“No,” I replied, “but I am sure I can get her telephone number.”

Bruce took a moment to think about his reply, “you would do that?”

“Yes.”

“Even while I am playing with you?”

“Yes, I will check her out and, if she is interested, I will get her details for you.”

“Hmm,” Bruce stroked his chin with his free hand for a moment before looking past me at the lecturer. “What do you think?” he asked his friend.

“I would say that if the delightful slut here was to cum as the drinks were returned, then she would prove her eagerness.” Looking at the lecturer I saw him smiling as I realised that he was just as crude and horny as Bruce was showing himself to be.

“You’re on,” I replied and looking forward I focused all my attention on making sure I was on edge in time for the drinks to arrive.

It did not take much effort and as I watched the waitress return, as she carefully carried a tray on which sat our drinks, I felt my body reach the cliff. The girl placed the first of the drinks on the table just as I let myself fall over the edge. A flash of electricity coursing through my body as I did so. Biting my bottom lip, I stopped myself from screaming out loud, but my eyes alone told the story as the orgasm made every one of my muscles tense up.

The girl placed my drink down just in time to make eye contact with me as I reached my peak and pausing for a moment she stared into my eyes. Finally, the sensations subsided, and I gave out a small gasp as I finally tried to catch my breath again.

“You OK?” the girl asked as she watched me.

I knew that she was not thinking in terms of whether I was unwell and I smiled coyly at her, “Everything is perfect,” I said, “I am very happy to be here.”

The girl flashed her eyes back and fore as she took in the sight of my two older, black, lovers. She returned my smile with one of her own, “I bet you are,” she said and for a moment I felt like I could read her mind. She wanted these two black cocks as well.

Picking up my drink, I sipped at the contents carefully as the waitress moved away. “Very good,” Bruce commented once she was out of ear shot.

“She wants both of you,” I replied as I put my glass back down. “Once I have recovered, I will speak to her on her own.”

“Good,” the lecturer said from my other side as his interest in Bruce’s thoughts seemed to peak beyond that of just a friend. I looked at him, and then back at Bruce, taking in each of their facial expressions as I did.

They had similar noses, and chins. The Lecturer was slightly shorter and stockier than Bruce, but there was a distinctive similarity in the two of them. “You’re brothers,” I said as the realisation hit me.

“Yes,” Bruce replied, “my brother is a silent investor in my business and takes a big interest in it.”

“Has he slept with Dawn as well?” I asked Bruce before turning my head towards the lecturer, “have you? Have you fucked Dawn?”

The lecturer grinned, “of course, in fact I introduced them to each other after I had dated her for a short while. She was too full on for me though, I like to dabble in this world whereas those two live it full time.”

“Well, I guess it is lucky for you that Junior needs his grades boosted then?”

“Oh, he doesn’t need his grades boosted, I just told him that he did because I knew he would send you to me.”

“You wanted to trick your nephew into offering up his girlfriend for your cock?”

“Actually, it was my idea,” Bruce said as he put an arm around my shoulders. “I arranged for it to be filmed, as I want to release a video showing just how slutty you are.”

“So, you have someone filming then?” I asked as my eyes scanned the room for the secret camera.

“No, I know the owner, he will supply the CCTV, we are sitting just under the camera that I need.”

“Does it have audio?”

“Yes,” Bruce replied as his eyes glanced at his brother again.

“You two are the nastiest black men I have ever met. I hope the two of you use me like fuck meat and cum in my cunt until it overflows.”

Bruce laughed at the comment, “see, Dawn was right, she said that you would top everything that she brings to the table.”

“Just a pity that she lied to me then.”

“Dawn never lied to you,” Bruce said, as he studied my face trying to work out what I was getting at.

“Well, you lied, she just never told me the truth, that she was going to get her husband to fuck me.”

“That wasn’t a lie, she doesn’t know I am here.”

“That may be so, but only because you will probably surprise her with the video. There’s no way you are making a video with both of us in it, without her knowing that at some point you are going to fuck me.”

“I’m not sure which is nastiest,” Bruce said as his eyes glanced up and down my body. “That Dawn is happy for me to fuck her daughter, or that you are happy to be that daughter.”

“Definitely me,” I replied with a hint of defiance in my voice.

“Why you?”

“Because I am your son’s girlfriend as well.”

“Ahh,” Bruce grinned as he took in what I had said.

“Yeah, and to think you are going to fill me with the spunk that made him. Imagine if you got me pregnant?”

Bruce was shocked at my comment and for a moment he pulled away from me.

“Seriously?” I asked as I reached out a hand under the table and placed it on his groin. “You telling me that you are not going to use that cock on me now?”

“Hello,” it was the waitress again, this time returning with our food orders. Dishing up the food, she looked at me repeatedly, her face saying that she wanted to know more about the decisions I was making.

Standing, I winked at her as I gave a gentle nod of my head. The lecturer let me out from behind the table and I walked over to the bathroom. Entering, I found another customer already in there and locking myself in a cubicle I pretended to use the toilet until the other person left. Then, leaving the cubicle, I stood at the hand basin as if adjusting my makeup in the mirror.

The door opened and the waitress walked in. She smiled at me in the reflection as she stood at the hand basin next to me. “You make porn with Bruce and his friend?” she asked quietly as she glanced over her shoulder to make sure we were alone.

“Yes,” I replied.

“I’d like to get involved as well.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she swallowed nervously, “or at least I think I am.”

“You are sexually experienced?”

“I’ve slept with a lot of guys, if that is what you mean?”

“Partly, it is also about the type of sex you have had, or at least are prepared to have.”

“I have watched your films, so I know what is involved.”

“And you have enjoyed them?”

“Yes.”

Turning my back to the handbasin, I stepped in closer to the waitress and discreetly slipped a hand between her legs. I found her knickerless and smooth, her pussy wet and ready for me to slip a finger into it.

“Have you ever been blacked?”

“No, but I want to, my boyfriend would not like it though.”

“Does your boyfriend like you being fucked by others?”

“Yes, but he is racist.”

“Ahhh, I see your problem,” I said as I considered the situation.

“You might need to leave him.”

The waitress looked pained at the suggestion, “I’m not sure I can.”

“Hmm, give me your phone?” I asked and the waitress did so obediently. Looking at the unlocked screen, I entered my number and saved it under my name before returning it. “Give me a call sometime,” I said with a smile.

I returned to my never lovers and resumed my seat with a grin, “she is interested, but needs to work through some things,” I said as Bruce looked at me. “I am sure she will come round though.”

“Good,” Bruce replied as I finally tucked into the food I had ordered.

I ate quickly, smiling at the two men who had already finished their meals as they watched me.

“When you are finished, we shall go back to my place,” the lecturer said with a smile as he placed a hand on my back, slowly sliding it down towards my ass.

“Sure,” I replied between mouthfuls as I increased the rate at which I ate so that we could leave.  

Finally finished I watched as Bruce paid the bill and then, leading the way, the three of us stepped out onto the street. “Where do you live?” I asked the lecturer.

He smiled, “luckily, I have an apartment just down here,” he said and walking to the end of the building that held the restaurant he turned a corner and led me down a side street.

Stopping at a small apartment block, he opened the communal door with a fob and the three of us stepped inside.

By the time I had crossed the foyer and got to the lift, Bruce had undone the ties on my top and my breasts were displayed for all to see.

Turning to look at me, the lecturer’s mouth fell open for a moment, “they are fantastic,” he commented and then taking hold of me, he pulled me into the lift. We kissed, as Bruce joined alongside us.

Taking his cock out of his trousers as the lift rose, Bruce caught my hand and placed it onto his length. He was big, very big, in fact he felt almost as thick as Junior though not quite as long.

The lift doors open to the sound of a make voice I did not know, “perfect timing,” it said. I tried to pull away to see who it was, but the lecturer grabbed my head and kept my lips locked onto his.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a cameraman,” Bruce said from the side of me before gasping gently as I slid my hand along his length.

I felt a hand on my backside, I was not sure if it was Bruce of the lecturer, but it was firm to the touch and it pulled on the hem of my skirt. My ass was now exposed, and I opened my legs slightly as I felt a finger slide between my bum cheeks.

The touch made me giggle as I wondered what these two hung, older, black men would have in store for me. Especially now that I was aware that my exploitation would be filmed for all to see.

Pulling his cock from my grasp, I could feel as Bruce moved around behind me, his warm breath just brushing against his neck as he stepped in close. I wondered what he was going to do, when suddenly I felt his arms grab me around the waist and I was hoisted in the air. He turned around and carried me, my back resting on his shoulder while one arm embraced me and the other held my hips in the air. I had no choice, but to let my legs flail open and as I looked down, I could see that Bruce was walking me towards the camera man.

Everyone who watched this video would be able to see my open, wet, pussy so smooth and inviting as it was walked towards the place where it would be invaded for the first time.

The apartment door was already open, and Bruce carried me through it and on into the bedroom. Dropping me forward, he swung me around in the same movement so that I fell onto the bed, landing on my back. Before me, Bruce stood clothed, but with his cock erect, as it rose from the front of his open trousers.

“Are you going to use me with that thing, or are you just going to stand there?” I asked trying to sound as seductive and cheeky as possible as I spoke.

“You are a nasty slut,” Bruce commented as he pulled his top off, over his head. “Dawn told me that you would make her look like a Num, and now we are going to find out.”

“A Nun? Imagine me dressed as a Num as some hung, black, priest filled me in?”

The lecturer appeared in the room, already naked, his cock hard and ready. Moving to the side of the bed he climbed up onto it, kneeling next to my head as he did so. Taking one of my arms, I fell back completely until I rested on the bed and then as he moved closer, the lecturer lifted his cock and then dropped it onto my lips. I licked it greedily as I felt Bruce climbing between my legs.

The tip of Bruce’s cock brushed against my labia as the lecturer rotated himself around so that he could slide his length into my mouth. I took him greedily, the task made easier by my mouth opening wide with pleasure as Bruce started to penetrate me.

Sliding his length to the back of my throat, the lecturer gave a sigh of pleasure before pulling all the way back. Its removal allowed me to look down for a second to see that Bruce was now on top of me, his cock fully embedded as he split me open.

The simple act of Bruce taking me felt dirty, like I was cheating on my own mother with the love of her life. “Fuck me hard,” I begged while our eyes met as he folded up my legs until they were on his shoulders.

“You nasty whore,” he muttered in between deep breaths as he ploughed himself as deep as possible into me.

Beside my head, the lecturer wanked himself furiously before, grabbing my forehead he pushed me back down and thrust himself into my mouth again. I took his cock willingly, letting it slide down my throat.

A wave of pleasure passed through me, the sensation of choking on the lecturer’s cock while Bruce fucked me driving me towards my own rarely reached orgasm.

It did not last though as the lecturer withdrew his cock and signalled for Bruce to pull out as well. Instead, he pulled me around on the bed until he was between my legs, and then, slowly he entered me, taking pleasure as he sunk every inch into my hole.

“That’s right,” I said with a smile as he took me, “my pussy has to be worth Junior’s grades.”

The lecturer grunted at the comment and picked up the pace, sliding in and out of me as he groped my breasts until he reached the point that he could not hang on. He grunted, thrusting deep into me, his hands gripping my body tight as his balls drained their contents into me, filling me with a large dollop of black cock cum.

I smiled as he collapsed on me for a moment, before looking up at Bruce who stood over me, still hard. “Perfect,” he said, “now come here.” Taking a hand, he encouraged me to climb out from underneath the lecturer.

Getting to my feet, Bruce kept hold of my hand as he guided me over to the window and threw open the curtains. Beyond there was a large balcony and opening the window he walked me out onto it. I gripped the railing, sticking my ass out towards him, legs open as we reached the edge.

Behind me, I could hear the camera man shuffling around as Bruce put his hands on my hips. He guided himself into me, his cock sliding in and out of my already cum filled pussy while I looked out over the street and building lights of the town.

The moment is perfect and satisfied with how things have gone, Bruce lets himself go. His cum filled me as he took me from behind, his big cock ensuring that it was inserted deep into my womb.

Finished, he pulled out, and as I watched him, he strode along the balcony with the smile of a conqueror, his cum still leaking from me as he did so.

“Cut,” Bruce said with a smile, as he turned on his heels to face me and the cameraman again, “now go edit that, I want it online tomorrow.”

“Sure,” the cameraman said as left the balcony.

The noise of a window opening met my ears, and looking further along I saw another patio window open. My ass was still stuck in the air, and I could only watch in surprise as Dawn appeared.

“Hey darling,” she said with a smile as she walked towards her husband. Reaching him, they kissed and then she dropped to her knees, taking his cock in her mouth and cleaning it with her tongue.

“Do you want to go again?” The voice came from behind me, from the door I had used to get onto the balcony. I turned to see the lecturer stood there, his cock hard again.

“Sure,” I replied and stepping towards him, I let him embrace me, our lips meeting as he did so. Then stepping inside, I allowed Junior’s uncle to take me one more time.

Find out what happens next in A Mother’s Inspiration 4