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Flavia only half heard KittyKat's questions. She was very distracted by the girl sucking on her nipple, and adjusted herself to pull the girl on more comfortably. The older woman was hard and wet. Surely KittyKat must see how aroused her mentor was, and that men showed the same response.

"Ahem," she began, placing her hand behind the girl's head and holding her against her chest, gasping a little as KittyKat sucked a little harder. "You know men think you are sexy. Those men out there are all anxious to fuck you. Now. Tomorrow. Whenever. I know the Professor's ideas are challenging and I will take steps to modify his approach. Red is besotted with you already. I know it. You are going to love performing with Red. And other girls, and boys, will be so jealous. And Ricky, well...Ricky is just a boy. He won't say much, but he fucked you in the studio, and he has an enormous cock. Sure, he's got no finesse, but that will come. In fact, I'd like you to help me train Ricky. Would you like to do that?"

She paused, in case KittyKat wanted to respond, but the girl sucked tight on her nipple.

"I might even be able to see you get credit officially as part of my slutification of Ricky project. If you're going to spend time with him then the college will recognise that. Yes."

Flavia felt very satisfied with her herself, even as her arousal grew.

"As for the TV and the porn and Sophia, you're going to have to get used to performing in front of porn. You arouse men, beautiful girl, but when you're in a room full of men you only have so many holes available to them. The guys who are waiting need something to keep them busy and that is porn. There are other options, of course. Fluffers, for example. You've heard of fluffers?"

Again Flavia paused. Fluffers. Maybe other women was an option. Bring another girl into the picture for KittyKat to get to know, work with, maybe compete with. Now, she thought, who might be available to perform that role?
 
KittyKat was only half listening to Mistress while she put all her efforts into making the nipple in her mouth as aroused as possible. This was the first time she'd concentrated on only one part of her lover's body, and she wanted to do it well.

Of course, certain things Mistress said stuck in her mind, bolstering her esteem, rebuilding her confidence. She aroused men. Mistress said so, and that the men in the other room were anxious to fuck her. Anytime. Mr. Red was besotted with her and other girls and boys would be jealous. And Mistress wanted her help corrupting Ricky and his big beautiful cock.

Everything was getting better, and Mistress seemed to be enjoying KittyKat's attentions on her breast. It would be nice, when the others had gone, to spend an hour or two pleasuring other parts of Mistress and see how many orgasms she could induce. And fluffers? She didn't know what they were, but no doubt would be educated in due course.

But for now, this nipple was her whole world.
 
Flavia had every intention of calming KittyKat and returning to the living room and their male company. But the girl's insistent sucking on her nipple was highly pleasurable. Flavia paused in the bathroom, all the while wondering how to make this even more comfortable. She managed to run a finger down to her pussy and was able to stroke herself, even pushing the end a little way inside her cunt. The stroking and the penetration, on top of the nipple sucking, made her flinch and buck a little.

"Can you feel that?" Flavia asked. "You're making me do that, sexy KittyKat. It's not only men who find you sexy."

She sensed the girl smiling round her nipple, and a renewed sliding and curling of the tongue.

"I think, beautiful girl, we need to return to our men friends. But after we've made them happy, I want to come back to nipple play. Yeah?"
 
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"Yes, Mistress," KittyKat replied, breaking the suction of her lips on the gorgeous nipple and leaning back slightly. She might consider herself to be a bit backward in her emotional and interpersonal immaturity, but she knew that Mistress had just cleverly put her back together and said all the things the young woman needed to hear, needed reassurance on.

"I do love you, you know. You're the best friend a girl could have, the best lover, best mentor, tutor, companion. And it's ok if you don't love me the same way. I don't mind anymore. I think I might be beginning to grow up. But I'll always love you and thank you for looking after me and bringing me into the Adult world in a way that the Prof doesn't get. I'm glad you helped me lose my virginity, and are helping me explore every sexual thing. Though it would never have happened without the Prof teaching me the meaning of freedom."

KittyKat washed her face and mouth in the basin and cleared the remnants of her earlier panic, and standing up straight in just the lace panties, pinched her nipples until they were red and puffy and pointy, presenting herself to Mistress for inspection. "Let's go fuck," she suggested, grinning happily.
 
"Let's go fuck."

Flavia couldn't hide her satisfaction. She followed KittyKat back into the living room, the girl naked except for the gstring panties. The three men were sitting on the couch, naked, stroking their cocks, watching Sophia on the flatscreen like some kind of anthropological tableau titled 'The Three Ages of Viewing Porn'. Ricky on the far end, all youthful skin and bone, wide eyed at what he was seeing, vigorously stroking his cock which seemed so much longer and larger than a body like his should sport. Then Red in the middle, muscled and tattooed, hand on his cock, smile on his chiseled face, casually taking it all in while he kept his fuck tool primed. And the ageing Professor on the end closest, more seriously engaged in getting himself hard than in focusing on the screen. Which surprised Flavia. After all, Sophia was always the Professor's starting point when it came to analysing porn.

The older woman stepped in front of the flatscreen just as Sophia cried out 'fuck me big boy'. She cringed, making a mental note never to use that phrase. Behind her, a big boy or two were grunting away, the faces of the three men on the couch leaning this way and that, trying to see the action.

"I'm switching it off for now," Flavia said as she picked up the remote and the screen went blank. "You can jerk off to porn anytime. Today is all about KittyKat. She's let you fist her, fuck her mouth, do whatever you liked in fact, and now she wants to ass fuck like you promised. And I want to film it. No faces, nothing to put names to. Jus close ups. Cock and ass. Preparing, positioning, breaching, in and out fucking, withdrawal, cumming, cleaning up in the mouth maybe. One at a time...unless KittyKat you want to try double anal, but you can decide that later. OK?"
 
"Double?" KittyKat hadn't even thought of double. Double fucking. Double ass fucking. Was that even possible? "Er, maybe Mr. Red and Ricky? In the bar? I dunno? Not just yet?" KittyKat had been thrown by the suggestion. She was all prepped and ready to get fucked in her ass by three cocks in a row, recovered from her little panic, and Mistress threw that unexpected challenge at her like it was her own choice. It made her hesitate just when she was trying to be confident and bold.

True, Mistress had left her a way out, with the you can decide later, but her smooth coolness that she was pretending had been interrupted, tripped. The three guys might even notice. But probably not, she decided, given how focused they were on their own cocks and the need to stimulate and empty them.

She decided that possibly the Prof would cum quickest and so backed up towards him, watching Mistress, needing to know when she was ready to film, when it was time to sit back and impale her asshole on his stiff prick in front of Mistress's camera.
 
Red and Ricky in the bar? Flavia heard the uncertainty in KittyKat’s voice and agreed, double penetration can wait for later. And it wasn’t likely Ricky would be available. Flavia was sure the Chinese twink would have a dance card as full as KittyKat’s on Saturday.

She watched the girl make her way towards the Professor. After the little incident in the bathroom everything seemed OK again. Just nerves? Whatever. She’d just have to watch her protege more closely, and not be lulled into thinking the girl was somehow a seasoned professional.

Flavia prepped the camera. “You’re first Angus,” she said as if she was making him coffee rather than preparing to film him giving his student anal. The older man was still focused on keeping his cock hard. He looked up and smiled at KittyKat.

”Straddle him,” Flavia said. “He’s hard enough but no time to waste. Hands on his shoulders. You can kiss if you want. I just want to photograph his cock sliding inside you.”

The older woman knelt down on the floor as the teenager climbed aboard.
 
Looking down over her shoulder at Mistress, seeing the camera ready, KittyKat suggested, "I know you don't really want faces in this, but could you kind of start just with mine and then pan down to the action? You can edit it out if you need to, but if I'm to outporn Sophia I'd quite like to get the credit for this?"

She didn't know if Mistress was recording just pictures or sound as well, but just in case she added, "Hi, I'm KittyKat and I'm about to get my ass properly fucked!" She smiled for Mistress and her camera, and then faced her Prof to concentrate on giving him a nice time. It seemed important that she give pleasure whenever she could.

With her legs either side of his, hands on his shoulders for support, she turned her head to the right and closed her eyes, lower lip gripped lightly between her teeth. She could feel the slick end of his erect penis against her poo hole, and exhaling in almost a sigh she sank down, engulfing the penetrating tool slowly, making sure Mistress would have time to record the old cock entering her young body.

Mistress had given them their Directions. Cocks and an asshole. Getting ready, in position, penetration, fucking, pull out, spunk. Or something like that. They were now at the fuck stage. And Mistress would want to see plenty of erect cock revealed and then buried. So that's what she worked on, rising until her Prof was almost popping out, then sinking down until he was fully engulfed by her asshole. Up, hold, down; over and over, getting faster, making him pant, bringing him to the point of needing to shoot. Mistress would know when and would hopefully tell her to jump off so they could capture the sight of the Prof's cumming. That was a big part of porn, wasn't it? The cumshot? Wasn't it called the money shot? She wasn't sure. She had so much of her porn education ahead of her.
 
Flavia couldn’t admonish KittyKat no matter how naughty she was being. Just fucking, she’d said. Just the cock going into the ass. That was all she’d be filming. Anatomy. So what does the girl do? Ask for her face to be filmed and then introduce herself. Like a real pro.

And as if it was KittyKat directing, and not Dr Flavia Martinelli, porn star and academic, Flavia did as she was told, holding the camera high and catching too much of her protégés face and then the cheeky intro, ‘hi I’m KittyKat and I’m getting my ass fucked’ or some such nonsense like they were filming some instructional video for Human Resources or marketing.

Marketing. Flavia‘s mind wandered even as she lowered the camera and concentrated on the very business like way KittyKat accommodated the Professors cock in her asshole. Marketing might be an option, she thought. Still photography. Glamour. Advertising. But with a porn angle. Well not so much an angle as a one hundred percent focus. Had anyone done that before, she thought. A porn star who was also the face of marketing, not just porn products, but porn to sell cosmetics and clothing and travel and cars and who knew what? I’m a genius, Flavia thought, almost missing the money shot as KittyKat lifted herself off the Professor and the old man shot his cum up her ass crack where it pooled neatly for the camera before sliding languidly down past the girl‘s gaping asshole and dripped onto the carpet.

”Ricky or Red, honey?” Flavia asked as KittyKat stood and adjusted her panties.
 
KittyKat was panting a little, partly from her modest exertions and partly from arousal. She was enjoying herself. More than she expected.

"Both!" KittyKat challenged, remembering Mistress's earlier offer. "Let's do the double! You're still filming, right?" KittyKat adjusted herself where Mistress could still capture her on video, could get as much or as little of her as she wanted. "Haha, I think I've become an attention junkie!" Her eyes glowed with the intensity of her rising high, becoming intoxicated with being filmed.

"Let's do the double ass fuck you promised, if the guys are up for it? But I don't know how we're all supposed to be arranged?"

She also wasn't sure if the Prof's cum needed cleaning up, using as lube, or anything else. She looked to Mistress for decisions and direction, just wanting to be the centre of attention and to please.
 
Attention junkie! Flavia found herself laughing out loud.

”Arranged. You make it sound like we’re laying the table for high tea…which might just be the cleanest analogy of the day.”

KittyKat was bouncing around like an excited kid, no hint that she’d been fisted earlier or been throwing up in the bathroom. Moody or what?

”Red. Ricky. You heard the girl. Double penetration. What do you think? A sandwich on the bed? Holding her up between you? Scissoring while she lowers herself onto you? A position I’ve never heard of?”

Flavia laughed again. A position I’ve never heard of.

”As if,” Red said, mirroring her thoughts. “All three maybe.“

The tattooed guy stood and gathered KittyKat and Ricky in his arms, pulling them close.

”A group shot,” he said, smiling at Flavia, the two men naked and KittyKat still in the lacy panties. “What do we say for the camera, Flavia? Ahhhh or lube?”
 
KittyKat grinned. She'd made Mistress smile, laugh, joke. She must be doing something right. And obviously agreeing to the double anal fuck had been exactly the right thing. The way Mistress seemed so relaxed all of a sudden, so natural and at ease, lifted KittyKat's spirits like nothing else. If she was a good girl, and careful, she might even get Mistress to fall in love with her, too. The secret was probably to agree to everything Mistress wanted, but as if it was her own choice, her own wish, not just blind obedience. Not that there was anything wrong with blindly obeying Mistress. That was fun too. In fact, everything to do with Mistress was fun.

"We say, Aaaaaasssss, and then pout with saying Luuuuuube haha!" Stood between the two guys, an arm around each thick muscly waist, one far more so than the other, KittyKat gazed at Mistress with the deepest love, affection, and surrender. Her heart was totally taken. While her mouth laughingly said the Ass and Lube, her eyes said to the filmmaker, I'm totally in love with you!

"Just a sec, another pose." KittyKat quickly dropped her lacy thong to mid-thigh but kept her knees together so that her bush was on show but not her still-gaping vagina. Then she turned to face Red and kissed his cheek while looking into the camera, before turning the other way and doing the same with Ricky. Finally, she suggested, "Guys, grab a tit each but don't cover my nipples?" while she faced the camera again between them, taking a cock in each hand. "What can I say? I'm a greedy girl!" and she laughed and grinned, totally happy, hoping that the Prof was pleased with what he was creating. She knew she was becoming the girl she was meant to be.
 
Flavia kept filming. KittyKat was in charge now. Red was lapping the attention up, oohing and aahing for the camera in response to having his cock grabbed and teased. Even Ricky, usually so impassive, couldn’t help but smile. He grabbed a tit as instructed and the three naked friends stood before Flavia looking for the all the world like they met all the time and fucked on film. Which just might be what the future holds, Flavia thought.

The Professor returned from the toilet, and Flavia noted that he simply took a seat, silently, to enjoy the show.

“The hardest part of double penetration,” Flavia said, “is filming it. For the photographer at least. There’s not much room. But if we get into it I’ll see what I can do.”

I do sound like I’m organising high tea, she thought. She just stopped herself from saying “I’ll be mother.”

”So sandwich, scissor and upright, I think. Upright is best for filming so we will do that last. Any questions?”
 
It was time for the grownups to take over again. KittyKat might have youth, freshness, and imagination on her side, but she was also inexperienced and frankly out of her depth when it came to acting or filmmaking. Which was okay, since Mistress knew everything there was to know about making films, and Red was a seasoned performer who would help get them organised the way the Director wanted.

"Absolutely all three," KittyKat added. Not because her agreement was needed, that was a given, but to join in with the scene, to be a willing part of it, fully invested. "I know this is going to be a bit of a stretch, but if Sophia can take objects up her bum, I can certainly take two cocks!"

Sandwich. That's what Mistress said would be first. That sounded like tea time! KittyKat quipped, "I'm ready for a sandwich, who brought the tea, haha!" She was having fun, and again glanced at Mistress with adoration while they got sorted.
 
“Ok,” Flavia said. ”Sandwich it is. The coffee table mightn’t take all three of you. The sofa? Red, you’re the DP expert. I’m not really equipped for a full length movie. Just scenes and stills. Does the sofa work for you?”

Distracted by her thoughts Flavia hadn’t noticed Red kissing his colleagues, first KittyKat, then Ricky. Sort of ‘thanks for being here‘ kisses. Or maybe ‘I’m in charge, just follow my lead’. She fully expected to have to direct fairly conspicuously. For all her enthusiasm KittyKat might very likely freeze if they got into new territory. And Ricky was a lot smaller than Red. And wiry. Not muscled at all. Could he go on the bottom of a sandwich let alone hold KittyKat up between him and Red? She certainly wanted the Chinese kid underneath. There was much less to do in a threesome on the bottom. You just got your cock inside, then lay still making sure to hold it there, while the guy on top did all the ass and thrusting work in front of the lens. Red was the natural ass and thrusts guy, but Ricky was going to be crushed.

”On the sofa, kid,” Red said to Ricky, taking him by the hand, then leading him over, and lying him down.

Red, she thought. Thinks what I’m thinking and at the very same time.

”KittyKat, fluff him. Get him hard. Then we‘ll get his cock inside your ass before I climb up. It’s two cocks in the same hole, gorgeous. Sure you’re up for hot little Ricky and big Red?”
 
KittyKat giggled, am I up for hot little Ricky and Big Red? But then she got serious. "So um, fluff? ER, what exactly is that?"

She looked from the not-so-little prone Ricky with his big cock obviously needing some stimulation, to Red all masculine hotness and power and raw fuck-machine, to Mistress all technical with camera and creative ideas and in filmmaker mode, looking utterly sexy and decisive. Yet again KittyKat shot her a look of adoration. Yes, she probably would do absolutely anything for her Idol if it meant earning or keeping her affection. But there was still the question of the sandwich.

"So um," pretty much figuring it out, "I'm guessing I'm to be the fuck-meat between two slices of cock-bread? Which way up do I go? facing Ricky or on my back?" While pondering and asking, she had begun stroking Ricky towards full hardness again; confident, comfortable hand strokes tugging his cock full length from balls to tip, using her other hand to play a bit with those balls. She found testicles to be fascinating. So delicate and vulnerable yet with a life and character of their own, moving independently in her hand as if they possessed a life of their own, perhaps just busily making sperm like a good spunk factory, getting ready for another shipment to despatch into her waiting body.

"And I know we're just doing stills and scenes, but I'd love to be recognisable as me, for it to be clear who the girl is getting her first double anal fuck, her first experience of two pretty cocks in her bum hole at the same time? I mean, Sophia gets all the credit for her work, right? And I can do at least as well as her? Can't I, Mistress?" Her eyes darting between Mistress and the Prof this time, KittyKat again sought reassurance as if she were asking Mum and Dad about something as innocent as perhaps horse riding for the first time.
 
What is fluff? Flavia laughed again. For a porn shoot the afternoon was a hoot. If only she could ditch the camera and climb aboard with the beautiful people. And the Professor of course. She looked round. He was wide eyed if a little sad.

”Fluffing, my dear, is getting a man hard. Mouth work,” Flavia said. “On a porn shoot they employ a group of people, women and men, to suck the male stars hard, to make sure they are erect and keep them there, with or without chemical assistance. Maybe I should arrange for you, and Ricky to visit a real porn shoot. A stint of fluffing would be a useful experience for your both.”

Should she mention boning? Maybe not right now, but as fluffers they may find themselves drafted as boners as well. She’d been the boner girl on a porn shoot once, the mouth or cunt or ass available at the end of each scene, and particularly at the end of the day for the male stars to drain their cocks, cum down from their erections, work off their frustrations, de stress. Fluffing was hard enough. Boning was the lowest job on the totem pole.

Flavia watched KittyKat playing with Ricky’s balls. She was fascinated and fascinating, chatting away about what she wanted. The older women found herself agreeing to whatever her protege asked for.

”Yes, yes, beautiful girl. You’ll get all the credit. Now fluff him before he and Red go down.”
 
"Yes, Mistress!" Yep, KittyKat would do anything. "Mouth work, huh?"

This was something she could do. Okay, maybe not with the skill and style of a professional like Sophia, but KittyKat already had some experience of cock-sucking, so leaning forward she just got to it, stroking and licking and sucking Ricky back to attention, taking the end of hos cock between her lips and flicking her soft tongue around, feeling the blood filling his lovely fucktube, getting him ready to go up her bum.

She was pleased to see that Mistress had already started filming, and looked into the camera to acknowledge the cock in her mouth, to take full credit just like she wanted. And it was fun, too. There was something deeply satisfying in having a mouthful of cock. KittyKat was enjoying herself.

And so was Ricky, it seemed. Ricky, her screen-brother in the video film they were to make. Sucking her screen brother while her screen Mum filmed them. That made her grin around the cock between her teeth, it was so naughty. But then she'd wanted to be adopted by Mistress as her legal daughter while being her lover at the same time.

Unsure where all this was taking her, KittyKat concentrated on the job in hand, or in mouth, and relaxed her lips to suck Ricky off properly.
 
Flavia shouldn’t have been surprised at the enthusiasm with which KittyKat fluffed Ricky. They didn’t seem especially close. In fact, Flavia was struggling to think of two words which had passed between them. Not that being fuck buddies required conversation at all. But were they fuck buddies? Well, she mused, they are now. And what sexy situation didn’t KittyKat address with enthusiasm?

Red stood beside her, the tube of lube in his hand.

”Not sure little Ricky will need too much lubing,” he whispered flirtily in Flavia’s ear, “but as for me, will this be enough?”

Flavia leaned against him, enjoying the smell of his nakedness and sex in the room.

”Maybe, but little Ricky is getting bigger.”

The older woman circled the sofa, holding the camera close to where the white girl had the Chinese cock in her mouth.

”Smile for me beautiful girl,” Flavia said.

”While she still can,” Red whispered again.
 
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KittyKat smiled dutifully around a mouthful of cock, happy again, doing what she enjoyed, loving being the centre of attention again. The impending anal stretch was undoubtedly going to be a physical challenge and would almost certainly hurt a bit, but she knew it was worth the suffering in order to gain the accomplishment. What surprised her was that the Prof wasn't all enthusiastic about what they were doing. Could it be that his philosophy was fine in theory and when applied to people he didn't know, but became problematic in practice, especially with friends and with his own personal fuck doll? Or was it simply a case of him losing control of the situation?

Whatever the Prof's problem, Mistress seemed happy with what they were attempting and that was good enough for KittyKat. Ricky was now nice and hard in her mouth and she backed off her efforts a little, not sure how close to cumming she was supposed to get him. And what about Red? Was he still hard somewhere behind her, or was Mistress encouraging his cock back to full and essential hardness?

And why was she concerned anyway? Mistress knew what she was doing, and so did Red. She'd just leave it up to the grownups.
 
“Lower your ass onto his cock.”

Flavia turned round, sensing everyone doing the same.

”Lower your ass onto his cock.”

The Professor stood close, his trousers round his ankles, his cock hard in his hand. Before he could say it again, the girl was positioning herself.

”You’re gonna need a little lube,” Red said, first dribbling the goo onto Ricky and then onto his hand before giving KittyKat a good feel up her ass. “Nice ass,” he said as she adjusted herself to the intrusion, obviously enjoying an early taste of his tough inside her.

Flavia kept filming. Red was clearly in charge now, his sticky hands on the girl’s waist, almost lifting onto the Chinese boy who lay flat on his back on the couch. She watched as he grabbed the boy’s cock, kneeling down to dock it neatly into KittyKat’s anus.

”Push into her, kid,” he said. “You’re big so gravity won’t do all the work. Feel her inside, raise your hips a little. Good boy.”

The two 18 year old came together in a brief frenzy of heavy breathing. As KittyKat adjusted herself to the intrusion, Red rubbed her back gently, then lowered his face to her neck and kissed her.

”Good girl,” he said. “You are one sexy fuck, babydoll.”

Flavia looked up from the camera momentarily. The Professor stroked himself hard, not meeting her gaze.

”And now,” Red said, reaching for the tube, “we’re gonna need a lot of lube…”
 
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Ugh. KittyKat was breathing hard, her asshole feeling very full, stretched.

She'd done as she'd been told, like a good girl. A good girl impaling herself on an erect cock at the instruction of her Prof. It almost made her giggle, and she would have done if the physical sensations of having her anus stuffed hadn't occupied her so thoroughly. She loved how inappropriate it all was by traditional standards. In ger parents' world, good girls weren't ass-fucked so casually. Probably weren't ass-fucked at all. Certainly not in company, filmed, in a casual morning social get-together. She felt justifiably proud of herself and her liberated sophistication.

Red was being lovely, kind, helping her to ease Ricky's big penis inside the wrong hole, the one it wasn't designed for, kissing her, comforting her through the discomfort. Her Prof seemed to be enjoying himself again, like he was at a live interactive porn show. Which maybe he was. She didn't mind, she preferred him happy. And Mistress was being professional, capturing the action hopefully, capturing the detail of cock entering asshole, entering KittyKat's asshole. There could be no doubt who was getting 'anal-ised', KittyKat mused proudly.

But they weren't there yet. It was time for the real test, the treat, the pushing of boundaries, the ultimate stretching of limits, literally. She was used to Ricky inside her now, had adjusted to accommodate his big cockup her bum. There was nothing exceptional about a boy fucking the ass of a girl. But a second cock? In the same hole? They were about to make history, be exceptional, open up new ground in the world of pornographic filming and entertainment. It was going to be difficult. KittyKat hoped Red would take it slow.

If only they had two cameras, one for the closeup detail, and one for the wider setting capturing facial expressions at the moment of glory. This deserved to be immortalised.
 
To Flavia's surprise the Professor was using his phone to film KittyKat's ground breaking fuck.

"You take the close ups," he said to Flavia, an evil look on his face, "and I'll film her reaction. I love to see the look on their faces when the second cock goes in and they think they're gonna split wide open. Especially a naive little hottie like Miss Katy Cook."

Miss Katy Cook, Flavia thought. Had the girl heard her teacher use her real name? Did it matter? KittyKat was the slut, Katy the demure student. The distinction had seemed important once, but now they were confused.

But Flavia continued, as Red lubed himself up. She caught a close up of his hands on his cock, the generous application of goo, then his running his fingers round the outside of KittyKat's ass rim where Ricky was already stretching her. It's already too much, she thought to herself. The girl will be hurt. Ricky is big. And Red, well, he's bigger than Ricky. And not once did it occur to Flavia to use a butt plug, a dildo to stretch KittyKat in advance. She was going into this unprepared, a double penetration virgin with a tight hole and nothing much to help her anticipate what she was about to endure.

Red was leaning against KittyKat's bare back, placing his hands on her tummy and pulling her upright, then pushing her head down to make a vee.

"Kiss Ricky," he said as he kissed her back. "You need to relax, take your mind off what is about to happen. It's gonna hurt, my little fuckdoll, but that's what you want, and the hurt only lasts until you get used to it and allow the pleasure to take control. And think of the pleasure you're gonna bring to all the people who are gonna watch this when we publish the pics and the film. So deep breaths, beautiful. You're gonna feel my fingers inside your ass, then my hand a bit like the start of a fisting, but just to open you wide so I can work my cock inside you and against Ricky. I'm well lubed and so are you. It's gonna be fucking great."

Flavia listened to Red. He sounded like a teacher explaining some simple problem to a student, but what a problem, what a student. What a teacher!

And then even while she was thinking it through, Red's fingers were inside the girl as he did as he warned. The older woman shuffled forward to make sure her camera was as close to the action as she could get.
 
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Katy Cook the scholarship student shouldn't have been surprised to find the Professor filming too. Not exactly filming, he was using his phone not a camera. If one wanted to be precise. And ones should be precise when engaged in academic intellectual research and development. Which they were. In a way. And if she could think of it, he would too. They'd seen it before, at the start of term, at the beginning of her university education. She would have some clever thought only to find that the Prof had got there before her. That's why he was a Prof. So KittyKat the performer shouldn't have been surprised that the Prof was adding to Mistress's detailed filmmaking by recording the wider scene, recording her, recording her face. And her reactions.

It was very like interactive porn. Did such a thing exist? She would have to ask Mistress sometime. If it didn't already exist, maybe they should ...?

But what about what the Prof had said? something about the look on their faces when the second cock goes in? Their faces? This had been done before? Ok, so it wasn't quite as groundbreaking as she'd hoped. But maybe it was a step towards something truly original? But that other bit. Did Prof Plum call her a naive little hottie? Was that a compliment? A good thing? He did seem pleased. Could that be her thing? KittyKat the naive innocent little hottie? Would men like that? Was it marketable? How would they keep the idea fresh when she was also outdoing Sophia in every sexual exploration?

Partly distracted by her reflections she obeyed Red while these thoughts whirled around, leaning forward as required to kiss Ricky obediently but without passion while fingers explored and stretched her already widely filled bum hole, making extra room. Anticipating some sting but trying not to brace herself, concentrating now on yes, she had asked them to do it, that it might get pleasurable, that people would watch this and enjoy it, maybe masturbate to it, making her famous, the girl double anal fucked. Filmed, photographed, shared worldwide. She could become a star, a sensation.

Yes, it was going to be fucking great, and also great fucking.
 
Flavia wondered if there was anything hotter and more arousing than what she was watching now, a girl's asshole being penetrated by a cock and a man's fingers. Red worked his way inside KittyKat's tight hole, pushing his fingers inside and then around Ricky's fat tool, spreading the lube and loosening the sphincter. Watching through the viewfinder, Flavia was fascinated by the two ideas working in parallel. The sight was anatomical, skin and flesh and bodily fluids, muscles working, joints flexing, the girl's sphincter contracting and relaxing, the lube flowing and bubbling a little as it mixed with KittyKat's ass juice and coated Ricky's cock. At one level it wasn't sexy at all, just flesh on flesh, all pink and red and gooey, like a snake sliding into a hole. But on another level, the scene was highly arousing, an exaggerated sexual situation, extreme penetration and manipulation, something that many people might imagine, might view on porn, but never personally experience. Flavia felt sorry for people who denied themselves such experiences, both visually but mostly in the flesh. To imagine what double anal penetration must feel like, to contemplate it, to crave it, and then to deny yourself. How inestimably sad.

KittyKat was flinching. Red's digital intrusion was testing her.

"Call out if you want, beautiful girl," she said. "If it's hurting, if it's pleasurable, just let it go."

The girl was tensing, rising on her haunches to accommodate the two men inside her, the interface between cock and fingers and asshole being squeezed and pressured out of shape, taking subtle new shapes, almost breathing the cock and fingers into her body. Flavia crouched down, inches away from the site of KittyKat's violation, wondering if the Professor was getting the face shots he wanted.

And then Red's right hand was in her gaze, grasping his cock while the fingers of his other hand bunched to make a space for his cock head alongside Ricky's veiny, glistening rod. The girl's asshole gaped now, dark and red and angry, pulsing like an animal in a trap, beckoning the cock head and yet rejecting it at the same time. Flavia had an overwhelming urge to pleasure herself, take one hand off the camera and rub her wet pussy, but she resisted so as not to jeopardise the quality of the shoot.

Red was lining his cock head up with the new hole made by his fingers where they pinched and punctured KittyKat's ass. And then he placed his cock against Ricky's and pushed himself into the tight space.
 
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