Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

"Aaaaahhhh." The soft moan of protest was forced out of KittyKat as the new cock was forced in. She had already felt like she was doing a huge poo, but now it was a monster shit, and going the wrong way. Into her body not leaving it.

She felt completely ravaged. Invaded. Stinging pain. As if skewered in her guts right up to her stomach. Next time she took two cocks in the same hole it would be her vagina, she swore to herself. And yet it wasn't all bad. It was incredibly erotic. Forbidden. Doubly forbidden probably in the mundane constrained and conventional world of the unliberated. And she liked that she was pushing back against that, liked that she was helping to establish the brave new frontier.

KittyKat was turned on. Aroused. She surprised herself, and the initial grimace of discomfort on her face turned to a sort of strained but satisfied smile. I did it! she thought to herself, I'm taking two cocks up my asshole! And it's filmed! There's proof! Yes, her smile broadened into a grin of triumph. She tried gently moving but that brought a sudden burst of hurt so she stopped. Best let the professionals do their thing.

Red had been as gentle as she could reasonably expect, spreading slippery goo around everywhere. But it was like when you got an injection at the dentist. You wondered if that hurt more than the tooth work. KittyKat endured bravely, her body trying to reject the attention but her mind trying to relax everything and let it happen. She tried to take her mind off it all, revisiting the intention of both cocks in her cunt next time she did a two-in-one. But what if, she wondered, what if it were possible to do a pair of two-in-ones? A four-in-two. Was that possible? Could the geometry work? Was there space for four men down there? Had anyone filmed two cocks in one asshole and two more cocks in the cunt? Could she be the first? She would have to ask Mistress. She'd know. She knew everything.

KittyKat looked directly into the Prof's phone, mouth open, breathing hard, eyes blazing with a sort of victory. A challenge. She could do this. She could do even more.
 
Flavia heard KittyKat vocalize. Just an 'aaaahhh'. Nothing more pained or histrionic. The older woman remembered back to her first double anal penetration. She'd screamed the place down. It was different for her, of course. At home in the village in Italy. Before her liberation and enlightenment. Just her uncle and her stepbrother. No lube. No cameras. No mentor. Just a young girl, barely 18 being taken, savagely, in her own home by people she trusted.

And yet, she wasn't resentful. They got her over a hurdle, if that was the right word. Her liberation, intellectual and physical, was a year away. But her sexual liberation was already well advanced when her uncle and stepbrother had raped her...

KittyKat must be stinging. Bad. Flavia wondered if the Professor was capturing 'the look' on his phone. Red was sliding in and out of KittyKat, gently but firmly, his cock a beautiful living thing against Ricky's cock which was pretty much still and fortunately hard. She could hear Red talking to the girl. "You're doing fine, beautiful. You're amazing. Every man in the world is gonna want to fuck you, gorgeous. You're my girl." From her vantage point on the ground holding the camera between Red's legs, Flavia imagined the red-haired man holding KittyKat tight, his face against her neck, cooing his sweet nothings into her ear. She hoped that KittyKat understood how lucky she was to be schooled by a man lime Red. And Ricky was lucky too. But KittyKat was special. Her special girl. And now Red's.

For now, her task was to capture the congress, up close in all its graphically detailed anatomical beauty, the joining of the three, the two cocks, the vagina, the insertion, the rhythm of the moment, building up to...to what? Red had cum several times already today, and Ricky who wasn't being stimulated much on the bottom. KittyKat, of course. The girl would cum.
 
KittyKat was breathing hard, enjoying the sensations now of an extreme ass fuck. She felt good, happy, pleasured despite the pain, important. Like she was doing something that mattered. Not that she was the first to do this; she'd already worked that one out. But this was an important gateway to something possibly groundbreaking. Though when she thought about it, whatever she could dream up had probably been thought of and done by others. But would they have done it as well as she was going to, filmed by an artist of Mistress's caliber?

It was a shame that she couldn't see Mistress, see what she was doing, see what she was filming, see what she thought of their little escapade so far. Obviously, at some point, she'd get to see the recording. Hopefully, Mistress's young team of editors at the Uni would put it together with the Prof's phone vid. Which made her look up and down at the Prof, not just at his phone.

Her teacher was standing fairly close, but far enough away to probably get a good wide picture of the tableau. One hand was holding his phone to record his own unique view of the porn being acted out in front of him. The other was working his hard bare cock jutting out from beneath his upper clothing, the lower garments being gathered around his ankles, legs bare. But he was still an available cock. Being wasted.

Licking her lips, KittyKat looked meaningfully at the Prof's erection and beckoned him closer. Might he position himself so that she could satisfy herself further by sucking him off? Might he settle for a camera angle looking down at his cock in her mouth? It seemed such a wasted opportunity.
 
"Can you lube me up some more?"

Red had leaned down towards Flavia filming between his legs and whispered the request. She reached for the lube as he went back to cooing at KittyKat. She had to stop filming for a moment to apply the lube, squeezing the tube directly onto his cock, then watching it run down onto Ricky's cock, glide inside the girl's taut hole, and then onto the cushions. What a mess to clean up, she thought, and then worried she was turning into her mother.

Returning to the filming, she smiled at how the extra lube gave Red the access he needed, how deep he was thrusting, his torso slapping KittyKat's ass. Flavia felt a sudden urge to touch Red's cock, to touch Ricky and the girl too, to be involved more than just close up filming. Holding the camera in one had, she raised her other hand and ran the tips of her fingers along the side of Red's shaft. She felt him flinch a little. It pleased her that she could play a more active role in pleasuring him. But the two teens?

This time Flavia ran her fingers all the way along the hard cock plunging rhythmically deep into Kittykat, pausing for a moment where the snake disappeared inside her body. Then she ran her finger tips lightly around the interface where the red flesh was pulsing, expanding and contracting, stretching and puckering and pinching, neatly rubbing both KittyKat and Red at the seam where they became one. This time the girl flinched. Flavia was delighted.

Which only left Ricky. It worried her that with such a passive role the poor boy would be softening. She touched his cock where he was penetrating KittyKat and she was right. Getting flaccid. Flavia worked her fingers round Ricky's organ. Big that he was, she could almost circle him and used the loop to rub and stroke him, causing an immediate reaction, a stiffening, a spasming, and a little thrust against Red's cock and deeper into KittyKat's ass.

Almost satisfied, Flavia imagined playing the film back with her finger amongst the action. And then something else occurred to her.

Carefully positioning herself where she could rest the camera on Ricky's leg and hoping he'd lie still, she ran her fingers back up to the point of connection. Every surface, including her fingers, was lubed now, smooth and frictionless, and by the reactions she was achieving, tense with pleasure and sensitivity. And without thinking any more on it, she placed her middle finger tip under Red's cock and on top of Ricky's, right where the two snakes burrowed inside the girl. At that moment Red thrust a little harder, perhaps because he could feel her, and suddenly her extended finger was inside KittyKat too, sandwiched between the two cocks. For an instant she held her breath. Was this too much? Had she pushed the girl over the limit? And did she really care?

The sensation, physical and visual, could not be denied. Flavia thrust her finger along the cocks and inside Kittykat as far as she could, wiggling and bending it like a worm digging a burrow. The film would prove that it happened, KittyKat's triple anal penetration with two cocks and her mentor's finger.
 
KittyKat shuddered. Something was changing down there. It wasn't just Red pistoning in and out more. Something touched her poor stretched bum hole. It felt like Red had used a finger to re-lube himself, because he was surely slicker and slippier than ever. And was he trying to fist her again but in her ass this time, along with his cock?

It didn't matter. Or rather, it wasn't a problem. KittyKat was coping, almost enjoying it And Red's constant reassurance was helping. She didn't have room for anything else in her hole, she reckoned, but she could cope with this. She no longer hurt in her guts and was able to move a bit, timing her actions to complement the fucking Red was giving her, just gently rocking, nothing extravagant. She certainly didn't want Ricky's cock popping out of her. It was becoming nice.

"Aaah," she sighed, relaxing more into it, "yes, I can do this," she murmured, smiling down at Ricky, and then looking across again to the Prof. Was he just going to stand and watch and film and stroke himself? And what about Mistress? Was she still diligently filming and recording this first foray into extreme anal sex?

It felt like they were only just getting started.
 
Ricky was slipping out again. Flavia could feel his softening with her finger. And she was struggling to hold the camera with one hand. She probably had enough film of double penetration in the sandwich position.

"Red," she whispered, getting up on her knees. "Ricky is going soft and my legs are cramping. How about...."

The red-haired man withdrew his cock from KittyKat's ass before Flavia had even finished the sentence.

"Sorry gorgeous," he said to the girl, "but Uncle Red needs to change positions. Scissoring?"

He stood, cock hard and straight before him, hands on hips, scanning the room with a self-satisfied look. Ricky's cock slipped out and KittyKat sat back, leaning against the cushions in the space Red had vacated. The Professor moved alongside Flavia and held up his phone as if to share some of the photos he'd taken.

"Scissoring," the old man said, nodding furiously. "You look so beautiful, KittyKat. So beautiful."

Flavia bent to inspect Ricky's cock which flopped ignominiously across his lower torso. He watched her closely without speaking as she held him in her palm.

"Scissoring it is," she said, "but someone is going to have to get him hard first."

She looked at KittyKat, then at Red, then back to the girl.

"Who? Me?" Red laughed as he knelt beside the sofa, his mouth close to where Flavia was stroking Ricky as if inviting her to slip the cock inside. "Why don't you help me, gorgeous girl, and we can both enjoy the taste of your ass?"
 
With a shrug and with her bare ass up in the air, open anus probably gaping she reckoned from the feel of things back there, Kitty got her mouth alongside Red's and started to lick Ricky's soft but fat cock, sucking the head between her lips, ignoring the taste, accepting this as just another duty of a porn girl. And if Sophia could do it, well so could KittyKat.

She'd got to the point of enjoying the sandwich, she reflected as she shared a morsel with Red, working Ricky into another much-needed erection. But scissoring might be fun, too. And getting two cocks in her asshole would be easier second time around, second ass fuck. She almost giggled at her language. That had been another of the Prof's successes; encouraging her to use sexually explicit words. She was a walking talking fucking sucking example of true freedom!

And, she was pleasing Mistress who hopefully had noticed her quick and unquestioning obedience. Maybe Mistress would tell Red how much she loved her little sub girlfriend? Let him know who owned her. Certainly, he wasn't holding back the compliments, as if he liked her for real, not just to help the fuck go well.

A girl could pretend, couldn't she?
 
Flavia almost forgot to film KittyKat and Red licking and sucking Ricky’s cock. The girl never ceased to amaze her. Watching her teen protege attack a cock straight from her ass, run her tongue along the slimy shaft, wrap her lips round the uncut head, draw the foreskin and then the rest of the organ inside her mouth, only served to remind Flavia of how long it took her to get used to ass to mouth. She couldn’t even remember if they’d douched the girl. Flavia still struggled to perform ass to mouth on an undouched subject although ‘needs must‘ was her motto. At the club, for instance, and almost always in the industry, everyone was instructed to douche. California law required it. Which explained all the filming in Nevada and their own visit to Pahrump planned for the weekend.

But here in her own living room Flavia was suddenly overwhelmed by her failure to recall douching KittyKat and doubly overwhelmed that regardless, the girl was licking a cock straight from her ass as if she was ravenous for it. And had been doing it for years.

Red‘s response was always a little less than enthusiastic, whatever sex act he was performing. Red was business like. Well drilled. He got everything right and most people watching him fuck or suck or spit or swallow wouldn’t see what Flavia could see. Sure he licked and sucked Ricky’s cock too, taking turns with KittyKat to give every inch of the swelling organ a thorough going over with his tongue and lips. Nevertheless, when faced with taking the lead or letting the girl go first, invariably he let her. Maybe this was simply Red being a gentleman, but it was also a pattern. Did he not enjoy the taste of ass on his tongue? Flavia made a mental note to ask him later. Purely for academic purposes of course, as she would explain.

”OK,” she said. “Ricky, you’re nice and hard again, so both guys on your backs, get your legs comfy. I want your asses tight against each other and your cocks together. Then KittyKat, you lower yourself vertically onto the two cocks. Got it?”
 
While the men got comfy and close to each other, KittyKat stood on the sofa cushions with a steadying hand on the back, out of the way for a moment but ready.

As soon as the two cocks were up and in position, together like a single skyscraper of two towers, she lowered herself down in a squat facing Mistress this time, and the camera. She was thankful that she no longer had to lick the soiled cock but was proud of herself for completing the action even if she wasn't as accomplished as a professional. KittyKat paused with the double cock poised at the still-open entrance to her bum hole, the double tower of man flesh located against her body, steadying herself with her hand on the sofa back still, and looked into Mistress's camera.

"KittyKat going down for double ass-fuck number two!" She flicked a sideways glance at the Prof who seemed to capture Mistress capturing the wider view before concentrating on the detail, then with a grin she sank down a little, before getting on with the business of accepting the enormous combined intrusion into her body. It was a struggle, and she had to push and wriggle and force her way down but she gradually made it, reopening herself and soon accommodating the two cocks like before. "Phew," she sighed out, thankful to have completed the first entry stage. "Now, let's fuck!"
 
The problem with scissoring, Flavia reminded herself, is that it’s all about the visuals. Lying on their backs the guys struggle to get purchase in order to thrust. And the girl impaled on the the two cocks has to rise on her haunches or pull herself up and down. Still, KittyKat was doing OK, hands on the back of the sofa, wriggling and rising, almost a little bouncing, Flavia noticed although bouncing was going to hurt.

And Red knew what he was doing, pushing hard against Ricky so that their asses rose off the sofa a little, pushing their cocks harder into KittyKat. But Ricky, poor Ricky had no idea what he was doing. The poor kid just lay there, body flat and cock flattening too, Flavia imagined, as she and the Professor took as much footage as they could. KittyKat and Red smiled and cooed and puckered for the camera, but Ricky looked like he’d been trapped.

KittyKat’s “Now let’s fuck” seemed to echo round the room almost forlornly. Scissoring was more of a modelling pose and they looked great, Flavia decided, but no one was going to provide a money shot. Which turned the older woman’s mind to modelling again. She remade the mental note to identify some porn modelling opportunities for the girl.
 
It wasn't working. KittyKat wasn't sure what she was doing wrong, but things just weren't gelling together like they had with the sandwich.

She was doing her best, trying to create the sort of movement she thought was needed to keep those big cocks hard and ready to shoot, but Ricky seemed to be losing interest and Mistress clearly wasn't pleased.

Oh, dear. And this was supposed to be part of her glorious declaration that she could do extreme sex. They still had one more combination to do but it seemed a bit early to call it a day on this one. And anyway, she wasn't in charge, the grownups were. And if Red or Mistress weren't calling for change, or the Prof for that matter, who was she?

KittyKat persevered but tried to keep her up and down fucking motion steady but with good reach. She reckoned that Mistress would like to see a good length of double cock revealed every time she drew up, and see it sinking completely into her body when she let down. She could at least get that right, so that was what she concentrated on. Up, hold, down, hold, nice and steady, not fast, not slow. Just fucking until she was told to stop.
 
Flavia was impressed at KittyKat maintaining an up and down fucking motion. The girl was stronger than she looked. But maybe more than strong, she was motivated. What drove an eighteen year old virgin to imagine a life in porn? And not just to imagine it? To seek it out. To live it. To immerse in it. Every sordid, depraved, despoiling aspect of it.

Not that KittyKat had experienced it all. Far from it, Flavia thought. But it was only a matter of time.

"How good is this girl?" Red turned to Flavia and the camera as the threesome continued to perform. "You're doing great, gorgeous. Fucking great."

"Yes," Flavia said. "She's very good. You're all good."

Well, maybe not Ricky. The beautiful Chinese boy was simply lying on his back and letting the fuck happen to him. If KittyKat was proactive, motivated, engaged and enthusiastic, then Ricky was passive. Just a hole, would be the gay porn blog angle, once he was well known in the industry. And he would be, Flavia vowed. He was too beautiful and she'd invested too much to let Ricky fail. He just wouldn't be a star like KittyKat. But he would be fucked by stars, she decided. Ricky Ho. Just a hole. She ran the words round her head. It was a slogan too good to ignore. 'Hi, I'm Ricky from China. I'm just a hole, sir.' Passive or not, little Ricky would rate his fucking socks off with marketing like that.

But how to market KittyKat? She looked at the girl, through the camera, then drawing her head aside, directly. The teen was up on her hands, the palms flat against the sofa edge, her elbows bending and straightening, her face straining, exposing the two cocks in her ass to almost unimpeded view. It was an excellent scissor fuck, her first time and yet technically perfect and visually stunning. KittyKat sells herself, Flavia thought. And that was pretty much that.

"Time to hold her up between you, gentlemen," Flavia said, feeling quite self satisfied at the morning's work.
 
That sounded like the Director's version of next position everyone.

KittyKat sank down one last time, burying the two cocks out of sight before slowly lifting up and off, probably to Ricky's relief. He didn't seem to like her, to like fucking her. It was as if she held no interest for him. Perhaps KittyKat was just crap and Red was being overkind. As she climbed off the sofa and stood almost nude apart from the disarrayed thong, she wondered again if she just wasn't sexy.

Waiting for Mistress and Red to take the lead on how they would do the next bit, KittyKat realised that what she needed was an honest opinion. From people who had no need to be kind to her. A kind of honest audience reaction. Probably safer than hearing what critics thought of her. The audience would either like her or not. Want to see her or turn off. Watch her videos or ignore them. Until she saw a response of that type she just had to trust Mistress. And Red, since he seemed to know what he was doing. And they both thought that this little triple scene of a double-ass-fuck was worth the effort. The Prof, too. He'd taken plenty of pictures or recordings, and he was hooked on quality porn like Sophia made. And she truly was popular and liked and watched. If only KittyKat could be as popular.

KittyKat was aware that she had just revised her ambition, her dream. It now wasn't enough to out-slut Sophia, she had to out-view Sophia. Get more views for her videos. If she made any. If they were released.

But she couldn't tell even Mistress of her new goal. Much as Mistress liked her, she'd just laugh at the pretensions of a nobody.

But enough of thinking, there was more ass fucking to be done and it was time for her to do her part. They were about ready for her.
 
Flavia watched KittyKat sink her ass down onto the two cocks, and then the look on her face as she glanced at Ricky. She obviously didn't like him. The girl pulled herself up, stepped off the sofa and stood nearly naked waiting for direction. The two men disengaged their legs, Red standing quickly, placing his arm round KittyKat's waist.

"We look so good together, beautiful," he said, kissing the top of her head. "So fucking good."

They did look good together, Flavia thought. The man tall and solid, tattooed, the girl slight, small chested, long arms and legs, like a school girl. She hoped KittyKat took Red at his word. He was flattering her, for sure, but he meant what he said. Red was that kind of guy. He could have any woman, or man, he wanted, and he obviously wanted KittyKat. Flavia smiled back at him.

Meanwhile Ricky just lay flat on his back, his cock flopping over to one side. He looked as if he wanted to be anywhere else but here. Shame, Flavia thought. He's so pretty, so...fuckable. Maybe he just doesn't like girls.

"C'mon bigfella," Red said to the Chinese boy, grabbing him by a hand and dragging him to his feet. "We've got ass to fuck."

"He says it like he's got grass to mow or shopping to collect." The Professor stood close to Flavia, whispering in her ear. "God I wish I was forty again."

"Not thirty, Angus? Twenty?" Flavia could feel his hot breath on her cheek.

"Ass to fuck..." the Professor said wistfully.

"So you guys are going to pick KittyKat up, hold her wedged between you and double penetrate her ass. Got that? Just follow Red's lead, Ricky. He's done this before."

Even as she said the words Flavia felt her expectations falling. Ricky was listless, uninterested. And worse maybe, not as tall as Red. Was this even going to work? Red picked KittyKat up bodily, simply holding her aloft. His cock was rock hard and pointing high between her legs. But he spoke to Ricky first.

"Hard up against me kid, hold your cock up pointing at the ceiling and I'll feed her into you. Professor, we're gonna need more lube if Flavia wants to get on the floor and film us."
 
Red was incredibly strong. He lifted her up like she weighed nothing and she automatically raised her knees keeping them apart, assuming that this would be what Mistress needed if the two guys were going to insert their cocks together in her bumhole again.

It was important that KittyKat do what she could to make the double penetration possible. As easy as possible. And filmable. The whole point was that every detail could be filmed and photographed. It wasn't just about rehearsing, letting KittyKat get used to the sexual requirements of a porn video, of different fuck positions, of different combinations for fucking, of having different holes fucked, but also about being open and available to a camera lense, or phone camera as well in this case. And about interpreting and following the instructions of a Director. A Director like Mistress.

But the problem hadn't gone away. It was getting bigger. Or rather, it wasn't getting bigger but smaller, softer, limp. Ricky's cock. Maybe when the Prof lubed Ricky's cock the handjob would get him hard again. Being a pro, Red was staying in perfect readiness despite KittyKat being crap at this, despite him saying nice things such as that she was good, doing great, gorgeous, beautiful, that the two of them looked good together. It was obviously what she wanted to hear and he was doing his best to keep her aroused and cooperative. He was doing his best. She was doing her best. Mistress was doing her best, presumably. Prof was just enjoying the show.

But Ricky? He really didn't find KittyKat sexy at all. Perhaps when they filmed the bar video Ricky would be happier just getting fucked by the bikers. But she shouldn't be thinking right now about their next project. She shook herself back to paying attention to this little project. They really should complete what they started and do the third position of double ass-fucking her. It would be such a shame for the whole thing to fizzle now.

Trying to show her enthusiasm, keeping her knees up and parted for a good pussy and ass shot, she raised her arms towards Ricky inviting him close for an embrace, to get close enough for Red to lower her onto his cock. As soon as it was hard again.
 
The Professor fumbled with the lube, squirting it onto Ricky's cock but simply spreading it everywhere.

"With your hand, man," Red said. "Apply it with your fucking hand. And then to me, yeah?"

Flavia heard the Professor coughing in embarrassment, but he did as he was told, squirting the goo into his palm and then lathering it all over Ricky's cock. The boy stood to receive the treatment, but not as impassively as he had been with KittyKat. At the touch of the older man's hand on his cock, the Chinese boy seemed to spring to life, obviously aroused, fidgeting and shivering as he hardened.

"Good," Red said. "Now me. Ricky, I'll hold KittyKat while you get underneath. Jesus..."

Red was also aroused by the Professor's touch. Flavia had to look away for a moment so as not to laugh and provoke the others. When she'd composed herself and turned back, the Professor was wiping his hands on a towel. Ricky had stationed himself facing KittyKat and beneath her ass spread awkwardly by Red's hands cupping her, and knees bent, was almost completely inside the girl, which left Red a little nonplussed. Like Flavia imagined, the size difference between Ricky and Red was such that simultaneously fucking KittyKat in the same hole while standing was logistically difficult.

"It's not going to work, honey," Red said to KittyKat who looked forlornly at Flavia across Ricky's shoulder. The Chinese boy was trying his hardest to fuck the girl as Red lifted her up and down, but the frustration was showing on them all.

"OK," Flavia said. "I've got some footage, but I think to be honest, we might as well call it a day. You tried hard, Ricky, I know you did."
 
"Noooooo!" It was a cry from the heart. They'd done so well they couldn't fail now. "We're so nearly there, for the three positions! Even if it's just for a moment, we have to do this? Get Mr. Red's cock in my asshole too? Somehow?"

KittyKat was fucking up and down Ricky's cock as Red lifted and lowered her. If only there were some way to get both cocks at the same height, cock to cock, balls to balls. They had a Professor in the room. Surely he could apply his genius?

"Prof, can you help? Somehow? Please? I don't want to fail!" KittyKat looked pleadingly at her teacher, then at her mentor. Surely Mistress wouldn't give up now, not after getting such great footage. She didn't want to say it, but surely with all the porn the Prof had seen he must have some idea how they could do this? He was the expert. And Red was really experienced as a performer. Didn't he have an idea?

KittyKat didn't want to give up so easily, but then she wasn't doing all the work of lifting and lowering. She realised she was being selfish.

"I'm sorry Mr. Red, you must be getting tired from holding me. If I'm too heavy for you?" She left the rest unsaid.
 
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So KittyKat insisted on completing the standing double penetration. Flavia contemplated her protege and her own negativity.

"You go girl," Red said. "Hey, Ricky. I'm gonna sit on the arm of the sofa, hold her out and you get that cock back up inside. Yeah?"

Ricky nodded unemotionally, stepped back, his cock waving at the room. As if on cue, the Professor reached out and lubed the boy again, this time squeezing goo everywhere and grasping the softening rod fully in his hand before stroking the Chinese boy from tip to balls. Enjoying touching a young guy a bit too much, Professor, Flavia thought. We'll being out the twink lover in you yet.

Red held tight to KittyKat, his cock hard up her ass, her back to him. She leaned out as he crabbed walk round to the end of the sofa and positioned his arm on the arm.

"You're not gonna fall, honey," he said. "I've got you tight and you've got me tight. Lube, Professor. And you Flavia, open her up again with your fingers. Now Ricky, get your cock in here. Now!"
 
KittyKat had giggled as they made their way over to the sofa, Red walking and carrying her while she was skewered by her ass on his cock. She hoped Mistress had caught it on camera and fleetingly wondered about doing a video series of similar situations. Either moving about while fucking or remaining coupled. Perhaps roller coaster ride, horseback, motorcycle; maybe like a challenge tv show, where do you want to see our couple fucking and keeping going despite?

It was just a silly funny moment, but KittyKat enjoyed it and for a moment thought about a world where her fucking was totally accepted and acceptable.

Which actually it was here and now. Red was erect and up her asshole, Prof was jerking off Ricky, Mistress had her camera, and Miss KittyKat the porn newbie was about to get a second cock up her ass. Again. And it was all good.

"Come on everyone, we're so nearly there!" KittyKat knew that she wasn't supposed to speak, certainly not try to interfere, but since she had just got away with a little rule breaking she thought she would try it.
 
Flavia was impressed with how the Professor threw himself into stroking Ricky. She couldn't recall seeing him touch a man sexually before. And maybe it wasn't sexual now, but just a businesslike response to the Chinese kid's softness and lack of enthusiasm. She wondered for one wicked moment whether he would suck Ricky's cock if she told the Professor to fluff him. The older man had watched Red sucking Ricky's cock earlier and they were all friends here, so why not?

Ricky was hardening again in the Professor's hand. What was it with Ricky? Every other student she knew could stay hard all day and fuck all day, anyone, male or female, any hole. Yet here as beautiful, big-cocked Ricky, two double anals down already not to mention everything else he'd done today and previously, showing no enthusiasm for what she should have told him was an assessment, part of his course. Flavia was already annoyed at his tattoo, and his ambivalence just made it worse.

Thank Christ, KittyKat was laughing and throwing herself into the fuck. The older woman almost swooned as Red carried the girl round the room, her leaning forward in his arms, his cock up her ass, impaling her. It must hurt. It must be pleasurable. It must make her giddy with the debauched newness of the while situation.

"Come on everyone..." Flavia wanted to shush her, but then why not gee up the gang. "Come on Ricky," Flavia said in the kid's ear. "One more fuck and then we're done."

And then, she might have said, you can just become the passive gay fuck slut you are at heart, the cute Asian twink with the big cock and the bigger hole who gets piled on, raped in film after film until you're used up, fucked and spent.

Red perched on the arm of the sofa, KittyKat splayed before him. Flavia guided Ricky between her legs, grabbed the lube from the Professor and squirted it everywhere, took the Chinese boy's cock in her hand, tight, and wrangled him into position.

"Get your fucking cock inside her now, Ricky."
 
KittyKat giggled again.

Come on Ricky, one more fuck and then we're done. Get your fucking cock inside her now, Ricky. Mistress had a way with words. KittyKat wanted to add, get your cock fucking inside me now, but managed to assert enough self-control to keep quiet. She'd noticed Mistress's disapproval of her earlier little outburst.

With Mistress taking over lube-duty, Ricky was almost inside with Red, double-fucking KittyKat's asshole in the third and final position, completing the triple and today's little challenge. And it had been a challenge. KittyKat was quietly pleased with what they'd achieved and looked forward to seeing the video footage, especially after Mistress had got her team to edit it. She hoped it would be good enough to upload to a suitable site. She desperately wanted to read viewers' comments, see feedback. Would they like her? Want to see more? Would Mistress think her silly for thinking like this?

KittyKat wriggled on Red's cock, wanting to keep him hard as Ricky slid inside her with more than a little help from Mistress. Did either of them have any cum left or were their balls empty? She hoped they had reserves; a cum shot would finish the scene nicely.
 
Flavia struggled to coax Ricky inside KittyKat's anus. He was hard enough. She could barely circle the erect organ with her fingers. And Red was holding the girl at the right height and position. When she leaned down to dock Ricky's cock head with KittyKat's straining orifice, she could see how neatly the two eighteen year olds were going to fit together. She even ran her lubed fingertips round the rim of the girl's asshole, filling Red's ample tool filling and stretching her, the older man's gentle thrusting, his gliding inside her taut flesh, her protege flinching slightly from her mentor's soft touch. KittyKat was even wriggling coquettishly, shaking her ass for the camera if Flavia had been holding it instead of dealing with a reluctant boy. Fuck you, Ricky.

Ricky slid inside KittyKat eventually, huffing a little, straining in an effort to breach the vacuum caused by Red's airtight intrusion, and then the added pressure when Flavia slipped a finger inside KittyKat to give the Chinese boy room.

But at least it was done and Flavia restrained herself from admonishing him in front of everyone again. She'd save that for later.

Once the boy had joined Red, the older man commenced a much harder, more rhythmic thrusting. Flavia watched KittyKat's face closely to gauge how much pain she might be enduring, but the girl smiled impassively. Flavia wondered if she'd take something to dull her response. Except KittyKat wasn't dull, just uncomplaining. As Red thrust, she wriggled. And to Flavia's delight, their movement obviously imparted some pleasure to Ricky who even managed a smile as he grabbed KittyKat's ass in his open palms and squeezed until her buttocks were red. Time for the camera again, Flavia thought.

"I'm just going to lie on the carpet under your feet and film," she said, "so watch out with your feet." She might have added cum, spit, lube and ass juice too, but getting wet while filming double anal was just an occupational hazard. What would you tell the dry cleaner, she wondered, when you presented the stains for removal?
 
"Thank fuck for that!" KittyKat muttered, grateful that at last they were underway, docked for the last of the three ass-fuck positions. It was a relief, and now that Mistress was filming again they could really get to it.

Red was fucking her nicely, maybe a bit harsh a bit testing, but good positive strokes, and even Ricky seemed to be getting into it. She was discovering that having the right stud made a big difference to how she herself could perform any sex act. Red's experience and masculinity were a big plus, as well as his big cock, and she hoped he would enjoy her enough to want to fuck her again on camera. Thoughts of some storyline about older man seduces innocent young woman, or introduces her to his friends, or trades her for favours except then he wouldn't be the one fucking her all the time.

Such lovely thoughts filled her head as she enjoyed the double fuck with both cocks doing their thing while she wriggled a little and tried not to dislodge either of them. There wasn't really a lot for her to do in this position, and she quietly grunted and gasped as her insides were plunged repeatedly. This wasn't about her showing off, but about getting a good recording of two big cocks fucking her asshole at the same time. Mistress was getting the glorious detail, and the Prof was still filming the wider ensemble, the three players naked and clutching and fucking. She made sure to look into his phone enough so that there would be no doubt who the girl in the sandwich was when the video was all edited together, KittyKat wanted full credit.

KittyKat also wanted cum. Surely the natural conclusion to their little impromptu orgy would be two delicious cum shots. Where would Mistress want them to shoot, she wondered.
 
"Thank fuck for that!"

Flavia heard KittyKat mutter her appreciation for the two men entering her and fucking her as intended, double anal, standing up. Well not quite, as Red was perched on the arm of the sofa given how much taller he was than Ricky.

But the girl's appreciation was good. And her verbalising it. Flavia made a mental note to talk to her protege about verbalisation, about speaking, about how and when to add a soundtrack to a fuck. Porn wasn't just about the position and the athleticism and the willingness to submit. Lots of people, lots of men got off on hearing a woman talking about what she wanted done to her, or about what was being done to her during the fuck. It was about spontaneity and also about acting. Maybe KittyKat needed some acting lessons, the older woman thought. Not to mention Ricky too. The Chinese kid was destined to be a passive fuck, a twink to be used and abused. He was never going to be an actor, just a body thrown to the wolf pack.

So much to think about. So much to organise. Not just for today and tomorrow. But Saturday at the biker bar. Thank Christ Red was organising that. But beyond. The Professor's classes. Were they even worth going with when the old man was so off target with his ideas for KittyKat? And could she take on both of them, the girl and the boy, nurturing them, guiding them, turning them into stars with all the skills required, and still maintain her academic commitments?

Flavia thought these things while she lay on her back and filmed the three people as they stood over her and fucked. Two cocks, one asshole, lube and bodily fluid bubbling, dripping everywhere, hands on ass cheeks, hands on cocks, the two men grunting, Red doing just enough vocally to keep her from a total focus on the visual. She had more than enough footage for instructional purposes. It was just double anal, the first for KittyKat of course, the first of many. But not the real thing. Not a proper porn vid. She needed a crew for that. Planning. Multiple cameras and a sound guy and a fluffer and a cleaner, maybe even a boner girl, or boy. Saturday at the biker bar would be the real thing.

As far as today was concerned the only remaining question was whether they'd all cum, and in what order.
 
KittyKat was so pleased that this had turned into a proper porn video. They were in a nice rhythm now; her wriggles blending with the thrusting of the two guys, Red's hold on her, Ricky's hands. It all worked together so that once again they were like a single sexual being, a fuck, an ass-fuck, a double-ass-fuck entity. The thought pleased her and made her smile.

And made her mind wander. She fucked, was fucked, quietly moaned as the pressures in her body did things to her. Some nice, some endurable, but all erotic. KittyKat loved the erotic, she decided, and could put up with at least some discomfort in the pursuit of the erotic. Which lead her naturally on to her wondering what erotic pursuits she would like to, er, pursue. She wanted another standing double-ass-fuck but with another guy the same height as Red. She wanted to fuck in all kinds of interesting or unusual places, like the university library, a lecture room, maybe even the cafeteria. She wanted to think more about the fuck-in-motion challenge, moving while at least one cock was embedded in her body. Any hole.

She knew she could take anal, and now that she'd experienced double-anal as well as fisting, she knew she could take two cocks in either of those holes. Could her mouth also stretch around two cocks? Probably worth a try at some stage. Soon it might be time to ask Mistress if they could film her attempting a simultaneous fuck with a bigger group of guys. She hoped Mistress wouldn't laugh at her aiming so high.

All these thoughts and more passed through her head while part of her mind kept the fuck going for as long as needed until the cum moment. Her face subtly reflected the questions and ideas charging through her imagination. She wondered if anyone knew that she was multitasking. She hoped not, she didn't want to be told off by Mistress.
 
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