Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

Kat went with Mommy, holding hands, feeling scared but excited, hopeful that everything was going to work out.

"I forgot to say I don't want condoms when any of them do me. Do they already know that? Can the Doc check each guy is fit to fuck bareback? Have we got enough cameras? How do we keep the film crew out of the pictures but still get every cumshot? What about Ricky? I hope Veronica doesn't steal any of my sperm? Can she fuck the guys who need to wear condoms? Have we got enough to protect Ricky? Am I going to be able to pull this off? Am I making you proud, Mommy? I so want this to be good, to make our name. What have we forgotten?"

Kat was finishing off putting on her little-girl dress and pumps with lightweight easy-to-rip virginal bra and knickers, wanting to look preppy and innocent, her ponytail neat and tidy, makeup discrete.

It was almost showtime and Kat's nerves were getting the better of her. Not from any fear of what they were about to do, but scared that it wouldn't be as gloriously depraved as she hoped. She had promised herself to arrive on the porn scene with a bang, a gangbang. Their film needed to make a statement, that she and Mommy had arrived. It really needed to be good.
 
Flavia could feel Kat's nervousness. It was palpable. The girl was shaking inside. And why not? This was her big moment. Her chance at stardom. Not just a porn film, but a gangbang. Everything was on the line. The older woman smiled and cooed, hugging the girl close.

No condoms. That was easy. But the doctor assessing the fitness of the bikers? Flavia gave Kat her reassurance, knowing this was hollow. What could the doctor assess with a visual assessment? They would have to rely on Red selecting the right people from amongst his friends. Except Flavia knew they were self selected. Red had asked for 2 to 4 guys and they'd got 24. If any were unsuitable their cocks were going inside Kat and Ricky just like the suitable ones. Thank Christ for penicillin!!

"You're making me proud, Kat," Flavia said. "You too Ricky. So proud."

The doctor threw her the car keys and she led Kat and Ricky outside. The road was strangely quiet after the bar where Zip had set himself up as bartender and was already serving beers to the throng, Red at the front.

"OK, we get in the car, drive up the road and turn round, then drive back."

She nodded to Gavin who was positioning James to film their arrival. The crew were all dressed in black, head to toe. It would merge with the shadows in the film.

"One take," Flavia said climbing into the drivers seat. "You beside me Ricky, and you Kat, in the jump seat, sitting up high at the back, wind in your hair, enjoying the fresh air, not a care in the world."

Flavia turned the key. The huge engine roared to life. Kat climbed into the back seat and then Ricky beside her. She turned and smiled and her 'children' smiled back, nervously. She selected first gear and drove slowly into the road. The stick shift was unfamiliar and just as slowly she turned and drove back, not fast enough for the wind to blow Kat's hair about, but the hair on Kat's head wasn't the focus of the film. James stood by the entrance, training the camera on them. Flavia parked the car in the same spot, alongside the squadron of bikes.

"Step out," she said under her breath. "Take it slow and easy, no looking into the lens. Let's hold hands. That will look nice and peachy and innocent."

So hand in hand, Flavia, Kat and Ricky walked into the bar.
 
Kat almost skipped into the bar, still holding Mommy's hand, chattering away about all those shiny big motorcycles outside.

The drive had been slower than she expected, but it reminded her that now it was all happening, she shouldn't expect anything to go quite how she'd imagined it.

The bar was noisier than she expected, had smoke in the air, and rather menacing-looking customers, all big strong grown men, rough looking. Not boys. Men. Big men. Tattooed men. Men who were staring at them.

Kat paused mid-sentence and clung tighter to Mommy, suddenly empathising with the lone zebra on the open savannah surrounded by lions. It might not be accurate from a naturalist viewpoint, but they didn't really have the luxury of such quibbling. She was suddenly nervous. Scared.

What was she doing? What did stupid little Katie Cook think she was doing playing such a dangerous game with grownups? They were going to tear her to shreds. She just knew it. These were no actors, no gentle but well-hung muscle men obedient to Directors and mindful of the cooperation required to get their paychecks. These were horny rough bikers out to fuck.

"Um, Mommy, er, you think we should try another bar?"

Kat's lip was trembling, tears were in her eyes, and she couldn't tear her eyes from the menacing looks of hunger on the faces surrounding them.

What had she got herself into?

"Mommy?!" Her cry was a blend of fear, desperation, and need for rescue. She clung, she looked wildly about, she implored her brother Ricky with her eyes, begging him to somehow get them out of there.

Too late.

There were men between them and the door.

And then one of them spoke.
 
"Honey," Red said, maybe to Kat, maybe to Ricky, Flavia thought. Or even maybe to her.

She nodded. One of the camera guys stood behind Zip at the bar and she sensed another behind her.

"Lady, you've brought your kids to the wrong place."

Red stepped up to the trio.

"Is that your birthday dress, beautiful?"

He ran a finger down Kat's face, then across her tits and down her stomach to where the skirt flared.

"Eighteen today?"

"We just need to stop somewhere," Flavia said, wondering how much to say. The banter was mostly meaningless and she always felt struck dumb when she was filming porn.

"Leave my sister alone, mister," Ricky said. Flavia smiled. The kid was good.

"Your sister?" Red turned to Ricky. "In her fucking cutesie fuckdoll party dress? And who the fuck are you, twinky boy? Fucking Poindexter?"

Red snapped Ricky's braces against the boy's chest. Ricky winced.

"Lady, these guys come here to drink and enjoy the strip show. But the strippers haven't showed, so maybe you and your kids are the entertainment."

He grabbed Kat roughly and planted his lips on her face.

"You taste good," he said, his hands ruffling around beneath her skirt. "I hope your pussy tastes as good as your mouth."
 
Kat tried to push the big man away but he was far too strong for her. The initial, shocked, wide-eyed surprise she'd shown when he started talking to them all so threateningly had changed as soon as his big hand roughly ran its way across her chest, touching her where he had no right to touch. Mommy had been very clear on that, telling her no one was allowed to see her bare bottom without permission, and when she started to grow breasts, no one was allowed to see or touch her chest either.

Kat was affronted, insulted. Assaulted. She got cross with this presumptuous man and scowled at him trying to brush his hand away, but he ignored her feeble attempt so thoroughly it was as if he wasn't even aware of it.

He even had a go at poor Ricky standing up for her.

His kiss was disgusting and unwelcome and she tried to push him away when she suddenly found his hands under her skirt and on her bottom.

"No! You can't touch me there! Mommy says no one can! No one has! Get off me! Mommy!"

Her cry for help was genuine, heartfelt. Kat was fully immersed in the moment, aware of the determination of this big man to have his own way, aware of the big guy glowering from behind the bar, of the other men beginning to crowd in. She'd get no help from them. Help? They'd laughed at her cry for Mommy.

And this big man who was clearly determined to have his own way was far too strong for her. His hand had already raised her skirt and bared her white good-girl panties to all the men. And they seemed to like them, even though they weren't sexy or interesting. Just plain white cotton schoolgirl panties. And they were very much on show!

"No one is supposed to see me in my panties! You mustn't!"
 
Flavia was conscious of the cameras still, in front and behind. There were at least two more in the room although she wasn't sure where. Kat was playing things beautifully, parrying Red's confronting words like some innocent abroad. "You can't touch me there." "Get off me." "No one gets to see my panties."

She pulled Kat and Ricky into her body tight, scowling at Red as if to say 'I'm mother hen. If you want my babies you'll have to take them'. Red got the message.

"What sort of crazy fucking bitch would bring her kids into a fucking biker bar at fucking happy hour," Red said, crossing his arms so that his tattooed chest presented as a vee open from neck to navel. "No one is supposed to see me in my panties," Zip echoed from behind the bar in a mock girly voice.

Red stepped back up to the three, the kid with the camera moving round to the side and kneeling down so that the lens pointed from the ground up beside Kat into Red's face.

"You wanna see those pretty white schoolgirl panties again?" Red asked.

"Put her up on the bar where we can get a good look at them," Zip replied.

Without speaking, Red grabbed Kat and dragged her from Flavia's arms, then hoisted her kicking and hollering onto the bar. He pushed her onto her back so that her legs were in the air, her white panties on full view. Zip held the girl's arms back while Red, oblivious to the kicking legs, grabbed at the panties and pulled them down, exposing Kat's bush.

"Stop kicking, you little slut," Red shouted, "Or do you want me to shove your fucking panties in your mouth?" He dragged the panties over each knee and down to Kat's shoes, until her kicking was restricted and she sensibly stopped kicking out with such force.

"Now," he said, "you hold her, man, and you watch Mommy, while I see if your fucking slut daughter's hot little teen pussy really tastes as good as her mouth."
 
"I'm NOT a slut! I'm a good girl! Tell him Mommy! Make him stop! Don't let him!" Kat couldn't wriggle as much with her arms gripped on one side by the big strong barman, and her ankles tethered by her disintegrating panties at the other end while the bare-chested leader exposed her bottom to everyone in the room, all those big smelly tattooed rough men crowding near and stopping Mommy and her brother from rescuing her.

But she struggled as much as she could without ruining the exquisite view the cameras were getting not only of her pussy and bush, but also her face and the tableau of Mr.Red and Zip and her and Mommy and Ricky. It was presumably because Mommy and Mr.Red were so experienced that they had maneuvered the ensemble to allow the best possible camera shots. And so naturally done.

The reality was that Zip and Mr. Red were just far too strong for her, and they were going for realism just like she'd hoped. She couldn't have escaped if she'd wanted to. And she didn't. Did she? Or was it all becoming too real?

By immersing herself totally in her character, Kat was confusing herself and had become the reluctant victim, the innocent being abused. She burst into another bout of resistance which was easily thwarted by the big leader, but he needed two helpers to hold her ankles wide apart as her panties gave up the struggle and fell apart, exposing her now bare sex fully.

"It's not fair! I'm a good girl! A pure girl! Mommy! Mommyyyyyyyy!"

She had her hands held beyond her head, each ankle held as far from the other as was possible, and the leader who had said he would taste her front bottom right there ready to carry out his promise.

And the cameras were there to capture every detail.
 
Zip held Kat’s arms behind her head while Red placed his head between her thighs and ostentatiously ate her pussy. Flavia was loving everyone‘s ad libbing, like seasoned porn actors with just a scenario to employ. Even Ricky had risen to the occasion.

”Mommy hears you,” she said. “You’re a good girl. Oh please mister, leave my daughter alone.”

Immediately Flavia wondered if that was too corny, but it was done now.

Red raised his face, slick with Kat’s pussy juices.

”Fuck the little slut up,” he said to Zip, as if expecting his friend to know what he meant.

Zip held Kat’s wrists painfully with one hand, and with the other, undid his trousers and let them slip down. Then in just his shirt and briefs, he climbed onto the bar, placed a seat cushion under her back, pulled back Kat’s head and pushed his cock in her face.

”Suck on this,” he said, slipping his cock out and into her mouth. Even Flavia could see she offered no resistance, not hesitating to suck him down deep so that his cock head rose and fell in her extended throat.

”Oh my baby,” Flavia said as unseen hands held her back.

”And you pussy boy,” Red said to Ricky, the cunt juices sliming his chin. ”You ever licked a girl? Ever eaten your sister’s pussy?”

The red haired man reached out and grabbed Ricky away from Flavia, pulling him alongside. Then with a hand roughly on the back of Ricky’s head, Red shoved the boy’s face between Kat’s thighs where his own face had been, grinding him into his screen sister’s soft moist flesh.

”She likes you, pussy boy,” Red said, running his own hands down Ricky’s back and under his shirt.
 
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Kat wasn't acting. She automatically gobbled up the big, delicious cock that was shoved into her mouth. No extra dialogue, just cock to mouth, and instinctive employment of her newfound deepthroat skills.

She hesitated a moment as she wondered if her character, the Good Girl, would be so accomplished at sucking cock, but then she mentally shrugged and gobbled even more enthusiastically, reveling in her video character being unveiled as having secretly been a slut of some experience. Kat trusted the camera operators to get decent shots of her face being fucked, her mouth and throat pumped with cock, her body lewdly displayed and her pussy eaten out, though it seemed the mouth down there had changed without her paying attention given the other distractions.

Her Mommy's cry of faith in her daughter's purity and plea on her behalf rang in her ears in total contradiction to her current behavior, no longer fighting the restraints of the two strong men, but enjoying being face fucked and eaten out.
 
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Flavia watched as Zip fucked KittyKat's mouth and Red pushed Ricky's face into the girl's crotch. She wished she'd thought the scenario through in a little more detail. So she was the mother and her two children were being assaulted in a bar. The noise was nearly overpowering as the other guys crowded round. And the camera crew were mostly out of sight which continued to impress her. Must be the good teacher they had, she thought.

But her role. Aggrieved mother? Provocateur? Substitute fuck? Competitive fuck? A mother daughter competition? Why not? It would take pressure off Kat who was obviously enjoying herself, but everyone had limits.

"Oh my poor girl," she cried in a fake frenzy. Someone was pushing her from behind, hands under her skirt. Not yet, she thought. Let Kat and Ricky star.

"Oh my poor poor girl. So young and innocent being molested by you monsters."

It was corny and she couldn't see a mic to know if her words had been recorded. James, all dressed in black, was standing on the bar with a camera, filming from above. She could be dubbed in later of course.

Kat was doing a great job with Zip's cock. She'd taken him totally inside her mouth, deep, her head back, his balls slapping her chin. He wasn't even thrusting much, so tight was her grip as she sucked him. Between the actors she could see another camera getting a close up, with her face in the background. She tried to look upset and dismayed, shocked even.

"You're choking her," Flavia said. "You're choking her with your fat cock."

But Kat wasn't choking. She was sucking like a professional. There was nothing naive about the scene. Here was a big man being pleasured orally by a young woman while her screen brother ate out her pussy. It was beautiful to watch.

Flavia leaned forward and reached out so she could paw at Kat's face where it was being speared by Zip's cock.

"Get out! Now! Let her be! Oh...!"
 
"Oh my poor girl, oh my poor poor girl. So young and innocent being molested by you monsters. You're choking her, you're choking her with your fat cock! Get out! Now! Let her be! Oh...!"

Kat heard her video-mommy's cries and felt the soft comforting touch of mommy's hand on her cheek, a cheek inflated by the thrusting cock of the biker fucking her mouth, and Kat yearned for mommy to slip a finger between her lips, alongside the invading cock, to double fuck her mouth, even trying to turn her face towards mommy. But the pounding her mouth was getting from the biker prevented her from achieving it and Kat wondered for a moment if she was going too far down the Avenue of Depravity. But then, as a Scholarship Student to the Great Professor Plum, Katie knew there was no such thing as 'too far' down that road. His philosophy of freedom had led her to be Dr. Favia's disciple, and could a student outdo her Mentor?

Should Kat aim to Out-Deprave her Mommy?

With new-found energy, Kat concentrated all her new skill on pleasing the cock ramming her throat, not breathing, struggling for air, her senses heightened, her pussy and clit on fire with intense pleasure, her nipples desperate for attention, her whole being crying out to be the centre of attention, a sacrifice to the video gods of pornographic film.

Kat was about to orgasm.
 
Red looked round the room. His friend Zip had his eyes shut as KittyKat worked his cock with her mouth. KittyKat herself was on her back on the bar, twisted out of shape between them, Zip on top of her, Ricky between her legs with Red pushing hard behind the Asian guy's head, and Flavia standing up close and screaming like the over wrought mother she was playing. He wanted to smile, but a simulated gangrape was not for smiling. It was hard and tough, and for all KittyKat's experience and drive and the skills he knew only too well that she had, the older man wondered just how long and hard they could go with her. All this crap which Flavia went on about. Breaking some other whore's record. Slutification, whatever that meant. That was the Professor's gig.

The Professor. What a weird old guy. I mean, Red thought, does anyone get off on academic porn? The idea of naked seniors in mortar boards and nothing else flashed through his head, being ass fucked on stage to the commencement music. Maybe. Maybe not.

And the guys filming. Red didn't know their names. Five of them maybe. All dressed in black. Popping up between his legs and beside his head, under Flavia's arm and then round behind Zip's ass. He hoped it was good. It would be edited, of course, and redubbed. But it was meant to look live a livestream. The real time destruction of some crazy woman's kids in a bar they'd wandered into.

There were round thirty guys here, not all in the bar. Red guessed some of them were outside. He hadn't seen Veronica since they'd started filming, but he imagined she'd be bent over the hood of a car in the parking lot taking it up the ass. He liked Kat. Maybe it was more than like. Veronica was just meat. Was that harsh? The girl had no personality. She was simply a slut. A cunt that breathed. Yes, it was harsh. When it was some other guy's turn with Kat, he'd go outside and fuck Veronica. Up her ass. Hard. The way he liked to fuck. Up her tush and then cum down her throat. Maybe one of the guys could film it. He needed something fresh for his portfolio.

"So," he said, coming back into the room metaphorically and looking straight at Flavia. "Your kids sure like to fuck each other." He continued to push hard on the back of Ricky's head, grinding the teen's face into his screen sister's groin. "You sure they don't fuck like this all the time?"
 
Hearing Mr. Red and Mommy talking in character, Kat backed off from her impending orgasm and just carried on sucking and being eaten out, apparently by Ricky who she knew would have preferred to be sucking cock himself. Despite his preferences, her video-brother was doing a great job on her pussy with his lips and tongue.

Her video-mommy, meanwhile, seemed to be working out that her daughter was not quite as pure as she hoped or supposed or imagined, and was being provoked and mocked by Mr. Red's character. Video-mommy was possibly even getting cross, angry at the deception, angry her her little girl for not being so little or innocent as she had made out. And certainly, Kat was providing plenty of evidence that she not only enjoyed sex, but had indulged before. Video-daughter was not a newcomer to sucking cock. Maybe they would portray her as an actual virgin, though that state wasn't going to last very long. If Mr. Red did the deed they could edit in later a few shots of her bleeding as his cock penetrated her cunt?

But Kat wasn't supposed to be thinking like a Director, that was Mommy's job, but she did need to breathe, and the best way to get air was to bring off the big biker fucking her mouth, make him cum, so that her throat got unplugged.
 
Red pulled Ricky back from between Kat's thighs. The kid's face was smeared with his screen sister's cunt juices.

"So you know how to suck, kid, but do you know how to fuck?"

The older man pushed Ricky and Flavia aside so he could climb onto the bar after discarding his trousers.

"You see this Mommy," he said, waving his crotch, obviously swollen through his briefs, in Flavia's face. "This is going inside your virginal daughter. As if you think she hasn't been fucking around already."

Flavia looked down at Kat sucking hard on Zip's cock as Red pulled his underwear down and spread the girl's legs wide. Then with the help of some of the other bikers, Red lifted Kat's ass off the bar, his hands behind the back of her knees and pulled himself into her, his cock against her pussy.

"Why don't you slip me inside her, Mommy," he said, sneering.

Flavia took Red's cock in her hand and guided him forward.
 
If Kat could have gasped, she would have. She'd kind of forgotten how big and satisfying Red's large cock was, how good it felt going in, how it stretched and parted her, filled her.

As it was, all she could do was move to make it easier for Red to penetrate her. She had no idea how her video-mom had responded to Red's taunts, but hearing no renewed protests in reply Kat assumed her mom was adjusting to the knowledge that her pure little girl was anything but pure.

But while Red and Flavia were busy at one end, the biker was getting beyond busy at the other. Although she had by now gained some experience in sex, it had all been in a short span of time. Despite that, Kat recognised that the Biker was about to blow his load, empty his balls, shoot his cum, spunk up. It was coming any moment, and she wanted to ready herself so that the camera crews near her face didn't miss whatever amount of jism the non-professional was able to produce. They'd only get one chance at capturing the cum-shot, and she wanted it to be as good as they could manage under the circumstances.
 
Red was worried as Flavia held his cock and slipped it inside her screen daughter's pussy. His old friend seemed strangely detached. Was she bored? Worried about Kat? Just not into the simulated gangrape they'd worked so long and hard to set up and now film? Her grip on his cock had been weak and her insertion mechanical. Red himself was highly aroused from the several drugs he'd taken to ensure he could perform at his peak for the day. Zip was in good form too. Red watched his friend fuck the girl's mouth. The biker took long strokes deep between the eighteen year old's lips and into her throat. Kat, for her part, was just going with it, anxious to please, he guessed, and enjoying the fuck, he hoped.

But Flavia? She'd been playing her part as the distressed mother up till now OK, whining and squealing about her screen daughter being violated. The cameras and the mics would pick it up and they could redub it later. But there was something about her demeanor which suggested the older woman just wasn't happy or enthused.

He felt Kat close her pelvic muscles around his cock. She was good. Very good for such a young and inexperienced girl. How long had she been fucking like this? Red didn't know when she'd turned eighteen, but she was the Professor's student and Flavia's mentee. It should be a great combination and it was. The girl was highly sexual, open to any ideas, available, flexible, maybe a little too passive, but the ability to know when and how to lead would cum in time. He'd seen more starlets than he could remember initiated into porn. Some flew, some fell. It wasn't the life for everyone and when you were making your mark as an eighteen year old, the opportunity passed by fairly quickly with age and, to be frank, wear and tear.

Being a porn actor was like being an athlete. You had a peak. He himself had peaked and then spent some dark years wondering what else he could do. Medication had been the answer. Red wondered what the doctor had actually given him, but whatever it was his cock was a steel pipe.

Even as he pondered and thrust for the camera which peeked between the bodies and the bar, Zip at the other end came copiously inside the girl's mouth. He watched as the semen spilled back around his cock and she coughed him up before sucking him back down again to clean him up, the goo running over her lips and down her cheeks to the counter of the bar.
 
It was a lovely cumshot! After the first spurts into her mouth, the biker pulled back a bit and sprayed a perfect jet of spunk toward Kat's face, with a camera perfectly placed to record it. And he kept on cumming. So much more hot spunk than she had expected from a non-pro. It splashed her face, drizzled her body, flowed to her waist. Cum everywhere, it felt like. And Red was fucking her like he had the world's biggest, hardest dildo attached to his belly. His cock was amazing, and she started to move more to match him, to use him, to fill her insides with his invading dick, to fuck for the pleasure of fucking.

And it was pleasure. Kat opened her eyes again to see another camera recording her expression, and she grinned with sheer delight. She adored sex.

Reaching up, Kat licked, sucked, and cleaned up the biker's cock only to have him almost immediately replaced with two more erections waving in her face, one from each side. She had no idea who they belonged to but they smelt hot and manly and ripe, so she sucked one straight into her mouth, then released it and sucked the other. Left, right, left, right, just like marching except she was sucking off two strangers in a bar. And the cameras were getting it all.
 
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Red watched Zip withdraw his cock from Kat's mouth and climb down from the bar. The girl was coated with Zip's cum, her face, her chin, down her neck and onto her tits, lavishly painted as if more than one guy had spunked on her. Kat smiled, obviously enjoying herself which was good, Red decided, given he was a little worried at the pounding she was taking. And things were only going to get harder. Before he could really even acknowledge her smile, two bikers climbed onto the bar, already naked from the waist down, and rock hard. The two guys simply fed their cocks into Kat's mouth where she accepted them without taking a break, but just sucking one and then the other, as if she was unable to choose which ice cream tasted the best so had to have both.

Even as the red haired man fucked the girl's pussy, he was thinking ahead. The camera angles were good, but with three guys up on the bar, the space was getting tight. And there was really only Kat's cunt available for the moment. Flavia had gone all sullen and quiet, and Red wasn't even sure she wanted to fuck. As for Veronica, she was outside somewhere, out of sight. Red couldn't hear her usually over-loud voice over the hubbub, but he guessed her mouth was engaged in activities which precluded conversation.

Should he climb down and save his cum for later? Maybe. There were so many guys hanging about and they needed to be occupied. He watched Zip move slowly across the room and out the main door, wearing just his checked shirt unbuttoned and billowing. He could follow and they could both fuck Veronica in the open air, making sure to take one camera guy with him.

Or maybe he could take advantage of Kat's lying on her back and fuck her ass. Try for a gape shot. Flavia could hold Kat's legs back and Red could alternate, Kat's ass and Flavia's mouth. Screen Mommy sucking his soiled cock straight from screen daughter's shitter. Should he ask or just do it? Red felt the smile break out across his face even as he watched the two bikers asses which obscured Kat's face now, bouncing in front of him.

"Hold her legs apart, Mommy," he said to Flavia. "Let's see how much your precious little girl likes having her ass drilled."
 
Kat heard that. Ass drilled? It sounded like Red wanted to add anal fucking to the mix. So far she'd been stripped naked, face-fucked,facialised, cunt-fucked. There couldn't be much else to add, apart from anal, could there?

Proud of herself for multitasking, Kat was considering all this while also enjoying a sort of double blowjob. That's how she characterised to herself what she was doing with the two very enthusiastic bikers who were taking turns at fucking her face. And it had become more likeface-fucking than cock-sucking with them stabbing their very hard cocks deep into her mouth every time she turned her head. Left, right, left, right, the oral march continued. Was this what military sex was like, she wondered.

Adding anal sex might be a problem. There was a chance it might hurt. They were simulating spontaneous, almost rape-like gang sex, so she couldn't anticipate tender lubing and gentle insertion. Oh well. She was a pro, now. A professional fucker. A porn actress, even if new and still learning. She could do it, and do it on film, and make her mommy proud.

Which made her think. She hadn't heard Mommy for a while. Possibly not since starting her double cock-sucking blow job.

But this wasn't the time to think about that, because another guy had got in close and was groping her tits with one hand and jerking his cock at her with the other.
 
Lube, Red thought. Fucking lube. He'd seen Gavin bring in a box full, but where the fuck had the kid hidden them. Kat was fucking like a champion but if he was going to punch his cock into her ass, he wanted to lube himself up.

"Lube, Flavia...." Red nearly swore at his old friend as she loitered around the bar looking almost disinterested. The two guys trying to fuck Kat's face still obscured his view and now a third guy was tugging at her tits. He could see the handiwork between the bikers' legs. Somehow the whole event was just a disorganized fuckfest which was maybe what a simulated gangrape was in reality, but the way this was going he wasn't going to be nominated for any porn awards.

Flavia came through and handed him a bottle.

"So Mommy," he said loudly, hoping a mic was close. "I'm going to fuck your little girl's ass now. Why don't you fucking hold her open for me, yeah?"

He knew Flavia understood. They'd made gaping videos before, the two of them and whichever dumb college girls were hanging round at the time. Two seasoned porn performers and a fresh virgin ass, Flavia's hands, Red's cock, a gallon of lube and a camera. He splashed the lube onto his cock as Flavia reached between Kat's thighs, pulling her wide, exposing her asshole. Red splashed more lube onto the girl, then spying the camera nodded to Flavia who got into position.

"Uncle Red's gonna fuck her now with your help, Mommy, and then...maybe...well, you know..."

Flavia raised her eyebrows. Red knew she knew. Ass to mouth. Daughter to Mommy.

"Fuck off," Red said loudly. He wanted the camera to capture Kat's face as he fucked her and then her screen mother sucked his cock fresh from her screen daughter's ass. The bikers got the message and shuffled aside, anxious to watch. The camera guy was good, Red thought. Well taught, by Flavia no doubt. It would be the usual anal gape shot, just his cock, Kat's asshole and the whole length of her body down to her surprised eyes, and her screen Mommy, all hands and teeth and smile and greedy mouth. Kat might be surprised, but Flavia could suck cock straight from an ass in her sleep. Maybe she had. Red smiled to himself.

"Hi sweet girl," he said to Kat. "Mommy and me are gonna fuck your pretty asshole."

He reached down to where Flavia was holding Kat open and inserted his fingers into her dark red hole.

"Relax honey," he said. "It's only gonna hurt a bit. But Mommy's here."
 
Kat just stared at Red as he made his announcement, then at her Mommy, and back again. She felt a combination of shock and fear, like this was suddenly spinning out of control. Out of her control.

She had been enjoying grabbing plenty of cock, being face-fucked, having her tits groped all while enjoying a great fuck from a big experienced cock. But this was going much further. Anal? So soon? An ass-fuck? With Mommy actively encouraging it?

“Mommy?” It was a pathetic cry. Anguished. A cry for help, and not the kind of help where Mommy helped a big sex-crazy man fuck her daughter up the ass.

Kat knew that with the camera where it was, her face and naked tits and gaping just-fucked pussy would be as visible as her asshole that was already being ravaged by Red's fingers while Mommy held her little girl's legs wide apart.

And her other lovers had backed off. Ok, not lovers, exactly. Lusters? Sex partners? She had no idea what term to use, but they were at the sides watching, clearly keen to observe her asshole getting plugged by the big cock that had just pulled out of her cunt. The guys were jerking themselves as they watched, and Kat reached as far as she could to try and take over that task, hoping to have a cock in each hand while Red ravaged her ass.

Hands crept back to grope her tits and pull on her nipples though they were careful to avoid getting in Red's way or obscuring the camera.
 
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"Mommy?"

Flavia heard Kat cry out, softly, but clear enough. Red was being particularly tough on them both. She knew why. Her own reticence. Or not reticence so much, as indifference. Flavia understood. Porn was so much more about the journey than the arrival, in her view. Planning for the porn shoot, getting Kat ready, all the thinking and scheming and filthy contemplation were what drive her on, And now that they were here, at the biker bar, surrounded by naked men with their cocks out, crowding around Kat and Red and the cameras, watching her protege get fucked on film, it all seemed a bit of an anti-climax. I'm nuts, Flavia thought. I should be enjoying this, but somehow she just wanted to go home, lie down before the TV, drink coffee and maybe have her pussy licked, but maybe not.

She held Kat's legs open as Red commanded. Her friend lubed himself up, then Kat's asshole, then leaned forward and pinned Kat's legs back against her shoulders. It looked uncomfortable, but it ensured the camera got the most of the close-up, Kat's gaping ass, Red's proud cock, and she knew, her own mouth taking Red's cock direct from Kat's mouth.

She licked her lips, preparing for the soiled intrusion, the telltale taste of ass and cum and spit and lube. It was disgusting and repulsive and heady and arousing, all at the same time.

She glanced back at Kat. The girl looked pensive, troubled. Were they hurting her? Maybe. But pain and porn, well, they were bedfellows. Kat had what it took. She was a natural. And if this was testing then it was a good test. One she'd face and have to pass many times if the girl had a career in porn.

Red punched his cock deep into the girl's lubed asshole, up to the hilt, slamming into her. Kat's body shook and Flavia heard her wince. And then, just as quickly as he'd inserted his cock, Red withdrew and held it up to Flavia's mouth. She took the greasy cock between her lips and smiled for the camera as she sucked it dry.

"How does your little girl taste, Mommy?" Red asked.

Flavia just smiled and licked her lips again as her friend withdrew and hammered his cock back inside her screen daughter's body.
 
The eye contact with Mommy gave Kat the courage she needed.

That first harsh stabbing of her asshole with Red's cock had been a shock to her body and mind, an invasion of a brutal sort; anticipated and permitted but still a shock. She had to concentrate very hard to keep herself physically relaxed and not allow her insides to fight and repel the invader.

Kat was also surprised to see Mommy suck the dirty cock clean and appear to enjoy it. The experience ought to have been disgusting, yet Mommy did it willingly. Which made her wonder about her own limits and the conversations with her first sex mentor, the Prof, and those early lessons. Maybe she should revisit what she'd written and submit a review of 'Limits in the Light of Wider Sexual Experience'.

It also made her want to snuggle tonight with Mommy and talk it through, maybe even lick Mommy's asshole, or kiss Mommy after having Mommy's tongue in her little Kat's ass? Certainly, after all of today's fucking, a bit of soft tonguing might be welcome.

But her almost-academic thoughts were interrupted as Red slammed his cock a second time into her now-opened ashole. Not as bad as the first one. And was that a hint of pleasure she was feeling? Different to a cunt-fuck. Different from a double penetration of ass and cunt. Maybe she should try a triple down there, two in her cunt and a small one up her ass?

Kat allowed her mind to wander to other possible sex combinations, since she had an almost unlimited supply of eager hard cocks right now. But first, she had to let Red and Mommy demonstrate their anal and suck technique for the cameras.
 
Red alternated his cock between Kat's ass and Flavia's mouth, swinging his torso back and forth at the edge of the camera range. The student behind the lens was up close, not bothering him while getting the best of Kat's gaping hole and Flavia's albeit mechanical sucking and cleaning of the soiled cock shaft. Around them the naked and half naked bikers jerked off or just loitered, their cocks at various heights of arousal, swinging and waving. When he looked around Red could see no sign of Zip who he guessed, had left the bar and gone outside. There was a knot of bodies in one corner, circled by two cameras. Red guessed Ricky was in the middle somewhere, having his limits tested.

Two of the guys closest were giving Red the eye, as if to say they wanted a turn on Kat. And maybe Flavia, who was playing her part without any of the motherly hysteria they'd talked about beforehand. Which was fine as far as it went, but Red was done negotiating. Maybe Flavia was beyond gang fucking and happier to write or direct or even just watch. Not everyone could do porn all their lives. Not even the great Flavia Martinelli maybe.

After a particularly deep thrust inside Kat and a languid suck from Flavia, Red climbed down off the bar and nodded to the two guys. One guy was completely naked, sporting a healthy gut, thick body hair and a tattooed chest. He was thirty maybe. Not bad looking if a little road weary. The other guy was still wearing a leather jacket, unzipped to the waist and thick, black sunglasses which reflected Red's face back. Red couldn't really determine his age, but he was wiry with a long, thin cock which bent upwards in a neat curve.

There was nothing much to say. They'd been invited to fuck Kat and so they did. Flavia stayed close and as soon as one of the guys had fitted himself inside the girl's asshole a couple of times, the other guy wanted a turn which meant Flavia had some cock cleaning to do. Red turned away and walked through the surprisingly patient group of bikers to the door.

He turned left. The doctor's Ferrari was parked up against the wall beyond the line of Harleys. Veronica was lying across the beige vinyl cover where the roof had been retracted, her legs dangling over the side behind the door. Zip, now completely naked, was squatting down, his neat round ass curving outwards, his hands holding Veronica's knees wide and his face between her thighs, while her uncle, the doctor, still fully dressed, sort of hovered as if waiting his turn or maybe supervising a gynaecological examination.

It occurred to Red that he hadn't paid much attention to Veronica. Even as he approached the threesome and heard her mewing, he remembered what an annoying tone of voice she had, but nearly naked, he had to acknowledge how shapely she was. Her tiny pink bikini top, the sole remaining article of clothing she wore, had been pulled aside exposing her ample breasts and even as Zip's head bobbed at Veronica's pussy, the idea that it was time to fuck Veronica formed in Red's brain. Fuck Veronica. Kat and Flavia wouldn't mind. Why would they? There were thirty bikers inside busy fucking Kat and Flavia, not to mention Ricky. And Red was still hard, his balls laden with the cum he hadn't discharged into or over Kat.

No one noticed Red arrive by the car. He tapped Zip on the shoulder. His friend turned, mouth slick with the teen's pussy juice.

"Room for one more?"
 
They had departed a long way from the story outline they were supposed to be filming. The whole thing had descended into a degenerate fuckfest. Oh well. Kat reckoned they might not be able to tell the original story, but they should have plenty of pornographic footage to make something that was entertaining. But that would be Mommy's job later.

Mommy. Who didn't seem to be enjoying the project now that it was happening. Kat mentally shrugged as she watched Mommy half-heartedly suck a cock clean and then appear to tire of the whole thing and wander off, presumably to find Red.

But now that she was on her own, unsupervised, surrounded by a camera or two and horny bikers with eager cocks and hopefully full balls, Kat could do anything she wanted that they'd allow.

“Why don't you both have me at the same time, instead of taking turns?” she suggested to the naked fat guy and the one in the jacket. “One up my ass, one in my cunt?”

They looked at each other and didn't seem to mind, and quickly rearranged the tableau so that long curvy cock guy was behind her on the bar, she was lowered by willing hands to impale her ass on him, and then tummy guy was in front of her and slid his shorter but fatter cock in her vagina. Guys on either side held her in place while also groping her tits freely, and others just jerked off, rubbing their cocks on her wherever they could. The guy with the camera added some instructions, presumably to keep as much sex on camera as possible.

With a cock in each hand, Kat proceeded to double fuck and double handjob. She felt quite proud of herself despite the discomfort and hoped the Prof and Mommy would be proud of her when they reviewed the video.
 
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