Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

[ericrodman101]

"Jesus, Angus. She's crying."

Dr Martinelli stopped pushing the dildo into KittyKat's ass any further, and just held it in place.

"Get your cock out of her mouth, you stupid fuck. Jesus, Angus."

The Professor hadn't been called a stupid fuck in a while, at least not to his face. But Flavia Martinelli was not to be trifled with so he stepped back just as his soft organ contacted KittyKat's lips and let his cock head slide down her upturned face until it swung free. Yes, she was crying. The tears were running into her hair where she lay with her neck bent back over the edge of the desk.

"Ok," he grunted. "What..."

"KittyKat," Flavia said. "You're not Ok, are you? All that stoicism, all that bravado. You were just trying to please Angus and me. I should never...never have...never mind. Now look. Charlie is well inside you. Way further than I expected to reach for your first sodomy. You've done great. Really well for an anal virgin. But I think we might stop there for tonight. Which means I need to remove Charlie and it's going to hurt. Much the same way it hurt going in. It's always going to hurt honey. That's anal for you. Hurts like buggery, as the angels say."

The Professor embarrassed himself by stifling a laugh.

"Do yourself up, Angus," Flavia said, "like the grown up you are, and get me some paper towel and a glass of water. Now KittyKat, Charlie is coming out and just to show him who's boss, I might make the Professor suck Charlie clean. And when we're done and you've had a little rest, we will talk about what to do next. The filming tomorrow with my freshmen students. Losing your pussy virginity. The Professor's little examination and broadcast. And maybe how to train you to be the next Sophia. What sort of exercises and toys and mentoring you need to be gang raped successfully by all those nice hairy bikers."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat couldn't stop the tears. They had already been well established, but Dr. M's kindness pushed her into a new place of emotional turmoil.

All she wanted to do was curl up on Dr. M's lap and cry.

Her Mentor was taking charge and making everything better. It seemed that KittyKat wasn't being thrown out. While the Prof got busy carrying out Dr. M's instructions, KittyKat struggled up, careful not to let Charlie touch the desk or anything else, and wrapped her arms around the older woman's neck, pressing into her, letting the tears fall down her face, this time, wetting the Dr.'s shoulder.

"I'm sorry I let you down," she sobbed, "thank you for giving me a second chance." KittyKat clung tight, so afraid of rejection that she was more like a limpet than a student, held fast by a strength that might have been surprising in one so slender, so petite.

"Please don't turn me away?" It was an unnecessary thing to say. The Dr. had already said that they would continue tomorrow as planned, but KittyKat wasn't thinking straight; she'd allowed herself to be pushed beyond what she could cope with, but would deny that was true with everything she had. The one thought driving her was to make good on the bold claims she'd first made on being introduced to the Dr.

She gripped tighter as she began to recover, trying hard not to whimper. She had to appear strong.

 

[ericrodman101]

"You didn't let me down, honey," Dr Martinelli said, holding KittyKat close. The girl shouldn't have tried to stand after being sodomised. Flavia knew it would take a while to get used to such an intrusion, even lying on your back, let alone standing and walking. But she was up, so Flavia helped KittyKat into a chair.

"Honey, you've done nothing wrong. You were great. Beyond great. But we bit off more than we could chew, you, me and Charlie. And as for Angus..."

Flavia turned to face Angus who returned with paper towel and water as requested. She took the water and handed it to KittyKat, then the towel.

"Spread your legs, honey, yeah, like that, so I can mop you up. Just a bit of lube and ass fluid, nothing to worry about, but you don't want that running down your legs later, no."

Flavia scrunched the paper towel and turned back to Angus.

"Here, Angus, dispose of that for me," she said, dropping the soiled paper into his outstretched hand before he could think better of it. "And then I want you to clean Charlie for me. With your mouth..."

She couldn't help but laugh at the Professor's horrified look.

"Well, only if ass to mouth is your thing, Angus. No one round here is forced to do anything they don't want. Get my drift?"

The Professor grunted, picked up Charlie from the desk and walked to the door.

"The washroom then..." he said, leaving the room again.

Flavia turned back to where KittyKat sat uncomfortably, legs spreadeagled. She reached out and patted KittyKat's hair.

"Take your time getting over it, honey," she said, "and then we can catch a taxi home. You're not walking anywhere after that. And on the way we'll plan tomorrow, our little shopping trip to my favourite adult store and then our little film production in my studio. Have you decided who's going to fuck you? Not Angus, I hope. Or that freak Friedrich. I've seen him hanging around. Why don't you wait until you meet my guys, my freshman class. They're really nice clean quiet guys, some of them are quite fit. I'm sure any one of them would be happy to volunteer for our little movie."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat just let the exchange between Dr. M and the Prof play out. It didn't really seem to connect with her reality where the pain at her rear end was starting to assert its dominance over every other feeling.

Distracting herself from the physical discomfort, she let the Dr.'s words run through her head. A taxi, a shopping trip, a film, and a fuck. KittyKat gazed up at the Dr. with undisguised admiration and affection, a look that could easily be interpreted as hero-worship, a crush.

"I don't know who will actually fuck me. That's up to you and the Professor. I'm available for anyone you think suitable. But that Friedrich, he does produce an incredible amount of cum, Dr. Martinelli, I was drenched."

She wondered what she needed to do to earn another pat on the head. It had made KittyKat want to purr for her Mentor and wear a little collar with a bell.

 

[ericrodman101]

"So Friedrich produces a lot of cum?" Dr Martinelli considered the possibility of hyperspermia. Maybe Friedrich was an option. A freak show with cute little KittyKat being fucked by a monster who then floods her with cum. It would highlight the difference between the pre-fucked cunt and the post-fucked, from fresh, pink and new to gaping, despoiled, bloodied and cum-drenched. And it would free up her freshmen to film the fucking and jerk off when they needed to.

"How much cum, KittyKat? Angus, do we have a pic of Friedrich cumming?" Flavia asked as the Professor returned, holding a freshly washed Charlie between his fingers as if the dildo disgusted him. He turned to the computer and found images he'd recorded on earlier dates of Friedrich jerking off, then cumming on KittyKat's face.

"Very interesting," Flavia said, peering closely at the screen. "That's one freaky shaped cock. And all that cum. Hyperspermia. I've seen it before. What a shame he's not an adonis with a typical porn cock. I could make something of that. But I guess if that's what you want, KittyKat. Unless you want to meet my beautiful boys before the shoot and choose the prettiest one to be your first fuck and take your precious gift."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat just wanted to please her Mentor. She listened carefully and tried to work out what answer would be best while also keeping it short for the Professor's sake.

"Please choose anyone you want, Dr. Martinelli, Professor, it's not up to me to decide who fucks me first. If I'm to truly achieve slut status I'll fuck anyone you want, anyone it pleases you to pick. And once my virginity is out of the way, any or all of your boys can fuck me. It might be fun to see if between them they make as much cum as Friedrich, when we watch the playback?"

Once again KittyKat had dared to make a long speech, but she hoped that despite the distraction of her pain, she had still managed to say everything she wanted. She was desperate for any word of praise or comfort from her Mentor, another pat on the head, or on her bottom. She hungered for Dr. M's approval, feeling still that she had ground to make up after her failure with Charlie. She would do absolutely anything to please the Dr. and her eyes followed her Mentor as if she were a puppy dog. Or more accurately, puppy bitch.

 

[ericrodman101]

Did nothing faze this girl? Hmmm, Dr Martinelli thought. Charlie, her dildo, had fazed KittyKat, so the young thing was human after all. The way she talked, Flavia wondered if maybe she was some insatiable hypersexed alien sent to earth to drain the life force of all men. And women, she mused, wondering how KittyKat might react to the suggestion of girl on girl. But of course, Flavia decided, she would say yes. Yes was the only answer KittyKat knew. And a tale of an insatiable hypersexed alien would make another useful porn scenario her boys might film. 'The interface between pornography and science fiction' she'd call that topic, but it would be a filmed fuckfest just the same.

"OK. Friedrich versus my boys," Flavia said. "Sounds like you are setting up a challenge. Can you walk? Angus, order a taxi and I'll see KittyKat home."

The Professor reached for his phone. He couldn't tell if this evening's class had been a failure or a success. Just a step before tomorrow's filming, he decided. But he was worried that Dr Martinelli had taken over. KittyKat was his find, his project after all, and he wanted to make sure her slutification was his achievement when the academic awards were being handed out.

"Clean yourself up and get dressed, honey," Flavia said. "We can plan our shopping trip and your film on the way to your place. 1.00pm in the film department, Angus, OK? And tell Friedrich we require his cock."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

While KittyKat finished cleaning herself and dressed once more in the blouse and skirt covering her dark stockings and black suspender belt, she ran through the ideas already spilling through her head. Things like, they must catch on film the whole of Friedrich's ejaculation to gauge the quantity, and then also the boys. No one could waste any by cumming inside KittyKat where it couldn't be seen, be estimated for volume of spunk. Except, of course, Dr. M didn't need an inexperienced virgin to tell her how to do her job. Thankfully, Kittykat's thoughts went unspoken.

But there was so much more to discuss with her Mentor and hero. Quite apart from the shopping and filming, there was KittyKat's language, exercises, possibly her day-to-day attire as her other persona, Katy Cook. She wanted to talk to the Prof and Dr. M about that, about how to balance the two creatures living inside her. KittyKat the slut, camgirl, and potential porn subject; Katy Cook the scholar and serious student. Could they both exit together, or would she have to choose? Would the choice be temporary, for the duration of the academic year perhaps, or would it become a permanent thing? If their pursuit was freedom, did it make sense to relinquish that freedom once attained?

She didn't know. Such philosophical dilemmas were beyond her.

But she was socially aware enough to know that her loyalty to the Professor and his Project mustn't become overshadowed. Dressed and ready to leave, though without bra or panties, she said, "Thank you, Professor, for yet another brilliant lesson, and for the inspiration of your Project."

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Martinelli opened her phone in the taxi and diarized the entries for tomorrow. 10.00 am for shopping. "I'll pick you up, KittyKat," she said. Then 1.00pm for filming. How long would they need? Two, maybe three hours. "Porn is quite straightforward," she said. "One thing follows another. And not many lines to learn. Hah!"

But there was the script for the examination. Did Angus need a script, she wondered. Or will I have to do it? Cross that bridge....

"Do you know your sizes, KittyKat? Dress, chest, shoe? And your intimate sizes? Between your orifices? For the vibrators. The multi-headed ones. And maybe some other toys. Well, you can be fitted for that. Yes, just like a dress shop, only much more fun."

The taxi arrived at KittyKat's place. Dr Martinelli placed a hand on the girl's arm. "You did great today. And tomorrow will be great too. Just take everything as it comes. You're a natural. Great body, beautiful face, charming innocent manner. And no inhibitions. You, me and Angus will make a great team. See you here in the morning just before 10."

And as KittyKat made to get out of the taxi, Dr Martinelli pulled the girl close and kissed her on the mouth. "I don't know if that's what you like," she said, "but I like it. It pleases me and it might please you too. Ciao."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

In her room, she was usually Katy Cook. Now she was totally confused.

She sat on her bed, fingers exploring where Dr. M had kissed her. She'd never been kissed like that. So many things were whirling through her mind. All the plans for tomorrow, intimate measurements, fitted for dildos, for clothes. They never discussed her exercise program, or how she should speak. And Dr. M seemed to think they were about to make a porn film when all she was expecting was a kind of Reality Show recording her losing her virginity. A script? She couldn't act.

And then there was the fact that Dr. M only knew her as KittyKat, not Katy Cook. Did that matter? And the kiss. Was she now sort of Dr. M's girlfriend?

It was all very confusing, and she jotted down yet more notes to put in her next essay for the Professor.

After a long soak in a bath with lavender oil to soothe her sore bottom, she changed into her softest PJs and snuggled down in bed cuddling one of her favourite soft toys. She didn't know if she was Katy Cook or KittyKat anymore. She was beginning to feel a little lost.

As she drifted into sleep a lone tear escaped one eye to trickle down her cheek and her dreams began with how nice it felt hugging the Dr. tight.

At 9.50 the next day she was outside and waiting, dressed in comfy slip-on shoes and a button-front summer dress, nothing else, her hair in a ponytail and a medium-sized bag over her shoulder. She was showered, hair washed, light makeup applied, no jewellery. She was ready.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Martinelli spied KittyKat standing on the kerb and told the taxi driver to pull up.

KittyKat was sporting a pony tail, wearing a summer dress and slip on shoes. Dr Martinelli imagined her naked underneath. Was it deliberate or was the girl a natural? She dressed like a porn Pollyanna, all happy and innocent and carefree, about to skip into the woods for a day picking flowers, blissfully unaware the biker group were prowling for virgins. It was a scenario like fucking Little Red Riding Hood. Or Heidi. Dr Martinelli made a mental note to check if anyone had filmed a Red Riding Hood or Heidi gangfuck.

"My, you are looking fine girl," Flavia said opening the door and dragging KittyKat in beside her. She pulled KittyKat in close and kissed her on the lips, just like last night. "And you taste fine too. Mmmm."

She directed the driver to a nearby wholesale mall which housed her favorite adult emporium, and sat with her hand on KittyKat's knee.

"So, it's the big day. Shopping and fucking, as someone once said. Any thoughts? Wants? Wishes? Just say the word and Dr Flavia Martinelli will make it all come true."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh, crumbs!" KittyKat started. Then paused while her fingers again explored where the kiss had tantalised her lips. Her exclamation sounded so childish, not the language of a porn model. But KittyKat didn't know what else to say that wouldn't sound false. And she didn't want to be false with her Dr. Were they now lovers? Could KittyKat claim to be someone's girlfriend?

She put both her hands over Dr. M's and moved it to her lap just where her belly met her thighs and pressed it down to where it made her feel nice.

"Um, Dr. Martinelli, my thoughts, wants, wishes?" Again KittyKat hesitated, hoping that she'd read this right, that with the Dr. she was allowed to speak, to say more than the barest minimum. Her hands pressed the Dr.'s rhythmically into her body. "Um, first, I'm actually Katy Cook. KittyKat is my Project name? You can call me either but I wanted you to know." KittyKat blushed as she just managed to stop herself declaring that she had a crush on the Dr.

"Most of all I want to please you, and the Prof, of course, and I want you to instruct me, teach me, train me. Please? And um, for the filming, is it going to be like a film or more of a Reality Documentary type thing? I don't want to change any plans you made but I need to know, to work out how to play everything?"

KittyKat blushed again and looked down at the hands in her lap that she was almost masturbating with. She had never before wanted someone to rip off her clothes and make wild love to her, but the image of her Dr. doing just that wouldn't leave her mind. But she didn't know how to say it, or even if she should.

She simply lifted her eyes and gazed with undiluted worship into the Dr.'s eyes. She would probably do absolutely anything this woman wanted.

 

[ericrodman101]

"So, you want me to instruct you, Katy?"

Dr Martinelli liked the sound of 'Katy'. KittyKat in character, Katy in the car. With her. Dr Flavia Martinelli. Mentor. Instructor.

"Is it going to be a film? Or a documentary?" She looked down at where Katy had pulled her hands over to her lap and was pressing down firmly into the young girl's groin. All this little girl stuff, train me, Doctor, when Katy Cook knew exactly what she was doing to make her elder feel sexy and wanted and in charge. You are a little flirt, Katy Cook, Flavia thought, but she didn't voice it. Not yet.

"Well, it's Professor Plum's project," she said. "It's all about his academic research. You know that. He has in mind a documentary, a serious research project, a film of virgin genitals being fucked, examined before and after and being fucked in between. The problem with our earnest Professor is he probably doesn't know the first thing about female genitalia, let alone the right words to call our bits."

She laughed. "So that's where I can help. Telling him what bits are called what. I'll be there when you are being examined and fucked and re-examined. And then, when you feel like it, not today if you don't want, he and I will move onto the next part of the project which is your slutification. That's the crux. Turning a sweet innocent young virgin into an uninhibited, total sex slut. I guess the big question for me is 'is that what you want?' But don't answer that now. We're here at my favourite adult shop. Slut or not, this is where I get my stuff and we're going to fit you out with everything you need."

The taxi drew up outside a warehouse. A sign announcing 'Slutsky's' ran across the length of the building.

"Funny how all these places look the same," Flavia said. "You can come here to a high class professional outfit or stop on the interstate in Kentucky and they all look the same. But inside, this is something to behold. Ever been in an adult shop before, Katy?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"No, Dr. Martinelli, not yet. I'm really looking forward to it!" Katy's face was lit up with a big smile and genuine unaffected pleasure. She was insanely happy. Her Dr. was calling her Katy. That meant this was real life, not the project. Her Dr. had kissed Katy, her, not just the subject of their study.

Katy was in love. It had swept over her while she wasn't looking. And her Dr. was now her instructor, had agreed to that. Instructor, mentor, kisser. She still didn't know if they were lovers, but Katy was happy to follow her Dr. around like an obedient little puppy bitch. Or kitten. Kitty. Kat. Now she was getting confused again.

As soon as they were out of the car, Katy gripped tight to her Dr.'s hand, claiming her, needing her, wanting to belong to her and with her. She had been told not to answer the Dr.'s questions yet, though she already knew the answers, and she pressed her body into her Dr.'s side as they walked to the warehouse. A little play on words amused Katy as she considered the similarities in spelling of warehouse and whorehouse. It made her giggle. So did Katy want to become an uninhibited, total sex slut? She'd already committed to that as KittyKat and even thought about whether she could separate KittyKat the slut from Katy Cook. Only time would tell. And should they start today at the filming, or later? Katy could think of no good reason to put it off unless her first deflowering fuck left her sore.

It didn't really matter for now. Katy simply accompanied her Dr. to Slutsky's, maintaining as much body contact as she could manage without impeding their progress.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Martinelli dragged KittyKat by the hand inside the store. The plain door opened into an airlock and then a second glass door opened into a vast warehouse.

"All the things your adult heart desires," Flavia said, looking around. The staff saw her and converged immediately. She greeted them like old friends.

"Marcus, Amelia, Honey," Flavia said. She air kissed the three assistants in turn: Marcus a statuesque black man dressed in a crop top shirt and scanty athletic shorts which barely covered his butt; Amelia a diminutive goth girl with long straight dark hair and a heavily pierced face, dressed in a black leotard; and Honey of indeterminate sexual orientation, but Asian maybe, face like a china doll, dressed in cutoff overalls with nothing underneath.

"This is my charge, Katy," she said, "on the verge of a quest for personal discovery, and here to find all the things she will need for her journey. Say hello to my friends, Katy, with a kiss."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy leaned forward to kiss each of the assistants in turn, taking her lead from them, not air-kissing like her Dr. had done but actual kisses, one each. Then she stepped back and said, "Hello," almost shyly. Literally a virgin on the verge of her quest for personal discovery. Her Dr. put it so well.

She glanced again at her Dr., just like she'd done when the Dr. had announced all that your adult heart desires, because that was simply Dr. Martinelli. Katy was smitten and gazed adoringly at her mentor, before dragging her attention back to the three curiously dressed assistants.

Looking them over, she wasn't sure about honey. Couldn't make Honey out. Marcus was pretty in a gay man kind of way and looked like he was ready to be in a gay porn film. Amelia, though, fascinated her. She sported more metal in her face than Katy was comfortable with, but the hair and dark makeup, and simple black leotard looked very sexy on her. For a moment Katy wondered if she was actually a lesbian, but decided that such labels were irrelevant and probably unhelpful and restrictive. She'd write something about that in her next essay for the Professor.

But for now, they had shopping to do, and she was in her mentor's hands. And the three assistants.

"So, where do we start?" Katy asked her Dr. again looking adoringly into those beautiful, knowing, wise eyes

 

[ericrodman101]

"Where do we start? Well, Katy, we've already started."

Dr Martinelli took KittyKat's hand again and walked purposefully down an aisle, as if she knew exactly where she was going. The three store assistants followed behind.

"You did good there, Katy. Kissing three complete strangers. I've gotta tell you that I like your style, honey. No hesitation, no holding back. Three strangers, kissed on the mouth. This journey of discovery is going to be all about just going for it. Your momma told you all about stranger danger when you were a kid, yeah? Well, where you are going honey, stranger danger is what you are seeking, not avoiding. And tongue kissing strangers is just the start. By the end of today you'll have done a lot more with strangers than just tongue kissed."

They reached a corner and turned left. "The fitting studio, I think guys," Flavia said. Ahead was a glass office, and inside it a walled alcove.

"This is the fitting studio, Katy. Where you get fitted for...what do we call them? Personal items."

Dr Martinelli led KittyKat and the assistants into the room.

"Take a seat, Katy," she said, pointing to one of the plush red lounges against the wall.

"What do you think first, guys? Vibrator?"

Honey nodded and stepped outside.

"Honey will fetch the vibrators, but you need to undress, Katy, so Marcus can measure you. The best vibrators are fitted, you know. Lift your dress and sit on the sofa for me like a good girl. Amelia will hold your hand while Marcus has a good look at you. Don't worry about Marcus. He isn't interested in girls."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

At first, Katy simply lifted her dress to her waist as she stood by the sofa, displaying her neatly trimmed pussy as ordered, but that wouldn't help with the fitting of vibrators. And Dr. M had also said undress, so in one smooth movement, Katy lifted the whole dress up over her head and off, leaving her naked apart from her slip-on shoes.

She then sat next to Amelia and gripped the girl's hand as she faced Marcus and her Mentor. Marcus needed to have a look at her, so she placed her free hand on her knee and parted her thighs. Since she was perched on the edge of the sofa that opened her pussy to closer inspection, even parting her lips a little. She gripped Amelia's hand tighter and moved her knees further apart, glancing at her Mentor and Marcus for approval.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Martinelli marvelled at just how compliant Katy was. No hint of self consciousness or embarrassment. No, she just lifted her dress in the middle of the adult store amongst strangers, then sat back naked on the sofa and spread her legs for Marcus's examination. She nodded her approval, noting how Katy held onto Amelia's hand tightly.

"Marcus isn't going to hurt you, Katy. Just measure you. A good vibrator is not something you buy off the shelf. It's something that fits properly, like expensive shoes, like....a chastity belt. Hmmm. Or a mouth brace. Or...Honey," she called over her shoulder to where the androgynous creature was ferreting amongst the shelves. "Bring us the whole shebang."

When she turned back, Marcus was examining Katy closely, his fingers stroking and probing her pussy lips as he ran a small tape measure over her. Dr Martinelli loved how Marcus was totally disinterested in Katy as a sexual object, and oblivious to the young girl's response to his touch, even as she flinched and cooed, gripping Amelia's hand ever tighter.

"Do you like Marcus touching you, Katy?" she asked. "He has lovely hands."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy simply nodded in answer to her Mentor's question, but she was confused again. It seemed to be happening a lot. Here she was being Katy Cook, but behaving more like KittyKat. Which person was she? Both? Or was there really no difference between the two personas?

As she gripped the sexy Amelia's hand tight she felt a reassuring response from the girl while the not-interested-in-girls Marcus felt up Katy's pussy and stirred her sexually. It seemed that Katy was becoming much quicker to respond to sexual stimulation, and she was quietly pleased with her progress towards total uninhibited sexual freedom. If only the Prof could see her, she thought, maybe he'd give her extra course credits. She would be sure to write this up for him tonight, adding to her volume of notes for her next essay.

But the semi-academic thoughts didn't stop her body from responding to Marcus's skillful touch and she whimpered a little as she tried to hold her hips and knees still, being pussy-fingered naked by a stranger in front of others in a glass-walled room in a sex shop, where presumably any customer might see her. Surely only a slut would behave like this? Katy felt a flush of pride.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Martinelli leaned down to where Marcus was fingering Katy and ran her hand along the girl's slit.

"Oh you are nice and wet, Katy," she said. "But what a waste. Marcus isn't interested in you at all. Unlike the delectable Amelia here. While we're waiting for Honey to return with the sex toys, why don't you practice some of your porn skills with Amelia. Think about what Sophia might do. Or what I might do when confronted with a situation like this, naked, aroused, being fingered in public by complete strangers. It's one of the things you'll have to be ready to do for this project. Throw away your inhibitions and be intimate with complete strangers. Not that Amelia is a complete stranger. You've already kissed."

Dr Martinelli sat on the edge of the sofa beside Katy and leaned across, smiling at Amelia. She kissed the goth girl, her body pressing up against Katy's face.

"See," Flavia said when she'd disengaged. "I've kissed Amelia so why don't you do the same while I critique your style and maybe take a few pics for the professor."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Porn skills? Katy blanched at that. Didn't her Mentor remember that Katy was a virgin? She didn't have any porn skills. I'M NOT AN ACTRESS! she wanted to scream out loud, but she simply nodded obediently, inhaling the scent of the Dr. as she leant across.

As her mentor leaned back away from Amelia, Katy moved the goth girl's hand to join the other two that were already fingering her pussy. Surely this was a great achievement, having three people groping her between her legs? Katy opened her knees even wider and kissed Amelia on the mouth, then turned and kissed the Dr., then turned back to the goth. Katy didn't want to try to act, but rather she would just let anything happen. She could trust her mentor to preserve her hymen since it was needed for the filming later, indeed it was essential, the whole focus of their later activities was the recorded destruction of the problematic symbol of virtue.

While the Dr. of Film busied herself with her camera, Katy busied herself with the goth girl, kissing and touching, keeping her knees wide and her pussy and tits unobstructed, making sure that the camera could see as much as it wanted.

Katy's hands were on Amelia's neck and breast, then slipped inside the black leotard to pinch the small girl's nipple the way that she herself liked, working the thin black garment down to reveal a gorgeous pink-tipped tit for her own delight and the cameras. The newly-revealed nipple was pierced. Katy squealed in delight at seeing what her fingers had just discovered, and she lowered her face to kiss and lick and suck, always conscious of where the camera was and avoiding getting between it and the naked flesh the viewers would want to see.

Disengaging for a moment, she kissed Amelia again, long, wet, tongues, and then moved her hand slowly down the black-clad belly to between the goth girl's legs. Katy forcibly parted the other girl's knees with a jerk and pressed her thumb firmly but gently into to thinly covered cleft.

Turning to look deliberately into the camera rather than at the filmmaker, Katy gently stimulated the pussy under her thumb and asked, "More?"

 

[ericrodman101]

Dr Martinelli kept her eyes on Katy, amazed at just what a natural this young girl was. Still a virgin, yet touching Amelia like a seasoned pro, like a lover, like a woman in charge, yet persuading everyone present that she was naive and inexperienced.

"More?" Katy breathed, looking into the camera and not at her mentor, her fingers gently but firmly stimulating Amelia's clit. Oh, do you even know what you're doing, Flavia thought. But of course you do. Making love to the camera. Making love to Amelia. And all the while allowing Marcus to stimulate you with his hands. Flavia held the camera still and put her free hand on Marcus's back, as if to encourage him to continue.

"She needs to be intact," Flavia said to no one in particular. "For our filming this afternoon. So no deep penetration of her pussy, OK?"

Marcus turned and smiled, as if he knew what he was doing stimulating a woman.

"More is good, Katy," Flavia said. "More with your mouth maybe, not just your fingers. I'm sure Amelia would love you to kiss her...down there."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Katy looked at Amelia for permission and getting no objection, hooked aside the black leotard gusset to uncover the goth girl's pussy for them all to see, and the camera.

Always mindful of the audience's glass eye, Katy gently squeezed the outer pussy lips together and then parted them, letting a glint of the metalwork that was piercing the goth's clit hood wink into view. Katy again squealed in delight at her discovery. The next move was going to require some care.

Keeping her own knees wide for Marcus's fingers and the camera, Katy leaned down to kiss the shaved mound above Amelia's clit while keeping her own tits and Amelia's bared, the pierced nipple open to full view. Using two fingers to keep the labia parted, Katy flicked the clit piercing with her tongue, then sucked it between her lips, then sucked the whole clit hood in her mouth. Disengaging for a moment to look up into the goth's face, Katy announced, "You have a lovely clit, Amelia, a very pretty pussy. And though you have piercings and I don't, and I'm a virgin still, at least for a few hours more, I bet I'm more of a slut. Unless you're up for a Slut-Off challenge, some time?"

Without waiting for an answer Katy glanced once into the camera lens as if checking that her audience was still paying attention, and attacked Amelia's clit with firm but gentle passion until the goth was squirming, all the while keeping the flesh visible that their audience needed to see.

 

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"Slut-off challenge!" Dr Martinelli savoured the filth, the bravado in Katy's words. This kid must have done more than she lets on, she thought. Must have read or been exposed to something to be so mouthy and so slutty.

And even as the phrase rang in her brain, the doctor shook her head in disbelief as Katy expertly parted Amelia's pussy lips and exposed the pierced clit beneath, all the while turning coquettishly to the lens to make sure it was all being captured.

"Good girls," Flavia said, stepping round to get a better view, while making sure not to cast a shadow. "And you too, Marcus, always the consummate professional."

Marcus just coughed, annoyed, she guessed, at being roped into a lesbian scene. He moved his hands lower, away from Katy's exploration, so he could massage the tight skin between Amelia's pussy and asshole. The goth girl moaned now, adjusting herself so that her legs splayed a little further, pushing her pussy up for the camera. Dr Martinelli looked for room to get down onto her knees for a close up, sliding against Marcus who grunted again, stretching forward to keep his hands in shot as he found Amelia's asshole, then licking a finger, slipped his moistened digit inside his colleague.

"So you bet you are more of a slut, Katy," Flavia said. "Prove it."