Free or fucked up? (closed)

[ericrodman101]

Sanna came. Hard and loud. Not Juan's name. Just a growl. Fuck! Like an animal. With his finger in her ass. Beautiful innocent naive little Sanna. His cock in her mouth made her wince. In her pussy made her squirm. Eating her out got her in the mood. But finger in the ass? And so briefly, so fleetingly, just a teasing poke. And she came like a freight train.

Juan stroked his cock as Sanna came down from the high. He wanted more than anything to stick it inside her. He didn't care which hole. He just wanted to feel her warm and tight and captive round his cock.

But she hadn't enjoyed fucking him. Until now. And then she'd cum.

His cock twitched and he came in his own hand, the anticipated copious spurt of semen, sluicing across his palm, through his fingers, and onto the floor.

And when they were both done and Juan stood, Sanna averted her eyes. He was confused about speaking. Should he ask how she was? Did she enjoy it? Could they do it again? When?

And while Juan thought those things and dreamed about the next time he could make Sanna his, she stood up, gathered her things and still without looking at him, left the room. How bad was it between them?

Juan stayed behind for a few minutes, listening to the house ticking in the afternoon heat, then dressed and went outside to the JEEP. Sanna was already sitting in the passenger seat. He climbed inside and put the key in the ignition. Still nothing from Sanna. Juan turned the key and they drove away in silence.

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Sanna felt absolutely fantastic. I mean, yeah, it was a shame he'd cum like that, she was actually looking forward to having him inside her again. She wanted it. She wanted him.

The sexual adventure in the house alone with Juan had an immediate impact on her, she couldn't put her finger on what was going on but she would analyze that later. For now, she just felt... liberated. Free of sexual frustration, some kind of secret dream now fulfilled. Sitting in the car as Juan entered and sat behind the wheel, she wanted to reach across and kiss him. On the cheek, nicely. Like a thank you. But she couldn't bring herself to do it, worried he would get the wrong idea of where they were going with this. Sanna didn't know either, except that she could definitely see herself having sex with Juan again. Just as long as he wasn't expecting anything else - which she was worried he would.

Oh god how her body felt nice. Confident, free, relaxed. Yes, of course she thought also about her treachery towards her boyfriend and towards her father, but that other thing was so much stronger now. In fact, the image of herself as the cheating girlfriend excited her in this moment. How weird...

Sanna looked out of the side window as they sped down the highway back to L.A. Silent, but faintly smiling still. She caught her own reflection in the side mirror, her long brown hair framing her sunglasses and oh that little smile! Haha, she actually found herself giggling at her own smile. How conceited, what a bad girl I've been... what a bad girl I am...!

Fuck, she had to say something to the man. Sanna looked at Juan.

"Thanks, Juan... That was amazing. It really was. But I have a boyfriend and I love him. I do... So... do you understand...?"

 

[ericrodman101]

"...do you understand?"

Juan's English wasn't great but he knew what Sanna was saying. And why her signals had been so mixed. She has a boyfriend and is happy to fuck Juan all over the house when she can get away with it, but now he has to back off.

It was a long silent, sullen drive back to the studios. Juan parked the JEEP and Sanna walked over to her car without even a thank you kiss. Juan sat in the JEEP and watched her walk away. Sure he'd said he loved Sanna. Maybe that was over the top. But he'd loved fucking her and maybe, just maybe, she'd loved fucking him. Amazing, she'd said, even if at times he had no idea what she was thinking.

Did he care? Well...yes, he did. Sanna wasn't like the other girls at Angel Studios, except for Janey. But Janey was like Danny's deputy and was all class. He'd only get to fuck Janey if she commanded him to do her. And Erica and Hannah of course. They were class too. But Erica wasn't likely to let him fuck her again, even if she actually came back for a second day's work. Hannah? Yeah, why not? He'd watched Osvaldo fucking Hannah and she was a real turn on. A man eater. Way too experienced for a pussy like Osvaldo. Juan was going to enjoy taming Hannah when the time came.

But Sanna. And her boyfriend. What kind of wimp let a girl like Sanna fuck other random guys? Juan hoped Sanna's boyfriend would smell him on her when they fucked. Or maybe, just maybe, Juan should follow Sanna home and find out for himself.

 

[SannaBlonde82]

As soon as Sanna got home she went to the bathroom and stepped under the shower. Tom was home, but she had just shouted a a general "HI!" to the apartment before closing the bathroom door behind her. Sannas right hand moved to between her legs almost immediately, while her left hand alternated between pinching her nipples and moving up and down inbetween her ass cheeks.

Juan had made her cum but she was in no way satisfied. It caught her by surprise, she hadn't intended to masturbate the first thing she did when coming home, it just... happened. And it didn't take long for her to orgasm, in her mind not only Juan but also all those men she had met the last couple of days. Juan, Juan's friend, Danny, the black guys, even the girls. All of them passed before her minds eye as she shook and quivered and tried desperately to stifle a cry of pleasure.

The following night was the same. Sanna was still angry with Tom, or so she was convincing herself and him. Yeah, she was still cross - but she was also ashamed of what she'd done today and used her anger over Tom and her dad to have the night to herself with Tom condemned to another night on the couch.

Sleep came like a drug. But she woke up early, and her first thought was Angel Studios. She had to go today, not let yesterday stop her in any way. Tom tried to talk to her over breakfast, tried to convince her to obey her father. "How else are we going to afford this place??".

Sanna didn't answer. She didn't know, and she realised it would be a problem but she was still too worked up about Juan and about her dad and everything that she couldn't think about it right now. Sanna gave Tom a kiss before she left, and a smile. It was a loving gesture, but also a guilty one. She was counting on Tom not being able to make out the nuance...

On her way in to the studio, she flipped through the belongings in her purse and found what she was looking for - the card that Cassandra had given her. There was a number on it - a cell phone number, so she punched it in and wrote a text:

"Hi. Sanna Jensen here. We met at the studio? I was interested in knowing more about what u talked about. Can we meet?"

Pressing send, she wondered about what it was Cassandra had going on, on the side. Sanna thought that even though Cassandra hadn't wanted to be asked any questions, she might be willing talk about herself if Sanna showed interest in her "thing on the side" whatever it was...

 

[ericrodman101]

Danny yawned, rolled over and felt his hand contact flesh. Still half asleep, he fondled the flesh for a second or two before realising what he was doing. The flesh rolled towards him and muttered something. In his ear.

He opened his eyes. The room was dark and he took a moment to remember where he was. He could smell coffee and hear traffic, but he wasn't at home.

Someone kissed him on the mouth. He felt a hand on his cock, stroking, then massaging his balls. He was hard, instantly. Fortunately he was also naked. He kissed back and felt a tongue probing between his lips.

Hannah. Fuck. He and Hannah. Of course. After the Health Department inspectors left yesterday afternoon, Hannah had stayed back to help him file the paperwork. Janey had to leave early. Something about her mother.

"Hannah," he said.

"Hmmm?"

They kissed again, her hand still on his cock.

"Just checking," he said.

Hannah rolled Danny onto his back, the bedclothes sliding onto the floor.

"How you feeling this morning?" Danny asked looking up into her face.

Hannah grabbed his cock firmly between her fingers and stroked him from balls to tip. He felt his cock stand to attention before she slid down the bed and took him in her mouth. And as she moved away, he glanced across the bed towards the door.

"Erica!"

It all came back to him now as he spied Hannah's sleeping friend in the bed alongside them. Danny hadn't expected to see Erica again after her session with Juan, but she'd turned up later to collect Hannah. He'd opened the drinks cabinet and one thing led to another. They'd ordered pizza and even though Hannah had suggested inviting the pizza delivery guy to stay as well, it was just Danny and the two girls who'd spent the evening fucking.

Was it a good idea? He didn't care. Call it a perk of the job. Hannah had a future with the studio so he might as well get to know her better. And Erica, well, she'd hadn't liked Juan fucking her ass, but she'd been perfectly happy to have Danny's cock in her tight hole, especially with Hannah lubricating them both with her tongue.

Erica opened her eyes for a moment, then closed them again. Danny glanced down the bed where Hannah was bobbing on his cock, just as the door opened.

"Janey!"

His assistant stood at the door.

"Coffee and donuts," Janey said, walking over and placing a tray on a table beside the kingsized bed. "I looked in earlier but you were all asleep. Seems you've woken now."

Janey looked down at Hannah, who hadn't interrupted sucking Danny's cock, and then at Danny who sat up a little, and folded his hands behind his head.

"Full day today, Danny," Janey said, "and it's already 8.30. Are you getting up or do you want me to get the show on the road?"

Just at that point Hannah sucked his cock into the back of her throat and as Danny went to speak, he choked, spraying saliva everywhere.

"I might leave you to it," Janey said. "Just join me in studio 1 as soon as you're done."

She turned to leave.

"Cassandra is here already. And Juan. Did you ask him in so early?"

Danny tried to speak but words failed him. He shook his head.

"Well he's in the office and wants to talk to you about Sanna. Are you expecting her today?"

Danny tried to shrug. Try as he might to delay his orgasm, Hannah was working him hard and he could feel the cum rising in his cock. He made an imploring look with his eyes, glancing at Janey and then at the door.

"You want me to leave?"

"Mmmmm," he said trying to convey urgency. Hannah sucked him deeply, pushing him over the edge. Danny felt his cock spasm and kick, and then his seed jetting into her mouth. Through his half closed eyes he saw Janey fold her arms and that look like a disapproving mother. It was a look he'd noticed when she was doing porn for him and he loved her for it. He just let nature take its course and when he was finished emptying his cock down Hannah's throat, he just sat and hoped he looked superior and self-satisfied. That would get up Janey's nose, he thought. But she leaned down and patted Hannah on the back.

"When you've cleaned him up," Janey said, "I might have some paid fucking for you and Erica."

Janey left the room. Hannah looked up and smiled, disengaging from Danny's cock. But he reached down and pushed her mouth back on.

"You heard Janey," he said. "Clean me up."

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Cassandra Mirante got up off the massage table and headed for the shower. It was nice to have reached a position in life and society where she wasn't the one giving happy endings to johns in some seedy massage parlor, but the other way around. The young japanese guy - Ozu was his name - had amazing hands. Cassandra had become addicted to him recently, once a week he came by her house and did his thing. The whole body thing, which first made her relax completely before Ozu then started rubbing in more of the oil to other parts, causing her to slowly tense and build up and then both his hands disappeared between her legs and brought her to undescribable climaxes. That was it, no penetration, no complications, hardly any words spoken. It suited her just nicely, thank you.

It was better than fucking, or at least it was a welcome change from getting banged in front of cameras where you really never knew. Cassandra was on her way out from that business anyhow, she didn't work as much as she used to and had a good deal with Danny at Angel, where she could pick and choose at her leisure. She'd decided to work another year, and by that time she was counting on her other ventures to be so stable she could retire from porn all together.

In a way, she would miss it. Cassandra enjoyed the attention still, the exhibitionistic side of her was still strong. But she was no youngster anymore, at almost 40 it was time to give it up. Getting dressed she answered the text from that UCLA girl, smiling as she did. Giving Sanna that card the other day had just been a reflex, something she did to any young woman she came in contact with. That a well-to-do intellectual like that would have any interest in Cassandra's growing business was implausible, but on the other hand she'd noticed that webcam shows, "amateur" porn and even part-time prostitution had changed the last few years - becoming more and more mainstream and moving upwards socioeconomically. "Girls just wanna have fun" - and make money. And not be ashamed about it.

Cassandra replied that they should meet for lunch. Today. And was pleased to see that Sanna replied almost instantly that yes, that suited fine.

***

"So, good idea or no? You're just as devious as me, Danny. Help me out here..."

Cassandra stood by Danny's office window, turning now to look at him and giving him her most diabolic face. She knew she could make an impression, even on Danny. Big tits and ass, her beautiful brown eyes and long blonde hair and the experience to work it to her advantage. He looked back at her in silence for a moment. She added:

"Juan fucked her yesterday. You heard??"

Cassandra had met Juan in the corridors just before, and he'd spilled the beans. It was great news. If Sanna had been so easily bowled over by the likes of Juan, there was no telling how far she might go. It was a slippery slope and Cassandra was set on pushing her down it. She wanted to see if maybe there was anything Danny could do to help her push... She walked over to his desk placing her hands on the surface, bending over.

"What's your take on her? Porn? Webcamming? Escort? All of the above...?"

 

[ericrodman101]

Danny had been running behind schedule all morning. It was karma, he guessed, for fucking Hannah and Erica. The way Janey was so disapproving amused him, however. It wasn't like they were still an item and they hadn't even had a friends-with-benefits fuck for at least three months. Yet here was cute little Janey huffing and puffing round the office like a women scorned, folding her arms, scowling, answering curtly yes or no, and not looking at him when he spoke, but staring at him if he spoke with anyone else.

He sent Hannah and Erica back to studio 2 where they'd all spent the night. He didn't have anything planned there for today, but if he had a moment and they had the time, he promised to drop in asap and lock the door this time. Danny could already see Janey listening at the locked door, and the sour look on her pretty face. He promised himself to be extra loud. Maybe he could upset Janey enough for her to hate fuck him later.

All this daydreaming just made him run even later. And when he finally stepped into the office corridor, Juan was hovering at the door with Cassandra already seated inside.

"I need to talk to you," Juan said.

Danny thought he looked unusually gloomy. Juan was a serious guy and hardly ever smiled, especially when he was being filmed. He was all grim-faced and concentration. It made him seem the hard Latino which scared the timid girls even more than just his rough fucking style.

"OK Juan, but later. Later." Danny brushed him aside, stepped through the open door and shut it behind him.

"Cassandra," Danny said. She rose and kissed him full on the lips. His favourite MILF. Voluptuous didn't do justice to Cassandra. She was curvaceously full bodied from head to toe, and dressed as flamboyantly as she fucked. Her reverse gangbang with Gabe and the other MILFs from two days ago was first class.

"Janey said you were here. On your day off too."

***

So Juan had fucked Sanna. He'd expected as much. Danny had wanted them both out of his hair when the inspectors called. He wanted the house in the Valley inspected, but by Cassandra's account they'd tried it out as well. Cute, innocent, stuck-up little Sanna bouncing around on the end of Juan's fat cock. Danny wondered if she was sore.

And now Cassandra wanted to know his take. Well, did he have a take? Danny would have happily fucked Sanna the first day she schlepped her tight little college girl ass into Angel Studios. She just had one of those faces, one of those attitudes you wanted to violate. You wanted to hear her cry out in her perfectly modulated, expensively educated voice, to fuck her harder or ask you to insert your cock some place she'd never had a cock inserted before. She had one of those voices which would make the words 'cockslut' and 'cumbucket' and 'fucktoy' sound like classical love poetry.

And Juan had done the deed. Or done it more than once possibly. After all, they'd been out all day together.

"What's my take?"

Cassandra nodded.

"She's a student. Studying women in porn."

Danny noticed Cassandra smiling. Sure, it was a well worn story. But it was usually guys who tried it on to get inside a porn studio and watch, or fuck. So well worn that no one fell for it anymore. At least not from guys.

But Sanna was very convincing. Credible. Or maybe a great actor.

"I'm just an innocent little college girl feminist who wants to talk to lady pornstars about how liberating it feels to be gangbanged by five big black guys," Danny said mocking Sanna's voice. "And who wants gentlemen pornstars to ask me nicely and then fuck me up the ass."

Cassandra laughed out loud.

"Tell me it was up the ass," Danny said. "Juan told you. Tell me."

She shook her head.

"Not the ass. Shit! The fucking little stuck-up prude. Juan's million dollar cock not good enough for Sanna's pristine college girl ass. Saving herself. For what? Maybe you're right. Porn, webcamming, escort, all of the above. Maybe kink porn is her thing. Hog tied and hanging from a frame while dwarves dressed as devils fuck her with dildos in every hole."

Danny let his eyes wander down Cassandra's bejewelled neck to her cleavage, and the display she was making of her fine breasts. They'd never fucked. He couldn't quite work out why. Opportunity, he guessed, or maybe she didn't fancy him. Cassandra had a reputation for being choosy. She could afford to be. And Hannah and Erica were waiting in studio 2....

"Help you out? OK. With what?"

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Cassandra saw Danny's eyes wander... He was a lost cause, she thought. Even though he saw porn everyday and had to do with women like herself all the time, he was always ready to pounce. Cassandra had been around long enough - a lot of men involved in the business did get cynical and even started having trouble sexually because of it. Danny not so. She knew he fucked everyone and knew for sure he had set his sights on the sweet innocent Sanna too. And Cassandra was looking forward to seeing him make that happen.

Danny wasn't for her though. When she had sexual relationships she had always kept them separated from her work, for several reasons. It was easier that way.

"Not totally sure..." She replied. "But I'm gonna get the ball rolling. Today, at lunch. Quid quo pro setup. If she does something for me, I'll give her everything she needs for her fucking project. If she doesn't cooperate, I go to plan B which is... a little coercion, yeah...? I might need your assistance there..."

Danny looked at Cassandra - almost disapprovingly, but she knew he wasn't.

"Don't give me that look. I need a little project, ok? It's fun. Taking that stuck up bitch down, don't you agree?"

It was true, to a certain extent. But there was also financial motivation. Cassandra had a special client ready to pay a lot of money for a girl like Sanna...

 

[ericrodman101]

"Ah Cassandra..." Danny sighed out loud. A woman after my own heart, he thought. Sanna hadn't fooled her. Not like all the stupid guys she fooled. Even me, he thought.

"Maybe you and me...maybe...some time?"

Cassandra shook her head and placed a finger on Danny's lips to hush him.

"But you're a beautiful woman and I'm a horny guy," he said. "Nothing meaningful. Just a no-strings fuck."

She shook her head again, kissed him and turned to leave. Danny watched her step over to the door and place her hand on the knob. He wondered what she really had in mind for Sanna. Some kind of game, an amusement. Was Cassandra like that? He realised he didn't know her well at all, even though he'd seen her naked many times being fucked by guys she'd only just met. Just not by him.

"Whatever you want," he said, stepping up beside her and placing his hand over hers. Danny could see Juan still loitering in the corridor. "And if it's Sanna's ass that needs fucking, just bring her to me," he whispered. "It would be my pleasure to be the first guy who gets his cock up her virgin ass." He stared into Cassandra's eyes. "If that's what you've got in mind," he said. Was that the faintest nod?

Danny opened the door for her. Cassandra stepped outside and blew him a kiss as she strolled down the corridor. Before she was even out of sight, Juan pushed him back into his office. The poor guy looked distressed, like he hadn't slept a wink.

"Boss I gotta talk to you. About Sanna."

 

[SannaBlonde82]

You look all pale, honey! Haha, look - just give it some thought, ok? But as I said, if you agree you won't have to hunt down people at the studio anymore. You'll have everything you need in one go. Promise. Oh yeah, not to mention the money, darling. 100 bucks an hour."

Sanna finished chewing her chicken sallad and looked at Cassandra. Sitting like this with her, talking about what they had been talking about, the porn star across the table was something else. A business woman, and a smart and strong one at that. Sanna felt in awe of her, she had to admit. And she also felt drawn to her, Cassandra seemed trustworthy and honest. And intelligent.

"Yeah well.. it's a big decision. I mean... god.. haha..." Sanna shook her head in disbelief that she was even contemplating Cassandra's proposal. She'd heard of camshows, and she'd even heard of a girlfriend's girlfriend who did it. And that the money could be good, just as Cassandra told her. But it was insane, still.

Cassandra wanted her to do a series of webcam shows, it would mean spending time in a basement downtown three nights a week for a month, an hour a go. So twelve hours. Breaking it down, not even two full work days. 100 bucks an hour could well be more if she was willing to get more ‘daring’. Sanna calculated that 1200 bucks was enough to cover a months rent. But she could hardly see herself carrying on such work, so perhaps better to just do a month and do more stuff and make as much as possible? No what the hell am I thinking?? I can’t do this!!

They discussed it openly for a while, Cassandra doing a good job of encouraging Sanna - reassuring her that Cassandra would help her and be there for her and that she could stop at any time. Why not just give it a try? Once? See what it’s like?

They left it at that and Sanna said she’d let Cassandra know the next day.

Cassandra was pleased, she was pretty sure she had Sanna where she wanted her. She was counting on Sanna making at least 500 bucks an hour seeing as she could put her up on her website directly, reaching a big audience, and that pretty soon she would be doing more hours. And then the step to other stuff involving even more money was just round the corner..

 

[ericrodman101]

In the end it was a shit day. Danny never made it back to studio 2 where he'd sent Hannah and Erica to wait for him. They came back up to the office after about 20 minutes. He watched them through the smoked glass window, hovering outside while he talked to Juan. He interrupted, stuck his head through the door and told them come back tomorrow when he might have some work, if that's what they wanted. Hannah nodded and Erica looked stoney-faced.

As for Juan, what a load of crap. He talked about Sanna like some lovelorn teenager and not Blue magazine's last runner-up for cock of the month. He'd got it into his head that Sanna was somehow at risk by spending so much time at Angel Studios, which wasn't the craziest thing Danny had heard, at least since Cassandra's proposition, but he was keeping that much quiet. Danny was telling Janey about it later.

"He's fallen in lurv," Janey said, busying herself with paperwork and trying hard not to look Danny in the eye.

"Still sore at me?"

She bumped into him deliberately.

"Not at all, shit-for-brains. You're the best boss I've had all day."

Danny sat back in his chair and watched Janey's cute ass wriggling in her tight skirt as she bent over to pick something up from the floor.

"Love is great," Danny said. "And where better to find it than a porn production house. There's plenty of love to go round here."

Janey stood and put her hands on her hips.

"You really are a fuckwit, Danny Wilde. I mean, for a guy I once fancied as a life partner, you have all the romantic allure of a used rubber."

"Life partner? That's sounds nice. But since when? You never said."

"Juan is in love," Janey said, ignoring his new line. "I think that's great. Sanna's not right for him, that's for sure. But now he's fallen in love, next time he might find someone suitable."

Janey put the papers she'd gathered, under her arm and moved to the door.

"Why not right for him?"

Danny saw the condescending look on her face.

"Seriously, why not?"

Janey laughed. "Umm, how about she's doing a college research thesis and Juan couldn't write his name in the snow even if you held his cock and spelled it out."

Danny couldn't help smiling at her turn of phrase. "Maybe opposites attract."

"Like you and me, you mean?"

"And that means what exactly?"

Janey stepped back up to the desk and leaned across at Danny, letting her breasts fall forward so he could peer deep into her cleavage.

"Well, you're a sick, perverted fuck and....."

He reached out for her blouse, grabbed it and pulled her forward. Danny half expected her to slap him or push him over, but against the run of play she let him kiss her, a long lingering kiss.

"I've missed you," he said when they were done.

"Not sure I've missed you," she said, "but hey, how else do I pay the bills?"

It was all going so much better than Danny expected. Time to go all out.

"I don't suppose a hate fuck is in order?"

Janey stepped back, tried to look shocked, then wagged a finger at him, laughing.

"I was hoping to keep a straight face," she said. "I bet you've been thinking that all day."

He stood. "You win," he said. "And first prize is a hate fuck, available for one night only."

Danny stood, put his arm round Janey and steered her through the door, turning off the light as they went.

 

[SannaBlonde82]

After lunch with Cassandra, Sanna didn't feel like going to the studio. One reason for that was that she'd been promised enough info to enable her to get her thesis done without further interviews or observations - if she agreed to Cassandra's deal...

So she went home and went online, and started to do some googling about webcam shows, being the academic researcher that she was, or was striving towards becoming.

There seemed to be a lot of girls who did their own thing from home. And that's how her friend's friend did it. But Sanna couldn't do it from home, and even if she could, doing it out of your home meant you had to organize things yourself - everything from technical stuff to having your own toys and clothes and so on. Cassandra would fix everything for her, all she had to do was show up, do a show in front of a webcam and go home. And there was more money (and quicker) involved in Cassandra's setup.

My god... am I actually going to do this..??

What had seemed totally absurd to even contemplate, was now becoming a possibility in Sanna's mind. There was the money yes (and considering her father's threat she was going to have to find some kind of income, and she wanted to), but also a curiosity about the whole thing - maybe part of her thesis was actually participating? She'd read about that kind of methodology; self-experimentation, participatory action research etc. Well honestly, maybe she'd already started that course of action by having sex with a pornstar... Oh damn, Juan... Sanna hadn't given him the slightest thought today. He'd been so sweet to her, to be honest. And jesus christ how he had made her cum.. and that big cock in her mouth... oh...

The thought of Juan, and maybe even what she'd witnessed at the studio, seemed to propel her into forward motion and she didn't even wait for the next day to reply Cassandra:

"I'll do it". Sanna pressed send, a wave of excitement rolling through her. She felt so naughty. So bad. They weren't feelings she'd ever affirmed, it wasn't her. So why was she feeling it now?

That evening, she fucked Tom. They hadn't had intercourse in a long time, and with the arguments about her thesis project and him snitching to her dad, there hadn't been much reason for sex either. They weren't the kind of couple who had sex no matter what, or ever resolved issues with a good hatefuck or anything.

Yes. Sanna fucked Tom, not the other way round. It left the poor boy in a state of shock and he couldn't handle it at all, shooting his load right up inside her as she rode him hard. Sanna had never done anything like it, and she had no patience with taking it easy on him even though she knew full well he would cum fast. Afterwards, she realized that she'd probably done it on purpose - llike she was trying to show her power over the whole situation. Even emasculate him, maybe?

It didn't relieve the sexual tension inside her though and she made Tom eat her even though he wasn't really in the mood after being "powerfucked". But that didn't help much either. Sanna needed more. Fuck... how was that possible?

"What's up, baby? You seem... weird..." Tom scratched her turned back, and whispered in her ear.

"Nothing... I'm fine..."

 

[ericrodman101]

Danny spent the next week happy to be reunited with Janey, but worried about how quiet things were at Angel Studios. Sure he was only looking after it while his friend avoided the tax man in Mexico, but if he wanted a future producing porn he needed to make a go of this opportunity

The new business of renting the studio after hours for bucks nights and private sessions wasn't attracting much interest. And while the usual bookings continued, there were no new contacts. Gabe took a few days off and Cassandra told him she was attending to her other business interests. 'Webcamming and hookers,' Janey said. 'Positioning herself for when her looks didn't get her so much screen time.'

Juan just hung about the studio looking forlorn. Danny pretty much forgot about Sanna unless Juan mentioned her. Was she coming back to the studio, Danny asked, but Juan didn't know. Juan and Stacey and a new guy Janey called in did a bondage thing one day. 'Tight spot for Stacey' Danny titled it. Juan just went through the motions. He was still good at fucking on film, athletic and long-lasting, but not the usual extra power, Danny thought.

The new guy, Eric, was great. 'Straight for pay,' Janey said. He gave Stacey a real seeing to with the anal penetration toys. He asked Danny later if he had anything else for him, bi maybe, or gay. Eric showed Danny his personal website. It was nearly all gay fucking and not to Danny's taste, a lot of fucking at the beach or the pool, speedo stuff, hot muscular guys for sure, but all cock, Danny thought. Janey, on the other hand, loved it and told Danny he should think about gay and bi porn. That was a lot of market share he was missing out on. 'What the fuck is it with straight girls and gay porn,' Danny thought, but he didn't ask.

"Is Sanna coming back?" Danny asked Janey as they sat in his office drinking coffee and waiting for the phone to ring.

"No idea," she said. "Do you miss her?"

He hesitated, just for a moment.

"You do, you sick fuck. You miss hot preppy little Sanna."

"Maybe," he said. "Like I miss that annoying little voice in my head that says be a better man. I really thought we might have got her to fuck on film. I mean, she seemed such a hot little tease, as if she would just undress at any moment and jump the nearest cock. And there was the Juan fuck of course."

He sipped his coffee.

"And speaking of Juan, I think it's time we had that talk."

Janey raised her eyebrows.

"You know," Danny said, "the one where I say put some fucking energy into it or take a hike."

"He took the JEEP," Janey said. "I don't know where, but he said he asked you first."

"I don't remember that," Danny said. "Do you know where?"

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Cassandra grinned at Sanna's quick response, it was going better than she'd hoped.
"Fantastic! Ok so send me a selfie. Something for the website. First time monday evening. I'll send you directions"

Sending the text, she wondered how daring Sanna would be with the pic.she wanted her to come across as the naive and unwitting amateur that she was. It was the kind of webcam girl that was very popular. No one wanted a pro, even if they were pros.

It didn't take long for the selfie to arrive. Cassandra looked at it. It was ok, it would do. Sanna had put the phone in front of her face, and wasn't showing much, but probably enough for now to attract some interest. The ring on her left hand signalling her engagement to Tom was nice though. That would be hot with the clients!

***

The deal had been 3 hours the first week, to test the waters. Already on the first evening, the deal broke. Sanna spent 2 hours in the fake bedroom, completely naked, spreading her legs and reaching orgasm for the viewers who had paid extra to see the last part of the show.

Afterwards, she couldn't understand how it could have gone so far so fast. Her first impression, sitting there in white panties and little pink top (that Cassandra had given her upon arrival) had been sceptical and very nervous. Sitting with crossed legs on the big bed, Cassandra had shown her the ropes - all the technical stuff she needed to know and some guidelines on how to treat the clients, how to entice them and tease them. And how far to go. And then she'd left, leaving Sanna to fend for herself.

"Show me those tits, baby.. come on slut, get naked... your're fucking amazing... yeah that's it, show us that ass... oh my god you're perfect... twerk for us! you married, bitch? fuck your pussy, do you do anal? can you deepthroat?"

The comments, the questions, the dirty words - for the first half hour it made Sanna panic, what the hell was she supposed to do and what the fuck was she even doing here?? But the panic receded and gave way to something else. Maybe it was the money, maybe it was Cassandras promises about helping her out - but maybe it was also some warped arousal from it all. The tempation of debauchery. It was probably all these things that moved her forward to the point where she took off her top, pulled down her panties and masturbated for the anonymous men, her hands moving over her wet pussy faster and faster, exaggerating her moans and sighs at first for her audience but soon feeling it truly.

She lied to Tom as you should lie - keeping as close to the truth as possible. Her story was that she was helping some of the "poor girls" out with their financial issues and that it paid well and it was money that she couldn't afford to turn down. Tom bought it and even supported it.

***

So, a week later Sanna had put in not the three hours that was the deal but six hours. Even Cassandra was suprised by it, but pleased of course. Now she could press on.

- So... you promised to help me out with my thesis..? How do we do that? Do I get to interview your or what?
- Ah yeah, we'll get to that soon, darling. Don't worry your pretty little head. I have you sorted. Now... to other matters. I was hoping you might be ready to introduce a... cock to your shows? Thoughts?

 

[ericrodman101]

Juan sat in the Jeep outside Sanna's apartment. He'd followed her home once before and just sat outside all night wondering which window was actually hers.

It was only a small block - 8 or 10 apartments - but so far the lights going on and off, and the faces at the windows gave him no clues. Maybe Sanna's was at the back and not facing the street.

It was a nice street. A bit upmarket. Not like the rows of rundown houses where Juan lived with his mother.

One time he'd waited all night, fallen asleep, and missed Sanna coming out in the morning. Shit! No wonder Danny was complaining about how tired he looked and not being able to fuck properly on set.

Juan watched the other people coming and going through the front door as well. Which one was Tom? The guys he'd seen were all about the right age. And all well dressed, young corporate types. If he was going to find Tom and take him out of the picture, it wasn't going to be as simple as Juan thought.

Scaring Tom off would be easy enough once Juan knew who he was. He'd worked in enforcement before porn. The pussy would probably just pack his things and run for it. He wished he'd asked Sanna to show him a picture, or gone through her pocket book. Shit! Fuck! Why didn't he ever think through these things before he got started.

The Jeep was a nice vehicle, better than anything Juan ever owned, but not made for sitting up all night. He put the seat back almost flat, so he could get his cock out and stroke himself thinking of Sanna. A couple of times he'd been spied by people walking past but he couldn't give a shit about it. Or about the sticky patches he was making on the upholstery.

Juan parked outside before dawn this morning. It was almost 9.30 and still no Sanna. The guy he hoped was Tom had left. Wimpy little office guy, tight tailored business clothes, and one of those girly shaped haircuts, all short on the sides and long and oiled on top. Lots of hair to hold onto if it got rough and Juan needed to slam his head into something. Tom was probably bisexual, Juan thought, banging his male intern in the stock room at work and Sanna at night. Well, when Juan was finished with him it would be the intern doing the banging and Tom just lying there whimpering.

Juan had his cock out now, long and hard in his palm, thinking of Sanna and her cute little mouth on the end of his cock, looking up at him, nodding, smiling round his fat tool, encouraging him to flood her with cum. He could feel how ready he was to shoot when a car pulled up opposite.

Juan interrupted himself painfully and shifted down in the seat, his face in the shadows, as Cassandra and Osvaldo got out, and walked up to the front door.

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Cassandra, Osvaldo and Sanna left Sannas apartment and got into Osvaldos car to go to the office space in a basement that Cassandra rented for her business. Sanna hadn't needed much convincing that sucking a cock online was a good move right now. When Cassandra turned up at her door to pick her up with Osvaldo standing behind her grinning, Sanna was embarrassed.

"Oh god, Cass.. haha! So what... him??"

Sanna nodded her head at the mexican in her doorway. It was rude of her to speak of Osvaldo in third person like he wasn't there. And she realized it.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

Cassandra interrupted her.
"Oh stop. Osvaldo doesn't care. Anyway, he's just a cock. Aren't you, honey?"

Osvaldo nodded, not looking at Cassandra but his eyes firmly fixed on Sanna.

"Now, get a move on, darling. I'm in a hurry!"

Sanna got her handbag and they left, getting into Osvaldo's car and driving off. Sanna had a moment of regret - what the hell was she doing?? Going to a basement to suck dick in front of hundreds of men? Maybe more? Cassandra had announced the "event" on her website, using pics of Sanna from her latest camshow, Sannas tits and ass and pussy exposed for anyone to see. If anyone who knew Sanna happened to stumble across the website they would immediately recognise her. And not just that: Clips from a couple of her shows were online now, spreading like wildfire as these things do. You just had to punch in BRUNETTE WEBCAM MASTURBATING in the search field at pornhub and there she would be.

Sanna knew about Cassandras website and that she was exposed on it. That clips from her shows with her fingers spreading her pussy and rubbing herself to an orgasm were on such huge websites like pornhub she was thus far unaware of.

Maybe if she'd known she wouldn't be on her way to letting Osvaldo use her mouth as a pussy. Maybe she would have had a moment of clarity in the midst of the crazy shit she'd got herself caught up in, and stopped.

But she didn't know. And she didn't stop.

She was also pleased, because in exchange for this Cassandra had finally delivered on the deal and promised Sanna that tomorrow they would sit down for an interview. Finally. And with that interview done, Sanna would almost have all she needed to complete her thesis.

 

[ericrodman101]

A short time later, Cassandra and Osvaldo returned, and this time with Sanna. Juan wasn't expecting to see them back so soon. He still had his cock out and was close to cumming. He had to slide down low in the seat to avoid being seen and then manipulate his cock round the steering wheel. There is nothing harder than interrupting an orgasm when you're so close, he thought, as he watched the three drive away.

Juan came in his hands, copiously, spurting his milky discharge everywhere, onto the wheel, onto his pants, onto the seat. He was a sticky mess, but he didn't want to lose them. With his cock still out and his pants unzipped, Juan started the Jeep and drove off, trying to grip the wheel however sticky it was.

..............................

Osvaldo was happy to let Cassandra drive. He was one of those guys who was happy for anyone to do anything for him, pretty much. Life was just a breeze. Eat, drink, sleep, fuck. It was all pretty simple.

Osvaldo looked up to Juan as his best friend back in Toluca who'd moved to California and was now big in porn. When he'd first seen Juan on the web he couldn't believe it. He knew Juan had a big cock and always got the girls back home, but that was OK because Osvaldo got to fuck their sisters and friends - and sometimes their mothers - or got sloppy seconds after Juan had done all the work of seduction.

So he emailed Juan and told him he'd seen him perform. Next thing Osvaldo was responding to Juan's invitation to join him, queuing at Tijuana. He'd already picked his pornstar wardrobe and made eyes at the female border guard, standing there in his tight low slung jeans and unbuttoned shirt, letting her see how fit and tanned he was, winking at her as she checked his case. If only she'd asked him to step into a private room for a body search or even a full strip search. He was hard just thinking about it, but she didn't it. Must be a lesbian, he thought.

And then first day with Juan, sleeping on his floor, he went to Angel Studios and fuck that American girl. He couldn't remember her name, only that she didn't like the way he fucked her and cried a lot. But Danny, the guy in charge, told him afterwards he was great and there'd be plenty of film work. It just hadn't come to much yet.

Which is why he was over the moon when Cassandra said she had work for him. She didn't say what, but here he was, in the car with Cassandra and Sanna, and they were talking about fucking on webcam, if he understood what they were saying properly. Juan hadn't come home last night which meant Osvaldo didn't have to hear his friend talking all the time about how he loved Sanna. But where was Juan? And what was Sanna doing here?

Cassandra said something to him about being a cock. Osvaldo nodded. Sanna was looking at him funny. He'd tried not to get to know her too well, what with her being Juan's girl. But she was hot and dressed like a slut this morning. He stared at her and liked how she stared back, as Cassandra drove on.

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Sanna got set up and Cassandra stood with her arms crossed smiling as she watched her "prospect" get naked in front of her laptop, sitting now with her legs folded under her on the pink bedspread, looking at the screen as anonymous men started gathering, a counter indicating the amount of viewers. Sanna's shy smiles and still slightly insecure demeanor and even blushing in front of her online audience made Cassandra both excited at the progress but also angry. It was weird. It was almost like she was envious of this college girl's inexperience and naive attitude and it made her want to break the girl. Hard. Just for the pleasure of seeing her lose control, slide down into debauchery...

Osvaldo was still on the sidelines, a few feet from the bed and now undressing. They would wait a while longer, the "main event" was due to start i five minutes and Sanna was telling her growing audience what to expect and showing off her titties and even spreading her legs now for them.

"Ok. Time. Osvaldo, get over there..." Cassandra mouthed the instruction in a whisper and a naked Osvaldo got up onto the bed on his knees, his semi-erect cock in one hand, closing in.

 

[ericrodman101]

Osvaldo didn't quite understand what was happening. Cassandra was a star at the studio. He loved older women and watched her fuck at home on the laptop. Sanna was doing some research, Juan said, like a professor. And anyway, she was Juan's girl. Sort of. Juan said he'd fucked her, but Osvaldo didn't really believe him. Sanna was class.

So when Cassandra said she had work for him, Osvaldo was pleased. Danny hadn't asked him again, not after he made the girl cry. Was that a problem? Back home in Toluca when he made a girl cry and his mother found out, she would clip his ear. But here in America, he saw girls crying on the bus, in the store, everywhere. And they say Latinos are emotional.

So Cassandra drove him to Sanna's. She looked hot, still classy but sort of like a classy whore. Maybe she was trying to impress Juan. And then they drove on. Cassandra kept calling him the cock. Osvaldo liked that. Cassandra talking dirty made him hard. Like a lot of things. Osvaldo felt hard and unsatisfied a lot of the time. If Cassandra didn't ask him to fuck her today, he was just gonna do it.

Cassandra drove into a carpark under a building. They got out and went through a door and down a hallway. At the end, she opened another door into a room with just a bed and a laptop, but very brightly lit. He could tell what it was. A porn studio for sure. But what was the plan? He and Cassandra fuck while Sanna took notes or something? That was pretty weird shit.

And then it got weirder. Sanna undressed and sat in front of the laptop, pulling the bedspread over her legs. Cassandra started getting a little heated, telling Sanna not to be so childish or something, then telling him, Osvaldo, to take off his pants. Now they would fuck. 'Just the pants?" he asked, but Cassandra was too busy adjusting the way Sanna sat, taking the bedspread away and Sanna grabbing it back.

So Osvaldo got undressed, shirt as well as pants, and just stood there waiting for Cassandra to lie down for him or Sanna to get dressed and take notes. Then Cassandra told him to stroke himself until he was hard. Sure thing, he thought, all going according to plan except for Sanna getting between us, and no foreplay. And then Cassandra grabbed the bedspread and threw it across the room, swore at Sanna who looked like she wanted to cry. But instead, Sanna spread her legs wide and started talking dirty at the laptop, fingering her tits and then her pussy, really dirty. It made Osvaldo hard.

Finally Cassandra looked it him and in a whisper told him to get on the bed and kneel. Sure...but Cassandra backed away and it was just Sanna and Osvaldo on the bed, and his cock really hard now, and Sanna talking dirty and putting her fingers deep inside her pussy, and then turning to him and saying 'I want to suck your cock.'

"Now?"

Sanna nodded. "For the camera."

Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Osvaldo slid himself up to where Sanna sat naked, spreadeagled, fingering herself. He looked at Cassandra who just nodded, and mouthed 'for the camera'.

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Sanna wasn't exactly sure what to do next. It's not like she was in the habit of sucking dick in front of a camera, in front of hundreds of strangers online, and it wasn't even her boyfriend's dick. Oh no, it surely was not.

Fuck. What the hell am I doing??? Maybe once she should have listened to that little voice - a desperate little angel on her shoulder. It had been calling her a lot the last few weeks. Trying to get Sanna's attention to the consequences of the path she had chosen. Sanna could hear her, the good girl - it's just that she wasn't listening.

No, the bad girl was staring at the cock. Osvaldo's cock. Osvaldo was standing on his knees on the bed, his left hand stroking the shaft and his right hand resting on his hip. Waiting for her. Sanna looked up at him, and then down. Osvaldo had a good body. Strong. Naturally strong, she thought. There was power in his limbs, and... yes... in his big, hard and veiny penis. God.. yes....

In the corner of her eye she could see Cassandra, motioning to her and if she understood correctly she wanted Sanna to stand on her hands and knees, the webcam would catch Sanna and Osvaldo from the side.

Sanna glanced at the screen as she got into position, seeing her naked body like that aroused her - there were no two ways about it anymore. And she felt so dirty and naughty as she arched her back and pushed her ass up and read the filthy comments from her viewers.

Sanna turned her head towards Osvaldo again, the tip of his thick cock just inches away from her mouth...

 

[ericrodman101]

Osvaldo finally worked out what was going on. He was supposed to fuck Sanna. Why? Who cares, he thought. If she wants to fuck, we fuck. Did Juan know what his beautiful innocent Sanna got up to in her spare time?

He was hard as Cassandra instructed, and kneeling on the bed. It wasn't the best surface to kneel on, and the way Sanna was taking forever to get started meant he was stroking himself almost continuously. Osvaldo just hoped that's what the guys at home wanted to see, his cock pointing at Sanna's face like a signpost: 'Face fucking, cumming soon'.

All the while Sanna was fingering her pussy she seemed to be looking at the screen and not at his cock. He wanted to speak, but Cassandra shushed him with a finger over her mouth. He made a face back at Cassandra, shrugging as if to say 'what's taking her so long?' She smiled, and Osvaldo felt a little harder just knowing the older woman was seeing him like that. He blew her a kiss and she smiled. God he so wanted to fuck Cassandra. Maybe later.

To his left Osvaldo could see lines of text start rolling up from the bottom of the screen. He'd seen something like this before, back home in Toluca. The girl sat naked in front of the camera and the guys at home typed in their instructions. He couldn't read it from where he was kneeling, but he bet they were saying 'hurry the fuck up and get your mouth round that cock'.

He was up real close now, just an inch or two from her face. And the stupid bitch still hadn't opened her mouth. Was he supposed to take her roughly or something? Then Cassandra spoke, very softly so that he barely heard it. "Open your mouth, honey."

 

[SannaBlonde82]

Open your mouth, honey...

Cassandra was pretty sure that if she hadn't been present, Sanna would have aborted the whole operation at this point. She knew full well from her own experience that a young inexperienced girl in this situation needed the presence and comfort of a another female - someone to guide her and help her. Had it been only Osvaldo and the pervs on the other side of the laptop, Sanna would never manage to go through with it.

So now she obeyed, opening her mouth and letting the first 3 inches of Osvaldo's erection into her mouth. It was a good start, she even had her eyes open and looking up at Osvaldo in an obvious display of submission to him. Sanna certainly had some natural talent for the work, Cassandra thought to herself as Osvaldo loosened the hairpins from Sanna's long brown hair.

Cassandra looked at Sanna's beautiful body, the natural curves and that fantastic ass sticking up in the air as she continued to arch her back. The plan was to just do the blowjob but now Cass was finding it hard to resist having Osvaldo bang that ass hard. Hm...

 

[ericrodman101]

Sanna took Osvaldo in her mouth, as Cassandra commanded. He was a little surprised at how quickly she engulfed him, now that she had overcome her reticence. In his viewing experience there were two types of webcammers. There were the ones who licked and teased and kissed, but kept the viewers waiting for anything serious to happen while their money ticked up on the meter. And then there were the ones who just got stuck in, or were stuck in to, pretty much being raped, enduring rapid and complete degradation live on the web.

Sanna somehow fell in between, taking three inches of his cock straight down as if she were going to encourage him to deep throat her - type number two - but then got stuck, not knowing how to proceed. He looked to Cassandra for advice or encouragement, but she seemed preoccupied with how Sanna looked nearly naked on the bed, eyeing her ass and the curve of her back. He wished he could read the onscreen instructions, but he expected they would be just a chain of obscene requests, telling Sanna to suck or be fucked hard, while they jerked off, tugging themselves to as economic an orgasm as they could.

Sanna was getting it half right, as far as he could see. She gazed at him, all sad-eyed and submissive. What he really wanted to do was take it as slow as he could, build up to a good long deep mouth fuck, maybe even a proper deep throat, take fifteen, twenty minutes, even longer until he might even have her on her back, with his cock raising a lump in her throat with each close-up thrust, assuming the punters were still dry-cocked at home. Osvaldo aimed to enjoy himself too.