Amateur Glamour Model

Ian positioned me in the corner of the table, as if my hole was the pocket that the balls would go into. Ian unclipped my bra, and slyly felt my tits. I did some poses kneeling, pretending to `suck' the cue, and then I rubbed the `fat' end against my pussy, spreading my legs, eventually sliding 4 or 5 inches inside. This was too much for Tullio, who, had already stripped off, climbed up, to join me. I lay on my back, sliding the cue in and out, as he proudly showed me his cock; it was about six inches long, and quite thick. He placed it in my mouth; it tasted sweaty, which was wonderful. Lying on my side I started to suck him like crazy, continuing to fuck myself with the cue. After a couple of minutes, of my blow-job, and him fondling my enormous tits, his body tensed up, and hot come splashed into my mouth and down my throat. As he pulled out, some seed dripped down my chin, onto my tits.
As I scooped it up, with my finger, to put in my mouth, I was aware of Ian pulling the cue out of my cunt, then replacing it, with his face. When his tongue lapped against my clit, I went into spasms, as my orgasm tore through my body.
Ian raised his head, his mouth and chin, covered in my love juice, he was pulling his trousers down, when he said, "It might not be as big as that dildo, but it is real!" "Quick, put it in!" I shouted, still swallowing Tullio's spunk. He did as he was told. Burying his face in my breasts, he rammed into me, like a schoolboy. In under a minute, I felt the hot wave, enter my womb, he was shaking as lay on top of me.
As we climbed off the table, Ian thanked me, for letting him fuck me! I kissed him, on the cheek. Looking at Tullio, I said, "I hope that you're not finished? I'm just getting started!" then went into my dressing room. I caught my reflection, in the mirror; I had spunk on my chin and cheek.
Four weeks ago, I was a housewife, working in a shop, now I had been semi-naked in front of a group of 12 men, masturbated for two others, sucking one and letting the other fuck me. I grinned at the thought.
When I opened the door, just wearing my black stockings and suspenders, with a pair of high heals; Sandro was standing next to Tullio. They were both, only wearing boxer shorts, but as short and fat as Tullio was, Sandro was six feet tall, with rippling olive coloured muscles, and was completely hairless.
The elder man laughed, "I hope you don't mind, but Ian is a `one shot' man, and well, we know that you like my nephew, so..."
His nephew!
We went back into the bedroom, I lay on the bed, quickly joined by Tullio, who immediately began suckling my tits, and stroking me between the legs. Ian was taking photos, of `the action', as he called it.
I looked at Sandro, "Aren't you going to join us?" He grinned, and slipped off his shorts, releasing the biggest cock that I had ever seen, it was huge, nearly as big as the black dildo! My eyes were on stalks, as Ian told him to kneel beside my head. Up close it looked fantastic. I took hold and kissed the purple tip, he let out a sigh, then ran his fingers through my hair. I could only get four or five inches in, but worked up a head of steam, sucking and licking, as if my life depended on it. When I saw the photos, later, I was so wet, Tullio actually, had his whole hand inside my fanny!
After five, or six minutes, Ian asked, them to change positions, Tullio was `rock hard' again, as he pushed it into my mouth, I could still taste his dry spunk, from my earlier blow job. With my knees raised to my stomach, and my legs wide apart, I thought that I would be prepared for Sandro, but when the tip, entered my hole, I began to panic, it felt massive. I tried to take the cock from my mouth, to tell him to stop, but Tullio was too excited, and was holding my head in place, as his hips pushed his own cock down into my throat.
I was struggling to get free, when the `monster' entered me, in one long push. Ian was now standing next to us, with the camcorder, urging him on, "Go on, fuck her! The bitch loves it! She can take it! She can take it all! Tullio, I've never seen anyone take the whole fucking thing! Fucking Hell! Tullio, she can take it all!"
As Sandro was sliding in, with ease now, my panic subsided. I was now enjoying myself. Every thrust felt like it would split my fanny and womb in two. This was awesome; sucking Tullio's fat cock, having my sweaty tits roughly mauled, as a handsome young stud, with a huge cock was fucking me.
"Spunk on her face! I want to see her swallow your spunk!" Ian was shouting excitedly, as he captured every moment on videotape, "Grab her tits, shake them!" he continued. Tullio, eased out of my mouth, and started wanking, in front of me. Sandro, suddenly, increased the speed of his fucking, taking my breath away. Suddenly, taking my breath away, he whipped his monster cock out.
I was gasping for breath, as I felt the cool air enter the hole that was once my tight vagina. Sandro moved forward. Squatting over my tits, he joined his uncle, tugging on their sticky weapons of mass destruction. Within a minute, the first of their spunk shot out of Tullio's knob, hitting me on the cheek, "Open your mouth, I want to see it on your tongue, go on Sandro, make her drink it!" I obliged, opening my mouth, as wide as possible. Tullio fired even more goo, at me, which went straight in, seconds later Sandro erupted, emptying even more hot, sticky spunk into my mouth. It was like a game, as I moved my head, trying to catch every last drop, from each man's cock. I managed to get most of it, but some landed in my hair and on my face.
Together, Sandro and Tullio placed their cocks, against my lips, for me to lick the last drops, off. Holding their, softening cocks, I pulled both knobs into my mouth, and flicked my tongue over the tips. As they moved away from the bed, Ian said, "Open your mouth, again, squeeze your tits," and pointed the camera, at my spunk filled mouth, "Now swallow it." Keeping my mouth open, for the camera, I did. It was still hot and lumpy, and the taste was divine.
As, the men moved away from the bed, my hand slipped between my legs. My cunt was still swollen, wet and throbbing. Closing my eyes, I began rubbing my clit, with two fingers, Ian quickly positioned himself, at the bottom of the bed with the camera, filming the final moments of this fantastic afternoon.
When I had orgasmed, with an almighty scream, Tullio kissed me, on the lips, flicking his tongue inside, tasting their juice. " If you would like, we will leave you, for a few moments."
I lay on the bed, reliving the last couple, of hours, playing with myself, another twice.
When I re-entered the studio, the men had already dressed.
"For you," Tullio said, as he handed me a large glass of wine. "Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked. Still only wearing my stockings and shoes I nodded, "Yes, it was a dream come true," I said, grinning; revelling in the effect that my nakedness was still having on them, Sandro was adjusting his hard-on.
Tullio, looked at his watch, "I am sorry, my dear, much as I would like to continue, I must get back to the restaurant." He kissed me on the cheeks, "but, Sandro will drive you home, and can `stay for a coffee, if you would like!"
Sandro drove me home, kissing me on the cheek as I left the car.
As he drove away, I turned to see Sam smiling at me from the living room window.
I was hardly through the door, when I was pulling his jeans down, and pulled his hard cock out of his shorts. Kneeling, in my hallway, I took him in my mouth and sucked him until he was ready to come. Leading him by the cock, we went into the living room, where we fucked and sucked for another hour, with me telling him of every intimate detail of what I had just done with three men.
Tullio rang me, later that night, to invite me back, the following Friday, as many of his members had requested my 'services'.
After discussing how much I had enjoyed our 'Saturday session', we agreed for me to alternate, Friday night glamour, one week, and Saturday `hardcore' the next.
On the Monday, Ian visited the newsagent and handed me a package, "Open it when you get home, Victoria," he smiled.
Then as he paid for his magazine, he whispered, "We have some more friends, that would pay, a lot of money, to be present, next Saturday. Will you think about it, please?" I raised my eyebrows and smiled, "You never know!"
That night, after tea, with my husband, we opened the package; it was the collection of photos and video, from the previous Saturday. As Sam poured me a large G & T, I was shocked, but so very turned on at the range of things that I had done.
We spent the next two hours, and most of the following week, masturbating, sucking, fucking and even Sam watching me fucking myself, with a dildo, as we watched the first of my `porno tapes'.