Tales of an Amateur Pornographer PART 2

Chapter Two
"When Kinky Met Perverse"
This series is fiction. 

To recap if you haven’t read chapter one. I was a independent filmmaker, with the dreams of becoming the next great writer director, when I gave it all up to run my own private porn company. I placed little ads in my local paper explaining that if you wanted to have your own private porno made, just like the pros, they were to contact me only through e-mail. 

So it had been a day and a bit since I got my second e-mail to my ad. A guy by the name of Mark, wanted me to film him and his new wife’s honeymoon romp. I explained that wasn’t a problem, we negotiated a price and sure enough the next day I was all packed up and on my way. Only he had asked me to meet him at the dirtiest fucking shit-hole bar in the city. I think a cat’s ass is healthier than this stink fuck place and its lame whore fuck bags that occupy it. Got the picture!

As I strolled in with my camera, I felt the eyes on me. Maybe they were blinded by my devilish good looks. No, they wanted to jack my camera, which could buy enough smack on the street to keep a determined junkie happy for a week. 

I heard a voice call my name and behind me was Mark. We shook hands and sat at the table. He ordered us a couple of beers and began laying out the ground rules. 

"Rule one, you never open your mouth around my wife!" He said sternly. I agreed and asked him why we were meeting in a bar. After all I thought this was his honeymoon. He smiled and explained that it was all going to be all clear in a moment. Standing he told me to follow him to the restroom. 

As we entered he told me to get my camera out which I did. Then it happened. One by one, every rudy-poop in the shit hole began lining up in front of me with their dicks hanging out. For a moment I was getting a little worried. Then Mark placed a glass measuring cup down on the counter. 

"Film them jerking and cumming!" He ordered as one by one each guy took a shot at filling up the glass. And we’re not talking the prettiest bunch of dudes either. Guys with serious drug issues, STD’s, and god knows what. One guy had scabs on his cock, another shot a thick green load into the cup. It was sick, but Mark loved it. He paid each guy five bucks (a beer) for their deposit. When each guy had finished we had filled the cup up past, one cup and two thirds. That’s a lot of cum and a lot of stink. And yes I said we. I needed a beer to after witnessing the whole deal. 

Mark took the jar and told me to come over to his house the following day around seven-thirty. Sure enough the next day there I was. A limbo was outside Mark’s house with just married stuck to it. I knocked and Mark answered the door with his finger to his lips telling me to be quiet. He was dressed in a tux as we both crept through his house to his bedroom. 

As we entered his bedroom there was his beautiful teen-queen wife. Dressed in a beautiful white gown lying on the bed. Her blonde hair was still all up and the word blushing came to mind. But there was one more thing… she was blindfolded. Unable to see and hear me from the music that was playing softly in the background. Mark nodded to me as I began recording.

"You ready baby?" He asked quietly.
"Yes my husband." She whispered back. 
Mark opened the closet and out walked one of the junkies from the bar. Track marks and everything. The guy pulled her dress down, revealing a sexy lingerie ensemble consisting of a white corset, garters, and nylons. He fingered her pussy as she wiggled and moaned at the feeling. We could hear her lips puckering as the junkie fingered her good and hard. Mark grabbed the glass and began pouring just a little bit of the milky seed onto her pussy. The junkie was keeping her pussy open with his dirty fingers, allowing for the cum to slither in to her. 

She asked to take off the mask but Mark explained how hot it was that she couldn’t see him. The junkie started to slide his dick inside her. The bride moaned loud in pleasure. Mark began jerking off as he watched his wife being violated The lingerie was coming off and the junkie was becoming rough with her. But she was into it, it seemed that she liked the rough stuff. He bit her ass and pinched her nipples as she came once hard, shuttering on his cock. Mark grabbed the jar and poured some cum cocktail (pun intended) on her tits and pussy.

The junkie stopped fucking the bride and got off her just as Mark announced he was going to cum. Spraying his new bride’s face and blindfold hard. I got a great shot of his cum covering her lips and hair as Mark let go. He gave the junkie a look who was slowly jerking, to come over to her mouth. He slid his cock into her mouth and she bought it. Sucking him deeper with every slurp.

Mark poured more of the cum cocktail into her mouth little by little. She didn’t know. Sucking another man’s cock and drinking a lot of cum she just kept trying to suck. I watched as cum went up her nose and slithered down her throat, how it clung to her tongue and chin. The junkie began grabbing her hair and violently fucking her throat. Moaning and gagging at times, she moaned as he sprayed down her throat. 

Pulling his cock out of her, he waved to us and left the room.
"Baby that was a lot of cum." She said having a problem speaking because of the glue in her throat. 
"I know baby, you just looked so good in that dress, and the day got me hot to." Mark replied softly. 
"Can I take this blindfold off" She asked, pulling at it. 
"No my dear, I want to try one more thing."

Mark pulled out a speculum. Opening her pussy wide I got a good shot of her insides. He took the remaining cocktail and poured it into her pussy. Like a drain in the tub, the cum just flooded into her. 
"What is that?" She commented.
"Just some spit to get you even wetter!" 

Mark slid a condom on, took out the speculum, and went to town. Pounding her little pussy hard. She yelled and moaned in pleasure as I taped gobs of cum pouring out of her pussy with every thrust Mark did. He pulled out when he was done, snapped the condom off and stuffed it in her mouth.

"Suck on this till I get back. I need a smoke." He said as I followed him out of the room, downstairs, and to the backdoor. Mark lit a smoke, standing their naked. 
"You think I’m a twisted fuck, don’t you?" He asked me.
"I don’t judge." I replied.
"Don’t you want to know why I did this?"
"A little." I commented.

As it turned out, Mark had found out his now new wife had been fucking around on him for sometime. He was going to take my tape, wrap it up and give it to her as a wedding gift. He took my tape, and paid me a cool ten grand for my serves. This business was paying off.

To be cont….

{It should be said that this story was fiction, these people these events never happened. As a writer, my goal is to try and deliver material in an erotic way in hopes to get you the reader to cum. I hope you enjoy this series, it will get darker, it will get lighter. But I hope you get off from reading it.}