Adultery My Sex Video - Copied

[hirarandi]

Oh god, that really isn't me is it? John, you mustn't show this to anyone else, I'm acting like a whore!"

Those words sounded hollow now, after three years, my life had been turned upside down.
When I had said 'yes' to John that Sunday afternoon I was just starting out in my career as a young probationary teacher. That was gone now, my job had disappeared as soon as the court case brought notoriety. These last three years had seen me humiliated, used, and shown all over the internet.
I'd met John in my last months as a student. He seemed just my type, confident, fun, tall, not bad looking. He had 'chatted me up' in a pub when I'd been out on a hen night. We'd ended up exchanging numbers, and gone on a proper date the following week.
He told me that he was in 'media,' which covered a vast area in my mind, but, at first, I wasn't really bothered by that.
Much against my usual intuition, I slept with him on that first date. I still don't know why, but after that night together I was 'sold.' John became my 'steady' and over that summer I moved in with him, and began my first job as a primary teacher.
The Sunday afternoon in question was in the middle of a hot spell in September. We'd been to the pub at lunchtime, and I'd had rather too much to drink. When I drink I get horny, and this was no exception. John had taken his camera to the pub for some reason, and when we got back to the flat he was messing about pretending to take a video of me as I was trying to get him to kiss me.
"Shall we be really naughty Lucy? I'd love to video us in bed together."
"You mean us having sex together!"
"Yes, of course I meant that."
"I don't know whether I trust you, you horny sod, you'd probably show your friends, but it sounds hot."
"Promise I would never do that, you can watch me delete it after."
"Oh my god, go on then... fuck, it's making me feel even hornier."
And that's how it happened. John setting the camera up on top of the wardrobe, and me doing stuff I'd only ever do in private with John. And when I watched the replay I stupidly hadn't realised that there was sound as well. My swearing, my moans, the sounds of sex, the fact that I came three times, it was all there.
We actually watched it several times. When John said, "Ok, I'll delete it now," unbelievably I said, "Let's watch it one more time," and when we did we had sex again.
Afterwards I watched John take the camera, and looked over his shoulder, while he pressed the 'delete' button. He even showed me how it didn't replay anything.
So how did it all go wrong?
I had no idea that John had been unfaithful until I was sent home early from school one afternoon, when I felt really ill. As I turned the key in the front door lock I was aware of what sounded like conversation. I was feeling so dreadful that it didn't register that the sounds were in the bedroom. When I heard a female voice shout, "Oh god," I looked through the half open door, and saw a woman's naked back moving up and down astride John on his back on the bed.
In an instant my heart was shattered.
Those few days were horrendous, and depressing. Having to move out, find another flat, and cope with my new job. Eventually I came to terms with everything, and put all my energies into my work.
Until I got the first email.
I thought it was 'spam' and I'm always careful not to 'open' unknown emails, but the title was persuasive. It was titled, 'Lucy and John. You need to see this.'
I tentatively opened it, and my mouth dropped open.
"Bastard, fucking bastard," I shouted at the top of my voice.
There on the screen were three images of me and John. One showing me sucking his cock, one of me riding him, and, finally, one of him fucking me with my legs over his shoulders.
My blood ran cold, I began shaking, I began sobbing.
The images were obvious 'stills' taken from our video, the one he had supposably deleted. The email seemed to come from a peculiar address, I was guessing in the Far East.
Trying to think clearly, and trying to rationalise, I phoned John immediately.
"You bastard, you said you'd deleted it." I was so angry.
"What are you talking about?"
I then told him about the email.
"I did delete it Lucy, you saw me, but I hadn't realised my camera also backed up a copy to my external hard drive, and my laptop and hard drive were stolen out of my car last weekend. I'm so sorry. I've told the security officer, although they didn't know about our video. Do you want me to come round, so we can talk about it?"
I reluctantly agreed, and John arrived within the hour.
The discussion was heated. I was a sobbing wreck, but the outcome was me finally telling him to 'fuck off."
After two hours I was exhausted, John left, and went home.
Day to day life wasn't normal, the thought of that video being 'out there' haunted me night and day, and sure enough the dreadful day came. I got an email, this time from what appeared to be a 'private' address, from someone named 'Chris.'
Normally, if I don't know who an email is from, I delete it, and don't open it. But this was headed, 'Looking forward to Parents' Evening.' My heart sank as I pressed 'open.'
A brief sentence said, 'Mrs Willis has a very flexible teacher on her staff.' Underneath was a photo showing me on my back and my legs over John's shoulders, and him buried inside me.
Even though I half expected it, I was unprepared, I sank back in my chair, my shoulders sagging, and my voice quietly saying, "For fucks sake, no, no, no." Desperately I closed my laptop, and threw myself on my sofa in floods of tears.
I then did totally the wrong thing. The right thing should have been about me going to the security officer, but that filled me with dread. All because I'd been given a 'caution' for being drunk, and damaging a taxi in my last year at uni.
I reopened the email, and replied. It went something like, 'I don't know who you are, but I will be informing the security officer if the photo is used against me.'
As soon as I'd sent it, I realised how pathetic it sounded. I felt so helpless, and vulnerable.
To my amazement no email came back, that was until two weeks later, when the same contact name came up again, 'Chris,' and the email was headed, 'Parents' Evening.'
All it said was, 'See you there.'
My whole face flushed. I had a parents' evening the very next day. This email was from a parent!

[hirarandi]

Part 1 would be good to set the scene.
My Sunday afternoon 'fun' video with John had been pirated when his laptop and hard drive were stolen. Eventually I had received an email from a foreign address with some explicit photos, and then another from someone called 'Chris.' It began a chain of events that was to change my life from a fresh young teacher to something so far removed...
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I was very much a 'novice' at parents' evenings. Being a new teacher I was nervous, but the added pressure of the unknown emailer made me have a sleepless night, wondering if he would reveal himself. I dreaded it.
Preparation is always key for a teacher, and I had both answers, and data ready on my class of nine year olds. Gritting my teeth, the first parents arrived, and soon I was in full flow, and rather enjoying telling the mums and dads about their 'little ones.'
Halfway through the evening Mr Russell arrived on his own, apologising that his wife was working. I swallowed hard, and avoiding eye contact I nervously began to tell him about his daughter. Was this the one? Very soon I realised that this was not my emailer. All the while I was assuming the next appointment was going to be 'it.'
By nine o'clock there was only one more set of parents to see. Had I got it wrong? I'd seen everyone apart from Billy Gibson's mum and dad who were the last ones. When Mrs Gibson came in and sat down I relaxed knowing that whoever 'Chris' was, he wasn't coming tonight.
Mrs Gibson was anxious to know if Billy was progressing with his reading. He had a 'below average' reading age, but had come on in leaps and bounds, and it felt great to pass on the good news to her. It was partly due to extra 'one to one' reading practice I had given to him during lunchtimes.
"I'm so grateful for you being so flexible with your time Lucy."
The word 'flexible' sent a shiver down my spine. When I remembered the email, and the reference to my body position in the photo I stuttered, "I'm really pleased that Billy's making progress, Mrs Gibson."
"Call me Chris, Lucy, I'm sure we can use first names in the circumstances."
"It's you, isn't it?" and my voice croaked.
Chris smiled, "Your secret is safe with me," and then after a pause added, "for the moment."
The blood had drained from my face, as I looked down at the papers in front of me. Chris was about ten years older than me, in her mid thirties, blonde, tall, with an ample cleavage, expensively dressed, but a cutting voice which commanded respect.
"I think you ought to come to dinner with me and David on Saturday. Get to us for 7.30pm, and we can discuss our circumstances."
With a heavy accent on the word 'circumstances' Chris stood up and left, her high heels clicking across the classroom floor.
At home that evening I cried, I was so mixed up, confused, I had no one to turn to. I had no immediate family to confide in. I was an only child, and both parents were killed in a tragic car accident two years ago. I knew that my naked images were lurking in cyberspace and that Chris and David Gibson were going to use them against me in some way.
I got through the next day, a Friday, and spent the evening demolishing a bottle and a half of Shiraz. I knew Saturday would be walking into the unknown, but I really couldn't have expected the way it would turn out.
I arrived by taxi at the Gibson's at just before 7.30pm, dressed in a reasonably formal black dress which wasn't too provocative. Chris greeted me at the front door with two kisses and as though we were old friends. She was dressed in a low cut sleek black number, and laughed at the fact we were both in black. As I was shown into the lounge her husband David, who I'd never met, was pouring three glasses of champagne. He was over six feet tall, tousled hair with large horn rimmed glasses. He wore an open necked shirt and light coloured slacks.
"Come in Lucy, welcome. Have a glass of bubbly."
As I took the glass, my hand shook nervously, as I was thinking about David watching me screw John in the video.
"Thank you, it's nice to meet Billy's dad."
"Yes I've heard great things about you from both Billy and Chris. I'm sorry I couldn't get to parents' evening, I was working in Hungary this week, and only got back this morning."
"Oh that's ok, it's always difficult for both parents to get there, may I ask what you do?"
I was beginning to relax slightly, and had already taken two large gulps of champagne. But when David replied lots of connections started to occur in my mind, and he watched to see my reaction to what he said.
"I'm in the film industry, I make short films in Europe, both advertising, and some client based freelance work."
I stuttered, "Ah, that must be very interesting, and the travel must be enjoyable."
It was clear both he and Chris were enjoying my slight discomfort.
"But let's not talk about work, either of us. Billy's at his grandparents tonight, and the night is young, let's eat and have some more wine."
We sat down, fairly formerly, at the table with some piano jazz playing softly on the sound system. Chris had prepared an Italian themed meal, with David supplying a choice of wines. As I ate and drank, the conversation became easier, and I almost forgot about the reason I'd been asked there. When Chris said, "So Lucy, tell me how it all happened," I knew that this was crunch time.
Nervously, I told the story of my afternoon with John, and how he had had his laptop and hard drive stolen. I said that we'd broken up, and that I was horrified when I'd got first the email with photos and then Chris's email. I was so frightened about school finding out.
"I think I should come clean about my business Lucy. Let's go and relax in the lounge."
A little unsure, I sat with Chris on the sofa, while David sat opposite in an armchair.
He continued, "I told you that I was a freelance film maker. Well that's true, but my most profitable part of the business is pornography." There was a moment of hushed silence with just the background music playing.
"That was how I was offered the video of you. Coincidentally, Chris watched it and recognised you."
I sat in silence, not sure how to react. I fidgeted slightly before asking, "You still have the video?"
"Yes, but im not sure if it's been passed around, I have the sole rights now, but you never can tell I'm afraid."
I wanted to sigh with relief, but it was obvious even David wasn't sure. I was quickly realising David was somewhat of a 'player' in his field.
He laughed softly, "Let me show you one of my productions, it may surprise you. I hope you're not too embarrassed by porn."
Picking up a 'remote' from the table, the screen on the wall lit up, and the title of 'Sophie meets Lizzie' was overlaid on the scene showing the back view of a naked woman in a luxurious bedroom, looking out of french doors onto a garden.
From the title I quickly understood that this was about two women, a lesbian porn video. And then to my amazement another blonde woman entered the bedroom, and approached the other woman. It was Chris. Her body looked fabulous. I quickly glanced in her direction, and realised she was studying my face to see my reaction. She smiled as my gaze returned to the screen. Chris, or 'Sophie' kissed the other woman, 'Lizzie' and directed her towards the bed. As Lizzie lay back, Sophie lowered her head between her legs, and started to lick her pussy. Cutting to close up shots, it showed sucking, licking and the sounds of both women enjoying their pleasure and it really began to arouse me. I suddenly was conscious of my heart beating faster, and I felt my pussy moistening.
I was staring intently as Lizzie started to cum. Her whole body shook, and her cries added to the eroticism.
When Lizzie pushed Sophie back on the bed, and the close up shots showed her fingers holding Sophie's labia apart, and stroking her clit I glanced at Chris again. This time she was watching herself on screen, and her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips.
David's eyes were passing from the screen then back to his wife, and then to me.
After several minutes Sophie began to cum, and she was very loud as her body convulsed. I was transfixed by watching her on screen, and I didn't react when I felt Chris's hand under my dress, and stroking the bare skin above my hold ups.
I must have moaned, and closed my eyes as her fingers slid under the hem of my panties and touched my clit. She moved closer, and I felt her kissing my neck, as her fingers, lubricated by my pussy juices, massaged my clit. Expertly she took me beyond any self control. I gave my mouth to her as we kissed, and as I opened my thighs wider, I started to cum.
I opened my eyes and I saw David smiling. I felt totally relaxed as he pressed the remote again. This time the titles displayed the words, 'The Job Interview.' Chris was leaning against me with her head on my shoulder, and she murmured quietly to me, "Tell me what you think of this one Lucy."
The scene opened with a young girl in her twenties waiting to be called into an office for interview. As she entered the office the man behind the desk stood up and walked round to greet her. It was David!
The video followed the tried and tested porn formula of the interviewee/woman unzipping the man, and on her knees taking him in her mouth. His cock went from a flaccid penis to a large, thick rod of flesh, becoming slick, and glistening from her saliva. With judicious editing, the video moved to where she was bent over the desk, and David was thrusting his cock deep inside her. She cried out in rhythm to his thrusts, and after several changes of camera angle, the woman seemed to have first one orgasm, followed by another.
As the video finished with David spurting copious amounts of semen into her open mouth and over her face, he pressed the remote saying, "Well we've watched the two of us, now shall we take a look at you."
Even with being inebriated my blood ran cold. As it started I was surprised when I saw proper titles like the two productions before. It said, 'A Sunday Afternoon.' But then it became obvious that the raw footage taken by John had had a 'makeover.' Although much poorer quality than the others, parts of it had been enhanced, and it had enlarged close ups.
I shrank deeper into the sofa as Chris took my hand.
For the next fifteen minutes I didn't know whether to hide my eyes or watch. I actually couldn't drag my eyes away. Although I'd watched it a couple of times that Sunday afternoon, this had been edited, enhanced, and improved. Was it really me taking John's cock into my throat, gagging, then going back for more? Was it me pushing my pussy down onto his face as I deep throated him? Somehow there were fairly close up shots as I sat upright on his face, my eyes closed as I was cumming, with my saliva dribbling from my mouth onto my boobs.
Then John was fucking me in every conceivable position. It was so embarrassing to hear my voice, and what I was saying.
"Fuck me John."
"Fuck me harder."
"Oh god, don't stop."
"Shit, I'm cumming."
All those and more were shouted out loud, and apart from the cries, moans, and gasps, John brought me off twice. And then I was sucking on his cock once more, and the spunk spewing out over my lips, and down my chin, before it showed me catching it on my fingers, and licking it into my mouth.
David looked over at me when it had finished, and for the first time that evening looked serious, and slightly menacing.
"I've a proposition for you. I think with your intellect and your obvious good looks you might have a future in our business. Chris and myself have been looking for sometime for a younger, go getting, partner to liaise between our many 'porn actors,' their agents, and the production side of things. Having seen your 'accidental' debut that is threatening your present job it may be something that interests you. A change of career which would bring travel, a car, and a salary twice what you're getting now. Don't be fooled by our humble semi detached house here, we have two other properties, one in Florida, and one in Hungary."
David paused, and Chris continued, "I know you would miss teaching the kids, but this would bring a totally different lifestyle, and who knows what will happen if another parent, or your 'head' sees your video."
I looked stunned and confused.
"Lucy, sleep on it, I know all this is a bit sudden, but me and Chris have discussed this ever since the video came into our hands. Look, use our spare bedroom, sleep over, and it may be clearer in the morning. We've not got to pick Billy up until after lunch."
I was silent, there was so much to take in, but the video I'd just watched was lurking in the background. I really did need time to think and somewhat reluctantly agreed to sleep over.
I awoke early, despite a thick head. The dawn chorus was in full swing and as I lay there in that half haze of waking up I was aware of sounds from the bedroom across the landing. Chris and David were having early morning sex.
I tried to block it out, all the time images from their two videos coming into my mind. Chris was being very vocal, and at one point there was something rhymically banging against the wall. Finally it stopped and I dozed off again, only to be woken by Chris bringing me a mug of tea.
"I hope we didn't disturb you earlier, David was being a bit insistent and I got carried away."
"No, I didn't hear you at all," I lied.
"Oh thank goodness, anyway here's a change of clothes, some leggings, and a blouse to wear, use the main bathroom, the towels are in there. I'm going down to have a bit of breakfast but don't rush. David's still in bed, he shouldn't disturb you, he's gone back to sleep after his 'exertions.' See you in a bit."
I showered, still contemplating the events of the previous evening, and the offer of a career change. It was all so much to take in.
Having breakfast with Chris was a moment of calm. Her and David had obviously had a further discussion, and they had decided to offer me a trial.
"David wants you to spend your half term week shadowing him, and seeing if you would want to make the 'leap' to a new career. We are well aware the original video of you and John is still out there, so we thought you may want to keep some options open."
I was still filled with dread as Chris dropped me back home, and my worst fears were to be realised the following week.
I was called into Mrs Willis's office at the end of the day on the Thursday. I knew immediately that I saw her face, it may be terminal. The short version was that a parent had found clips of my video on the internet. I was suspended, sent home, until an inquiry by the governors had taken place.
The very next day Chris phoned me, and invited me round for coffee. I decided that I needed to get out of the flat, and I accepted her invitation. I was feeling very low, and I was just glad that I had someone to talk to.
"So it's happened, I'm so sorry Lucy. I know you half expected it and although we gave your video a makeover it's never gone online. Someone, who originally stole it, has passed it on. I found the website, and it's based in China."
We chatted about what might happen next, including the possibility of going to the security officer. I found out a week later that John had actually done that. But that part of the story was yet to unfold.
I was in a mess. Chris was persuading me that I had nothing to fear from her, and David, and I was grateful for a shoulder to lean on.
Finally, I decided I needed to do something, and what harm could it do to shadow David for a week, and see what I was potentially getting into.
And so the die was cast.

[hirarandi]

Trying to park my problems, and after long discussions with both Chris and David, I was packed and ready for my week in Hungary.
This was to be a week away with David, learning all about the way his pornography business operated. He had given me an outline during our meal at Birmingham airport, but I was unprepared for the scale of his organisation.
We were met, in the evening, at Budapest airport by a limousine, and driven some miles south, to what I can only describe as a mansion in the countryside with a pool, a lake, and numerous outbuildings.
On arrival David showed me to my room, or should I say suite, with a balcony overlooking the lake. It was late, and he left me to 'settle in,' and said that we needed to have an early breakfast as it was going to be a full day.
I awoke at seven and showered, before going out onto the balcony to take in the view in the early morning sunlight. Breathing in the fresh air, I heard my iPad making that familiar 'face time' ringing tone. I fetched it from the bedside table,and saw that it was Chris calling, so I returned to the balcony and pressed 'accept.'
"Impressive isn't it Lucy?"
"Oh gosh Chris, it's pure luxury." Leaning on my elbows on the balustrade, I took in the size of the whole 'estate.'
Chris laughed, "David has worked very hard to achieve it all."
"I have indeed," came a voice from just behind me.
David's face appeared over my shoulder in the little inset box at the top of my screen. Chris was propped up on her bed at home, dressed in a skimpy nightdress.
"You look gorgeous darling, I'm missing you," David said standing close behind me.
"I'm missing you too Davy, and so is my pussy."
I felt quite embarrassed by this frank exchange of intimacy.
"Well, it will have to wait until the weekend Chrissy, but let's not embarrass Lucy," he said chuckling.
It was at that moment that I was conscious of his body against my back, as I was leaning over my iPad, and he was straining to look over my shoulder.
Chris leaned forward to blow him a kiss into her screen. "I'll leave you two to get on, I've got to get Billy up and dressed."
As she switched off, David blew her a kiss back, and it was then that I felt his cock becoming hard against the towelling robe, covering my buttocks. When the screen went blank, instead of backing away, I felt him press slightly harder against me. Both of his hands gripped my hips, and when I said, "I think it's time for breakfast," I was guiltily hiding the fact that my pussy had instantly moistened.
"I think we can delay breakfast for a while, don't you Lucy? Ever since I watched your video I've wanted to see if you're as good 'in the flesh.' In this business we are used to having a liberal attitude."
I didn't know how to reply, except to say, "Chris wouldn't like it, I'm sure."
"She knows that we will 'do it' this week, we are quite free and easy about that, as long as we tell each other what's going on."
As David's words left his lips I felt his hand find it's way between my legs, and his fingers found the wetness of my pussy. I was shocked to find myself spreading my feet further apart as I leaned forward on my elbows.
I could feel David tug open his bathrobe, and the hard tip of his cock was at first warm between the cheeks of my ass, and then suddenly it was sliding inside me. I had not realised quite how 'ready' I was for him.
"Oh god, David, oh my gosh," was all I could say. I knew from seeing his video that his cock was quite sizeable, but as he slid inside me it took my breath away.
As he started to thrust he reached with one hand round to my clit and his fingers began, expertly, to circle my little bud, using the juices to maximum effect.
It seemed quite strange to hear my cries in the open air, and I really didn't care if there was anyone else around.
As soon as I started to cum David slowed to prolong my orgasm. As if on cue he was able to reach the critical point himself, and I felt the gush of his semen inside me, once, twice, three times, producing spurt after spurt.
He held onto me for several minutes as we caught our breath, and then as he stepped away, great dollops of spunk dripped down onto the tiles of the balcony floor, before I could staunch the flow by pushing my bathrobe between my legs.
I turned and, guiltily, looked at him.
"I think that's a good thing Lucy, that we've broken the sexual tension between us. We can relax now, and get on with the week."
Again, I didn't quite know what to say, but I nodded, and we both went separately to our showers, before going down to breakfast.
"I will introduce you to the staff as we move around," said David, swallowing his last piece of toast. "The most important guy is Jared, my Aussie cameraman, he's my right hand man. He's my joint director both on and off set. All of the organisation is in two 'barns' in the woods over there." David pointed vaguely out of a side window in the kitchen. "Meet you back here in ten minutes, and we'll get going."
I was excited, but nervous at the same time. If I was in any doubt about how professional David's organisation was, it was dispelled that morning. As we walked through the wood the two barns came into sight with a car park in between. There were about twenty to thirty vehicles parked up, which indicated how large the workforce was.
On entering, the reception area was furnished with leather sofas, chairs, indoor plants. A blonde girl behind a desk greeted us, and David introduced her as Olga. Passing through a security door, we entered a technical area, full of computers, screens, and editing consoles. Three guys were seated, and I caught glimpses of naked bodies on their screens as they continued their work.
In the next room there was another lounge, off of which were several rooms. 'Make up,' 'Medical,' 'Changing Rooms,' Admin Office.'
Waiting there, was a tall, bearded guy, whose accent gave him away as Jared, the cameraman. He was talking to two guys, and a very attractive blonde girl, with huge breasts, and it became obvious that these were 'porn' actors.
After brief introductions David took me out through another door, and along an enclosed corridor into what turned out to be the second barn. The temperature was very, very warm and it was in this building that the 'work' and filming took place.
There was a central area around which there were chairs, seats, tables scattered around. Then off this were numerous rooms, each with its own theme for filming. I saw into a few of them, a boudoir themed room, an office, which I vaguely recognised from David's video, a medical themed room, a dungeon with all the equipment, and another room that had what I recognised as a 'fucking machine' in.
"I want you to make yourself at home today Lucy, feel free to wander around, talk to anyone, I've told everyone who you are, just soak up the atmosphere, and ask questions!"
And David left to go back and talk to Jared.
I looked into a few more rooms, and just as I was about to get myself a coffee, the blonde 'porn' actress came through a door and said, "Hello, you must be Lucy." She spoke with an American accent, and was wearing just a loose fitting robe, flowing open in places. I could see her ample breasts, and her shaved pussy.
"Hello, I'm a bit overwhelmed I'm afraid, but pleased to meet you. I take it you're being filmed today?"
"Yes, doing a 'threesome,' but just came in here to check over my scenes."
She could see me looking puzzled.
Laughing, she said, "We don't just fuck away, and make it up as we go along, it's all heavily scripted. It has to be broken down into sections, and be presented for different camera angles."
"I have a lot to learn," I was smiling.
Just then the two guys arrived, also dressed in bathrobes. They were followed by Jared, and David. The two men were laughing and joking and said, " Hi there Dolly, you ready to go?"
"You always were too eager Ben, I don't want you making a fool of yourself if I over excite you." Dolly gave a wry smile.
"You've worked with Lewis before haven't you Dolly?
She continued the banter, and replied, "God yes, he brings me off quicker than you."
"Saucy bitch," was Ben's riposte, before he was cut short.
"Ok guys, can we get to it." It was David letting the three of them know that work was about to begin.
I followed David, Jared, Ben, Lewis, and Dolly into a room set up as a bedroom, complete with a brass bed. Waiting in the room were a very attractive middle aged make up artist, Viv, and a young camera man, Jack, about my age.
"Ok folks," shouted David, "the intro scenes we'll be doing this evening, this afternoon is all about the sex scenes. You've read the script, hopefully there won't be too many takes."
I began my education, in silence, and with my mouth half open in semi disbelief.
All three stripped off, and I now understood why the building was kept so warm. Dolly started by kneeling between Ben and Lewis, taking their semi erect cocks into her mouth in turn, until she had them both as hard as iron. Ben then laid her back on the bed, and went down on her pussy, while Lewis was kneeling near her head, and she was taking his cock deep into her throat.
Jared and the young camera man, Jack, were both in strategic positions to gain close ups of both Dolly's pussy and mouth.
The room was beginning to be filled with the noises of the men encouraging Dolly with expletives, and also her groans of pleasure.
After about five minutes David shouted, "Cut!" And the action strangely stopped. "Ok let's get to the next scene, before you guys lose anything." David obviously meant their erections!
Dolly was still on her back now relaxing, but smiling, and when David shouted, "Action," she was ready to be fucked. Her pussy had been nicely prepared by Ben's tongue and Jack was with his camera getting close ups of Ben's cock sliding into Dolly's pussy. Her cries lit up the room, and I couldn't stop myself becoming moist. I also couldn't help noticing Jack's trousers swelling.
After some time being fucked in both missionary and doggy by both Ben and Lewis, Dolly appeared to have an orgasm, I say 'appeared' because she seemed so good at acting it was difficult to tell. But then came the thing that excited me most.
After just a stoppage of a few seconds David said, "Ok let's go for the DP."
I knew what DP meant from something that David had said in his briefing to me on the plane.
Dolly mounted Ben who was laying on his back on the bed. Her ass was exposed with her legs splayed out, and Ben's cock deep inside her. Lewis than straddled Ben's legs and pressed the head of his cock against Dolly's puckered fundament. Slowly he pushed the tip inside. Dolly was shouting at the top of her voice, "Oh fuck, oh god you two, oh fuck, oh fuck."
Lewis's cock slid right in. Accompanied by Dolly's cries the two guys fucked her for a good five minutes with both Jared and Jack moving round their three torsos getting close ups of all features.
After another 'apparent' orgasm David shouted "Cut," once more before Ben and Lewis knelt either side of Dolly's head to get the final scene.
Both timed it to perfection as they slid their hands up and down their cocks. Both began to cum, and with huge spurts covered two lines of spunk from Dolly's forehead down across her lips, and with her mouth open, she caught the second and third spurts straight onto her tongue, which she then showed great delight in poking out, before swallowing, and cleaning both cocks with a final sucking.
As soon as David shouted "Cut, " for the last time everyone relaxed in semi laughter, and clapping. I felt quite strained by the tension of watching it all, not to say aroused, but I was hoping no one else recognised that.
Both Ben and Lewis came over to me, still naked and with their cocks still damp from sex. "What did you think Lucy?" Ben said, smiling slightly, and enjoying my embarrassment.
"It was quite an experience," I replied nonsensically. "But you all put in a great performance."
"Well you never know you might see us again," Lewis added putting on his bathrobe.
I smiled as everyone began to leave the room.
On his way out David said, "You have a wander round the place Lucy, and I'll see you back at the house, and we'll get some dinner, don't rush, I'm going to be another couple of hours yet."
I wandered down the corridor, and came to the room I'd seen earlier, with its strange fucking machine in. Looking both ways I crept inside and was studying the machine, trying to work out how it was used when a voice behind me made me leap out of my skin.
"Would you like to try it out?" The voice was Jack's with a slight tinge of sarcasm.
I went a deep shade of red, "Oh my god, I'm sorry Jack I didn't realise anyone else was here."
"Well my question was, do you want to try it out?" He smiled broadly this time and came and stood beside me.
"Stop it, I would never dare." I tried to lighten the mood. "And especially in public."
"Well it's not public here, tell you what, have you ever seen, or used a Sybian?"
Of course I'd heard of them, and even seen a clip on you tube. Jack turned and pulled a sheet from what I thought was a table beside him. It did, in fact, reveal a Sybian.
"There you go, I dare you to try it out, I won't tell and it's all quiet down here, go on. You're involved in this industry now, why not have some fun in private."
I don't know what made me so brave, maybe it was Jack's winning smile, or the sexual tension of the last couple of hours, but I found myself saying, "Go on then, but I'm trusting you to not say anything, and if I say stop you will?"
"Yes sure, I'll take it slow, you don't have to get undressed, just take your knickers off."
I turned my back, and pulling up my dress slid my panties down, and stepped out of them. I saw Jack glance at them as I put them on a nearby chair.
"Ok, you have to sit astride it, with this inside you." Jack pointed to the dildo-like thing sticking upwards. It wasn't too large, and I was still quite wet from watching the previous action. I backed over it, and with my dress covering my 'bits' I lowered myself down. Suppressing a sigh as the dildo entered me, I relaxed. The ribbed rubber part was against my clit, and I started to panic a bit in my head, as I realised Jack was 'in charge.'
"Right, we'll start slowly, just enjoy." Jack's voice was calm and reassuring.
With my two hands resting on the front of the machine, I was in the classic 'riding a horse' position.
Jack had the remote and was seated beside me. The gentle vibrating started, and I heard myself go, "Hmmmm."
Gradually, I found myself adjusting my body to get the most 'feeling' and I started to make a moaning sound which seemed distant from me. When I loudly came out with, "Oh my god Jack," I knew I was not going to hold back.
Jack was increasing the speed incrementally, and studying my face. He was playing me like an instrument. Slow, faster, slowing, then faster again. My fingers gripped the leather machine, my eyes closed. "Goddddd! Oh god, oh fuck, I'm cumming!"
The end came suddenly, I shuddered, and at first I was swearing, and then I was laughing, as the orgasm ended, and Jack turned the machine off. I couldn't stop giggling, and Jack laughed too, as he helped me up.
My legs were shaking, my knees sagged, and Jack caught me before I ended up on the floor. I clung to his shoulders, and hauled myself up, and found myself clutching him to me. My face was inches from his, and I could feel his cock beneath his jeans. I was caught in the moment, my orgasm seconds before, had raised all my senses. We kissed, and the kiss went on and on.
Without a word said, Jack eased me towards one of the many benches, and turned me round. Compliantly, I bent over, face down, as Jack lifted my dress. I heard him unzip himself, and I spread my feet further apart as I felt the head of his cock slide inside me.
"Oh Jack, that feels so good, god just fuck me."
Jack was rock hard, and after watching me 'cum' on the Sybian he wanted his own satisfaction. Grunting, groaning, and pulling me onto him, he rushed towards his climax. I really was taken by surprise when I started to cum a second time. As my pussy convulsed, it brought him off too, his cock spunking deep in my cunt.
"Lucy, I'm so sorry, that wasn't supposed to happen. Please don't tell David or Jared, I'll get the sack. Really it's so unprofessional."
I was a little taken aback, "Look Jack, of course not, it was just a moment we both gave in to our feelings, don't worry."
"Thank you, thank you so much."
We both kissed briefly, and made our way back to the outside. I said we'd be discreet about what had happened, and I went back to my room and showered. I was beginning to realise an awakening, a sexual awakening, and wondering where it would take me.

[hirarandi]

When I'd showered I'd had time to consider my behaviour. Being in Hungary, and away from my problems back home, was becoming liberating. It was as though I'd suddenly had a sexual awakening, and I supposed the surroundings of the pornography industry were feeding it.
As I went downstairs to get something to eat, a text came through from David to say he'd be working late, overseeing some editing. I was at a loose end, so after snacking on some cold meat from the fridge, I decided to have an evening walk in the grounds of the house.
Away from the woods where the 'barns' were, there were open fields broken up by hedges. I followed a path alongside a hedge, just listening to the birds, and the complete lack of traffic noise, and just enjoying the countryside calm. It was still quite warm, even though it was an October evening.
I came to a narrow lane which looked like it probably led back to the house. The sound of a car coming closer, interrupted the peace. I stepped close to the hedge as an SUV came round the bend, and pulled up beside me. Driving was Viv, the make up artist who I'd spoken to briefly earlier that day.
"Hi Lucy, are you lost?" Viv smiled not really meaning what she'd said.
"No, thanks Viv, I'm just chilling, finding my way around. David's working late, and so I was just exploring."
"Well, I'm just going home to an empty flat, why don't we have a drink, there's a bar about a mile away from here, jump in."
I was happy to have someone to spend the evening with, and Viv, although she was much older than me, seemed very friendly, and looked a fun person. The bar wasn't far, just a roadside inn, with a few locals, so we found a corner table, and got some cheap Hungarian red wine.
It was good to talk to another woman, away from the house, and we both soon 'opened up' about our respective histories. It seemed that Viv had got involved in the porn industry by way of a broken marriage, and then she met a guy who was very much on the wrong side of the law who had introduced her to the 'seedy' side of it. She was now in her late forties, and remembered some of the dubious videos that she had appeared in years ago.
"It was Chris that rescued me really. She found me when she advertised for a make up girl for her and David, and I'd always dabbled in it. I answered the ad, and having been in some videos myself we soon hit it off. We actually made some 'girlie' ones together in the early days."
"I thought Chris was bi," I interrupted, explaining about my brief experience with her on the sofa at their house. "But I guess actresses have to adapt to their part in videos."
Viv looked at me closely, and whispered, "These day's I think I prefer girls," and after a pause added, "Particularly young ones."
As she spoke, she squeezed my thigh under the table. I flushed, and looked nervously away.
Viv giggled out loud, "Oh I'm sorry Lucy, I didn't mean to come on to you, I fully understand if you don't play with ladies."
I stuttered, and found myself replying, "Oh no, Viv, it's not that, it's just that I'm still adapting to this 'openness' all around me."
Viv, placed her hand back on my thigh, and sliding it slowly upwards whispered again, "Well I find you very attractive, Lucy, but I won't force myself upon you."
I could feel my pussy starting to moisten, and my heart was racing. Before I knew it I'd placed my hand on top of hers, and responded by whispering back, "Would you like to come back to the house for coffee?"
"If you're sure," was Viv's answer, and I softly said, "Yes."
As we got back into her car, Viv leaned towards me, and we kissed, softly, and briefly at first, but then longer, and with open mouths. I felt her hand cupping my left breast, and my nipples responding to her lightly squeezing them between her thumb and finger. She broke away, and quickly said, "Come on, let's get back, I want you."
My mind whirled, my whole body glowed in expectation. Apart from the brief interlude with Chris, I'd not been with a woman sexually. As if reading my mind, Viv interrupted my thoughts.
"Lucy, I know you're nervous, let me show you how it can be, just relax."
Nothing more was said. Viv parked up, and I led her up to my room.
As soon as the door was closed, we kissed, just as before, slowly at first, then passionately, Viv then led me to the bed, and pressed me down on my back. As I tried to catch my breath from the kisses, Viv was reaching to unfasten my bra, deftly unclasping it, and pulling my t-shirt and bra up over my head together.
The feeling of her tongue on my nipples was heavenly. I heard myself gasping as her mouth took in the other nipple. My eyes were closed when Viv raised herself onto her knees on the bed, and undid my jeans, and slid them, and my dampened panties off. I was completely naked, and when I opened my eyes Viv was looking down, admiringly, at my body.
I watched her stand up beside the bed and slowly undress. Her body was fuller than mine, her breasts were large, with nipples that stood out, and her pussy was lightly covered with trimmed dark hair.
"You are very beautiful Lucy, you have a wonderful body."
As she spoke, she knelt back down on the bed between my thighs. Pulling my knees upwards, her mouth, and then her tongue, found my pussy. There was a loud moan from me, that filled the room, as she started to lap at my juices. Her tongue moving inexorably towards my clit, and the moment it flicked under the hood, and made contact, my whole body leapt off the bed.
Stopping momentarily, Viv held her tongue against my clit, and once I'd relaxed again, she took it between her lips, and gently sucked. As she did so, I felt her fingers sliding into my pussy. The combination of finger fucking, and oral stimulation was bringing me close to orgasm.
"Oh god Viv, don't stop." There was an urgency in my voice, as I pressed my hips upwards, just trying to reach that ultimate relief, but Viv had other ideas, and she withdrew her fingers, and briefly stopped sucking.
"Oh please, please," I groaned again.
As Viv buried her face back between my thighs, and her mouth closed around my clit once more, I felt the rush of orgasm overtake me.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhhihihh, fuck Viv, oh fuck, ohhhhhhhhhh god."
My thighs were clamped around Viv's head, her mouth still softly sucking, and my juices oozing into her mouth. Finally I released her head, and gasping, but smiling, she managed to collapse beside me, her face glazed with my outpourings. It felt so good just to hold someone close.
"I feel so selfish, you've not cum yet," I said quietly into her neck.
"Lucy, that's not important, what just happened was so exciting, kiss me please."
We kissed, and kissed again. I pushed Viv onto her back, and our legs intertwined. The feeling of her breasts moving against mine, the hard nipples feeling so unusual to suck, her wet pussy smearing the skin on my thighs. I reached down, and massaged her clit, my fingers moving in a circular motion, just as if I was doing to myself. We were kissing, and I could sense Viv's excitement building.
Quite suddenly Viv pulled her lips from mine, throwing her head to one side. "Lucy, Lucy, I'm cumming, oh yes, oh yes."
I felt her legs and hips shudder, and with a loud scream her fingernails gouged across my shoulder blades.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Lucy, are you ok, oh shit, you're bleeding." Viv looked horrified at my scratches.
"It's ok Viv, it's ok, they're only scratches, I'm just glad I pleased you."
"My god, you did, it felt so good."
We both kissed again, and Viv quickly showered, and dressed. I slipped a bathrobe on, and followed her downstairs.
"It sounded like you two were enjoying yourselves."
David's voice came out of the blue, he'd arrived back, and heard us upstairs. We both looked guiltily at him until Viv said, "You shouldn't be listening David, consenting adults you know."
He laughed, "Sorry, but you were sooooo loud! See you in the morning, ten sharp, Viv."
I saw Viv out of the door, and David said, "I know it's late, I've had a long day, but I'm just gonna have a scotch, will you join me, I'll tell you about tomorrow?"
I was ready to turn in, but I felt I couldn't refuse. "Yes, ok David, why not," I said, sitting on one of the leather armchairs.
David poured a large glass for us both. Handing me the glass, he sat down opposite me and took a large slug of the scotch, and outlined what would be happening the next day.
"We are doing something quite complex tomorrow Lucy, I need you to help with the paperwork with one of the office girls, and one of the medical team."
I was intrigued.
"We're doing a video about a gangbang. One girl, Tatiana, a Russian girl, and seven guys. I need you to help with checking out their health status. They will be fucking bareback, and all of them has to provide a very recent test status, and show that they are on 'prep.'
"Wow, it sounds very exciting...I mean the gangbang bit. Yes sure I'd love to help out."
"Have you ever had several guys together Lucy? Sorry that's an unfair question."
The whisky had already gone to my head, and before I knew it I'd replied, "No, but I guess it's many a woman's fantasy."
David chuckled, and poured more whisky into my glass. "Well I know Chris did it a few years ago. A bit of an accident. We were filming with several guys, and when the filming was over she somehow became the 'centre of attention.' We didn't film it, but she thoroughly enjoyed it, it turned me on too."
"You two keep surprising me, I must say."
"You surprise me too Lucy, I hope that I'm selling the idea of working for us."
I smiled. "I'm just so glad to be away from the problems back home."
The whisky was really kicking in, "And being surrounded by sex has had a strange effect."
David came over to fill my glass again.
"No I'd better not, I'd better go up if we're working tomorrow." I stood up, and immediately staggered, and almost fell. David caught me, holding me up, and I felt a bit of an idiot. The tie around my bathrobe came loose, and as I clung to him my boobs were on display.
"You certainly know how to turn a guy on Lucy, but sit back down before you end up on the floor."
As I sank back down into the armchair, David dropped to his knees, and my bathrobe fell completely open. Even in my inebriated state I knew he was going to fuck me, and I wasn't about to stop him.
"You are such a temptation," David said, as he unbuckled his belt. I watched as he lowered his boxers, and his erect cock pointed directly at me. In one movement I raised each leg over the arm of the chair, slid my bottom lower in the chair, and David's cock went deep into my cunt.
"Fuck," I exclaimed, and David said, "That's nice."
He started to pound into me, his busy, frustrating day becoming evident with each thrust. But I wanted him just as much.
I put my hands onto his shoulders, and wrapping my legs around his waist, pushed him backwards. Fortunately, although off balance, he cushioned our fall. I ended up straddling him, his cock still inside me, and me on top, and in control.
"Temptation or not, I'm going to fuck you."
With my hands flat on his chest I started to ride him, rotating my hips, feeling his cock almost bruising my cervix. I knew I'd won the tussle when I saw him close his eyes. Victory was signalled by his grunt, and the sensation of feeling him start to jerk inside me, the heat of the spunk pumping out, and filling me.
"Fuck, Lucy, you're so good at this, I know Chris guesses what I do, but I'm not going to tell her everything."
As I lifted myself from David's body, great dribbles of cum dropped onto his thighs, and I felt the trickle of semen running down the inside of my thighs.
We both needed sleep, and we went to our separate rooms. Tomorrow was going to be another new experience for me.

[hirarandi]

I didn't see David at breakfast, but I knew it was going to be a busy day. I dressed quite formally, and arrived at the 'Barns' by 10am.
I was met by Olga, who in turn introduced me to Jan, who was dressed in a nurses' uniform. We went into the medical room, and sat round a table to discuss our role that day. We had to go through the 'paperwork' that the guys brought with them, in other words check the authenticity of the 'tests' they'd had within the last 48 hours. Occasionally it meant a phone call, but usually the clinics used were 'bona fide' and the paperwork was familiar. The fun part was that we got to check out the guys as they arrived!
Within half an hour the first guy arrived. Jake was six foot plus, muscular, with dark brown hair and brown eyes, not my type but handsome.
Alan arrived next, dirty blond hair, stocky, with a lovely smile. Tempting!
Rufus and Gayle arrived together, both black guys, Rufus with dreadlocks, Gayle with a shaved head, they were definitely my type, dark and foreboding.
Finally, Robby and Jules arrived, both looked incredibly young, but their papers showed they were both nineteen.
There were meant to be seven guys, but one had cried off, which, apparently, was not unusual.
Once they were all checked out, they relaxed in the lounge, and David arrived to brief them all. It was at that point that Jan offered them sildenafil tablets, and without exception they all took them. Strangely my body was reacting in anticipation.
Separately, Tatiana had been in the make up room with Viv. When she entered the lounge, dressed in a satin robe, there was almost an audible intake of breath from the six guys. She was tall, blonde, with 38dd boobs, and broad hips. Even I had to conceal my appreciative sigh.
David introduced her to everyone, and then proceeded to outline the storyline, which was pretty rudimentary. Basically five of the guys are sitting around a lounge set, relaxing and chatting. Tatiana, dressed in skimpy dress, thong, and heels, is brought in by the other guy and introduced, and then two of them undress her and the sex begins.
I was watching Tatiana's face, because I knew that before the action began, she would have a five minute interview, on camera, where she would be asked about what was coming up.
When David had briefed everyone, he took Tatiana into a small studio, beckoning me to follow. Tatiana slipped off her bathrobe, revealing her red, skin tight, jersey dress, nipples hard against the fabric, and she sat upright, on the high stool in front of the camera.
"So are you looking forward to making this video?"
"I've had threesomes, and I've always wanted to try more," replied Tatiana, in her broken English. She continued, "I find I can orgasm easily, so I'm waiting to see if many men can give me lots." She laughed nervously.
"You realise that you will be videoed from every conceivable angle, and you and the men will be 'directed' if we need you to change position etc."
"Yes that was explained to me."
"If there's anything that happens that you're not happy with, we will stop." David was calm and reassuring. "So are you ready?"
"Yes, let's go."
I'm not sure how Tatiana was feeling inside, but my mouth was dry with excitement. I followed her, and David back out to where everyone else was gathered. Five of the men were sent into the studio set, and got seated on the sofas and chairs. Jared and Jack were already in there with their cameras and lights. Viv was there too, and we exchanged a nod.
As soon as David had checked that everyone knew how it would all begin, the action started.
Alan, the blond guy, brought Tatiana into the studio, his arm around her waist, and giggling, she sat down between him and Rufus on the sofa. All of the guys were muttering appreciatively of Tatiana, and how she looked. Rufus immediately started to stroke her thighs, and his hand slid upwards revealing her pussy, barely covered by her thong. Alan had pulled the top of her jersey dress down, and began to suck at first one breast, and then the other.
Tatiana was rubbing Rufus's cock through his trousers, and it looked rather large. She quickly slid to her knees on the floor and unzipped him. His black cock raised itself, and my mouth must have been dropping open in surprise. As Tatiana took it into her mouth, Alan had followed her onto the floor behind her, and had stripped off her dress, and pulled off her thong, until she was entirely naked. As she bent over Rufus's cock, her head bobbing up and down, Alan slid his cock inside her pussy.
Jared's camera was concentrating on Tatiana sucking Rufus, while Jack was videoing Alan's cock fucking her pussy. Meanwhile, the other guys had stripped off, and were slowly stroking their cocks to maintain their erections.
Tatiana broke off from her blowjob, and was thrusting her hips back against Alan as he pounded into her. Within a couple of minutes she started to cum, her cries filling the studio. Alan withdrew and Gayle replaced him. Gayle's cock was massively thick and when he pushed it into Tatiana's cunt we heard her shout, "Fuck, that's big, oh my god," but then she was pushing against it, enjoying being stretched wide.
One of the younger guys, Jules was now being sucked by Tatiana, as she was getting into the rhythm with Gayle. I guess he was relatively inexperienced, because suddenly he shouted that he was cumming. Almost as though he was trying to prevent the inevitable, he took his cock from Tatiana's mouth, just as he started to cum. His cock was spurting all over her face, as almost embarrassed, he pushed it back into her mouth.
Tatiana finished swallowing the semen in her mouth, and on his cock, and her tongue licked whatever she could reach around her lips, as she started to cum again. Gayle seemed to be carried along with that, as he pushed his cock deep into her cunt, and held it there. From his face we knew he was pumping Tatiana's pussy full of cum.
As he withdrew, the camera zoomed to a close up of Tatiana's dribbling pussy lips, just as Rufus replaced Gayle, and started to fuck her even more speedily. The whole scene had, suddenly, become more frenetic, as first Rufus came, and then Jake took his turn, and made her cum yet again.
I was mesmerised by the whole thing, the studio was full of cries from Tatiana, and the grunting of first Jake, then Alan, and finally Robby, shooting his load over her boobs, as he withdrew from her leaking pussy.
When all of the guys had finally cum, the camera spent some time doing close ups of Tatiana's pussy, and the semen dripping in pools, onto the leather sofa.
When it was over, Tatiana disappeared to shower, and had a final interview with David in front of camera.
"So what did you think of it Tatiana?" he asked.
"Oh my god, it was fantastic, I so enjoyed it, I must have cum six or seven times," was her reply.
"Would you do it it again.?"
"In a heartbeat, I hope so." And it was obvious from her smile, that she meant it.
When David had completed the interview, and all the guys had left, I was able to talk to Tatiana over a coffee. It was a surpring conversation, as I had not expected her to be so frank and honest with me, clearly someone she didn't know well.
It turned out that she was extremely well educated, from a well to do Russian family, but they had disowned her, because of a scandal with a local, married politician. He was linked to some criminal organisations, and she had been drawn into pornography. However, she took the bold step of going to London, and through a mutual contact David had given her a 'contract' to do ten films. The gangbang today was the first.
After we'd been chatting for some time, David interrupted, and suggested that the three of us have dinner that evening. Tatiana looked really pleased and David suggested she and I go on ahead, and he'd be back in an hour or so.
Back at the house Tatiana used my room and showered again. She brought a small suitcase and had a lovely summer print dress. I followed her into the shower and while we were drying off, and chatting, we found we got along really well. I told her about my trial week and when I was undressed she saw my half naked body and what she said surprised me.
"With your body you ought to make a few videos."
She saw the look of horror on my face. "That's how I got here!"
I explained my situation, and how my video was put online, and my teaching job threatened. And how I was contemplating working for David and Chris if this week was successful.
I was sitting on a stool at the dressing table in only my bra and panties, when Tatiana came over and stood behind me. She was naked, and I was looking at the reflection of her boobs in the mirror when she leaned over me. I could feel the heat from her body as she pressed against me and whispered in my ear. "I'd love to make a video with you."
Her lips kissed my neck, and I couldn't help half turning, and offering my mouth to hers. Her tongue jousted with mine, before I turned on the stool and stood up. Her large breasts pressed against my bra which I felt her unhooking and the sensation of her hardened nipples were prompting a similar reaction in mine. I was getting carried along and was finding my body reacting.
Suddenly Tatiana pulled away, looking at me with a sort of breathless desire.
"I want you, but later. David will be here soon."
"Stay the night with me," was my reply. I found myself wanting her too.
Stepping back we heard David moving around downstairs. Quickly we dressed, and went downstairs to meet him.
"Ok you girls, you seem to be getting on well, let's go and eat, my treat."
David drove us to an exclusive restaurant in the countryside, a little way out of Budapest. I guess he enjoyed having other customers giving admiring looks of not only two attractive girls, but the fact that they were with him.
During the meal the conversation changed from just small talk to more work related stuff and what videos were coming up for Tatiana. I went puce when Tatiana suddenly suggested that I ought to have a go at being in one.
"Tatiana you really are terrible, I thought you were joking when we had that conversation."
"Oh, so you've talked about it, you two. Well Lucy has some big decisions to make over te coming weeks. I'm probably going to offer her a job assisting me, but she certainly has potential."
David cast a 'knowing look' in my direction, and winked. I looked down at my plate, blushing even more.
When it came time to go, I felt distinctly awkward when I suggested that Tatiana 'slept over' instead of going back to her flat.
"Yes, of course, you two seem like best 'mates' already. Perhaps there's the promise of a 'girl on girl' video coming up." David chuckled as he paid the bill.
In the back of the car Tatiana lost no time in stroking my thighs and breasts, out of vision of David driving. By the time we arrived back at the house I was so hot, and aroused, that I was frightened there would be a damp patch on my dress.
"Goodnight you girls, don't be too naughty, you need your beauty sleep." David had a smirk as Tatiana followed me up to my room.
As soon as we shut the door we were both hurriedly undressing each other, our kisses taken breathlessly as we stumbled towards the bed.
"Are you sure Tatiana, you've had a long session today, you must be exhausted."
"Lucy I want you, don't worry you will be making me cum in a very few minutes."
And so it was. My mouth moved from hers to the large rubbery nipples now hard and as I went from one to the other I felt her body shivering beneath me. It was a first for me because as I sucked one with my mouth and squeezed the other between thumb and forefinger, Tatiana started to cum. I'd hardly touched her but as soon as she stopped shaking she flipped me onto my back and straddled my face. Her head went down between my legs and I felt the soft but urgent licking of her tongue. I was just as aroused as she had been and muffled by her pussy against my mouth I started to groan out loud. Within seconds I had a completely new feeling, I started to squirt and felt liquid ejecting into Tatiana's face.
We both fell side by side onto the damp bed, I was saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, that's never happened before."
Tatiana laughed out loud, "Oh my god you're so made for porn."
Eventually we swapped into the other bed in the room and fell asleep in each other's arms.
In the morning it was my last day in Hungary, and I was due to catch the early afternoon plane back to East Midlands. David was stopping on for twenty four hours but Chris was due to meet me at the airport, which was cool because I needed to reassure myself that she was happy to have me working alongside her and her husband.
It was with some trepidation I was travelling home, and ditching my teaching career. The past week had been a whirlwind and I'd had more 'sex' than in the last three years. But given the possible disciplinary implications I was happy to make the 'leap.'
Chris was waiting, smiling, at the arrivals gate, and greeted me with a hug and a kiss.
"I gather you've had a very full week?" she said, pointedly. "Well I'm glad you're going to be working with us, you won't regret it."
I wondered briefly about that, as I put my suitcase into the boot of Chris's Audi.
As we drove off Chris seemed really pleased, putting her hand on my thigh as she drove onto the M1. I wondered if she was making a pass, but my mouth dropped open when she said, "How do you like your new car?"
I gave her a very puzzled look, and before I could utter any words she continued, "This is yours, it comes with the job. David's been so pleased with you, that he phoned home to arrange this. He wants you to come round to dinner tomorrow night, and we can thrash out some of the 'responsibilities' and you can tell me what you got up to this week!"
When she saw my face she added, "Oh don't worry, I know what David's like, and I did see him fucking you on FaceTime." I blushed bright red, I seemed to be doing that a lot, but I kept quiet.
Chris drove us to hers, and gave me the keys, and said she would see me the following evening. I drove the long way home, and felt like a princess in a car that I wasn't sure which buttons worked what. But reality struck, when I got in to a pile of letters, bills, and an answerphone that was full of messages. I buried my head in the sand, and ignored everything, pouring some wine, and going to soak in the bath which seemed a good idea for then.
I slept in the next day, and went out for a long drive in my new car, getting some shopping on the way back. I had to be at David and Chris's for 7.30pm. I'd already made the decision to write out my formal resignation from my teaching job, which was sad, because I'd worked so hard to get those qualifications. However, I'd rationalised lots of things, and the company car was just a sample of what was to come.
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