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This story is a work of fiction,(even if it does happen to be true) and it
is intended to go well with friction in the right places. It is not suitable
for those under age or over inhibited. You know if this includes you: if it
does, go away. If you repost do it intact with my name on the top. Enjoy.
Copyright 2000, Dot Composer email: dot_composer@hotmail.com
Story: Three in One (mmf, oral, anal, first)
Why did I become a blue movie actress? When I talk to others in the business
I get all sorts of answers. 'It's just something I can do that pays the
bills'; 'it pays better than McDonalds' ;'it's a way to fill in till I get
my real acting break'. Well, for me, it's none of those things. I just love
sex. I love the feel of a hard cock in my mouth, or my cunt, or my ass. I
love to look at the faces of the guys - or girls - while they come. I love
to imagine all the movie watchers getting off by seeing me getting someone
off. No excuses.
I knew when I was sixteen I wanted my life to be filled with sex. I
fantasised about every guy I saw who had tight jeans or a skimpy T-shirt. I
read 'The Story of O' while I rubbed my clit so many times that I could
practically come just from looking at the cover. I even bought a mail order
copy of 'Debbie Does Dallas' and practised giving blow jobs to a banana just
like Debbie.
The first time for me was when I was nearly seventeen and my friend Carole
had her sixteenth birthday. Carole was far ahead of me in the boyfriend
stakes: she had been dating a student called Gerald for months while I had
had only had fantasy dates. Carole would dish the dirt every Sunday after
her Saturday nights with Gerald. I followed her affair from his hand on her
breast (above bra) to his hand on her breast (under bra); right through to
her hand on his cock. When she described the feel of his hardness, and him
shooting come all over her blouse, I knew that was what I wanted. We set the
time - her birthday - and the place - my sister's apartment, since she was
away during the week - and Carole was to get Gerald to provide a friend for
me.
My date was Brad, and a couple of weeks before the birthday, Carole brought
me his picture. He looked pretty good with medium length brown hair and very
striking blue eyes. It was only a head and shoulders shot, so I couldn't see
his body, but Carole told me he was cool looking. I put the picture on my
mirror and looked at it at night when I played with myself. Each evening we
would sit down and discuss the party and Carole used to tell me what a great
body he had and how much I was going to enjoy it. We decided to wear blouses
(easier to take off than T-shirts) and skirts, and Carole gave me
instructions on how to respond when the boys made their moves.
"You have to say no but act yes," she said. "Boys like it more if you show
resistance."
Finally, finally, came the evening. Carole and I were there early. She
looked great: blonde hair, generous figure (not exactly fat but certainly
curvaceous), and wearing a terrific blue number she had as a birthday
present. It was low cut with gold buttons that went all down the front.
"Check it out," she said, twirling in front of me. The skirt was short and
her thighs flashed while she moved. "And, look!" She pulled up the front of
her skirt to reveal no knickers. "I am going to get fucked tonight," she
said. "No more Miss Nice Girl."
She reached for her bag and took out a handful of condoms, which she put on
the table.
"Best give the guys a hint," she said, and giggled.
I was dressed in a white blouse and pale green skirt. The colours suited my
olive skin and dark hair, though Carole said I looked too virginal. She gave
me her bright red lipstick to make me look, in her words, 'a little more
tarty.'
The guys arrived with some beer and wine. I'd met Gerald before, and I
thought he was pretty good looking, but Brad really surprised me. He was a
hunk; looked like he worked out a lot but without the dumb look that so many
jocks have. Carole was very much the hostess, opening the wine, serving
chips, and making small talk. Despite that, the atmosphere was electric. It
was clear that everyone was aware of the sexual tension but no-one knew how
to defuse it. We talked awkwardly for about half an hour, and I had a few
glasses of wine. Eventually, Carole stood up and walked over to Gerald's
chair.
"Do you like my dress? It undoes all the way down, you know."
Gerald stood and began to undo Carole's dress. When he saw she was naked
underneath he looked shocked, and then a big smile hit him and he bent down
to suck at her right breast. The dress fell back on the floor, and I saw
Brad was staring at the revealed flesh. I too stood up and went over to him,
holding out my arms. He pulled me down and began running his hands over me
while he kissed my hands and neck.
Meanwhile Gerald had undone his pants, and Carole was holding his cock while
his hand was rubbing hard between her legs. "I've got to fuck you," he said,
and Carole pulled him by his cock towards the table with the condoms. He was
stumbling, kicking off his trousers as he moved, and tearing at the buttons
of his shirt, while Carole handed him a condom and moved across to the
couch.
Brad took my hand and pushed it onto his crotch. As I squeezed he started
moaning and biting at my neck and breasts. It seemed like the right time for
my banana training.
"Shall I give you a blow job?" I asked.
Brad just about tore his jeans off with eagerness, and his cock leapt up
like a cheerleader's baton, complete with knob at the end. It was certainly
bigger than a banana, but I put my mouth over the top and began to draw it
in. In seconds Brad was coming, shooting come into my mouth and over my face
and blouse. I didn't even have time to suck.
"God," he said, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," I told him, "I liked it."
"No, it's not that," he said, "I wanted to fuck you."
"There's time," I said, "it's still early."
I watched Gerald and Carole across the room. She was lying back on the couch
with her legs almost doing the splits, and Gerald was pumping into her like
a steam train. It looked great, and I could feel myself getting turned on. I
turned to Brad, and ran my fingers over his soft dick.
"If I take off all my clothes will that help you get hard again?"
He nodded, speechless. I stood up and began all the unbuttoning, unzipping
and unclipping that is required for most of us to get out of our clothes. It
was not exactly a strip-tease, but it had the right effect on Brad. He
shucked off the rest of his clothes and lay back on the couch.
"I want you to suck me again and then sit on top of me."
I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. It was sticky and
salty and tasted wonderful. I bobbed my head up and down, feeling him fill
my mouth. I was experimenting with my tongue, licking the head and slurping
around the shaft, and sliding my lips up and down. Brad was groaning again,
until he pushed my head away and told me to sit astride him. I grabbed a
condom and gave it to him since I had no experience of how to put one on.
When he was ready, I straddled his lap and let my cunt sink down over his
cock. Mmm, so this was what it was all about. It was pretty good, but not as
intense as when I masturbated. Then Brad started thrusting upwards while one
hand traced over my nipples and the other flicked softly at my clit. I could
feel the pressure build, and my body just seemed to float into the most
incredible orgasm I'd ever felt. This set Brad off again, and he was
shooting inside me while I watched his face go rigid and all his muscles
tense and spasm.
Brad pulled out and went to get rid of the condom, and I turned back to look
at Carole and Gerald. They were sprawled out on the other couch, and had
obviously been watching Brad and my performance. Carole smiled. "How did you
enjoy your first time?"
"It was great," I said, giggling.
"First time?" said Gerald, "I thought you looked like an expert, especially
as a cocksucker."
I laughed. "I learned it all from 'Debbie Does Dallas'."
"Great movie," he said, "you've got taste. How about the scene where the
girl asks the guy to fuck her in the ass?"
I think I blushed. "I've tried it with my fingers," I admitted. "It felt
dirty but good."
Gerald turned to Carole. "Do you think I should help her lose all three
virginities in one day?"
Carole smiled. "If Leni wants to it's fine by me. I'd rather watch it than
do it."
Gerald looked at me. "Sure, she wants to. All the way, hey Leni?" He came
over and told me to kneel down in front of him. He pushed his cock into my
mouth and began sliding it back and forth.
"Suck me hard, baby. Suck me until I'm hard and wet enough to fuck your ass.
Think how good my prick will be in your virgin ass."
I was excited by the words and the by the thrill of being so wanton, and I
sucked with abandon. When I had him hard, he turned me round on hands and
knees and begin licking my anus and pushing one and then two fingers in and
out. Then I felt his cock pushing against my anal sphincter until all of a
sudden it was all inside, filling me fuller than I'd thought possible. He
began fucking, and I felt a mixture of pain and pleasure - a lot of pain but
enough pleasure to keep going. I could see Carole with legs spread wide
watching and rubbing her pussy. Brad came back in and knelt before me,
pulling my head up to take his cock in my mouth. I was being fucked from
both ends, and the pain was dropping as the enjoyment increased. My body was
a pleasure machine for all three of us, and the spectacle was obviously
turning on Carole. I was coming and coming, and when the guys finally
finished I felt like I'd died and gone to heaven.
Over the next few months I tried most things with Brad and Gerald and
another friend of theirs, David. Carole found she preferred watching or
having me lick her cunt while one or two of the guys were fucking me to
joining in, and I developed a taste and talent for pussy sucking. From there
to adult movies was easy. The men who make it into the movies almost all
have great bodies and huge cocks, so I'm getting paid for getting laid by
the best. I always use condoms except for oral - I love the taste of sperm
and, anyway, who wants to lick latex? - so I'm healthy, happy and satisfied.
I love playing to the camera, as you know if you've watched any of my
movies, and I love just playing.
And I'll always be grateful to Brad and Gerald for that first time.
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