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Isabel was new to city life, having moved to the city just after her 19th birthday, and answered the modeling ad without realizing that many such ads turned out to be porn shoots and brothel recruitment ads.  A statuesque blonde with large breasts, Isabel had the men in the neighborhood drooling as she approached the run-down house whose address was listed in the advertisement.  Isabel had misgivings when she saw that the address was not that of a professional building, but she desperately needed the money, being on her own and with no luck so far in landing permanent employment, so she summoned up her courage and entered the building.  She found herself in a room crowded with two other attractive women and eight men, four of whom were black, two Hispanics and two white.  Isabel was immediately called into a sparsely-furnished back room where a short, fat man sat behind a cheap desk.  The man’s eyes lit up when he saw Isabel, by far the most attractive of the women who had responded to the ad.  His eyes surveyed the body he planned shortly to bend to his will, paying particular attention to the huge tits straining against the too-tight blouse Isabel had chosen to wear that day.  Despite the magnificent massiveness of her breasts, Isabel had opted not to wear a bra, as she was looking for any advantage she could gain in competing for the modeling job.  Mission accomplished; but, she was soon to find that the “job” was not as advertised.

The short, fat man stood up and, reaching across the desk, offered his hand to Isabel, introducing himself, “Hello, my name is Artie; would you be seated, please”  Isabel shook his hand, giving her name as she did so, and then sat down--as did Artie.  Artie, sensing an opportunity, told Isabel an obvious lie “Listen, Doll, we’ve already filled all of the modeling positions we had.  But, if you are interested, we are looking for some extras to fill out our cast list for a soft-core porn video we are shooting, and the money is much better than the modeling job would have paid.  There is just a little bit of simple dialog.  All we really would want from you is your good looks and some nudity.  What do you say”

Isabel hesitated, but considering her financial straits, she did not see many options.  “No actual sexual activity, right  Just some nude shots” she asked.

Artie replied, “We just want to show those magnificent titties, and we’ll pose you so that the camera angles look like you’re screwing.  This is soft-core, so full-on sex is not needed.”  Artie wasn’t lying about this; his original intent was a soft-core shoot.

Isabel considered for another moment  “How much money are we talking about, here”

Artie “Your hot looks will triple sales; we’d offer $2000 for a couple of hours’ work.  And, we’ll pay up front in cash, so it’s tax-free.”  Artie knew from experience that that particular phrasing made the offer sound irresistible; it certainly worked on Isabel.

“I guess I can’t pass up a deal like that.” she replied uncertainly.

“Fantastic!” Artie said, counting out 20 $100 bills from a lockbox he pulled out of a desk drawer.  “I have enough talent, now, so give me a few minutes to get the cameras running, and then we’ll get started.” 

Ten minutes later, Isabel had already been filmed stripping, and was naked on a cheap bed in a back bedroom of the house, legs spread, with one of the white guys lying on top of her, his erect 6-inch cock trapped between their bellies, simulating full-on sex.  Artie had a stationary video camera on a tripod and a hand-held camera that he was using to get the action from angles that concealed the lack of full-on sexual penetration.  He wasn’t satisfied, though; he knew that if he could get Isabel to go all the way, the video would really sell.  He also knew that he had to get Isabel into a receptive state of mind, and time the offer just right.  He crept up beside the guy who was humping away above Isabel on the bed, and whispered instructions into the guy’s ear.  The white man nodded, and adjusted the angle of his cock so that it would rub against Isabel’s clitoris each time he humped forward.  Isabel gasped at the sudden stimulation, and her pulse quickened with each thrust of the hot penis against her button.  Artie watched intently, gauging her sexual response.  He waited as the stimulation brought her closer and closer to orgasmic release.  When he knew Isabel’s mind was clouded by pre-orgasmic lust, he made his pitch double the money if she would allow the guys to penetrate and make an x-rated porno tape.

Isabel could barely think as her sexual ecstasy climbed, but she knew she was not on birth control of any kind, and she did not know if these guys were diseased.  “Must…use…condom.” she gasped.

Artie was thrilled, but needed to be sure she meant it.  “Are you agreeing to full-on sex  With all these guys” he asked.

“With…rubbers.” Isabel agreed.

Artie grabbed a condom and threw it to the guy still humping at Isabel, and the guy paused briefly to fumble the package open and roll the condom over his straining cock.  As soon as the condom was on, he plowed into Isabel’s cunt with great enthusiasm, driving Isabel closer to an orgasm with Artie filming everything from the most obscene angle he could find.  The poor humper lasted less than a minute, howling as he filled the condom with his discharge.  He pulled out and backed off, letting one of the Hispanics have their turn with Isabel.  The Hispanic gasped as he entered Isabel’s tight sheath; he had never felt such a tight pussy.  Isabel’s orgasm, delayed while her fuckers were switching over, now crashed over her with a vengeance, causing her cunt walls to ripple against the Hispanic’s large 7-inch cock as she moaned in ecstasy.  Now, the Hispanic guy groaned anew as he humped faster and faster.  Artie was glad he had more guys here; he could see that this guy was not going to last long.  Sure enough, 4 minutes later the Hispanic was pulling out and discarding his overloaded condom, leaving Isabel gasping as she approached her second orgasm.

The two largest blacks approached now, one of them jamming his cock into Isabel’s mouth for a blow job, the other preparing to enter Isabel’s pussy.  Inspiration struck the black approaching Isabel’s pussy.  As he rubbed his bare black 9-inch trouser monster against Isabel’s clitoris, he told her he had had a vasectomy, and had been tested for VD the prior week and was clean.  How about he fuck her bareback 

Isabel, seconds from a mind-blowing orgasm, screamed, “Just fuck me, already!”  The unsheathed black cock plowed into her, stretching her pussy as it penetrated deeper into her than she had thought possible.  If Isabel had been more clear-headed, she would have questioned his claims; although the VD claim was true, the black had never had a vasectomy, and was excited about the possibility of knocking up this unsuspecting white woman.  Artie also knew that the vasectomy story was bullshit, and wanted to make sure he got the withdrawal shot on video; he hoped Isabel’s pussy really gushed with sperm.  Artie would not be disappointed; in moments, the black’s humping ass froze in mid-hump, his balls pressed tight against Isabel as they pumped his baby batter as deep in Isabel as humanly possible.  Meanwhile, Isabel had finally reached her second orgasm of the evening, moaning loudly as her pussy spasmed, drawing the dangerous man-juice to her twitching, unprotected cervix, and up into her womb.  When the black finally quit groaning and pulled out, gobs of semen followed his cock, running out of Isabel’s pussy crack onto the sheets below.  Artie barely managed to capture the moment on video before another black moved in to fill the void.

Meanwhile, the black man at Isabel’s mouth had been slamming his cock down her throat, his balls bouncing against her nose as he deep-fucked Isabel’s oral passage.  Isabel, still reeling from the aftershocks of her intense orgasm and unable to see beyond the cock plowing into her throat, was not even aware that there had been a change in riders at her cunt.  The new bare black fuck stick in her pussy soon had her well on her way to orgasm number three.  This guy would not be asking permission or forgiveness. 

The black cock in her throat swelled, and Isabel coughed and sputtered as the huge organ pumped more cum than her little mouth could handle.  She tried to swallow as fast as she could, a defensive reflex to prevent herself from drowning in the viscous sperm, but some of the cum bubbled out around the base of the still-plunging cock, running down her cheeks and into her hair.  Even as the black pole plunged down Isabel’s throat one last time, and held there for a moment to drain the last couple shots of fuck juice directly down her throat, the cock in her pussy unleashed a massive batch of fresh baby-seeds deep within her.  Her third orgasm, delayed by the momentary lack of oxygen resulting from the cock ensheathed in her throat, crashed over Isabel the moment the cock withdrew from her mouth, allowing her to finally inhale deeply.  Cum and saliva still dripped from the deflating cock onto Isabel’s face, and Artie delightedly caught the whole scene on video.

Meanwhile, the black stud in Isabel’s pussy withdrew his cock, a string of cum stretching from its tip to Isabel’s cunt before the cum-string finally broke, dropping to the already well-soiled mattress.  Isabel never realized that this was the second black man to drop his sperm-load into her unprotected pussy.

Now, the second Hispanic stepped forward.  Taking his cue from the earlier black man, he told Isabel that he, too, had had a vasectomy.  Isabel, still nearly delirious from the mind-blowing orgasms, simply nodded her head and let him plow into her pussy completely uncovered, wrapping her arms around him as he began plowing into her.  His pistoning rod drove the black men’s cum deeper into her womb, using their loads to lubricate his rapid plow-fest.  As with the other pussy-fuckers, his orgasm came quickly, the circumstances of the fuck exciting him beyond anything he had ever imagined.  He pressed his balls against Isabel’s ass as they jumped, pumping his cum deep in the abused and stretched cunt-hole.  Although he had not lasted long, he had held up long enough to bring Isabel to yet another mind-shattering orgasm, and her cervix dipped repeatedly into the pool of sperm that had been deposited within her, drawing the multiracial swimmers into her womb.  The intensity of this last orgasm caused Isabel to actually pass out momentarily.

The remaining two men, saying they were not in to sloppy seconds, had already left the premises, as had the other female “models”, unwilling to go as far as full-on porn like the slut they were watching.  Artie didn’t care; he had plenty of footage to cut together a great-selling video or two.  His only regret was that he had not brought some Viagra with him, so that he himself could have a go at the hot bitch on the mattress before him.  He paid off the men who had performed in the video, and they beat a hasty retreat, leaving Artie to look after their worn-out fuck-toy.

As Isabel recovered from the intense fuck-sessions, Artie reviewed the video and counted out the remaining cash he had promised to Isabel.  Ashamed that she had allowed her passions to overwhelm her common sense, Isabel took the money and hastily dressed, leaving the building and the neighborhood as fast as she possibly could.

Unfortunately for Isabel, that was not the end of the story.  As the weeks went by, she realized that her period would not be arriving, and that she had been lied to about the vasectomies.  She could not bring herself to abort the baby, even though she knew it would be an interracial baby, and that she could not support it.  After she took a home pregnancy test and confirmed her fears, Isabel returned to the dilapidated building to ask Artie to help her track down the prospective father, but the house had been abandoned immediately following the video shoot.  Isabel had no way to find the man who had fathered her bastard child.  Isabel found a job as a waitress at a diner, and, as her belly got bigger and bigger, she finally made her way to a doctor, who confirmed that she was pregnant…with twins.  Isabel felt like screaming, as her nightmare got even worse.  She decided she would give the babies up for adoption.