GF Asks to Costar in Her Fan Site

“I know this sounds odd, but would you consider fucking my mouth and cumming on my face…. On camera tomorrow?”

Outside of working in porn, that would definitely be an odd request and made more so as it came from an ex GF that I’ve only had sporadic contact with across the last eighteen months. Naturally my answer was yes, but let’s back it up a bit before we get into the details of my Fans Site ex girlfriend.

Brit is 23, maybe 5′ 6″, rolling curvy hips and 34 D’s that are hosts to permanently hard nipples. Her brunette hair caps giant brown eyes and pouty lips. She’s a gorgeous girl with a hell of an adventurous streak. We dated early in college, but I had graduated and moved on to a career and when we last spoke she was one hundred percent focused on finishing school and consequently had time for little else. I loved her drive and encouraged her to focus on school.

We had gone our separate ways with only a few check-in texts still connecting us until the fateful Saturday I received the above mentioned call. It actually started as a text “You have a minute to talk?”

Men hate open ended conversation requests and I immediately assumed there was some sort of drama behind it. I dropped into a comfortable chair with a fresh beer and let it happen. As you might expect, the outcome was far from predictable.

“So, I’m just going to be straight with you, last year I was struggling to focus on school, the bartending job was killing me and the part time cleaning lady gig was just gross, when a friend of mine dared me to start a Fans Site account and let’s just say things have gone well…”

Hmmm… not what I had expected, but a fun twist and if anything it was nice to hear Brits voice. She continued.

“School is great, I’m top of my classes and will graduate this fall, I haven’t served a drink or cleaned a house in months and I have never been more secure.” Shared Brit.

OK, so why am I getting a call if everything is fine? Hang on, let’s see what the sexy Brit really wants. Help with a move? Harm a shitty boyfriend? Ride to the airport? After the first few sentences I had little idea of what was to come.

After confirming I knew what the site was all about, Brit got to the crux of the call.

“So, this is where you come in…” She paused as if to gather her thoughts, or maybe it was courage that needed gathering. I took a swig off my beer.

“I know this sounds odd, but would you consider fucking my mouth and cumming on my face…. On camera tomorrow?”

I spit beer all over myself and nearly dropped the phone.

Before I could answer or clean up, she elaborated.

“I have a client that makes special requests and I film stuff for him. He pays me a lot of money to watch me cum on vibrators, wear nipple clamps and put plugs in my ass. Certainly not stuff I dislike and I’ll be honest, I cum nearly every time.”

My brain was still processing, although other parts of me had already issued their wholehearted approval.

“He recently requested seeing my mouth fucked and a facial, I had initially said no as I do not have or want a guy in my life until after school, but then I thought about the money and that’s when I reached out to you.”

I’m not one to turn down a sexy woman asking me to fuck her face, but doing stuff on camera added a weird twist and I shared as much.

“Come on Brian, I know you like a good blow job, I’ll dress sexy and you get to cum all over my face and then go home, I’m like a hooker that gets paid by other people.” justified Brit.

She was an enthusiastic sexual partner and easily the loudest woman I’ve ever slept with, so my judgement was more than clouded.

“Shave yourself smooth, come over at 4:00 tomorrow, I’ll be all set up and on my knees waiting. Your face won’t be on camera, just your big cock violating my mouth. Oh and don’t cum tonight, save it for the shoot and thank you Brian.”

More things I suspect are only said in the porn industry. I love a twisted adventure and had not been dating lately, so a Sunday afternoon with Brits lips wrapped around my dick was just too hard (every pun intended) to pass up, even if there would be a camera and ring lights.

I arrived in loose pants and a t-shirt, but carrying a duffel with the other clothes she had requested I bring in her follow up texts. Brit greeted me wearing a conservative robe, only the smokey makeup hinted at the fun to come.

“God, you’re still hot, thank you for coming over. This should be fun.” Breathed a flustered Brit.

She led me to a surprisingly large room at the back of her house and revealed her “studio”. It appeared to be very professionally set up, a queen bed, an editing bay and several sets with the obligatory ring lights and a cluttered makeup and toy table.

“I know this is a little weird, but I promise you’ll enjoy it.” We chatted for a bit about school and her new career, she was working out a ton and was even more gorgeous than I remembered and in little time, we had fallen back into the step with each other.

Before long she asked to try out her setup and who was I to say no to that?

“Although I’m only showing your torso and thighs, I don’t recommend looking at the camera, it ruins the fantasy. There’s a monitor behind me that will have a great view of the action and you need to watch your left arm to avoid blocking my face from the camera.” Detailed Brit in something of a mechanical tone as I stripped and stood on her marker.

“Are you ready to fuck my face?” Asked Brit as she dropped her robe and stepped into patent leather heels. The plaid school girl outfit was probably two sizes too small, but revealed white thigh highs, no bra and she had topped it off with the cliche glasses. I just stared as my cock waved approval.

“Do you like the slutty me? Are you thinking about how good your dick will feel in my mouth and how hot it will be to grab a fistful of my hair and cum all over my face?” Asked Brit with a sexy glint I had never seen before. Ok, maybe this was really hot. Brit clicked a few buttons and dropped down in front of me.

“You want me on my knees baby? Kneeling before you with my pouty lips aching to suck your cock? Mmmm, that’s it, you’re so fucking hard, I love the feeling as you slide across my tongue.” And with that Brit had a mouthful of my cock and now only moans emanated from her.

God she was good. Hands rubbing my balls, tongue swirling across the head of my cock and that sexy moan sending vibrations to the very core of my cock.

“You like my mouth baby? Am I doing a good job? Do you want to fuck my face?” Asked a dead sexy Brit with fluttering eyelashes teasing her words from behind oversize glasses.

Probably don’t need to be asked that twice and I grabbed a handful of her hair as she dropped her arms and let me control the action. Slowly at first, in and out of her ruby red lips, then tightening my grip, I pulled her down on my cock until she gagged just slightly. We repeated this move until I was in her throat and her eyes teared, taking with it some of her makeup. Brit made no effort to slow the action, so I kept going.

After pulling back to let her catch her breath Brit moaned “Oh fuck, I can’t believe you pushed your cock into my throat, this is making me so fucking wet.”

Brits hands had been on her pussy since dropping away from my cock and she was furiously rubbing her clit as I used her mouth. Her moaning combined with the visual of this amazing woman had me forgetting about cameras and possibly my own name. It wasn’t long before I was nearing orgasm and surprisingly Brit appeared to be doing the same.

“That’s it baby, I’m going to cum while you use my mouth, do you want to finish in my throat or maybe all over my face, I want to make you feel as good as I do.” Groaned Brit as I pushed my cock back into her mouth.

Makeup was now running down her face and a deep moan was coming from her throat, the vibrations of which pushed me to the edge. I pulled out and with one handful of hair and the other on my wet cock I shot load after load all over her glasses, cheeks and mouth. A week of cum was now splattered across Brits face as her eyes rolled back and mouth was slack through another orgasm of her own.

Brit took me in her mouth and cleaned me off before looking directly into the camera and winking. With that she fell back on the floor, breathing heavy as I stammered to a nearby chair. Both of us were spent.

“That was hot, no one has ever fucked my throat before.” Shared Brit as she lay splayed on the floor, her shaved pussy peeking out from a short plaid skirt and framed by white thigh highs. She pulled the cum covered glasses off, looked directly at me and smirked.

“Did you like it?”

She knew the answer and didn’t bother letting me respond. “I didn’t think I’d cum as well, it may have been too long since I’d had an actual cock in this house or maybe I’m just a slut that likes to dress up and have her face fucked?”

With that Brit rose up, discarded her cum covered glasses and winked again as she walked past me to the bathroom, skipping out of her heels, skirt and top. She exited the room in white thigh highs and little else. Her ass, a sight to behold.

She returned a short time later, face cleaned up and now wearing a new robe. “Ok, pizza will be here in a few minutes, get dressed and grab it when he gets here. I’m going to download from the cameras.” More quotes likely heard only in porn and when did she order a pizza?

As if on cue, the doorbell rang and I threw my clothes back on. The pizza was also paid for and my favorite combo. Today was just surreal.

By the time I made it back into the “studio”, Brit was hard at work editing. Two large screens showed her cock filled mouth in crazy detail as speakers shared sexy moans from all around the room. I watched in amazement as she did a few cuts and a voiceover that explained how she was sad her mystery benefactor could not be there, but she hoped he enjoyed seeing his request fulfilled. Odd, but kinda hot too.

A couple of tweaks, a fast render and she had shared the final to OF. “Let’s eat, I hope he likes it, this guy pays pretty well.” Brit’s sentence ended prematurely as her mouth was stuffed with Pizza and we both dropped into a nearby couch.

We talked about her crazy world, newfound video editing skills and what she could do next for her fans. As she was walking me through the process her phone dinged, she looked at the screens and turned it around to show me. It read you have received a $1000 tip from YourDaddy101.

It was much clearer why I was here. Brit’s beaming smile and look of blissful victory just added to the moment. “So, I’m guessing that worked, now what?”

“That was a private message, to one loyal fan, imagine what’s possible if I broadcast to all my fans? Out of respect, I’ll probably ask if I can share that video on my main page and assuming I can, I’ll keep building on that style of content.” Explained Brit as if it were a simple math problem.

“Do you want to see?” I could only nod in response.

Brit dragged me, pizza still in hand back to her editing bay and pulled up her account. She had countless images of herself in suggestive poses and outfits as well as using vibrators and butt plugs amongst other sexy toys. I was in wide eyed awe. Brit was always the adventurous type, but this was a whole new level!

She detailed the success rate of some of the images “School girl stuff does well, but I didn’t start getting meaningful tips and growing my subscriber base until I started putting things in my butt. My first video of testing nipple clamps did well, too. I’ve done a handful of live events and taken requests from the fans to do stuff too.” Detailed Brit.

The images were sexy as hell and I loved how engaged and entrepreneurial she was with her content.

“So, ummm, would you like to do more? I promise not to show your face, I just need someone I can really trust that can come fuck me once a week or so, maybe tie me up and do some butt stuff if you’re into it?”

Brit asked with a sexy shyness layered over a confidence that few people could muster sitting in front of a screen full of porn featuring themselves.

I kind of wanted to thank our mystery benefactor and nodded a definitive yes to her request.

Brit squealed and jumped out of her chair, scurrying to the closet and pulling out another outfit. Robes and shoes flew about and she emerged in a tiny skirt, still wearing the white thigh highs and now a crisp white blouse and another pair of glasses. Her hair was pulled back and she had the look of a very sexy secretary. My cock throbbed as she strutted across the room setting up the scene.

“Here’s the thing, I’ve gotten a ton of requests for spanking, and have tried some floggers and other toys on myself, but it’s just not really the same.”

I vaguely remembered Brit hating when I spanked her, even just a quick swat would garner a stern look and I suspect my poor poker face may have betrayed my momentary inflection..

“I know, I was kinda bitchy about anything butt related when we were together, but think of this as your chance to exact revenge on my ass for past behavior.” Brit winked and flashed a devious smile that I had seen more of today than in our entire relationship.

I was instructed to put on the suit she had asked me to bring and sit at a desk in the corner of her studio and I did exactly that.

Brit pivoted around the room on towering heels setting up cameras and confirming the results on her main screens.

“Ok, here’s the setup, I fucked up a report and you’re going to punish me for it. Look busy and then spin around as I walk near you, point to your lap after my first line.”

Lights flipped on and Brit exited the room. I did as asked, now kind of lost in my role.

“I’m so sorry sir, I’ll stay late and fix the report, please don’t punish me.”

I almost missed my cue watching the smoking hot Brit strut into the room.

My pointing was followed by her continued pleas for mercy and a nicely acted bending over my knees. I was now well into my own fantasy world as I pulled up her skirt to reveal a naked ass.

“I’m sorry sir, I didn’t have time for panties this morning, please don’t spank me…”

My dick responded before my hand as I laid ten hard swats on her upturned bottom. Each met with a sexy yelp.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry sir, I deserve a spanking, I promise I’ll be a good girl.” begged Brit as my hand impacted her ass.

Now twenty something swats in, Brit had somehow snuck a hand between her legs and was furiously rubbing her clit while grinding against my thigh. Her perfect ass littered with angry hand prints.

“I’m going to cum sir, can I cum, please sir, let me cum, I’ll do anything you ask, oh god I’m cumming.” And with that her legs straightened, her body arched and she let out an elongated moan that likely made every cock within a hundred mile radius, rock hard.

Brit eventually slumped down on my lap as her breathing slowed. “My god, that was hot, I can’t believe spanking turned me on so much, feels like it did something for you as well?” Teased Brit as her body ground into my lap.

She slid to the floor making sure she had maximum contact with my cock as she moved, looked me in the eye and asked “You up for some more?” With an ‘I dare you to say no’ look in her eyes.

I could only nod as she got up, adjusted lights and cameras, all the while casually asking me to stand and pull my cock out. Still in a tiny skirt and heels, Brit had tossed her top off to reveal her magical tits and hard nipples.

“Ok, this is one I have had requests for as well.” As she handed me a hat and handcuffs and turned around. “Cuff my hands together and I’ll please you with just my mouth, pull my glasses off and toss them aside once I’m on my knees.”

Brit dropped down, maneuvered her mouth to the tip of my cock and began emitting that guttural moan I had heard earlier.

She pulled back after a few minutes and asked “I hope I can please you with just my mouth sir, I promise to do my very best and I guess if I can’t make you cum with my mouth, you could probably finish in my ass.”

My god….

With that Brit went back to sucking my cock, deep draws with her tongue doing magical things to the tip. So hot.

Brit pulled back and went to town on my balls and then taint. Her tongue twirling in an unreal way, trying with everything she had to make me cum with her hands tied behind her back. We did this for another fifteen minutes.

I was finally getting close when she returned to sucking my cock and I grabbed a fistful of her hair as I came down her throat.

Brit gagged and swallowed, but never pulled away as I emptied my dick in her mouth. Exaggerated swallowing and gentle moaning mixed with my groans of pleasure in what was arguably the hottest blow job of my life.

Pulling away, she again fell to the ground breathing hard and laid still for a few moments. “That was so goddamn hot, I bet I caught four different views of you cumming in my mouth, uncuff me, let’s look at the video.” Breathed Brit as she rose from the floor.

I undid her cuffs and she promptly went to work. Grabbing my hat, chips from several cameras and clicking away on her computer. The view from behind came up first. Brit on her knees, legs slightly spread, heels pointing out as her head bobbed on my dick and her hands wiggled in their cuffs. The audio was deeply sexy. The next view must have been from the desk and showed her cheeks bulging with cock.

The final view was undoubtedly from a camera in the hat she had given me and showed her on her knees and sucking with a passion that would put most porn actresses to shame. Brit mixed it all together and hit render before looking up at me with that sexy glint in her eyes.

“Let’s get a drink while this renders, I bet I make ten grand this weekend on this content.” Explained Brit as she grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen. She had pulled on a robe, but I was still half ass wearing a suit.

We chatted and had a few drinks before Brit went back to her studio to check her latest video.

“That was really good. I’ll post them across this week and let you know how I do. I’m really tired, do you want to spend the night?” asked Brit.

I pondered her request, my head still in a bit of a cloud after today’s events. Reluctantly I replied. “I have to work in the morning and still need to wrap a report tonight, let’s raincheck the sleepover for now.”

Brit reached up and gave me a kiss that would have revived the dead, looked me dead in the eyes and said “Thank you for today, that was really fun and I definitely want to do that again.”

I stumbled out the door trying to ignore a hard on that just would not go away in Brits presence.

Back to the grind, I didn’t hear anything from her until Wednesday when I got another text “The spanking video did amazing. Can I buy you dinner? Also, what’s your position on Cosplay?”

Not even sure what to make of that, but we made plans for a Friday dinner at a local restaurant.

Friday could not come fast enough and we met at an Italian place, walking distance from Brit’s house. Her body was encased in an LBD that redefined the L part of that acronym. “God you look great.”

Dinner was largely a review of the results of this week’s video launches and a tally of new requests. She had indeed come close to the 10K she had predicted and reviewed the analytics with a business-like tone that seemed to be in direct conflict with the subject matter as well as the hard nipples desperately trying to exit her dress.

“So, you didn’t answer on the Cosplay deal. Is that hot to you?” I nodded, unsure where this was going.

“I have a fun request, would you like it if I blew you dressed as Velma?” Brit asked in that I dare you tone she seemed to use on me far too often

“Come home with me tonight, I’ll change and the setup is you walk in on Velma masturbating and she sucks you off to keep you quiet about it.”

How was this even real? How could I say no? Not surprisingly, we were at her house within the hour. As promised Brit vanished into her dressing room, returning twenty minutes later as a dead ringer for Velma. Short, dark wig, big glasses, orange top, red skirt and orange thigh highs. New to the Velma get up was a pair of very high red heels. I just stared.

“OK, cameras are already set up from some stuff I did a few days ago, I’m going to sit on the couch and play with a vibe for a few minutes. When I say Oh God, walk onto this marker.” Velma, ummm, Brit drew an X on the floor with a grease pen before clicking on the array of cameras and checking herself in the mirror. I was given the camera hat again as well.

She plopped down on the couch, slid her skirt up while messaging her tits through the orange shirt. This woman could be hot no matter what she did, but this made me tingle in a special way. She grabbed a vibe off the end table and went to work..

“Fuck, Shaggy, why do you do this to me, constantly teasing me, but never actually pounding me, I’ve dropped every possible hint, too, Oh God.” Moaned Brit as the vibe slid into her exposed pussy. How was she so wet already?

I walked onto my marker and froze. Not entirely sure what happens next.

“Jesus Christ, how did you get in here Mr. Cutler, shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you’d be home, please don’t tell the others, they think I’m a good girl, this would ruin my reputation, I’ll do whatever you want…” Breathed a well acted Velma as she stood up, dropping a wet vibrator to the floor.

Brit pushed me to the couch and resumed her dialogue. I was probably little more than a prop at this point, but that did not seem to bother my cock.

“Fine, Mr. Cutler, I’ll suck you off, but you can never tell anyone you saw me or that I did this.” Uttered Brit as she dropped to her knees and unzipped my pants. Her hot mouth was soon on my cock and I could feel glasses bumping into my belt buckle. I dared not grab her hair in fear of messing up her wig, but the sight of cosplay Velma sucking me off was a new level of hot.

A few minutes in, she pulled off my hard cock and looked me in the eyes (maybe hat?) “Is that what you want Mr. Cutler? To see me on my knees sucking your dick? Will that help you keep a secret? NO? You want to fuck me as well? Fine, but you have to promise not to tell anyone.”

Brit rose from the floor as I wondered how she dreamt this stuff up. Sexy Velma wiggled around the room tweaking cameras and then bent over the back of the couch “This is perfect, the camera over there will catch my expression. Push this into my ass and then fuck me like you hate me.” Begged Brit as she handed me a butt plug with an orange crystal. The details of which were not lost on me.

I swiveled around the couch and flipped up her little red skirt revealing a once again naked ass. Brit dropped back into Velma “Is this what you want sir? Are you going to fuck my pussy? I promise I’ll make it good for you, Oh god, what did you put in my ass?” Moaned a faux surprised Brit.

“Fuck, I’ve never had anything in my ass, it feels so full, oh god, your cock feels huge in my pussy, I can’t believe you’re fucking me, please don’t cum inside me.”

I started with slow deliberate strokes and was soon bottoming out, Brit’s plush ass providing just enough cushion to keep the crystal in her butt from cutting into me, but I could certainly feel its presence as could Brit who groaned each time I came into contact with it. Her head thrusting back and ass arching into me as well.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum, please sir, can I cum? I’ll be your good girl, just let me cum.” Begged Brit as her body shuddered though what appeared to be an actual orgasm.

I kept pounding away, nowhere near ready to cum. Velma continued her sexy banter and at one point offered up her ass, begging me to not cum inside her. A good fifteen minutes later (doesn’t it always feel so much longer?) I could feel the tingle in my balls as I held Velma’s ample hips and slammed my cock into her. I reluctantly pulled out and with one hand on her hip and the other on my soaking wet cock, I shot load after load on the orange crystal in Brit’s ass.

“Thank you sir, I promise not to snoop around in your library again and thank you for fucking me like that.” Moaned Velma into the camera finishing with her trademark wink.

“Damn, that was crazy hot. I forgot how well you can fuck.” Shared Brit as she rose from the couch and kissed me hard on the lips before sahaying off to the bathroom to clean up. I tucked myself back in and dropped to the couch to gather my thoughts.

Brit returned sans wig and wearing a short robe. A blissful look consumed her face as she again pulled chips out of cameras and shut down lights. “I’m beat, you up for that raincheck sleepover?” Asked a tired looking Brit?

Hard to say no to that and we were both soon passed out in her bed.

Morning came with the smell of bacon and coffee and I groggily made my way to the kitchen. Brit was busy cooking and watching her clips on an Ipad as I poured myself a cup.

“This is crazy hot. Cosplay stuff does really well. I’m not even going to try to unravel why, but it just does and I’ve probably had twenty requests for Velma getting fucked. Next time I think Velma gets it in the ass, too.” Squeaked a far too perky Brit.

I sat down and nursed my coffee as I recounted the evenings activities and watched Brit watch herself.

“I’m off to shop with some friends, you are welcome to crash here for the day if you want, I have one more shoot I’d like to do this weekend. You up for tit fcking me?”

How could she be so business like and sexy at the same time? Such a dichotomy. “Umm, yeh, I’d love to tit fuck you, I’m off for lunch with a couple of buddies, text me later.” I stammered as I stood and headed for the door.

Brit moved in front of me and perched on her toes, laid on another mind bending kiss. “It really turns me on to do this stuff with you, I hope you like it as much as I do.”

Oh, I definitely liked it and spent the rest of the day dreaming about fucking Brit’s firm boobs.

Back at her house, Brit was again adjusting lights and cameras and then knelt in front of her couch and looked at the results on the nearest monitor. “Put those glasses on, strip and kind of slouch down on the couch, I’ll grab some baby oil.” And with that she rose and exited the studio.

I did as asked, enjoying the now nude Brit’s return. She again knelt down in front of me and dropped right into character. “I like it when you use my body to make your dick feel good, do you want to fuck my titties? I’ll oil them up for you so they feel extra good, that’s it, put your cock between them and tit fuck me.” begged Brit as she pushed her boobs around my oiled cock.

“Does that feel good baby? Do you like pushing your dick between my tits? Fuck, my nipples are so hard. This is making me so wet, keep fucking them it feels so good.” Breathed Brit as her body moved up and down, her torso now pressing into my taint adding heat and pleasure to the experience.

“I want to feel you cum all over my tits baby, maybe you need my mouth on the tip to help get you off, mmmfff, god I love your cock in my mouth mmmfff, that’s it baby, use me like a little whore, cum all over me mmmmffff.” Moaned Brit between stuffing the head of my dick into her mouth.

The dirty talk and incredible sensation of her mouth and oily tits was getting me there and I moaned pretty loudly as her tongue twirled across the underside of cock.

“I know you’re ready baby, cum all over my titties, make me your little tit fuck slave.” Uttered Brit as her hand stroked my cock and pushed me over the edge.

I arched my back and shot cum all over her face, neck and boobs as she stroked me and finished with a sexy lick across the tip.

“That was hot baby, I need to cum so bad, do you want to watch as I make myself cum, covered in your juices? Is it sexy to see a woman so turned on by having you shoot all over her titties?” Asked Brit as she eased back, exposing her wet slit and went to town with her fingers, moaning and shaking the entire time.

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to cum, I’m so close, I get so turned on when you use me for your pleasure, fuuuuuck, I’m cumming, ahhhhhhh.” Moaned Brit, her head thrown back and tits arched out, cum dribbling from her erect nipples.

We both collapsed, breathing heavily for a few minutes before she rose, grabbing a well placed towel and cleaned us both up.

“That was super sexy, give me the glasses, I need to see this stuff.” Demanded Brit as she plopped down at her editing station. Within minutes she was scrubbing through shots of her face as I came all over her and then her face twisted in pleasure as she came.

“I’ll edit that later, the glasses worked perfectly. We should dream up some more stuff, is there anything you’d like to do to me?” Asked Brit with that crazy mix of director/porn star tone.

“You know I’d like to fuck your ass, maybe tie you up some more and I’ve always wanted to edge you, maybe make you beg to cum.” I shared.

Brit responded pretty much exactly as I expected and had her hand between her legs before I finished answering.

“I have a remote control vibrator, we can do the edging thing now if you want?” Asked Brit

Who would turn that down? Before I even answered she was resetting the lights and handing me back the camera glasses before grabbing something out of a box and handing it to me as well. Brit dropped her robe and slid into a pair of stilettos, but wore nothing else.

“Here’s the remote, I have some super sexy cuffs that hook to a collar, it shows I’m tied up and can’t stop the vibrator from torturing me, I think you’ll like them.” Brit shared as she rifled through a drawer.

She handed me the cuffs and collar and I applied both. Locking a collar around a woman’s neck was crazy hot. As promised her hands were near her neck and she was largely helpless as she laid back on the couch. “This is a fun one, you could probably fuck my face in these and all I could do is rub your balls while you used me. The vibrator and remote are in the box I gave you. Push it in my cunt and sit in the chair across from me.”

She was soaking wet and moaned as I slid the odd shaped vibe into her pussy. “Oh god yes, I’ll do whatever you want, just please let me cum.” Moaned Brit in what would be a precursor to our edging session.

The remote was fairly simple and had an on and off as well as intensity setting. I picked mid level and flipped it on. Brit twitched and arched her back, tugging on her bonds and spreading her legs wider.

“Oh god, yes, that’s it, I’m getting close…” Begged Brit and with that, I shut the vibe off.

“No, please, please turn it back on, I need to cum so bad, please sir, let me cum, I’ll be a good slut, just let me cum.” Begged Brit as I turned it back up, but on a lower intensity.

“Fuuuuuck, yes, more please, I’m getting close” And I again shut it off.

“Oh god, no please turn it up, you can fuck my face if you want, I’ll swallow like a good slut, just let me cum, please let me cum.”

I turned it up a little and then down, bringing her closer to orgasm each time, her toned legs and abs tightened each time, every muscle in her body seemed to be clenched and she was covered in a sheen of sweat.

“Fine, you can have my ass, you can put that huge cuck up my virgin ass if that’s what you want. Violate me for your pleasure, but please just let me cum.” Begged Brit now completely inconsolable as her main of chestnut hair thrashed back and forth.

Now twenty minutes into torturing her and starting to feel bad, I pushed the dial to full and flipped the vibe on. Brit’s body reacted and her ass rose off the couch, eyes closed and biting her lower lip, she let out a groan that I knew meant she was close.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, please let me cum, I’ll be your little slut whenever you want, tie me up and cum in my ass, spank me, hold me by my hair and fuck my mouth, whatever you like, oh fuck, I’m cumming…” Moaned Brit followed by loud garbled words/groans that I was hoping the neighbors could not hear.

Brit’s body twitched and thrust as the vibe brought her through several well deserved orgasms. Her nipples rock hard and her mouth now forming an O in what appeared to be a permanent state of orgasm.

“Thank you sir, thank you for letting me cum, that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, I can barely breath, please turn it off now.” Begged Brit.

I just watched as her semi relaxed body once again wound up for orgasm. “No please turn it off, I can’t take any more, Oh fuck, ahhhhhhh, oh my god….”

Brits body had again tightened up and her pussy was now squirting as she thrashed around on the couch. I slowly turned the vibe down before, leaving it on just a touch. Brit relaxed into the couch, eyes closed, breathing heavy.

“You fucking bastard, I think I pulled a muscle doing that, fuck that was intense, I honestly don’t think I’ve cum thatmmmmmffff.” her speech ended as I grabbed her hair, pulled her to her knees on the floor and stuffed my cock in her mouth. The edging show had been too much for me and I was rock hard.

Sure enough, the cuffs prevented her from doing much more than messaging my balls as I used her face and just to keep her motivated, I turned the vibe back up to mid intensity. Not sure if you’ve ever had anyone moan/scream while your cock was in their mouth, but the sensation is astounding. I reluctantly eased out to let her breath, but that came with the bonus of the full breadth of her sexy moans.

“You fucker, I can’t believe you turned it back on, but I guess I did promise you my mouth.”

Yes you did my little slut. Yes you did.

I pushed my cock back in her mouth, using her hair to face fuck her and just to keep it interesting, spun the remote up to full. There’s that moan again, almost like the vibrations made their way through her body and into her tongue. My cock was very pleased with the results. Brit’s eyes rolled back in her head as she endured another orgasm.

Her willing throat and active hands had me close and the nail dragging across my taint pushed me over the edge. Using both hands I jack hammered into her mouth before unloading directly down her throat and holding her there for a few seconds before letting her fall back against the couch and shutting down the vibe. Brit laid there, spit and cum dribbling onto her tits and breathing like an olympic sprinter at the tail and of a winning race.

“That was intense.” Moaned Brit as she leaned her head back, closed her eyes and seemed to pass out. After a few minutes we had both recovered and I unlocked her cuffs and collar.

“That was unbelievable, I kinda like edging now, I bet I’ve cum twenty times tonight, my whole body is cramped up and my pussy is still leaking and I’m sure I have weeks of content for my page.” Declared Brit with a dreamy look on her face.

We didn’t hook up again for another few weeks, but I did check in on her media and was actually turned on by watching it. She had edited it into short segments, sharing a piece each day. Her moaning, even digitally transmitted, made me hard.

My world had finally returned to some assemblance of normal when I got the text.

“You ready to fuck my ass?”

Only one way to respond to that and a few days later I was again standing in Brit’s personal porn studio. It had been rearranged and now featured a spanking bench in the middle of the room. This was the type of furniture designed for the user to be bent over and on their knees, torso supported by the bench and had eyelets to secure ankles and wrists. The end result was full access to all relevant holes and a largely helpless user. I stood and admired it, having only seen them in videos.

“Do you like it? I had it delivered last week, but have not really had a chance to use it. I have cameras pointed at both sides, plus one on my face and one on my ass. I have a new set of high res glasses for you to wear as well. We are going to make some serious magic today.” Gloated a very confident Brit.

I pulled my eyes away from the bench to drink in the beautiful Brit. Heavy makeup, wild hair, black thigh highs and easily 5″ platform stilettos with the thick ankle straps she knows I love on her, all wrapped in a see through black robe. Everything about her screamed Fuck Me.

“OK, here’s the scene, you’re going to whip me with a riding crop, leave some marks on my back and especially ass. After that push this vibrating butt plug up my ass, there’s lube on the table. Come around and fuck my mouth for a bit and then if I did a good job, fuck my pussy, I’m sure I’ll be very wet. After that, slowly ease the plug out and push your dick up my ass. Short of the toys, I’m a virgin, so please go slow, at least at first. If I’m begging for it, you can pretty much do whatever you want.” Described Brit and her director’s voice before climbing up onto the bench and showing me where the cuffs were.

She looked so hot, with her ass in the air and heels dangling off the edge of the bench. The padded center seemed to support her well and I would dare say she was reasonably comfortable. With that, I staged, lube, plug, remote control and crop. The crop was a thing of beauty, twisted black leather, easily three feet long with a nasty looking two inch square pad on the business end. I ran my fingers up and down it for effect.

“I’m sorry sir, I promise I’ll be able to pay my rent next week, please just give me a few more days, ahhhhhhhhh.” Screamed Brit as the first blow from the crop slammed into her taught ass.

“Please, oh god please, don’t whip me, I’ll do whatever you want, please anything aaaahhhhhh.” Again Brit’s begging ended with the crack of the crop across her body. I dropped a dozen more marks on her back and ass as she begged and pleaded for mercy. This was really fucking hot.

With Brit still writhing and moaning, I walked directly behind her and dragged a finger down her soaked slit. She was so wet and moaned louder when I touched her, but it was really her ass I was interested in and picked up the vibrating butt plug, admiring its girth and weight. Pushing some lube into her ass and coating the plug, I placed it against her tiny asshole.

“No please, I’ll do anything, don’t put that in my ass, you’ll rip me apart, oh fuck, oh fuck, it’s so big, fuck, oh god, I can’t take it aaahhhhhhhh.” Moaned Brit as the girthy end of the plug passed into her body. The pleading eased up as her asshole contracted on the thinner stalk, but her breathing was still erratic.

I pushed the dial on the remote and the plug came to life, eliciting a scream and then a guttural moan from the helpless Brit.

“What is that, holy fuck, I can’t, oh geeze, I can feel it in my pussy, what have you done to me, mmmffffmmm?” Begged Brit as I pivoted around and pushed my cock into her open mouth.

Hands back in her chestnut mane, I fucked her mouth as she drooled on the bench and gyrated her ass in a misguided attempt to use the anal plug to stimulate her needy pussy.

“I’m so wet, please fuck me sir, I need to cum so bad, just fuck my pussy mmmmfffmmm.” My cock muffled her begging rant and Brit’s surprisingly enthusiastic tongue worked its magic on the sensitive head of my dick.

I reluctantly pulled away and returned to the scene of the anal crime. Brit’s pussy was absolutely soaked. Cranking the vibe up a bit, I placed my palm over her lips, making sure to contact her sensitive clit and put just enough pressure against her, as well as a little circular motion. Brit’s head flung back, her long hair spreading out in a dramatic flair.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming, fuck, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Brit was nearly screaming as the orgasm washed through her body, ending with a tremble in her thighs and ass.

“Let me up sir and I promise I’ll give you a world class blow job, I’ll swallow your cum and make you feel very good, ooooohhhhhhhh.” Once again Brit’s begging was interrupted by activity in her ass. This time I slowly slid the plug out while her whaling reached a new high.