Chapter 2: Taking Control of the Slutty Models

Note: This story was commissioned by n1one!

Jeb Martins

I shut down the chat on the Instagram Live Stream so only mods (which was me) could comment. I should have done this earlier. Why should random strangers get to control the sexy models currently being gangbanged on the runway?

I should get that power.

Don’t ask me why comments typed in the chat caused the models to do whatever was typed. It had started out so innocently with Anastasia coming out on stage to model her swimsuit. She was a tall and busty Nordic beauty. She couldn’t even see the chat, but that didn’t stop her from showing off her breasts and suckling on a nipple.

After that, it had gotten more and more depraved until there were seven models all getting fucked on stage. Alexandra, Zelda, Champagne, Jamie Lanford, Evelyn, Aaliyah, and Martina. They were all out there getting taken hard. Aaliyah rode a cock, her dusky tits heaving. Martina’s big boobs heaved as a photographer came on her boobs. Petite Evelyn had a dick in all three holes while coffee-skin Champagne was deep-throating one cock while taking another in the asshole.

This was so insane. I loved it. I had jerked off so hard, but now it was time for me to take control. Only there was all this shouting coming from backstage. I was in the control booth, looking down on the runway, but I could still hear the designer’s shrill anger. Amandiné was a complete cunt. She was a bossy bitch that never was satisfied. And it was clear she wasn’t happy.

“Make this stop right now!” she cried in her Swiss accent. “Get out there and hose them down! I don’t care what you have to do, Casey! Just get it done!”

“Yes, Ms. Amandiné,” whimpered the poor assistant to the tyrant. I wanted to shut Amandiné up so I could...

Would it work? A shiver ran through me. I bet it would work. I grabbed the keyboard and typed into the chat, “Amandiné will put her bitch-mouth to good use by sucking Jeb’s cock up in the control booth!”

I hit enter. My words appeared in the chat. The only new comment that had appeared. Oh, there were fifteen million unique users watching the Live Stream now, and it was growing. I don’t know how Instagram hadn’t shut it done. It was straight up hardcore porn now.

Footsteps rushed up the stairs. Heels. I turned and smiled as Amandiné appeared. The bitch wore a tight-fitting designer dress of her own make and design. It hugged her tall and curvy form. She was nearly six feet tall, her lips pinched forward into a bitchy grimace as she rushed to me.

“I have to put my bitch-mouth to good use!” she said and grabbed my chair, turning me as she dropped to her knees. She engulfed my dick.

I groaned as the bitch swallowed my cock. She slid her hot mouth down my dick. The pleasure shot down to my nuts. I groaned, my face twisting with delight as she suckled on me. She nursed with a powerful hunger. An intensity.

She never half-assed anything.

I groaned, leaning back in my computer chair and just enjoyed her hot mouth working up and down my cock. She suckled on me with hunger. Her mouth worked up and down my dick with such pure pleasure. I loved every moment of it.

I slid my hand through her black hair while loving what she did to me. She suckled hard on me as another set of footsteps crept up the stairs. I groaned loudly, not hiding the delight I received from my bitchy boss. The designer now loved my cock.

Casey gasped in shock as she watched Amandiné suckle on my dick. I winked at her as I enjoyed the hot mouth working up and down my shaft. She suckled on my cock with passion. I would nut in her mouth.

“That’s it, Amandiné,” I groaned. “That’s what your bitch-mouth is good for. Sucking dicks!” I glanced at Casey. “And licking pussy.” I winked at her.”

She just watched on wide-eyed. She didn’t know what was going on here.

I reached to the keyboard and typed, “Casey gets naked and masturbates to her bitch of a boss finally kneeling and accepting her place.”

The moment I hit enter, Casey pulled off the striped polo she wore, saying, “She’s finally kneeling and accepting her place. That’s so hot!”

“Yes, it is,” I said. Casey wore a yellow bra, bright and cheerful, about her small tits. She reached behind her and unfastened it, unveiling those little B-cup boobies of hers. They had hardly any quiver to them. “Oh, yes, this is so hot.”

I grinned as she unsnapped her jeans next while kicking off her white tennis shoes. She wiggled out of her panties, a pair of pink panties on. She rolled the jeans off and stepped out of them while Amandiné suckled hard on my cock.

Her hot mouth bobbed up and down me as Casey took off her panties, her brown bush dripping with her newfound excitement. Or maybe she’d already been turned on by the orgy. I knew it was an exciting moment to watch. I couldn’t blame her for being so wet, she dripped.

She shoved her hand between her thighs and plunged two fingers into pussy. She worked those digits in and out of her snatch as she watched Amandiné nursing hard on my cock. Our boss suckled on me with passion.

“Damn, she knows how to give head,” I groaned. “I’m surprised there’s something she’s good at.”

“Right?” whimpered the cute Casey as she fingered her cunt. “Besides designing clothes.”

I grinned at her as Amandiné swirled her tongue around my cock. Casey groaned and massaged her tit. She rubbed it back and forth, her body quivering. It was such a hot delight to watch. My dick twitched in our boss’s mouth.

I glanced at the orgy. The models were all gasping as cum splattered their bodies. Zelda slammed her cunt down a new shaft and pulled two men two her. She sucked from dick to dick as she rode a hard cock like a complete whore. The tan model looked so hot.

Casey whimpered, her eyes locked on Amandiné’s hot mouth working up and down my dick. My nuts tightened, so eager to just cum in that hot mouth. I couldn’t wait to spill my spunk into her. The pressure built and built at the tip.

It wouldn’t be long now.

“Suck that dick,” moaned Casey, her fingers plunging into her cunt. Juices dripped from her knuckles. “Yes, yes, just suck that cock. Make Jeb cum!”

“That’s right,” I groaned, my nuts twitching. “You’re about to get a big mouthful of cum, Amandiné. Just a huge load of jizz. How does that sound?”

She moaned around my cock and suckled with such passion. She nursed on me with hunger. I loved how she suckled on me like that. She had such a hot and delicious mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock.

The pressure in my nuts surged toward that eruption point. I gripped Amandiné’s black hair, holding her to my cock as she bobbed her head. I didn’t want her to miss a drop of my cum. The heat hit that bursting point.

I erupted.

My cum splashed against the back of her throat. I shuddered, the heat crashing into my mind. I groaned, savoring that heat rushing through me and bathing my mind in ecstasy. The pulsing blast of rapture accompanied each spurt of cum into her mouth.

“Fuck, yes, swallow my jizz!” I groaned.

“Yes, yes, yes swallow all that jizz!” whimpered Casey. “Oh, god!”

She trembled, too, her orgasm sweeping through her.

I groaned, watching her cumming as I pumped Amandiné’s mouth full of cum. I hosed her down as the pleasure surged over my mind. It was an incredible rush to enjoy flooding her thoughts with my spunk.

“Yes,” I groaned as I fired the last blast of cum into my mouth. “Oh, damn, that’s good. That was fucking amazing!”

She kept sucking at my dick, too. I loved that. I shuddered, my cock not even going soft in her mouth, but ... I wanted more. I wanted to fuck one of the models. Champagne ... She had such a great ass. So I reached for the keyboard.

“Anastasia and Zelda sixty-nine,” I typed just for fun, “licking the cum out of each other’s pussies. Evelyn begs to be jizzed all over like a bukkake whore while Aaliyah wants it up the ass hard. Champagne wants it up the ass, so she comes up to the control booth and begs Jeb to fuck her tight anal sheath. Amandiné now will put her bitch-mouth to good use licking out Casey’s cunt for being such a bossy twat to her.”

I hit enter and Amandiné ripped her mouth off my cock as Champagne rose from the man she rose to rush off stage. Anastasia and Zelda headed for each other, too. I watched Amandiné crawl toward Casey, grinning.

Casey pulled her fingers out of her twat, her eyes widening in shock. “Ms. Amandiné?” I loved the power of this chat.

Anastasia

I knew my fans wanted me to eat out Zelda’s sloppy cunt while she did the same to me. My body quivering from my latest orgasm, I spotted Zelda sliding off a man’s dick, jizz dripping down her chin. I smiled at her.

It was like she read my mind as she headed to me. I stretched out on my back, cum leaking out of my asshole and pussy. My big, all-natural titties swayed. I gripped the piercings threaded through my nipples and twisted them as Zelda straddled over me.

“I know you’ll all love watching us sixty-nine and each other’s cum-filled cunts,” Zelda said and blew a kiss at the camera.

Yes, they did. I could feel them aching for it. It was so wild.

I quivered as she lowered herself to me. She planted her shaved cunt right on my face. Salty cum spilled out. So much jizz, flavored by her sweet musk, poured into my mouth. I groaned and licked at her, loving the flavor of her hot twat.

I licked and lapped at her with hunger. It was so hot to lick out the cum. I feasted on that wonderful spunk spilling out of her. She had such a yummy snatch full of all that salty jizz. She groaned and leaned over, her big boobs piling into my stomach, my pierced nipples rubbing into her belly.

“Oh, yes, this is what they need to see, Anastasia,” Zelda moaned and buried her face into my cum-filled cunt.

She kissed at my vulva. She licked at my snatch. I groaned, loving her flicking her tongue through my folds. Such heat washed through me as she did that. H groaned, grabbing her tan rump, and licked at her sloppy folds.

I gathered up more of that jizz from all the men who had fucked her. She stroked her tongue through my folds, doing the same. I squirmed on the runway, the waxed wood cool against my back. I whimpered, sucking on her with such hunger. I licked and lapped at her with passion.

Just knowing that there was an audience watching as my tongue stroked through her pussy lips sent a shiver through me. It was so hot for the entire world, all my wonderful fans, to see me dyking out on her sloppy cunt.

That would give them such hard boners.

They were jerking off right now to how wild we were.

The moans echoed around us. Flesh slapped flesh. Aaliyah whimpered. Evelyn begged for men to cum all over her body. Martina gasped out as she climaxed. It was so hot as my tongue plunged into Zelda’s yummy cunt.

I swirled around in her sweet and salty depths. What a perfect mix of flavors. I scooped out the cum I found in her. The flavor melted over my tongue. I loved every second of it. This was perfect. Just what I wanted to taste.

I flicked my tongue around in her wonderfully tasting cunt. She squirmed on my face, her hot twat rubbing against my lips as I scooped that wonderful mix of jizz and cream from her snatch. Her tongue did the same to me.

She plunged into me.

Swirled around.

Stirred me up.

I loved eating her out as she feasted on me. We licked and lapped up all that naughty jizz filling up the other’s twat. It was just a fantastic treat. My tongue thrust into her snatch and swirled about in her. I loved stirring her up like that.

She groaned as I did that. I ate out her snatch, just licking and lapping up every drop of cum I could find. It dwindled. I whimpered, wanting to find more as my tongue wiggled about so in my cunt. I fluttered around in her, wanting to drink all the jizz I could find in her.

And she whimpered the way, her tongue reaching deep into me. I squirmed beneath her as we both ran out of jizz to feast upon.

So we licked each other’s pussy.

“Oh, Zelda,” I moaned as she lapped at my folds, her tongue brushing my clit.

“Mmm, Anastasia,” she moaned. “Let’s make our fans so happy!”

“Yes,” I groaned and thrust my tongue into her depths. I danced about in her. I swirled around in her snatch, loving the taste of her hot cunt soaking my taste buds in sweetness. “They’ll be so happy when we’re cumming.”

I latched onto her clit with my plump lips. She did the same. She suckled on mine. We both nursed on each other, my fingers digging into her rump. Her boobs rubbed into my stomach as she flicked her tongue around my clit.

Sparks flared. They sizzled through me as I came closer and closer to bursting with ecstasy. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. I flicked my tongue around her naughty clit. She did the same to mine.

“I’m going to cum,” she whimpered about my bud.

“Drown me, Zelda!” I moaned to her. “Oh, drown me!”

“Yes!” She nibbled on my clit.

Sparks burst inside of me. I bucked beneath her as my cunt gushed juices. A sweet tide of delight poured out of her cunt and bathed my face. I licked at her. I lapped at her cunt, savoring the hot tide of delight that poured out of her and into my mouth.

I drank it all down.

I loved every drop of her hot juices. I licked at her as the waves of rapture drowned my mind. I quivered beneath her, my nipples rubbing into her stomach as she tongued my snatch. I whimpered, savoring every moment of ecstasy that suffused my thoughts.

We quivered together on the runway, savoring our lesbian passion. It swept through us both. It was quite the treat. I enjoyed every second of it. Every last moment of this delight. My heart pounded in my chest. This was a rush.

An amazing thrill to show off for our fans.

“Oh, Zelda,” I groaned. “So many of our fans jerked off their cocks and rubbed their pussies to that! So many of them.”

“They did,” she breathed in me.

Champagne

I suddenly knew my fans wanted me to beg Jeb, the guy running the show, to fuck me in the ass. I wasn’t sure how my fans would see that since there wasn’t a camera up there, but I wasn’t going to argue with my fans.

They knew what I craved. They were just amazing that way.

I left behind the White boys that had fucked me, my body pussy and asshole dripping with cum. Anastasia and Zelda came together for a sixty-nine. I moved past Aaliyah riding a cock while Martina took a cock from both ends. I walked backstage.

Amandiné wasn’t here yelling at me, thank god. Designers thought they were the fucking center of the world, but they were nothing without hot women like me to show off their clothes. Especially the bizarre shit that no one could wear practically.

I moved through the empty backstage and found the stairs up to the control panel. My round breasts bounced while my main braids of bleached-blonde hair swayed, brushing my shoulders. I reached the top floor and found Casey getting eaten out by Amandiné.

That was shocking.

Casey shuddered, clearly enjoying what the designer did to her pussy. Well, who was I to judge? If the bitch got her rocks off eating her assistant’s pussy, then she could do what she wanted. I was just glad she had her bitchy mouth doing something other than yelling at me.

“Mmm, Jeb,” I purred to the guy sitting at the controls. He had his cock out, grinning at me. A White boy with dark hair. “I need you to fuck my asshole.” I dropped to my knees and turned around. I bent over, wiggling my booty at him. “Please, get over here and tear my ass up!”

“Goddamn, yes,” he growled as he slipped off the chair.

“Oh, fuck her ass so hard,” Casey moaned as she ground her cunt on Amandiné’s face.

“I will.” The guy slapped his cock down on my rump. I shuddered at that. He felt good doing that to me. A shiver ran through me. This hot ache swept through me. My heart pounded in my chest. I was so ready for him to just ram into me. “I will fuck her ass hard.

I knew he would.

He pressed the tip of his cock into my butt-crack. I shivered as he worked down and down to my sloppy asshole. He pushed against me. I didn’t ‘need lube. I was so ready to be fucked by him. Just so eager to have his big dick slamming into my asshole.

I shuddered as he drilled against my backdoor. I groaned, my anal sheath stretching and stretching. Then I gasped as he popped past my asshole and into my bowels. He groaned, gripping my hips as he sank deeper and deeper into my asshole.

“Fuck, Champagne,” he groaned. “I knew you’d have an amazing asshole on you. Just fantastic!”

“Mmm, just enjoy, big boy,” I whimpered, squeezing my bowels down on his cock.

He sank deeper and deeper into my anal sheath. I loved that amazing delight of him filling up my bowels. My boobs jiggled while cum ran out of my pussy. I loved that trickle of jizz spilling down my thighs.

I reached between my legs and scooped up the jizz. I popped the spunk into my mouth. I suckled on it as he drew back his cock. I moaned as I savored the salty flavor melt through my taste buds while my asshole drank in the friction of his cock. The heat melted to my sloppy cunt.

He rammed back into my asshole. He buried in deep and hard. I loved how he filled me up. It was a fantastic thrill. A pure delight to have that big dick fucking into my bowels. I groaned, savoring the feel of his dick fucking my asshole.

He pounded me with his big dick. He fucked me hard and fast. He buried to the hilt in my bowels. It was an incredible rush. A thrill to have that huge cock plow into me. I savored the heat of the thick shaft fucking my bowels.

“Goddamn, that’s it,” he groaned. “Oh, that’s so good. Fuck, you have a tight asshole. I love it!”

I did have a tight asshole. “Fuck my cock hard, Jeb! Oh, you’re such a stud. Just such a fucking stud. I love it!”

I savored the way his thick cock rammed into my asshole. He fucked me hard and fast, buggering me over and over again. I loved the way he buried into me. I wiggled my hips, stirring my anal sheath around his cock.

More cum leaked down my thighs. I scooped it up. I loved that flavor. It was such a naughty delight. I gathered more of the jizz as he pounded my anal sheath. He fucked my bowels hard, the heat melting to my cunt.

Another orgasm grew.

Another glorious cum.

I was so glad I was showing off for my fans. I watched Casey squirm, her cute face twisting with delight. She wasn’t hot enough to be a model. Just cute. Like the girl next door. Not the chick you wanted to fuck on her hands and knees while she moaned like a bitch in heat.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck my asshole,” I moaned. “Ram that dick into my bowels. You are such a fucking stud. Yes, yes, pound my goddamn bowels and make me explode!”

“Shit, yes!” he growled, hammering my asshole.

I loved it, my tits swaying as she rammed into me with force. He didn’t hold back. He plowed into me again and again, my orgasm building toward that wonderful explosion of bliss. Euphoria would shower through me.

I clamped my asshole down on his cock, savoring the texture of his thick dick. He massaged my bowels with that hard shaft pistoning in and out of me. I groaned, my bleached-blonde braids swaying around my face.

“Fucking hell, pound my asshole, boo!” I moaned. “Just ram that big dick into my bowels and make me fucking cum!”

“Yes,” whimpered Casey. “Oh, Amandiné, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. I loved that so much.”

“I bet you do,” hissed the designer. “Cum on my mouth. Drown me!”

“Fuck, this is awesome,” Jeb groaned as he pounded my bowels. He fucked to the hilt in my asshole, his nuts slapping into my taint. My bowels clenched on him. “Just fucking amazing!”