Chapter 1

Looking back, I guess it all happened by accident. Ever since I did my first gangbang video on the pro-am circuit, and then moved out to Los Angeles with my brother Bud as my manager, things just kind of took on a life of their own. I was getting more jobs in mainstream porn videos, but the work seemed stranger every day.

Maybe it started when I agreed to do a three-way with Ron "The Hedgehog" Jeremy and some Romanian guy called "Vlad the Impaler." In spite of his reputation for sleaziness, Ron turned out to be quite a good fuck, and surprisingly clean for someone who was known for his raunchy image. The Euro stud knew his business too, if you get my drift. But the easy part of things was soon to change.

A couple of days after my hot love scene with Ron and Vlad, I got a call from Mr. DeReamer at the studio. What an asshole. He wanted to get into my pants so bad it was almost sad. He owned the studio I worked for, and I had signed a contract to perform for him, but lately he kept escalating what he wanted me to do for his directors, and it was beginning to make me uncomfortable.

Actually, being my manager, Bud got the call. But he quickly passed it along to me so that he could get back to doing Marcy's niece Amber. She followed us out from Chicago to be his girlfriend, although in her case it was also mostly a matter of convenience because she was originally from the San Fernando Valley anyway. She had just gotten her degree in Computer Science but was more in need of a hard cock than a wage-slave job at the moment. And Bud may be my "little" brother, but he's got a 10-inch dick that can make a girl feel like a million bucks, or fucks as the case may be. I should know. I'd enjoyed him myself often enough. For Bud it was like a dream come true. He was balling little Amber almost by the hour, and from what I heard, she did not have any complaints either.

In fact, one day she even came to me and asked, "Gosh, Kelly, what happened to Bud? It used to be he couldn't fuck worth a damn, and now he does me so good I'm the one who wants more."

"Oh, he's been getting lots of practice lately," I told her, making it clear that most of it had been with me. It was true that the boy had become a man in the past few months. I had trained Bud well in how to pleasure a woman. Half the time when we did it I was more out of breath than he was. What can I say? I was getting plenty of sex on the job, but in my personal life I was lonely as hell. Outside of the business, I could not seem to meet anyone interesting. Most of the men I encountered thought I was just a pretty piece of tail and treated me like a slut. I was really getting fed up with it.

Anyway, Mr. DeReamer didn't beat around the bush, so to speak. He never does. He made it clear what he wanted from the very beginning.

"Hello Kelly, I just wanted to say what a great job you did in your last scene," he said, adding, "I have an anal gangbang for you if you are interested, and a real promising opportunity for you after that if things go as well as I think they might."

What the fuck was he talking about? I stalled for time and tried to get more information.

"Um, well, that's a possibility. What kind of rate are we talking about?" I asked. "And what's this about another opportunity? How many men did you have in mind for the anal scene, and can I pick my own partners?"

"Now Kelly, you know that I will always do right by you on the rate. And let's take things one step at a time as for the rest of it," he said.

"One step at a time is fine with me," I told him. "But either we stop bullshitting over the money right now or you can just forget about getting me for your anal shoot, and whatever else you want me to do."

He respected that. I must say, I've always found that a girl has to stand up for herself in this business, but if she does, most guys are usually cool with it.

"All right, Kelly. You're a hot piece of pussy now so I'll give it to you straight," Mr. DeReamer said. "I'll pay you $500 a pop, and you can choose your own studs, but I want you to do at least a half-dozen cocks. And I'll give you a bonus of $3,000 for taking on 10 or more."

Hmm, that wasn't bad. I mean, I'm not crazy about having men shove their meat up my rear, but we were still talking about a minimum of $3,000 here, and maybe as much as $6,000. That sure would pay a lot of bills. And living in L.A. was expensive. Besides, if I could choose my partners, that would make things a lot easier.

"OK," I said. "I'll do six guys. I want Tommy Byron, Peter North, Jonathan Morgan, Randy West, Mark Davis, and... um, Joey Silvera."

"No go, Kelly." Mr. DeReamer replied. "You think I don't see what you're up to? Most of those pricks are way past their prime and are average size at best. You've got to do at least one big black dude who will give you a good workout."

"Then substitute Sean Michaels for Joey," I answered. "Only have him come last. By that time I should be ready for him."

"You got yourself a deal. I'll call your agent and make the final arrangements. What's his name again? Bud?"

"Yeah, and I want him on the set to see that everything goes smoothly," I added. Bud had helped me out of a jam before, and I knew from experience that sometimes these porn scenes can get out of hand if the girl doesn't take common-sense precautions.

Two days later Bud got the call and prepared me for the job. He explained when and where we would do the scene, and said he had even negotiated permission for Amber to come along as a guest, so that she could use her new digital camera to snap still photos for the website she could create for me one day. We would film the action outside, on Monday morning, off a country road where I could pretend to be a hitchhiker grabbed by a gang of bikers. It all seemed like a bit of a cliche to me, but what the hell? Just so long as I could have a blanket to lie on, and a way to wash up afterward, it was all the same to me. By coincidence, Bob the director lived near the set (the lazy son of a bitch didn't want to commute too far for work), so I could go over to his house and grab a shower there when the guys were done with me. It was a good plan and we were blessed with great weather on the day of the shoot.

It was a bright, beautiful morning with the sun shining on the grass when I got there with Bud and Amber shortly before 9 a.m. After picking up my check, I met Bob and said hi to my costars while the director explained how he wanted to do the scene. Apparently we were to get right to the action without any kind of set up, almost like the bikers were raping me or something. That made sense. Gangbangs rarely have any plot or characters to them. The whole idea is to show the woman engaged in totally uninhibited intercourse with as many studs as she can handle... and then some. So I nodded in agreement with that and swiftly stripped until I stood naked in front of all the men assembled to penetrate me or film the sex that we were going to have together.

Quite honestly, I was a bit uncomfortable about the proceedings, and not just because I was about to get rammed repeatedly in my butt. It was a nervous time in general for the whole country, and fear was everywhere since the terrorists had attacked. New York City continued smoldering on the evening news, but it still wasn't like what people said happened in L.A. in the early 90s when the verdict came down in the Rodney King case. "This brought us closer together," they said. "The riots were all about tearing each other apart." And yet the sadness lingered on in the rather dark and bloody pictures we saw on the tube every night, as we watched the madness unfold, wondering what would come next and afraid to acknowledge that love was almost a dirty word in this waking nightmare of a world changed utterly. It was in a new era of dread and uncertainty that I prepared for the devastation of my own anal gangbang.

Even after all the hardcore play for pay that I had done in my other videos, I still wasn't thrilled about so many guys using my asshole as a cum receptacle at one time. I mean, I never did anal in my personal life until I was 18 and Bud took my brown-eye cherry. Since then I had let a couple of the smaller actors do it to me there, but nothing like this. And yet it was too late to change my mind now. Besides, I reassured myself, I had nothing to worry about as long as I relaxed and took it all in stride. I was working with experienced performers, and once I got well lubricated they would know how to hump my cute round butt just right so I wouldn't get hurt. I psyched myself up by thinking about what I could do with the money I was earning here, and telling myself that this could even be fun if I let matters progress naturally.

As soon as I got nude, I noticed that all of my partners were already aroused and excited by the sight of my little 19-year-old body. Every one of them had a hard-on and three of them began oozing pre-cum just from looking at me. That got me turned on, too. I felt my nipples stiffen, and so after walking over to the actual spot where the camera crew and Peter were waiting, I dropped to my knees in front of him as soon as Bob yelled "Action," and eagerly began sucking his thick bulging cock.

Wrapping my soft warm lips around the head of his swollen shaft, I gently licked the underside of his penis and spread my legs wider apart so that a second stud could lay beneath me and get his mouth on my crotch. Moments later I experienced the first thrill of pleasure as Randy spread my tender cunt lips and pushed his muscular tongue deep into my pussy, swirling it around inside my box before then flicking the tip across my glistening pink clitoris. That got me so horny that I immediately started deep-throating Peter, letting the bulbous knob at the end of his thing rub against my back teeth and the roof of my mouth. He groaned with approval and thrust his meat as far as he could down my esophagus while holding the back of my head in his hands and shoving my face into his manhood. I gasped for air and breathed through my nose as I listened to the click-click-click of Amber taking pictures of me performing dirty oral sex acts with the two guys.

From there it felt only normal for me to get down on my back so that Peter could fuck me missionary style for a few minutes before entering my asshole and screwing me from behind. That position also enabled me to suck on Randy's prong and get him ready to stick it in me from below as I straddled him for a hot DP. Meanwhile, I saw Tommy and Mark approach me from either side so that I could jerk them with my hands. I lightly teased and tickled their balls, and stroked their engorged pokers until they almost burst with hot sticky cum all over my pretty tits.

Randy's salty semen was oozing onto my taste buds, and Peter was pounding away at my slippery cervix when all of a sudden he stopped and pulled out of me, saying something about dead puppies to keep himself from coming too soon in my tight wet twat. In a way I was kind of flattered that someone as professional as he is was still having trouble controlling his cock as he fucked me. It was sort of the ultimate compliment, telling me that I was hot and he liked how I felt inside. Believe me, I've done enough porn scenes to learn how fast it gets to be a routine, and I knew he had been with thousands of other girls over the past 10 or 15-odd years, so to make a man like that struggle to hold his cum really was something of an accomplishment.

"Damn, Kelly," Peter moaned, catching his breath and leaning over to whisper low into my ear so that only I could hear. "Your cunt is the best I've had in a long time. You've got juice like melted butter in that sweet pussy of yours. How did you get so good?"

"Oh, I don't know," I told him with a smile. "Practice makes perfect, I guess. You're not too bad yourself. Are you gonna give me one of those famous gusher money shots?"

"You bet, angel," he answered. "But why don't we move on to the anal stuff now, OK?"

That was nice of him, I thought, giving me the compliment and then checking to see if I was ready to have my bottom probed by that throbbing pork sword between his legs.

"Sure," I replied, motioning for Randy to get on his back so that I could arrange myself doggie-style on top of him. As soon as I got on my hands and knees and lowered my creamy pussy onto Randy's pole, Peter mounted me from behind. He grabbed my ass with both hands and spread my cheeks wide apart, rubbing the hard meat of his pecker against my opening, and smearing the slick vaginal fluids all over the entrance. While he did that, I began to bounce happily up and down on Randy's tool, and Tommy walked over to feed me his cock as well. He slapped his organ against my face and ordered me to suck it. I gladly complied.

Fifteen minutes into the scene and I was already airtight, doing a triple penetration with dicks in all of my holes. I rocked back and forth on my knees as Peter speared me up my ass with his big erection, Randy filled my genitals with his knob, and Tommy slid his poker in and out of my mouth from the base to the end. My entire body began to quiver as I felt the first orgasm hit me.

In seconds I was gushing wet cum all over Randy and my trembling insides made Peter explode deep inside my bowels. "Mmmm," I cried out reflexively around Tommy's pulsing prick as I gobbled up his meat and felt Peter's spunk rocket into my rectum like liquid fire burning me with the pure pleasure of total sexual satisfaction. It hurt, but in a good way if you know what I mean. After the first few loads, he pulled his spurting prick out of my ass and creamed all over my bottom and back. And from the amount of sperm he pumped into and onto me, I knew that Peter had experienced something special, too. When he finally stopped squirting his seed on my butt, he gave me to Randy for my next anal penetration.

After I had a few moments to recover from the ride Peter gave me, I climbed off of Randy, turned around, and then mounted him again in a modified cowgirl-style position so that I could slowly sink my glazed white shit socket onto his cock and ride him at my own pace. As his dick drilled ever deeper into my bare bottom, Tommy got between my legs and started shoving his red poker into my cunt. He was rough about it, too. Just when I could have used something nice and easy, he obviously had other ideas. Tommy reached down with his right hand and diddled my soaking clit while at the same time lunging forward and digging his massive tool as far as he could force it into my love box. The tip of his prick slammed against the back wall of my twat and I could feel every vein on the shaft of his thing swell up to give him the strength he needed to ram his rigid rod into my fuck hole so hard. Just as I was getting into it, though, Mark decided he wanted some more of me, as well.

"Looks like you're ready to suck cock, girl," he said, as he straddled my chest, grabbed my boobs, and pressed them together so he could tit-fuck my hooters and then push his meat into my face and pry my lips apart with the velvet soft head of his penis. I tasted his pre-cum when he released a few drops of semen from his churning balls. Mark had an enormous load of jism in his bag, and I knew that soon he would be squirting it all over my insides. Just the thought of it got me even more excited and horny. I couldn't wait. I wanted him to coat every inch of me with that rich, thick spunk in his nuts. However, that would have to wait until Randy and Tommy had relieved themselves in me first.

But that wouldn't take long. I was in sort of a difficult position to pull on Randy's dick with my asshole, so I concentrated on gripping his poker with my inner muscles and milking it to an orgasm in my butt. Tommy helped. As he banged away at my drenched and steaming pussy, I could feel the knob of his iron-hard erection stretch my cunt to new dimensions, and that caused my anal opening to tighten up even more. Ultimately, Tommy's meat made my fuck organ move around and massage Randy's prick through the lining of my lower intestines. I can't exactly describe it, but the effect was incredibly intense. With each lunge into my box, Tommy sent waves of reverberations through me, and in less than a minute Randy was gasping for air and launching globs of his hot greasy spunk into my bottom. The director was disappointed because he couldn't get a good money shot of Randy coming on my ass, but there was nothing I could do about that, in a reverse cowgirl position, with Tommy on top of me. I felt the familiar tickle of a man completing the sex act in my butt, and sucked even harder on Mark in my mouth, deep-throating him in my enthusiasm for the jism I knew that he would give me, too.

I looked up and saw Amber snapping away with her camera, and I couldn't help noticing that her nipples were stiff and there was a wet spot at the crotch of her cut-off jeans. My guess was that she would be jumping onto Bud as soon as she ran out of film. But I didn't have time to ponder that development. Randy had barely stopped ejaculating in my rear when Tommy pushed Mark off of my chest, grabbed me roughly, and started swinging me onto his schlong. In and out, his cock stabbed me all the way to the hilt, as Randy's cum dribbled out of my ass. I yelped with delight as he did it to me like a wild man. However, after only about a half-dozen slams into my pussy, he set me down and instructed me to get on top of Mark in the doggie-style position, so that he could have me from behind, too.

Tommy almost made love to my ass, though. He put his hands on the smooth, slender globes of my bare bottom and started feeling me up, lightly fondling the curves of my hips until I reached behind and spread myself even more for his beautiful penis. Then he began stroking me with it, his meat sliding slowly back and forth in my bung. Tommy cornholed me, building up the pace and rhythm until he was squeezing my buns together to increase the friction and thrusting his pole into the depths of my lovely little rear end.

"Ahhh," Tommy cried out, as he felt the full impact of his thing inside me. "Now that's a tight asshole! God Kelly, you are such a perfect fucking slut. I do love this sweet young body of yours. Tell me, does it feel good to you, too?"

"Oh yes, fuck me hard baby," I told him in my dirtiest tone of voice. "Shoot that hot cum in my ass." And as I said that, he seemed to totally lose control over himself, and he started shoving his organ into me deeper and faster than ever. The sensation sent me over the top and I had another orgasm, this one even more awesome than the last. I was quivering like a leaf in a tree and my spasms of sexual fulfillment sent both Tommy and Mark off in my two holes. Once again I had my bowels coated with a thick layer of spunk from a man's stiff prick. Tommy seemed to have a year's supply of sperm in his balls, and he pumped a massive wad into my rear before withdrawing just enough to come all over my ass. This time, however, I enjoyed it more than usual. I had been with Tommy before, of course, so maybe that made the difference. The only thing I know for sure is that he did something special to me I would not forget.

On the other hand, dammit, Mark exploded into my cunt too early. That meant I would have to go back a step and suck his dick again. Fortunately, my oral talents are such that I had him rock hard in no time. He made me get on all fours once more, and then began penetrating me anally with his rigid fat cock up my oozing slick chute. A shudder passed through my body. This was wrong. I knew it. But I still could not help myself. It felt so good, I just gave in to the moment. Right now, I realized, I was a dick decoration, a fuck toy, and there was nothing wrong with that. I knew I was in control of the whole scene. And to make it even better, I was getting paid for it.

The next act of my anal gangbang was more or less routine. Nothing against Mark or Jonathan, but after Peter and Randy and Tommy, there was not much else they could do to me. I sucked and fucked them. They came on my backside. The usual.

Then there was Sean. I had been a bit scared about this part of it all along. He's the famous homeboy stud with the 12-inch penis. I was well aware of what he could do to me, so I had purposely scheduled him for the grand finale. I figured that by then I could take him because I would already be fully lubricated for the pleasure of his poker in my butt. I was wrong. Even after five other men, I was still intimidated by the size of his bulging cock looking up at me like a one-eyed black snake. I watched as a pearly white drop of jism leaked out of the head of his thing, and I understood at last that I would have to do this any way that he wanted. For the moment, at least, my body belonged to him.

First, I opened my mouth wide and gave Sean the best blowjob I could possibly give to a man. With all due modesty, I have a very cute and pretty face (certainly enough guys have told me so before), and I used those features to my best advantage as I kissed and licked his dripping erection with my lips and tongue.

"Do you like the way I suck your cock?" I asked Sean innocently with my little girl pout and my teeth grazing lightly against his pole. I lifted my clear blue eyes to see if he appreciated the way I gave him head. With that, he just put his hand on the back of my skull and pushed my face into his lap. I relaxed my gag reflex and felt him release another gob of semen down my throat.

"Oh yeah Kelly," Sean said. "You are one fine piece of meat. You're the best white girl I've had in a long time."

I guess I should have been offended by that, but somehow I wasn't. Maybe it was the way he said it. Perhaps it was the fact that his cock felt so damned good in my mouth. But I was actually pleased by his statement. It was really quite a compliment when you think about it. This dude had screwed literally hundreds of the top female porn stars in the business for the past 10 years. To be recognized by a veteran stud like that; well, I was honored to be among the few and the proud and the horny. If anything, it made me even more determined to excel in my anal and vaginal performance, too. I wanted to give Sean the best sex he had enjoyed in at least the past six months. And it was more than just the physical attraction. This guy had connections. He could help me get places. I'm not a scheming bitch, but I also don't see anything wrong with people doing favors for each other.

Anyway, after I sucked his shaft for a while, it was obvious that both of us wanted more. So I stopped just long enough to take Sean by the hand and tug him down on the ground beside me. He got the idea immediately and leaned back so that I could arrange myself on top of him in the classic cowgirl position. Then I reached between his legs, took his gigantic prick in one hand, spread the delicate pink petals of my cunt lips with my other hand, and sensuously impaled my lovely little flower onto his slippery wet manhood.

God, he was big. I felt my box strain with the challenge of swallowing the entire length of Sean's gorgeous, black, monster-sized tool. And it wasn't just the 12 inches of his poker that stuffed me so full, it was the breadth and girth of it, too. The stud's prong was at least as thick around as my wrist, and when I wiggled and wriggled around the base of it, I knew I had never been penetrated so completely before in my life.

The sensation was unbelievably thrilling, and as I began to ride Sean, I leaned over him so that he could play with my perky firm tits and pinch my stiff nipples. I bounced happily up and down on his huge cock, faster and faster, while I teased the red-hot bud of my tiny clit and brought myself to yet another stunning climax.

"Oh fuck, you're gonna make me come!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I yelled so loud that the people could probably hear me all the way down in the valley below. But I didn't care. At that moment nothing else in the world existed for me but the humongous column of flesh that was tearing me apart inside. I started to shiver and tremble as my body was racked by the raw force of an incredibly powerful series of spasms deep within me. "Yes, yes, yes," I repeated over and over again, my pussy melting around Sean's magnificent ebony organ. I must have showered him with my passion juices for at least three minutes before the convulsions in my honey hole finally subsided. It was without a doubt the longest multiple orgasm I have ever had. And it left me drained.

I remembered when I used to screw my dad's friends, Griff and Officer Dan, back home in Chicago. They were good soul brothers. Hey, Griff had balled me so silly I couldn't walk straight on more than one occasion. But that was still nothing like this. What Sean did to me was almost transcendental. It was like occupying another plane of being or seeing yourself from outside of your own body. I was so overwhelmed that I literally fell over him when my sexual peak ended.

There was more to come, though. Somehow Sean had managed to keep a grip on his nuts, and now he wanted to claim his rightful place in my tiny round ass. I whimpered in fear but he said he would take it easy on me, so I thanked him and rolled onto my belly to give him full access to my butt. I was too weak to get on all fours for him. Instead, I raised myself up on my knees, spread my legs wide open, and rested my head on my forearms, facing the cameras so that everyone could see my expression when Sean wrecked my rear with his giant pork sword.

True to his word, he was gentle with me... at first. Once I submitted to him, he got behind me and reached down to finger-bang my puckered hole. My bottom was a mess from all the sperm the other guys had fired into my rear end. Sean added a second finger into my rectum, and then a third. Stopping short of fisting me, he swirled his fingers around in my opening and then shoved them back and forth rapidly to prepare me for his dick.

More tenderly than I expected, he slid his love muscle deep into the farthest reaches of my anal entrance. Sean wrapped his arms around my trim waist and began fondling the twin globes of my knockers once again, lightly caressing my blazing nips. At the same time he started pumping his meat into me long and hard. Soon he was shoving the entire length of it into me with such intense strokes that my bottom grew sore from the friction of the rigid rod he forced up my butt. Unlike my vagina, my asshole was only just so elastic, and I could not stretch myself out any more for the engorged penis violating me sexually.

"Ow, ouch! That hurts," I shouted to everyone in general and no one in particular. I was writhing underneath him, but still trying desperately to maintain my pose so that he could keep going long enough to relieve himself with a massive load of his seed in my hole. Sean grunted like an animal and plowed me with renewed enthusiasm. I appeared to be crying out with ecstasy but in reality I was almost numb from the impact of his repeated thrusting into my rear end. Everything grew shimmery in front of me as my eyes watered. I saw Amber clicking away the last pictures on her roll of film and her face was out of focus. And yet I did notice that she had some cum on her cheeks and streaks of jism running through her hair. She and Bud had obviously been having fun, too. But my only important task, it seemed, was to let my lover ride me like a horse while he pounded my tight little asshole with his great big prick. I even pushed back against him when he slammed it into me especially hard and fast.

"Oh yeah Kelly," Sean said. "You're a good teen bitch, aren't you? You like that black dick, don't you? Tell me, cunt, do you want me to come in this cute white rump of yours? You know what to say, you slut."

Sean was talking like a madman, his words low and urgent, with a tense, manic quality in his voice. However, I was mesmerized by it just the same, and I replied automatically without thinking.

"Yes baby," I swore. "I love your cock. Don't stop fucking me. Dig that dick into my ass. Make me your woman. Give me all of that sweet jism in my hole. Fill me with your seed. I want to feel it on my legs. I want you to make me your girlfriend."

I was babbling crazy shit but somehow I couldn't help myself. And I was about to suffer the consequences.

No sooner did I urge Sean to turn me inside out with his poker than he began doing just that. He had been ramming his meat into my asshole up to the hilt anyway, but suddenly he began slapping my buttocks and aiming his organ more toward my bowels than down into my pussy. He laughed cruelly as I begged him to be nice to me. He spanked me roughly and then lunged against my bottom as he stabbed me harder than ever with his throbbing fuck-pole. It felt like his thing was going to come out of my throat. Sean was tearing me up inside. I was so turned on, I couldn't believe it.

At that point two things happened at once. I tried to readjust my position to give Sean a better angle for screwing me in my butt, however I was worn out from what he had done to me already, and my strength was quickly disappearing. I collapsed onto my stomach and fainted from the intense pain of my anal fucking. The last thing I was aware of as I passed out was a sharp stinging sensation in my rear end and Sean exploding a supernova load of his cum into my body. How long it lasted I have no idea, but I knew I was really hurt. My tummy was tight from all of the stuff that he shot into me, and my tailbone ached from the stress of our workout together.