Once you've made what you know to be a kick-ass amateur porno. A movie you know is far superior to the regular fare available on the internet amateur sites, you feel the need to get it to the public and expose it a larger audience. You immediately balance off the risk of personal exposure and embarrassment with the desire to disseminate what you believe to be superior erotica to a wider audience. You want to know your fellow aficionados appreciate the finer arts of your movie making expertise and the efforts of your sweaty, cum-covered starlet. The danger of course, is public exposure leading to embarrassment and ridicule. This is the conundrum I was left with after filming an amazing cum swallowing home video involving a sweaty, greasy cum-smeared slut by the name of Jane.
Jane is a thirty year-old innocent-looking fuck machine, with librarian good looks hiding a subservient personality. She is petite with soft milky white skin, a narrow waist, a plump (not fat) ass that resembles a large peach and large heavy all natural breasts with large chewy nipples. She has the kind of body that makes you want to grab a fistful of flesh and plow a furrow. Jane had just finished an amazing video-taped cum chug and swallow session with me as swordsman not two weeks before. The session and resulting video was incredibly hot, featuring the sticky cum pig's swallow talents on show, milking my cock and balls and augmenting the fresh load with a weeks worth of my masturbated ball slop; all of which she consumed with a cum-splattered smile. I converted the tape into a high quality amateur porn video via editing software on the laptop and burned it to disk, knowing the boys would get a kick out of it at our local poker session. Keen on their feedback, I was amazed and somewhat disturbed by the deafening silence in the room at the end of the showing. Breaking an awkward silence, I threw my cards on the table and asked collectively, 'what do you think?'
There was a long pause until finally Stevie broke the awkward silence and said, 'Dude, you've got a live one there!' I could tell from the stunned silence and uncomfortable shuffling that the video tape had made a huge impact on the assembled crowd and was far superior to the murky hidden camera sessions displayed at our previous parties.
'Is there any way we can meet this babe?' Justin asked. In reply, I suggested that we convene the next poker party at my place. The response was a resounding 'You're on dude!' which made me think the lads were expecting far more than the audio-visuals.
The next day, given the positive feedback from my poker mates, I resolved to continue the 'degrading downward spiral' of my naïve, trusting subservient cum slut. Planning the poker party for the following weekend, I was now committed to pushing the boundaries of my relationship with Jane. Basically, I resolved to see just how far I could make this cum bunny go. I wanted to breakdown the slut's inhibitions and self-respect to such a point that she would fuck, suck and swallow the seed of any man I picked for her. With just over six days until show time, I needed to fully prep the slut, both physically and (more importantly) emotionally.
The physical part was easy; I purchased some 'fuck me' high heels from the local porn shop. With 6 inch heels, I calculated these shoes would accentuate her peach-shaped ass and would give the boys something to hold onto as they fucked her. As for lingerie, I thought about purchasing some and then dispensed with the idea thinking there was no reason to empower the slut, better to leave her fully exposed and vulnerable.
The emotional part was more difficult. I needed her to 'jump' that gap in our relationship between monogamy and subservience to my command. I wanted to farm this slut out, and in doing so, I needed her to willingly open her legs, mouth and labia for any man that I pointed to. Her emotional state was fragile (aren't they all?), so I needed to tread lightly. I needed to tap into her basic carnal urges and totally smash any fragment of inhibition left.
On the positive side, I was sure this slut had a history. Based on her performance to date, I was sure she had a dark past that only needed to be exposed & exploited to get the full mileage out of her. Jane continually surprised me with her depravity. Whenever I gave her an inch, she would take all seven. Whenever I offered her a sip, she would chug the glass. Whenever I suggested a lick on the balls, she would tongue wash my crotch & scrotum and lick my asshole clean. Interestingly, unlike any of my previous subservients, Jane never begged for 'my' sperm when she was close to cumming; she always begged for cum in general; a subtle difference which made me think she had previous experience in group sex and gang bangs.
'Well my little darling,' I thought, 'you've fallen out of the fry pan and into the fire.'
The first step was to arrange the male side of the equation. A series of phone calls and emails made it clear to the lads that it was on for the weekend. The twist however, was that entry to my house the following Saturday would require a full glass of cum. Expecting protests & questions, I explained my previous trick of masturbating daily into a glass in lead up to the weekend to ensure a respectable volume of ball slop for the cum pig's subsequent consumption. I was surprised by the quiet acceptance of the entry fee. Obviously, the DVD screening the previous weekend left a lasting impression.
The second step was the big one, convincing Jane. When you take a risk like I was proposing to do, you roll the dice. On the one hand it can result in the loss of a girlfriend. Any self-respecting woman would say, 'fuck you!' if told she was booked in to fuck & suck six total male strangers. On the other hand, there are subservient women out there with personality disorders and/or strange cravings who will never willingly set up these opportunities themselves; however, once confronted with them, will beg, crawl naked and totally debase themselves to make it happen.
In order to get her agreement, I needed her verbal permission beforehand. I couldn't risk setting up the scene only to have the starlet no-show on me. Lying in bed five days before the weekend, I softly licked her neck and whispered while spooning her, 'Remember when I had you naked in my living room, nuzzling my crotch and I brought out the video camera?'
'Mmm,' she said, 'That was nice'.
'But when I said to you, "that's not all..." You looked scared and shot a glance at the door, why?' I asked, hoping for the right answer.
She paused, and whispered very faintly, '...because I thought you had invited your friends over to use me...'
Past the point of no return, I continued, 'And if I had invited my friends to use you and they'd walked through the door, what would you have done?'
After a long pause, Jane replied in a barely perceptible whisper. '.... I would have fucked them...'
With that reply, I new I had my green light. Nothing more was said. I returned home the next day and phoned her that night. I indicated that she needed to come to my house on Saturday.
