All of my sexual escapades seem to start with the best intentions and before you know it they're out of hand and I'm getting fucked by some stranger in every hole.
This particular event occurred after I'd arranged a hot date with a guy on the internet.
His photo and emails seemed very interesting and I decided to try him out.
We were to meet in a pub for a few drinks and conversation, and then he'd take me dancing to a club.
Almost a proper date I thought, so I decided to make a bit of an effort, but not too slutty. After a long hot shower I styled my hair and put just a little make up on, but you know me I had to lash the lipstick and lipgloss on.
Looking through my wardrobe I thought a nice black pencil skirt, my black Basque with shiny stockings, a black see through blouse over the top and my playboy high heels would give a sexy look but not appear too outwardly slutty.
Once I'd finished dressing, I was quite impressed with the look I'd chosen, except my thong was digging a bit tight.
I couldn't sit all night with my thong searing its way into my pussy; it would affect my decision on whether he was turning me on or my thong was doing his job for him.
Lifting my skirt up to my waist, I looked at how much lace had entered my shaved pussy.
A very good look for a session of some slutty fucking, but not appropriate for a first date.
I slipped the thong off and straightened my skirt, suspenders and stockings.
Something was missing from my intended look.
I looked a little too much like a black widow, so I got old faithful out of the wardrobe and fastened my shiny Red Wide Belt around my waist, adding a splash of sexy colour.
The belt was the finishing touch; it cinched my waist in deliciously, showing my curves to full effect and added a little bit of colour to my sexy garb.
My full ample bosom rested on the top edge of the red leather belt, almost advertising my proud jutting breasts.
A quick twirl in the mirror convinced me I'd achieved what I'd set out to do.
I phoned the taxi company to come pick me up and wouldn't you know it my married taxi fuck buddy was the designated driver.
I climbed into the front seat alongside taxi boy who groaned "Phwoar" when I sat beside him.
I leant across and gave him a little light kiss with just a hint of tongue.
Checking my reflection in the rear view mirror, to my amazement my lip-gloss was still intact.
I leant back in the seat thrusting my breasts forward as I placed the safety belt into its holding slot.
He asked where I was heading.
I informed him that I was off on a date and I told him of the venues I was headed as my date had pre-arranged the whole evening.
Chatting away on the journey to my date, he said if it didn't work out to give him a call on his mobile and he'd make sure I got home safely.
I placed my hand on his crotch, giving his stirring cock a little squeeze, I said
"Not too safely I hope!" licking my lips for effect.
He dropped me at the entrance of my scheduled rendezvous.
I gave him another light kiss and a prolonged rub of his now erect cock, smiled and said I may see him later.
The guy I was supposed to meet was waiting at the corner of the bar.
He turned and recognised me from my photograph.
Smiling he gestured me over.
He gave a polite kiss on the cheek and introduced himself.
A bit of small talk followed as we sipped our drinks.
He was a computer programmer (No chance of being fucked bandy I thought).
We had a few more drinks in the bar and decided to go off to the club for a drink and a dance.
The club was just around the corner and as we walked into the club, the bass of the music pulsated straight to my pussy.
I looked at I.T. boy and thought that nothing will happen with him.
There was no sexual spark between us.
The pounding music was turning me on more than he ever could.
We got our drinks and found a discrete table.
Hoping that he would at least make a move on me, I parted my legs slightly and ran my fingers up and down the long glass of my drink.
Not even a little stirring or half hearted grope.
I asked if he would like to dance, hoping that a bit of body closeness could trigger things off, but he said dancing was not really his thing.
So I told him I was going to dance and he could join me if he wished.
I got up from my chair and he rose from his.
We approached the dance floor and began to dance.
He was right, dancing wasn't his thing.
I'd decided that I should make some excuse and leave.
I nipped off to ladies to reapply lipstick and lipgloss, tidied my hair up and rang taxi boy and asked if he could pick me up in 10 minutes.
Returning to the table I told I.T. boy that I would have to leave and gave him some feeble excuse.
He said he'd email later in the week.
Gulping my drink down, I kissed his cheek and rapidly exited the club.
Taxi boy was on the other side of the road and flashed his lights at me.
I walked across to him, my high heels clipping on the cobblestones as I made my way to his cab.
I opened the door and slid in next to him.
"How was the Hot Date?"
"Not so Hot! Why do you think I'm in your cab?"
"Is that an offer?"
"Course it's an offer you dumb fuck!"
"Are we going back to your flat, because I may have a proposal for you?"
"I'm intrigued! What are you proposing?"
"Promise you won't get offended"
"Do you think your proposal will offend me?"
"God I hope not!"
"Well aren't' you going to tell me?"
Nervously he plucked up the courage and blurted out.
"OK! One of the guys we pick up from time to time works in the porno business. One of the other cabbies told him about you and he was very interested in meeting you. The thing is he wants to put you in one of his pornos!"
"Me! Getting fucked on camera! By a total stranger! I'm not sure about this"
"No it doesn't have to be fucking. It could be striptease, playing with yourself, toys etc. He knows about your pole dancing and burlesque skills, plus the driver told him about all of us shaving your pussy in the office so he knows you're not the shy retiring type. The choice is all yours but he wants to meet you"
"Mmmm! When can we meet this guy?"
"I can call him now if you want and we can go round to his studio now if you like, it's not too far from here"
"A real life stud with a porno cock. Lead the way"
"I'll ring him and telling him we're on our way"
He phoned the guy there and then and arranged to be at his studio in 15 minutes.
A little more conversation took place and the taxi boy hung up his phone.
"He's just finishing off filming a couple of sex scenes, but we're more than welcome to go round if you're up for it."
Taxi boy started his engine and off we went to visit with the porn baron.
The throbbing of the taxi engine was playing havoc with my pantyless pussy.
Rubbing my stockinged thighs together in harmony with the taxi's engine kept my sexual longing at peak level.
I stroked taxi boy's cock all the way to the porn baron's studio.
We pulled into the walled drive of the porn baron's studio.
Taxi boy parked his cab at the front of the building.
Switching his engine off, he turned to me and said.
"If you don't want to go through with this speak up now"
"You must be fucking joking. I'm so horny right now I could burst!"
The door into the studios was already open.
We made our way through the small reception where the guy on the reception waved us through to a door marked with a huge star.
We opened this door slowly and the sight before me almost had me coming immediately. In the middle of the room was a large bed with a woman covered in baby oil sucking a large black guy's cock while a smaller white guy was pounding his cock into her arse.
The woman was groaning heavily with sexual desire.
The black gave a signal to the guy holding the video camera.
The cameraman got close to the oral action as thick globules of the black man's spunk dribbled out of the woman's mouth.
She greedily licked all the come seeping out of her mouth and facing the camera began to swallow every last drop.
The guy fucking her ass exploded his come deep inside her asshole.
The cameraman went to the rear of the girl and filmed the guy remove his cock and all the spunk as it seeped out of her just fucked ass.
The woman scooped the ass spunk onto her finger and licked the come off as the cameraman filmed it all.
Fuck was I horny now, I wanted to dive on the bed and lick her pussy.
I wanted to suck the black guy back to full hardness.
The lights for the camera being switched off brought me back to reality.
The people that had just finished fucking all got up and went out the room.
The cameraman came over to me and taxi boy.
Extending his hand to shake mine he said.
"I've heard such a lot about you and what they've said about your face and body doesn't do you justice".
Nice bit of flattery I thought.
"Thank you for being so kind. What was all that about?" " I smiled back at him.
"Oh some guy we know likes to watch his wife get fucked and we video them so they make a few quid out of their deviant hobby"
"Nice work!"
"So would you be interested in doing some video work? The choice is yours, you could make a lot of money doing softcore, and striptease, masturbation etc or you could make a fortune doing hardcore. How hardcore again would be your choice!"