Yes I Was a Porn Star

Everyone having sex is at least 18. This story is 100% is fiction, I made it all up. Warning: this is a self-edited story. I do use Grammarly to help reduce my ability to murder the English language. Special thanks to goducks1 for his help. Every story is better because of him.

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Chapter 10 -- They're Back

A few days later, it's a quiet Wednesday night. Tina and I are watching a movie on TV.

There is a knock on my door, Kathy shouts, "Steve, it's just me. Let me in."

She has a key. Why is she yelling to be let in? This isn't a night we work out. Something is wrong.

I whisper to Tina, "Get in the closet, call 911 now."

I yell back, "One second, I need to put on some pants."

Tina is immediately in tears but follows my directions perfectly.

I put on my bulletproof jacket, I wait a minute as Tina explains the issue to the police, then I yell, "Coming!"

I unlatch the chain and open the door.

Immediately, they push Kathy into me, and a large knife is following close behind her aimed straight at my chest. Three other guys are behind him with blades, one guy behind all of them, and he has a handgun. I am expecting this. Like they taught me in football, I use the swim method. I use my right hand to push the guy in the side, he is against the door frame. My other hand goes over Kathy's head and comes down hard on the guy's wrist, making him drop the knife. My arm follows through and pushes Kathy behind me and into my apartment.

My right-hand quickly withdraws and then punches the first guy with 150% (adrenaline rush) strength into his ribs. I hear a sick cracking sound from the man. He falls to the ground, unable to continue the fight. The second guy lunges at me. My left hand comes up and knocks his arm harmlessly to the side. After reaching back with my right hand, the second guy gets a face full of fist followed by a quick jab to his windpipe. He goes down. Two guys come at me now. I step into the hallway where I use a roundhouse kick to take the one on the right out, he goes to his knees. The one on the left gets a punch to his wrist, making him drop the knife. He looks at me with fear.

I surprise the heck out of him by picking him up and holding him tight to me. He is now a human shield I use against the guy with the gun. As I step by the guy on his knees, a second kick to the side of the head knocks him out. I am now running at the gunman. He raises his gun to shoot. His only target is his friend. He smartly never pulls the trigger. The combined weight of the guy held as a shield, and I slam into the guy holding the gun.

I hear an oooof, his head hits the steel door of the elevator, both men slowly crumble to the floor. I kick the gun aside. I am ready to hit someone else. My adrenaline is pumping, I have a surge of energy, I am breathing hard. At that moment, the elevator doors open, and two police officers appear with guns drawn. They are pointing their guns at me.

I fall to my hands and knees; my body gave out.

Kathy comes running at me and is yelling at the police, "What did you do to him? He lives here. Why is he bleeding so much?"

Quickly, via radio, they ask the paramedics to come up. Kathy embraces me, I fall on my side.

I say between breaths, "Tina is in the bedroom closet, once they are all restrained, have her come out. One of these is her soon to be ex-husband. The first guy has broken ribs, the next guy may be dead, next has a smashed face and ribs. The other two ran into the elevator door at a high rate of speed. They buffered my fall. The second guy I think stabbed my foot."

They call for more help. The attackers had beaten Kathy; the paramedics examine Kathy and treat her. We don't have life-threatening wounds, they move on to the attackers. None of them are complaining, they are all passed out.

Tina comes running out and at full speed and jumps into my arms with a huge hug. Tina is crying hysterically even though I am the one that is bleeding. She can see the bandage and the blood on the floor. The security guy took a beating and is already on his way to the hospital. He triggered the silent alarm before they got him. That's why the cops are here so quick.

They put me on a stretcher and take me to the hospital. I get several stitches and an Rx for antibiotics. They take my statement at the hospital. The bodies and security video confirm my story, the questioning goes quickly. I am home before the police finish with my sisters. They suspected that Kathy helped them, but there is no evidence of that.

I explain that I killed a guy, I hurt the others, Tina and Abby saw nothing. They kidnapped Kathy to gain entry. It really is that simple, these guys aren't a smart bunch. I press charges, I will follow through at trial. Kathy has endured enough, leave her alone. They go.

I make a phone call to my lawyer. Make a few suggestions, and then my attention is on my sisters. I walk past them and go straight into the kitchen. They look stunned. They follow me and sit at the kitchen table. I pull out milk, chocolate syrup, and mint chip ice cream. Each gets a glass and a long spoon. I make three full servings of chocolate mint chip ice cream shakes. That translates into four glasses worth of milkshakes and three happy sisters. Now we can talk.

I start with, "I don't want to talk about it. One of the perpetrators is dead because of me. Two others, a brother and a cousin, are in the hospital for a while, and I am responsible for their injuries. A cousin is currently in jail. Each of the survivors may spend several years in prison for their crimes.

"Your ex-husband John can't get bail, he broke probation and the restraining order. Tomorrow I'll do a press conference at the gym because I don't want to show where we live. Tonight, that was their shot, and they failed. They won't come back any time soon. You can all resume your lives now."

Abby is defiant, "What if we don't want to? I like spending my weekends with my family. I like working out and taking self-defense. I'm not ready to stop now."

Kathy adds, "I think you'll find Tina and I feel the same way. We like spending time with you, it's the highlight of our week."

Defeated, I add, "OK, after we finish, let's go to bed. We had a stressful night, and I think a good night of sleep is in order. At 10:00 AM I have a press conference. If you come with, bring sunglasses."

Chapter 11 -- Night of Fun

I get a kiss from all three as they file into the bedroom, get comfortable, and then turn off the lights. I set the chain lock, padlock, check the window locks, turn off the lights, strip naked, and sneak into my bedroom. I am ninja quiet.

That wasn't good enough.

Tina whispers, "Steve?"

I give her a shhhhh as I get into bed. Abby is on the left, Tina in the middle and Kathy on the right. I snuggle my way in between Tina and Kathy. Kathy quickly moves over as I spoon up to her. She took a beating tonight, this is her reward. Tina spoons up behind me. I hear Abby behind Tina and Abby touches me over Tina.

We lay there for a few minutes. Silent.

Kathy breaks the silence, "Is that thing going to go away?

I happily say, "Oh yes, in no time at all and he will go away. Ignore it."

He isn't going away, I am picturing myself screwing Kathy. I am primed for a night of fun. I would rather have them thinking about sex rather than the events that unfolded tonight.

Several more minutes go by. Silence.

I am half asleep when I think it's Kathy that starts to giggle as she slides her hand up and down my length. She is just lightly touching it, teasing me.

I say in a frustrated voice, "Careful what you play with, it may spit at you."

Kathy stops touching me. Silence.

Tina reaches around and starts sliding her hand along my length. Her hand feels so dainty, yet it feels great.

I grab her hand, bring it up to my chest and hold her still. Silence.

Abby reaches over and is polishing my knob. I don't believe this. Can't a guy get any sleep?

With some venom in my voice, "Did you three plan this? Is this how you treat your favorite brother?"

They giggle at me, Kathy moves in the bed, and then slowly her mouth and lips engulf my cock head. She is attempting a blow job. Oh, this will be rich. Slowly she inches her mouth over my cock. She does remarkably well. Only one woman has ever deep throated me, that just isn't happening. I am ten inches but also have a nice big girth as well. Not a beer can but more significant than a Monster energy drink.

She gets the entire helmet in her mouth, that is about it. Tina licks my shaft and then uses a long stroke to pleasure me. Kathy uses her tongue on my helmet, and that feels special. Most are just happy to get it in, they don't care about doing anything or pleasing me. This surprises me. Why would she bother? She doesn't need to. Tina wants some fun, but Kathy has me confused. Happy, but confused. Why is she doing this? I didn't ask for anything, this is me trying to please her.

I say out loud, "You don't need to do this."

Abby is the one that answers, "Oh shut up and enjoy."

Did they plan this? How far will they go? Why are they doing this? Why am I complaining, I came in here for this?

Tina kisses me gently on the lips. A slow, gentle, lingering, kiss. Her hands are rubbing my chest lightly, she is teasing me with her delicate fingers. She is distracting me from Kathy who is blowing me. Kathy is giving me a supreme effort. I can't remember someone trying so hard to please me. She has her tongue licking the bottom of my helmet, right in that sensitive area. Two sets of hands are running my length. Occasionally one fondles my balls which is a great feeling.

I warn Kathy in a shallow voice, "You're both doing a fantastic job. Good enough to get me off. I need to warn you. This is going to get messy unless you stop."

Again, it's Abby that responds, "You talk too much. Have faith in your sisters."

It's not long before the inevitable happens. I can feel the fluids boiling, ready to spit out and drown my sisters. They sense it too and are now taking turns sucking on my head. I warned them. I tried. This is typical, this will be my last time with them. They will be shocked, then mad, then furious. They will take a shower and then leave.

However, my sisters don't follow my lifelong script. I have only exploded one time in the last several months. With the tag team action going on, I blow a massive load into Kathy. She pulls her mouth off my head. What the hell? Swell, I will hit the wall.

In a flash, Tina is on my cockhead. What? I hear Kathy swallowing. Tina is taking the second shot. When done she takes her mouth off my cock, and Abby is now on my cock, sucking for all she is worth. They each end up taking two mouths full of my cum.

I am still speechless. My sisters clean me up with a few wipes and then fall back on the bed giggling at my reaction. I think. I mean, how do you respond to something so awesome?

Amazed at the ingenuity, I lay silent. This confuses my sisters.

Abby asks, "Steve, you ok?"

I reply honestly, "I don't know." I pause. "I've had sex probably two thousand times and never seen what you three just did. That was ..."

Tina, "Incredible?"

Kathy, "Awesome?"

Abby, "Spectacular?"

I add, "Unique. Three amateurs just did something that no porn star ever has ... to my knowledge, done. Actors are selfish, we work solo. There is no incentive to work together. In a lot of ways, we're like little children. Everything is about us. To see three women pleasing me and working together ignoring their own desires is nothing I have ever known before. This is what I've been looking for in a girlfriend."

Abby smirks, "We tried to tell you we loved you more than you expected."

I sadly reply, "I see that now. I was expecting more of the same. It's all I have known for two long years. This is new, unique. Very loving. I'm having a tough time expressing myself."

I give Tina, Kathy, and Abby all a kiss on the lips and hold them in my arms tight. We fall asleep like that.

Chapter 12 -- The Press Conference

I wake up the next morning, and Abby is in my face. She is smiling and grunting. It doesn't take much effort to realize the rest of her body is stretching over me, and she is bobbing up and down on my extended cock. She is taking most of my cock which is quite the feat. Tina and Kathy are laying on their chests which are half on me and half on the bed. Their fingers are playing with my shoulders and neck. They're teasing me between their active fingers and two sets of squishy breasts on my body.

Abby has a huge smile on her face, yet all her concentration is on my face. It's like she is trying to read my mind. Is she worried about hurting me? Is she concerned that I have a problem with her being my sister? I lean forward to relieve her fears by giving her a slow, soft kiss straight on the lips. That erases all her worries. All her doubts and insecurities are gone.

Abby's eyes close, she is concentrating on her enjoyment now. She is really enjoying this. No faking or making a point with herself. She is doing this because she wants the enjoyment. Fascinating. I lay in bed enjoying the look on her face. Abby is like a child at an amusement park. The difference is that the pleasure is more focused and not entirely as innocent.

Abby is nearing her climax, she is moving deeper, touching her cervix, moving faster up and down on my cock.

Abby squeals, "Oh my, this is so much fun. I can't believe I am taking most of it. It feels so good. Really good. Awesome. I ... I ... I ..."

Abby screams loud and hard as her body freezes for her orgasm. I have no idea how she responds to a hard orgasm, I play it safe and hold her in my arms. I feel tears hitting my shoulder. I pull her away from me, I want to see her face. She looks embarrassed.

Abby says, "Sorry for not asking. I woke up, and that monster was calling my name. I was so horny from hearing you and Kathy last night. I'm sorry, next time I'll ask."

I ask Abby, "Did you enjoy it?"

Abby quickly responds, "Oh yes, very much. What a wonderful ride."

I reply, "Then there's nothing to be embarrassed or sad about. There's no better compliment than to know I made a woman happy. For the last two years, I've been dating women, and that has not given me a lot of joy. I was desperate for someone, anyone, to enjoy being with me. Never happened, so I gave up on women and started liking bottles of scotch, whiskey, and bourbon."

Abby asks, "Why didn't you climax in me? Didn't you enjoy it?"

I chuckle and hold Abby tight again, "I didn't know if you're on birth control."

Abby is excited, "Doggie position, give it to me rough and quick. I want you to finish in me. I expect spanking, choking, and binding of my arms. I want you to use me and abuse me good. I've never trusted a man enough, I want to know how it feels. As hard as you can."

Kathy seems shocked, "Abby, what the hell? Take it easy on him."

Abby smiles, "He will love this, trust me. I have seen him on DVD, he likes this a lot. Nothing makes him smile more in a movie than doing this."

Abby moves into doggie position. I reach over to a drawer and pull out a pair of handcuffs. I pull Abby's arms back and cuff her. I move some pillows around, and she falls forward on to the pillows. I slap her ass cheeks a few times. Not once does she scream out in pain. Impressive.

I push my cock back into her velvet hole. So tight and accommodating. I get most of the way in. I pull her long hair causing her to gasp in pain and discomfort in the position. Her chest is thrusting forward, flashing her sisters a magnificent view of her tits. They are staring at Abby and her reaction.

I move to a rapid rate of fucking. Abby is moaning and grunting from the great pleasure she is receiving from me. My cock is like a piston at high RPM. I am slamming into her hard.

Now I start my favorite dialogue, "I own you now. You do what I want when I want it. You are my cum dumpster. I'll share you in public and with other people. You'll do gangbangs and get the fucking you crave. You will be marked as mine and have my children. I will breed you like the slut you are!"

At the mention of children, she orgasms, and I give her what she wants, I pump my seed deep into her body. She screams again and wails as I inject my seed into her overflowing vagina. As I pull out so does copious amounts of cum. There is a puddle in the bed. I reach for a towel. Kathy and Tina are cupping their hands to get mouthfuls of cum and then swallowing it. That is very gratifying to watch! I have never seen such wanton lust from a woman as I am seeing here on display right now.

I sit speechless watching the spectacle. Again, it's not something I have seen before in real life, only on film.

Abby is still in handcuffs but rolls over, sits up and springs her body at me, knocking me over yet still is on the bed. Her breasts are smashing my body. She has a crazy look to her, and she reaches down to kiss me hard.

Abby releases the kiss and then yells out, "Fuck that was sensational. Nobody has ever used me like that before. I felt like a real slut, the ones you see online and in porn. I have no defense and reveled in the domination. Then you start talking dirty, and that pushed me over the cliff into a massive orgasm. My oh my, that was awesome. Thank you so much. I love you, Steve."

Then the faucet turns on. I can only assume tears of joy.

I announce, "I need to shower, and we need to get going. I have a press conference to attend. If you are coming with, better start getting ready. We are short on time.

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I read a statement to the press that my lawyer prepared, "This is going to be short and to the point. My name is Steve Schlong. I was a porn star for ten years and retired from the business two years ago. Several months ago, I moved back to Chicago. Last month I saved my sister from an abusive husband. The police can't do much because the laws don't really protect battered wives. Not their fault, it's the lawmakers. My sisters and I joined an excellent gym called Chicago's Gym. Will, the owner, has been wonderful to us and I got back in shape, and with his help, I am better than ever.

"Sammo, here, teaches classes on self-defense. Lots of women take them, and I did as well. I would not be standing here today if not for these two men, they're the true heroes. I did what I had to do, they gave me the ability to do it, and protect my sister. I would encourage all women to take classes now, it's better to learn these skills BEFORE you need them. It just may save your life."

Wrapping up I say, "The three of us will take a few questions."

Reporter #1, "What's it like to kill someone?"

That question shocked me, "Terrible. Every decent person knows killing is wrong. I would have preferred I just injured the man, he has a family. They forced me to act, and I defended myself and my sister. But it is still a terrible thing to do and will haunt me forever. My sympathy goes out to his friends and family."

Reporter #2, "Why martial arts for self-defense?"

Sammo answers with a confident and proud voice, "Martial arts can be done by anyone. You don't need strength. It is great exercise, gives you self-confidence, and in time of need, can save your life or someone you love. Even if it's not my classes, I strongly recommend taking some type of self-defense. As happened with Steve, it probably saved a life of someone he loved. His sister is also quite capable, and that is the beauty of martial arts, anyone can do it."

Reporter #3, a cute young woman, "Steve, are you free for dinner tonight?"

Very inappropriate, my anger flares, "I have had enough sex for two lifetimes. I am not free tonight or any other night. Have a nice life. We are done. The Chicago Police Department has a statement to make, I will hand it off to them, thank you for coming."