Jan's Screen Test

Perhaps not as forceful as the first, but to my delight, one that still caused me to squirt again.

Now that my body learned to ejaculate, it was an almost automatic reaction.

I was euphoric with this accomplishment.

Happening twice in succession, I felt I was well on my way to earn the role as a "squirter".

With everything happening, bondage, multiple orgasms, squirting, I almost forgot the filming in progress, let alone Michael and Shane on the other side of the glass wall, watching my maiden performance.

Momentarily distracted by these thoughts, Sir David left my side, disappearing from my line of sight. Thinking the scene must surely be over, I closed my eyes and relaxed as best as I could, still in bondage, but waiting to be released.

Again, I was mistaken.

Soon I felt hands on me again. Opening my eyes, I saw Sir David was now naked. Standing between my widely spread legs, his black cock at full attention, ready to fuck me.

Sir David had a large cock, not quite as large as the monster Shane sported, but still impressive, at least 8 inches long, thick, circumcised but still with heavily veined foreskin.

As Shane had warned, his cock was bare, no condom.

Obviously turned on by me or the work he already performed on me, his cock oozing long strings of pre-cum. Each time a string of this fluid formed and eventually snapped, expertly dropping directly onto my gaped pussy, as another almost immediately formed to take its place.

I had never encountered anything like this before. But then again, this was already a day of numerous firsts.

Besides his large cock, Sir David also sported a huge ball sack. Dangling long and proudly between his legs, each testicle nearly the size of a hen's egg. I could only imagine the amount of come they were capable of producing.

I was soon to have first hand knowledge.

Before entering me, he slapped his cock against me pussy lips and clit several times. The sound so loud it seems to echo thru the room as I squealed in a mixture of surprise and delight.

Having seen a demo of the sound system in the room, I was pretty sure the sensitive microphones would capture this as well.

Momentarily raising my head to better observe, I watched the tip of his cock part my labia. Swabbing up and down my wet slit, mixing his pre-cum with my secretions, lubricating his cock for the task at hand. The purple head found my opening then disappeared into me. As I relaxed, as much as the bonds allowed, he slid the remainder of his cock in a single forceful stroke until he bottomed out.

Now balls deep, his corse pubic hair meshing with my neatly trimmed, but now messy landing strip.

Taking his cock was relatively easy, courtesy of the amount of moisture my cunt had produced, and the stretching from Shane's recent fucking. None the less, my cunt felt full, very full.

Fucking me missionary position first, his cock slowly sinking then rising over and over again. Gradually the speed and intensity of his strokes increased, eventually to the point of slamming into me hard, his hefty ball sack slapping loudly against my ass with each thrust.

Much later, I questioned Michael about this. He told me the the sounds of his body slamming into mine was clearly audible and sure to be included in the recording.

The bondage ropes prevented him from fucking me in most other positions, but he still managed to turn me onto my side, treating me to some additional pounding.

Only now our roles were evolving.

Although not obvious to Shane and Michael, even as the submissive, I was taking some measure of control.

Using my pussy muscles, I gripped and squeezed Sir David's cock to my own liking. I could see the surprised, but pleasured look on his face, but he never said a word.

As his breathing intensity increased, I knew his orgasm rapidly approaching.

No longer just porn actors following a script, we were a man and woman thoroughly enjoying sex with each other. Having given me several epic orgasms. I wanted to return the favor in kind.

With this in mind, I continued using my pussy muscles to grip his cock, even tighter than before, hastening him along to his inevitable conclusion.

I couldn't help but wonder if his script called for him to come inside me, or conversely to pull out and shoot his load on me. Perhaps the choice was his to make.

In the former, cameras would require careful aiming to catch his cock pulsing with each blast, leaving me with a pussy full of cum. After pulling out the resulting cream pie closely filmed, as it drained from my pussy and dribbled down over my anus.

If an external cum shot was called for, some part of my body would be the target of his load. Although I hadn't sucked his cock, I theorized cumming directly into my mouth wasn't out of the realm of possibility.

I didn't have to wait long for my answer.

As I was to soon find out, Sir David was not only known for his bondage skills, but equally famous for shooting massive loads.

Without warning, he abruptly withdrew his large cock from my cunt, taking aim at my face.

Still between my legs, his cock erupted with a powerful series of spurts, each a long thick rope of white come flying thru the air.

His first, the most explosive, hitting me squarely in the face. So powerful, some of it splashing up onto my forehead and into my hair, the remainder running down my cheeks and over my lips.

Luckily my reflexes allowed me to close my eyes before being doused.

Instinctively licking my lips, my tongue scooped up some of his hot sticky seed, savoring its salty texture before swallowing. I humored myself thinking, "This is what a director would be telling a porn star to do."

In total, at least six additional bursts soon followed. Although not as forceful as the first, they were still powerful, hitting my chin, then coating my breasts and stomach. Two additional bursts, the first hosing my clit, the second shot into my gaped cunt, before he forcefully drove his cock back into my steamy hole.

How much come was deposited there, I couldn't say for sure, but I felt his cock throb several more times, balls deep in me.

His pubic bone grinding into my clit, triggered yet another orgasm. By this time I'd lost count of the number of times I came.

As I recovered, Sir David's cock still buried in me, but now deflating, I pondered about the reaction of those beyond the mirror glass wall. Was Michael be pleased and happy, or stunned and upset? Did I give Shane the performance he had hoped for?

All were distinct possibilities.

Also wondered if the script was finally complete, or was there more in store for me.

That question also was soon to be answered.

His orgasm now complete, Sir David unceremoniously withdrew his cock from my cunt, walked over to the attendant, still in the same spot as when we entered the room. I thought I heard him say, "You may now satisfy yourself, be quick, only the face, then cleanup," before he left the room.

"Yes, Sir David," his prompt reply.

Now it was just the attendant and I alone in the room, me still lying on the bench, legs still spread, just as high and wide as when we started. Only now my face and body was now covered in come, pussy gaped from Sir David's cock, cum draining from me, my pubic hair and pussy lips an even gooier mess then before.

I felt as if participated not only in a bondage session, but a one man bukkake party as well.

Charles telling me, "Sir David has given permission to satisfy myself before completing his task." This wasn't a question, more of statement of what was to come next.

Opening his robe revealed a large heavily veined uncut cock, a string of pre-cum oozing from the slit as it barely peeked out from his foreskin.

Holding his cock just above my lips, the string of pre-cum was growing longer by the second. Opening my mouth slightly, I reached out with my tongue, licking up the clear sticky substance before it could fall on my already cum covered face.

This action brought a brief but silent smile to his face. Holding his cock a few inches from my open mouth, he began stroking his shaft. His breathing rapidly increasing, I knew he wouldn't last for long.

"Would you like to come in my mouth?" I boldly asked, then opened my lips wide for him, sticking out my tongue invitingly. Expecting to suck his cock, I was surprised when a stream of come gushed from the tip of his cock, directly between my lips and into my mouth. I guess my words and the show he had just observed, finally put him over the edge.

Like Sir David, the attendant was also a heavy comer. His first pulse, a thick steady stream of cum completely filled my mouth, forcing me to swallow repeatedly. Swallowing as fast as I could, I still couldn't keep up with all the sperm coming my way, the next burst hitting me in the face before I could open my mouth again. This situation was repeated over and over. My guess is I was only able swallow about 60% of his load, the rest hitting me in the face, splashing who knows where, some of it spilling out of my mouth and running down my chin, joining the come already deposited there, courtesy of Sir David.

His urges now satisfied, the attendant began his final task. Using a towel, he proceeded to wipe cum from my face, breasts and stomach. With my legs still spread high and wide, he had easy access to cleanup the gooey mess that was once my neatly trimmed pubic mound and pussy.

I couldn't help but notice the extra time and care he spent there.

Cleanup work completed, he began releasing me from my bonds. First untying my legs, lowering each gently back to the ground, then helping me stand, steading me for a moment before removing the ropes from my wrists.

His final act was to help me don my robe. Turning around he left the room without closing the door. During this entire time he said nothing else. I took that to mean I was to follow.

Leaving the room, the full house lighting behind me was illuminated. I took that as an indication that this scene was a indeed a wrap.

Moments later, Shane and Michael entered the room. Shane smiling and Michael beaming with pride.

Michael was the first to speak. "Babe, that was fantastic. It was so freaking hot to watch. And the squirting sequence, unbelievable. I had no idea you were capable of doing that."

I thought to myself, "until now I didn't either."

Shane adding, "Jan, that was perfectly executed. I told you were made for this, today you proved me right. I can't imagine that my client will be anything less than ecstatic. It will be a prized addition to his private collection."

I thanked everyone for their kind words, but all I wanted to do was shower, dress and go home and sleep. I was physically and mentally exhausted.

But overall, my first venture into the realm of porn seemed to be a success.

Who knows what my next role be?

*note to readers and followers - this may be last of the Jan series. There are more stories to tell, but the lack of comments (good or bad) is very disheartening. They are my reward for the time and effort required to produce a story.