Nathan Stokes, Pornstar Ch. 02

Matt sat back down again, and silence descended over the room. Lauren sat in Nathans lap, directly across from her husband, who was wearing a considerable frown as he waited for the news to sink in.

"Don't raise your voice, honey." Lauren finally replied. "You know I hate it when you do that. And I'm proud of Asira."

"PROUD?! How can you be proud?" Matt was flustered, "she's my only other client..."

Lauren giggled at her husbands frustration, clearly ignoring Matts anguish as she launched into yet another pashing session with Nathan. "Oooh it'll be fun, Asira and I can have playdates... and afterwards Nathan can fuck both of us."

"This is all just a joke to you!" Matt stood up, walking out of the kitchen in a huff.

"C'mon babe," Lauren called after him, "just relax OK."

"Yeah," Nathan rolled his eyes, "it's not the end of the world. She can always get an abortion."

"She doesn't WANT an abortion." Matt yelled back, "she wants to have YOUR baby."

"I don't blame her..." Lauren smiled, "and I'm sure you can find another client."

Matt stormed back into the room, his face red with anger. "Do you have ANY IDEA how hard I worked to get Asira?!"

Lauren waved her finger at him, "excuse me, dear husband, but this isn't our fault. If you weren't such a shitty manager, you'd have more clients..." She stood close to him, shooting him a piercing look. "Besides," she continued, "the only reason Nathan has kept you on as a manager, is because of our history together." She grinned, "so you'd better show us some more respect..."

"You have no respect for me," he flung a piece of rubber onto the kitchen table, "Do you expect me to clean up after you as well as watch you fuck!? You fuck my wife and then leave your used condom in the kitchen? Have I not been humiliated enough?"

Nathan and Lauren smiled devilishly at one another, enjoying the little game they were playing with her cuckolded husband, before turning their attention to the object lying on the kitchen table. It was the used condom, packed full of cum from their earlier fucking session in the car.

"You insisted we use it," Lauren chimed in, "so you can have it back."

"Clean it up!" Matt ordered, his voice breaking as he attempted to assert authority. "Clean it up now!"

Lauren licked her lips and grabbed the rubber from the table. "You want me to dispose of this?" she walked over to her husband, seductively playing with the condom in her hand and watching the cum sloshing around inside of it. "You want to see this disappear?"

"Yes," Matt asserted, "I don't care what you do with it. Just get rid of it."

Oh God, Nathan thought, placing his hands behind his head. This is not gonna end well...

"Whatever you say, husband..." With one motion, Lauren tilted her head back, slowly stretching out the condom and placing her lips around the opening. Matt stood in shock, his eyes the size of saucers as he watched his wife suck the first glob of Nathans potent cum right out of the condom. "Like this?" She teased, taking a long string into her mouth before sloshing it around with her tongue -- coating her teeth and gums with the bright white semen.

Nathan leaned back comfortably in his chair, a proud smile crossing his face as Matt's wife swallowed his cum with gusto. Lauren circled her tongue around the opening of the condom, moaning enthusiastically as her fingers continued massaging the semen down its length. She kept peering deeply into her cuckolded husbands eyes, as she beckoned another man's cum into her awaiting mouth.

"Mmmm..." Lauren moaned, as she sucked more and more of Nathans thick cum, struggling not to miss a drop as the never-ending river of cum kept oozing.

Matts mind was racing, fighting off a torrent of thoughts caused by his wife not only FUCKING another man right in front of him, but now DRINKING HIS CUM.

There's so much cum, I could never compete with that.

SHUT UP!

He's twice the man I'll ever be.

NO HE ISN'T!

LOOK AT THAT LOAD! There must be a billion sperm in there, each one eager to impregnate my wife. I am nothing...

Lauren sucked the remaining cum into her mouth, squeezing down the length of the condom like it were an empty tube of toothpaste, desperate to get every last drop. When she was finally satisfied, she opened her mouth, displaying her proud achievement to her husband: A beautiful feminine mouth, full to the brim with Nathan's cum...

Ho lee SHIT... Nathan thought, Matt's gonna be PISSED.

Lauren placed her finger in her mouth, mixing the semen around like batter as she breathed fully through her nose, so she could experience the full flavour.

"Mmmh," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. When she couldn't hold it any longer, she allowed the cum to slowly slide down her throat, and into her stomach.

BURP

"I think we can forget about lunch," she joked, after a few gulps, "I'm full."

She held up the condom, inspecting it for any traces of semen left behind. Lauren finally rolled it around her mouth, using her tongue to scoop out every last drop of Nathans prized semen from within it.

"Yummy! I could never get tired of that taste." she glared at Matt, "Hand me a toothpick will you, I think I have a piece of sperm... stuck in my teeth." The look of menace on her face was unmistakable, as he stood paralyzed.

"Maybe it's best that I go." Nathan laughed nervously, sensing the rising tension between the couple.

"Cum again soon," Lauren replied, turning away from her husband to give Nathan a hug, feeling up his ripped body one last time before smiling back at Matt. "I'm sure he will," she smiled, dangling the empty condom in front of her husband's face.

BURP

***

With the sounds of fierce arguing flowing from the house, Nathan made his way back to the Mustang. He collected his discarded clothing from the driveway, including Laurens, before hopping into the convertible and starting it up with a healthy roar.

As his post-orgasmic brain fog began to slowly lift, he suddenly noticed soft whispering coming from the neighbours house. A group of three women had collected on the second floor balcony of the adjacent property, and were huddled together, whispering and giggling. Their eyes were fixed on the enormous bulge in Nathans briefs while they chattered away, smiling with approval.

"Good job big boy," they yelled, "that was quite a show you gave us!"

Nathan gave a thumbs up to the girls, while struggling to pull his jeans up over his crotch. It was a difficult task, and one of the perils of being extremely well hung.

"Hey, we want an encore!" they yelled, as his thundering mustang made its way out the driveway. "You know where we live!"

As he saw the house disappear into the distance behind him, he felt a sudden surge of regret. Damn, he thought, I've never heard Matt that pissed before. Maybe we did go too far this time. Not that it mattered, of course. What was done was done. But he couldn't help feeling sorry for the guy. After all, Matt had always been there for him.

Lauren was right, and they both knew the deal; Nathan was the most famous pornstar on the planet, and he could hire the best managers in the world if he wished. Meanwhile, Matt was an average-at-best manager, and grossly incompetent at his worst. But Nathans involvement with his wife had always ensured Matt stayed in a job. And when Matt agreed for his wife to bare Nathans children, instead of his own, he knew Matt would be around to stay.

Of course, there had been times when Matt was an idiot. A complete idiot. The hiring of John Stanner as a director was just one in a long line of potential fuckups. The fresh faced director had barely graduated from film school, yet there he was, filming the biggest pornstars on the planet on an island a thousand miles away from home. Any other manager would never let that fly.

But Matt saw something no one else did. And damn, Nathan thought, if it wasn't one of the best decisions ever. His mind instantly went back to the scene on the beach at the Bahamas; His cock pistoning in and out of Asiras tight pussy as she climaxed over and over again. The feeling of being balls deep inside a woman so tight, it was a stretch of the imagination to think she was anything other than a virgin. All that was Matts doing. Matt had a sixth sense for beautiful women, and always ensured Nathan was in constant supply of the hottest pussy around. There were times when he hated him. But then again, there were times where he was sure, Matt was the best manager ever.

He thought back to the conversation they had had about Asira. How could I have knocked her up? Nathan thought. I didn't even cum inside her. But at the same time, it wasn't the first time he had ended the career of a promising young pornstar with his cock. With four times the sperm count of the average male, pregnancies were a relatively common occurrence; especially considering the sheer number of women he went through, even on an average shoot.

Indeed Nathans fertility, as well as his good looks and sexual prowess, was one of the reasons so many women called upon his services for that very reason. And he didn't mind doing it either. After all, the act of knocking up a submissive slut was the most intimate, and intense of all sexual activities.

Matt'll get over it, he thought, as he kicked the car into low gear before entering the highway.

He always does...

Nathan laughed to himself. Matt had an amazing tolerance for bullshit. Hell, he needed to be tolerant. He was married to a woman who openly cuckolded him. They had been married for over ten years, yet for a huge part of that time she had been bedding her husband's biggest client. Nathan even celebrated each valentines day by getting balls deep in Matts wife, sometimes together with other women, in their favourite hotel suite at the Chateau Marmont.

Nathan whipped on a pair of aviator sunglasses, the breeze flowing through his hair as he raced down the highway with the top down. Every now and again, a beautiful woman would shoot him a smile, or wave enticingly in his direction. Life was great, but all in all, it had been a mixed day. Did he regret fucking Lauren? No. But he had the feeling there were going to be repercussions this time.

On the upside, however, he had a beautiful teenage blonde waiting in his home, just begging to be fucked...

***

The sound of crashing waves and luminescent surf blended seamlessly with the purring of the Mustang's engine as Nathan raced up the Malibu coastline. He took the last corner into his home street, and as expected, the gate and roof of his two story villa came into view at the end of the road. What he didn't expect, however, was a flash of hot pink metal gleaming in its drive.

As he got closer, he noticed it was the pink metal body of a pink car. A Mercedes to be precise. And of all the people he knew, there was only one couple who drove a bright pink Mercedez...

Trish and Viv.

Turns out, the horny lesbian couple had turned up, on time and as planned. And Nathan felt like a dick. Amidst all the mornings' activity, he had completely forgotten to cancel their little rendezvous. He sighed as he pulled up next to the car, expecting to see a very disappointed looking lesbian couple sitting glumly inside, awaiting his return.

However, upon inspection, the bright pink car was empty - except for a massive rubber dildo gracing the back seat. The girls had seemingly disappeared, leaving behind their favourite "11 Inch Nathan Stokes model" rubber cock. It was then that Nathan noticed a trail of wet footprints, leading down to the beach, followed by a faint moan wafting up from the shore.

"Mmmmmmh..."

It was barely audible amongst the sounds of the crashing waves, but distinct enough for him to recognise the voice. Jenny? He thought, scratching his head, as another faint yet powerful cry echoed through the Malibu air.

"oooh god yeah..."

Jenny's on the beach? Is she alone? he wondered, glancing towards the Mercedes, before slowly connecting the pieces in his mind. Trish and Viv... and Jenny?! He laughed to himself, entertaining the thoughts of an all girl threesome in his mind.

"Suck my pussy..."

He couldn't help but grin. C'mon. There's no way I'm THIS lucky, he thought.

"Oh Jenny you taste so good..."

Come on. There's just no WA... Before Nathan could finish his thought, he was interrupted by the distinct sound of the three girls moaning in unison.

"OOHHHHHHH..."

Nathan darted through the living room of his home, quietly parting the sliding glass doors before sneaking out to spy on the beach. Suddenly he could hear all three voices distinctly; three girls breathing heavily and moaning, experiencing the height of sexual pleasure...

"Oooh right there..."

"You like that?"

"Oooaaaah"

"Hehe, I think she likes it..."

He crouched low, careful not to disrupt them, and pulled up a chair to watch the action.

The young virginal flight attendant was sprawled naked on the beach, her legs spread wide and her body quivering with pleasure. Well and truly seduced, Jenny's eyes were shut tight as she reclined into the waiting arms and open legs of Trish. She was purring gently, allowing Trish to embrace her from behind while slowly caressing her breasts. In between her legs, Viv's nimble tongue was working its magic, slowly and methodically massaging her clit and labia, while her eyes occasionally glanced upwards to soak up the euphoria on the face of her willing victim.

Meanwhile, Trish and Viv shared amorous glances with each other, happy in the knowledge that they were converting yet another girl to their side.

"Oooh! Don't stop!" Jenny spread her legs wider, running one hand down her thighs while the other clutched at Viv's blonde hair. With all her might, Jenny pulled her beautiful face deeper into her aching pussy. Viv groaned in delight, inhaling deeply, filling her nostrils with the feminine scent as pools of Jennys cum gushed out and onto her awaiting tongue. Viv rubbed one hand on her own swollen clit, watching the ebb and flow of pleasure on the young Jenny's face.

She was in love.

Jenny smiled lustfully down at her; while the feeling of sun on her face and the warm wind caressing her naked body causing her to shiver with glee. Trish was right behind her, cradling the young, inexperienced girl in her arms. Their sweat mixed together as Trish rubbed her pussy slowly against Jenny's back, while nibbling gently on her neck.

The girls had been at it for hours, and Jenny had long since overcome her reservations about lesbian sex. She wasn't even sure exactly when the seduction started, or quite how quickly she ended up on the sand making love to two other women. In fact, the whole day had felt like slow motion...

Jenny had awoken from her post-coital slumber when the pink Mercedes first pulled into the driveway. The engine idled as the lesbians passionately kissed in the front seat, warming up for what they thought was going to be torrid ménage-a-trios with Nathan. Jenny wasn't sure why, but seeing the two women swapping tongue made her burn with lust, revving her engine in the most unusual way. She watched from the bedroom window, rubbing her pussy as she peeked voyeuristically through the blinds. Their passion for one another, the way they looked at each other, it all aroused her in a way she had never experienced before.

God, what would my mother think now? She thought to herself, smiling devilishly as she felt the dual tongues of two lesbian pornstars caressing different parts of her body.

Viv had been the first to notice Jenny, her innocent face staring fixedly on the couple as they exited the car. Jenny's shy, girlish face caught her attention immediately -- a lightning bolt of adrenaline surged through her vanes, and Viv knew right then that she had a new conquest in sight. Young, sweet, fragile... and just her type. Nathan or not, she was going to get her girl...

After a brief yet flirtatious encounter, Trish had suggested that the three women hit the surf, while they waited for Nathan to return. Jenny had been shy at first, confused by her new and exciting same-sex desires. But, after eyeing Trish in a barely-there bikini, something deep inside of her awoke. Her inhibitions began to fade, and she first began to open up to the idea of joining the couple. It was crazy, she knew, but the beach was completely empty, so there was no risk of being spotted. And with the activities of the previous night, she was more keen than ever to embrace her new found sexuality.

Together, they had waded out into the sea, the ocean gripping and tugging powerfully against their light bodies, as Trish and Viv held each other in a tight embrace.

"Don't be afraid," Viv had reassured her, "we're here for you." The three girls reached a sandbank, the shallow waters exposing their dripping wet bodies, gleaming in the sunlight. Trish noticed Jenny staring fixedly at the two of them, her mouth ajar as she remained completely in awe of their thoroughbred bodies. She smiled, before turning to Viv - the two women coming together just inches from Jenny's face in a passionate, tongue lashing kiss.

Her mind entranced, she lost all control...

Jenny had been surprised how easily she took to it. She had never thought of herself as anything other than straight, and - except for a few drunken kisses with friends - she had never been with a woman. Yet there she was, legs in the air and in the throes of absolute ecstasy. Ecstasy caused by two other FEMALES.

***

Viv held her breath as her tongue dug deeper into Jenny's swollen pussy. She could feel the grooves of Jenny's insides, and the soft internal walls on her tongue, as her nose rubbed side to side over the aroused clit. Jenny was contracting internally, her diaphragm raising and falling quicker as her pussy swelled. Viv knew she was hitting her just right. In over eight years of eating pussy, she had almost developed a sixth sense for the g-spot. As her tongue invaded the young airhostess, she looked up in joy as Trish muted Jenny's orgasmic cries with another kiss.

"Holy shit," Trish giggled, her hands cupping Jenny's tits from behind. She nibbled at her neck, parting her hair as she came down from the height of orgasm.

"What number is that?" Viv enquired, astounded by the stamina the young girl possessed.

Jenny panted, wearily lifting her hand and holding up four fingers. Viv gave a proud look to her lesbian lover.

"Hmmm, it's OK," Trish comforted Jenny, "I know how it feels. She can make you cum all night..."

"Mmmm," Jenny moaned, regaining some of her energy. "Sounds like a plan."

The three girls chuckled, as they came together for a slow, sensual threeway kiss. Nathan was grinning ear to ear, enjoying the private view - his erection running down the length of his thigh.

Damn, Trish and Viv are good... he thought to himself. Very good.

They could turn even the most conservative girl into a dike, and they sure had the evidence. Their blog was filled with the videos of their exploits, in college and beyond, as they sucked and fucked girls of all creeds, colors and orientations. And here they were, on his private beach, fucking and sucking his new girlfriend into multiple screaming orgasms...

"What a day," he thought out loud, shifting in his chair. He may have just lost a manager, but he still had the house, the career, and not to mention the view.

"How long have you been up there?" Trish yelled from the beach below, staring up at the balcony.