Chapter 3
Margo
I can’t risk Jack calling the salon and finding out that I’m not there today So I leave him a note telling him about my new extra income from being a model.
Jack…I took today off from the salon to explore the opportunity I have been given to become a Model. One of the photographers that is a client offered me a job as a Lingerie Model.
Please don’t think bad things about this. This is an opportunity that I want to pursue. Just like you pursued writing. I should be able to explore this possibility while I still have my looks. I should be home at my normal time…I Love You -Margo
I take an uber to where my car was left yesterday. Then I make my way to Bell Harbor where Brandon’s yacht is docked. On the way here, I felt a bit of guilt again. But once again, the wave of excitement inside me washed away any concern.
Brandon is waiting for me with a massive smile as I come onto the yacht. “Today I have several wonderful surprises for you,” he announced. After he kissed my cheek, he handed me an envelope that had a thousand dollars in it. “I told you that your video would bring in some money,” he told me.
As I look at the money, I tell myself that I have nothing to feel guilty about. This Modeling thing is just an extra job and I am getting paid for my work. My mind blocks out that the video was a form of prostitution. I really got paid for having sex.
“We have two agendas today. The first is to take some saucy photos of you in sexy lingerie. I already have two lingerie outlets who want you to model their lingerie,” Brando told me.
“And the second agenda?” I asked curiously.
That is a surprise that will come later after lunch,” he answered cryptically.
Brandon and I were very busy over the next three hours leading up to lunch time. Brandon had ham and swiss sandwiches make and a bag of chips. I begged off the brandy telling Brandon that I want to drive home on time tonight.
We were just finishing our lunch when three very large black men joined us on the yacht. “This is the afternoon surprise. We are going to make a porno this afternoon that will make us a mint,” Brandon announced. “Let me guess…I’m the party girl for this,” I jeered.
“This long video will have several scenes on it. That will make us about 20 grand. Four of that will be yours to spend any way you please. Unreported income and no tax,” he informed me.
Damn, four grand for letting some men fuck me senseless.
Hell yeah. I’ll be able to show Jack an earnings that I can attribute to Modeling.
I’ll even get copies of the ads I’m in to show Jack that I really am a Model.
And this four grand doesn’t even count the money I will get from the real modeling gig.
The first scene is set in the Kitchen set. I am supposedly a bored housewife who is confronted by the neighbor from next door and he savagely fucked me on the kitchen table leaving right before my husband gets home.
For an instant I feel a twinge of guilt when Brandon comes into the kitchen playing the part of the horny white husband.
Since I have a pussy full of cum, I push him onto a kitchen chair and suck him off till he bows his load in my mouth.
The money shot is when I open my mouth and show the pool of thick white cum in my mouth.
On the next scene, Darryl and I are dressed up like we were at a party. He is supposedly my husband’s boss and he is going to fuck me while the party is still ongoing.
After a torrid kiss, I drop to my knees, pull his massive black cock out of his pants and suck him for a while gagging now and then when he forces himself into my throat.
Next, I pull my dress up to my waist and Darryl rips the panties right off my body before slamming his thick 10-inch cock balls deep into my pussy.
The grunting, groaning and moaning are all real as he slams that fat cock into me again and again.
By the time he pulls out to shoot his cum all over my ass, I am feeling a bit weak in the knees.
After Brandon yells cut, I go to him and tell him I need a little break before the last scene of the day. Brandon chuckles and says, “Yes you will need a break before this,” in an amused tone.
After a half an hour break, I was taken to a new set I hadn’t seen before. It is set up like a car garage complete with a car up on jacks. I was told to walk past the entrance of the garage and do whatever the men tell me to do.
“Hey sweet cheeks, bring that sweet white ass to daddy,” the biggest of the black men yells to me. Tentatively, I inch my way into the garage like any excitedly scared woman would.
Brandon praises me for the realism. Hell, I am concerned what is about to happen. “What-what do you want with me,” I stammer slightly. “I want to split that tight married pussy with my big fat dick,” he answers me.
“But-But…my husband,” I protest as he pulls me into the garage. “He never has to know sugar tits. Except he will probably notice that your pussy a bit looser the next time he decides to do you,” he laughed cruelly.
Suddenly, I had three very large men stripping me naked. As soon as I am bare, one of the men sits in a chair with his pants around his ankles. When I bend down to suck his cock, there is the leader behind me with his face buried in my ass.
I almost cream myself at the newness of a tongue darting in and out of my ass pucker. I have never felt anything so deliciously nasty. Darryl uses his hands to pry my ass cheeks wide apart allowing him to get a good portion of his fat tongue inside my anal canal.
I can feel saliva drooling down my pussy. Suddenly, the man I am sucking, yanks me onto his lap and buries his cock in my vagina. Moments later, Darryl shoved his huge cock up my ass. “Awwwwwww Gaaaawwwwd,” I cried out as Darrayl’s cock stretched out my rectum past what it was ever meant for.
“That’s it sweet cheeks. Give daddy that sweet ass,” Darryl grunts while he savagely pistons his cock into my anus relentlessly. I am so occupied with the sensation of being ass fucked that I don’t even notice that man in front has spewed his cum into my pussy.
Quickly, he pulled himself out from under me and the third man took his place. As he slams into my cum drenched pussy, the thick jizz squirts out of me all over his thighs.
Darryl has a death grip on my hips while he takes me over and over. The man in front is hungrily feast on my tits and humping his cock up into me. When the second man is ready to cum, he cries out so the video will record his body jerking while he fills me with his seed.
When he pulls out of me and moves away, the camera is brough close up to capture the two loads of cum drooling out of my pussy like a thick white river. That is when Darryl cries out and I feel his searing load of cum flood into my ass.
When Darryl pulls out of my ass, he uses his fingers to make my asshole gape wide open while his cum plops out of my ass onto the floor between my feet. “Tell your husband that you have a sweet pussy that was used and put away wet,” he cackled.
Now, for the first time today, I feel overwhelmed with guilt and I ran to the bathroom to lose my lunch in the toilet.
“Fucking asshole…why did you have to mention her husband,” Brandon yelled at Darryl.
“Did you get video of her running to the bathroom to puke her lunch?” Darryl asked. “Perfect ending,” he said.
“You will not be asked back to film with this model,” Brandon hissed. “You can pick up your money on Friday. Until then, stay away from me,” Brandon growled.
I was in the shower cleaning up so I won’t have a bucket of cum oozing out of me when I go home when Brandon joined me in the shower.
“I’m sorry sweetie, that was not supposed to happen. I will make sure that it never happens again,” he told me softly while he massaged my shoulders and back from behind.
Eventually, his hands moved around to massage and fondle my breasts while he sensually kissed the side of my neck. When he had my nipples as hard as diamonds, he turned me around and dropped to his knees.
“Ooooooooh Brrrraaaannndon,” I moaned huskily when he licked on my pussy lips for a bit and then slipped in two fingers to rub my g-spot while sucking on my clit.
The pleasure was so intense that I have no idea how long he ate my cum drooling pussy. My orgasm came out of nowhere and drove through me like a runaway train.
After I settled down, Brandon handed me several bottles of douche to clean out my pussy with. “Don’t forget that sweet ass,” he instructed.
My pussy and asshole feel absolutely raw as I am driving home. The closer I get to home, the more intense my guilt bubbles up inside. There is no way I can have sex with Jack tonight. I’ll tell him I have a yeast infection.