Removable apartment in a residential area. Late fall. Evening.
I'm sitting in the hall on the couch and waiting for guests. More precisely, the guest. In front of me, on a tripod, a video camera was installed, aimed at the seat opposite. I hear the heels clattering along the corridor, followed by a knock on the door:
- Knock-Knock!
- Enter.
The door opens and enters the "actress", knocking heels.
"Poor linoleum!" - I think, but I say out loud the person on duty:
- Sit down.
She lands her neat little butt, tucked into tight jeans, on a soft armchair, throws her legs over her legs and puts elegant small palms on her knees.
- Good evening.
- Hello, - her voice is rather small and hoarse for such a miniature and gentle creation.
- What's your name?
- Mila.
- Is it your real name?
- Yes. So my parents called me Lyudmila, but I like it better when they call me not Lyuda or Lyusya, but Mila. My friends call me that.
- Well, you will be sweet, since you like it so much. Especially since you are really very nice.
Mila smiles in response with her divinely charming smile. Her teeth shine with freshness and whiteness, and her lips are tender and sensual, without a trace of lipstick. There is no other makeup either, and the hair shines with natural blackness. This requirement of the customer - no cosmetics. And I fully agree with him on this. Such beauty is useless.
- You came to the casting, Mila, right, I understand?
- Yes, right.
- You are in the know, where we are casting, for what type of actresses?
- Yes, in the know. You shoot porn.
“Well, why so rude,” I sigh, “we create high art here. The art of love!
- Rather, fuck! - Mila is filled with wondrous laughter and everything can not stop. She laughs to tears, beats her fists on the armrests, jerks skinny legs. Her face is now the color of beetroot, but everything is just as lovely. She is fun, but I do not really.
I give her a bottle of mineral water so that my face does not fall into the frame. It is not necessary here, because the main star is sitting and laughing in the chair, and my face in the video is useless, my face will only spoil the impression. If my physiognomy falls into the frame inadvertently, I will surely retouch it.
- Everything calmed down? - I'm a little annoyed and do not hide it.
- Oh, all-oh-oh-oh, I can’t take it anymore ... - Mila exhales sharply and wipes away tears with her shirt sleeve, - yes, everything has calmed down.
She takes a few deep sips from the bottle and gives it to me. Her dark brown, cheerful eyes again look into the camera.
- How old are you, Mila?
- The day before yesterday turned eighteen.
I briefly shut up, thinking.
- So you were born on the fourth of November?
- Yes.
- And you already want to act in porn?
- Why not. Especially because they pay for it well. You pay well, right?
- Right. Such a product is highly valued in countries with developed economies and tough bans within society on debauchery. There he is in high demand. But it is produced in countries such as ours, although formally prohibited here. So yes, we pay good money, nobody has complained yet. Just to earn them you need to work hard. And you work hard, so be sure.
- Must cope, I love denyushki. Who doesn’t like denyushki ... It’s possible to work a little ... Especially since it’s hard to find work in my years ...
I stare into her big black eyes, as if cast from dark chocolate, framed by thick eyelashes. How beautiful they are!
- Are you virgin?
- Pfff ... Ha! Where are you right now you find eighteen-year olds?
- That is not?
- Of course not.
- And how long?
- Three years already. I was thumping then. Hoole, for the first time so get drunk ... Fuck, already sick to remember ...
- And who was this lucky one?
- I say: fucked up, I do not remember who was the first. There were three of them, so all three and fucked me. Or maybe someone else was, dick knows ...
- Condoms used?
- By itself! I then counted fifteen used pieces in the trash. I have this strictly.
- It is a pity, of course, that is not a virgin. Could earn even more. Such a product is worth its weight in gold.
“Well, and so good money,” she smiles predatoryly, “for a schoolgirl.” Do not sew the same for the sake of a few extra pennies back. Buy yourself clothes, cellular, TV new, DVD-player ...
- booze ...
- Yes, vinchishko, cigarettes are good, and maybe weed ...
- Do you smoke?
- Yes, in the company I smoke.
- Did your parents know?
“My father left the family a long time ago, his mother was at work all the time, his elder brother in the army.”
- I see. How did you find out about our castings?
- A friend told.
- Dasha?
- Yes, Dasha Perova, classmate.
“We'll have to cut this fragment during the installation,” I think with annoyance.
- What your height?
- I do not know for sure, something about meter-pisit, maybe a little more.
- Weight?
- The last time was 38, shtoli, like tavo, I do not remember already ...
- Chest?
“Yes, she has grown a little, but not very much,” Mila rubs her barely perceptible chest through the shirt and bra, but there is really nothing to knead there, like “edinichka”.
- Well, show yourself.
- I mean, strip naked?
- Yes, naked, just slowly, at my command, to better see everything.
She bends down, unzips her boots and removes them. Looks at me inquiringly. I show her gestures for her to unbutton her shirt. Mila obediently fulfills my instructions and remains above the belt in one simple white bra, and a plaid shirt hangs on the back of the chair.
- Take off your jeans.
She gets up, unbuttons her jeans and awkwardly pulls off, hangs them next to a shirt.
- Tights and socks.
Mila takes off her red socks and black winter tights, stays in her bra and simple black panties.
- What's next?
- Twirl. No, stop, slower. Like this.
Her figurine needs: slender, but not skinny, but rather athletic, smooth brown skin, legs without any trace of curvature with small feet, neat firm ass, flat tummy. Just beautiful! It is a pity that in a few years, because of booze, smoking, drugs, and several abortions, it will probably look more like shriveled prunes than the current body of a pretty stupid nymphet.
- Take off your bra.
She puts her hands behind her back, doesn’t work there for long, and now the bra joins the rest of the rags that are bored on the chair.
Her breasts are, indeed, very small, not yet fully ripe. But then these little tits boldly stick out, boldly looking forward with dark papillae.
- Touch the chest. Yes, I see that elastic. Like ass. Do you play sports?
- Yes, before swimming was engaged. At home the whole room in medals, diplomas, cups.
- And now abandoned?
- Yes, a sport for lohushki. You can't earn on sports, especially on such. I'm better than a beer with guys I will drink at the hut after school and I will be filmed in porno for money.
- It's you for nothing. Sport is good for health and beauty. After all, you can combine.
Mila sniffs contemptuously, saying: "Do not teach me life, uncle."
- Ok, we are not here to read the moral gathered. Take off your panties.
She quickly pulls off the last black rag and remains what mother gave birth to. It stands, hands on the sides, and between the legs you can see a small black bush. In place of the pants are visible traces of sunburn, although in place of the bra - no.
- Do you like to sunbathe topless?
- Yes, with my girlfriend on the roof they sunbathed all summer.
- With Dasha?
- Oh come on, with Dasha! You saw her? Pale as grebe! With Julia Solodkova, a neighbor.
“Again you have to resort to the magic of editing. But the customer does not welcome this. “- I am annoyed again.
- Turn your back. Yes, yes. Great ass! Bend down. Below. Lower. Roll the hands apart. Wider, wider! Like this.
A young dark-skinned cunt, looking surprisingly large for such a petty ..
whores shameless lips, shamelessly sticking to the side, framed in rare black hairs. erotic stories of sexytales From the depths of this pussy oozing clear liquid fluid. Bitch already flowed! The dark ring of the anus is tight and fearlessly compressed, it shows traces of lubrication. Today, this shy hole will also get the full program!
- Well, I saw everything I needed. Sit back, continue the interview.
She sits on a chair, legs spread wide and providing an excellent overview of her curly bush. Her damn little eyes glitter, there is a half-smile on her face.
- What is your nationality?
- Russian, Baranovskaya is my surname, - by the changes in the face, I understand that the question is unpleasant to her, - just dark, to my mother. My brother is the same little black.
- I know, I saw a glimpse. In general, it does not matter. So, for general information. I didn’t have enough hot relatives - horsemen on the toned “eights”.
- No, no, I am absolutely Russian, well ... maybe there is a gypsy admixture ... or a Jewish ...
“Yes, it is noticeable, but I’m not some kind of fascist, I’m not going to frighten me off with a flitter,” I’m approaching the zoom and focusing on the face, “have you already taken it into your mouth?”
- I mean, in your mouth? What did you take?
- Fuck, I say, sucked already?
- Oh, this is ... Khe-khe! Yes, heh! been a couple of times. But I did not really like it.
- Today I will give you a free lesson deep blowjob.
- It is necessary?
- It is included in the price list. Or did you not read it?
- Ummm ...
- Dasha gave you a price list? The paper is so yellow.
- Yes ... It seems so, I gave some piece of paper ... yellow, yes ... I remembered there that they would just fuck with painkillers in the ass and make an enema ... and so that it should be smeared properly ...
- Yes, I will fuck with anesthetic gel. Fuck you already in the point?
- Uh ... no ... tried, but I did not give ...
- Nothing, make up. Everything happens for the first time. You did an enema, as expected, smeared everything? Contraceptive took?
- Yes, yes, I did everything right! Yes, I have not eaten since yesterday, Shtob is not accidental ... and then you never know ... fuuu ... even think about such a disgusting ... Б-Р-Р-Р!
- And did not drink anything?
- There is no water.
- Well, then in your vomit will not choke.
- I'm sorry, what?!
- Nothing, I say, everything is fine, well done that I did not drink, - I take the camera in my hand, - stand up, come to me.
Mila fits, looks frowningly, pretty lips are puffed up with a charming bow.
- Stand on your knees.
He gets up, almost crying.
- Yes, do not blame you, everything will be fine! Dozens of such beauties have already passed through me, and nothing, everyone is alive and healthy and even happy that they raised some money ... Good money ... And you will lift ... Yes, not a virgin, but what a beauty and what talent ... I see, I see, do not be modest, the talent is huge ... Yes, you will go far ... You make a career in porn, you will hurt millions ... Well, why are you ... Do not cry as a roar-bitch ... Even Dasha didn’t cry. .. And you do not roar ... Do not roar, to whom I say ... Eh, you crybaby-wax ... Here ... That's it, it's better ... On, wipe the pug ...
The girl calms down, wipes the tears with the paper napkins I have transmitted. Looks sad at the lens. I take her free hand on the wrist:
- Come to me, baby.
Mila creeps up on my knees even closer, stops hesitantly between widely spaced legs in jeans, looks incredulously at a rather big mound in the area of pants.
- What are you looking, fool, get down to business.
She still timidly stretches her hands to her fly, undoes a button and a zipper.
I lower the underpants and let my big predatory beast out, hunt. The beast rushes out of the dungeon, leaps up and looks with its one eye on its astonished victim. Imagine what thoughts are now spinning in her head: “Oh, God, yes he will tear me! Poor my pussy! Poor my ass! Poor my mouth! ”
But the girl manages to surprise me again:
- Wow, normal, almost like Slavik, only thinner and no hair!
- What kind of Slavik ?!
- Mamkin Öbar, her boss at work, Slavik Kostenko, Vyacheslav Vladimirovich ... Eldak is with him, hoo, like an elephant! I'm with him...
“Okay, okay, I’m good at pouring all the garbage into my ears, I’m still putting it down,” my beast gave such speeches a little depressed and I podderchivayu it with my free hand, - take it already in your mouth, come on.
Milka takes my “not so thick as her fuckin 'Slavik” cock in her hand and jerks her limply. I make her pull off my pants with panties, she obediently performs. She stares blankly at the standing member and still jerks it limply.
- Come on, take the head in your mouth. Lick it first.
She ineptly licks a thick prick, as if it were a ice cream in a waffle cup, and not a male sexual organ, smacking her with her lips. In vain teeth does not gnaw! If it was not an inexperienced, dazzlingly beautiful girl, and my wife, for example, or a thirty-year-old fat whore, I would have already put a cuff in her ear for such a blowjob.
I put the camera on a tripod again, making sure that the girl is in the frame, but my physiognomy is not. I take Milka with one hand on the back of my head and press hard on the head.
Zalupa falls into her mouth, sharp teeth scrape at her, she rests against the palate. The girl mumbles and tries to jump off. But I can not get off! With the second hand (and my paws - be healthy!) I embrace her slender neck:
- Do not twitch, and then accidentally strangle.
She leaves attempts to break free and looks at me with her chocolate-eyed eyes pitifully. Tears come out again on them, but fuck me for tears. Tears even turn me on.
Zalupa rests on the larynx, presses on. Milka moos and beats his small fists on my hands, scratches. But my hands are like reinforced concrete columns, indestructible. Not every man will cope with such hands, not that petty vulture.
Her eyes are filled with blood, and her body is covered with perspiration. I let go of the girl to catch my breath.
Milka falls on all fours, she breaks bile, water and saliva, she coughs long and hoarsely. The camera meticulously captures this "intimate" moment. The client loves such awkward incidents, and I have nothing against it.
- Catch your breath?
Nods, without changing posture. Disheveled hair sticks out like a witch.
- On a rag, wipe the floor. Better fucking three better! I say: money must be worked out.
- Maybe in the mouth so no more? - she wheezes more than ever.
- I'll give those, do not! I'll give those! Oh, u umala! You will work every penny!
Roar again. Tears drip rain on the long-suffering linoleum still Soviet production.
- Hare roar like a cow! Previously, it was necessary to think, - I came up and smoothed my hair, otherwise I could not see because of the face, - Well, so be it, while you are in your pussy, you will rest in the process. Only wipe the floor properly.
Quickly rubs the floor from tears. Sits on him in the lotus position, sadly looks at me.
- Get up from the floor, not the month of May in the yard. Lie on the sofa.
I change the position of the camera, I direct it to the sofa.
There is a view of her widely spread legs and crotch shining with grease. I put on a ski mask. In it, though hot, but much less fussing with the installation.
- Do not lie like a log, seduce me, come on. Yes, more energetic, and then in the mouth chewing up to the stomach!
She makes circular movements with her pelvis and wheezes:
- Trarhni me, my tigrrr, I'm the whole gorrru!
- You're just a wild tigress! Need to tame you!
I take a look at the camera: yes, the angle that is necessary. I walk up to the wriggling on the couch, like a snake, Milka, joining between the thin legs. She hugs me in the lower back and pulls me to her, her hairy little hole is open a little shamelessly, shines from the lubricant and burns with fire. Truly rubbing against her and gently insert. Milka moans uterinely, rolls her eyes and moves toward. Inside it is hot, humid and quite spacious. I start slowly fucking her, gradually accelerating and plunging deeper with each movement. Milka moans loudly and wriggles under me, ..
scratches the lower back, buttocks and back. She tries to kiss me on the lips, but does not get me - the difference in height is too big, and therefore she passionately sucks, kisses and licks my bristly neck.
A hot jet strikes me in the pubis, Milka trembles and wakes like a wounded girl:
- Yeah ... Yeah ... Oyyy, blyaaaaa ... Aaaa ... Sssukaaa ...
She wraps around my hips with her flexible legs and sits herself on my trunk, wheezing violently. The veil beneath it is all flooded with its juices.
I press her little ass into this wet spot and pour out my mature seed into this lustful little hole. Milka, in response, dabs my belly with a new hot stream and quietly curses.
After lying a little more on it, I get up. A member with a squish comes out of a ragged pussy. I take a camera and take a close-up shot of how girlish juices are mixed with sperm. We love to shoot this, and customers - to watch.
- Poke up, go. Live, come on!
Milka reluctantly gets up and, stretching her legs, goes to the bathroom. I am following the camera with the camera. Milka climbs into the bath, turns on a warm shower, washes the body:
- Fuck, well, let me just wash calmly ...
- No, the video should not stop. I do not take views outside the window.
- Take off yourself.
- My ebalo is not interesting to anyone. Especially in the mask. All I have to do is stake a big dick.
- Blyaaaaa ... Well, at least rub my back, shave, then, - stretches a large orange-yellow sponge.
I take a sponge and wash her back, legs, ass. Fingers as if inadvertently slide between the folds of her body, penetrate into the wet holes. I note that she smeared her ass for good: even her thumb easily falls there, and I have a really big one. Milka does not give the form, as if it should be so. My dick starts to wake up again.
I rinse it from head to toe, she wraps her head with a towel. We go back to the hall. I put it on the sofa, put the camera on a tripod and poke a semi-erect member into tight lips Milkina:
- Come on, suck a little.
Turns his head:
- Again you will poke deeply ... I do not want ...
- It is better to suck in an amicable way, otherwise I’ll do it painfully, - I take my ears for persuasiveness and slightly squeeze them.
“Ay, it hurts, bitch,” she whines, but still opens her mouth.
My beast just that is necessary. He deftly dives into the hot and humid depths of this juicy mouth and begins to host it. I fuck her in the mouth shallowly, but quickly, holding her ears and putting Mila's pretty head on my hard flesh. The towel slips off her head, falls onto the sofa, wet hair falls over her shoulders.
I take the penis out of my mouth and drive a slobbering prick on Milkina’s face. Lips, chin, cheeks, poking in the nose, in the eyes, again in the lips.
- Zenki cutting, whore, do not squint.
Does what is told. It seems to be ready to cry again.
- Become a cancer, slut, in the ass you will fuck.
Her lips curled in a whiny grimace, tears pouring from the eyes of a new powerful stream.
I have been restraining myself for quite a long time, so the slap is especially juicy and resonant. Her head is thrown back, and tears disappear from the shock. In shock, she clings to her cheek burning with fire and looks at me with horror in her bulging eyes.
- Listen here, whore, juvenile, carefully: we are not playing toys here, but doing well-paid, difficult work. To the employer, fuck your tears, they will not help you. You will work everything to the penny, you will get your fucking grandmas and run away skipping home to Mom. But it will be later, but for now you have not even completed the advance. Today, all your holes are mine, and I will have them all, in any order and as I like, for it is paid for and a check is available. So be good, wipe your shitty tears and sopelki, become vraskoryaku and push your fucking buns, but wider! Clear?! Or do I again vybat as it should for better assimilation of the material?
- No ... No ... That is, yes ... Yes ... I will do everything!
- Well, do it until you hit it!
Milka turns over like a bullet, stands in a knee-elbow posture and sticks out her lovely ass.
- Spread wide apart, ass up! Wow, like this ...
I take the camera in my hand, focusing on the shiny girl's crotch. With her anus, it seems, you can now snack on steel wire.
I take a tube of gel with anesthetic, smear between the girl's buttocks:
- Point relax, durekha, it will not be so painful, - as far as possible I can say affectionately and stroke my free hand on the neat dark-skinned buttocks.
Mila relaxes the sphincter. I dip my thumb in her squishing vagina, take out and insert into the ass without resistance. I make circular movements in slippery and tight spaces of the rectum, insert and remove my finger. Having achieved that the anal hole is not fully closed, and the gel is well absorbed in the intestines, I put a rearing penis on my butt. Also, like the finger, I first dip it in the oozing vagina, and then press on the open anus. The head is completely immersed inside, but it goes on tight. Milka whimpers softly and ridiculously jerks skinny legs. I press harder, the member sinks deeper and deeper. Milka moos in bedspread, scraping his palms. Finally, my dick is completely immersed in the inside of a little whore, and shaved eggs touch a wet vagina. I slowly take it out, looking at the red deep cave in place of the former “mouse eye.” Milka sighs with relief. But I do not give her a break and pound her trunk back. Milka beeps, but suffers. The veil beneath her was soaked with sweat and crumpled, her very chill was beating.
I bring the camera to her pretty red face:
- Tell me, my dear, do you like it when you fuck in asshole?
- Nnnrrraktaaa ...
- What do you like, fucking bitch?
- When ... - on her red and sweaty face is a grimace of pain, - when I am fucked in mid-morning ...
- Want more?
- D-D-yeah ...
- Get it, because you want to.
I again fix the camera on a tripod, pushing the Milkins half-wide apart and starting to hammer her insides with a new onslaught. In the room there are loud slaps of the body against the body, quiet girlish moans and a male male roar. I have to hold Milka by the waist and pull on myself, otherwise I just crush her. About erotic stories on dangles on my cock like a rag doll. On her face, there is a detached expression, saliva flowing from her mouth. She no longer groans, but only makes a dull "Ufff" with each of my push.
Ufff ... Ufff ... Ufff ... Ufff ...
I understand that on the way and I decide to fulfill my promise.
I take a dick out of a torn up young ass and put the girl on the couch sticking tits up. At the same time, her head hangs limply from the edge of the sofa, and her mouth is ajar.
I insert my sticky from lubrication member in this lovely mouth without the slightest resistance and move them deep. Milka, so as not to burst out, firmly hold the nipples. But she almost does not resist, only holly grunts from emetic urges.
I pound her dick in the throat at full length. It can be seen as her throat swelled from the pressure of an uninvited guest.
I can not stand for a long time: I make several powerful shocks and gush the girl into the esophagus.
I take the dick out of the pharynx, and after it jerks a thick whitish liquid. She floods the girl's face and hair, dripping on the floor. Milka wheezes hard and loudly, passing sometimes to a hoarse whistle.
“One more moment!”, - flashes in my head.
I take her in my arms and take her to the bathroom. I come back behind the camera and meticulously take off the bathing process. How she squeals from the ice stream, how quietly she cries from a hard washcloth, how she dries her hair with a hair dryer.
And here are the latest shots for today: Milka is sitting on the very same couch with disheveled hair, pouting lips and tear-stained eyes, in her hands she is pulling a thick wad of thousand-ruble bills.
- Well, and how do you like the job?
- Ass fire burns, - she wheezes like an old smoker, - and the gel did not help.
- Well, gel is not a panacea, without it it would be even more painful.
- Where to ...
- Don `t cry. Better say thanks. So much money your mother will not earn in a year. And you with your holes for the evening could, not even really trying.
- Yeah ... Thank you ... Great ... Now I can not shit a week normally ... And I threw the whole throat ...
- Heal before the wedding. Would you come to shoot us?
- Oh, that's such a happiness ...
- Do not promise.
- In the pussy such a job, it is better to plant ...
“Okay, okay, let's see how you will sing when you ditch all your grandmothers on booze, grass and rags,” I think, but I say the person on duty aloud:
- Thanks for the work, Mila. You gotta go home. If anything, we are in touch.
She dresses and walks away, kosolapya and shuffling from pain in the anus and breathing hoarsely nose.
I close the door behind her, pick up the phone and call my partner:
- Vitaly, everything is as usual: the material is excellent, we will cook well.
- Well done, Tema, it's always a pleasure to deal with you.
- See you.
- See you.
He hangs up, and I go to the kitchen and drink a decent glass of good cognac.
I rub my hands with satisfaction and immediately proceed to the installation of the footage. Time is money, as the ancient sages said. And they were damn right!