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Imogen was an extremely beautiful blonde model trying to make her way in the modeling world. She was an extremely naïve young 22-year-old, newly married wife, and her new boss, Simon, could see she would do anything to be a successful model. She was so naïve, she trusted all the advice from her boss.
The only man she had ever been with was her husband. He too was very naïve about the modeling world, as he had never been exposed to that industry, and how cunning people can be in the industry. When Imogen was given the opportunity to advance her career. Tom didn't hesitate in allowing her to chase her dreams, no questions asked. He just wanted his new wife to be happy and enjoy doing what she loves, becoming a successful bikini model, while they make a new life together as husband and wife.
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Imogen had a completely new look after her makeover for the upcoming photoshoot. No longer having her natural long blonde hair, transformed to shoulder length, straight jet-black hair.
Her husband, Tom, would not recognize her when he would get to finally see her. Not only because of her hair, but also the nose, naval, and nipple piercings, the tattoo on her lower back and her waxed pussy which was meant to be for Tom only.
Arriving on set, Imogen was greeted by Nigel. She was very much attracted to him with his extremely handsome good looks, and charming personality. Nigel too, for obvious reasons, was very attracted to Imogen due to her very sexy body, and shy personality.
After chatting for a while, and getting to know each other more intimately, Nigel knew then that she would be very easy to work with.
Nigel explained her makeover and what theme was for the photoshoot. Explaining that she would also be acting in a short movie as well during the week.
The theme was, that Imogen would be portrayed as a slut. There would be several male models slash actors she will fuck, in fact beg them to fuck her. While Nigel explained all this, she just had one very important question.
"They won't physically fuck me though, right?" she asked very quizzingly.
"Oh, sweety, I love you young fresh models," he laughed. "That's entirely up to you Imogen," Nigel said, and continued, "Of course we don't expect you to, but it would help to make the scenes more realistic. But as I said, I won't force you to do anything unwillingly sweetheart."
Imogen just shook her head, "No, not a chance, sorry, I will just act my part with no physical sex, okay." She said sternly.
Nigel wasn't impressed by her reaction, but he would get the scenes started and see where things lead. Simon had told Nigel that she relaxed more, letting herself loose, when high on cocaine, so Nigel had plenty on offer for her, which she gladly accepted.
Imogen was introduced to all the photographers and crew members, including John, she had met and oversaw the makeup and wardrobe department. She did notice however that all members were male.
Then two more men arrived, her jaw dropped when she saw them. They were very large, black men. She had never seen two men of their size in person before. Nigel introduced them as Carl and Ben.
Imogen was a very slim, tall girl, but Carl and Ben towered over her petite body, as they leant in to kiss her on the cheek. Shy Imogen was lost for words as she just smiled innocently and said, "Hello."
Nigel explained "Both, Carl and Ben are well known porn actors, you may have seen them for their famous, well, you know, larger than normal penis's," he smiled, "I know you will be perfect in the photos with them."
"Oh," Imogen blushed, "no, I have never seen any porn movies, so I am not familiar with who Carl and Ben are."
John took Imogen to help with her makeup and hair, applying dark eyeliner and red lipstick, to accentuate her black hair and olive, tanned skin. He dressed her in black lace panties, a garter belt and stockings, knee high boots, and a leather corset showing ample breasts with her nipples almost exposed. Complete with a thick choker around her neck, which locked at the back by key, with the word SLUT written on it. With her natural slutty eyes, she looked the perfect sexy slut.
"Ohh fuck!" Nigel yelled, seeing Imogen's tits for the first time, "Damn, I can't wait to see you perform today and much more in the future baby."
Dave, the photographer got things started by taking solo photos of Imogen in various poses. After a while, he included Carl into the shoot. Imogen felt a little intimidated by his size, and Nigel sensed it, so he called for a break. He needed her to relax and look like a desperate slut.
Imogen was relieved when he offered her some cocaine, gladly accepting it, which immediately calmed her nerves. Nigel placed the small bag of powder on the shelf and said, "That's all yours whenever you need it, just relax babe."
Imogen thanked him, knowing she would need more through this photo shoot, making her relax and enabling her to continue the photoshoot.
Nigel pulled Dave aside, instructing him that he wanted to get Carl and Ben intimate with Imogen for the camera as soon as the photo shoot started. He sensed she was starting to relax and wanted to see how she would go, not pushing her limits. Allowing her to just act for a while in front of the camera with the large men. Simon had informed Dave that she lets herself go in front of the camera when she is in the mood.
Resuming with Carl, Imogen felt more comfortable after taking more cocaine, allowing him to get intimate with her. Carl was touching, and kissing her body, which only made Imogen hornier. She had never been with a black man before, which excited her more than she imagined. Dave then got Carl to take off Imogen's corset, revealing her tits to fall free, then Carl stripped naked as well.
Imogen gasped when she saw the size of his big black cock, it wasn't even hard and would have been hanging at least nine-inches. "Holy crap!" is all she could say, as she blushed, with an embarrassed smile on her face.
Even Carl was mesmerized by the beauty of Imogen, not sure if her tits were real or fake, "Damn, those tits are fine," he said as he cupped one in his hand, slowly tweaking her nipple, making her moan a little as her new piercings made them very sensitive.
"Okay," Dave instructed, "I want the three of you to just act for the next hour or so, I want you guys to fuck Imogen for the camera, Imogen, just let yourself go, do what feels right babe. Talk dirty, I have seen videos of you, and I want you to do what you do best. Guys, you have the horniest, sexiest model in the world in your hands, I want Imogen to be famous, and you guys will help her do that. But please just be gentle with her, it's her first time with men of your size."
Along with Dave, there was also a videographer in the room who would be filming them.
Ben then stripped naked too and Imogen could not believe his cock was just as big as Carl's. He walked up to Imogen and planted his lips to hers; she willingly accepted his tongue as they kissed passionately. Imogen could only moan into his mouth, as she felt herself getting extremely turned on by these men.
Carl came up behind her and cupped her breasts, she could feel his cock getting harder on her back. She reached her hand behind to stroke it, it was so big, her palm couldn't reach around the shaft.
Carl then picked her up with ease and carried her to the bed, laid her on her back and pulled off her lace lacy G-string. Imogen spread her legs, and Carl went straight to her waxed pussy with his mouth. He licked her pussy lips with his huge tongue.
Imogen quivered "Ohhh fuck, hmmm." She was so wet and horny, she could feel an orgasm coming from his large tongue lapping her juices.
Carl pushed his tongue in, licking her sweet nectar, he couldn't believe how wet she was so soon, he knew she was ready to be fucked.
Imogen was getting lost in the moment, her breathing was heavy but was determined to try and compose herself and not allow them to fuck her. But was more than content to cum on his mouth.
Ben knelt beside her with his hard cock over her face as she stroked the massive rod. As she moaned with her mouth open, he pushed it down to her mouth, but she resisted a little, until he pushed in a little as sucked the tip of his cock. It was too big to take too much, so she took hold of it and just sucked the head and licked the full length of his shaft. She was still in disbelief of the size of these guys cocks.
Carl continued to fuck her pussy with his tongue making her moan loud and cum.
"OHH GOD!, YES, FUCK ME!, ohhhhmmm," she squealed as she was began squirting on his mouth.
"Oh yeah, I need to fuck that sweet pussy, you going to take my big black cock, baby, you going to scream like never before, baby," Carl hissed.
Nigel was watching on stroking his own hard cock, seeing this beautiful, new, young model of his about to be destroyed by two massive black cocks, and he was having it all filmed. He just watched on in anticipation of what would happen next.
Carl pulled Imogen to sit upright, so she could suck his cock, he roughly grabbed the back of her black hair and pulled her mouth over his black cock. She tried to resist and pull back, but his grip was too tight, all she could do was moan with his cock stretching her mouth, hardly able to breathe through her nose.
"Ohh yeah, you're a good cock sucking slut, I bet you love this don't you, slut?" Carl said, forcing her to keep sucking him deeper.
Imogen's eyes were watering now and makeup smudging down her face. She couldn't stop him from violently face fucking her.
"Glugh, glugh, glugh," was all that was coming from Imogen as she felt his massive cock stretching her mouth, reaching the back of her throat.
Carl needed to desperately to fuck this hot, young, sexy model. He pulled her hair back off his cock and roughly flipped her over onto her stomach in front of Ben, he lifted her ass and pointed his cock directly to her wet pussy. Her puffy lips indicating she was ready to be fucked harder than ever before.
Imogen knew what was coming next but had to put a stop to it. She felt horny and wanted desperately to be fucked, but knew she had to try and stop this large cock from entering her needy pussy. She felt the tip of his cock start to enter her pussy, she knew how big he was and didn't want it stretching her that much. She wondered how something that big would ever fit inside her anyway.
"NO!' she screamed, "NO... STOP... DON'T!" she screamed, "I'm married," and jumped off the bed, running to the change room, getting her clothes and left the studio crying.
Imogen went back to her suite where Simon was working on his laptop. He could see she was upset and had been crying, so she sat and explained what had happened.
Simon had invested a lot in getting Imogen this far into her career and wasn't prepared for Imogen to just run away from a major client. Simon knew that this would be a 'make or break' deal for Imogen's career.
Simon called Nigel and invited him over to their suite. Simon was embarrassed by her actions and wanted Imogen to apologize to Nigel.
"Nigel is coming over now," Simon said sternly, "and you are going to apologize for running out of the photoshoot, we have invested a lot in you Imogen, we see a lot of potential in you, do you understand?"
Imogen just nodded, not knowing how to respond. She loved the way Simon fucked her, but he was truly an arrogant man that didn't seem to respect Imogen's feelings and seemed to only want things his way.
Simon walked up to her, gently placed a hand behind her head, and pulled her in to kiss her passionately. When he broke the kiss, she looked into his eyes. He could see the look she gave when she was needed to be fucked.
Simon felt her pussy, she was wet, so he slipped a finger inside her and said, "Nigel was hoping to see you perform today, to see your potential, so I am going to fuck you in front of Nigel, so he can see firsthand how you perform."
Imogen looked him in the eye, a little confused.
"This will be your way of apologizing, and Nigel will just watch and enjoy the show, okay?" Simon explained. "If you want to succeed in this industry, you must obey your bosses, the ones who pay your way. Okay?"
Imogen, desperate to be fucked again by Simon, just nodded, and whispered quietly, "okay."
She really liked Nigel as they had already made a connection and wanted to impress him, as she could see he could possibly be the key to her future career.
Nigel arrived, already knowing what Simon had planned over the phone when he called. Without any words said, Nigel sat on the couch, adjacent to the honeymoon suite bed.
Imogen liked Nigel from the moment they met. They had already had some friendly, intimate conversations, getting to know each other. He wasn't arrogant like Simon. She needed Nigel to like what he saw, and be her new boss, therefore she wanted to impress him. So, she had no issue allowing Nigel to watch Simon fuck her.
She knew it was wrong, cheating on her husband with Simon, but she loved the way he fucked her. She had to find a way to break free from him and saw Nigel as an opportunity to take over as her agent. So, she decided then, she would put on a show for him.
As Nigel sat on the couch, she seductively did a strip tease for him. Noticing the bulge in his shorts immediately.
Imogen gave any guy a hard on even when clothed. Her new style made her look even sexier, and sluttier. She still had on the "SLUT" choker around her neck, as the key to unlock it, was back at the cottage.
She slowly stripped until she was fully naked in front of Nigel, she leaned down to him, her firm tits hanging free and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He took the opportunity to feel her firm tits. A shiver went through her body from the sensitivity of her pierced nipples. She was ready to put on a show.
She turned to Simon standing behind her, dropped to her knees and pulled out his big, hard cock, and began to stroke it, "Mmmm, I love your cock," she purred, and then took it in her mouth, while cupping his balls.
Watching beautiful Imogen sucking a big cock was almost too much for Nigel to contain himself. He had already pulled off his shorts and was stroking his huge cock. Imogen saw him to her side, smiling to herself, as she was very impressed with his cock, being a similar size to Simon's.
Imogen was hornier than ever, she needed Simon's cock inside her, knowing she had to put on a good show for Nigel, and also because she loved the way he fucked her. She stood up and pushed Simon back onto the bed. Imogen stood, bending over in front of Nigel, so he could get a good view of her beautiful wet pussy from behind, which was burning with desire to be fucked. She continued to take Simon's cock deeply down her throat.
Imogen now desperate to have Simon's cock inside her, was about to climb onto the bed, when she felt hands grab her hips from behind. Before she knew it, Nigel's cock was sliding easily into her needy pussy.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" Imogen moaned, "Ohhh, feels so good... fuck me... hmmm."
Nigel began to fuck her, pushing deeper with each thrust, until he was balls deep.
"Ohhhhhh, FUCK!" Imogen screamed, "Hmmm, my god that feels good, fuck me!"
Simon took hold of the back of her head and pulled her back onto his cock. "Keep sucking slut!" he ordered. For the first time ever, she was being spit roasted, and she loved it more than she ever imagined.
"Mmmmmm... glarrg... glarrg," Imogen moaned, as she was being pleasured by two cocks that felt so perfect, it felt right what she was doing.
Nigel continued to fuck her with hard thrusts, which only forced Simon's cock to the back of her throat, making her gag with every force.
Simon pulled her off his cock by her hair, she looked up at Simon, her eyes burning with lust. On the verge of cumming on Nigel's cock, she moans, "Ohhhmmm... ohh god keep going... feels so fucking good... aaggghhh... fuck!" she screamed as she came on Nigel's cock.
"Ohhh fuck, Imogen, your pussy feels so fucking good, you like my cock too, don't you?" Nigel asked as he kept on fucking her.
"Hmmm, I do, I love it, ohhh fuck it feels good," she panted as her orgasm settled.
Simon pulled her up and spun her around onto all fours in the doggy position. He got behind her and slammed his cock into her hard.
Nigel guided his hard cock into her mouth, Imogen gladly took it, sucking her own juices from his cock, "Hmmm... ohhh.. ohhh... yeah, mmmm," she moaned as Simon fucked her, and she tasted her own cum for the first time, "Ohhhm, yeeah, tastes... so... good." She stammered.
Once she had sucked Nigel's cock clean, he lifted her up, off Simon's cock, she felt empty, needing a cock back inside her. She wrapped her arms and long silky legs around Nigel, gazing into his eyes, she begged, "please keep fucking me!"
He lowered her onto his cock. Nigel loved the feel of Imogen's tight pussy, "Ohhh, fuck your pussy feels so good, where have you been all my life," Nigel groaned as he lowered her onto her back, feet in the air and fucked her furiously.
Imogen was having another orgasm when Nigel screeched, "Agggh... fuck... here it comes... aaggghh... Fuck!" as he shot rope after rope of semen deep inside her fertile womb.
"Ahhhmm!" Imogen howled, "Don't stop... please don't stop... oohhmm..."
Imogen wanted him to keep pushing his cum deep inside her until her orgasm settled.
She had hold of Simons cock too still stroking it, she turns again to take it in her mouth. She kept sucking it until Nigel pulled out, then Imogen instructed Simon, "time to give Nigel that show, fuck me good, I need you inside me." She pleaded.
So, Simon quickly took Nigel's place, with her legs in the air, he fucked her as Imogen so desperately craved.
"Agggg here comes another load, aggghh!" Simon grunted as he too shot another load of seed into her fertile womb.
Imogen knew she had to be pregnant by the amount of times Simon had already cum in her during her fertile period, since her wedding day. She loved the feel of hot cum inside her, and she had no issue at that point taking more cum, with the high possibly of being pregnant.
She lay flat on her back, in disbelief of what she had just done. Feeling totally satisfied. Now she had allowed another man to fuck her, potentially her new boss. She didn't like Simon very much but had a connection with Nigel.
Imogen began to wonder why she was allowing herself to be taken by these men so easily. She loved her husband dearly but enjoyed the way her bosses fucked her.
Simon got up and dressed, leaving the room with Nigel alone with Imogen.
Nigel laid beside Imogen for a while, telling her how much he enjoyed having sex with her, and Imogen likewise said the same. They chatted for a while, naked together on the bed as Imogen asked if he would accept that as her apology for running out.
"That was the best apology anyone has ever given me." Nigel laughed.
"I really like you Nigel, and don't want this to jeopardize my career working for you," Imogen confessed, as Nigel stroked her breasts.
"Believe me Imogen, it won't, in fact it only makes me want you more." Nigel assured her.
She leaned in, placed her hand on his cheek and kissed him, he responded to the kiss, allowing their tongues to meet. Imogen wrapped her arm around him and laid on top of him, continuing to kiss each other with passion.
"Ohhmm," Imogen moaned into his mouth. Her body was tingling, and her pussy was aching, as his hard, large cock slid easily inside her, allowing him to fuck her slowly to enjoy the feel of his beautiful cock.
She felt a warm connection with Nigel from the moment they met, and her head was telling her this was right, even though she was married. She loved the way he held her and the way he made love to her.
"Ohhh, I love the way you do that," she whispered looking deep into his eyes, then kissing him passionately again.
For the following half-hour, they made love. Imogen had multiple orgasms until Nigel came inside her again. Imogen stayed wrapped in his arms, wanting this moment to last forever.
They discussed the following day's events, and Nigel said she didn't have to have sex with the co-actors, but it would help her career moving forward. He promised her to work full-time with him whatever she chose to do but it was her decision on how much she wanted to succeed in her career, and how much more money she wanted to earn by working for Nigel.
The way Nigel spoke to her was assuring, and unpressured to do anything she was uncomfortable with. She felt at that point she would do anything to make him happy.
Nigel left, leaving Imogen alone in the honeymoon suite. She took the opportunity to call Tom. The guilt of what she had done was burning her inside. In a way she wanted to try and forget what had just happened. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought she would ever cheat on her husband, but she had, and it felt right but she wanted it to stop.
She missed Tom so much and wanted to hear his voice again.
"Hey babe, I miss you so much!" Imogen howled over the phone to her new husband.
"I miss you too Immy! How is the modeling assignment going. Are they looking after you?" Tom asked, wanting to know mainly if she was not too lonely without him.
"Oh babe, yes, they are looking after me. This place is amazing, the suite is so big overlooking the ocean, I can't wait to have it all to us next week." Imogen said excitedly. "And you can make love to me all day, every day."
"Oh baby, I don't want to tire you out," Tom laughed, "but I am sure you will be ready for some love making by then?"
"Hmmm" Imogen moaned, then giggled, "I can't wait to finally have sex with you without a condom, to feel what it's like having sex unprotected, I hope I like it?" Imogen said, fully aware of how much she loves it more than she should.
"Baby, I am hard every day just thinking about having you back in my arms, hopefully we can make a baby together if you are still in your cycle."
Tom never knew exactly when she was in her fertility period, so Imogen just replied, "Next week is the week, babe."
"I miss you so much Immy, but I know how much this bikini modeling means to you, hopefully one day it will make you famous." Tom said assuring. "I was talking to your mum yesterday too, and she is extremely proud of how committed you are to taking on these assignments, just don't let them be too pushy and make you model anything you feel uncomfortable doing, okay?"
Imogen hesitated for a moment, feeling guilty about the kind of modeling she was doing. "Well.... I must confess something." Imogen paused for a second. "I have done some nude modeling."
"Imogen!" Tom almost shouted. "You said you wouldn't show your bare breasts for the camera!"
"I know" Imogen almost whispered, "But I can make more money, and they are just boobs babe, please don't be mad with me, not now."
"No, babe, I am not mad, you are right, you do have amazing boobs, and you should use them to your advantage, it's not like anyone is touching them. Maybe you could send me some of the shots they take?" Tom smirked.
"I haven't seen any yet, so maybe you can just wait for the real thing in a few days, when I am all yours." Imogen said in her sexy voice, wanting to be in Toms arms at that moment. She also didn't want him to see how different she looked, not sure if he would like the new look.
"Hmmm, I can't wait to do dirty thing with you Immy, to feel my bare cock inside my wife, and hopefully make a baby together. God, I love you so much baby, this time apart is killing me."
With that, she heard the door opening, and Simon arriving back. "I have to go now babe, will call again tomorrow, love you so much xx." And with that she ended the call.
"Telling your husband what a slut you have become are you?" Simon smirked as he sat on the couch.
Imogen's head was confused. She didn't know why she allowed these men to have sex with her when she had just got married. She needed a shower to clean the cum from herself, and to clear her head.
Looking in the mirror, she didn't even recognize herself with shorter, black hair. She wondered, was she really a slut? Was her husband going to like her new look? Was she going to enjoy sex with her husband ever again, after having the best sex of her life with these men?
Looking at the black-haired stranger in the mirror, she so desperately wanted to be back with her husband, but she saw a different person than the innocent, shy girl Tom married. In the mirror she saw a black haired, body pierced, tattooed slut, which is exactly what it said around her neck.
Thoughts came back about being fucked again by Simon and Nigel. She smiled and became aroused just thinking of taking their cocks again. Thinking about how much she loved them both taking her.
She wanted to impress Nigel, she had given up a lot that week, postponing her honeymoon with Tom. She was determined to make this assignment work out, for Nigel to want her for more permanent modelling work. She was told that with her breast size, she would not go far as a bikini model. She had to trust Nigel, that was the case, she needed him to believe in her. She said softly to the stranger in the mirror, "I am going to give Nigel exactly what he wants tomorrow. Modeling is my life, and nothing will stop me from doing what I love and becoming a successful model."
Returning to the bedroom fully naked, she climbed onto the bed to get some sleep ready for the next couple of days shooting.
Simon sat beside her as they chatted for about half an hour. For some reason he seemed different, he seemed nicer and seemed to understand what she was going through. She liked that side of Simon as they chatted like they were best friends. He then informed her that he would be flying out the next morning for a meeting, leaving her to finish her assignment with Nigel. For some reason, she seemed disappointed that he wouldn't be with her as she had become accustomed to him fucking her every day.
"You look disappointed?" Simon asked, as he could see it in her face.
Imogen looked up at Simon, with that look in her eye and just said, "Come to bed and hold me, I need it right now."
Simon stripped naked, climbed onto bed and just held her in his arms. For the next half hour, Simon hugged her tight as they chatted and kissed while caressing each other's naked bodies.
"I can't believe how beautiful you are." Simon whispered as he gently caressed her breast. "I honestly can't imagine ever being with anyone else."
"Make love to me." Imogen whispered into his mouth. "Prove to me I am the only one for you."
Simon did exactly that, he didn't' just fuck her like he normally did, he made slow passionate love with Imogen. He made he feel wanted and loved by Simon, in the same way Tom made her feel, but the intimate sex felt different, his cock seemed to be made for her.
Imogen fell asleep in his arms, smiling and feeling content.
Imogen woke in the morning to find Simon had already left as he had an early flight out. She suddenly felt lonely wishing she was still wrapped in his arms. She found a small bag with a couple of skimpy, slutty outfits and tiny bikinis, but no underwear still. A small note read "This should be enough clothes for the next couple of days until you go home"
She was on her own and had to impress Nigel to make sure she secured modeling contracts she so desperately wanted. She was nervous about what the day would bring, so she took a couple of lines of cocaine before leaving for the studio.
Imogen arrived at the studio on a high with determination. Nigel offered her more cocaine, not knowing she had already taken more than enough. She shouldn't have accepted as she was already on a high, but she did. In fact, she took another two lines which made her so high, she felt like she was flying.
The first couple of hours, she posed for the camera, both in costume and nude. Some scenes were fully naked with both Carl and Ben, posing in a lot of very intimate positions. During this time Nigel had given her more cocaine.
The guys could all see how stoned and out of it she was in her hot slutty eyes. It only made her look sluttier which Nigel loved for this shoot. It also made her extremely horny, and she desperately felt the need to be fucked, and fucked hard.
Imogen was still blown away with the size of their massive black cocks. Touching them only made her want them. She wondered if something so big could fit inside her, and she wanted to find out. She knew Nigel wanted them to fuck her for the camera. As much as she shouldn't allow them to fuck her, she was too high to think rationally She was so turned on and wanted to perform with them for the sake of her career.
After a short break, Dave instructed them that they will shoot the sex scenes, hoping for a better result than the previous day.
Imogen was so high and out of it, she was prepared to do anything to get the best photos for Nigel. She knew that if she didn't perform for the camera this time, her career would be over.
As Imogen lay naked on the bed, at the verge of passing out from the drugs, only making her more aroused and desperate to be fucked. Ben licked her pussy as she sucked on Carl's massive cock.
Nigel watched, and made sure all the video cameras were rolling. He knew if this gorgeous, young, twenty-two-year-old, married model went all the way with these two famous porn stars, he would make a fortune from this video. He knew Imogen would become just as famous as these guys working for him.
Imogen was lost in her own little world, horny and desperate to be fucked. At that point she didn't care, she just wanted these large black men to use her, and fuck her for the camera, and for Nigel. The size of their cocks didn't concern her, she wanted them to just use her at that point.
"ohhmm, ohhh yes," Imogen moaned, holding the back of Bens head, licking her deeply. "Ohhh... feels good." She purred.
Imogen had started her first orgasm coming from Bens long tongue. As she stroked Carl's massive cock, she breathed heavily moaning, "Ohhh... ohhh... ahhh... ahhhgghh... fuck!" as she came in Bens's mouth.
Ben then roughly flipped her over onto all fours, as she took Carl's cock into her mouth.
"Ohhmmm" she moaned, then gritted through her teeth, "FUCK ME BEN, FUCK ME HARD WITH THAT BIG COCK!!" Then again took Carl's cock in her mouth as he held her head pushing in deeper.
With that instruction from Imogen, Ben slowly entered his huge cock into Imogen's hungry cunt.
"OHHHHHH FUCK" she screached when he began to push in deeper, "ITS SO BIG.... AAGGHH." She screamed "STRETCH MY MARRIED PUSSY... DESTROY ME!!"
Ben did just that, pushing deeper with each stroke until his huge cock was balls deep inside her.
"AAGGH... FUCK... SO... BIG!" she screamed again as he began to fuck her with intense.
"glugh... glugh... glughh..." Imogen was practically choking on Carl's cock being forced to the back of her throat as Ben fucked her pussy mercifully, stretching her and reaching where no cock has ever reached before.
Black eyeliner was running down her face along with saliva as her throat with being fucked, while her eyes were rolling to the back of her head.
Ben pulled her off Carl's cock by putting his large hand on her throat and pulling her back to his chest, as continued plowing his cock into her from behind.
"You like that slut?" Ben snarled into her ear.
"YES" Imogen growled, as she was so out of it, the pain didn't bother her. "I am just a slut, fucking use me."
Imogen was stroking Carl's cock in front of her while her mauled her tits, then without warning, slapped her face hard. "You like it rough slut... yeah?... you like being our little cum slut?" Carl said, slapping her again on her cheek, then again twice on her large tits.
Imogens eyes were rolling to the back of her head from both Bens cock and high on cocaine. She just growled back, "HARDER."
Carl slapped her tits again harder than before leaving red marks on them, as she began to orgasm from Ben hammering into her pussy. Carl stuck his tongue down her throat, giving her a sloppy kiss, then spat on her face.
"Agghhh fuck, fuck, fuck.... Hhmmm.... Aaagghhhh" she cried as she squirted on his cock.
Ben pulled out and roughly pushed her face down onto the bed. Carl spun her around and flipped her onto her back, lifting her legs in the air. Imogen was like a rag doll as she was almost passed out.
"I'm going to permanently destroy this slut's tight little cunt." Carl groaned as he pushed his cock into her already stretched hole. "Ahhh... fuck yeah that's a hot little cunt."
Carl began to hammer into her hard as Ben shoved his cock, covered in Imogen's juices into her mouth and slammed it down her throat with her head hanging over the edge of the bed. With her tits flopping back and forth due to the force of Carl fucking her, they both took turns slapping her tits and pulling hard on her nipples.
"Glugh.. Glugh.. Glugh" Imogen gagged as she was violently invaded by big black cock from both ends.
Ben was getting close to cumming, as he pulled out of her mouth, he shot his load all over her face and tits, then shoved his cock back in her mouth to finish him off, swallowing the last couple of squirts. Imogen rubbed the cum with her hands over her tits and body, while licking her fingers clean.
Carl still had stamina and continued pounding her pussy. "You like taking big black cock slut?"
Imogen nodded, "I fucking love it, I love being a slut." She moaned as she had another orgasm building. "I am just a slut to be used...... oohhgggg fuck.... Fuck me.... harder.... Aaagghhh."
Nigel just smiled as this whole thing was being filmed. He didn't care too much about the photos that Imogen thought were all he wanted. He knew this was a video that would make him a lot of money, and it was working out perfectly for him.
Carl began to cum with Imogen, "You want me to fill you with my hot black baby seed?"
"Hmmm... aagghh fuck yes, give me a black baby... ooohhhmmmm... fill me up." She growled as Carl started shooting his load deeper than anyone has ever cum inside her. 'Hummmmm" she smiled as he kept on filling her.
By the time Carl finished inside her, Ben was hard again and wasted no time pumping his cock back into her, forcing Carl's seed deeper. For the next hour, they both used Imogen like a slut, well and truly stretching her cunt.
By the end she was fully passed out after they kept filling her pussy, mouth and body with cum. Her body was a wreck, red marks on her tits from the slapping, her pussy was gaping wide open, makeup smeared all over her face and body covered in cum.
It was only 1pm when filming was wrapped up and Carl and Ben left. Nigel and the crew couldn't help themselves; they all fucked her while passed out and all added their cum to her body. They took a lot of photos of her before the guys left and Nigel stayed to edit the video.
Within a few hours the edit was complete, and Nigel already had clients buying the video for their websites. Simon was one of the buyers and planned to make a lot of money from the video as well. Nigel had just made $50,000 and the video was online within an hour, and Imogen had no idea about it.
Nigel phoned Simon. "We hit the jackpot with this slut. She is going to be the most popular, well-known porn star of the century, she was born for this. I have big plans for the next few videos." He laughed, "But for now, I will give her a couple of days off to rest her body by the pool, then I have one more shoot planned before we send her back to her husband."
Imogen woke at about 7pm feeling sore and bruised. She had no recollection of exactly what had happened to her. She tried to get up, but her legs failed under her. Nigel just told her to stay the night, he removed the SLUT choker, got her some food and she fell asleep again until waking next morning....
To be continued...
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