The Porn Nurse Ch. 04

Clara came out of the bathroom already dressed for work. Black pumps, short black skirt, white blouse that wasn't buttoned all the way, and a very visible black bra, which her tits were practically falling out of. She ran a hand through her hair and put her glasses on.

"So," said Clara, "how do I look?"

"Sexy," said Jay. "Professional." Yeah. Professional in that you like you're going to spend all day getting professionally railed. Jay kept that part to himself though. Even so, it wasn't a lie. She looked beautiful, despite the fact that he knew how she looked wasn't for him.

Clara walked to the nightstand to take her phone off the charger. It accidentally slipped out of her hand, so she bent down to pick it up. When she stood up, her skirt had ridden up some, and Jay got a full on look at Clara's pussy. She wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Uh, babe." said Jay. "Did you forget something?" He gently pointed at her exposed sex.

"Oh, whoopsie!" exclaimed Clara, and pushed her skirt down to cover herself up again. Not that it was going to matter much. This thing was so short anytime she moved around too much everyone was going to see what she had.

"That's it? You're not going to put on any underwear?"

"Nope. Think I'm going to start going commando. It's so much more freeing. You really should try it some time."

"Yeah, right. Maybe. But do you really think that's the kind of clothes you should be going commando in? Everyone's going to see everything pretty much all the time."

"Really, Jay? I'm going to be spending all day getting monster fat loads blown on me or in me, and you're concerned that someone may get an accidental viewing of my slit?"

"Well... yeah, I guess when you put it that way. But Jesus, did you have to put it that way? You know this has been hard for me."

"I know. I know you've been fighting yourself on this. Part of you is turned on by it all, part of you isn't, and part of you just wants to shut it all out. I get it, okay? But this is work. I'm getting paid really well for this. And all these guys? They don't mean anything to me. I think of them as nothing more than cocks and cum. And what's cum anyway? It's just a fluid. Perfectly natural. Yes, I do have to do things to coax their fantastic loads out sometimes, and yeah, sometimes the result of that is a mind blowing orgasm. But it's work. Okay? I love you. Not all these load blowers."

"Yeah. Yeah, okay." Jay wasn't sure if he was okay with it or not, but he knew he wasn't going to change her mind.

"So, we're good?"

"Yeah, we're good." Jay let out a sigh as Clara's phone started to ring.

"Hello?... Oh, hey Pete. What's up?... Okay, sounds good. When are we going to do that?... This morning?... No, no problem at all, just surprised... Sounds fun! See you in a few... Okay, bye."

"What was that about?"

"Pete's on the way over."

"Why's that?"

"He says he wants to show me one of the vehicles they use for some work shoots. He said he'd come pick me up and take me into work today."

"Oh, okay." Great, thought Jay. He wondered what the chances were that his girlfriend would actually make it to work before she got her first load today. "Alright, well I'm going to take a shower. Don't wait for me if Pete shows up before I'm finished."

"Okay hon," said Clara. She pecked Jay on the cheek then went to the living room. Jay went to the bathroom and shut the door. He was going to take a shower. A nice, long, cold shower.

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Jay tried to take his time in the shower. He really didn't want to have to talk to Pete today. After he thought he had been in there long enough, he decided to take a little longer. No chances.

He got out of the shower and checked his phone. About a half hour had passed. Hopefully Pete had come and gone. As Jay started to dry off, he thought he heard something. He put on his sweats and opened the bathroom door. His heart fell to his stomach as he heard an unmistakable sound coming from the living room. Jay walked out, and his suspicions were confirmed. There was Clara, laying face down on the couch with Pete on top of her, fucking away like his life depended on it.

"Damn, Clara," said Pete. "I've been in the porn business for years, but you are by the far the sluttiest cumbucket I've ever come across. And in."

"You know it, baby," said Clara. "Now, do your little cumbucket a favor? Stop teasing me and blow that boss batter up my butt."

Her butt? Jay couldn't believe it. He hardly ever got to fuck Clara in the ass, and now here he was, watching someone else do it. He guessed that anal was officially on the table now.

"Uuggh," grunted Pete as he planted his cock as far down Clara's ass as it would go. Clara, who's eyes were glassed over, slowly ebbed with each fresh wad that was shot in her. After he finally stopped cumming, Pete pulled out and stood up, finally noticing that Jay was standing there with a dumb look on his face.

"Oh, hey Jay," said Pete.

"Yeah... hey," replied Jay. This guy just fucked his girlfriend in the ass right in front of him and all he could say was hey. Unbelievable.

"Sorry honey," said Clara, grinning ear to ear. "Didn't see you there. I was preoccupied, as you saw." She let out a little laugh.

"Yeah. I saw, alright."

"When Pete got here, we started talking about if I was up for anal with the talent or not. I told him I hadn't done much anal for a while, so he agreed to give me a test fuck. Needless to say, buttfucking is now on the menu."

"Absolutely," said Pete. "Clara, your ass is nice and tight. I'm sure it will be a popular fuck hole for the talent pool."

"Can't wait!" Clara stood up next to Pete, who Jay noticed was not bothering to put his pants back on.

"So," said Jay, "shouldn't you guys be headed into work?" Clara now seemed to be absentmindedly stroking Pete's still naked cock.

"Yes, we really should," said Clara. "But first, come to the driveway and check out the van Pete brought over."

"Alright." They all walked outside, Clara and Pete side by side with her hand still working his cock, and Jay following behind. Once in the driveway, Jay saw the infamous van. Definitely a porn van. Tint was so dark you couldn't see anything inside. The door slid open, and inside were two naked dudes with massive dicks. Jesus.

"Isn't it great Jay?" asked Clara. "Pete says they get one of the porn girls out in the van and drive around town fucking. Sometimes they even pick up other guys for the girl. So fucking hot." She then spit on Pete's cock and started jerking it more furiously. Jay really hoped none of the neighbors were seeing this.

"Yeah, great..." said Jay.

"Okay, baby, we better get going. Got a hard day's work ahead of me."

"Okay, hun. See you later. Love you."

Clara finally let go of Pete's now fully hard again dick and got in the van, and Pete followed. As he shut the sliding door, Jay heard Clara say "Okay, who's cock is going to use my tonsils like a punching bag first?"

As the van drove away, Jay saw the customized license plate that read "CUMZONE".

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About half an hour after that, Jay was sitting at his desk at home trying to distract himself and get some work done when his phone dinged with a text message. It was from Clara. He opened up his texts, and the message read "Look what those two mopes did to me!" followed by a picture. It was a selfie of Clara, and she had an obscene amount of cum on her face. Jay didn't know what to say at first, but thought he better say something.

Jay: Just those two guys? Figured Pete would've joined in.

Clara: I offered, but he said no. He wanted to fuck me instead. In the pussy this time. I started to cum just as he shot off in me. Fuck, it felt so good. Makes me wet again just thinking about it.

Jay: Good for you?

Clara: Absolutely. Okay, gotta go. These dicks won't drain themselves.

Jay: Okay, bye.

Jay looked back at the picture. She had a big smile on her face, and cum was everywhere.

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Jay spent the rest of the morning working. He figured he knew how Clara's morning was going, so no need to watch. He didn't want any distractions either, so he put his phone on silent. Not having eaten any breakfast, he decided to break for an early lunch and went to the kitchen to warm up some leftovers. After he ate, he went and sat at his computer, debating if he should go to the website or not. It was a little after noon, so Clara would be out to lunch. He had to admit, he wanted to know how many videos had been posted.

Deciding to bite the bullet, Jay logged in. The cameras came into view, but before he could go to the current day to see what videos there were, he saw motion on one of the cameras. He clicked on it, and the image came into clearer view. There was a black guy sitting in Clara's desk chair, and there was Clara, on her knees, wearing nothing but the lab coat, giving this guy a very active deepthroat blowjob. She had apparently already been at it for a bit, because the guy was fidgeting like he was about to cum. As soon as Jay had this thought, Clara pushed all the way down to the root of this guys cock, and he started cumming in her throat. After he finished, she slowly lifted her mouth up, and Jay couldn't believe it. This guys cock was huge. When she got to the tip, she gave it a few sucks for good measure, then finally took her mouth off of it, but still kept kissing the shaft. This thing must've been ten inches long and as thick as her wrist.

"Damn," said the guy, "no one's been able to do that to my dick before."

"I'm glad you approve of my load extracting throat," said Clara. She was now sucking on the head again, and even further down, like she was ready to give him back to back blowjobs.

"There's just one problem. I was supposed to cum on your face."

"Is that a problem? Your fantastic cock is still rock hard. I think you're trying to hide a second batch of cock butter from me." She slowly started to deep throat his cock again.

"Holy hell," said the guy. "You really are the best slut ever. The other guys weren't lying. Guess I should've known after I saw that guy blowing his load on your face in lobby this morning."

What? She took another load on her face this morning? Jay was going to text Clara right now. When he opened his phone though, he saw that she had texted him again this morning after he had put it on silent. It was another text with a photo.

Clara: Look babe! Pete said he felt sorry that the only guy in the van that didn't get to blow his load was the driver, so he asked if it would be okay if he painted me too. Of course, I couldn't say no to a new cum source. Look how much cum it is!

She was right. As much cum as she had on her face before, this one guy had almost doubled it by himself. Three loads on her face and it could have been ten or twelve.

Jay turned his attention back to the computer. Clara was now deepthroating this guy in earnest again. Jay couldn't help but be mesmerized by it. After about ten minutes, the guy spoke up.

"Okay, going to cum soon."

"Mmm hmm," mumbled Clara.

"Nurse Clara, I need to cum on your face."

"Mmm hmm," Clara mumbled again. She looked up at his eyes and held eye contact, but didn't stop bobbing her head up and down his flesh even a little. She also had a mischievous look in her eyes and a smirk on her lips. No mean feat considering how much dick was currently wedged into her esophagus. A few moments later, the guy grabbed the back of Clara's head and pressed it down as far as he could, then started to cum. She never once broke eye contact with him as he shot a second load down her throat.

After once again sucking the tip several times, she finally let go. She stood up and you could see the juice glistening from her puss. The guy saw this too. He stood up, put a hand around Clara's arm, and walked her over to the exam table. He then gently pushed her on to the exam table on her back, and immediately started rubbing his still somehow hard dick along her slit, coating himself in her juice. The look of lust in Clara's eyes was unmistakable. The guy put the head of his dick at her bald entrance. Clara propped herself up on her hands, eager to see the disappearing dick trick instead of just feeling it. He slowly pressed forward, the horny pussy swallowing the bulbous head. Clara let out a lung full of air, enjoying the moment. Methodically, the guy would push forward, and then pull back, each time getting a little more meat inside Jay's girlfriend, until finally he was buried to the hilt. Clara finally fully laid back on the exam table. The guy grabbed her by the waist and started giving her full, but slow, thrusts, picking up the pace as more time went by. After a few minutes, he was pounding in and out of her with his monster cock at a breakneck speed, and she was moaning loudly like the whore she was.

"Oh... oh fuck... ohmygod!" exclaimed Clara. "Yes... oh... OHHH... dontstop... pleasedontstop... uuuggghhh... break my pussy... please break my pussy... oh... ohohoh... right there... yes... mmm yes... oh... OHHHHHH... oh shit... gonna nut... gonnanutgonnanut... FUCK... c-c-cumming... CUMMINGYESFUCK!

Clara let out a guttural scream and leaned up, pressing her naked body against the big dicked man, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his body as she rode out her orgasm. She was shaking uncontrollably, the huge organ still lodged inside of her, loudly moaning over and over again. It had to have been a close to two minute orgasm. Finally spent, Clara laid back down on the exam table, out of breath. The still erect man removed his engorged member from the well used pussy with an audible plop, and took a couple steps back.

"On your knees," he said as he started stroking his Clara cum covered cock.

Clara weakly slid off the exam table and got down on her knees in front of the man. After a few moments of furious jerking, the first spitwad of cum shot out on to Clara's right cheek, followed by several large arches of cum, plastering Clara's face. Jay couldn't believe that this guy had already cum twice, and was now cumming a third time, with the third load still putting Peter North to shame. Dude must have superhuman sperm. Clara's mouth was slightly opened, obviously surprised by the large load. The man pushed his dick into her mouth a little, and instinctively, she once again sucked the tip to get whatever was left. It was now after 1:00 in the afternoon. Clara had effectively sucked and fucked her lunch time away.

The door from the fluffer room suddenly opened, and a train of guys started filing in. Clara managed to force open one cum covered eyelid.

"Are you the guys for the blowbang scene?" she asked.

"Yep," said the first guy. "Looks like you got a head start on the loads, but you better be ready for more. The fluffers got us all on the edge already."

This was apparently more of a statement than a question, as the first guy got right in front of Clara and started blasting a forceful load on her face. She seemed shocked at first, but on the fifth blast, she let out a groan of approval and lust. One by one, and in a surprisingly orderly fashion, the gang of cocks drowned Clara in jizz. Finally, the tenth and final guy was finishing his sperm attack. Clara had never looked sluttier. Not a single one of these guys had shot less than eight ropes, and most of them shot ten or more. She looked like she had been on the receiving end of cocks that were going to do a large bukkake, not a large blowbang. Their aim had been true, and most of the cum had gone on her face, though enough had slid down to her tits that you would've thought several guys had cum directly on her body.

The donators left, along with the big dick. Clara, still having somewhat weak legs, slowly stood up, and walked towards the bathroom so she could get clean before the next appointment came to gift her his cum.

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Understandably, Clara took a while to clean up. She apparently had a gap between appointments, so it worked out. When she came out of the bathroom, Jay expected her to go to her desk, but instead she headed to the front door and walked out, not bothering to put any clothes on. Maybe she was taking a late lunch? Jay texted her, but as soon as he did, he realized she didn't have her phone on her, so he was going to have to wait to talk to her.

He decided to see if there were any recordings he had missed for this day so far. Jay navigated on the computer screen to D5 for the fifth day, and unsurprisingly, there were several videos. Cursing his own weakness, he selected the first video.

The image came on the screen just as Clara entered the office. This was obviously right after she got to work, because she still had the three morning loads all over face. As soon as she shut the door, two guys came in through the fluffer door, sufficiently fluffed.

"Oh, you guys are punctual," said Clara. "Don't suppose you could give me a chance to get all this jizz off my face first?"

As an answer, both guys walked over to Clara and gently pressed down on her shoulders until she was down on her knees. Having never stopped jerking off after they entered the office, they both started to cum on her face simultaneously, adding their two massive loads to the already three massive loads on her face. After she sucked the last drops out of each dick, both men left, having never said a word to Clara.

"Well, at least I only have to clean off once now," Clara said to herself, and then the video cut off.

Jay went to the second video of the day. There was a naked guy laying on her massage table, and Clara was standing beside him, also naked. She was also jerking him off already.

"So, Clyde," said Clara, "my appointment book said you're here for a depilation appointment, but you're cock seems pretty smooth already. Did you have some concerns?" Before Clyde could answer, Clara bent over and started sucking his dick.

"Well," started Clyde, "I had a wax not too long ago, so everything should be good down there, but I still thought I'd come in to have you check. I don't have a scene until the end of next week, so I'll be in Tuesday to drop a load on your face. So today, I thought you could give me a good solid fuck to make sure the wax job was thorough enough."

"I see. Good planning on your part. We do want to make sure your cock is properly prepared." Clara then quickly got on top of Clyde and eased him into herself, and was soon slam fucking him in cowgirl. After about five minutes, Clyde was obviously trying to keep himself from cumming.

"Damn," said Clyde, "you sure know how to fuck!"

"All in the name of the job, Clyde," answered Clara. "Unlike the actresses you do your scenes with, it's typically my sole goal to empty you and the other talents balls as quickly as possible. Though there are instances, like this one, where you're getting a bit of a longer fuck for a purpose. As it stands, the wax job seems very sufficient. I've felt nothing out of sorts with my hand, mouth or pussy. Your dick has passed my tests."

"In that case, I'm about to bust."

"Good! Now... fill my cunt." He needed no more encouragement. Clyde immediately thrust upward and started shooting his splooge into Clara, who was obviously enjoying every veiny pulse. After a lengthy orgasm, Clyde relaxed on the table. Clara slid off of him and stood by the table. She then bent over to take his dick in her mouth. After giving him a thorough cleaning, she finally stood up.

"Okay, Clyde," said Clair. "you're good to go. Now remember, we have an appointment on Tuesday. You must have a completely full ballsack by that day. I expect you to give me a very large facial, and I don't want to be disappointed."

"Alright," said Clyde. "Guess if I don't get lucky with a date tomorrow, I'll just have to jerk one out instead. That waiting thing can be brutal sometimes, so I always like to clear out the pipes on the last day."

"Understandable. However, I prefer the talent not jerk off, unless they're getting ready to shoot on me, of course. If you don't get lucky, text me. I'm off tomorrow because it's Saturday, but I can probably arrange something."

"Sounds good to me, Nurse Clara. Later!"

With that, the video cut off. Text me if you don't get lucky? What the hell was that? Jay felt like he had been putting up with a lot with this new job of Clara's. Now she was actively planning on fucking these guys outside of work? Jay could come to terms with the guy Clara had blown in the parking lot since she was still technically at work. Even the incident this morning was in a work vehicle, or at the studio. Well, except when Pete buttfucked Clara on the couch. Reasonably though, that's her boss, and bosses can be demanding. Jay didn't know if he liked where this was going.

There was only one more video for the day so far, but it was just the extended session with that guy with a massive dick, followed by the ten guys that drenched Clara. Jay went to the live feed, and she was still not back yet. He guessed he was just going to wait until she returned.

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Jay decided to continue working with the live feed up in the background. He wanted to text her as soon as she was back in her office. It was now close to 3:00 in the afternoon, and she still wasn't back in the office. Jay's phone started to ring, but it showed an unknown number. Thinking it may be Clara calling from a different phone, he picked it up quickly.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Jay. It's Pete."

"Oh. Hey, Pete."

"I had something I wanted to run by you."

"Sure. But hey, do you know where Clara is? She hasn't been in her office for almost two hours."

"Yeah. She had a meeting with accounting, then I wanted her to come by my office. It all just took a bit longer than anticipated. She just walked out though, so should be back shortly."

"Why did she have a meeting with accounting?"

"Well, they were having trouble believing that Clara was clearing as much talent for work as she said she was, so they wanted to meet with her to verify."

"How did they verify?"

"Three of the number crunchers did an airtight on her. They figured it was the best way to test all of her abilities. Don't worry, a member of HR was present as well to make sure everything was on the up and up. He even topped it off by blowing a load on her face. And it worked. Accounting is now convinced of her efficiency."

"Great..."

"It is! Anyway, question. Clara has obviously become a huge asset to our company, so I wanted to celebrate some tomorrow. I thought maybe we could all go out and do dinner."

"I don't know. I was kind of hoping for some alone time with Clara this weekend. Though, I'm sure she'd probably be up for dinner, but-"

"Great, it's settled then. I'll have a driver pick you both up at your place at 7:00 tomorrow night. Oh, Jay, I'm getting another call so I have to go. See you tomorrow!" And with that, Pete hung up.

Jay really didn't want to go to dinner with Pete, but he also knew Clara would definitely want to. Maybe if Jay was around, he could actually keep her from sucking and fucking whoever came her way. There was some motion on the office camera. It was the main door opening. Finally, Clara was coming back to the office. As she walked through the door, Jay couldn't believe it. She was absolutely covered in sperm. Again. Jay was hoping she would go to her phone, but of course, she went straight to her personal bathroom. Great, he still had to wait to talk to her. He went ahead and changed to the bathroom camera.

Clara took a while to get cleaned up. It was an incredible amount of jizz on her face after all. She was still getting dried off when the fluffer door opened and two guys walked in.

"In here," called out Clara. Both the guys walked to the bathroom. Clara was facing the open doorway, letting the two horny men look up and down her beautiful naked body. "So, are you boys my 4:00 cum draining?"

"We are," sad one guy.

"Good. What's the finish again?"

"Eiffel tower, double facial."

"Excellent. Mind if we fuck in the shower?"

"We'll shoot our loads wherever you want."

"Okay then. Lets get started."

Clara walked to the shower, and the two guys quickly followed. One guy got in front of her. She bent down, spit on his dick, and went right to work sucking him off, popping her ass in the air at the same time. The second guy saw the invitation. Clara was obviously very wet, because the second guy slid right in to the hilt. Despite having gone through the fluffer room, these guys were actually able to fuck Clara a for a few minutes. Inevitably though, their legs started to quake. Clara got on her knees between the two, and both men started to blast her face. The first three shots from each man were directed right at each eye, completely sealing her eyelids. Each man then shot an additional five ropes almost in tandem, each one making a cum line from her jaw to the top of her forehead. Clara had an open mouth smile all the while, trying to see if she would catch anything. The goons each squeezed their dregs out onto Clara's tongue, and then took their leave. Clara stood up, and already being in the shower, turned on the water and started to clean off.

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It was now close to 4:30, and Jay guessed Clara had to be mostly done with her appointments today. She finally came out of the shower. She walked over to her desk and picked up her phone. Seeing Jay's text, she responded.

Clara: Sorry I missed your text, sweetie. It's been a busy day. I had a meeting when you messaged me.

Jay: Yeah, Pete told me. Was that cum on your face from the accounting and HR people?

Clara: Oh, no. The only one of those that came on my face was the HR guy. Who, by the way, definitely practices the three day method. Such a big load! The other three hosed down my holes.

Jay: So what was with that insane amount of cum on your face when you came back to the office?

Clara: Well after that meeting, Pete called me to his office. He wanted to give me a little surprise. After I got cleaned up in his shower, I came back to his office, and he had five swinging dicks waiting for me. It was a surprise gangbang for all my hard work. Wasn't that nice? They fucked me for an hour. So hot. Four orgasms later, and they all shot their nut on my face. That's why I came back looking like a glazed donut.

Jay: All five of them came on your face?

Clara: Yep. Well, technically six. Pete's assistant, Niles, shot on my face, too. Actually, duh, seven. I forgot to count Pete. So yeah, seven loads.

Jay: I'm surprised Pete doesn't have a woman as an assistant.

Clara: Why would he need one? His balls are mine to drain.

Jay: I guess.

Clara: Okay hun, I need to shut down here. I'm pretty much done today. Pete's going to have the van bring me back home.

Jay: The van? So in other words, even though your day is almost over, you're still not done letting guys nut on you.

Clara: Hopefully. See you when I get back home!

Clara put her phone down and started getting ready to leave. She was organizing some paperwork when the main office door opened, and in walked the same massive dicked guy from earlier in the day. He was once again sporting an erection.

"Hey, Moses," said Clara. "Does that magnificent cock of yours need some more attention?"

"I know you're about done for the day, but i think i still have some nut left. I like to get as empty as possible before I can't blow for three days."

"Understood. It is absolutely the best idea to have your balls drained as close to empty as possible before waiting the three days." Clara then walked over to the exam table and bent over. "Now, come fuck my brains out."

As Moses walked over to Clara, Jay changed camera angles so he could get a side view. Moses got behind Clara and started rubbing his massive member on her gash. Clara looked back with anticipated lust. Slowly, Moses pressed forward, still taking a while to get his full length in her. After a couple minutes, he was fully inside.

"Fuck!" exclaimed Clara. "You're so god damned big!"

"You ready for this?"

"Ready? I want you to make me cum so hard I cry. Tear me up."

Moses needed no more prodding. He started working himself in and out of Clara. Jay could see his girlfriends slickness lubing up the massive dick. Each time he pulled back, she breathed in, and each time he pushed forward, she breathed out. Like his cock was making her breathe. You could see her stomach bulge out with each thrust, her sex trying to accommodate it's invader. She started moaning with each thrust, the mere girth of his fuckstick putting pressure on her clit. After about ten minutes of what had evolved into some furious fucking, Clara started to tense up.

"Oh shit," she said. "Oh shit, oh shit... Fuck, you're going to make me cum!... God, please don't stop fucking me... fuck... oh yes... cumming... cummingcummingcumming... oh yes... fuck... FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Clara began to shudder as her orgasm ripped through her. Her legs started shaking and she started to lose her balance, but Moses pressed her up against the exam table, continuing to fuck her has hard as he could while her juice squirted around his cock. After a couple of minutes, Clara was on the lower ebbs of her orgasm, but Moses didn't stop impaling her. She was quickly getting worked up again.

"Oh fuck. Oh, Moses, you're going to make me cum again... ohohoh... oh God... tear that orgasm out of me... uhhh.... cummingcumming... uhhhUHHHHHHFFFUUUCCCKKK... OHGODCUMMMINGAGAIN!" Clara began shuddering again, her ass and legs quivering as she had her second orgasm. Moses, to his credit, continued to pummel her throughout her pleasure.

After her second bliss had run it's course, Moses felt it was his turn.

"Okay slut, I'm gonna nut now." Clara could only moan in response. After a few more pumps, Moses grunted and pushed himself as far into Clara as he could, and started pumping his load in her.

"Fuck, Moses! You're nutting in my cervix. Oh shit! You're cums going to make me cum... fuckfuckfuck!"

Clara buried her face on the table and started to scream, another orgasm blasting through her body. True to what she wanted, she started to cry, tears of orgasmic bliss streamed down her face, moaning the whole time. After Moses had pulsed into Clara for a full minute, he finally pulled out. Cum ran out of her well used pussy like a faucet. She slowly slid down to floor and just laid there, completely spent.

"Thanks, slut," said Moses. "I'll see myself out."

"Sure, anytime," said a breathless Clara. As Moses left, Clara was busy catching her breath. Then, the fluffer door opened. It was well after 5:00 now, so Jay couldn't figure out why anyone would be coming through the fluffer door. A guy poked his head in.

"Uhhh... are you finished?" said the guy. Clara lifted her head a little bit and looked at the man. "You seemed pretty occupied. We uhhh, wanted to wait until you were done."

"I guess," said Clara. "Who're you?"

"We're the last appointment today. One of the other groups for a scene from the blowbang film?"

"Oh shit, I forgot they added another one of those. How many of you are blowing your loads on me today?"

"Ten guys."

"Alright, well, I'm a bit tired, and I'm sure you heard the cause. I'm just laying here to rest. If you could please, all form a line to blow your dick butter on me."

So the men all came in and got in line. The first guy kneeled down, and immediately started plastering Clara's face. Just like earlier in the afternoon, with quick succession, each guy blew his load. And just as before, each load was massive. By the end, there was so much jizz on Clara's face that she almost looked like she was glued to the floor. Eventually, several minutes after the last load blower had silently left, Clara started to get up. She made her way over to the shower to clean up.

Jay knew that she would take a while to get cleaned up again, but after a half hour, he started to wonder what was taking so long. He switched to the bathroom view. There was Clara, on her knees, sucking some guys dick sticking through the gloryhole in her shower. As soon as Jay saw what was going on, the guys nuts started undulating, dumping a no doubt generous load straight into his girlfriends stomach. After the guy was finished, Clara pulled back, pausing at the head to give it a few hard sucks, and finally let go. The dick disappeared without a word, and Clara went to the sink to brush her teeth.

She finally came out of the bathroom and grabbed her phone, texting Jay almost immediately.

Clara: Sorry, hun. Running behind. Have you been watching?

Jay: Yeah. Wondered what was taking so long, but then I saw you were blowing that guy in the gloryhole.

Clara: You just saw the one? Jay, three guys fed me their nut in there. Keep up, silly.

Jay: Right. Anyway, I wanted to ask you about one of your appointments earlier. You told that one guy if he didn't get lucky on a date to text you and you would get something arranged. What did you mean?

Clara: I meant that I would meet up somewhere with him and let him use my body to pound his load out. Why? What did you think I meant?

Jay: Well, that was exactly what I was afraid you meant. Clara, why are you making plans to fuck these guys outside of work?

Clara: One, I don't have any plans yet. Two, why wouldn't I? Babe, the performers cocks are my business. I have to make sure they're all taken care of and in proper cum shooting order. I can't have these guys jerking themselves off. That would just be a waste of cum. So if that means I have to sacrifice some me time so they can use me like a personal fuck toy, so be it. Besides, the date may work out. You could be getting worried about nothing.

Jay: Yeah, I guess. One more thing though? Can you please make sure you keep your phone with you? I didn't like not knowing what was going on today.

Clara: You're right. Absolutely. So we're good?

Jay: Yeah.

Clara: Okay. I need to get out to the fuck van. They've been waiting on me for a while now. See you when I get home. Bye babe!

Jay: Okay. Be safe.

Jay looked back at the screen as Clara was walking out the door. She hadn't even bothered to get dressed. Jay sighed, logged off the website, and went to the kitchen to make some dinner.

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Clara had left work late, and there was some traffic, so he knew she was going to be running behind. He still thought she would get home at around 6:30. 7:00 at the latest. At 7:03 when she still wasn't home, he decided to text her. Right as he opened his text messages though, he received a text from her.

Clara: Sorry, babe. Ran into an issue on the way home, but everything's good now. Should be pulling up in about twenty minutes. I tell you about it when I get home.

Jay: Okay, no worries.

No worries. Yeah right. What kind of fuckery did she get involved with on the way home.

Almost exactly twenty minutes after the last text message, Jay swore he heard a vehicle pull up in the drive way, but no one came inside. At 7:30, he went to the windows and pulled the blinds aside. The van was parked backwards in the driveway, and Clara was in the driver's seat, fucking the driver in cowgirl. Jay's timing was impeccable, as the driver chose that very moment to start cumming in his girlfriend. After he finished, Clara opened the door pried herself off the driver's cock, and walked around to the passenger side. She was still completely naked, and Jay was once again hoping none of the neighbors we're getting a free show. It was bad enough Jay had to deal with Clara getting fucked six ways from Sunday every day at work. He didn't need to have to start worrying about the neighbors trying to bang her too.

As Clara started walking by the van's sliding door, it opened from the inside. There were a few guys inside, but one of them stepped out. It was Pete, who was jerking his cock at a good pace. There were a few words exchanged, and then Clara got down on her knees in the driveway, getting about eye level with Pete's member. She smiled and stuck her tongue out like some kind of porn starlet. Pete started to shudder, then blasted Clara's face with cum like his dick was a firehose. Clara giggled as Pete covered as much of her as he could. After he was done, she leaned forward, deep throated him about a dozen times, pulled back, kissed and nibbled on the head a little bit, then finally let go. She stood up, gave Pete a slutty cum covered smile bye, and came inside. She shut the door behind her, leaned against the door, and saw Jay by the window.

"Hey, babe!" said Clara. "Did you see a little bit of the live show there."

"Yeah. I wasn't exactly expecting that. Aren't you afraid the neighbor's are going to see you naked and uh... doing things?"

"And if they do? I'm not ashamed of my job, Jay. Being a cumbucket is hard work. Rewarding though. Honey, today was such a good day. Don't you think?"

"Uhh... yeah, sure. So, what was the problem on the way home? And don't tell me it was because you were fucking those guys in the van."

"No, that wasn't it. Well, I mean, yes, I did fuck them. They were the same guys from this morning. Pete said since I sucked them on the way to work, I should fuck them on the way home. Seemed fair to me."

"Fair... right."

"But anyway, no, that's not why we were late. We got pulled over by the cops. For the tint, of all things. They said it was too dark for state regulations. I had just finished fucking both those guys when it happened. Which, by the way, both of those dirty boys creamed my cunt, so I was naked and dripping when this happened. Anyway, the cops asked if they could inspect the vehicle, which Pete told them of course. When they opened the sliding door, the first thing they saw was me in all my naked glory."

"You didn't try and cover up?"

"No way! Two new people to show my body to? It was the opposite. I had my legs spread and was fingering myself when they opened the door."

"Clara, they were cops for crying out loud!"

"Yeah, but I was going to try and get us out of a ticket."

"Get out of a ticket? What did you do?"

Just then, Clara's phone went off with a text message. She read the message and smiled.

"It's up," said Clara. "I'll show you what I did."

Clara walked to the office with Jay in tow. She booted up the computer and went to the internet, going to the company's website. Where was she going with this?

"So there's something I didn't tell you about the contract I signed for work," said Clara. "It's something everyone signs, but we didn't really think it was going to be an issue for me since I'm not involved with the filming process any. Do you know what BTS scenes are in porn?"

"No. What's that?"

"BTS stands for behind the scenes. They're typically pre-scene or post-scene interviews, but they can also show the filming process, show some sex that was edited out, or even have impromptu scenes if the performers or others on set are horny enough."

"Okay. So what does any of this have to do with you?"

"This." Clara clicked on a tab on the website that said "BTS" and there was a new clip at the very top of the page. She clicked on it, and a video came up and started to play. "Here, sit down in the chair."

As the video started, some writing came across the screen saying "How does the Fuck Van get out of traffic tickets? Like this." The words faded away. At first, you just heard some moaning, which Jay thought sounded familiar. It was also at this point that Clara unzipped Jay's pants and fished out his already hardening cock. Then, a picture slowly started to come up on the screen. It showed a woman in the fuck van getting dp'ed, moaning as she was getting fucked. Jay looked down at Clara who was now sucking his dick at full force, and looking him right in the eye. Jay looked back at the screen. You couldn't see the woman's face. Just her holes getting plowed. Jay didn't want to admit to himself what he was seeing, but he couldn't ignore it any more. There was now a video on the internet that showed his girlfriend getting fucked by two dudes at the same time. He couldn't look away. The double fucking continued for about ten minutes, when both men thrust in, and their ballsacks started to visibly undulate, pumping their loads into Clara. At the same time, Jay grabbed the back of Clara's head and forcefully pushed his cock as far down her throat as he could. He hadn't cum since Tuesday, and he shot what may have been the biggest load of his life down his girlfriend's throat. The video on the computer screen slowly faded away, the scene ending. It never showed Clara's face once. Finally, Jay let go of Clara's head and allowed her to breath again. She took in a deep breath of air, and coughed and sputtered a little bit.

After she had composed herself, Clara started making out with Jay's dick. Licking the shaft, sucking his balls, giving little licks and nibbles to his head. She kept at it for a while, until his dick was hard again. Then, she started sucking his dick again, giving him a full throated blowjob. Jay actually managed to hold out for a while, but after about 10 minutes of vigorous throat fucking, he got that familiar twang feeling in his balls. He stood up and pulled his cock out of Clara's mouth. He started to jerk himself off, but she batted his hand away. She spat a big gob of spit in her hand, and started jerking him off herself.

"Cum for me baby. Shoot your love all over my face. Pleeease." Jay started to quiver.

"You're such a fucking slut."

"The biggest slut you're ever going to meet."

"You're never going to get enough cum, are you?"

"Never, baby. Every time I get a load blown in me or on me, the only thing I want is the next one. And the next after that. I don't want cum. I need it. So what I want right now is yours. So will you please give me your fuck juice? Will you please squirt it all over my face and make me a happy little whore?"

"Then here it is!" And Jay started to squirt all over his girlfriends face. She controlled his cock, and her aim was good. Not a single drop was missed, spray after spray covering her face a little more each time. Finally, Jay was spent, and fell back down in the desk chair. Clara once again sucked the dregs out of Jay's cock, but after a few sucks, let it fall limply. Jay had just had two of the most intense orgasms of his life, and his girlfriend felt it. But he had to ask a question.

"BTS. If it happens again, will they ever show your face?"

"Never."

"Okay."

Even though he was limp, Clara started licking Jay's cock again. He didn't know if he could get hard or not, but he was content to sit there and watch his girlfriend be a cock addicted whore.