Taken Six Times Ch. 03
Date: 10.11.2008
Keywords: Times, 03, Six, Taken, Ch.,
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I never felt like that before. It felt like I had to shit and it felt like my ass emptied itself and then get pushed back inside.
I have no idea how to describe that feeling. But the filling and emptying of my asshole began to build to a pleasure that rivaled the pleasure of being fucked in my pussy. I knew that I was going to climax from being fucked in my ass, and I wanted to feel it. I could not wait to find out what it would feel like. I began moving my hips and pushing back as he fucked me.
I felt him cram himself into me and then his dick pulsed. I knew that he came. I was almost there when that happened. I was jerking the cock off that I was sucking on; I pulled my head up as he pulled out of me. "No, don't stop, please I'm almost there, please, just a little more."
I heard laughing as another man moved in behind me. I felt him enter my asshole and he began fucking me like crazy. I moved my ass around and around. I knew that when I came it was going to be wonderful. I hit the peak and my whole body convulsed. The man I was sucking and jerking off came and I guess that is what took me over the edge.
I gulped down his juice and I moaned as the man in my ass emptied his balls into me. He pulled back and out of me as I was licking up the last drops off sperm coming from end of the cock of the man in front of me. I heard the director tell every one, "OK, one more then it is back to work." I felt another man move in behind me and he slid into my ass as well.
I reached down between my legs and began rubbing my clit as the man rammed in and out of me. He must have been one of the men I fucked me earlier because he did not come right away. I was very happy that he did not. I loved that because I was able to have yet another climax before he finally came. He pulled out and left the room. I don't know why I expected someone else to do me, but I just stayed there waiting. I had been standing there bent over with my eyes closed. No one did anything and I could not hear anyone with me. I stood up looked around and I was in the room all alone.
I looked around and saw that the movable sidewall had been put back into place. The door opened and the lady assistant came in. She handed me a warm wet washcloth, and I wiped myself, between my legs and my ass. She handed me a towel, which I used to dry myself, and as I did that, she took my street clothes from the hanger and handed them to me one at a time as I dressed.
Once I was dressed, she asked as she handed me an envelope, "Are you free tomorrow, Linda?" I looked at her, really not knowing what to say. I guess she had an idea what I was thinking because she said, "We have a another job for you if you want. It will pay twice what is in that envelope."
I opened the envelope and I saw a bunch of $100 bills. I started to count it when she said, "Your paycheck will be sent to you for today. This is a little extra for the great work you gave everyone. It's $1,200 tax-free and we do not report that to anyone, including your agent. Like I said, we have a part for you in a movie we are shooting tomorrow.
"If you take the job, that," she said, indicating the envelope stuffed with $100s, "will be double tomorrow."
I looked at her and asked, "What's the catch?"
She said, "No catch, just good old honest acting work. The address is in there. Show up at seven-thirty ready to work. The script will be there waiting for you, and we'll go over your lines right before each shot. You are going to go far in this business. Pretty soon your name will be up in lights. By the way, if your agent asks, call this a walk-on call. If you don't show, we'll know you are not interested."
I walked out to my car and as I walked I kept farting from both of my holes. I knew that when I got home my panties would be full of sperm and I would be a mess. I found myself hoping that Peter did not want sex tonight, because if he did he would know I had been screwed today. My God, what am I going to tell him if he asks about today?
I was in a daze as I drove home. I mean, I was numb in my brain might be a good way to put it. You see, when I drove to the studio, I saw my life ahead of me. I just knew that today was going to be a great day for me. I had speaking lines in a major motion picture with real movie stars. My agent was pleased, and my husband was happy for me; he had even kidded me all night about it.
It was 5 a.m. when I had arrived, which meant I left home before 4:00. (Driving anywhere in or around L.A. takes a minimum of at least one hour). I left the studio around 2:40 p.m. I could feel the wetness between my legs increase due to the sperm coming out of me as I sat in the car driving home.
I just kept saying over and over to myself, "Please don't be home, please don't be home." Last night Peter had said he would get off early and come home; he wanted to take me out to celebrate my first acting job. I began pleading to God that Peter could not get off. Oh, yeah, the very same God that I had been calling out to in pleasure as men other than my husband fucked me, driving me crazy with pleasure.
My heart was pounding as I turned the corner of my street and I saw with relief that Peter's car was not in the driveway. I pulled into the garage, got out and looked at the driver's seat. It had a rather big wet spot right where I had been sitting, and it reeked of sperm – other men's sperm.
I rolled down all the windows and I knew that Peter would park out in the drive so it shouldn't take long for that spot to dry. My only concern would be if it left any kind of line or something. Peter never drove my car, so all I needed was the spot to dry and not leave any sign that it was there to begin with.
I quickly went inside to the bedroom, tore my clothes off, put them in the hamper and drew a bath. I felt lucky when I found that Peter was not able to get off early as he hoped he would. I soaked and I lay there thinking all about the day. I had been raped on camera, four times with a second-rate movie actor. I had been blackmailed into being raped again and yet, I honestly could not remember exactly how many men fucked me.
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Keywords: Times, 03, Six, Taken, Ch.,
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