Francis should have been sleeping on the plane flight from Nashville to Atlanta.  
Instead he was thinking about all of the events of the day.  His wife of six 
months getting the fucking of her life from Dane's 13-inch cock, her starring in 
a porn movie, and worst of all the fact that he was going to have to go back to 
work for a week.  

Joe Darkman, the director, was kind enough to set up a phone on the set so that 
Francis could call in whenever he wanted to.  In fact, he had asked for Frank's 
business line so that Misty could call on her breaks.  Frank didn't like the 
smile on Joe's face when he said it though.

From the sounds of the three men he had overheard in the men's room at the 
airport, Misty was going to have her hands full.  Maybe it was better that he 
didn't see it.  Losing it during the filming and rushing onto the stage had been 
embarrassing.  Joe had said he had a small part for him at the end of the film, 
eight days from now, so he had to be back.

* * *
"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE, TAKE YOUR PLACES!" Joe boomed over the megaphone.  "In this 
scene, Misty will be on her honeymoon and her husband will be out on a fishing 
trip leaving her alone at the hotel."

A fake pool scene was put up.  The only thing real were the lawn chairs, towels, 
and other pool side items.  

"ACTION !"

Misty came strutting in, her 5'-3" frame balancing on fashionable 6-inch high 
heels.  A tiny string bikini barely covered her full breasts and shaved pussy.  
In the back, a slim piece of material rode up her crack. Her tits and ass 
jiggling with each movement, Misty made her way over to a lounge chair and sat 
down.

"KYLE!  YOU'RE UP!"

Kyle Banger, one of the muscular young pretty boys in porno business walked on 
the set.  His wavy blond hair combed back, sunglasses, and a pair of red 
lifeguard trunks gave him that California beach boy look.

"Hi! My names Kyle, I'm the lifeguard here at the resort.  Are you alone?"

"Oh! Hi! Uhh...my names Misty and uhh no, as a matter of fact I'm here on my 
honeymoon."  She looked the young stud up and down contrasting this Greek god 
with her husband of one day.

"Where's your hubby now?" Kyle asked

"He's out on a fishing trip for the day, so I'm going to work on my tan."

"You can't be too careful down here.  Did you bring any sunscreen?"  Kyle asked.

"Well...no, I thought the sun wouldn't burn too bad this time of year."

"That's what every tourist says and then later on that night they can't even 
pull a sheet over themselves in bed because there skin is burned so bad.  Here 
let me help you out."  Kyle pulled out a tube of sunscreen he had tucked in the 
waistband in his bathing suit.  

"Thanks," Misty said, reaching out for the tube.

"Don't mention it.  Just flip over and I'll put it on for you," Kyle grinned.

"Sure thing," Misty quoted her line, "make sure you don't miss a spot!" she 
added teasingly.  Misty thought about herself in real life and wondering if she 
could be like the girl she was acting out.

Flipping over, Misty stretched out her legs and put her arms out to the side.  
Kyle started with her shoulders, squirting some of the lotion onto his hands and 
kneading it into her flesh.  Working down her back he came to the string of her 
bikini and in one quick motion untied it.  "That should make it easier," he 
said.

Misty moaned as the muscular porn star worked his way down to her cute little 
butt.  She knew how fine her ass was and arched her back slightly to make it 
stick out even more.  Kyle squirted a large amount of cream into both hands and 
grasped one butt cheek in each hand, squeezing them softy at first.  

"Mmmmmmmm...that feels good," Misty moaned, spreading her legs slightly.

Kyle kneaded her firm ass harder and then began working one of his hands down 
between her legs.  Misty spread her legs slightly to give him better access to 
her moistening pussy.  

Although young, the porn star had been in dozens of movies.  The glamour from 
watching them and wondering what it would be like to be in one was different 
than the real thing.  All the women had been pros, but it was obvious that they 
had been fucked hard for years.  Their pussies were spongy and loose.  It was 
like pushing into Jell-O.  Most of them didn't keep themselves in good shape 
after they had been in the business a while.  Joe was right, this girl was 
fresh.  Kyle found himself hard as a rock.  His cock was 10-inches long and 
thick.  This was a fuck he was going to enjoy.

Kyle pushed her skimpy suit to one side and ran his fingers up and down her wet 
slit. "Ohhhhh...yeah, rub my little pussy," Misty said.

While working her clit and pussy with one hand, Kyle put his other thumb up to 
her tightly puckered asshole.  Misty squirmed.  'What the hell's he doing,' 
Misty thought.
Joe saw her try to move away from Kyle's thumb and laughed.  The sex scenes were 
very vague in Misty's script, while in the guys' scripts they were very 
detailed.  He knew exactly what he wanted to put her through and the cameras 
would be tightly focused to capture all of her expressions.

Misty was moving her pussy back and forth on Kyle's hand.  "You've got a fine 
looking ass and pussy baby, now I'm going to give it a work over."

"Wait...uhhh, what about my husband?"

"Fuck him," Kyle said, "he shouldn't have left his bride here all alone."

He increased the friction on her clit and pushed his thumb into her asshole.  
She tried to jerk away, but Kyle kept his thumb firmly stuck up her ass.

"Owww!" Misty continued to try and jerk away, while the cameras zoomed in on her 
pained face.  Before she could cry out again, Kyle started rubbing her clit 
hard.  "Mmmmmm, that's better," Misty moaned concentrating on her clit and 
trying to block out the pain in her virgin sphincter tightly clenched around 
Kyle's thumb.

After a few minutes of rubbing and letter her adjust, Kyle withdrew his hand, 
right as she was on the verge of cumming.

"Oh! uhh, Don't stop," Misty begged.

"Don't worry babe," Kyle laughed, "we're just getting' started.  Now flip over!"

Misty did as she was told, which of course was in line with the script, but she 
would have done it anyway.  It seemed so surreal.  She was acting in a film, but 
her body was responding to sexual stimuli she never knew was buried deep inside 
her.

As she flipped over, her tiny top fell off exposing her full firm tits.  Kyle 
grabbed both of her ankles, spreading her legs as wide as his arms could extend.  
"Leave 'em wide, honey!"  Misty looked down at the huge protrusion sticking out 
from Kyle, ' God he's so thick,' she thought, worry spreading across her face.

Kyle used two fingers from one of his hands to spread her pussy lips, while his 
other hand grabbed his stiff cock and positioned it at the tiny entrance.  
Pushing forward he met immediate resistance.

"HURRY! ZOOM IN ON HER FACE, IT'S PRICELESS."

Misty's face was indeed priceless for adult films, because the scrunched lines 
in her face and her open mouth wasn't acting but real pain from the massive cock 
trying to push into her tiny hole.  

"Ahhhhhhhhh...you're toooo biiiiiiiig!"  Misty screamed, even though it wasn't 
in the script.

"Settle down baby, you'll get used to it," Kyle grimaced as his cock was 
straining to push forward.  'I don't think I've had anyone this tight before,' 
he thought.  To distract her, Kyle grabbed both of her big tits and began 
squeezing them as hard as he could, pulling her nipples out several inches and 
twisting.

"Ooooooohhh....fuck!" Misty yelled out as Kyle pushed the last of his several 
inches into her vice-like cunt.  Reaching underneath her, he grabbed her firm 
ass cheeks for leverage and pulled her towards him while continuing to force his 
thick wedge-like cock into her tight hole.  

"Gaaaaaaaaad, you're killing meeeeeeee!" Misty squeaked her voice sounding dry 
and hoarse.  Kyle pulled back slightly to allow her to relax and then pushed in 
again until their pubic hair meshed.  Keeping his dick firmly in place, Kyle 
clenched his ass cheeks to keep her cunt muscles from pushing him out, while he 
reached around to continue massaging her firm breasts.

"FOCUS IN ON HER PUSSY...IT'S STRETCHED TO THE LIMIT," Joe bellowed to the 
cameramen.

"You all right?" Kyle repeated his line, as he continued to wriggle slowly 
inside her.

"Yes, Yes, I'm getting used to it. Just give me a second.  Gahhh I feel so 
full!"

Kyle reached down and gripped both of her thighs for leverage and began to 
slowly pull out.

"Nooooo...don't stop!"

Kyle grinned down at her and smirked as he was almost all the way out.  Then he 
drove forward until pubic bones hit, his balls slamming into her ass.  For the 
next 10 minutes Kyle kept up the drill as Misty had orgasm after orgasm, her 
beautiful breasts a blur as they bounced up to her face and down with each 
powerful thrust.

CUT!  Joe yelled.

"Whaa?  No, what's going on," Misty said in a daze as Kyle began pulling his 
slime covered dick out.

"Next scene," Kyle said nonchalantly.

Misty was confused, 'next scene? But we're still fucking.'

KYLE YOU GET ON THE BEACH CHAIR AND MISTY YOU STRADDLE HIM.  WE'LL START THE 
CAMERAS ROLLING AS YOU HOLD HIS DICK AND DROP DOWN ON HIM.

Misty rolled off the chair so Kyle could lie down.  She felt vulnerable as she 
looked around for the first time seeing all the people involved with the 
filming.  'There must be twenty people watching me get fucked,' she thought.  
Climbing up between his legs she grabbed his fat cock, 'he's so huge, I hope it 
doesn't hurt as much the second time.' Her dainty hands didn't even fit around 
Kyle's cock as she positioned it as the entrance to her reddened pussy.

"OKAY, PLACES EVERYONE, READY...ACTION!"

Misty lowered herself a few inches taking the fat head of his dick into her 
cunt, then popped up.  After several more up and down movements, Joe yelled out, 
"ENOUGH, NOW DROP ALL THE WAY DOWN IN ONE MOTION!"

'Here goes nothing,' she thought, as she followed Joe's commands.  Dropping down 
in one fluid motion, Misty felt the brutal spearing of Kyle's thick meaty cock 
meeting resistance the whole way up through her cunt into her womb.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Misty cried.

"NOW START BOUNCING," Joe yelled, "KYLE HELP HER OUT."

Kyle grabbed her waist and started lifting her up and pulling her down to the 
get the motion going, as Misty still seemed to be in shock.  

"COME ON HONEY, I WANT TO SEE THOSE BIG TITS OF YOURS BOUNCING!"

Misty shook her head and started pushing up and dropping herself down on the big 
fuck stick.

After a few minutes of fucking, Kyle reached up to grab a handful of Misty's 
tits and pull her down in a bear hug.  Holding her firmly he began a passionate 
kiss.

"DIRK AND JOHN, YOU'RE UP!" Joe yelled.

Misty barely heard him as Kyle drove his tongue into her mouth while they 
continued to grind their pelvises against one another.  Dirk Longbow and John 
Hung, both well-known porn stars with ten-inch cocks, neither one as thick as 
Kyle, but both very impressive, entered in Speedo bathing suits.

"Runner?" Joe said softly this time, "get Misty's, wuss of a husband, on the 
speaker phone."

The ring caught Francis by surprise.  He had told his secretary not to disturb 
him.  "I'm sorry sir, but the gentleman said it was your wife."  The next sound 
Frank heard was one he wouldn't forget.

"What...NO!...not in my ass...I've never been fucked in the ass before!"

Frank heard his wife's pleas as Joe cut in.

"OPEN YOUR MOUTH MISTY AND SUCK JOHN'S DICK WHILE DIRK FUCKS YOU IN THE ASS.  
KYLE KEEP BUCKING UP INTO HER PUSSY.

Frank's mind was reeling.  'He can't be serious.  There's someone in her mouth, 
ass, and pussy?'  "What's going on?" Frank yelled into the receiver.

Joe gave a quick reply, "I'm putting you on mute so you can hear your wife get 
the fuck of her life!"

"Ahhhhhh, my ass...it feels like it's on fire!"

"Stop talking and start sucking bitch," John said, shoving his cock into her 
mouth.

"arrrrgh...mmmmmmmffff," Misty gagged

CAMERA ONE...FOCUS IN ON HER CUNT AND ASS TAKE THOSE TWO HUGE COCKS...CAMERA TWO 
FOCUS IN ON HER MOUTH.

Frank listened to the whole thing, his cock getting hard, as Joe gave a play by 
play, directing the cameramen.  The other sounds were the grunting and groaning 
of men fucking his wife.

"Yeah...you're taking it all baby.  Open wide and see if you can swallow this 
load." Francis heard one of the men say.

"CAMERA TWO. CATCH HER TRYING TO SWALLOW THE CUM."  

"Ooooooh...that tasted good," Misty started, and then screamed, 
"iiiieeeeeeee...I'm cummmmmingggggg!"

CAMERA TWO FOCUS IN ON THE PAIN IN HER FACE NOW.  DIRK AND KYLE CUM IN HER CUNT 
SO WE CAN GET IT DRIPPING OUT!"

Francis' hand was a blur as he had his 5-inch dick frantically masturbating.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh," grunted the two porn stars in unison, both of them driving into 
her pussy and ass as hard as possible, their cocks exploding violently.

"Fuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeee!"  Misty screamed.

"Oooooooh!" Francis grunted a thin stream of watery cum spurting onto his desk.

"OKAY...NOW PULL OUT OF HER CUNT AND ASS.  CAMERA ONE ON HER FACE, NUMBER TWO ON 
HER CUNT AND ASS."

Francis was only able to imagine the picture of cum oozing out of his wife's 
pussy and virgin ass. 

Misty lay there totally drained, a river of cum running out of her pussy and 
ass.  She reached a hand down to touch herself; a look of shock replaced her 
weariness.  Her formally tight pussy had been replaced by an open hole.  She 
moved her finger down to her asshole and felt a smaller but similar hole gaping 
open with cum running out.  'What's happening to me,' she thought, 'I'm going to 
be ruined.'

* * *

"Honey?  I hope you're not mad at me," Misty pouted into the phone.

Frank didn't know what to say.  He had replayed the speaker phone episode over 
and over again, all day, in his office and on the drive home.  "How are you 
feeling?" he finally asked.

"Sore...but, I'm okay...I guess.  I have a few ice bags to keep the swelling 
down.  Joe said I should be fine for tomorrow."

"There's going to be more?  Didn't they finish the movie today?"  Frank said, 
his voice rising desperately.

"Oh! No dear, this is a full-length feature film.  They'll be filming every day, 
until you get here on Saturday and then they hope to wrap things up."

"I don't know if I can take this," Frank muttered 

"Wha...You don't know if you can take this!  I'm the one literally busting my 
ass to get us the inheritance and you want to complain!?"  Misty yelled.

"Dear...that's not what I meant...I mean...you're my wife and I'm listening to 
you have sex with other men.  What do you want me to do?"  Frank pleaded.

"How 'bout a little encouragement, Francis.  I'm not doing this for me.  This is 
for us to live the good life.  After those huge cocks today, I can't wait to get 
back to your little one."

'Cocks?' she hadn't talked like that before, Frank thought, 'I'm glad she still 
likes my dick after those guys, though.'   "Uh...honey...I hope things go better 
tomorrow and...uhh...do your best!"  Frank managed meekly.

"Thank you, Francis, I appreciate that.  I'll put everything I've got into it 
tomorrow...for you." She added.

* * *

The three porn studs had been banging Misty all morning.  One hour on, 15 
minutes off, one hour on, 15 minutes off.  As they were getting ready for the 
last session before lunch, Joe called the guys over.  

"Okay, in this scene I want Kyle fucking her tits while John sucks her pussy.  
Dirk you stand behind her head with your balls on her face and have her suck you 
off.  I'm going to get her hubby on the speakerphone towards the end.  It's 
critical that you guys all cum at once all over her face and tits.  John, you 
beat off while you're sucking her pussy and time it with the others.  Everyone 
got it?"

'Yeah, we got it," they said in unison.

Misty lay down on the bed prop as the three guys got in position.  'At least 
it's almost lunch,' she thought, 'I'm whipped.'

"ACTION!"

The bed creaked under the diverse movements of the four people in motion.  
Misty's hips rose up and down as she tried to get more of John's tongue in her 
pussy.  'I've never felt anything like this...ohh it feels great!' she thought.  
Her hands were busy pushing her breasts together as Kyle's fat dick shot between 
her cleavage.  She barely had a chance to watch it, when Dirk's cock and balls 
landed with a plop on her face.  "Start suckin' wifey!" he chuckled, just as the 
script called for.

The jerky motions continued for a while, as each person tried to get more fluid 
in their movements.  "Ohhh...ohhhh...I'm almost there!"  Misty announced, 
thrusting her pussy harder up and down John's tongue.

"Get her husband on the phone...NOW!"  Joe whispered.

"I thought I said no interruptions,"  Francis said to the receptionist over the 
speakerphone, as he looked around at his five division heads, three women and 
two men, a look of authority on his face.  This was the quarterly meeting where 
they reviewed the company's current situation and made adjustments for the 
coming quarter.

"I'm sorry sir, but it's your wife.  She said she needs to speak to you right 
away," the receptionist replied.
"All right then, put her through!"  Before he had even finished the sentence, 
Frank knew it was a mistake.  The receptionist did as she was told and put Joe's 
studio phone through to Frank's speaker phone for all to hear.

"Gahhhhh that feels great...suck my pussy...ahhhhhhhhh!" the unmistakable sound 
of Misty screaming rang out.  Frank tried desperately to get around the large 
conference room chairs to turn the speaker phone off.

"Get ready Misty, because here we cum!"  The three guys yelled as a chorus.

Their grunts and groans were overshadowed by Misty screaming, "yeah...that's it 
boys...cum on my tits!  Cum on my face...oh!  Yeah...now in my mouth... 
Mmmmmmm."

Frank dove for the phone, slamming his hand against all the buttons.  It went 
dead.
He looked around.  His face and ears burning hot.  He saw the grins slowly start 
to grow on each of their faces.  Turning around abruptly he stormed out. 
"DISMISSED," he yelled over his shoulders as he heard the laughter ring out.

* * *

By Friday night, Misty had had five days of non-stop fucking with three of the 
biggest male stars in the porn business.  She hadn't even needed the ice last 
night, just like Joe had said.  Friday had been the best day yet.  There hadn't 
been any pain at all when she was getting her pussy fucked and only minor 
discomfort when she had a dick in her ass. 'I even managed to deep-throat each 
of the guys without choking today,' she thought.  'Francis, sure is going to 
like all of these new techniques.  I can't believe we had only tried the 
missionary position...and for six months.'

A knock on her dressing room door distracted her from the pleasant thoughts 
about her husband.  "Come in," she said.

Joe walked in, bemused that the previously shy and na<ve newlywed girl was 
standing nude in front of the dressing mirror, and didn't even try to cover 
herself up.  The large black man stood behind her small frame looking like a 
giant shadow.

"You've done a great job this week, Misty," he said.

"Why thanks, Joe, I appreciate that."

"No, I'm serious, you could be a star in this business," he continued.

"That's flattering, Joe, but I'm looking forward to getting back to my husband 
and being a wife." 

"That little dick white boy?" he asked, somewhat surprised.
"That little dick white boy is my husband and yes, I still love him.  Even if he 
has a little 5-incher.  It satisfies me," she said in a determined tone.

Joe put his hands on her shoulders, massaging them lightly, as he spoke, "you 
haven't had sex with him since the filming.  Are you sure he's still going to 
satisfy you now that you've had the biggest and best in the business?"

"Uhh..yes...I'm sure," she said in a tone that sounded anything but sure.

"This is all going to be over tomorrow night," Joe said, lowering his hands 
slightly to the tops of her full breasts, "and then it will be back to just one 
man, all the time...one... small... man," he added.

'He's right,' she thought, 'I've got to get as much of this as I can, while I 
have the chance.'  Misty leaned back into his hardening erection, catching his 
stiff bone between the cheeks of her ass.  Reaching up with her dainty hands she 
covered a few of the black man's fingers on each hand and pulled them down to 
cover her breasts.  

Joe looked down to the 5'-3" angel looking up at him with her sparkling eyes. 
'This chick is sooo hot,' he thought.  Misty stared right into his dark brown 
eyes, "fuck me, Joe," she breathed, "fuck me good!"

Two hours later, Misty looked up at the ceiling with a dazed look.  Her legs 
splayed open across the sheetless bed.  Her pussy hair was matted and sticky, 
cum oozing out from the spread lips of her cunt.  Misty licked her lips, getting 
the last of the white cum off of them.  

She turned her head to look over at Joe, pulling his slacks up over the large 
bulge in his underwear.  'Will Francis be able to do this to me?' she wondered.  

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you," Joe said, "I was able to pull off a major 
deal today!"

"What's that?" Misty asked as she rolled over onto her stomach, Joe's cum 
pooling on the mattress beneath her gaping cunt.

"Hans "The Rhinoman" Reiner, has agreed to postpone his retirement from the 
industry to make a guest appearance in our film!  I told him all about you and 
he said he'd fly out tonight and be on set in the morning."

"That's good?"  Misty asked.

"Are you kidding?" Joe quickly answered, "The Rhinoman is the most famous stud 
in porn.  He's a living legend.  With him in the film, his last appearance for 
that matter, will guarantee maximum sales world-wide!"

"Great," Misty said, caught up in Joe's enthusiasm.  "Uhh...why do they call him 
Rhinoman?"

"I don't want to ruin the surprise," Joe chuckled, "Just get some sleep and be 
ready to go bright and early.  That stud of a husband of yours gets to be in the 
shooting tomorrow as well."

* * *

Hans was a sight to behold.  Misty watched him from across the set, out of 
sight.  He stood about 6'-6" with short blondish-white hair, slightly longer 
than a crew-cut.  Everything about him seemed square and blocky, from the shape 
of his head and jaw, to his broad shoulders and tree trunk like legs.  Joe had 
said he was forty, but his firm muscular body looked like that of a professional 
body builder.  

Joe grabbed her arm and started pulling her across the set, "Hey Rhino!  This is 
the gal I was telling you about!" he yelled.

Hans turned to look her way.

"Rhino, this is Misty,  Misty...Rhino." Joe introduced.

"It iz a pleazure to meet you," he said in a thick German accent, while 
extending his hand.  Misty reached out with one of her dainty hands to be 
engulfed by his.  Her neck strained back to look up over a foot into his eyes.  
'Ice cold,' she thought.

"And zis iz Frauline Dierdre," he uttered emotionlessly looking to his left.

Slightly behind stood a tall, slim woman, black hair and dark eyes, all dressed 
in black.  Misty noticed the shiny black boots that rose up to her knees and the 
shiny black belt.  "A pleazure," she said, smiling somewhat eerily, Misty 
thought.

PLACES EVERYONE!  Joe bellowed

A commotion drew everyone's attention as Francis entered from the side door.  "I 
hope I'm not too late," he said meekly, looking around for his wife, "the plane 
was an hour and a half late!"

Neither of them heard Dierdre mutter to Hans, "you...will...break...her."

End of part 5 (the next part will be the end - I promise)
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