“What the hell do you mean eight hundred bucks?” I practically yelled into the phone. “It’s a fucking water pump!”My mechanic gave me some song and dance about needing to pull a load of shit off the engine to get to the broken part.”Fuck, dude,” I said. “Where the hell am I getting that kind of money?”He gave me some more bullshit.”I’ll call you back,” I said, hanging up the phone.The past couple of months had been rough. The plant I worked at had laid a few people off, and while I still had a job, the overtime that everyone depended on to pay the bills had dried up. Money was tight before my car broke down.The only thing that had been going well was the girlfriend. I had to laugh even despite the car. Finding out your girlfriend was a part-time porn star certainly livens your life up. It was early afternoon, and I heard a noise outside. That would be her getting home from work. Sure enough, a minute or so later, the door to the trailer opened.Now I do not want to brag, but my girlfriend is a hottie. She has short black hair and a body that will not quit even though she is in her late twenties. She had been good in bed before. After I found out she had been in a couple of pornos, it had gotten even better.We had had a rough week or two after I had found out her secret. That she was putting out for money and getting filmed at it. What guy likes to know his girl is a total slut with other guys? And mine was not the kind that fucks a guy on the side. Nah, mine had a bit of a fetish.She liked to have groups of guys come on her face.I’m dealing with it, though. I love her, and she admitted that she never let any of them fuck her. So that is something, I guess.She tossed her coat and purse on the couch. Something showed on my face because she gave me a questioning glance.”What’s wrong?” she asked.I took a long draw on my beer.”Fucking car,” I said. “Eight hundred bucks to get it fixed.”I drank the last of my beer, then crushed the can and threw it into the trash.”Where the fuck am I getting that kind of money?”I pulled the door of the refrigerator open. There was one beer left, and I grabbed it.”Well, fuck me,” I muttered.I went into the living room and dropped onto the couch. I turned on the TV. As always, as I flipped through the channels, there was nothing on. The girlfriend went into the kitchen and started getting dinner ready.***”This is good,” I said.The girlfriend shrugged. “It’s just something out of a box.”Like I had said, we had had a couple of rough days there. We had worked through it, though. I’d found out a few things about her, but she had been honest enough to tell me about her needs. She still had not let me fuck her up the ass yet, but the blowjobs were pretty good.”I might know of a way to make a few extra bucks,” she said, looking down at her food.”No,” I said.Things were tight, but I was not going to pimp my girlfriend out by making pornos to make things better. Something of my attitude must have echoed in my voice.”It wouldn’t be just me,” she said, looking up. “They want us both.”***The office looked like any other small business in an industrial strip. FMP Productions on a non-flashy sign at the door.”I don’t know how you talked me into this?” I muttered as we opened the door.My girlfriend just smiled and shrugged. After we had dinner, she called and set up this meeting for the next day. There was a small lobby with several chairs. One of which was occupied by a brunette, who could not have been more than twenty. She was reading a magazine and gave us Ankara bayan escort a short nod when we entered. My girlfriend knocked on the glass window in the wall. It opened.”Hey girl,” the blond behind the glass said. “How have things been?”The two chitchatted for a few moments then the receptionist buzzed us in.***”You’ll give us five thousand dollars?” Some of my amazement must have shown. “Why?”The owner’s name was Paul. He was in his fifties, balding with a gut.”Look, you might not believe it,” he pushed himself back from his desk. “But I’m always straight with my Talent. I’m getting a couple of dozen or more emails from members about your shoot every day. They love it. You outing your girlfriend after what she was doing is our number one video clip in all the three years we’ve been shooting.”He laughed.”You’re fucking stars! So yeah, I’ll pay you to repeat it.”There were a bunch of small posters on his wall of various porn vids like most adult entertainment companies. But there was also a picture of what I guessed was his kid at some soccer thing. Dad and son had big grins holding some trophies.”Look, you ain’t getting a chance like this again,” he said. “Some other Internet hottie will attract public attention, and we’ll lose the window. We shoot it soon or forget about it.””Make it six,” I suddenly said.He laughed.”I want anal,” he replied.I looked at my girlfriend, sitting beside me. After a moment, she gave a small nod.Paul clapped his hands.”Alright!” he said. “Give me a week to set everything ready…””A week!” I exclaimed.”Raring to go already!” he laughed again. “I like that in my stars, but there are things to arrange. Promotions. Getting the guys lined up…”My disappointment at the delay must have shown.”Hey, hey, don’t sweat it,” he said. “I’ll give you a thousand-dollar advance on the shoot. The rest when we wrap.”***What the fuck did I get myself into? I wondered.It was a week later, and I have to tell you I was nervous about things. It is one thing to get involved in a porno as I did before on the spur of the moment. And I had sunglasses on, so no one was supposed to know who I was. Boy, that had changed.Paul had still let me keep the sunglasses, but he wanted me to do more than just jerk off at the end. Now, I had to lead this thing, play ringmaster to the guys he hired. And fuck, he had gotten a bunch of them too. There had to be sixty guys, all sitting or standing around in their short robes. My girlfriend had admitted she got off on guys coming on her face. She was going to get coated tonight.At least there was not much chance anyone I knew personally was in the crowd. We were a good two hours drive from where we lived, in the big city on the coast where everyone goes to gamble. Paul’s company had other operations there and rented a big warehouse to ship his films from.Paul had gotten together with us over a light dinner a few hours ago to explain everything.”Damned, this is going to be good,” he had said once we had ordered. “I bet I make a ton of money off you two.””As long as you share the wealth,” I replied.”Yeah, yeah. I always treat my Talent well. I told you that. Trust me.”I laughed nervously.”Hey, don’t worry, it’s going to be great,” he said. “We got over two hundred replies when we posted for extras. In just three days. We were still getting them in this morning. You two kids are hot!”The crew looked like they were just about ready. One guy was running some cables for a set of overhead lights, but Escort bayan Ankara the three others were collecting their tools and sweeping up. Along with rigging more lights in the overhead, the crew had set up a low platform, about five feet around, with a kind of footstool/bench in the middle of it.There were four camera operators, three men, and a woman. That surprised me a bit. Yeah, there were a few women here, Make-up, Wardrobe, one doing the Catering, and Paul’s secretary slash assistant. Plus three very young women over near the wall. Two were wearing sweats, but the third was wearing the proverbial Catholic Schoolgirl outfit of a pleated skirt, white shirt, and knee highs. They were the “Fluffers” for tonight. Funny, I had to ask the girlfriend what that meant.”A Fluffer is a girl hired to walk around in the crowd and help get the guys hard. Especially with a group this big, some guys have problems getting it up with all the other guys around,” she had explained earlier. “Most of the time, the girls are wannabes, trying to get into the biz. Sometimes they’re just looking for some fun and a bit of extra cash. The job doesn’t pay that much, but you get to suck a lot of cock.””You ever?” I asked.She just smiled and shook her head no.”You don’t get to finish them,” she said. “What’s the point?”My girlfriend was seated at the Makeup table, getting some final things done to her hair and face.”Ready to do this?” Paul asked.I had not noticed him walk up. I shrugged.”Yeah, I guess.”He hit my arm good-naturedly.”Always remember something. In the end, she is going home with YOU,” Paul said, looking me in the eyes. “Not any one of these limp dicks. So let her be as big a slut as she wants to be, and enjoy it!””You got a girlfriend?” I asked.”Hell, I’ve got three girlfriends and two ex-wives!” He laughed, and I laughed with him. It seemed to help with the stress.”By the way,” he held out his hand. “Take this before we start.”It was the little blue pill.”I don’t need…””Trust me,” Paul pressed it into my hand. “We all need it when we get out there in front of the camera.”***”Ok, for those of you who are here for the first time, I’ll explain what’s going to happen,” Paul said to the guys, who were all now seated. “We’ll start filming after Crystal gets situated.”He walked slowly back and forth.”I guess every one of you has seen the video of our stars, probably many times, or you wouldn’t be here tonight,” he laughed. “Raise your hand if you’ve jerked off to them. Come on, don’t be shy.”At first, there were just a few, but soon they all had their hands held up.”Thank you,” my girlfriend said, standing next to me.She was again wearing the blond wig she had worn when I saw her last time shooting porn. It hung down to about the back of her shoulders. The makeup girl had tied it back in a ponytail. So the wig would not get in the way of filming her face.They had gone all out with the wardrobe too. She was wearing all-black lingerie.So the cum storm that she was about to get would show up better, I thought.She had tall stockings, heels, and one of those half corsets. The kind of corsets that ends just below the tits. My girlfriend has got a great pair, very perky, so they did not need any support. The corset framed them nicely, though. She was also wearing a pair of long black gloves that came almost to her elbows.They had also shaved her pussy, so it was bare as a baby’s butt. She usually had a small strip of hair. Not tonight. Though the corset Bayan escort Ankara had no garters for the hose, the black above and black below framed her pussy well. She looked amazing. I wanted to fuck her right there and then. Maybe it was the pill Paul had given me, but my dick started getting hard.”Hey…” I stammered, “it’s not anything…””Yeah, it is,” she said. “Not many men could be that brave and let me live out my fantasy.”I thought she was jerking my chain, but I looked into her eyes and saw she meant it. I did not know what to say.She kissed me, and man, her lips were sweet.”Showtime!” she said, holding up the pair of handcuffs.See – me, the girlfriend, and Paul had worked out a general script of what he wanted for this video. What he thought would play for all those horny fuckers that had gotten off on my outing my girlfriend in the last vid. I was not sure about it, but then he pointed out that they could edit out anything that did not work.”Fuck it, kid,” he had said during the desert. “Have some fun with it. Get wild and crazy.”Oh, what the fuck did I get myself into, I wondered again.”We’ll be doing things a bit different this time,” Paul continued to the group of guys in the warehouse.”Crystal and her Stud will start things off. A bit of sucky, sucky, maybe a bit more, but at some point, once he’s had his first pop, he’ll give you the signal, and then I want everyone to yell Banzai. We’ll get you to yell three times. Then in pairs, I want you to come up to the platform. Sorry guys, just blowjobs tonight.”There were a few murmurs of disappointment.”You are in for a treat tonight. Crystal is getting her anal cherry popped, so I hope you all can save some for the end.”Paul grinned.”Remember something else, every one of you cocksuckers,” Paul wiggled his fingers at the crowd. “The Stud says what’s what. He tells you to do something you do it. Got it?”There was a sea of nods and a low murmured agreement.”Now, make sure your dick is hard when you come up,” Paul continued. “If you’re having trouble getting it up, let one of the Fluffers know.”He pointed to his assistant, who held up his hand.”When you get up here, I want you to beat your meat until you come. Aim for Crystal’s face or her tits. After everyone’s gone once, we’ll do her anal. If you still got a hard-on and think you can come again, you can come up then. We’ll keep filming until everyone is done or Crystal calls it quits. Any questions?”A few guys shook their heads. There were no questions.”Ok, let’s make a video!”***My girlfriend sat on the bench, with her legs on each side and her hands handcuffed behind her back. At the moment, my stiff cock was stroking back and forth in her mouth.We started with me slowly walking around her while the various cameras filmed.”Hello,” I said, looking toward one camera. “I found out last time just what a slut my girlfriend here is.”I gestured her way with my thumb.”Maybe you’ve seen the video?””Well, I decided instead of getting mad, I’d get even.” I stopped in front of her and dropped my robe. “Open up, bitch.””I need you to be a bit dominant,” Paul had said over dinner, discussing the filming. “Most of the emails we got mentioned how they like that she got what was coming to her. That you should make her pay for being such a slut.”I looked at the girlfriend. She blushed.”He can do that, I think,” she said. “We’ve played around some.”It was my turn to blush.Yeah, we had. Before I had found out about the porn, we had tried to spice things up in the bedroom. She had gotten me to tie her up one night. That had been one wild time.I slapped her face a couple of times with my cock, then pushed it against her lips. At first, she refused, playing like she did not want to. When I grabbed her hair and pulled, she opened her mouth and let me slide my cock into her mouth.