Pauline Delmar

I know it was only three months ago but it still feels like yesterday, I can see it now, Martin, that’s my husband, announcing he was going up to the new warehouse for another four days, I sat looking at him, “What’s happening, this new business is taking us over.”

He looked uncomfortable as he tried to explain, “It’s our chance, this firm that I’m joining with my idea is a break through, I know it’s taken all our savings and times are difficult but we are in to deep now, just a few more months, that’s all I ask, is that to much?”

I was starting to get annoyed, “You can always cash in that big insurance policy you have on me.”

He tried to smile, “But darling that’s to look after us in our old age and you said it would be sensible in case anything happened to you.”

I tried to look understanding but it all came out, “Yes, yes I know but what about us, you remember me, I’m stuck here, no money and no husband, god how long is it since you took me? I am a woman you know. What do I hear from you, communication is the future, I’m busy, just more time on the computer, not now I’m tired, well I’m fed up with hearing all that.”

He came to me and gave me a cuddle, “We will be alright, just a couple more months I promise, then easy street, come on give me a kiss,” just then the phone rang and that was it, the closest I got to love in months.

After he left for the warehouse I was having a few drinks when, out of the blue, Trudy Marled arrived on the doorstep, I hadn’t seen her in an age.

She looked fantastic, dressed up to kill, she was bubbling like a kid, I was interested I had to know what had happened, I poured drinks and we sat, she looked at me, “Well what to you think?”

I told her I thought she looked fabulous, she said, “I have to, one must look good for one’s public.” My quizzical look must have made her laugh, “I know you won’t believe this and I don’t wish to sound rude but you always thought you were better looking than me, and you are so don’t laugh but I do glamour modelling, I make good money to pose in kinky underwear or skimpy bathing suits, nothing smutty, just a bit of a sexy look, it makes money.”

I was fascinated, “Go on.”

She flicked her hair back in a sexy way “Well I was told about this agency and they put me in touch with this all ladies firm, no men, very respectable, you should try it, with a body and sweet face like you have you’re a natural, anyway they ring me when they want me, I get 100 to 150 a session, easy money if you don’t mind showing a bit of skin.”

Well we talked a lot more and had a lot more drink, I asked her how she kept it away from her husband, she told me, “He thinks I’m at the gym, I pestered him to pay for me to join, so he gives me money to keep me happy and so do they, easy isn’t it.”

We opened another bottle, thankfully she was travailing by taxi, as she left she giggled a little then said, “Go on try it, you say Martin’s away and your short of money, just ring Ladies on show, their in the book. After she left I finished the wine and thought, what if.

I went to put the glass down, as if drawn to it I picked up the phone book, flicked through until L, then ran my fingers on Ladies, there it was, Ladies on show, I thought no harm in phoning, my fingers did the walking.

“ Ladies on show, good afternoon how may we help,” I spluttered, “Hello, eerrr yes I, I’m inquiring if you need models,” the charming voice said, “We are always looking, can I have some details.”

I gave her all she wanted to know, then she said, “Would tomorrow at 10.30 be alright for a demo shoot,” I said, “Yes,” she gave me the directions and that was that.

I woke up thinking Christ what have I done but after a shower and a look at me naked I thought why not I am a good looking woman more like 21 than 27 and what’s more I need the money. As 10.30 arrived so did I.

The reception was very plush, and the young lady was as charming in the flesh, after signing a disclaimer I was shown in to an enormous room.

Lots of cameras and different types of scenery, very smart, not what I imagined plus there were changing rooms. I was taking it all in when a very pleasant lady introduced herself as Lottie; she made me feel really comfortable.

She showed me to the changing rooms. There were three outfits, one of a full piece bathing suit, then a bikini then some very nice underwear, I had to be photographed in that order, with there just being the two of us it was really good, I did it all and enjoyed it, she was very complementary about my body.

It was the Friday, I was expecting a call from Martin to tell me when he was coming home but the call was from Lottie she told me that they wanted to do a bit of a sexy shoot on Tuesday and I had been asked for especially, I was flattered.

During the weekend I conned Martin in to paying membership for a gym, it was easy I thought he’s done it with, anything for a quiet life in mind. I told him I was going on Tuesday; he was on the bloody computer anyway.

I arrived, there were two girls and Lottie, and the place was laid out like a Victorian bedroom, long burgundy couches and a matching satin four-poster bed with lace drapes. The two girls were already dressed in basques, high heels, stockings, long black lace gloves and chokers, their hair swept up, they really looked sexy.

They were all drinking, Lottie handed me a glass, “We all like to relax before a shoot, helps loosen the inhibitions, cheers.” It was a sweet liqueur; I drank it, it made me feel warm inside.

After I changed in to something similar the two girls eyed me up and down, Lottie gave me another drink as she went through what was going to happen.

I must admit I was a little startled when she told me it was for a mans magazine and I had to be sexy with the other girls but she said if there was anything I didn’t like we would stop, so we got in to position.

We started with some close ups of us cuddling on the bed or draped over the couches, the other two were really in to it, I started to get a little turned on.

We stopped for a five-minute break and some more drink; it tasted a little stronger than before. The two girls got on the bed, they had vibrators and started tickling each other, Lottie said I didn’t have to join in if I didn’t want to as she topped up my glass.

I watched the two girls, to say I felt a little strange was an understatement, I couldn’t take my eyes off them. They were playing with each other, kissing and moving on to their breasts running the vibrators over their pants, Lottie could see I was getting horny.

I felt Lotties hand on my back pushing me forward; the drink had taken away my reason. The two girls looked at me and pulled me on to the bed; I felt their hands on my body, I felt excited I hadn’t been touched for so long, it felt good.

Suddenly they were kissing me, I felt lips on my breasts, pushing the cups down to start sucking at my nipples and then lips on my thighs, there was an incredible feeling between my legs, it was the vibrator. My head was swimming, I had never felt anything like it, was it the fact that I hadn’t been fingered for a while, was it the drink, suddenly I didn’t care my body was on fire.

The rubbing of nylon on nylon as a leg caressed up and down my leg, then a hand tickling me on the top of my thighs. Still the mouth moved from my lips to my breasts flicking over my hard nipples, my senses had gone; I felt the fingers touching me, my pants gapped at the suspender strap and fingers slipped under touching me between my holes, I couldn’t help but keep my legs open, this was there chance to push the vibrator in to me, just rubbing the vibrating head on my clit, then pushing the tip in enough to get me going.

The girl at my mouth guided my hand down, I found myself searching for the plastic end then I started fucking myself with it; it was late afternoon when I found myself alone in the studio, I was totally drained, I staggered to the changing rooms with only a vague recollection of what I had done and a terrible headache.

I heard nothing from them and when I rang they just told me to wait. It was the day Martin went to the warehouse again, there was a knock on the door; a lady asked my name then handed me an envelope. I had just made a coffee so I sat and opened it, thinking it was my demo proofs.

I looked at the envelope, in large letters it said, MRS PAULINE DELMAR BY HAND---ADDRESSEE ONLY,

I opened it, my eye’s scanned the pictures, first I shook with anger then I read the enclosed letter and shook with fear, it said, If we can address it to you we can address it to your husband. The set of pictures showed me with the two women, I didn’t realize how far I had gone with them.

For a full hour I stared at them, I just couldn’t believe what I had done, pictures of me with my face between naked legs, the same cunt sitting on my face as I licked at it like a hungry dog. Women between my legs, two sets of lips sucking on my nipples as I played with myself, vibrators being shoved up me and the worst, a girl with a strap on shoving it up my ass. Written on the back of that one was; You will be required to work on Wednesday at 3pm don’t be late.

It was the first time I had been there in the afternoon; A very aggressive woman told me to get a bikini on, I went to go to the changing room, when she shouted, “Just get the fucking suit on here, I’ve seen your tit’s and cunt so it’s nothing new,” as I turned to pick up the suit I heard her say, “And I’ll see them again.”

I put the little bikini on and we went behind a set, it was laid out like a garden. It looked like a garden fence, in front were two long garden couch’s, a blanket and what looked like the remains of a picnic.

Sitting on one of the couch’s was a woman, she was dressed in lacy underwear, stocking, suspender’s and a transparent black lace top, she must have been in her mid thirties, her heavily made up face smiled up at me.

The woman snapped, “Janet this is Pauline,” I went to say hallo but she shut me up, “You will get to know her in detail soon enough.” I swallowed and stared at the ground, she carried on, “The plot. You will both be talking about how hot it is and how board you are, Janet will show you her new underwear, she will come close, Pauline you will touch her, run your hand up her stockings or something then Janet you feel turned on and you want sex, you must seduce her, Pauline you will take time but you will start to feel sexy when Janet rubs sun-oil on your body.”

I interrupted, “Do you want us to freeze when you take the pictures,” she laughed, “It’s a video, you just fuck each other, I’ll do the rest.”

I was shocked, “What do you mean fuck each other.” She grabbed my shoulder, “You do what we want you to or your husband gets to know what your new activates are, now where was I.”

My mind was struggling to understand what I had gotten myself in too but she carried on, “ Janet you take the top off, you don’t want to get oil on it, then you start on her tit’s.

Move down to her hips, turn her over and start on her ass. Get her bottoms off and start rubbing oil on her ass, she starts to get sexed up, turn her over, Pauline you slowly open your legs, lot’s of heavy breathing as Janet works on you, then you get it on.”

She fiddled with the camera’s “It’s got to last over an hour to allow for cutting and I want both of you to do lots of kissing on the mouth, tit’s and cunt, some toy work, then a 69 before you get to the strap-on’s, oh and Janet mention your husband a lot, you know, doesn’t understand, drinks to much, he’s a bastard that sort of thing.”

Then she said something that made me believe I could be alright, “ This is for a soft porn channel so providing it looks good and it gets blokes wanking over it I don’t care how far up you fuck each other.”

My mind told me that Martin must never find out, all I had to do was get through this, just give myself time and besides the women looked friendly, I just hoped I would be able to say something to her to make it easy on myself.

Suddenly a very bright light came on above us accompanied by the sound of birds, I looked at Janet and mouthed, “Be gentle with me,” she smiled and licked her lips; The camera woman told me to look at her, she looked through the cameras to line us up, then said, “That will do lets get started, Janet you on the left chair admiring her,” she pointed at me, “ You lay back on the couch and face the sun with your eyes closed, that’s it, and go.”

I lay back, closed my eyes, and waited.

“Well you still haven’t said whether you like my new undies,” my mind went in to over drive, must play this silly game, “Yes, oh yes there very sexy,” I was in it.

“You look hot, shall I rub some cream on you,” to late now, I thought, got to get it over with, so I went for it.

She got me on my front on the blanket; then rubbed this cream on, with no sun and a camera rolling I felt stupid. She undid my top, with a, “I hope you don’t mind,” oh but I can tell you, it did feel good. She turned me over and worked on my breasts then down, she didn’t turn me over, but slowly ran her hands in to my pants. As her hand slid in my legs opened, they feeling of this sensuous woman’s gently fingers was breath taking. I never even noticed my pants were down around my ankles until I tried to open my legs further; I just drew my knees up.

Her hands, wet and slippy from the oil played over my clitoris, the fingers curled in, I couldn’t help but moan as her tongue licked over me I honestly thought I was a lesbian, I loved the gentleness of her touch. Her lips kissed ever bit of my body, when she reached my mouth are tongues fought each other. Her hand still pushed in to me as my hands searched for her nipples.

Soon we were writhing on the blanket, I had lost all thoughts of the camera as she pleasured me with her tongue. I didn’t see how but she had a vibrator and it touched me, it was like an electric shock to my cunt I was so wet it slid in. It was nothing like the ones we had used the first time, it was thick and shaped, it felt like the biggest cock in the world, it moved, vibrated and turned sending shock wave after shock wave in to me as her hand pulled at my nipple and her mouth suck at my nub.

I moaned out loud, as I did a mans voice yelled, “What the fuck, so this what you do when I’m down the pub, look at her, she’s a fucking cunt-lapper.” I went to move but rough hands held me down, before I could say anything something was stuffed in my mouth, Jenny moved away.

I heard her say, “Oh good Jack I’m sorry, she made me, don’t hit me,” I loud smack was heard with the words, “Get back in the house.”

I was trying to focus through the bright light, the camera was still rolling and three male shapes surrounded me, “So you what a fuck do you, right boy’s lets show her real men, lets fuck her.”

Oh god this is part of the film, she had lied, it wasn’t soft porn. I didn’t have time to think, I was turned over and my wrists dragged behind me and fastened. I tried to spit out what ever was in my mouth but the words, “Leave it in,” accompanied by a punch in my kidneys stopped that idea.

I caught my first glimpse of my assailants as I was turned back, three of them were pulling their trousers and pants down, as I was still weak from the punch it was easy for one of them to kick my legs open, the first one descended on me, gone was the gentleness, his fingers pushed at my wet aroused cunt, he laughed, “She’s an easy fuck, wet and willing, my Mrs made her cunt easy to slip in, just watch.”

With one grunt he penetrated me, his cruel smile filled my eyes as he thumped hard at me. The two other knelt ether side and squeezed my breast’s their fingers rolled, pinched and pulled at my nipples I squealed as they hurt, the smile left his face, “If you were sucking his cock, he wouldn’t be hurting your tit’s, and you know he is only going to get worse until he fucks you, got the idea,” I nodded.

Which one it was I can’t remember but he held my hair as he pulled the rag from my mouth, the look on his face said, shut the fuck up as he position himself beside me, the one who was fucking me pulled me on my side and turned to fuck me from behind, like a toy I was dragged over to bury a huge cock in to my mouth.

It was the first time in my life that my body has been used just to satisfy pure lust, they just fucked in to me, my mouth bulged to the vicious thrusting as this huge cock tried to force it self in to my throat, there was nothing I could do to save myself, my hair was held to tightly. I had just about mastered how to breath through my nose as the huge cock filled my throat. I could do nothing about the one fucking me but just keep my legs open as his hands came around and held my thighs, occasionally pinching my clit to keep me active.

The third one must have tired of my nipples as he said, “You two having all the fun, mind if I have some ass,” I felt a vicious slap on my ass, “You up for three ways my little cunt-lapper, well really don’t matter if your not, your ours to fuck, so give it up baby your all ours.”

I knew they wouldn’t stop until they had all had me, and he was right I had no choice, so apart from a pathetic, “Please no,” I was soon being mercilessly gangbanged in each of my holes. I rode the one who had been called Jack, the one in my mouth knelt in front dragging my head down as his other hand held my jaw making impossible to pull my mouth away, the third knelt behind stuck firmly up my ass, he was doing the thrusting, ripping at my ass-hole, I felt that at any minute the two of them would tare me in half. He pushed my arms up my back contorting my body, my nipples were being pulled around viciously, and the smile was back on his face.

I don’t know how long it took, it just felt like forever, but first my cunt was filled, the worst was my head being held as the full force of his cock blew in to my throat, even as I tried to breath through my nose it started to fill, I knew I had to swallow or choke. I was trying desperately to do that as I felt my ass fill, I must blacked out as I knew nothing until I heard her say, “That’s good, that’s a wrap, clear off, I’ll see to her.”

I choked my way back to life, I looked at her, she looked back and said, “You enjoy that, you’ll do better next time, clean yourself up you can use the shower but be quick about it, I’ve got things to do.”

In the morning I ached almost everywhere I felt awful, I must have been bad because it’s not like me to cry but when I read the letter from Martin saying he was staying over until next week I wept buckets. It was the following day, the phone rang it was them again, “Need you in today, got a rush job for a special customer, hope you like a little spanking,” I slammed the phone down, that’s it, enough.

I had to see Martin, he must understand. The train was on time and I took a taxi to the address on the industrial site, Plot 47 unit 4. It was bigger that I thought, in fact for a computer systems firm I expected something a little bigger than an office but it was a warehouse.

I went to the door, it was locked, I banged and I was confronted by a surly looking man, “Ya what you want?”

I started, “I’m here to see Martin Delmar, I,” he turned and walked in, I followed him in to a small office, “Wait here,” he disappeared.

Two other men came in, “You want to see who?”

I started again, “Martin, he’s my husband,” they looked at each other.

Then one said, “I recognise her,” the other said, “Well I thought so but I didn’t want to say,” they looked at me, “Wait here.”

I was beginning to get nervous when the first one came back, “Follow me.” We walked in to another room full of shelves, I stopped and looked, row upon row of sex toys, D V Ds and videos, I looked at one, it was me and the two girls called, Victoria girls at play, then as I moved along, Garden revenge, I shouted after the man but he was already in another room, I marched in.