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 ï>¿Susan's Firsts by Kalavo

   My name is Susan Maguire and I just got talked into telling my life
story...well the last bit of my life so far.  My friend who talked me into
this said that he thought my story was incredibly interesting and that it
would be worth sharing.  I'm not too sure how interesting it is as opposed
to unusual, but here goes.

   Prior to my senior year in high school I was a model student and a good
girl.  Good in that I was still a virgin, never drank alcohol and had never
been in any kind of trouble.  I had a permanent place on the honor roll
every term and was a pretty good bet to be named valedictorian for my
class. I had lots of friends and was popular with many different groups of
students.

   However, at the beginning of the summer after my junior year, my world
crumbled around me when my parents announced that we would be moving to Los
Angeles in mid-July.  I begged and pleaded with them to allow me to stay
behind in Chicago to complete my public education with my friends, but my
pleas fell on deaf ears as my parents didn't want their only child to be
separated from them by so many miles and for such a long time.

   Before this announcement I had had a very good relationship with my
folks.  Despite the fact that they both worked long hours, they both doted
on me whenever we were together and they made me feel loved and cared for.
But this whole move thing radically changed the dynamic in our family as I
became more and more sullen as our move date approached.  I overheard my
parents talking about me one night and they were both convinced that I
would come around eventually...I was going to prove them wrong!

   A week before we were to move, I packed up my belongings and bade
farewell to my friends with promises to stay in touch.  All of our
belongings were packed into a moving van and sent on their way while the
three of us followed the old Route 66to LA.  Upon our arrival we headed
towards our new house which was located in Beverly Hills of all places.

   Our house in Wilmette, in the Chicago area, was pretty large, but was
nothing compared to the place in LA.  My Mom just loved it as we walked
through amongst all of the boxes that arrived a few days before us.  I had
a choice of bedrooms on the second floor, so I chose the one furthest from
my parents.  It took us about a week to get all moved in.  I had continued
my surly teenager persona for a short while until my parents began their
jobs.

   After they began working I rarely saw them.  My Dad was an executive
vice president for a major corporation that he had been working for, for
years and my Mom landed a position with a real estate company.  So, for the
most part I was left alone to spend my days in our pool, working on my tan
and texting with my friends back home.  My parents, generally, arrived home
around 9pm after having left in the morning at 8am and they even worked
most weekends.  Since they were on my shit list their hours were fine with
me.

   The shit really hit the fan when my 18th birthday came and went on the
15th of August.  It took them over two weeks to realize they had missed it.
When they sheepishly apologized for their mistake, I made sure to throw in
their faces how they wanted me to be with them instead of Chicago so we
could remain close.  If our relationship was strained before, it was now
absolutely Arctic!  I went days without uttering a single word to them
while giving them my best glares all of which got me nothing.

   Once school started I was happy because it gave me something to keep me
busy so I wouldn't dwell on my horrible relationship with my parents. 
However, a new issue arose for me.  In Chicago I had a multitude of
friends, but here I was just a new kid trying to fit in with established
friend groups.  I tried hard to infiltrate several groups with no success,
so I just concentrated on my studies and how I was going to exact my
revenge on my parents.

   About midway through the school year I discovered something that changed
my life...the alternative press!  I was in the school library during one of
my open hours and found a copy of the LA Barb.  I'd never seen such a paper
before.  It was full of bizarre articles about things happening in LA and
seemed pretty radical to my inexperienced eye.  However, the portion that
caught my eye was the last several pages that was chock full of personal
ads, strip club ads, escort services and ads for pornography studios
looking for actors.

   As I went through the ads a plan began forming in my mind and I wondered
how much I could get paid to lose my virginity on a porn film.  As I
mentioned earlier, I was a good girl because my Mom would tell me stories
about how all of the boys in school were only after one thing and once they
get it they'll move on to their next conquest.  My mother's admonitions
were verified by the many tales of woe I heard from girls in the locker
room.  Now, however, I was ready to put my 'good girl' persona behind me
and become a bad girl...a very bad girl.

   When I got home from school, I went to my room, fired up my laptop and
began looking at porn for the first time in my life.  As I delved deeper
and deeper into the world of pornography, I was amazed by all the different
ways a person could have sex.  In my naïve little world, I was only aware
of coitus between a man and woman in the missionary position.  Little did I
know that a man and a woman could have coitus in a myriad number of ways
including having sex in other holes other than the vagina.  Plus, there was
sex with women!

   I must have watched porn scenes for close to five hours and was amazed
by the spectacle.  It was actually making me horny, so I masturbated for
only about the tenth time in my life.  I was stunned by the vast
differences in penis size I saw and I couldn't believe that women could
accommodate the really big ones in their asses and down their throats.  I
had also noticed that most of the women had shaved their pubic hair
completely off while others had small bits of hair above their vulvas.

   After I had had about 5 orgasms, I decided to take a shower and then eat
some dinner so I could be finished before my parents got home.  As the
shower warmed up, I checked myself out in the mirror and decided I looked
better than most of the women online.  I had had a growth spurt midway
through my junior year and developed sizable breasts much like my mother's.
I had a slim waist and nice hips which contributed to my hourglass figure.
My brunette hair, which I kept quite short, matched my pubic hair that I
trimmed so it wouldn't peek out from my bikini.

   After my shower, I went downstairs and threw together a salad for dinner
and ate it upstairs while I researched the porn world a little longer.  As
I ate and watched more scenes, I came up with what I thought would get me
the most money.  I would sell myself to the highest bidder and would
surrender my vaginal, oral and anal virginities.  I decided that I wouldn't
accept anything under $50,000 for my virginity and nothing less than
$100,000 for all three virginities.

   Over the next several days I took pictures of myself in various poses
clothed and naked.  I then took the five best pictures and put together my
proposal for a package deal with my virginity and then mailed it out to all
of the porn houses in the 'Barb' and several others I discovered while
online.  I had stipulated that I was open to being inspected by a doctor of
their choice to verify my virginity before signing any contracts.

   Within a week I received reply emails from nearly all the porn studios I
had written to.  Three of them were very 'intrigued' by my idea and wanted
to discuss things further, which I read as wanting to negotiate a lower
price.  Both of my parents were sales people when you got down to the nitty
gritty of their jobs and had always been sales people and I learned a lot
from them and intended to use that knowledge to my advantage.

   The three interested parties wanted me to come to their studios for
interviews, so I told them it would have to be over the weekend because I
was still in high school.  I think that knowledge made me even more
valuable in their eyes.  I drove to two of the studios on Saturday and one
on Sunday.  Each interview was the same; I was told about how large their
viewership was, the quality of their scenes and how they really wanted me.
I was told to strip so they could see me in person, they took some photos
and a video for evaluation and then had a doctor verify that I was, in
fact, intact.

   On Tuesday I heard back from all three studios with one offering $40,000
and the other two offering my threshold of $50,000 for each shoot.  I wrote
back to all of them and said that I might look a little farther afield to
see if I could get a little more.  That did the trick as first on studio
offered $60,000 and when I informed the others, their offers jumped another
$10,000.  Finally, when the dust had cleared, the winning offer was
$200,000 for two scenes with an option for more.  It was decided that
shooting would begin after school had finished for the year.

   As graduation approached I was in contact with my friends in Chicago and
they lamented about me not being there with them.  They asked if I was
going to attend graduation at my new school and my reply was, "Why should
I? I know nobody and my parents probably wouldn't attend." As it turned out
my parents asked when graduation was two weeks after the fact.

   I was looking forward to my first shoot and had come up with the stage
name of Suzy Sweet.  When I told the studio, they thought it was a perfect
name.  I drove to the studio the day before my first shoot in order to sign
contracts and discuss how the shoots would progress.  It was decided that
my first ones would be done in the 'casting couch' format.  I would be
interviewed by a woman who would ask me questions about why I decided to
get into porn and other questions about my motivations, etc.  After the
interview, I would masturbate, suck my first cock and then get fucked for
the first time.  The second shoot would have me suck a cock, get fucked
vaginally again and then would get fucked in the ass after another, but
shorter, interview.  After the second scene, we would see how the first two
were received and then negotiate for more scenes.

   The next day, I drove back to the studio ready to make my first porn
movie.  I was ushered into a make-up room where I had my face done.  It was
decided that they would keep my make-up down to minimum to keep my cute
naïve girl look.  They did put some false eyelashes on me, but other than
that I looked pretty normal.

   Next, I was taken to a set that looked like an office, but instead of
chairs in front of a desk there was a large fainting couch/divan type
thing. It was much wider than your standard fainting couch and was covered
in black Naugahyde.  I was instructed to sit in the middle of the couch and
face the desk.  Moments later a woman walked up to me, shook my hand and
said, "I'm Robin and it's nice to meet you." I returned her greeting and
then she asked, "So, are you ready to lose your virginity?  I have to say,
I think you're very brave for doing it this way." Robin then took her seat
behind the desk as two men with cameras came in and took their positions.
It looked like it was game time!

   Another man walked in front of one of the cameras with one of those
'clacker things' said, "Suzy Sweet loses her virginity, take one." He made
the black and white flag snap down and got out of the way.

   "So, Suzy Sweet, you're an 18-year-old virgin and have decided to lose
your cherry on a porn set.  That is an interesting choice, tell us how you
came to this decision."

   "Well Robin, up until last August I was a good girl in the Chicago area
looking forward to my senior year in high school and all of the things that
come with that; school dances, prom and graduation with all of my friends.
I even thought I had an outside chance of being class valedictorian.  But,
my parents messed that up by taking jobs out here where I knew nobody.  My
parents work huge hours so I never see them and they even missed my 18th
birthday by two weeks.  I just got angrier and angrier as the year
proceeded and decided I needed a way to wreak revenge on my parents.  When
I saw ads for porn actresses in the alternative press I decided that having
me lose my virginity for all the world to see should humiliate them
sufficiently.  So, I sent pictures of myself and my proposed plan to all of
the local porn houses and went with the highest bidder, which was you
guys."

   Robin smiled and said, "Wow, that's quite a story.  Remind me to never
piss you off!" We both laughed.  "Apparently you're not just a vaginal
virgin."

   I smiled and said, "I'm an everything virgin!  So, today I will suck my
first cock and then have sex for the first time.  On my next shoot I will
be losing my anal cherry and I hope to make many more videos with more of
my firsts."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Oh god, there are DP's, gangbangs, interracial scenes and scenes with a
woman to mention a few."

   "Well, we can't wait to see you experience all of your firsts.  So, why
don't you strip for us and let everyone see your fantastic body."

   I smiled and said, "Sure." I began to slowly peel off my clothes until I
was naked.  I was pretty wet in anticipation and was loving exposing
myself.

   After I was naked and the camera guys were able to film me at every
angle, Robin said, "Well, you are very lovely.  Why don't you lay back and
masturbate for us?" I sat down on the couch, leaned back and began stroking
myself.  I was so turned on that I had a nice climax after only about 5
minutes.  When I had calmed down, Robin said, "That was fun.  I want first
dibs on you when you do your first girl/girl scene!  You have the sweetest
looking pussy I have ever seen.  So, I think it's time for you to meet the
man who will be taking your cherry today."

   At this time a well-muscled, tall man entered the area with, what seemed
to me, a very large penis dangling between his legs.  He walked up to me,
pulled me into a hug and said, "I'm Jake Jones and I'm the lucky man who
gets to be your first."

   As I pulled away from him, I couldn't help but think that I was the
lucky one; the guy was a regular Adonis!  "Hi, I'm Suzy Sweet and yes,
you'll be my first.  I'm really excited and a little nervous."

   Jake chuckled and said, "Everyone gets excited and nervous their first
time.  I just want you to know I'll take everything slow and easy with you.
I'm yours to direct.  Now I understand you have never given a blowjob, is
that correct?"

   I laughed and said, "Yes, that's correct.  As a matter of fact, I have
never even touched a penis before."

   Jake smiled and said, "Well, what do you say, shall we start you on your
way to being a sex goddess?"

   With that I went down on my knees, reached out and took his manhood in
my hands and gently stroked his length.  As I stroked Jake got harder,
longer and fatter.  He was very impressive and I began to worry if I had
bitten off more than I could chew and then giggled to myself at my pun. 
After a minute or two I leaned forward, extended my tongue and licked the
head of his penis.  There was a drop of fluid which tasted pretty neutral
to a bit salty.

   Next, I began licking up and down his length for a few moments and then
took him into my mouth until I had about 3 or 4 inches.  I had watched
numerous porn scenes of women giving blowjobs so I wouldn't come off as
totally lame.  I began to emulate what I saw and began bobbing my head
slowly up and down while swirling my tongue around the head.  Apparently, I
was doing something right because Jake moaned loudly.  I looked up to see
him looking down at me with a big smile on his face as he said, "Are you
sure you've never done this before because if not you're a natural!  Why
don't you see how much you can take?"

   Now I had seen videos of women taking the whole thing down their
throats, so I thought I would take on Jake's challenge.  I pressed forward,
but only got another inch or so before I started gagging.  I tried a couple
of more times without getting any farther.  Jake pulled himself from my
mouth and said, "That was a good effort and a damn good blowjob for a first
timer.  How about we go for the main event now?"

   I decided that that was a good idea and said, "Okay.ï So, I want my
first time to be classic missionary, if that's alright?"

   Jake hugged me and said, "It's your show, so I'll do whatever you want."

   "Thanks, I'll just lie back and you do what you do."

   As I lay back I spread my legs wide and tried to stave off
hyperventilating by controlling my breathing.  Jake knelt down on the end
of the divan, but instead of moving up my body he buried his face in my
vagina and began licking, sucking and nibbling all over.  I couldn't help
it, but moans of pleasure emanated from me as what Jake was doing was
sending me to heaven.  After several minutes I had a fantastic orgasm.

   Finally, following my third climax with Jake eating me, he pulled me to
the edge of the couch, spit on his hand and rubbed it on his erection and
then placed it at my vaginal entrance.  "It will hurt for a few minutes
after your hymen is broken, but will feel good shortly thereafter.  Are you
ready?"

   I really appreciated the time Jake took to explain things.  I knew it
would hurt at first and it was good to know that Jake knew what to expect.
I looked him in the eyes, smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm ready...do it."

   Jake gave one hard thrust and buried himself all of the way inside me.
As he thrust one of the cameras was getting a close-up of the penetration
while the other one was getting a shot of my face as I grimaced in pain.  I
was determined not to cry out and was proud of myself for managing not to.
A couple of tears rolled down my cheeks with the sharp pain, but those and
my grimace were the only signs of discomfort I showed.  Jake, reached down
and rubbed away the tears with his thumb as he kept still in my pussy. 
"You did really well, Suzy.  When you're ready we will finish up, so let me
know when I can start fucking you."

   It only took a few minutes for the pain to ebb and for it to feel kind
of good with Jake's cock buried in my pussy.  When I decided I was ready, I
said, "You can fuck me now, Jake." He smiled and slowly pulled out until
just the head of his cock was still in me.  The one camera man was still
focusing on our genitals.

   Jake said, "There's a bit of blood on me, so the world can see that you
were, indeed, a virgin and are no more."

   As Jake slowly slid in and out of me the pleasure I was experiencing was
getting better and better as I thought to myself, 'I think I'm going to
enjoy being a porn slut!' Jake then asked me, "How are you doing?  Are you
okay?"

   I smiled up at him and said, "I'm loving this, so why don't you fuck me
a little harder."

   He was still at the end of the couch on his knees as he increased his
tempo.  He, also, reached down and began to stroke my clitoris.  The
combination of him fucking me while rubbing my clit was really working me
up!  I had never experienced anything that felt as good as I began moaning,
"Oh my god, that feels so good!" Several minutes later I had my first
orgasm during coitus, the first of many I was hoping, as I cried out, "OH
MY GOD, I'M...I'M UUUNNNNGGGGHHH!"

   As I was cumming, Jake, without missing a beat, pushed me up the divan,
lay on top of me and began pounding into me like I had seen in countless
porn scenes.  His breathing was getting rougher as we both began sweating
profusely.  I was on the brink of climaxing again as Jake cried out, "I'M
CUMMING!" He buried himself deep inside of me as I felt the fusillade of
Jake's ejaculation stream into me.  I ground my clit against his short
pubic hair and managed to cum again myself.

   We lay on the divan holding one another for several minutes when Jake
whispered in my ear, "So, how was it?"

   I whispered back, "It was sublime, thank you for being so great."

   "You're welcome, though I think I should be thanking you.  We should sit
up so Robin can finish things up with a post coital interview."

   As we sat up the camera guys were still shooting.  Robin asked me to
stand so they could get shots of blood stained cum dripping down my leg. 
After a few minutes of that, Robin asked me, "So, how was your first time,
though I think I know the answer." as she smiled wickedly at me.

   I laughed and said, "It was the best experience of my life and I can't
wait to do more." I then turned towards Jake and asked, "Will you do my
first anal scene with me?  You were so great with this one that I think you
should do that one as well."

   Jake took my hand and said, "I would be honored."

   The interview continued for a few more minutes until Robin said, "That
should do it for this scene.  All of you watching, be sure to keep an eye
out for Suzy's next scene when she loses her anal virginity.  Until then,
keep stroking to Suzy!"

   Someone yelled cut and then Jake stood and then offered me a hand to
stand.  Robin walked over to the two of us and said, "That was really great
and I think we'll make a bundle off of it.  Follow me Suzy and I'll show
you where you can shower.  Don't forget your clothes."

   While I showered, Robin sat and talked to me about when and how the next
shoot would take place.  "We'd like to do the next shoot on Friday if you
feel you'll be up to it.  We'll use Jake again for the anal shoot."

   As I rinsed the shampoo from my head, I replied, "I'd love to do the
next shoot with Jake, he was wonderful.  I'm guessing I'll be okay by
Friday because I'm not too sore now, so let's plan on it."

   "Good.  I'd suggest getting some Epsom salts for your bath water and
soak in that.  It will really help get over any soreness, especially when
you do your anal scene.  Speaking of your anal scene, you should get some
butt plugs in various sizes and lube to prepare your anus.  There's an
adult store on Roscoe Blvd that will have everything you'll need to prepare
your ass.  Oh, and another thing, we'd like you to shave your pubic area.
Your bush was nice for today since it fit in with the virgin thing, but our
customers prefer a shaved pubic area.  Actually, a waxing would be better
since it will last a little longer than shaving."

   I took in everything Robin said and then replied, "Okay, I'll get waxed
but I do have an idea about what I want to do for my anal scene.  I wanted
to not have anything up there prior to the scene.  I want my ass to be a
true virgin as well."

   Robin winced and said, "Take it from a pro, you do not want to do that.
I have done dozens of anal scenes during my years in porn and I always use
a butt plug prior to every one because it's too damn uncomfortable
otherwise.  Besides, we need to give you an enema prior to shooting because
we don't want shit all over everything.  Another issue is that Jake will
last a long time and is pretty large.  You don't want that thing being
shoved up you without any preparation because he will tear you apart. 
Okay?"

   I thought about what Robin was telling me and decided that she would
know best.  "Okay, you've convinced me.  I'll get some butt plugs on my way
home."

   As I finished my shower and got dressed, Robin and I talked about
regular day to day things.  She was very nice and I enjoyed talking to her.
As I left she said, "You know, you can go far in porn if you want to.  You
have a great body, are beautiful and have a great personality; and I wasn't
kidding about doing your girl/girl scene with you.  We'll see you in a few
days."

   As I drove off I was thinking about everything that Robin had said and
about how my experience was today.  I really loved the sex and was looking
forward to more.  I really liked how kind Robin was and how she was looking
out for my wellbeing.  So far, I couldn't ask for a better experience.

   I drove to the adult store Robin had told me about.  As I walked in I
couldn't believe all of the stuff on display.  I wasn't sure where to find
butt plugs, so I noodled around perusing shelves.  I first encountered
vibrators and dildoes, so I checked those out and decided I needed a
vibrator and a dildo, so I chose what I thought would work well.  Further
along the aisle were the butt plugs, so I bought a set of graduated plugs
by length and diameter.  I also bought a vibrating butt plug for the hell
of it and a large bottle of lube.  They even had hot water bottles with
enema attachments, so I got one of those as well.

   Before I went home I stopped at a drug store and bought some Epsom salts
for my sore pussy.  When I arrived home, it was empty of my parents as
usual, so I took my new things upstairs, ran a bath with the salts, got
naked and relaxed in the tub until the water got too cold.  I dried myself
and then slathered lotion all over my body.  I was about to put some
clothes on when I thought I would give one of the butt plugs a trial run. I
gave myself an enema, took a quick shower and then returned to my room.

   I unpackaged the plugs, greased the smallest one up after washing it and
pressed it into my virgin hole.  All in all, I thought it felt pretty good.
I began working it in and out and was liking the feeling more and more. 
After a while, I decided to move up to the next bigger one, which was
considerably larger.  I greased it up, applied lube to my anus and then
began to work that one in.  This one stretched me quite a bit more and hurt
a bit as I pressed it in.  I left it alone for a few minutes and then began
working this one in and out very slowly.  It took a little longer for this
one to feel comfortable, so I was thankful that Robin talked me into
getting them because my original idea was, frankly, nuts!

   During the remaining days prior to my next scene, I played with my butt
plugs for long hours while fucking myself with my dildo and vibrator.  I
was loving the anal play as well as the vaginal attention I was giving
myself so much that I couldn't wait for Friday and the shooting of my next
scene.  When Friday finally arrived, I showed up early because I was so
excited to start.

   While I was in makeup, Robin came to see me and to talk about the scene.
She told me that she would do another, but shorter, interview and that I
will be naked the whole time.  When it came to the sex I would suck Jake
for a few minutes, then he would fuck my pussy for a few minutes and then
he'll end up in my ass.  When he finishes, they want him to blow his load
on my face, another first for me.  "We'll want the anal done is several
positions, so just follow Jake's lead because he'll know what to do.  Did
you take my advice on the butt plugs?"

   "Yes, I did," I replied, "And I'm glad.  As I got used to things being
up there I started enjoying it more and more.  I even got a dildo with a
suction cup that's about the same size as Jake, stuck it to a coffee table
and fucked my ass on it several times!"

   When everyone was ready, I was led to the same set as last time.  When
the guy with the clacker did his thing, Robin started, "So, Suzy, obviously
your first scene went well enough for you to return today and lose your
anal virginity, but did you have any thoughts about your last experience?"

   I smiled brightly and said, "Frankly, I loved every second of that first
shoot.  Well, maybe not every second because it hurt a bit when my hymen
was broken.  But, once that passed the whole experience was fantastic.  I
orgasmed several times and Jake was just wonderful."

   "That's great.  I'm glad you had a good experience.  Any thoughts about
today?"

   "Not really except I'm really looking forward to the first penis in my
ass.  I'm hopeful that today will be as great as the first shoot.  I'm
really anxious to get started!"

   "Well, I don't want to hold things up for you, so why don't you stand up
while we wait for Jake to come out and show us your new look?"

   I stood and spun around a couple of times so they could show off my
body. I reached down and ran a finger through my slit and it came out
soaked in my juices.  "I must be excited because I'm dripping!" I then
stuck the finger in my mouth and cleaned my finger off tasting myself for
the first time.

   When I had my finger clean, Jake came walking out in all of his
masculine glory.  God, he looked good and after our last scene I couldn't
wait to have him fuck me again.  When he got to me, he bent down and kissed
me as he pulled me into a hug.

   When Jake broke the kiss he asked, "So, how are you, beautiful?  Are you
ready for today?"

   I chuckled and replied, "I'm great and I am!" I then sank down onto my
knees and took his rapidly rising cock deep into my mouth.  I sucked him
and managed to get him into my throat.  I had been practicing at home with
one of my dildoes.

   Jake moaned and said, "Someone has been practicing!" He let me work on
him for quite a while until he pulled me up by my armpits and kissed me
again.  Next, he told me to lay back on the divan where he ate me to my
first orgasm of the day.

   God, I loved what he was doing to me causing me to moan loudly.  I was
about to cum again when he sat up, placed his dick at my entrance and
thrust into me all of the way.  Unlike the first time a few days earlier, I
felt no pain and loved the feeling of Jake pistoning in and out of me. 
After a while, Jake pulled out of me, flipped me over on my hands and knees
and began fucking me doggystyle.  This, of course, was new to me and I
liked it immensely.  I laid my head down on the pillow and began frigging
my clit like I had seen in other porn scenes and came hard after several
minutes.

   During my climax, Jake began smearing my anus with lube and penetrated
me with his thumb.  I was really enjoying the feeling of my two holes being
filled at the same time.  Finally, after about 5 minutes, Jake asked, "Are
you ready to have a cock in your ass for the first time?"

   I was more than ready and replied, "God yes!  Fuck my ass Jake!" He
pulled out of my pussy and I could see he was lubing his manhood in
preparation of taking my anal virginity.  As I watched, it seemed that his
cock was much larger than I remembered it, but then anything would look
larger considering the small hole it was about to infiltrate.  When he was
ready, Jake placed himself at my opening and slowly pushed forward
breaching my anus.

   I'm guessing that all of the preparation work I did with butt plugs and
dildoes paid off, because I suffered only momentary discomfort with the
initial penetration and that discomfort felt kind of good.  Jake was slowly
rocking back and forth causing his dick to go deeper with each movement
forward.

   I was noticing a difference between toys and a human invading my back
door.  The first thing I noticed was that his cock felt warm and the second
was that it had more give to it unlike the hard plastic and silicone. 
Another thing I noticed was that I was really liking anal sex!  I caught
myself moaning with pleasure as I rocked back to meet Jake's thrusts and
before long he was fully ensconced in my colon.

   "How are you doing, Suzy?"

   "I'm doing really well.  As a matter of fact, you can fuck me harder
because I'm about to cum!" Moments later my climax hit me as I cried out,
"OH MY GGGGOOOODDDDDD!" as I shivered and shook with my massive orgasm.

   After that orgasm ebbed, Jake rolled us around so that I was now on top
facing his feet in the 'reverse cowgirl' position.  Jake pushed me up off
of him a bit and then he began to batter my ass from below as he pistoned
me with what seemed 1000 strokes per minute.  With him holding me up, I
moved my right hand down to my pussy and buried three fingers in deep while
I rubbed my clit with my thumb.  All of this stimulation drove me over the
edge once again as I had a huge orgasm which caused me to squirt for the
first time ever!

   As my climax wound down, Jake flipped me around so I was riding him
cowgirl for several minutes.  Lastly, he rolled us over so he was fucking
my ass missionary.  Finally, after quite a while Jake cried out that he was
cumming, climbed off me, told me to get down on my knees, jerked his cock a
couple of times and then erupted all over my face and tits with his cum. 
Despite having my eyes closed, it felt as though he sprayed a quart of his
seed on my face and titties.  I wiped his cum out of my eyes and when I
could see I pulled his cock into my mouth sucking on it trying to get every
last drop in my mouth.  As I sucked it dawned on me where his cock had just
been, but I didn't notice anything untoward, so I kept on him until he
pulled away.

   When the director cried cut, Jake reached down and helped me stand while
a production assistant handed me a towel with which to clean my face.  As I
wiped, Jake said "Suzy, you are incredible and will go a long way in this
business!" I thanked him for the complement and headed for the showers
where Robin joined me again.

   "So, Suzy, I just wanted to share some information with you and discuss
the future a little bit.  Is that okay?" I nodded, so she continued, "The
first scene you did had the biggest draw of any scene we have ever done and
we expect this one to do just as well.  Because of that we'd like to sign
you to an additional contract if you are interested.  The money per shoot
won't be the same as you got for these two, but these were shot in special
circumstances.  We can discuss terms later on.  I just want to get a feel
for if you are interested in doing more with us."

   I sat next to her while still naked from my shower and said, "I would
like to continue with you because I have an idea that you might like.  I
was thinking I could do a whole series of 'firsts'.  After todays could be
my first DP, my first gangbang, my first interracial, my first interracial
gangbang and my first lesbian scene.  I thought the website scenes released
could be limited in size and scope and when all of the scenes are finished
we could offer a DVD of Suzy's firsts.  What do you think?"

   Robin eyed me for a few moments and said, "Maybe we should hire you for
our marketing team.  That's a brilliant idea!  I can see maybe two other
scenes besides the five you mentioned.  The owners will probably like the
idea."

   I left for home after agreeing to meeting with Robin and her bosses on
the following Monday to hammer out a new, longer contract.  I opened a
savings and checking account with a credit union which was located close to
the studio and deposited my check for the agreed $200,000 less taxes.  When
I got home, the house was empty as usual, so I went up to my bathroom, ran
a hot bath with Epsom salts and soaked while pondering my future.

   After a lot of thought, I decided to get a place of my own, since I now
had money.  As a matter of fact, I decided to make a clean break from my
parents and would buy my own car, insurance and cell phone.  Since I had
only seen my parents for all of 5 minutes over the past week, I figured
they wouldn't miss me and I wasn't missing them.

   When I got out of the bath and dressed, I sat down and made a list of
things I needed to do and a time frame to get them all accomplished.  I
would get a new phone the next day, would start car shopping on Tuesday
when I wasn't checking out apartments.  I decided to concentrate my search
for a new home in the Chatsworth area close to the studio.

   Under normal circumstances I would have been sad leaving my parents, but
they had fucked my life up so much I was more than ready to be washed of
them.  I didn't see them the whole weekend which just strengthened my
resolve to get out.

   On Saturday, I got a new phone and number and then on Monday I met with
the folks at Porn Parade, the studio I had been working with.  We went back
and forth on the contract and finally agreed to a 7 scene shoot, with one
shoot per week and $20,000 per shoot to me.  Five of the scenes would be
part of the 'Suzy's Firsts' series and the other two would be independent
of those.  Additionally, I would get 5% on every DVD I was in in the
future. I would start shooting in 2 weeks so I could get myself settled
when I found a new apartment.

   My apartment search went pretty well and within a week I found the
perfect place; a furnished studio.  Since it was just me, I decided I
didn't need anything larger.  I also bought a new hybrid car pretty quickly
paying cash.  On the following Wednesday, I packed up all of my belongings,
which was mostly clothes and moved them to my new place.  When I had
finished getting everything done, I sat down in my room and composed a
letter to my parents.

   John and Joyce,

   I have decided to move out and be on my own.  This whole move to LA was
such a waste for me because if you had allowed me to stay in Chicago and
finish my high school career with all of my friends I wouldn't be writing
this right now.  I would be happily living here despite you two being
absentee parents.  Your whole reason for me moving here was so that we
could be close as a family, but I think close proximity means nothing.  I'm
extremely mad at both of you for what you have done and don't really care
if I see either of you ever again.  Let your jobs be your daughter now!

   Sue

   I reread what I had written and decided it was succinct and made my
point.  I left my old cell phone plus car and house keys with my note,
closed the door to my room and left the house.  As I drove off I wondered
how long it would take my parents to realize I was gone.  My guess was
about a week.  I stopped at a department store and bought some sheets,
blankets, towels and other things for my apartment.  I also stopped at a
grocery store and picked up easy to fix food.

   That first night as I lay in bed I reflected on the present and the
future.  I liked doing porn because I loved the sex without complications.
However, I knew that most porn careers were fairly short due to actors
aging and fickle fans who lose interest.  Because of that I decided I
should enroll in college, so I decided to apply to Cal State-Northridge,
which was very close to where I was living.  I then thought about what I
would like to study and immediately decided against anything business
related since I thought that my parents careers had destroyed their love
for me.  I always thought I would become a teacher, but I didn't think
anyone would want to hire an ex-pornstar.  I decided there was no hurry to
decide on a career, so I turned over an went to sleep.

   I had given Robin my new cellphone number and on Monday I got a text
saying that I was scheduled for the next 7 Wednesday's for shooting.  I
thought that that was doable, but I wondered what I would do with myself
the rest of the week.  So, I replied;

   Me- Okay, Wednesdays, but what should I do for the other days of the
week?

   Robin- Do you like to dance?  I used to work at strip clubs and there's
a good one nearby that caters to lawyers and businessmen with no lap dances
performed.  It's also a good way to promote yourself and the studio.

   I thought about stripping and decided it was something I could do.  I
had become a bit of an exhibitionist since I started shooting porn, though
I didn't dress outlandishly like many porn actors.  I just liked being seen
naked these days and thought dancing naked in front of a bunch of men would
be kind of fun.  I got the information about the place from Robin and
decided to go there the next day and apply.  Several minutes later, I got
another text from Robin saying that I should head over to the club now and
talk to Robert Smith.  I had nothing else going on, so I headed over.

   It was a fairly short drive to the 'Pink Kitty Klub'.  I entered the
building and was greeted by a very large man who could have been a football
player.  I told him I was there to see Robert Smith, so he showed me the
way and entered an office without knocking.

   Robert Smith was sitting behind a large desk that was piled high with
invoices and ledgers.  He was an average looking man with sandy hair.  When
he stood to shake my hand, I noticed he was a little under 6' tall and was
slender.  He invited me to sit in a chair and then resumed his position
behind his desk.  We looked at each other for several seconds and then he
said, "Robin, over at Porn Parade said you were interested in dancing at
our club.  Why don't you tell me a little about yourself and how you ended
up in the adult film industry?"

   I wasn't sure how much detail he wanted, so I just told him the whole
story.  He listened patiently to my tale and when I was finished he said,
"Well, that's quite a story.  So, if you wouldn't mind, would you be kind
enough to do a short striptease for me.  I want to see what your dance
moves are like, see if you have the requisite charisma for stripping and,
of course, what you body looks like." I figured I'd have to do something
like this, so I agreed.  He stood up, went to a stereo and played some
electro-pop music that was very bass heavy.

   I stood up, picked up the rhythm and began dancing.  I had always liked
dancing and was in an extracurricular dance club at my school in the
Chicago area.  I shimmied and spun for a couple of minutes and then began
to slowly peel off my clothes.  It was kind of awkward because my tight
jeans were hard to pull off, but once I was down to my underwear I was able
to be sexy again.  The whole time he was watching me with an eagle eye and
not showing any emotions one way or another.

   When I was naked, I saw one of Robert's eyebrows go up slightly and a
small smile appear on his lips.  I ran my hands over my body and tweaked my
nipples and pulled on them.  I, also, ran some fingers through my pussy and
bent over while spreading my ass cheeks wide displaying my asshole and
pussy.

   Finally, the music stopped, so I stood and looked at Robert waiting for
him to tell me what he wanted me to do next.  He indicated that I should
sit back down.  He didn't say to get dressed again, so I remained naked. 
Again, we stared at each other for a few seconds until he said, "Yeah,
you'll do nicely.  So, a couple of questions.  First how old are you?"

   "I'm 18 and will be 19 in mid-August."

   "I trust you have a valid driver's license I can check?" I nodded and
handed it to him.  When he was done he handed it back and asked, "Do you
have any time restrictions?"

   "Yeah.  I'm due to shoot 7 scenes on 7 consecutive Wednesdays, so
Wednesdays and Thursdays won't be so good, if you know what I mean?"

   He smiled and said, "Yeah, we've had other porn queens working here. 
The nights I really need you are Fridays and Saturdays and Sunday
afternoons." I looked at him askance, so he said, "There are a lot of guys
who come in to watch a ballgame or a football game and like to look at the
girls during commercials and halftime.  Do you have a boyfriend who may
take exception to you working here?"

   I chuckled and said, "To tell you the truth, I have never had a
boyfriend, so no, I don't.  I don't have a problem working those days you
mentioned since I have no social life at all."

   Robert smiled and said, "Okay, well you have a job if you want it.  I
pay $5 per hour since we don't do lap dances here and you get to keep all
of the tips you make.  I make my money on admission fees and drinks.  I ask
the girls to give a percentage of their tips to the security guys who keep
you safe from the drunks.  I like everyone to arrive on time and ready to
go.

   "You should buy your own clothes for sanitary reasons.  They should be
sexy and easy to remove, unlike your jeans were." We both chuckled at that.
"String bikinis work well and the skimpier the better because our customers
like to see skin and lots of it.  The longer you stay naked and the more
'provocative' you are the bigger your tips will be.  Our customers are,
generally, pretty well off, junior members of law firms and financial
houses, so they have money to burn and will tip nicely if you give them
what they want to see."

   "What do you mean by provocative?"

   "Let them see everything.  Squat in front of them and pull your pussy
lips apart and bend over and spread your cheeks like you did for me. 
Basically, the raunchier the better with these guys.  Many of them have
uptight wives and girlfriends, so they like nasty.  They'll probably reach
out to touch you and it's up to you how much of that you will allow.  Just
remember for your tips, more is better."

   I smiled and said, "I think I can do that.  When would you like me to
start?"

   "Well, if you could come back around 4, I could introduce you to
everyone and let you select your music.  Maybe you could do a couple of
dances.  Tonight, is usually pretty quiet, so it would give you an
opportunity to try some things out and you can watch the other girls to see
how they do things.  Also, whenever you dance you may want to refrain from
wearing panties and a bra so you don't have lines on your skin from the
elastic."

   I agreed to come in later in the afternoon and left in search of some
lunch and a place I could buy a really small bikini.  As I ate I called
Robin to thank her for directing me to the Pink Kitty and to ask where I
could find some skimpy bikinis.  She directed me to a shop a few miles
away, so I drove there after eating and tried on some incredibly small
suits.  I bought four bikinis, four see-through button front cover-ups and
four different pairs of 5-inch heels to dance in.

   I returned to the club at 4pm and as promised, Robert introduced me to
the bouncers, the other dancers, the bartenders and the DJ.  I sat with the
DJ whose name was Juan and discussed what music I'd like to dance to.  We
came up with a nice list of the older music I preferred like Stevie
Wonder's Superstitious, Los Lobos' Shakin', Shakin', Shakes, The Rolling
Stones' Start Me Up and similar tunes.  I ended up with a list of 15 songs
and told him he could choose the ones I would dance to for the most part.

   After Juan, I went to the dressing room and was shown my dressing table.
I was seated next to a black gal who went by Kate the Great.  She welcomed
me and said, "If you have any questions about anything feel free to ask any
of us.  We aren't in a competition here and try to help one another out."

   I thanked her for kindness as I looked at her dressing table.  It was
piled high with all sorts of make-up and a picture of a small girl taped to
the mirror.  "Is that your daughter?" I asked pointing at the picture.

   "Yeah, she's my baby."

   We talked about her daughter Khatia for a while and then I pointed at
her cosmetics and said, "I didn't think to bring any make-up."

   Kate said, "Don't worry, I'm sure Emily has something you can use. 
Frankly, you should use as little as possible, just enough to take away the
shine from the lights so you retain your natural good looks.  You have that
'girl next door' thing going for you, which will be very popular.  You may
want to invest in some false eyelashes too."

   At 7pm the club was about half full and the girls were getting their
clothes on for dancing.  I followed suit by putting on one of my new
bikinis.  It was red, well, what little there was, was red as well as the
sheer coverup and the heels.  When Kate saw me she smiled and said, "You
look like a she devil!" That gave me an idea, so I asked Juan to play
'Sympathy for the Devil' by the Stones and 'Evil Woman' by ELO.

   I watched the other girls do their thing as they danced and stripped. 
It all looked pretty straight forward as they played to all sections of the
stage.  When it was my turn, I felt less nervous than I had before.

   Juan announced me as Sympathy for the Devil started by saying, "Ladies
and Gentlemen, please welcome Porn Parades newest star making her debut
here at the Pink Kitty!  Give a warm welcome to Suzy Sweet!"

   With that I strutted out onto the stage in rhythm with the music.  I
danced along the front of the stage to give everyone their first look at me
and then began peeling off my scanty clothing.  As I danced, I was really
getting into it and was completely naked by the time 'Evil Woman' began
playing.  I would dance over to guys waving money around and squat in front
of them with my knees spread wide giving them a nice view of my pussy.  One
guy was waving a $50 bill, so when I squatted in front of him I reached
down, pinched my small labia with thumb and forefingers and spread myself
wide showing he and his friends my vagina, urethra and clitoris.

   Those guys went wild and when others figured out what was happening
began waving more and more money at me.  When I saw a $100 bill I reached
down, pulled my clit hood back and briefly frigged myself.  I could have
kept going, but my music was finishing.  When the last note faded away, I
stood up, took a bow with a wad of bills in my hand, picked up my clothes
and headed back stage.

   I was totally surprised as all of the other girls congratulated me for a
great performance.  I thanked them and returned to my table.  Kate sat
smiling at me for several seconds and then said, "Damn girl!  Are you sure
you've never done this before?  You killed it out there!"

   I thanked her for the complement and then sat back and evaluated what I
had just done.  I chuckled to myself as I thought, 'Just a few months ago
no man had ever seen so much as one of my nipples and now, here I was not
only showing my naked body, but spreading my pussy wide for all to see'. 
Add this to having done two porn movies and I had to admit that I had
changed in a big way.  So far it was a lot of fun, so I decided there was
no sense in changing now.

   That night I did four more dances and ended up taking home about $800 in
tips alone and gave 15% to the bouncers and bartender.  I danced the next
two nights and on Sunday afternoon and pulled in close to $4000 for the
four days.  Friday was particularly good as all of the business men were
blowing off steam before the weekend.  Sunday was kind of a waste, but I
still had fun.

   When Wednesday rolled around, I had my first of the 7 shoots I had
contracted for.  I found out I was going to be doing my first 'double
penetration' with two guys I hadn't met yet.  I was pretty excited about it
since I had DP'd myself using vibrators and dildoes.  It had been decided
by the studio that Robin would do a brief interview before all of my
'firsts' scenes and that they would all forgo any attempt at a story, but
would get right down to business.

   During the scene I was spit roasted both anally and vaginally. 
Additionally, the two guys took turns while they DP'd me in both of my
holes.  All in all, it was great fun and lasted for quite a while.

   The next scene was with Robin and was my first time doing anything with
a woman.  Robin's mouth was magic as she ate me to several massive orgasms.
I enjoyed eating her as well and managed to get her off a couple of times.
We 69'd and scissored each other to numerous climax's also.

   As July passed I did my first interracial scene with a really big guy
with a really big cock vaginally.  That was followed with a gangbang, an
interracial gangbang with 6 black guys, a scene with four other women all
donning strap-on dildoes and lastly an orgy with 7 men and 7 additional
women.

   I came in one day, when all of the scenes were finished, to pose for
pictures for the 'Suzy's Firsts' DVD cover, which came out on the first of
August and I requested 10 copies for myself.  I thought I would send one to
my parents for Christmas.

   As the summer continued, I kept dancing at the club and socking my money
away into my savings account.  I had been investing some in the market by
buying mostly bonds and a few stocks and to date they were all doing really
well.  Everything was going smoothly until one night I happened to notice a
surprise customer.  We had a small two-way mirror which we used to keep
tabs on the act before ours, so we knew when we would have to start.  With
the surprise guest, I decided I would just have to be a bit raunchier than
normal to get his attention.

   When Juan started playing 'Superstitious', I strutted out on stage as
normal but kept my face away from the guy I was going to surprise.  When I
was naked, I danced over to him squatted down with my pussy in full view
and said, "Hi John!  Does Joyce know you're here?"

   I thought my Dad was going to have a heart attack as his head went up
and down looking at my exposed pussy and my face.  He was white as a ghost
when I stood and continued my set.  I had to laugh at the shock my Dad
experienced.  Later on, while in the dressing room, Alberto, one of the
bouncers, came to me and said, "There's a man named John Maguire, who says
he's your father and that would like to speak with you."

   "Thanks Alberto.  Tell him I'll meet him at the Denny's across the
street when the club closes, if you could please, thanks." Alberto smiled
and said he'd take care of it.  I finished the night doing all of my sets,
got dressed in my usual clothes and then drove across the street to meet my
father.  I was looking forward to the confrontation.

   When I entered the restaurant, I saw my Dad sitting in a corner booth
away from the few other patrons in the place.  I sat down across from him
at the table and said, "So, how've you been?"

   My Dad looked at me like he had never seen me before and said, "Why are
you working in that place?  I thought we raised you to better than that!"

   I had to laugh and then said, "You didn't raise me for shit!  Fuck, the
last four years the both of you were absentee parents at best.  I fucking
raised myself.  And then you decide to move out here and drag me along so
we can, quote, be close as a family and you never spent more than 5 minutes
with me during that time.  Well, fuck you John!"

   My father who was an executive VP of a major corporation was looking at
me like a deer in the headlights as his daughter yelled at him.  He didn't
seem to have a response to my outburst and then tried another tack.  "Do
you realize how upset your mother and I have been since your disappearance?
We've hired people to find you!"

   I laughed and said, "Well, they've done a bang-up job!"

   "We thought you went back to Chicago, so have concentrated our efforts
there.  Your Mom is worried sick!"

   "Really?  Tell me the truth, how long after I left did you discover I
wasn't there?  I would have bet around two weeks." His face turned red in
embarrassment, so I said, "Yeah, I thought so.  You guys were so into
everything besides me.  For a while I despised you both, but my emotions
have tempered a bit, so I only hate you right now."

   I decided to order a piece of apple pie ala mode and a cup of decaf.  We
sat in silence for a while mostly to let my Dad figure out what to say and
I wasn't going to help him out.  Finally, he asked, "So, what have you been
doing besides dancing in that club?"

   "Well, I have another job in addition to the club.  I'm renting a studio
apartment, I bought a car and have made about just a bit less than $300,000
since I left.  I've invested some and the rest is in various savings
accounts.  I'm doing alright."

   He pondered what I said and asked, "You're not a prostitute are you?"

   I laughed and said, "Would it matter?  Would being a prostitute make you
disown me?" I let him stew for a few seconds and then said, "No, I'm not a
prostitute...technically.  But, I do have sex for money.  It has been
pretty lucrative.  As a matter of fact, I have a little gift for you and
Joyce.  I was going to send it at Christmas, but I'll give it to you now.
Watch the interviews because they'll explain a lot." I reached into my bag
and pulled out a 'Suzy's First' DVD and handed it to him and said, "I even
autographed it for you."

   When he saw my picture on the cover he put two and two together and
said, "You're doing porn?  That's nearly as bad as being a prostitute!"

   I shook my head and said, "Bad is in the eye of the beholder I guess
because I love doing porn.  Do you realize before you moved me here I
hadn't even been kissed by a boy?  I was a very good girl because that's
what you and Joyce wanted.  Then you move me here and abandoned me.  I was
so pissed off I decided to do whatever caused you the most pain and
embarrassment.  Anyway, I'm done here.  Say hi to Joyce for me."

   As I walked away I stopped and said, "You never answered my question."
He looked at me confused, so I said, "Does Joyce know you go to strip
clubs? Also, do you realize what day it is?" He looked confused so I
laughed as I left.  It was my birthday and my father didn't have a
clue...so endearing.

   When I got home it was nearly 4am.  I like to get to sleep before 2:30am
normally, but meeting with my Dad was worth it.  I suspected that before
long some investigator will figure out where I live and that I would have
to suffer through a visit with my mother.  I figured I'd just bear it like
I did with my Dad.

   When September rolled around, I started classes at Cal State-Northridge.
I hadn't decided on a major yet, but figured I had time since I needed to
get through all of the basic prerequisites first.  I had always enjoyed
school and did really well getting A's on my exams and papers.  I continued
dancing at the club on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays, but hadn't shot a
scene in quite a while.  My DVD was selling very well and was bringing in
some nice money for me.

   As I figured would happen, my Mom came to my apartment on a Thursday
evening.  Before I opened my door, I braced myself for an awkward evening.
When I opened my door, she swooped in and tried to hug me, but I pushed her
away.  She looked hurt but I didn't care.  We stood and stared at each
other for a while until I asked, "What do you want Joyce?" I could tell
that my tone and using her name instead of Mom struck home with her.

   I could see tears welling up in her eyes as she replied, "I just want to
talk.  Can we do that?"

   I indicated that she should sit in the chair and then I sat on my bed as
I asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

   "Well, mostly I want to apologize to you.  Your Dad and I talked for 5
hours after he came home when he saw you that night in August.  He told me
where he saw you and what you did there.  He also told me in detail what
the two of you talked about.  He felt terrible that he didn't realize it
was your birthday.  After he finished telling me everything we both came to
the conclusion that you were right, we have been the worst parents we could
have possibly been.

   "We should have never made you leave Chicago during your senior year,
I'm really very, very sorry about that.  We didn't think things through
very well, obviously.  I hope you'll be able to forgive us someday.  So,
what can we do to make things right?  Frankly, I haven't a clue."

   I was kind of shocked that she had apologized so forthrightly, but I was
still harboring hard feelings and it was going to take a lot more than 'I'm
sorry' to bridge the gulf between us.  So, I said, "I don't know what it
will take if anything.  My anger with you two is so deeply rooted right
now. Your apologizing was a good first step, but beyond that I don't know."

   She had a grim sort of smile and then said, "Yeah, a very small step.  I
know the word sorry doesn't really mean too much, but you have to believe
me when I say that the feelings behind it are heartfelt.  I know I didn't
show it very well, but I do love you and I hate that I caused you so much
pain."

   I made us a couple of salads for dinner as we talked for hours.  At one
point she said, "I watched your DVD's, well, the first two.  It's kind of
hard for a mother to watch her daughter have sex.  I was wondering if what
you said in the first one was true about your virginity."

   "It was.  I was a very good girl in Chicago and hadn't even kissed a boy
let alone have sex with one.  I was so lonely at school here because I just
couldn't seem to break into any groups to have friends.  When I read about
porn houses here looking for actresses, I decided my good girl days were
over figuring that would hurt you the most when you found out.  I was all
about revenge for my fucked up life here.

   "I took some pictures of myself and told a bunch of porn houses I was
willing to lose my virginity in a porn film if the price was right.  I got
several of them in a bidding war and ended up doing the first two scenes
for $200,000.  The first two were so popular, the studio wanted to do more
revolving around firsts for me, so we negotiated until I signed a contract
for 7 more scenes at $20,000 a pop plus 5% for every DVD sold.

   "So, I've made over $300,000, less taxes, doing porn and stripping. 
I've discovered I'm a bit of an exhibitionist and love both jobs.  I really
love sex and have loved everything I've done in my DVD's."

   "You know you can't do those things forever.  What about the future?"

   "I'm taking classes at Cal State Northridge though I haven't decided on
a major yet."

   "How about business management like your Dad?"

   I scowled and said, "After what business has done to us, there is no way
I'm doing that!"

   My Mom hung out with me for 6 hours talking about all sorts of things.
By the time she left I felt a lot better about my relationship with her. 
Just as she was walking out the door, she stopped abruptly, turned and
said, "I almost forgot, I wanted to give this to you in lieu of missed
birthdays and as a token of our love for you." I opened the box and was
dazzled by a beautiful diamond pendant on a silver chain.  I looked up at
my Mom at a loss for words as she said, "This belonged to my mother and to
her mother.  Cherish it." I couldn't help myself as I grabbed my Mom and
gave her a bear hug.  She hugged me back and whispered in my ear, "I love
you, honey.  Never doubt that.  I may do foolish things, but just remember
I love you!"

   I started crying and said, "I love you too, Mom.  I'm sorry I've been
such a brat."

   She held me at arm's length, smiled at me with tears in her eyes and
said, "You have nothing to apologize for, honey."

   My relationship with my parents improved markedly over time and we began
spending some time together.  They never said another word about being in
porn or stripping, which I figured they sidestepped to avoid alienating me
again.

   School went well and after my first year I decided on a double major of
Psychology, focusing on human sexuality, and Cinema and Television Arts. 
All through school I continued dancing on the weekends and during the
summer I would shoot 5 scenes with Porn Parade.  I was making money hand
over fist and had amassed a pretty tidy savings account and investment
portfolio.

   During my last semester at Northridge, I took an Eastern European
literature course to complete a humanities elective.  It was interesting
with books by Gunter Grass, Milan Kundera, Alexander Solzhenitsyn and
others.  I was sitting next to a good looking guy who looked a bit older
than the rest of us.  We began greeting each other before class and after
the third one he asked me to join him for coffee after class.

   I found out that his name was Tim, that he was in the MBA program and
that he always took literature classes to discover new authors to read.  We
talked for two hours straight with no lulls at all.  When he asked about
me, I was sketchy about my life and what I was up to for obvious reasons. I
had a really good time with him which led us to having coffee after our
remaining classes.

   After about 6 classes he said, "I have a couple of tickets to the LA
Philharmonic on Saturday night and was wondering if you'd like to go with
me?"

   Wow!  I was being asked out on a date!  "Uh, yeah, uh, I'd like that
that.  I'll have to get that night off work, but that should be no problem.
What time?"

   "If it's alright I'll pick you up at 5:30 and then take you to dinner
before the concert."

   "Yeah, that would, be, uh great.  Let me give you my address.  I've
never been to a classical concert, so what should I wear?"

   "An evening gown would be best."

   "Okay.  I'll look forward to it."

   I walked to my car in a daze.  As I drove home I decided I needed to
talk to someone and get some advice, so I pulled over and called Robin. 
When she answered the phone I asked, "Are you at the studio because I
really need to talk to you."

   "There's nothing wrong is there?"

   "No, I just need some advice on something that just came up."

   "Okay, I'm in my office at the studio.  Come on over."

   I made a beeline for the Porn Parade studios and went directly to
Robin's office.  When I walked in she smiled up at me for a moment until
she saw my face.  "What's going on?  You look like you just saw a ghost."

   I sat in a chair and said, "It's worse than that.  A guy I've become
friends with at school just asked me out on a date to see the LA
Philharmonic on Saturday."

   "Okay...so you're going on a date."

   I laughed and said, "I have never been on a date before!  Plus, I really
like this guy, so I'm afraid he'll find out what I do and, oh fuck, why did
I say yes!"

   Robin smiled at me and said, "Okay, take it easy.  Is he taking you to
dinner?"

   "Yeah.  He also said I should wear an evening gown.  I've never owned an
evening gown!"

   "Alright, first things first.  I'm going to call Robert and tell him you
need the weekend off so we can get you a dress and shoes tomorrow and then
Saturday I'll take you to salon and get your hair and nails done."

   She picked up the phone and put it on speaker when Robert answered.  The
two of the chatted for a couple of moments and then Robin said, "So, Suzy
needs to get the weekend off because she's been asked out on a date."

   "Yeah, so?" Robert replied.

   "Yeah, it's the first date she's ever been on, so we need to make it
special.  Alright?"

   Robert chuckled and said, "Okay, fine.  Tell her to have a good time."

   Next Robin called the salon she uses and made an appointment for me to
have my hair and nails done on Saturday at 10am.  With that finished she
said, "I'll come fetch you tomorrow around 1 and will take you dress and
shoe shopping.  I know the perfect stores for you.  So, does this guy know
about your jobs?"

   "No, I've been pretty vague about what I do.  He knows I work weekends,
but he hasn't pressed me for details.  Do you think I should tell him?"

   Robin thought for a few seconds and then said, "You should eventually,
but wait until you see if things will go further.  No sense blowing things
up right away.  Enjoy yourself for now."

   I thanked Robin for her help and being a friend and headed for home. 
Later I checked the LA Philharmonic website to see what pieces they were
going to play.  They were going to perform a Mozart symphony, a violin
concerto by Bruch and Barber's Adagio for Strings.  I wasn't familiar with
either Bruch or Barber, but I had always liked the Mozart I had heard, so I
was confident I'd like the performance.

   Robin and I decided on a navy blue satin evening dress and matching
heels.  Robin said I looked really good and very sexy.  I asked her if I
looked trashy because I didn't want to come off that way.  She smiled and
said, you'll look elegant and very attractive.  Your date will be panting
with desire when he sees you."

   On Saturday at the salon, Robin, the hairdresser and myself discussed
how I should have my hair.  When I moved to LA it was pretty short, but I
had allowed it to grow over the years so it was down past my shoulders now.
I didn't want it super short and I wanted to keep the ability to pull it
into a pony tail, so we worked around those criteria.  What we came up with
was both elegant and practical.  As far as my nails went, I wasn't a fan of
the uber dark nail craze and traditional red and pinks wouldn't look good
with my dress, so we went with a clear polish and a short trim.

   When I got home, I had several hours before Tim was due to pick me up. I
was extremely nervous, so I looked at some of my investments for a while.
That didn't last long, so I decided to call my Mom.  We had made up and
talked together at least once a week.  If there was ever a time for a
mother's love this was it!

   "Hey honey, what's up?"

   "Hey Mom, I just needed to talk to you.  I have a date tonight with a
guy from school.  You're not going to believe this, but this will be the
first date I've ever been on and I'm nervous as hell."

   "There's nothing to be nervous about.  Dates are a means for people to
get to know one another away from the day to day norm.  Believe it or not,
it's a chance to evaluate a future mate by observing their manners, tastes
and feelings towards you and vice versa.  Just relax and be yourself."

   "Okay, I guess what you say makes sense."

   "Does your date know your, um, vocation?"

   I chuckled and replied, "No, not yet.  No sense scaring the poor guy off
right away.  If things develop in a positive way, I'll have to tell him,
but not right now."

   "Well, when you do, be sure to tell him about how we treated you and how
that influenced your decisions.  That will help him understand your
motivations.  He may not like us after he hears your story, but we aren't
the important ones here, you are."

   "Oh god, Mom, I don't want to throw you and Dad under the bus anymore."

   "Honey, we deserve it for being such fuck ups and for driving you to
such an extreme reaction, so use it.  I'm sure he will understand."

   I had to laugh and asked, "So Mom, such a colorful metaphor!  I've never
heard you use 'fuck' before."

   She laughed and said, "Sometimes you have to use words that fit the
conversation.  I learned that from you!  Now relax and have fun tonight,
okay?"

   "Thanks Mom, I will.  I love you."

   "I love you too, honey."

   My conversation with my Mom calmed me down a lot, so I relaxed took a
shower and got dressed.  There wasn't much to getting dressed because we
had decided that wearing underwear wasn't an option with this particular
dress.  When I had the dress and shoes on, I put on the pendant that was
handed down by the women in my family.  It stopped just shy of the modest
amount of cleavage I was showing.

   Right at six my buzzer went off, so I buzzed Tim in and waited for him
to knock on my door.  When he knocked, I answered and was taken aback by
the handsome visage in a tuxedo before me.  I wasn't the only one staring
as he looked at me with eyes wide.  Finally, he broke the silence and said,
"My god, Sue, you're beautiful.  Er, I didn't mean that you aren't always
beautiful because you are, but right now you are taking my breath away
despite my rambling."

   I laughed and said, "I could say the same thing because you look
incredibly handsome."

   We both laughed at ourselves for a moment and then he asked, "Are you
ready?" I indicated I was and took the arm that was offered to me.  I was
led to a Rolls Royce limousine and as he helped me in he said that he hired
it so that we could drink if we wanted to.

   As we rode I couldn't believe how quiet it was in the car.  We made chit
chat for a few minutes until I said, "I have a confession to make, this is
the first date I have ever been on."

   "You're kidding!  I would have thought that someone as pretty as you
would have to beat men away with a stick.  So, how did this happen?"

   "Well, when I lived in Chicago, my parents kept a tight rein on me and
told me that the only thing boys wanted was to get into my panties.  The
experience of some of my classmates reaffirmed what my parents said, so I
never took any of the requests from boys up.  When we moved to LA in my
senior year, I didn't make any friends, so kept to myself and studied. 
After high school I worked a lot, so didn't have the time.  Oh, and thank
you for the nice complement."

   Tim blushed a bit and said, "Well, you are very pretty and thank you for
trusting me enough to go out with me.  I promise to do nothing that will
alter that trust."

   The ride downtown went quickly and soon we were pulling up to La Maison
du GoÃ>t.  A doorman opened our door as we pulled up to the front of the
restaurant.  I took Tim's arm as we walked in.  The MaÃ(R)tre d' greeted
Tim by name and the two had a conversation in French for a couple of
minutes and then we were led to a table in a corner.  As we sat, the
MaÃ(R)tre d' put my napkin on my lap and then presented me with a menu and
then did the same for Tim.  They spoke again for a few seconds and then Tim
asked, "Would you like some champagne?" I nodded and then the MaÃ(R)tre d'
left.

   Tim looked at me and said, "I apologize for talking with Maurice so
much. It gives me a chance to use my French and he likes that I speak it."

   "You have nothing to apologize for.  I was impressed that you spoke so
fluently.  Where did you learn it?"

   "We lived in France from the time I was two until I was eleven. 
Actually, French was my first language though my parents made sure I
learned English as well."

   "Wow, did you like living in France?  Where were you?"

   "We lived in Paris and I loved it.  I had so many friends and the food
was so good.  Even the simplest thing like a ham and cheese sandwich there
was so superior to anything we get here."

   "Have you kept in touch with any of your friends?"

   "There are three that I've stayed in touch with and visit whenever I'm
there or when they come here."

   At this time the wine steward approached out table with a bucket and a
couple of flutes.  He showed the bottle to Tim who nodded his approval and
then popped the cork and poured two glasses for us.  When the steward left,
Tim held his glass up and said, "Here's to your first date, I hope it's
memorable one." We touched glasses and then sipped the wine.

   I had never had champagne before and had to say I loved my first
experience.  I looked at Tim and said, "If the evening keeps up like this,
it will be very memorable.  Thank you."

   I looked at the menu and didn't really understand any of it and I think
Tim saw my confusion, so he said, "Would you trust me to order for us?" I
nodded so he then asked, "Is there anything you don't like food wise or are
you open to anything?"

   "I'll eat anything, so go ahead."

   Tim and the waiter bantered back and forth for a while and then the
waiter left with a smile.  When he left a couple of men swooped down on our
table and began removing plates, glasses and utensils.

   We had a good time eating and talking.  The food was marvelous with
wonderful flavors I had never encountered.  I wasn't much of a drinker and
I didn't want to get drunk for the rest of the night, so I think we wasted
quite a bit of wine because I only had the one glass of champagne and one
glass of a Bordeaux that Tim ordered.  I noticed that he didn't drink much
either.

   When we had finished we were whisked a few blocks over to the Walt
Disney Concert Hall, a very striking building with large swooping panels of
stainless steel.  When we got inside I was struck by how different the
interior was to the exterior.  There was lots of wood and muted red lights
illuminating the stage.  An usher showed us to our row and then directed us
to the middle where our seats were.  We were seated behind a small
partition between about 5 rows of seats in front of us.  I was guessing
that these were pretty prime seats.

   The concert was fantastic and I especially like the Bruch violin
concerto.  The performer was a woman named Hilary Hahn who was, to my
inexperienced ear, absolutely wonderful.  When the concert had finished, I
saw that she was signing autographs in the lobby, so I talked Tim into
letting me get her signature.  She was very personable and friendly and
thanked me for the complement I paid her.

   After the concert we went to a bar and talked about the concert over
drinks.  Tim chuckled when I ordered a Coke.  Finally, we headed for my
place and when we arrived, he walked me to my door and kissed me good
night. I thanked him for a magical evening.  He asked if he could ask me
out again and I told him I'd love it, but he had to keep in mind that I
worked on Friday and Saturday nights.

   When I was in bed I thought about the whole night and had to admit to
myself that it was the best time I had ever had and I looked forward to
many more dates with Tim.

   The next day Robin called and asked me how it went and I told her it was
wonderful and described the whole night to her.  When I mentioned where we
ate, she said, "That is the most exclusive restaurant in LA!" Later on, my
Mom called and I went through the same conversation with her.

   As the year progressed I kept on dancing on weekends and would go on
dates with Tim on Wednesday's, usually.  During the last week of classes
before I was going to graduate, Tim asked me out on a Wednesday evening. 
During the whole time we had been dating, he never once tried to have sex
with me.  I was more than willing, but I thought maybe he had some reasons
not to.  Anyway, after dinner we went for a walk on a beach and at one
point he stopped, took both of my hands in his, looked me in the eye and
said, "Sue, I have never felt about any woman like I feel about you.  I've
fallen in love with you and have to confess that I've kept a secret from
you.  You have probably figured out that I'm doing pretty well money wise,
but the truth is I'm really rich, like billionaire rich.  The reason I
haven't said anything is because women either get scared by that or can't
wait to get their fingers on the pot of gold.

   "During our time together, I've concluded that you are neither type, so
I would like to ask you..."

   "Um, Tim before you go any further, I need to tell you that I've kept a
secret from you as well and I'm afraid you won't like me too much when you
hear it.  The truth is, oh god." I began crying but continued, "The truth
is that I'm a porn actress and my weekend job is dancing at the Pink Kitty
strip club.  My stage name is Suzy Sweet, if you want to see my work on
line."

   He stood and stared at me gape mouthed and tried to talk a couple of
times but nothing came out.  I was afraid of what he was going to say, so I
turned around and ran for the parking lot.  There weren't any cabs around
so I just started walking as I pondered my ruined life.  I had fallen in
love with Tim as well and I couldn't give a hang about his money.

   I walked and walked until it was quite late.  I didn't want to go home
so I called an Uber and had him take me to my parents place.  It was around
11pm as I rang the doorbell.  My Dad answered and when he saw my condition,
he cried out, "Oh Sue, are you alright?"

   I burst out in tears again as my Mom came down the stairs, she pulled me
into the house, hugged me and said, "There, there.  Let's go up to your
room and talk about it."

   She led me to my old bedroom that still looked the same as the day I
left.  We lay on the bed together as she continued to hold me while I
cried. When my tears finally ebbed, she said, "Tell me what happened."

   "Oh Mom, Tim and I had had dinner and were walking on a beach when he
stopped and began telling me how he loved me and how he had kept a secret
from me.  He told me he was very rich and was about to ask me to marry him.
So, I stopped him, told him I had kept a secret from him as well and told
him about my jobs.  He just stared at me, so I began crying and ran away.
Why am I such a fuck up?" I began crying again.  My Mom held me tight
through the night, even when I had fallen asleep.

   I called in sick to the club and spent the weekend at my parents place.
My parents made up for all of their mistakes during that weekend as they
helped me get past my trauma with Tim.  By Sunday I was feeling better,
plus I needed to get home so I could go to class on Monday.  Once I got
home I sat down to study because we had finals coming up.

   I had been studying for a couple of hours when my door buzzer went off.
When I answered the intercom, it was Tim, "Hi Sue, can I come up please?" I
buzzed him in and waited by my open door.  He gave me a wan smile and gave
me a quick kiss on the cheek as he passed me coming in.  After I closed the
door, I turned around as Tim asked, "Can we talk?"

   "Yeah, please have a seat.  Would you like something to drink?"

   "Thank you.  But no," he said as he sat.  "I just want to apologize for
being an idiot.  It took incredible courage for you to tell me what you did
and I responded like a total moron.  In my defense I was a bit shocked, but
that's no excuse to behave the way I did.  I hope you will forgive me.

   "I ran after you after a few seconds, but you must run really fast
because I couldn't find you anywhere.  I came here, but you didn't answer
the buzzer nor answer your phone.  I hung out until 10 that night, but no
lights came on in your apartment and you never showed up.  I was really
worried something may have happened to you and was going to contact the
police if you didn't answer your door today.

   I want you to know that I love you no matter what jobs you have had, or
still have for that matter.  The only thing that matters to me is that you
are safe and that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.  So, will
you marry me?"

   I sat on my bed stunned for a few seconds and mulled his proposal.  I
decided he needed to know exactly who he was marrying and how that may come
back to bite him, so I said, "I love you too, Tim.  I have never said those
words to anyone but my parents.  I think you are wonderful and I love being
with you, but you have to consider how my past may come back to haunt you.

   "I've been making porn films for four years and have made dozens of
them. I have had sex with men and women in multiple ways and often with
multiple partners in multiple holes.  I stripped at the Pink Kitty for the
same amount of time.  Eventually, someone will put two and two together and
figure out your wife was/is a slut.  Do you think you could handle that
notoriety?"

   Tim stood up, walked over and sat down next to me on my bed and said,
"Yes!  As long as I'm with you I can handle anything, besides if things get
too weird we can always go live somewhere else." He then reached into his
pocket and grabbed a small box, got down on a knee at my feet, opened the
box which held a beautiful diamond ring and said, "I ask again, will you
marry me Susan Maguire?"

   I stared at Tim and the ring for a second or two and thought, 'He must
love me to ask me three times even knowing about my life, or at least part
of it.' I got on my knees facing him and said, "I would love to be your
wife!" I then kissed him with all of the passion I was feeling that moment.
To date, it was the single best experience of my life.

   We kissed for several minutes as we held each other tightly.  Finally,
when we broke the kiss, Tim pulled the ring from the box, took my left hand
and placed it on my ring finger.  "I have never been happier than I am at
this moment."

   I agreed, because I was overjoyed as well.  Finally, he said, "Now that
we have that squared away we need to talk.  Having kept secrets from one
another nearly derailed our future happiness, so I suggest we go over to my
place, which has more furniture, have dinner and talk as long as necessary.
Bring a change of clothes because you are spending the night.  We can go to
school from there, okay?  Oh, another thing...we won't be having sex until
our wedding night."

   This last bit confused me and when Tim saw my confusion he said he would
explain later.  I grabbed some clothes to change into in the bathroom,
threw some things in an overnight case and then went out to Tim's car.

   Now, I was expecting something really sporty, but was surprised when I
saw an older Chevy Malibu.  Again, he said he would explain later.  As we
drove neither of us said much.  I was trying to get my timeline correct in
my head and to make sure I told him everything.

   His place turned out to be the penthouse in a high rise condo downtown.
When we entered we were greeted by a gentleman who Tim introduced as
Nelson, his valet.  "Nelson, this is my fiancÃ(C) Susan Maguire." Nelson
offered his congratulations to both of us and then took my bag from Tim and
said it would be in the gray room.  Tim ushered me into the living room and
said, "Make yourself at home.  The bathroom is down that hall and is the
first door on the left," as he pointed.

   Nelson returned a few moments later and asked, "Would either of you care
for a beverage?" I told him a Coke or Pepsi would be nice and Tim said he'd
like the same.

   When we had our drinks, Tim said, "Nelson, Sue and I have a lot of
sensitive things to discuss and I'm sure she would appreciate it if it was
only the two of us.  I hope you understand."

   "I do sir.  I will retire to my room and read.  Call me if you need
anything."

   When Nelson had left, I took a sip of my drink and said, "May I go
first? I have a lot to tell you." Tim said to go ahead, so I began:

   "So, four and a half years ago I had just finished my junior year in
high school.  I was popular, got good grades and was a good girl.  I was
looking forward to my senior year with all of the fun attached to that time
of our lives.  However, my Dad took a promotion with his company which
required us to move to LA.  I was devastated by the timing and begged my
parents to allow me to stay behind and finish school with my friends.  My
parents refused saying that they wanted me close to them not half a
continent away.

   "I now know I was a brat, but at the time I was very, very angry with my
parents.  To compound things, they both worked long hours so I never saw
them, which pissed me off even more.  They even missed my 18th birthday by
two weeks!  I thought going to school would improve my life because I could
make some friends, but that was a bust as well, so I concentrated on
studying and trying to plot out my revenge on my parents.

   "I discovered how I would get my revenge in the pages of the LA Barb,
the alternative newspaper.  There were a number of ads for porn studios
looking for actresses which gave me the idea of selling my virginity to the
highest bidder.  I sent my proposal to quite a few places and, in the end,
made a deal with Porn Parade for $200,000 for 2 scenes.  The first I would
give my first blowjob and lose my virginity and the second I would lose my
anal virginity.  We started shooting after I graduated from high school, a
date my parents missed again by two weeks.  What better revenge on one's
parents than to do X-rated porn?

   "The scenes went very well.  I did them both with the same actor who was
very kind and made sure I had the best experience possible.  I discovered I
love having sex!  I mean, I really, really like it!  All of it!  Once the
pain went away I loved getting fucked for the first time, I loved sucking
his cock and I really loved anal sex.

   "That summer I went on to make 7 more videos doing things for the first
time.  I had my first double penetrations, sex with a black man, sex with a
woman, gangbangs and an orgy.  I have to tell you I loved it all!  As a
matter of fact, I want to give you the DVD of that first summer called Suzy
Sweet's Firsts." I pulled the case out of my handbag and handed it to him.
He thanked me and then invited me to continue.

   "Since I was shooting only one day a week, I decided I needed to do
something else with my time.  One of the producers suggested working at the
Pink Kitty Klub as a stripper in order to make extra money and to promote
my work at Porn Parade.  She said they didn't do lap dances and that sort
of thing and that the clientele was more affluent lawyers and business men.
By the end of the summer I had made nearly $300,000!

   "Just before I started school that Fall, my father happened to be in the
club.  I shocked him by squatting in front of him totally naked saying 'Hi
Dad'.  We had coffee when the club closed and I told him what shitty
parents he and my mother were.  After school had started my Mom came to my
apartment and apologized profusely for being a shitty parent, which started
our healing process.  I have to say that we are now as close as we ever
were.  When I told my Mom I had that first date with you, she told me to
throw them under the bus when knowledge of my work came to light.

   "Anyway, that's about it.  I didn't mean to lead you on or freak you
out, I just thought I would confess once I knew our relationship was
developing into something special.  Please forgive me."

   Tim stood up, kneeled in front of me, pulled me into a hug and said,
"There's nothing to forgive.  I completely understand why you didn't say
anything earlier because I was in the same boat.  Why don't we take a break
and then I will tell you my story."

   I went to the toilet and smiled to myself knowing that Tim was the best
of the best and that I loved him even more now.  I grabbed another Coke and
then settled back into the living room where Tim shared his story:

   "As I told you the other night, I'm very wealthy.  When I was younger I
was very arrogant and full of myself.  I used my position and power to have
sex with many women never spending more than one night with any of them.  I
drove fast cars and partied all of the time.  My life style was becoming
destructive, but I ignored the signs and kept it up until I nearly died in
a car accident while I was drunk.  As I lay in the hospital I fretted about
how I could have killed some poor innocent person while behaving so
immaturely.

   "When I had recovered, I went back to France for a year and got my head
on straight with my friends.  They were an enormous help and I can't wait
for you to meet them.  Anyway, when I returned to LA I started dating a
movie star named Elizabeth Meyers.  She was beautiful and charming and
turned out to have my money in her sights.  From day one when we began
dating, she conducted a clandestine affair with one of her co-stars on a TV
show.  I found out she planned to marry me and then dump me for as much
money as she could get.

   "I was devastated when I found out what was going on.  But this time, I
decided to go back to school and submerge myself in my studies and working
at my father's company.  It worked and I got my head screwed on right.  I
dated a few women, but they were either scared of my money or liked the
money more than me.

   "And then I met you.  God, the first time I sat next to you in class I
was infatuated but decided to play it cool.  When we started having coffee
together after class, I just fell deeper and deeper in love.  I wanted to
take things nice and slowly because I didn't want to blow it.  I thought
I'd let you see that I was doing okay moneywise on that first date, but not
enough to scare you off.  I couldn't believe it was the first date you had
ever been on.  I assumed that you were a virgin and wanted to wait until
you were married to have sex, so I decided I would respect that and put
absolutely no pressure on you for sex.

   "When I was in the middle of proposing to you on the beach and you told
me of your work, I'll admit I was shocked.  Not so much by knowing that you
had sex for a job, but more that you didn't come close to appearing like my
assumption of what pornstar was.  My inability to talk probably sent you a
signal that I was disgusted, but that wasn't the case.  I was just
surprised.

   "There are two more things to tell you.  First, I saw you perform at the
Pink Kitty that first summer you danced.  A guy in our office was getting
married, so we had his bachelor party there.  I think you wore a really
skimpy bikini and a see-through shirt over it.  I remember because you were
the best of the lot as far as I could tell, but then again, I was pretty
drunk.  The second thing is that I want to wait until our wedding night to
have sex for the first time so that you don't feel pressured."

   It was my turn to walk over to Tim and hug him.  "I'm sorry you had such
rotten luck with the women in your life and I promise I won't be one of
them if you still want to marry me after my story.  To be honest, I don't
really care about your money.  I'm probably worth a little more than
$750,000 with my investments and what not and you see how I live.  The
apartment I live in is the first one I took when I left my parent's place
and the car I bought at the same time.  I'm quite happy living a simple
life.

   "One thing I won't do is wait until we get married to make love.  I have
fucked many times, but I have never made love with a person I love and I
don't want to wait.  I love you Tim, let's go to bed!"

   I pulled him up to his feet and told him to lead the way to his bedroom.
His room was very large and had a large bed in it with the usual dressers
and chairs.  I noticed a bathroom so I said, "Why don't we take a shower
first."

   The shower was large with multiple spray heads and when Tim turned the
water on it got instantly hot.  As I stripped my clothes off, which
consisted of just my shirt and shorts, Tim stared with obvious admiration.
"My god, you are so beautiful." He said as I stood before him in my
nakedness.

   He stripped quickly as well.  I admired his athletic build and muscle
tone.  When his shorts came off, his cock was erect and ready for action
and I have to say it was a thing of beauty.  I was never what they call a
size queen because, frankly, the really large cocks I took in some of my
scenes hurt because they were too big.  But looking at Tim I had to smile
because I was having a Goldilocks moment thinking, 'He's just right' about
the size of Jake the guy I was with in my first scene.

   As we got into the shower I pulled Tim into a hug and kissed him
passionately, enjoying the feel of his wet skin against mine.  I liked that
he didn't have a lot of body hair as our bodies slid against each other. 
We lathered each other up and thoroughly scrubbed one another and rinsed
off.  Next Tim began shampooing my hair.  I don't know why, but I loved the
feeling of him massaging shampoo into my scalp.

   When the shampoo had been rinsed away, I sank to my knees and took Tim's
cock in my mouth and began to give, what I hoped would be, the best blowjob
of his life.  I took his circumcised member deep in my mouth working my
tongue around the head of his cock as I sucked and worked him in and out. I
would look up periodically to see his reaction and saw that his eyes were
closed and his mouth was open as if he was saying 'ahhh'.

   After a few minutes I could tell he was getting close, so being the good
porn star that I am, I pulled on his ass and took all of him in my mouth
and throat.  I looked up at him and saw that he was looking at me with eyes
wide in surprise.  I pulled back and pulled him back in several times until
he cried out, "OH GOD!  I'M CUMMMING!" I pulled back just in time to feel
his first pulse jettison his semen into my mouth.  I swallowed his first
shot easily and continued swallowing until I had every last drop.

   When I stood up, Tim pulled me into a crushing hug and kissed me hard
with lots of tongue.  When he broke the kiss, he held me at arm's length,
smiled and said, "My god, that was incredible!  I'm going to love being
married to a porn star and sex goddess!" I couldn't help it and started
laughing.  At that moment I knew that my porn days were not an issue to the
man I loved.

   When we got out of the shower I wrapped my hair in a towel and then
dried my body off.  As soon as Tim was mostly dry, he picked me up easily
and carried me to his bed.  He laid me down gently and told me to scoot to
the middle.  He followed me and when I stopped, he pulled my legs apart and
buried his face into my pussy.  He licked, lapped, nibbled, bit, sucked and
generally made love to my pussy with his mouth.  When he had brought me to
my first climax, he sunk a couple of fingers in me and began stroking my
G-spot causing me to cum a couple of more times.  He looked up at me at one
point and said, "I've never gone down on a shaved pussy before, but I have
to say I love it!  Will you always keep it bald please?"

   I laughed and said, "I had laser treatments, so it will always be bald
for you." He smiled and dove back in like a child with his favorite ice
cream.  After a while, I just wanted him in me, so I said, "Tim, my love,
make love to me now.  I want to feel you in me!"

   When he sank into me, we both let out moans of pleasure.  God, he felt
just perfect!  He was propped up on his arms like in porn films so the
cameras can get good penetration shots.  But I wanted him to lay on me so I
could feel his entire body, kiss him and nuzzle into his neck.  So, I
pulled his head down to kiss me as I said, lay on me while we make love,
please.  He did as I asked and I had the most sublime experience of my
life. He was indefatigable as he made love to me the way I had always
dreamed of.  I orgasmed several times before Tim let loose deep within me.

   We were both breathing hard as I held him tight against me with him
still impaling me with his slowly softening penis.  When our breathing had
moderated, I whispered in his ear, "I love you so much, Tim."

   I could feel him smile as he said, "I love you too, Sue."

   We cuddled in bed and talked for quite a while.  I told Tim I didn't
really want a big wedding and he said he didn't either, just our parents
and a few select friends.  I chuckled and said the only friends I have are
porn stars and strippers.  He laughed and said that they would bring a
little color to the proceedings.

   After a while Tim said, "What would you think about getting married in
Paris?  We could fly over with our parents in my jet and get married there
with my friends in attendance."

   I sat up, looked at him and asked, "You have a jet?  One big enough to
fly to Europe?"

   He laughed and said, "Actually, I have two jets.  A 767 and a
Gulfstream. I think we'd take the 67 to Paris because it would be more
comfortable.  So, what do you think?"

   I pondered for a bit, or at least looked like I was mulling things over,
then smiled and said, "I would love to get married in Paris.  It sounds
really romantic.  Now the only question that remains is when?  For me the
sooner the better, though I will need to get a passport.  Oh, and another
thing...we need a prenuptial agreement.  I know we don't plan on getting
divorced or anything, but it's the right thing for you to do and for me as
well."

   Tim looked at me gob smacked and then said, "I know my father would
insist on one, but I didn't want to embarrass you by asking for one."

   I laughed and said, "After hearing your story that was one of the first
things I thought about.  You can tease your Dad by saying that I insisted
because I wanted to protect my assets!"

   We made love a couple of more times that night and each time was better
than the next.  We got so little sleep that we decided to blow off classes
that day.  Tim called his French friends and told them of our engagement
and our desire to married in Paris.  They talked at length until Tim turned
to me and asked, "Instead of getting married in Paris would you consider
doing it in a chateau in the Loire Valley?" My confusion was apparent, so
he told his friend he would call back in a few minutes.

   Tim opened his notebook and pulled up a bunch of pictures of the chateau
in question.  It was not only incredible but humongous!  It sat by itself
with a forest behind a garden with an incredibly ornate set of hedges, in
front of it was acres and acres of vineyards.  I had to smile because it
looked like something out of a fairy story, so I told Tim, "Yeah, that
would be marvelous."

   I called my Mom to tell her the good news and that we planned on having
the ceremony in France at a chateau.  I told her we hadn't set a date yet,
but that it would be fairly soon once we got our ducks all in a row.  She
was crying as she told me how happy she was for me.

   Next, I called Robin at the porn studio and told her of my engagement
and how I was going to retire from porn.  I also told her that she should
expect and invitation to our wedding which would be in France, so if she
didn't have a passport she should get one sooner rather than later.

   Lastly, I called Robert at the Pink Kitty and told him I could no longer
dance and why.  He was very gracious, congratulated me and told me that if
I ever got the bug to dance that I was always welcome in his place.

   When Tim and I sat down after making all of our calls, we sat down
together and discussed what we had been doing.  He said, "Okay, my friends
and I have decided on the 15th of July for a wedding date, if that works
for you.  It happens to be a national holiday in France being Bastille Day.
They said they would take care of all of the arrangements and any guests
will be welcome to stay as long as they would like at the chateau."

   "Yeah, that would be great," I replied.  "I think I will ask my friend
Robin from Porn Parade to be my maid of honor, if you don't mind.  She was
very kind to me and helped me through several crises."

   Tim, being the sweet man that he is said, "I have no problems with
anything you want.  It sounds as though she was a good friend and good
friends should be rewarded." I kissed him and told him I loved him.





   The next month was a whirlwind of activity.  I applied for an expedited
passport, took my final exams and graduated with honors and worked on
wedding arrangements.  I had notified Robin that she was my choice as maid
of honor, which she was thrilled about and doubly so when she heard she
would get a free trip to France.

   We had decided that we would arrive in France a week before our nuptials
in order to feel acclimated.  We had everything arranged, so with two weeks
to go Tim and I were finally able to relax.  One evening we went to see a
baseball game with the dodgers playing the Cubs.  I had always been a Cubs
fan and Tim a Dodgers fan so we made a bet on the game with the loser
having to do anything the winner wanted the next day for all 24 hours.  The
Cubs won 10-3!

   I had, by this time, moved in with Tim and had established an excellent
rapport with Nelson.  I told him about our bet that night and how I had won
and that he should take the entire next day off unless he wanted to be
embarrassed by our actions.  He took the hint and said he would visit his
mother in San Diego.

   The next morning, I got up first and made preparations for breakfast. 
When Tim got up he asked why I was making breakfast and I told him how I
had given Nelson the day off.  I then told him I wanted him naked all day
when we were at home.  He stripped himself with a smile and then we ate the
breakfast I had made.  I think he was expecting to have sex all day, but I
quashed those thoughts when I told him we were going to Disneyland.

   Despite having lived in LA for close to 5 years, I had never been to
Disneyland, so we made a day of it.  We both had a great time on the rides
and walking around taking everything in.  On our way home, I told him we
should pickup some Chinese carryout.  We each ordered a couple of our
favorites and then headed for home when we got our order.  When we walked
in the door, I told Tim to strip again and then we ate our dinner.

   After dinner, I told Tim to take a shower in the master bath and that I
would take a shower in the guest bath and that we would meet in the living
room when we had finished.  When Tim had left to shower, I remained behind
for a few minutes in order to cue up a DVD for us to watch.  I then retired
to my assigned bathroom and cleaned up for the rest of our evening.

   When I got to the living room, Tim was waiting for me as I entered naked
as well, which caused him to smile.  I stood in the middle of the room and
said, "We're going to watch a movie, so how about we make some popcorn and
open a nice bottle of white wine?" He thought that would be a good idea, so
he fetch a bottle of wine while I made the popcorn.  When we had everything
ready, we sat down and I said, "I hope you like my choice of movie tonight.
I know most guys don't like romantic movies, so I chose one that's more
appealing to men."

   "I'm sure I will like anything you chose." He then reached his wine
glass over, touched it to mine and took a healthy sip.

   I smiled and sipped then said, I'm pretty sure you'll like it."

   I started the DVD which instantly got Tim's attention when he saw me
standing there naked answering Robin's questions.  Tim looked at me for a
second with wide eyes, which made me smile and then back to the screen as
he drained his wine glass.  When he saw me go down on Jake, he looked at me
again before watching the screen again.  I could see that he was quite hard
which caused me to smile.  When Jake had pulled me up, I asked Tim, "So,
what do you think of my movie selection?"

   Tim's mouth moved but didn't make any sounds and then he turned his
attention back to the screen.  By this time Jake was plowing into my pussy.
I had never watched my DVD's before now.  It wasn't because I was ashamed
or anything, it was because I didn't have a TV and DVD player.  I guess I
could have watched them on my laptop, but the thought never crossed my
mind. While watching with Tim, I thought the scene looked pretty hot.  I
was remembering how I felt at the time and how much I enjoyed what we were
doing.  It then dawned on me that this may be disturbing to Tim, watching
his fiancÃ(C) having sex with another man.

   He was watching with rapt attention, so I whispered, "If this upsets you
we can turn it off."

   He looked at me quickly and said, "No, it's okay." He then turned his
attention back to the TV.

   I thought to myself, 'I hope this means he's okay watching this.' I then
turned my attention back to the screen.  At this time, I was on my hands
and knees while Jake was lubing his cock just before he put it in my ass.
Again, I remembered what I was going through and how great the whole
experience was.  When Jake penetrated me on the screen, my hand dove into
my pussy as I watched.  I looked over at Tim and saw that he was now
stroking himself.  That was a pretty good sign that he was liking what he
saw, so I decided I would help him out.  I pulled his hand away and then
took his cock in my mouth and began giving him the best blowjob I knew how
to give.

   Tim had put his hands on my head but was pushing on me.  I decided I
wanted him to so I lifted off his cock and said, "Tim, make me do what you
want!  Push my head so I take you all the way!" He did as he was told and
buried his cock in my throat.  I decided I kind of missed being used like I
often was in porn scenes, so as I fucked my face on Tim I rubbed my clit
until I came just moments before he did.  I swallowed all of his spunk and
then sat up and looked at him to see how he was doing.

   I didn't have to worry because the first thing out of his mouth was,
"Fuck!  That was awesome!  Can I, you know, uh, well, have anal sex with
you?"

   I smiled and said, "I was hoping the video would inspire you!  God yes!
I want you to fuck my ass until I'm screaming for mercy!"

   I guess the idea inspired him, because he was hard again (or maybe he
never went soft?).  Anyway, I had cleaned myself out while I took my shower
and had planted a bottle of lube behind a pillow on the couch.  I grabbed
the bottle, turned around and faced the back of the couch while on my
knees, poured some lube in my hand, handed the bottle to Tim and said,
"Lube up your beautiful cock and then fuck my ass!"

   I lubed myself up while he got his dick slick and then he got behind me
and began working himself into my derriere.  It had been a while since I
had had anal sex and was thinking how much I missed it as Tim impaled me. I
was getting impatient, so I began moving forward and backwards fucking
myself on him.  "FUCK ME HARDER, TIM!  FUCK ME HARDER!" I begged my lover.
God, it felt good!

   Tim did as I asked and began pounding into me bringing a smile to my
face.  I dropped my right hand to my dripping pussy and began roughly
rubbing my clit and within moments had a huge orgasm.  Tim was still going
strong as he battered my behind like a madman.  I was pleasantly surprised
that he hadn't cum yet as he pounded away.  All of a sudden, however, he
cried out, "I'M CUMMING SUZY!" pulled me hard onto his cock as stream after
stream of his seminal fluid gushed forth into my colon.  This pushed me
over the edge once again as I buried four fingers deep into my vagina and
came hard once again.

   I collapsed on the back of the couch while still on my knees with Tim
draped on top of me.  We were both panting hard as we gasped for air with
Tim still buried in my rectum for a couple of minutes until Tim pulled out
of me.  He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to our bedroom and the
attached bathroom while kissing me the whole time.  He set me down as he
started the water and when it was the temperature he wanted, he pulled me
in with him and then pulled me into a hug and kissed me deeply.  When he
broke the kiss, he looked into my eyes and said, "I had been afraid to
watch your DVD because I was afraid I would get insanely jealous, but the
opposite was true.  You looked so hot while that guy was fucking you and
then it dawned on me I was the guy that would get to do that with you
forever!  I love you so much and am so happy you are in my life."

   "I'm glad you're in my life as well!  I hope I didn't freak you out.  I
love it when we make love, but I had missed just getting a good old
fashioned hard fucking and I really like anal sex."

   Tim chuckled and said, "I had never had anal sex before now, but now I
can say that anytime you want it, I'll give it to you!"

   The days and weeks sped by until it was time to head to France for our
wedding.  My parents, Tim's parents and Robin joined us on the flight over
the water and I have to say we all had a good time.  We arrived in Paris
first and spent several days there and then a few days before our wedding
drove south to the chateau.  Pictures didn't do the place justice once I
saw it with my own eyes!  The place was incredible!  Additionally, Tim's
childhood friends were the warmest, most accepting people I had ever met
and I looked forward to a lifelong friendship with all of them.

   The wedding went off without a hitch and now Tim and I were on our
honeymoon.  A couple of days into our post-wedding trip, Tim suggested that
I tell my interesting story.  So, here we are, full circle.  What started
out as an adolescent trauma has turned into a fairy tale for me.  I love my
husband, my parents and my life!