Alex Through The Pornoglass

CHAPTER ONE: ALEX RETURNS TO PORNOLAND AND WINDS UP IN HOSPITAL

I groaned as I opened my eyes to a bright, white hospital room, wondering where the hell I was.

The last thing I remembered -- hell, what was the last thing I remembered? The car accident? The one where I’d been rammed by a truck? No, I’d recovered from that -- I remembered walking around with my arm in a cast for a while, my mom and sister having to help me dress.

My mom and sister. Oh yeah, I remember them -- my mom Lisa who was a pornstar under the name Lisa Hazard, and my sister Chelsea who’d followed her into the same business. Which reminded me that I was a pornstar, too -- Alex Hazard was my porn name, one of the best and biggest dicks in the business.

Yeah, it was all coming back to me, now. I’d had that car accident and wound up here in what I’d called the New World, a world where me and my family were pornstars, where every woman had huge, fake tits and were willing to fuck me -- including my mom and sister. It was a world where incest was legal -- as long as everyone was of age and wanted to do it -- but for some stupid reason, I’d always shied away from it. While they were looking after me, both my mom and Chelsea had half-persuaded, half-tricked me into getting blow jobs and tit fucks from them, but I’d not fucked either of them.

Part of the reason for that was because of the man in black -- he’d followed me round and convinced me that if I fucked them, I’d die. That this New World was some sort of holding ground for terminally ill people and I would die forever if I had sex with my mom or sister. He convinced me the only way out was for me to kill myself in the New World which would take me back to the Old one.

He’d been right about that, at least -- I had gone back but before I left, he gloatingly told me everything he’d said was a lie, that I could have stayed in what he called Pornoland forever, happily fucking my mom and sis. I could have, but he didn’t want the competition so he talked me into falling off a high building on the very day I was meant to star in a porno with my mom and the Pornoland version of my favourite big bust model.

What he didn’t count on was his enemy, Daphne, somehow managing to get a mirror sent to me in the Old World, one which let me walk through and return here, to Pornoland.

That was my last memory -- walking through a mirror, then everything going black.

I lifted up the sheet that covered me as I lay in the hospital bed, grinning as I saw my chiselled, muscular frame and, laying across my stomach, my big, pornstar sized cock. Oh, yeah, I was back in Pornoland, alright.

The door to my hospital room opened and the quintessential porno nurse tottered in on her high heels. If I needed any more confirmation that I was back in Pornoland, the nurse’s uniform was it. She wore a sleeveless one piece outfit all in white that barely reached the tops of her white, fishnet stockings. There were a pair of straps at the front that crisscrossed at her neck and tied behind her head, leaving the inner slopes of her huge tits exposed. A pair of elbow length gloves and a tiny hat finished the whole thing off.

“Mr Taylor, you’re awake,” she said happily. “How are you feeling?”

“Okay, I guess,” I said, smiling back at her. “Little fuzzy headed. Not sure how I got here.”

“You had another bump on the head,” she said, placing her hand on my thigh. “The doctor will be along in a moment or two to bring you up to speed with the details.” Her hand slowly moved up my thigh as she stared at me the whole time, before her fingers lightly ran over the obvious bulge my big dick made in the sheet. “You know, myself and the other nurses were really concerned about you.”

“Really?”

“Ah-huh,” she nodded, dragging her fingernails along the length of my dick, back and forth, increasing the pressure as my cock started to stiffen. “We’re real big fans of your work, you see.”

“And what’s your favourite film of mine?” I asked. My dick twitched and started to move, rolling round from pointing at my hip towards my stomach as it stiffened and grew. Her fingers followed it, now wrapping around it and slowly stroking my whole shaft through the sheet.

“Maybe I’m biased because I’m a nurse, and all,” she said, “but I really like Doctor Dick.”

I smiled. “My head’s a little fuzzy, like I said. Remind what happens in that one.”

“You play Doctor Dick who helps his female patients recover by giving them a -- big -- hard -- injection and a lot of -- cream -- they need to rub into their faces,” she said, her hand now grasping my cock tighter as she jerked me off through the sheet.

“Just the patients?” I asked. “No nurses?”

Her smile widened. “There’s a couple of nurses you treat,” she said. “Blonde. Blue eyed. Really busty.”

“A bit like you, then?”

“Exactly like me,” she agreed and reached out with her free hand to the edge of the sheet, starting to pull it down.

Just then, the door opened again and the doctor walked in.

“I see Nurse Christy has started the examination already?”

I grinned as I recognised the doctor who had supervised the removal of my plaster cast the last time I’d been in this horny hospital. Dr Barnet wore small, round spectacles perched on her cute button nose, her long blonde hair tied back into a pony tail. The short skirt she wore came to just above mid-thigh, giving a glimpse of stocking tops, while her blouse showed the start of a deep cleavage and the sides of her white lab coat would never meet each other thanks to her huge tits.

“Mr Taylor,” she said, walking in and going to the side of the bed opposite from Nurse Christy whose hand never stopped moving up and down my shaft. “It’s good to see you again,” she said, glancing down at the big bulge that the nurse was stroking. “And in such obvious good health, too.”

“It’s good to see you too, doc,” I said, thinking back to how she’d distracted me from having my plaster cast cut off my arm -- she’d given me a fantastic blow job and titfuck before letting me cum on her face and tits -- and my prick lurched in Nurse Christy’s hand.

“Well, physically you seem fine,” Dr Barnet said with a smile as she looked me over. “What about memory? Any problems there?”

“I’m not sure what happened before I got here,” I said, “but other than that, I’m okay.”

“According to your mother, you and her were on set about to make a film together.” She paused and licked her lips. “Which I’d love to see, by the way,” she half-whispered, before returning to being business-like. “Before you started, you were seated in the dressing room. The old chair you were sat on collapsed and, as you fell, you struck your head.”

“And that was enough to land me in hospital?” I asked.

“Not normally, of course, but you did lose consciousness. That, along with your recent traffic accident and the head trauma and memory loss that followed it, was enough to warrant keeping you in for a couple of days observation.”

Dr Barnet reached up and pulled the sheet down, over my muscular chest and taut abs, Nurse Christy moving her hand out of the way so that both she and the doctor could finally wrap their hands around my shaft together. I looked down to see the doctor’s hand above Nurse Christy’s and grinned as I noticed just how much of my cock was still left exposed. Back in the Old World, one hand would be more than enough to completely hide my dick. God I loved this place!

“I’ve been observing you very closely,” the doctor said as she and the nurse continued their slow double hand job. “Making sure everything’s in perfect working order.”

“And how’s it look, doc?” I asked. The last time we’d met, I’d barely been able to say a word to her. This time round, I knew how this world worked and was under no illusions.

“Oh it looks just great,” she said, glancing at my cock. The big head pulsed and a thick stream of clear pre-cum leaked out the end which the doctor quickly smeared over my dick, using it as lube. “Don’t you agree, nurse?”

“Definitely, doctor,” Nurse Christy said.

“Is it just an observation, doctor?” I asked. “Or is there a more -- practical examination?” And yes, I was aware of just how cheesy this porno dialogue sounded, okay?

“Nurse Christy? Would you prepare the patient for me, please?” Dr Barnet said.

The big titted nurse took hold of the root of my cock and held it upright as Dr Barnet bent over and slowly, lovingly, kissed the top of my knob. More pre-cum leaked out and she smeared it over her lips, making them shine. She teasingly opened her lips and slipped them over the head of my cock, easing the fat knob into her mouth where her tongue lashed around it as she took more and more into her mouth.

I gasped as I felt the warmth of her mouth on my cock, and couldn’t help smiling as I felt my knob nudge the back of her throat long before her lips met the nurse’s hand. She gagged a little and I saw her screw her eyes up behind her glasses as she pushed herself down, my meaty prick head slipping into her throat.

“Oh my God, doctor,” Nurse Christy sighed as she watched her start sliding her head up and down my length, more of my dick sliding into her throat with each move. “I can’t believe you can take all that.”

The doctor slid her head back off my cock and looked up at her as she licked the thick spit from her lips.

“Years of practice, nurse,” she said. “Why don’t you try?”

They swapped roles, the doctor grabbing the root of my cock, the nurse bobbing her head up and down on my big dick. Nurse Christy wasn’t as accomplished as Dr Barnet but I had to give her full marks for her enthusiasm. She pushed herself down as far as she could go, my knob butting against the back of her throat, making her cough and gag, sending thick streams of spittle down my shaft and on to the doctor’s hands. Try as hard as she might -- and she did try time and again -- she couldn’t replicate Dr Barnet’s move and swallow my cock head.

“How are you feeling now, Mr Taylor?” the doctor asked as she leaned down and kissed me. I reached up and grabbed her huge tits, one in each hand, hefting their weight, feeling her nipples poking hard through her bra and her blouse. “You like them?”

“Oh yes, doctor,” I said, kissing her back. “I think they -- and I -- feel just fine.”

The doctor reached up and pushed her lab coat off before quickly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her huge tits that were practically falling out of the tiny, sexy lace bra she wore. A second later and that too was on the floor and her heavy jugs were in my hands and then, when she leaned over, in my face.

“You like those big tits, Mr Taylor?” she asked. I nodded as best I could with a face full of tit. “Want to slide that big cock of yours between them?”

She moved back down the bed, nudging Nurse Christy’s head out of the way before leaning over and wrapping her huge jugs around my cock. I moaned in delight as she moved her fun bags up and down my shaft, slippery with her own and Nurse Christy’s spit, the head of my prick poking out of her cleavage.

“God, doc, that looks so fucking hot,” the nurse said, leaning in and wrapping her lips around my bell end again, sucking on it as the doctor tit fucked me, her mounds bumping into Christy’s face every now and then, not that she seemed to care.

As they were both bending over to get at my dick, their asses were pointing at me and I reached out to both of them, flipping their equally short skirts up over their perfect cheeks. My fingers pushed their almost identical g-strings aside and I gently eased two fingers into each of their pussies, they were so wet and warm.

“Mmmm, I like that,” the doctor gasped, pushing her cunt back against my fingers as she continued sliding her huge tits up and down my cock. Nurse Christy made a similar encouraging noise but her mouth was full of my knob so we can forgive her for not being quite so vocal.

“Would you like something -- more substantial?” I asked her with a smile. “After all, you did the oral exam last time I was in.”

“Why Mr Taylor,” Dr Barnet said with mock indignation. “Are you suggesting I have sex with a patient?”

I pushed my fingers deep into her cunt, making her moan in pleasure, doing the same to Nurse Christy.

“I’m suggesting you have sex with a patient and a nurse,” I said.

Dr Barnet reached down and ran her fingers through Nurse Christy’s hair, gently lifting her head up. She moved closer, the pair of them kissing and licking at each other’s tongue as they shared my knob between them for a moment.

“Would you hold the patient ready for me, nurse?” Dr Barnet asked, pulling away from my fingers and climbing on to the bed, her stocking clad legs straddling my hips. We all watched as Nurse Christy held my mammoth cock upright and guided the fat head between the doctor’s slippery, wet pussy lips. The doctor and I both groaned as she lowered her twat down, the warm, clasping tunnel of her pussy muscles clamping around my shaft as she went lower and lower.

“Fuck that looks good,” Nurse Christy said, watching intently as her boss’s pussy swallowed my big dick.

“Uuhhhhh -- oh, it feels even better,” Dr Barnet sighed as she started sliding up and down on my cock.

“Damn right it does, doc,” I said. She moved lower each time, eventually grinding her pussy against the base of my cock, Nurse Christy moving her hand out of the way, before starting to rock up and down, faster and faster.

“Oh shit -- fucking hell -- fucking big cock!” she babbled. She fell forward and as I clamped my lips around one of her tits, Nurse Christy moved up beside me and started sucking on the other one. “Oh yes -- ahhhhh, fuck yeah -- suck my tits -- fuck my pussy!” the doctor yelled, staying still, letting me thrust up into her cunt, fucking her with every inch I had while me and Nurse Christy feasted on her huge tits.

This was heaven, I decided. Fucking with two big titted women at the same time had long been a fantasy of mine in the Old World and here I was, living the dream. And to make it better, I knew that once I got home, I’d be doing the same with my mother and sister -- fuck any hesitation this time round.

“Oh Jesus -- fuck me, Alex -- aaahhhhhahhhh -- fuck me -- make me cum!” the doctor cried as I pounded away inside her, shoving my whole length into her pussy over and over as me and the nurse sucked on her nipples. “Oh fuck -- fucking hell -- cumming!” she wailed, her pussy clenching my shaft as her hot fuck oils lubricated her cunt. I swear I could feel her muscles rippling along every inch of my cock as she bucked and moaned her way through her orgasm.

Beside me, Nurse Christy pulled off her ridiculous porno hospital outfit, leaving her standing in just stockings and g-string, her perfect, huge tits sitting high and proud on her chest.

“Please doctor,” she said, almost begging. “Is it my turn?”

Dr Barnet could barely answer her for a while as she lay collapsed on top of me and there was no way I could say anything as I was mostly buried under her tits. Slowly, the good doctor came round and slid her pussy up my shaft until it popped free, Nurse Christy diving in and sucking it deep into her mouth. Once Dr Barnet was off the bed -- tottering slightly on her unsteady feet -- Nurse Christy quickly clambered up and took her place.

This time it was me who held my dick up for her as she slid her pussy down over my bulbous knob head. Inch after inch disappeared into her cunt, her pussy lips spreading wide to take my shaft. She held her big tits apart, looking down her taut, trim stomach, to her neatly trimmed pubes, trying to get a glimpse of the action but the angle was wrong for her.

“Oh God -- fucking hell -- ahhhhhh -- Dr Barnet was right,” she moaned. “Feels so good.”

“Sure does, baby,” I said, grabbing her pert little ass cheeks, holding her steady as I started to fuck her. “Bring those big titties down here,” I said, licking my lips.

Nurse Christy fell forward and my face, once again, was full of big, firm tits while my cock was stuffed into a tight, wet pussy. Seriously -- life was fucking great right now.

“Oh yeah -- fuck my pussy -- fuck me -- suck my tits,” she mumbled as I did as she asked. “So big -- so fucking big!”

I gripped her ass cheeks and thrust inside her, the whole length of my dick sliding in and out of her twat as deep as I could go, my big balls banging against her.

“Uuhhhnnnn -- so fucking good,” Nurse Christy muttered. She held her huge tits in both hands, the big mounds too big to fit in her tiny fingers, tit flesh spilling out, and moved them from side to side, letting me lick and suck on one nipple for a few seconds before moving to the other one. “Fuck my pussy -- ahhhhhh -- fuck my horny pussy!”

Who was I to refuse such a request? I fucked her hard and fast for a few minutes, stuffing the whole of my cock inside her. Back in the Old World, I wouldn’t have lasted anywhere near as long as this -- hell, I’d have cum just at the thought of a threesome -- but I had no problems here in Pornoland.

“Oh God -- oh fucking hell -- ahhhhhhhh -- eeeeehhhhhh -- cumming!” Nurse Christy yelled as I fucked her into her orgasm, her pussy clamping down on my cock as she came. I carried on screwing her, slowing my thrusts as she fell forward, smothering me in tit flesh just as the doctor had done, letting her relax and get her breath back.

“Please, Alex,” the doctor said from the chair beside the bed. I managed to turn my head and look at her, legs spread, fingers working in her pussy. “Cum for us, Alex -- please,” she said.

I lifted Nurse Christy up and off my dick, swinging my legs off the side of the bed as I did, carrying her over to the chair. The doctor accepted her into her lap, cradling her, kissing her as she recovered, their huge tits mashing together. I stood next to them, slowly stroking my big, pussy juice slickened cock, watching them make out for a while.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned after a few minutes as I felt my balls tighten and my cock swell. I took one more step even closer, pointed my cock down a little and let fly.

Stream after stream of thick, pent up jizz spurted from my cock, the pearly white fluid splattering over the doctor and the nurse, painting not only their faces but also their tits in viscous threads of spunk. I gasped as my dick lurched in my hand time and again, cock juice erupting all over them, huge lines of cum crisscrossing them, only to be smeared as they turned and kissed each other, sucking up as much of my jizz as they could.

After what seemed like a full minute of cumming -- it probably wasn’t but it fucking felt like it -- my dick finally started to cease shooting and I leaned forward, letting them both suck and lick at the head of my cock, swapping the remains of my cum straight from the source. They both looked up at me with cum streaked smiles as they took turns sucking on my knob.

The scene was interrupted by my phone ringing on the nightstand. I grinned at the doctor and nurse as I reached out and picked it up, tapping the screen to answer it.

“Hey mom,” I said. “No, I’m good, thanks -- yeah the doctor’s here at the moment -- I think she’ll agree I’m fit to come home.” Dr Barnet nodded as she licked at my cock head. “Could you come get me from the hospital? Half an hour? That’s great. Love you, too.”

I ended the call and looked at Dr Barnet and Nurse Christy.

“Thank you, ladies,” I said, “but I have to be going.”

“Maybe I should insist you return for a check-up in a few days’ time?” the doctor said, scooping my cum off her cheek and into her mouth.

“Maybe you should,” I said with a grin.

† † † † †

Twenty minutes later, I stood outside the hospital, enjoying the sunshine and the view.

Every woman who wandered by was built like the doctor and Nurse Christy -- slim and stacked and gorgeous to look at -- and again I wondered why I’d been so hesitant to embrace this place first time round. Thinking it was too good to be true was part of it and then the conflicting messages from both the son of a bitch in black and his supposed counterpart, Daphne.

True, I couldn’t be too mad at her -- she had, after all, found a way for me to return -- but I still wasn’t happy with her.

I glanced at my watch then looked up -- right at the same bastard in black that had convinced me I needed to leave the first time I’d been here. Sure, he didn’t look unwell or like he was dying this time round, but it was definitely the same fucker.

He waved at me from across the other side of the street, then flipped me the bird, turned and headed off. I was about to step out into the road and chase him down when a car horn sounded as a red saloon pulled up. Almost before it had stopped, my sister Chelsea got out of the passenger seat and threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me, her huge tits squashing against my chest.

“Hey, Chels,” I said.

“Don’t ever hit your head again, you asshole,” she said lovingly.

“Okay, I won’t, I promise,” I said.

“Make sure you keep that promise,” our mom said as she appeared at our side, hugging us both, her own big tits pushing against me as she leaned in and kissed us both.

“I will, I will,” I said. “I’m sorry I missed our shoot, mom,” I said, leaning down and kissing both of them passionately. “But if you like, the three of us can head home and practice together?”

“Really?” Chelsea squealed. I nodded. “Fucking awesome!”

“Finally got over your taboo about fucking us?” my mom asked. I nodded again. “Good,” she said, kissing me. “Let’s get home -- I want that cock of yours inside me.”

As we headed to the car, I looked across the street but the man in black was gone.

CHAPTER TWO: ALEX FINALLY GETS TOGETHER WITH HIS MOTHER AND SISTER

"You're driving, Chelsea," our mom said as she and I climbed into the back of the car.

"Mom!" my sister whined.

"You're driving," our mom repeated, this time with a little more force. "Don't worry, I promise not to tire him out on the way home."

As Chelsea begrudgingly climbed into the driver's seat, mom slid across the back and kissed me hard.

If that confuses you, you need to go and catch up with my earlier adventures because I'm not going to be wasting time paraphrasing what's been going on in my life lately.

Mom and I made out as Chelsea drove off from the hospital where they'd just picked me up and right at that point, I think I was the happiest I'd ever been. My hands roamed over mom's body for a moment or two before I gleefully cupped both her huge tits, the firm mounds filling my hands with plenty to spare.

"God, they feel so good," I sighed.

"They taste pretty good, too," she said with a laugh.

It didn't take a genius to get the hint and I happily opened up her shirt as quickly as I could before once more filling my hands with her tits, pulling the cups of her lacy bra down and rubbing my thumbs over her hardening nipples. Eventually I broke our kiss and leaned down, kissing along the tops of her huge tits, each one easily as big as her head and yet firm and high on her chest.

“That's it, baby,” she said, cradling my head. “Suck on Mommy's big titties.”

I did just that, sucking at her small, rock hard nipples, moving from one to the other and back again, holding her tits up and -- if I'm honest -- making an absolute pig of myself with them. My mom and Chelsea had offered themselves to me on a plate the last time I was in Pornoland and I'd refused -- I sure as hell wasn't making the same mistake again.

“No fair, you guys,” Chelsea called over her shoulder from the front seat. “You're having fun without me.”

“Eyes on the road, baby,” mom said as I continued sucking and gently biting at her hard nipples. “You can have your fun when we get home. She can, can't she, Alex?” she asked me, moaning as I sucked extra hard on one teat. “You're going to fuck your little sister, aren't you?”

“I'm going to fuck both of you,” I said, lifting my head from her tits and kissing her hard. “Mouth, tits, pussy, ass -- I'm going to fuck you both until none of us can stand. We got a lot of time to make up for.”

“Mmmm, I like the sound of that,” mom said, reaching over and grabbing my by now rock hard cock through my shorts. “I can't wait to get this inside me. In fact -- “

She unzipped my cargo shorts and reached inside, grabbing my big dick and trying to pull it free. I helped her by unbuttoning my shorts and pushing them out of the way, letting her lift my huge, pornstar cock from my crotch, stroking it up and down.

“God, I love how big you are,” she said appreciatively before bending over and sliding her lips over the throbbing, pre-cum leaking knob head. She moaned deep in her throat as she took me in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down, sliding her lips and tongue over my cock. She'd only done this once before -- with me, I mean, she'd sucked loads of cock in her time as a top pornstar -- and she seemed determined to take her time and enjoy it.

I sighed as my mom slid her lips up and down my shaft, the head of my cock bumping into the back of her throat every now and then. Spit ran down my thick length to meet her hand at the base and she used it as lube to slowly jerk off what she wasn't sucking. I looked over at Chelsea in the driver's seat and smiled as I saw her snatching glances at us in the mirror, one hand on the wheel, the other rubbing between her legs.

Mom took my dick out of her mouth and looked up at me.

“I want you to fuck me,” she said. “I can't wait till we get home. Fuck me now.”

“Mom!” Chelsea whined from the front of the car.

“You'll get your turn,” mom said. “God knows there's enough here to share,” she said, jerking my cock. She let go of it long enough to reach behind herself and unzip her skirt, pushing it down to the floor, revealing her long legs clad in black stockings and her shaved, hairless pussy.

“No panties, mom? Shame on you,” I said with a smile.

“I doubt I'll ever be wearing panties around you again,” mom said, staring hungrily at my cock. “Now get over here and fuck me,” she said, sliding back across the seat so her back was against the door, her legs spread wide.

I pushed my shorts off and shuffled between her legs, my throbbing cock bouncing and leading the way until I was knelt -- a little awkwardly, I have to admit -- between my mom's legs. I took hold of my dick and aimed it at her twat, slowly running the big head between her warm, soaking wet cunt lips.

This was it, I realised -- this was what I'd avoided the first time I was here in Pornoland, what I'd apparently resisted doing all the years before I woke up here, despite my mom's enthusiasm. I looked at her -- stocking clad legs spread, shirt open to the waist, the cups of her bra pulled down to reveal those huge, fantastic tits of hers, a look of unbridled lust on her face -- and wondered if I'd been a little bit mad last time round.

“You're not having second thoughts are you, baby?” she asked nervously as I hesitated for a moment.

“Fuck no,” I said with a smile and slid my big cock into my mom's tight little pussy, the thick shaft going balls deep on the first thrust.

“Aaahhh -- ahhhhhhhh!” mom sighed, her eyes going wide as I finally, after all her pleading, fucked her. “Oh my God -- oh Alex -- Alex, baby,” she cried as I slowly moved, sliding my dick in and out of her pussy.

“You lucky bitch,” Chelsea said from the driver's seat as she moved the big saloon through the traffic, desperate to get home.

“Don't worry, Chels,” I said as I looked down at our mother beneath me as I fucked her slowly. “I remember my promise to you.”

“What promise?” she asked, desperate to look over her shoulder.

“Mom gets my dick in her pussy first,” I said, rolling my hips as I pushed my big tool back inside my mom. “But you get it up the ass before her.”

“You hear that, mom?” Chelsea called. “Alex is going to fuck my ass before yours!”

Honestly, I'm not sure our mom did hear her words -- her eyes had rolled back a little in her head and she was just moaning in time with my long, slow thrusts, a big smile on her face.

“You okay there, mom?” I asked her.

She seemed to come back out of her daze and smiled up at me. “Oh God -- Alex, I don't think I've ever been better,” she said.

I leaned down and we kissed, tongues sliding over each other as I cupped her huge jugs and continued fucking her slowly.

“How's that feel?” I asked her, shoving my entire cock inside her pussy and holding it there, feeling her hot, tight and juicy cunt grip my whole length.

“So good,” she sighed. “So fucking good.” She reached down between us and grabbed what she could of the base of my cock, trying to encircle it with her thumb and forefinger, not quite managing it. “Fuck you're so thick,” she said. “God I've wanted this for so long.”

I braced my hands on the back of the seat the and door -- sadly I had to let go of mom's great tits -- and started working my cock back and fore, fucking her a little faster with each move. We both looked down and watched as her slippery pussy lips were split wide by the girth of my cock, her cunt clasping my length tightly.

My sex life back in the Old World had been limited to say the least with my small dick and lack of any sort of staying power. Here in Pornoland, though, I was blessed with a big dick and the control to use it. Why the hell did I listen to that asshole in black last time?

“We're almost home, guys,” Chelsea called over her shoulder.

“Fuck me, Alex,” mom said. “Fuck Mommy -- make me cum before we get home!”

I grinned at her and speeded up my thrusts, shoving my entire cock in and out of her twat time and again, watching as her huge tits jiggled on her chest in time with our fucking.

“Oh yeah -- oh that's it, baby -- ahhhhhh fuck, yeah -- yeah, fuck Mommy -- fuck Mommy hard.”

I did as she asked, stuffing my cock deep inside her, fucking her as hard and fast as I could in the slightly cramped conditions in the car. I know back in the Old World I'd have cum well before now but here in Pornoland I felt like I could go on until I wanted to cum.

Talking of cumming, my mom started shuddering and gasping, clenching her teeth and moaning as I continued fucking her.

“Nearly there,” Chelsea shouted.

“Me too,” mom grunted. She looked up at me again. “Can you -- uuuhnnnnn -- can you hold yours?”

“Sure,” I said cockily.

“Good -- ohhh fuck -- want it -- want it -- uuuhnnnannnn -- at home,” mom gasped. “Oh fuck -- do it, Alex -- fuck Mommy! Make me -- cummmmm!”

And just as Chelsea pulled the car up the drive, our mother came on my cock, her pussy muscles gripping my shaft tightly as she moaned, gasped and writhed in ecstasy. I kept fucking her throughout her orgasm, slowing down as I did, letting her catch her breath and relax.

By the time Chelsea got out of the car and opened the back door, I'd helped mom move so that she wasn't going to spill out on to the drive. My sister looked in at us, both still half naked, my cock still stuffed up our mother's pussy.

“God -- you lucky bitch,” she said again, staring at our mother.

“Take me inside, Alex,” mom said. “I want to watch you fuck your sister up the ass.”

How many men have heard their mother say that to them, I wondered. And there was no way I was going to do anything other than what she demanded, of course.

I slid my big dick out of her pussy -- making her moan in disappointment -- and watched as she clambered out of the car, not bothering to put her skirt back on or do her blouse back up. Our house was in the middle of fucking nowhere so I figured what the hell and just climbed out after her, picking my shorts up but not wearing them, my still hard cock bobbing around in front of me as I followed my mother and sister into the house.

No sooner was I through the door than Chelsea fell to her knees, grabbed my cock and unceremoniously stuffed my big knob head between her lips, purring contentedly. She forced herself on to it until she gagged, letting it fall from her mouth while she spat on it, looking up at me as she smeared her spit up and down my cock.

“I love the taste of mom's pussy on your cock,” she said with a smile.

“That's just as well,” I said, stroking her hair, guiding her mouth back to my dick. “I've a feeling you're going to be tasting it a lot from now on.”

I thrust my dick gently in and out of her mouth for a moment before our mom reached down and prised it from Chelsea's lips, tugging it gently, making me follow her as she walked away.

“Come on,” mom said, Chelsea hurrying after us. “Living room. Now.”

She led us into the large living room just off the main hall and pushed me on to one of the sofas, pulling my T-shirt off as she did, leaving me naked. Chelsea instantly crawled up next to me on her hands and knees and went back to sucking on my cock, sliding her head up and down my shaft as I watched our mom lose the last of her clothes except her stockings.

“Chelsea?” she said as she knelt on the floor between my legs, reaching for my cock once again, easing her daughter's mouth off it. “Get undressed.”

Chelsea whined a little as she stood, reluctantly allowing mom to suck hard and lovingly on my cock. She smiled at me as I watched her slip out of her tiny skirt and almost non-existent G-string before she slowly pulled her tight T-shirt over her head, her huge, round tits barely covered by a small bikini top. She licked her lips as she reached behind her and undid the string at the back, whipping it off and throwing it to one side. My pornstar sister cupped her enormous fucking tits and lifted first one then the other up to her mouth, her long tongue snaking out and licking at her own nipples in turn.

“You like these big titties, big brother?” she asked.

“Hell yeah,” I said, mom still bobbing her mouth up and down on my cock. “Bring them over here and wrap them round my cock.”

Chelsea giggled and quickly knelt at my side. It was her turn to move our mother aside, mom shifting over and holding my dick upright as Chelsea did as I instructed and wrapped her huge jugs around my cock. As she started sliding her big mounds up and down my cock, I again cursed the son of a bitch in black who convinced me last time that this was the wrong thing to do.

“Oh baby, that looks so good,” mom said, watching Chelsea tit fuck me. She leaned in and Chelsea slowed her movements, allowing mom to kiss and suck on her nipples. She looked over at me while I sat there, the biggest fucking grin on my face. “You want to fuck her, baby?” she asked me. “Want to finally fuck your sister?”

“Just you try and stop me, mom,” I laughed.

Chelsea let my cock fall from between her tits as she stood and swung a leg over me, straddling my waist and slowly lowering herself down, mom aiming my cock at her twat. I took hold of Chelsea’s huge tits in both hands and sucked on her nipples, moving from one to another, loving the feel of the heavy, firm orbs. I felt the head of my cock slip inside her sopping wet cunt, her tight pussy clinging to every inch as she moved lower and lower. She looked down at me, her eyes widening as she took more and more of my cock.

“Fuck -- fucking hell -- so big,” she moaned, starting to slide her pussy up and down my shaft, her slippery fuck oils easing the motion. “Oh God -- fuck, Alex -- ahhhhhhnnnn -- fuck, you’re big,” she sighed, her hands clenched into fists on my chest.

“You wanted it, Chels,” I said, still making a meal of her huge fucking tits. “Hope you like it.”

“Oh my God -- oh my fucking God,” she said, starting to move faster and faster up and down my cock until her pussy lips started bumping into mom’s hand as she still held the root of my cock. “Aahhhahhhhh -- so good -- so fucking good,” she groaned.

Mom took her hand from my dick and put both of hers on Chelsea’s hips, pulling her right down to the base of my cock, sending her balls deep on my cock.

“Oooohhhh fuck -- yesyesyeysyes!” she babbled. “Fuck me, Alex,” she cried. “Fucking fuck me!”

Mom raised Chelsea’s hips a little so I could start pumping my own, stuffing the whole of my cock into my sister’s cunt over and over again, hard and fast, just as she liked it. My balls slapped up to smack her ass, my hands clutched at her huge tits and we kissed as I fucked my sister, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.

“Mmmmmfff -- fuck -- fucking yes!” she cried as I plowed my big cock deep up her cunt time and again. “Fucking -- cumming!” she screamed, her pussy clamping down on my dick even tighter than it was already. I felt mom slip first one, then a second finger into Chelsea’s asshole, her digits sliding alongside my cock, sending Chelsea wild until she collapsed on to my chest, gasping for breath.

As I had with our mom, I slowed my movements as she recovered, grinning -- I swear that grin never left my face the entire time! -- as I felt our mom push her up a little and pull my cock from her pussy before eagerly sucking and slurping on it.

“You okay, sis?” I asked her when she raised her head, a big smile on her face.

“Fucking perfect,” she said, kissing me softly. “Thank you. That was so worth the wait.”

“My pleasure, believe me,” I said, telling the truth. “You still want it up your ass?” I asked. Just having the courage to ask that question made me realise just how much my life had changed since arriving back here.

“Can we -- can we do that -- another time?” she asked. “I’m going to need a lot of lube.”

“Sure, no problems,” I said. What a nice guy I am, huh?

“Well if you’re not going to buttfuck your sister,” mom said, taking her mouth off my cock. “How about giving us a load of cum?”

In best porno fashion, Chelsea slid off me and joined our mother on the floor as I stood, slowly stroking my cock. They knelt face to face, their huge tits squashing together as they kissed, making out as I jerked off beside them.

I watched them enact the fantasy of pretty much every teenage guy -- two girls kissing and fondling each other. The fact they were mother and daughter and both had huge tits might make the fantasy a little more specialised but fuck it, it worked for me. I stroked my cock a little faster and stepped closer, holding my breath as I felt my balls tighten and my stomach clench.

A split second later and the first shot of spunk spilled from my cock head, splattering against my mom’s cheek, laying a thick line across her skin, down her jaw to drop unbroken for a second on to the top swell of her tit. Another joined it, and a third, pearly white jism spreading over her face and sliding down to her tits.

I turned slightly as the fourth and fifth ropes of cream shot out over my sister’s face, creating almost a mirror image of the mess I’d left on my mother, the viscous fluid hanging in lumpy strings from her jaw to the tops of her huge tits. Again my cock lurched, delivering yet more spunk over both of them, allowing me to turn from one to the other and back, shooting jizz across them until they looked like the girls I’d seen in bukkake movies in the Old World.

And trust me, as turned on as I was, that’s only a slight exaggeration.

I finally slumped on the sofa, my cock half-hard and spent, watching my mother and sister clean each other up. They licked and sucked the cum from each other, swapping it from mouth to mouth, swallowing it or passing it back and fore. I don’t know how long it took but when they eventually turned to face me, they were both clean of my jizz and sporting matching smiles.

“So you finally committed incest,” my mother said. “How was it for you?”

“Fantastic,” I said honestly. “I am definitely going to be making up for lost time if you’ll let me.”

“Mmmm, no doubt about that,” mom said.

“Yeah, you still have to get up my ass,” Chelsea said.

“And then mine,” mom said. “Think you can manage that?”

“Fuck yeah,” I laughed. “Your bed big enough for all three of us tonight, mom?” I asked.

“Definitely,” she said.

From the floor came the sound of my phone ringing. I really had no interest in answering it, but Chelsea picked up my shorts, rummaged in my pockets and threw my phone over to me.

The caller ID said Daphne.

“Shit, I gotta take this,” I said, hitting answer.

“So you’re back,” Daphne said.

She’d lied to me the last time I was here in Pornoland, feeding me a line about how I had to make a choice and how, if I fucked my mother and sister, I’d essentially forget who I was. I didn’t know whether she was working against the man in black, as she’d claimed, or if she was working with him.

At the same time, she’d sent me the mirror that had allowed me to return.

“Yeah, I’m back,” I said.

“Good. We should meet,” she said, sounding as if that was the last thing she wanted to do. I kinda knew how she felt.

“That sounds like an idea,” I said. “Where and when?”

“How about the coffee shop where we met last time?”

“Sure, why not?”

There was a long, uncomfortable silence as neither of us knew what to say.

“Listen -- I’ll explain everything,” she said eventually. “And for what it’s worth -- I’m glad you’re back.”

“Yeah, me too,” I said, watching my mom and sister making out with each other, their hands roaming over each other’s huge tits. “You have no idea how glad I am to be back.”

“I think I can guess,” she said. “You’ve probably fucked one or both of your mother and sister by now, am I right?”

“Both of them together. Just now,” I said, making no attempt to hide how smug I felt.

“Wow,” Daphne said, sounding genuinely impressed. “Okay, head to the coffee shop if you can tear yourself away from them. I’m sorry to say, but you’re still in danger.”

“How?” I asked.

“I’ll explain everything when you get here,” she said. “And this time, I promise it’ll be the truth.”

She hung up and I tossed the phone aside. Still in danger? That hardly seemed fair. I was back in Pornoland, fucking my pornstar family, why did there need to be any danger?

“Everything okay, Alex?” mom asked me, standing up and gathering her clothes up.

“Yeah,” I said. “Just an old friend I need to go and see.”

“Okay,” she said. “You’ll need to get in touch with Darla and rearrange the shoot with me and Sarenna,” she said, referring to my agent.

“I’ll give her a ring when I’m in the city,” I said.

Chelsea stood up and she and our mom leaned over and kissed me.

“Thank you for that,” Chelsea said. “Can’t wait for tonight.”

“I’ll make sure we’ve got plenty of lube,” our mom said as they headed out to get dressed.

Despite Daphne’s phone call, I couldn’t help but grin all over again. I’d had two threesomes in about as many hours. Danger or no danger, life in Pornoland was pretty fucking fantastic!

CHAPTER THREE: ALEX MEETS DAPHNE AND THEN A BIG FAN

The cab dropped me off outside Gold’s Coffee House on Savannah Drive and I took a seat at one of the outdoor tables, waiting for Daphne, enjoying the view while I did. A young waitress -- as slim, stacked and gorgeous as just about every other woman in this wonderful world -- came to take my order and I couldn't help flirt with her. She was in her late teens at a guess, wearing a T-shirt with the coffee house logo stretched and distorted by her huge tits and a pair of tiny denim shorts that just about covered her ass cheeks -- at least until she walked or bent over, that is.

She took my order and sauntered back inside, leaving me to look out around the city as I waited. As before, I was struck by how clean the place was -- no litter, no day old newspapers blowing down the street, no cigarette butts in the gutters -- with just about everyone, men and women, walking or driving around, looking like they were enjoying themselves,

And why wouldn’t they? The guys were all handsome and well-built and the women looked like they either just strolled off a porn set or were on their way to one. Each of them -- like my waitress, like my mom and sister -- were possessed of a fantastic figure that, here in Pornoland, equalled a firm, round ass, tiny waist and a pair of big, round tits. Your definition of “fantastic figure” might differ but fuck it, you weren't here, I was.

The waitress -- whose name tag read Siobhan -- returned and placed my coffee on the table. When she hesitated for a moment, I looked up at her and smiled.

“Help you with something?” I asked.

She bit her bottom lip nervously. “Are you -- are you Alex Hazard?” she asked, referring to my pornstar name. My smile widened.

“That's me,” I said.

“Oh wow,” Siobhan said, almost jumping up and down in excitement, her big tits wobbling beneath her T-shirt. “I am such a fan of your movies,” she said.

“Thanks,” I said. “Which one's your favourite?”

“Adventures of a Computer Analyst,” she said without a pause, pronouncing the last word as anal-ist.

“I've done so many, you'll have to remind me which one that was,” I said, covering up my lack of knowledge as I had with the nurse just that morning. Fuck, had that happened just this morning? Time really does fly.

“You're an IT guy working for this big company and every time one of the women has a problem with their PC, you go round and fix it.” She leaned down, the low neck of her T-shirt stretching with the weight of her big tits, displaying a deep cleavage to me. “And you fuck each of them up the ass,” she finished a little quieter.

I grinned, really wishing I remembered that film. “And that's your favourite?” I asked quietly. “One where I butt fuck a load of girls?”

“Uh-huh,” she said, biting her bottom lip again.

“So you like anal? Just watching or -- ?” I asked, letting the question hang.

Before she could answer, one of the chairs at my table was noisily pulled back, making Siobhan straighten up in surprise. Daphne parked herself in the chair opposite me, smiling at both of us.

“Not interrupting anything, am I?” she said with a wicked grin.

Before I could answer, Siobhan said “No, not at all. What can I get you?” Once Daphne had ordered her coffee, Siobhan headed into the shop, leaving the pair of us to stare at each other.

Daphne looked as good as she had the last time I'd seen her -- blonde and blue-eyed, huge tits pushing against her tight blouse and a knee length skirt that hugged her big hips and round ass. She laughed when another waitress brought her drink over.

“Looks like I scared your friend off,” she said, sipping at her coffee.

“I guess I should thank you for sending me the mirror,” I said, referring to the looking glass she'd somehow managed to get to me in the Old World and which had allowed me to return to Pornoland. “How'd you manage that, by the way?”

Daphne shrugged. “I felt guilty about what happened so used up pretty much all my money to get that mirror to you. I don't know how it works but if you've got the cash, you can get something sent back to the Old World by a special service if you know who to ask.” She smiled sadly at me. “I'm just glad it worked.”

We stared at each other for a while.

“Okay,” I said, breaking the silence. “Explanation time.”

Daphne sighed. “Most of what I told you was true,” she said. “This is some sort of weird limbo stroke heaven where people who've been in accidents in one world or another come.”

“One world or another?”

“Yeah. Remember you said a president -- Kennedy, was it? -- had been assassinated in the sixties?” I nodded. “Where I come from it was Nixon. That was true -- there are people here from different time lines, different alternate worlds, I guess. Just about everybody here, though, doesn't remember their previous lives.”

“But I do,” I said, “and so do you, right?”

Daphne nodded. “Yep, every last bit of it. You remember me telling you about the indexes? The computerised version and the hand written one?”

“Yeah, I think so. That was how you track down people like me, the new arrivals. One index updates, the other one doesn't.”

“That's it. That bit was true as well. Mostly. I said there were about a dozen of us who check the indexes? It's actually four of us, all working to identify people who've just arrived and who can remember where they come from.”

“So where does the son of a bitch in the black coat come into this?” I asked, thinking about the bastard who'd convinced me to leave the last time I was here.

Daphne at least had the good grace to blush a little.

“That's where the truth sort of ends,” she said. “Me and the three other girls who check the indexes? He makes us work for him. Most newcomers don't remember their past lives and they're free to just blend in. The women who remember are recruited by him to do the index checking.”

“So not many remember at all then, if there's only four of you,” I said, at which Daphne nodded. “And the men like me?”

“That's where he gets involved, doing his whole man in black routine to scare you off.”

“Why? What would it matter to him if I'm around?” I asked.

Daphne shrugged. “Honestly, none of us -- me nor the other girls -- know for sure. We think he sees you as some sort of competition. See, he's like you -- he came from some other world at some point and has been scaring off the men who remember ever since.”

“Well that makes no fucking sense whatsoever,” I said.

“The truth rarely does,” Daphne said.

“So, you said I was still in danger?” I asked her, referring to her phone call from earlier.

“He knows you're back,” Daphne said. “And he knows you won't be scared off again. While he can't kill you himself -- something about this world stops people killing each other, that much he told you was true -- he's looking for a way to get rid of you.”

I sipped my coffee and stared out at the passersby.

“Does this bastard have a name?” I asked.

“Damian,” she said.

“And is there any chance I can meet him? Talk this thing out with him? Find out why he wants to get rid of me?”

Daphne was shaking her head as I spoke. “No, he's not interested in any sort of negotiation. He just wants you gone.”

I sighed. “So what now?”

“I'm not sure. He doesn't know I'm meeting you today, or that it was me who found a way to get you back, but he'll do whatever he can to get you to leave.” Daphne finished her drink and stood. “I'm sorry I lied to you before, Alex,” she said, “but I am glad you're back.”

“Yeah, I'm back, and this time I'm staying.” As she headed off, I called after her. “You find anything more out about this guy, let me know.”

She called out “Okay,” over her shoulder and walked off.

I pulled out my cell phone and called Darla, my agent.

“I'm so glad you're okay,” she said after I'd been put through by her receptionist and we'd swapped hellos.

“Yeah, me too,” I said. “Listen, I'm real sorry about missing the shoot with my mom and Sarenna. What's the chances of rearranging it?”

“Shoot are definitely happy to rearrange,” Darla said. “All we need to do is find a time and place that's good for you all. Both your mom and Sarenna have got busy schedules, you know, and I've got stuff lined up for you once you're back up to full health as well.” She paused and I could almost hear her smiling. “So you're up for fucking your mom, then?” she asked. Darla knew better than most about my previous reluctance to have sex with my mother and sister, whether in front of the camera or not.

“Well I did her earlier this morning,” I said smugly, “not to mention Chelsea as well. So yeah, I'm well up for it.”

“Hmmmm, wish I'd been there to see that,” Darla said. “Now I’m definitely going to work as hard as I can to get you in front of a camera as soon as possible. Maybe I can change the deal, get your mom and your sister in with you and Sarenna?”

My original waitress, Siobhan, stepped out of the coffee shop and headed towards me.

“Do it,” I said, smiling up at her as she reached my table. “And make sure all three of them are signed up for anal.”

Siobhan's eyes went wide at my words and she clutched her serving tray to her flat stomach, the plastic tray pushing her huge tits up, the tops swelling out of her low cut T-shirt.

“That's the Alex Hazard I remember,” Darla said with a throaty laugh. “Maybe you can stop by the office and show me how much you like doing girls in the butt?”

“Maybe I will,” I said. We said our goodbyes, Darla promising to be in touch once she had the shoot set up, and I turned my attention to Siobhan who stood patiently.

“I hope I didn't cause any trouble between you and -- your friend,” she said.

“No trouble at all,” I said, trying to put her at ease. “And there's nothing between us, either. We're just -- associates, I guess.”

“So she's not a -- a girlfriend or -- an actress in your movies?” she asked, smiling as I shook my head. “She could be, you know -- with her figure, I mean.”

“So could you,” I said, boldly looking her up and down. “For exactly the same reason.”

“Could you put me in a movie?” she asked.

“Maybe,” I said, honestly having no fucking idea whether I could or not. “Maybe I could do a sequel to Adventures of a Computer Analyst. Think you could handle a part in that?”

She sat down on the chair next to me, placing the tray on the table and leaning in close, her big tits spilling forwards again, giving me another look at that deep cleavage of hers.

“Oh God,” she said quietly, “I'd kill for a part in that movie.”

“Really? Even though it would mean taking my big dick in your ass?”

“Because it would mean taking your big dick up my ass,” she said. She reached across and groped at the thick length of my cock which was clearly visible down the leg of my cargo shorts. When I made no attempt to stop her -- and really, why the fuck would I? -- she slid her hand up the inside of my shorts, her fingers quickly coming into contact with the big, spongy knob.

“I can't believe I've actually got my hand on Alex Hazard's cock,” she whispered.

I grinned at her. “Well you have, Siobhan. Now what are you going to do with it? I'm guessing I can't just whip it out here and let you enjoy yourself?” If I'm honest, I wouldn’t have been too surprised if she'd said that actually we could do just that. This was Pornoland, after all.

“No, you can't,” she said, her fingers still rolling around my cock head, smearing the pre-cum over the bulbous helmet. “But there's always the bathroom in the store,” she said, nodding back towards the coffee house.

“Then maybe we should pay a visit to the bathroom?”

We stood and I followed the busty waitress back into the coffee house, limping slightly as my more than half-hard cock strained against my shorts as I walked.

“Siobhan, table four's still waiting on their order,” the guy behind the counter said. He was the first out of shape and overweight guy I'd seen since arriving here and I wondered why he was so different.

“I'm on a break,” Siobhan called, not even bothering to look at him. I caught his eye and winked at him, surprised at my own boldness. He shook his head and called out to another waitress to tend to table four.

Siobhan led me out the back of the store into a corridor which had doors to both male and female bathrooms. We went past both of them and through a door marked PRIVATE: STAFF ONLY. This led into a small locker room with maybe a dozen steel lockers against the walls and another door marked BATHROOM. With no hesitation, Siobhan opened this door and pulled me in to the small cubicle that contained a toilet, paper dispenser, hand basin and hand drier.

As I closed the door behind us, Siobhan turned and kissed me, her huge tits squashing against my chest as stood on tiptoes to thrust her tongue into my mouth, one hand grasping at my hard cock.

“Mmmmm -- please, Alex -- please fuck me,” she gasped as we kissed. I pushed her the bottom of her T-shirt up and over the perfect, round, firm mounds of her huge braless tits, filling my hands with them, her stiff nipples hard against my palms. “Yeah -- yeah, play with my tits,” she groaned as I did just that.

I carefully moved her back so that her legs touched the toilet -- she took the hint, dropped the seat cover and sat down on it, staring up at me as I undid my shorts, letting them drop to the floor. My big cock sprang up and Siobhan quickly grabbed it and stuffed it in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down on it.

“Mmmmm, such a big cock,” she said, taking it out and licking the head. She grinned up at me. “I’ve seen so many of your films,” she said, stroking my dick. “Never thought I’d be lucky enough to do this.”

“I try to look after my fans,” I said, reaching out and guiding her mouth back on to my cock. She purred, sucking and licking at my knob, taking in maybe a third of my shaft, stroking it with one hand, the other playing with her own big tits. I moved back a little and crouched down, sliding my now spit covered cock between her jugs, watching as, like a true natural, Siobhan pushed her tits together, her T-shirt still rucked up above them, letting me fuck them.

“I love getting tit-fucked,” she said, smiling up at me.

“Yeah? What else do you love?” I asked, moving my hips, sliding my cock back and forth in her cleavage.

“Big dicks,” she said, bending her neck and kissing my cock head as it popped up from her tits. “Sucking them -- having them fuck my pussy -- and my ass -- and I just love a big load of cum -- all over my face and tits.”

I had to chuckle to myself. I had the feeling that had I asked the same question to just about any woman in the place, the answer would be the same.

“Well you’ve already sucked on my dick,” I said, “so why don’t you get rid of those shorts and we can move on to the next thing on your list.”

I took over holding Siobhan’s fantastic tits, still sliding my cock between them, as she lifted her ass up off the seat slightly so she could push her tiny denim shorts down to the floor. With that done, she moved, sitting back and spreading her legs, letting me crouch a little, aiming my cock at her neatly shaved pussy.

“You want this?” I asked her, wagging my cock at her.

“Fuck yes -- do it, Alex -- fuck my pussy.” How could I refuse? I eased forward, both of us groaning as we felt my knob slip between her wet pussy lips and ease deep into her hot, clasping twat. “Oooh -- oh fuck -- fucking hell,” Siobhan groaned, her eyes wide, her mouth dropping open. “Alex -- fucking -- Hazard’s -- fucking me!” she gasped in disbelief.

I laughed as I started moving back and fore, in and out, my big dick sliding a little deeper each time as she put her hands out to the walls to steady herself, her huge tits swaying slightly as I fucked her.

“Oh Jesus -- oh holy fucking hell -- uuuhngngnnn -- yes!” she cried as I sped up a bit, thrusting a little faster and deeper, watching those lovely big tits of hers moving. “Oh fuck -- oh my fucking God!” she cried, looking up at me one second then down between her legs the next, obviously getting off on having her favourite pornstar fuck her. “Ahh -- ahhhhhh -- fucking -- cumming!” she screamed as her pussy clamped down around my cock, her muscles tightening, her juices flowing as she came fast and hard.

She moaned and convulsed on my cock, shaking and sighing as her orgasm ran through her, her mouth lolling open for a moment as her eyes closed and I swear she blacked out for just a second or so. I slowed down my movements as she returned to normal, smiling up at me as she did.

“You okay?” I asked her.

She nodded. “Fucking fantastic,” she said.

I slowly pulled my dick from her pussy. “Ready to try taking this up your ass?” I asked. She nodded, part keen, part nervous.

Siobhan got up and turned around, kneeling on the toilet seat, bracing her hands on the walls in front and to the side of her, lowering her hips and pushing her ass back as I stood behind her, cock in hand. As far as she was concerned, I was Alex Hazard, pornstar and had done this hundreds of times before. Part of me, though, was Alex Taylor about to have his first taste of anal sex -- and I couldn’t wait.

I used one hand to part her cheeks and the other to bring my knob up to her tight little asshole. She whimpered a little as I pushed slowly forwards, watching as my glans spread out for a second before Siobhan relaxed and the head of my cock slipped inside.

“Ah!” she gasped in surprise. “Ahhhh -- go slow, please,” she said.

“I’ll go as slow as you need,” I said, somehow fighting the urge to cram my cock up her ass in one thrust. Instead, I rocked my hips gently, inching inside her tight butt bit by bit, going just a little bit deeper each time.

“Oh God -- oh God that’s so good,” Siobhan sighed. She looked over her shoulder at me. “Thank you -- thank you for -- ahahhhhh -- for going slow -- mmmnnggggg -- you’re so big in my ass.”

“I’m surprised you can take it,” I said honestly, watching my thick meat spread her asshole wide. The hot, incredibly tight confines of her asshole clung to my cock as more and more of it slid inside her butt as I held her cheeks open with both hands. “Your ass is so fucking tight.”

“Ahhh -- aahahhhhhh -- it’s all yours, Alex -- my tight ass is yours,” she sighed, pushing back a little, encouraging me to go deeper. “Fuck it, Alex,” she said, looking at me. “Fuck my tight ass.”

I did as she asked, picking up my pace, holding on to her ass tighter, starting to saw my achingly hard cock in and out of her gorgeous ass. Siobhan grunted and squeaked as my cock burrowed into her asshole, deeper and deeper until I was in her up to my balls which slapped against her pussy as I crammed my dick into her butt.

“Aaaahhh -- aaahhhahhh -- fucking hell -- yes! Fuck my ass -- ahhhhhh -- fuck it!” she cried as my huge piece of meat slid in and out of her tight asshole. She was fulfilling a fantasy by fucking her favourite pornstar while I could hardly believe that I was that pornstar. “Oh my God -- oh my God -- oh my God,” she babbled as she started gasping and shaking again, the hard ass fucking she was getting quickly triggering another orgasm. I gripped her ass and fucked her as hard and fast as I could, watching my cock slip in and out of her tight butt hole, still amazed that she could take the whole thing.

“Jesus -- Jesus fucking Christ -- cumming!” she cried out, her ass muscles clenching even tighter around my shaft, making me work harder to shove all my dick inside her as I could feel my balls tightening.

“Fuck -- gonna cum soon,” I managed to grunt, making Siobhan look over her shoulder at me, eyes wide, a huge smile on her face.

“Cum all over me,” she gasped out quickly. “Please -- fucking cover me in cum.”

I pulled my dick free of her ass and watched as she slightly unsteadily slid off the toilet seat and on to the floor in front of me. She stuck out her tongue and cupped her tits beneath her T-shirt which was still screwed up around her neck.

“Give it to me,” she gasped, “give me that fucking cum.”

Not wanting to disappoint, I jerked on my cock, pointing it at her face and, within a couple of seconds, felt my balls churn and the first thick stream of jism erupt from my cock head and splash over her. It fell in a thick, heavy line from the top of her head, over her cheek, along her jaw and fell to the top of her tits before it was joined by another and another. Siobhan moved her head closer and the next few lines shot straight into her mouth and as she swallowed them, licking her lips as she did, yet more streams of white spunk fell over her face. I pointed my cock down and sent the last dozen or so shots over her tits, glazing those huge, gorgeous mounds with heavy cords of cum, leaving her in a hell of a mess.

I stumbled back and watched, spent, as she started to clean herself up, using her fingers to scoop up my cum before licking them clean, smiling up at me the whole time. Once her face was clear, she leaned forward and sucked on my cock which had lost only a little of its hardness, taking as much as she could into her mouth.

Finally she sat back on her heels, fingers idly running through the cum that still coated her big tits. As I watched, she pulled her T-shirt back down over her mounds, the cotton going dark as my cum soaked into it.

“I love the feel of cum drying on my tits,” she explained to my puzzled look. “So, any chance of getting into the movie business?” she asked.

“You were serious?”

“Hell yeah. Beats being a waitress in a coffee house. Consider this my audition.”

I grinned. “I will definitely pass on your name and number to my agent,” I said.

CHAPTER FOUR: ALEX VISITS HIS AGENT THEN GETS A SHOCK

“Hi there,” I said to the three busty receptionists of Lassiter, Dash and Collins who looked up at me and smiled.

“Oooh, Mr Hazard, you’re out of hospital,” the cute blonde said.

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” the redhead beside her said.

“Thank you,” I said, smiling back at them. The last time I was here I’d been dumbfounded having no idea who they thought I was. Now I was more than willing to play up to my status as a pornstar. “Is Darla available?” I asked them.

“Let me just check for you,” the brunette said, bending over to tap at her keyboard, giving me a perfect view of her deep cleavage. She picked up a phone and, still looking at me, her arms squashing her tits together, she said “Hi Francesca, is Ms Lassiter free? Alex Hazard’s here to see her.” She nodded at the reply and thanked her, replacing the phone. “Francesca will be down in just a moment,” the receptionist said.

“Is it true you’re going to be doing a scene with your mother?” the blonde asked breathlessly, the other two girls edging closer for my reply.

“That’s right,” I said, leaning on the counter, making no attempt to hide the fact I was staring at their huge tits. “My sister’s going to be in it as well,” I said.

“I can’t wait to see that,” the redhead replied. She ran her fingertips down the edge of her shirt, her nails grazing the swells of her big mounds. “Your mom and sister must be the luckiest girls around to have you whenever they want.”

“We’re not exclusive to each other,” I said, winking at them. I lowered my voice a little. “I’d happily share what I’ve got with any of you -- or maybe all of you together?”

I swear all three of their faces just lit up at the idea of big dicked pornstar Alex Hazard -- that’s me! -- getting in their pants. I grinned -- this was exactly the reaction I was getting used to round here!

Before any of them could reply, though, Francesca -- Darla’s secretary -- arrived looking like she’d stepped out of a factory that produced stereotypical secretaries. She was good looking with a mass of dark hair arranged neatly in a bun on top of her head and a pair of round, thick black framed glasses perched on the end of her button nose. Her black skirt and white blouse did nothing to hide the killer figure beneath, a deep and inviting cleavage visible with the slightest hint of a lacy bra imprisoning her big tits. In her right hand she held a pen, in her left a clipboard.

“Mr Hazard,” she said with a smile. “It’s good to see you. If you’d like to follow me?”

I waved a goodbye to the receptionists and followed Francesca to the elevator, watching her perfect ass move beneath her skirt. As before, she directed me to Darla’s office, let me in and left.

I looked around Darla’s office just like I had last time I was here, noting the differences between Pornoland and the Old World. Massive wooden desk; keyboard, monitor, mouse; pads and pens; huge leather seat behind it. There was the fantastic view of the city out the window and a mini-bar in one corner with a large sofa in another.

Movie posters were hanging from the wall but some of them had changed since the last time -- Breaking Butt showed a man with a bald head and goatee surrounded by busty babes, the tag line reading “They can’t wait to give him their crack”; Game of Whores showed another big breasted woman astride a throne made of huge dildos; Friendship of The Ring showed another bevy of busty fantasy beauties beset by orcs and dragons; Sinful City showed stark black and white images all contained within the silhouette of another big titted pornstar.

Over on one wall, a poster for The Girl with The Pearl Necklace showed the wonderfully busty pornstar Lisa Hazard leaning forward, several long strings of pearls wrapped around her neck and disappearing into her deep cleavage that was formed by the tight corset she wore. She held yet more pearls up, draping them over her outstretched tongue as she smiled at the camera.

Lisa Hazard -- my mother.

“She’s up for a couple of awards for that one,” Darla said from behind me as she walked in from the en suite.

I turned and smiled at her, once more taking in the Pornoland version of my Old World agent. Back there, you wouldn’t give her a second glance unless you liked middle aged skinny women. Here in Pornoland, she was a total MILF, just like my mother. She had curly, platinum blonde hair that fell down to her waist; long, trim legs; a pert, round ass; a tiny waist; and, just like every other woman in this crazy, wonderful place, a pair of huge, perfect tits. Just like my last visit, she wore a plain yet sexy business suit that she could probably go to business meetings in, but still couldn’t hide her fantastic body.

We hugged perhaps longer than just agent / client really should -- no, screw that, it was definitely longer than any normal agent / client hug!

“So,” she said looking up at me, still with her arms around my waist. “You’ve finally had your mom and sister and now you want to sign them up for an all anal scene with you and Sarenna Fey?” she asked, referring to the phone call we’d had earlier.

“That’s right,” I said smiling at her, my own hands just resting above her ass. “Think there’ll be a problem with that?”

Darla laughed. “Only that most every other model will be jealous of Sarenna,” she said. “Why the change of heart? You were always so dead set against doing anything with your mom and Chelsea.”

I shrugged and brazenly groped her ass. “Let’s just say I had something of a wake-up call. By the way,” I said, getting my phone out of my shorts. “I think I’ve found a new model for you.”

I brought up some photos I’d taken of Siobhan after I’d fucked her in the coffee shop bathroom and showed them to Darla. The busty waitress smiled up at the camera, her T-shirt stretched tight across her big tits, pools of my cum staining it dark.

“Mmmmm, she’s really pretty,” Darla said. “Looks like you’ve already auditioned her.”

“Yeah, she’s something of a fan of mine, and couldn’t wait to show me what she had.” I said. “She’s keen to do a sequel to Adventures of a Computer Analyst. Apparently it’s her favourite film.”

“Really?” Darla said with a little surprise. “She knows that’d be an all anal film?”

“She didn’t have a problem with that before I took those pictures,” I said, squeezing Darla’s butt cheeks with my free hand.

Darla looked up at me, smirking. “You mean you sodomized this lucky girl before coming to see me?”

“Damn right,” I said with a smirk of my own. I love this world!

“And you want to do an anal video with your mom, sister and Sarenna?” Darla said, taking my phone and slipping it back into my pocket, running her hand down the outside of my shorts, feeling my thick length twitching and hardening.

“That’s right. We’re planning on practicing that just as soon as I get home, too,” I said.

As you can imagine, having finally fucked my mom and sister, I was looking forward to getting home and doing them in the ass as well. I knew that even though I’d fucked my doctor and nurse that morning, then mom and Chelsea, then Siobhan and -- if this went according to plan -- Darla in a moment, I’d have no problem getting it up and fucking the perfect, round asses of both my mother and sister this evening. Again -- I love this world!

“Mmmm, sounds like you’re back to your normal butt loving self,” Darla said, grasping my cock through my shorts. I cupped both her ass cheeks, starting to slowly pull her skirt up though it was so tight I had some difficulty. “Give me the waitress’s number before you go and we’ll definitely get her in for a screen test. She looks perfect for a part in the sequel to Saint Tiffany’s I’ve got planned.” She smiled at me again. “Want to replay your scene with me from the first Saint Tiffany’s?”

“My memory’s a bit fuzzy,” I lied once more. “Which film was that?” I asked, leaning down and kissing her gently as I groped at her ass, finally pulling her skirt up and over her ass cheeks, only the flimsiest of g-strings attempting to cover them.

“You’re the headmaster of an all girls’ school,” she said, stroking my cock, gripping it through my shorts as it strained upwards, trying to get free. “I’m the sports teacher. When the school gets into financial trouble, we come up with a plan to save it.”

“And does that plan mean fucking the girls?” I asked, pulling her g-string out of her ass and sliding my finger down and under, finding the hot, moist slit of her pussy.

“Fucking them -- filming them -- and selling the films -- aaahhhhh,” she sighed as I slipped first one then a second finger into her tight pussy. “And to celebrate -- mmmmm -- saving the school -- we fuck in the final scene,” Darla said, unbuttoning my shorts and pushing them down, my huge cock springing up and into her hand.

I turned her round and laid her back on the large wooden desk, making her squeal in surprise. I quickly unbuttoned her jacket followed by her tight blouse, her huge, round tits popping free as I pulled down the cups of her lacy bra. I quickly clamped my lips on her small, hard nipples, sucking one then the other as my cock bumped against her g-string covered pussy. I grabbed her skirt and finished pushing it up to her waist, revealing the tops of her hold up stockings, before I quickly stood and pulled off my T-shirt, leaving me naked and her still dressed -- okay, slightly undressed but you know what I mean.

“Oh god -- oh fuck yes,” she moaned, reaching down between and grabbing my big cock head, smearing the pre-cum over the knob. “Fuck me, Alex -- give me that big, fucking cock.”

As Darla pulled her tiny g-string aside with her other hand, she guided my dick towards her hot, wet twat and, with just the slightest of nudges, it slipped inside, the first couple of inches disappearing into her.

“Oooooh, fuck -- fuck, I’ve missed this,” Darla said looking up at me as I started moving my hips, pushing a little more of my cock inside her with each thrust. “Fuck me, Alex -- fuck me.”

Who was I to deny a lady? I eased more of my dick inside her tight pussy with each thrust until, with a sigh from both of us, my balls rested against her ass. I leaned down and kissed her, my hands full of her huge tits once again as I started moving, dragging my cock almost all the way out and then sliding it back in, slowly at first, then picking up pace.

“Oooooff -- oooooh, fuck yeah,” Darla moaned as she felt my cock slide in and out of her pussy. “Fuck my cunt -- fuck my horny, juicy cunt!” she cried, reaching down between us to rub at her clit as my big dick pushed in and out of her pussy.

I picked up my pace, cramming my cock inside her tight hole over and over, my hands full of her huge tits, grinning as they bulged out around my fingers, her perfect globes too big for my hands. Whoever said more than a handful is a waste was a fucking idiot if you ask me.

“Jesus -- ohhhh fucking hell -- gonna cum!” Darla groaned, her whole body shaking on the desk as I fucked her hard and fast through her orgasm, her pussy muscles clenching around my shaft, her arms flailing round, hitting things off the desk as we fucked. “Aaarghhhhh -- fuck me -- fuck me -- with your big cock!” Darla cried as though there were the slightest chance of me stopping!

As she recovered, I slowed down a little, kissing her gently as she got her breath back. Eventually she pushed me back a little, making me stand up, as she reached between us again and grabbed the thick shaft of my cock. Darla pushed me back, forcing my cock out of her pussy, smiling up at me the whole time.

"All this talk about anal," she said, leaning up slightly so she could push my cock down between her butt cheeks, "has got me in the mood for a little myself."

I couldn't help but grin at her as I pushed forward, the spongy head of my knob flattening out for a second as it came up against the tight ring of muscle of her asshole. We both gasped as it popped inside, followed by the first inch or so of my shaft.

"Oh fuck -- slowly, slowly," she sighed, her eyes wide. "It's been -- quite some time," she said.

"Since you've been buttfucked?" I asked, not quite believing her.

"Since I've -- uuuhnnnnn -- had such a big cock -- in my ass," she said, closing her eyes as I started to move again, slowly inching my thick shaft deeper into her asshole. She bit her bottom lip, eyes scrunched shut, concentrating on me ever so slowly starting to fuck her ass. "Ohhh Jesus -- aahhhhhh -- fuck that's good," she sighed, rubbing at her pussy with one hand as I quickened my pace, stuffing more and more of my prick into her tight asshole.

"How's that feel?" I asked her, looking down and watching my cock disappear and reappear from her ass. Back in the Old World the closest I'd come to anal was hesitantly trying to finger a girl's butt before she slapped me round the face -- here I was in Pornoland buttfucking my second girl in as many hours with my sister and mother lined up to get the same later this evening!

"Like you need -- aaahhhhnnnn -- need to fucking ask," Darla said, opening her eyes again and smiling at me. "Now fuck my ass hard!" she demanded.

I grabbed her stocking clad legs by her knees, pushing them back and apart, and started sawing my cock in and out of her butthole, going balls deep in her perfect round ass every time. She started to moan, a long, drawn out wail of pleasure as I fucked her asshole hard and fast, her huge mounds rolling around on her chest, still mostly held in place by her blouse, jacket and bra that she was still wearing. Her moans might have been a bit too loud though as a moment later her secretary, Francesca, opened the door and stepped in asking, "Ms Lassiter? Are you okay? Oh!" she finished, seeing me naked and her still mostly clothed boss fucking on her desk.

"Oooooh fuck -- never -- never fucking better!” Darla managed to gasp as I continued fucking her.

I have to admit I wasn't completely surprised when Francesca smiled and walked over to us, leaning down and kissing her boss as she filled her hands with her tits.

"Mmmmm -- what is that big brute doing to you, Ms Lassiter?" she asked, moving down and sucking at Darla's big tits, her own jugs -- still wrapped in her blouse -- hanging in my agent's face.

"He's -- aahhahhhh -- he's up my -- ass," Darla gasped, nuzzling at Francesca's own big tits through her clothes.

"Really?" Francesca asked excitedly. She clambered up on to the desk on all fours, laying over Darla, placing her hands around Darla's thighs, spreading her ass cheeks wide as she looked down, her face just above her pussy. "Fuck, he really is," she said. She watched my cock slide in and out of her boss's tight little asshole for a moment before looking up at me. "Can I taste it?" she asked.

Swear to God I nearly fucking came and/or died there and then. Not only was I ass fucking a pornstar-cum-producer but her secretary -- who was as slim and stacked as Darla -- wanted to go ass to mouth as well!

I slowed my thrusts and withdrew my cock from Darla's butt -- instantly, Francesca moved forward and swallowed about half of it, bobbing her head up and down, taking as much as she possibly could. She coughed and gagged, spit running down her chin and my prick, as she forced herself to take another couple of inches. When she let it go, I pushed it down and slid it effortlessly back into Darla's asshole, making her moan again. After another half dozen deep thrusts, Francesca looked up at me and licked her lips. I took the hint, slipped my cock free of the hot confines of Darla's butt and watched as Francesca eagerly ate my dick again.

"If she's stopping me getting butt fucked," Darla said from underneath her, "then she should get butt fucked."

As dubious as that logic was, I wasn't going to argue. As I watched, Darla pushed up Francesca's skirt, revealing her black stockings and the straps of a suspender belt which perfectly framed her ass that was currently pointing up at the ceiling. I stepped back from Francesca's wonderful mouth and walked behind her, climbing up on to the desk, feet either side of her and Darla, hunching over her upturned backside. As she wasn't wearing any panties, I had both her pussy and ass on offer as I pushed my cock down.

"Nuh-uh," Darla said, reaching up and slipping two fingers into her secretary's sopping wet pussy. "I want to see that big cock of yours splitting her ass."

Grinning from ear to ear, I aimed my cock head at Francesca's tiny rosebud of an asshole and pushed forward slowly, watching as the tight muscle relaxed and let me slip inside.

"Ah! Ah fuck! Fuck that's too big!" Francesca cried out.

"Don't pay any attention, Alex," Darla said, slapping her secretary’s ass cheek with her free hand, still finger fucking her with her other. "I've seen her take bigger toys in her ass and love it." Darla moved out from under her, kneeling beside us on the desk, one hand still fingering Francesca's pussy, the other parting her ass cheeks as I continued buttfucking her.

“Aaahhh God -- fuck yes! Fuck my slutty asshole!” Francesca moaned.

“She’s not just my secretary,” Darla said as she watched me force my cock into her assistant’s tight little asshole. “This is Francesca Cheeks -- star of Anal Queens, Anal Lesbian Vampire Fuckers and Deep Between My Cheeks.” Darla looked up at me and smiled. “All of which I produced -- and two your sister starred in alongside her.”

The thought of Chelsea getting it on with Francesca was all I needed to hear.

"Aaaahhhh! Fuck! So big in my ass!" Francesca cried as I shoved my whole length deep up her ass, fucking her with long, powerful strokes as I realised that Darla was right -- her secretary was more than used to this. "Oh God yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck it hard! Fucking -- cumming -- uuughhhnnn -- fuck -- my -- ass!"

I did as she said, cramming my cock into her butthole over and over as my agent watched and encouraged me to go as deep as I could. Francesca shook and moaned as she came, her asshole clamping down on my cock, making it harder to fuck her, her muscles gripping my shaft.

"Give it to me," Darla suddenly said, opening her mouth wide. I barely paused, pulling my cock from Francesca's butt and stuffing it between Darla's lips, making her gag a little as I thrust too deeply at first, but she simply grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me in further. She gasped as she let me go and I shoved my cock back into Francesca's ass once more, fucking her for a few strokes before taking it back out and letting Darla suck on it again.

Pornstar or not, I couldn't take much more of that and pulled my cock from Darla's mouth, slowly and carefully getting down from the desk, stroking my dick. As if on cue, both of them slid off the desk so that they were knelt in front of me, both of them still fully clothed albeit in a slight state of disarray. Half looking up at me, they started kissing, licking and sucking at each other's tongues as I jerked off in front of them, my balls starting to tighten as I felt my cum ready to blow.

With a grunt I stepped closer, holding my cock and pointing it at their faces as it erupted over them. White ropes of jizz flew at them, landing in great splashes over their foreheads, cheeks, mouths and chins. Sticky puddles of cum formed on their eyelashes and drooled over their faces, smearing across them as they continued kissing while my cock unloaded over them. Time and again my cock blasted out huge ropes of white cream, glazing their faces until it fell in thick lumps on to their huge tits, streaking over Darla's naked orbs, darkening Francesca's blouse.

As my cum finally slowed, they leaned forward and together kissed, sucked and mouthed at my still dribbling cock head, licking the shaft from tip to base and back.

"Fuck," I said eventually, catching my breath.

Darla kissed the head of my cock and then Francesca, swapping a mouthful of my cum with her before smiling up at me.

"Don't forget to give me that waitress's number," she said before licking a thick line of jizz from her secretary's cheek and swallowing it. "If she's as big an anal fan as you say, I'd love to team her up with Francesca here and have you buttfuck them both on camera."

I grinned again. This was turning out to be one hell of a good day.

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Sometime later, I made my way back to the mansion I shared with my mother and sister, driving up the long drive and parking in front of the house. Before I got to the door, my phone rang -- it was an unknown number. I hit answer.

"Enjoying your return visit?" the man in black asked.

"Yes," I said caught off guard. Not the sharpest of comebacks, I know.

"Well I hope you made the most of it," he said, "because it's all going to change."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Before he could answer, the door of the mansion opened and my mother and sister stumbled out. Not Lisa and Chelsea Hazard, gorgeous, big titted porn stars that I loved -- no, these were my Old World mother and sister, the two overweight, unloving, selfish family members it had been a joy to leave behind.

"Alex? Alex what's going on?" my mother almost screamed at me, obviously recognising me despite my physical changes.

"Where are we? Did you do this?" Chelsea yelled at me.

"Hope you enjoy your new family, Alex," the man in black said on the phone. "Or should I say your old one?"

As I looked in horror at my Old World mother and sister, the son of a bitch hung up.

CHAPTER FIVE: ALEX TRIES TO GET HIS PORNO FAMILY BACK

So there I was, all set up and ready to enjoy my life in Pornoland with my red hot, big titted pornstar mother and sister when the son of a bitch in black called Damian threw a huge fucking spanner in the works -- or more accurately, two big spanners. Somehow, he'd managed to swap my sexy mother and sister with the horrible, fat versions of them from the Old World.

Not good. Not good to say the fucking least.

I stared at their fat, questioning faces for as long as I could -- about two seconds -- before ushering them inside the mansion I'd shared with two pornstars until that point and grabbed my phone. I called Daphne, the only person in this fantastic but now fucked up world who would have any idea of what was going on and how to change it back.

"Hey, Alex, what's up?" she asked. I told her. "Shit. That's fucked up."

"That's what I thought," I said. "How do I change this back? Where are my real mom and sister?" And yeah, I had come to think of the Pornoland versions as my "real" family by now.

"It kinda depends what Damian's done, how he brought them over," she said. "I'll need to do some hunting around, find out what I can without him knowing what I'm doing."

"You sent a magic fucking mirror to my world to get me back here," I almost yelled. "Can't you just send these two back and get me my real ones?"

"Let me find out what I can," she said calmly, "and I'll be back in touch as soon as I can."

And with that, she hung up.

"Fuck it," I said, looking up at the mansion. "Fuck it," I said again, heading inside.

My old mother and sister were huddled in the large hallway looking lost and scared but still managing to be more than a little angry.

"Alex, what the hell is going on? Where are we? What are all these posters about? Is this place a -- a brothel?” my mother asked me.

I glanced round and noticed the film posters she was referring to -- the gorgeous, busty form of my pornstar mom knelt at the foot of a slightly overweight and balding guy in a 1960’s looking suit, though it couldn’t hide the bulge that ran down his trouser leg. The title said it was Lisa Hazard in Alfred Hiscock: A Pornobiopic; next to that, Chelsea, my porno sister, not the one in front of me, ran down a darkened, tree-lined lane, her huge tits almost falling out of the low cut, 17th Century dress she wore while behind her, a headless horseman reared up on his steed. The title was Horny Hollow. The last one showed both my mom and Chelsea, my sister in an almost see through white gown, mom in a long black cloak that was open enough to see the inner slopes of her huge tits. As mom looked down at her, Chelsea stared up, a look of fascination and horror on her face -- the poster read “Coming Soon: Lisa and Chelsea Hazard in Countess Dracula”

“Why do those posters have our names on them?” Chelsea asked. “What -- what’s going on? What have you done?”

I held my head in my hands for a moment, wondering why they were blaming me before I kinda mentally shrugged -- they didn’t know what was going on and I couldn’t blame them for that.

“Things are different here,” I said as kindly as I could manage. “I’ve got someone working on getting you back to where you belong but for now just -- just go sit in the lounge,” I said, pointing them to the door. To my surprise, they meekly wandered in and sat down.

I pulled the door shut then grabbed my phone again and tried ringing my mom’s number -- my pornstar mom, that is -- but it went straight to voicemail and I didn’t bother leaving a message. I quickly tried my sister’s but the same thing happened as I expected it to.

“Fuck,” I said to myself -- I had no idea what the hell to do now but just as I reached for the door, my phone rang as I held it in my hand. It was Daphne.

“Can you get to the old scrapyard on Williams Road?” she asked in a hurry.

“I -- I’ve no idea where that is,” I said.

“Your car has satnav, doesn’t it?” she asked. “Williams Road, scrapyard, bring your visitors, quick as you can,” she said and hung up.

Pocketing my phone, I opened the living room door, my Old World mother and sister looking up at me.

“You two, with me,” I said, probably a bit more forcefully than I needed to.

“Where are we going?” they asked as they stood and followed me back out on to the drive and into the car. “Alex? Where are we? Where are we going?”

“Just -- just wait for a minute or two, will you?” I asked, tapping the road name into the satnav and heading off as fast as I could, ignoring the repeated questions from the back seat.

The old scrapyard was a few miles away, stuck on the side of a hill which didn’t see much traffic by the looks of it -- there was only one set of tire tracks in the dusty road that ran up to the entrance way and they finished at Daphne’s car. She stood leaning against it, blonde and blue-eyed, her huge tits straining against her tight, white blouse while her short skirt clung to her big hips and round ass, the tops of her white stockings visible beneath its hem.

“Who’s this?” my Old World mother asked as we all got out of the car. “Why does she look like a -- a -- “

“A slut?” the Old World Chelsea finished for her.

“Friendly,” Daphne said. “Especially as this slut’s going to help you get home. Come on,” she said, heading off to one of the old, rust covered sheds.

“Where are we going?” my Old World mother asked again, all of us following Daphne.

“You heard her,” I said over my shoulder. “She’s going to get you home.”

We all entered the shed, walking over to a patch of sunlight that fell on the ground through a perfectly round hole in the roof. Daphne held up her phone and dialled a long sequence of numbers, much too long to be someone’s phone number, then pointed her phone at the round circle of sunlight. As we watched, it grew brighter still as a hole opened in the ground in the centre of the circle, the dirt, gravel and sand slipping into it. As the hole widened, the dirt fell quicker, disappearing into a darkness which became no lighter even though the sun continued to shine. Within a minute, there was a perfectly round, perfectly black hole six feet wide in front of us.

Daphne looked at me. “That’s their way home,” she said, looking over at the large forms of my Old World mother and sister. “Put them in.”

“Seriously?” I asked. She nodded. “What will happen to them?”

“They’ll wake up on the side of a hill in their own world,” she said. “You need to hurry. If Damian realises I’ve opened this portal, he’ll be here in seconds.”

I turned to my old mother and sister who -- understandably, I guess -- moved back.

“No fucking way,” Chelsea said. “You’re not throwing me down a big fucking hole.”

“Don’t do this, Alex,” my old mother said.

I grabbed an arm of both of them and hauled them closer to the black hole, both of them struggling, Chelsea almost pushing me in before her. I spun round, though, and pushed her forward, letting her go as she tottered on the edge of the hole. She let out a brief scream as she fell backwards before disappearing into the blackness, all sound stopping as she fell beneath the surface.

“Chelsea!” my old mother yelled as I pushed her in after her.

No sooner was she gone than Daphne pressed another sequence of numbers on her phone and, as quickly as it had appeared, the round black hole was gone.

I looked around but it was just me and her here.

“If you’re expecting your mother and sister to suddenly appear, you’re going to be disappointed,” Daphne said with a smile. “Try calling them instead.”

I speed-dialled my mom’s number, staring at Daphne as it rang -- and rang -- and rang -- and was answered.

“Hey babe,” my mom -- my pornstar Lisa Hazard mom -- said. “I was just thinking of you.”

“Really?” I asked, smiling at Daphne. “Why’s that?”

“Well me and Chelsea have just been shopping and picked out some outfits we need your opinion on. Fancy a fashion show back home?”

“What sort of outfits?”

“Nuh-uh,” she said. “I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”

“Okay, I’ll be home as quick as I can. And mom?” I asked. “You and Chelsea -- you’re both okay, yeah? Nothing -- nothing weird’s happened today?”

“With the exception of that question, nothing weird’s happened,” my mom replied. “Why? Should it?”

“No, no, everything’s good,” I said. “See you back home. Love you, mom,” I said realising it was true.

“Love you too, honey,” she said and hung up.

“How can I ever repay you?” I asked Daphne.

She thought for a second as if weighing up something. “You can help me take down Damian,” she said eventually. “He’s been self-proclaimed leader here for too long. Help me stop him.”

“Gladly,” I said, remembering how he’d tricked me into leaving Pornoland first time round. “How?”

“Let me think about that. I’ll be in touch.”

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Would it surprise anyone if I said I got home as quick as I possibly could? No, I didn’t think it would. A combination of the satnav and my own sense of direction got me back to the mansion in record time and I couldn’t help but grin as I noticed my mom’s car in the drive. Everything pointed to Daphne being right -- my mom and sister were back and, from the short conversation I’d had with my mom, they didn’t know anything different had happened.

I parked up and leapt out, rushing into the mansion, calling out for them. There was the briefest moment of worry when I was convinced that son of a bitch in black had stolen them again but then my mom looked over the rail at the top of the stairs.

“Hey honey,” she said, smiling down at me. “Nuh-uh,” she said, stopping me as I started to head up the stairs. “Go wait in the living room -- your sister and I will be down in just a second.”

I smiled and did as she asked, heading into the room and sitting on the sofa, waiting for them. It was more than a second before I heard the sound of high heels click clacking down the stairs and heading to the room. The door opened and my mother walked in, wearing a porno version of a nun’s outfit.

The wimple covered her head and neck completely except for her face. Below that, a single, black bodice was wrapped so tightly around her huge tits that it might as well have been sprayed on. A small diamond was cut out of it, exposing her taut, trim belly. Below that was the smallest, shortest black skirt a nun had ever worn -- it barely reached the bottom of her ass cheeks, only just covering her pussy. Thigh high stockings and ridiculously high heels completed the outfit of the world’s sluttiest looking nun.

“Wow,” I said, genuinely impressed.

“You like this?” my mom asked, twirling round slowly, letting me get a look at her pert ass in the clinging skirt.

“Oh definitely,” I said, looking her up and down.

“Good. I’m glad you’re here, Mr Hazard,” she said. “You see, I’m having trouble with one of my students, and I’m hoping you can help.”

“Your students?” I asked her.

“Yes. Your sister, specifically.”

“What’s she been doing?” I asked.

She turned to the door. “Chelsea? Please come in -- your brother is waiting for you.”

My sister walked in, looking like the quintessential porno schoolgirl. Her hair was tied in pigtails, her white blouse was tied beneath her huge tits that pushed the sides of her blouse apart, exposing the inner slopes of her mounds and leaving her belly bare, the short, red and black plaid skirt just about covering her ass and pussy, with white thigh high stockings and high heels finishing the outfit off.

“Hi big brother,” she said, smiling at me. “Mother Superior here thinks I’ve been naughty. That’s why she’s called you in.”

“Really?” I asked. “So what’s my sister been doing?” I asked, playing along.

“Your sister has been behaving inappropriately,” the Mother Superior said. “She’s been caught having -- dalliances -- with the boys from the town.”

“What sort of dalliances?”

“She was found with one young man’s member in her mouth,” the Mother Superior said, raising her hand to Chelsea’s lips, letting her suck on one of her fingers as they both stared at me. “Another time she had the same young man’s member between her breasts.” She slid her finger down between Chelsea’s big jugs and ran it up and down her cleavage.

“Is that everything?” I asked them.

“Oh no, Mr Hazard,” the Mother Superior said, moving her hand down to Chelsea’s skirt, lifting it aside, revealing the tiniest of white g-strings. She eased her finger inside, running it along her slick, juicy lips before pushing it gently into her pussy. “I’m afraid your sister allows just about any boy put his member into her sweet, tight lady box,” she said, working another finger into Chelsea’s pussy.

I watched my mother finger my sister’s pussy, my long cock lengthening and thickening beneath my shorts, clearly outlined down my pants leg.

“That’s shocking news,” I said, not sounding shocked at all.

“But that’s not the worst of it, Mr Hazard,” the Mother Superior said, her other hand sliding down Chelsea’s back. “You see, she lets the boys put their members in her bottom as well,” she said, making Chelsea jump and moan as she wormed first one then a second finger into her ass. “As much as I try to instruct her otherwise, it appears your sister loves being penetrated in both her holes.”

Chelsea sighed and closed her eyes, leaning into the Mother Superior slightly as she fingered her pussy and her ass at the same time.

“That’s dreadful,” I said, watching intently.

“But do you know what the very worst thing is, Mr Hazard?” the Mother Superior asked. I shook my head. “Your sister claims she discovered her love of sex from you, Mr Hazard. That you taught her everything she knows.”

Mother Superior suddenly withdrew her fingers from Chelsea -- making her groan in disappointment -- and pushed her over to me, making her kneel between my legs, the busty nun kneeling on the other side of my right leg.

“Show me, Chelsea,” she said. “Show me how you commit incest.”

I grinned as Chelsea -- the perfect porno schoolgirl -- grabbed my shorts, unbuttoned them and had them on the floor in record time before grabbing my huge cock and stuffing it in her mouth. She went as deep as she could, slobbering over the shaft, her tongue lashing around the knob before licking up and down the length.

“So it’s true,” our Mother Superior said. “You do commit incest with your own brother.”

“Mmm-hmm,” Chelsea murmured, her mouth full of my dick.

“I can see why,” Mother Superior said. “It’s so big,” she sighed, reaching over and grasping the root of my thick cock, her fingers barely meeting around it. “Suck his cock, Chelsea,” she sighed. “Suck your brother’s big cock.”

Chelsea did as she said, working her mouth up and down my prick, gagging on it as the fat head nudged against the back of her throat. She reared up, gasping for breath, letting our mother lean in and suck on my dick as well, her big tits squashing against my leg.

Chelsea stood and pulled off her g-string followed by her skirt then climbed on to the sofa, straddling me, leaning in and kissing me deeply. Our mother let my dick slip from her mouth and instead positioned it at the entrance to Chelsea’s pussy, holding it steady as Chelsea moved back a little. I sighed as the head of my dick eased into my sister’s twat, the tight warmth enveloping it.

“Mmmm, that feels good, big brother,” Chelsea said as we kissed. I brought my hands up and pulled her blouse apart, the knot giving way, her huge, gorgeous mounds filling my hands to overflowing. “Yeah -- hold my titties -- hold ‘em as you fuck me,” she said.

Mother Superior moved out of the way as Chelsea began moving back and fore, more and more of my cock slipping into her pussy until she was grinding her bald, shaved pussy lips down on to my trimmed pubes, the whole of my cock inside her.

“Oh fuck -- fuck that’s good -- ahhhhhh -- fuck me,” she moaned, sliding her hot, juicy cunt up and down my cock as I held her huge mounds. I started thrusting as she moved, shoving my dick inside her over and over and she rocked on top of me. I bent my head and pushed her tits up, allowing me to suck on her hard, small nipples. “Ooooh fuck -- fuck, yeah!” she cried.

She stopped moving suddenly and I noticed our mother was stood behind her again, one hand in the small of Chelsea’s back.

“As I said, Mr Hazard, your sister loves being penetrated in both her holes,” she said, leaning forward, the head of the large strap-on dick she wore pushing against Chelsea’s asshole.

“Ahh -- ahhhhhh fuck -- oh fuck that’s big,” Chelsea moaned as our mother, still dressed as a nun, pushed the big rubber cock into her ass while my own dick was still deeply embedded in her pussy. “Oh Jesus -- aahhhhmmmmmm -- fuck -- fuck me, both of you,” she cried.

“You heard her, Alex,” our mom said, putting one foot up on the sofa to get some leverage as we both started fucking Chelsea, me in her pussy, mom in her ass, both her holes incredibly tight. It was kinda weird, feeling mom’s false dick through the thin membrane that separated Chelsea’s ass from her pussy, while watching her huge tits move beneath her nun’s outfit as she buttfucked her daughter. Weird but good!

I grabbed Chelsea’s ass cheeks and spread them wide, letting mom shove her strap-on deeper into Chelsea’s ass as I fucked her pussy.

“Aahhh -- aaahhhhiiiieiee -- fuck me -- fuck me hard!” Chelsea cried as we did just that, me and our mom double penetrating her before mom looked down and smiled at me.

“Wanna swap holes, Alex?” she asked. I simply smiled back and she slowly withdrew her strap-on, slapping Chelsea’s ass as she did. “Come on, Chels,” she said, “time to swap.”

My sister kissed me and moved off my dick, turning round and sucking on it for a moment before turning to our mother’s strap-on and sucking that clean as she offered it to her. Once she was ready, she climbed back into my lap facing away from me, her back against my chest, as our mom once more grabbed my cock, this time aiming it at Chelsea’s already stretched butthole. As I grabbed Chelsea’s thighs and spread them wide, I thrust upward, my cock sliding into my sister’s asshole which clasped as me, greedy to get me inside.

“Oohhhhhh fuck -- yes, big brother -- ahhhmmmm -- do it -- fuck me in the ass!” Chelsea moaned as inch after inch of my big dick slid into her butt, the tight, hot muscles grabbing my shaft and -- I swear! -- feeling like it was trying to pull me in. “Fuck my ass -- ahhhhhhh yeah -- fuck my ass!”

“You like that, baby?” our mom asked, stepping between our wide spread legs. “You like your brother sodomising you?”

“Love it, mom,” Chelsea gasped. “So good -- aauhhhuhhhh -- so good in my ass.”

Our mom laughed, took hold of her strap-on and once more eased it into Chelsea, the rubber cock sliding into her pussy this time, making her asshole contract even more around my cock. Chelsea whined, a high, keening note, as she felt mom’s rubber dick delve deep into her cunt while I unmercifully kept pounding my cock up her butthole.

“Fuck -- fucking hell -- ahhhhhhmmm -- fuck me -- mmmmmnnn -- both of you -- fuck me!” Chelsea shouted as me and our mom thrust our hips, our cocks sliding deep, hard and fast into Chelsea’s holes. “Aaihhiiiii -- fucking -- fucking -- cumming!” she moaned, starting to shake between us, one long, drawn out moan spilling from her, her huge tits quivering on her chest, her asshole clasping around my cock.

Chelsea cried out as she came, me and our mom still fucking her through her orgasm, pounding our cocks in and out of her asshole and her pussy in perfect harmony as if we’d been doing it for years. I was holding on to my own cum pretty well, all things considered, but as our mom bent down and managed to lick at Chelsea’s huge tits as we fucked her, I could feel my balls tightening and my dick swelling just that little bit more.

“You gonna cum, baby?” our mom asked, reading my expression.

“Yeah, real soon,” I gasped.

“Good,” she said, slowing her thrusts before pulling her strap-on out of Chelsea’s pussy. She pulled Chelsea to one side, making my cock slip from her asshole, and let her spin round as mom knelt back down. When they were either side of my hips, they both leaned in -- mom holding my cock -- and licked the length of my shaft from balls to tip, their tongues swirling around the head as they kissed around my knob.

“Ooohhhhhh fuck,” I sighed, watching them go ass to mouth, taking turns in swallowing my cock as our mom jerked me off. “Fuck,” I managed to groan. “Gonna -- cum!” I gasped before my cock started spurting.

A thick line of jizz shot straight up in the air with the first pulse of my dick before falling back over my mom’s face, landing with an audible splat! as another, even larger stream shot up. The second one fell on to my sister’s face, laying in a thick line from her forehead down, across her cheek and over her jaw. Another and another followed it, thick wads of jism flying high before falling down on to my mother and sister before they started stuffing my dick in their mouths, taking turns to swallow my load as they kissed each other around my cock. Cum and saliva mixed together and smeared over their lips and faces as they swapped it back and forth, my dick refilling their mouths with a fresh load just as soon as they ate the one before.

I groaned and gasped and came, watching as they shared out my jizz, feeling like the king of the fucking world!

Eventually, my cum dwindled and stopped pouring out of me, slowing to a drizzle that my mom and sister lapped up until it finally finished.

“So,” our mom said looking up at me, Chelsea still next to her, nursing on my half-hard cock. “You like our outfits?”

“Very nice,” I said with a laugh. “That’s the sort of fashion show I could get used to.”

“Mmmm, that’s good, because sexy nun and slutty schoolgirl weren’t the only ones we picked up.”

I looked down at them both as they smiled up at me, and remembered how horrible I’d felt when I’d discovered Damian, the son of a bitch in black, had somehow swapped them for my Old World family.

“I love you both, you know that?” I said.

“And we love you too, big brother,” Chelsea said. “Of course, now you owe mom a buttfucking,” she said, giggling.

I smiled. “Oh, I think we can manage that.”

“All this talk of anal reminds me,” our mom said. “Darla’s been in touch -- apparently you want me and your sister to shoot a scene with Sarenna and you, and you want us all doing anal?”

“If that’s okay with you?” I asked.

“Mmmmm,” she said, licking my cock. “I can’t wait.”

CHAPTER SIX – ALEX AND DAPHNE CONFRONT DAMIAN

There is nothing to beat the feeling of waking up with two busty pornstars gently sucking and licking at your big cock -- trust me, I know as that’s how my day started. I opened my eyes and looked down to find my mother and sister slowly jerking on my cock as they took turns kissing and nursing on the big head of my prick.

“Good morning,” my mother said as she noticed I was awake.

“Mmmmm, morning,” I muttered back, watching her swallow most of my shaft as my sister held it upright for her. “I could get used to this,” I said.

“No you can’t,” Chelsea said. “Damian wouldn’t like it.” She nodded her head back over her shoulder and I looked up to find Damian -- the son of a bitch in black that had screwed me over time and again since I arrived here -- standing at the foot of the bed, holding a bunch of yellow roses.

“She’s right -- you can’t get used to this,” he said and in a split second the roses he held turned into a pistol which he fired at me.

† † † † †

And, of course, that was when I really woke up.

“Shit,” I whispered as I lay in my bed, my mother and sister laying either side of me, their huge tits squashed up against my chest as they slept in my arms. I very carefully moved out from between them, clambering over Chelsea as I got out of the bed and headed to the bathroom.

When I walked back into the room, I noticed they’d moved closer together and were now sleeping where I had been, Chelsea’s head resting on our mother’s tits.

My eyes went wide as I noticed a single yellow rose at the base of the bed.

“That fucker,” I whispered.

It was time to do something about Damian.

† † † † †

“I’ve had enough,” I told Daphne later that morning as we strolled through Century Park. People milled around us -- business men and women, male and female joggers, people walking their dogs -- and even after all this time, I couldn’t help but smile and stare at every hugely titted gorgeous women like a kid in a candy store. Or more accurately a pervert in the land of his dreams.

“So what do you want to do?” Daphne asked. She wore an all in one white dress that was backless and had a panel cut out in the front revealing more than a little of her huge boobs and which clung to her curves. She was pretty much immune to my charms -- or the spell of Pornoland, whichever it was -- so I’d never even kissed her let alone anything else but with her good looks, long blonde hair and deep blue eyes finishing off her killer body, I was sure thinking about it.

“I want this crap to end,” I said. “Not just for me but for anyone else like us who arrives here remembering their past life. It’s like you said -- this Damian guy’s appointed himself judge of this world and he needs to be stopped.” I looked at her. “Whatever you need me to do, I’ll do it.”

“Excellent,” Daphne said with a smile. “Last time you were here, that bastard convinced you to throw yourself off a building. I somehow doubt we’ll be able to get him to do the same.”

“Can’t we just -- you know -- kill him?”

Daphne shook her head. “No, I said before there’s something about this place that prevents people killing each other. You could walk up to him with a loaded gun -- if you could even get one -- and when you tried to fire it, it wouldn’t work. Try hitting him with it and you’d miss. This place doesn’t like violence, which is no bad thing.”

“I agree,” I said. “I don’t really want to hurt the guy, even after everything he’s done, but I do want to get rid of him.”

We both walked along the path, watching the other people as we wondered and thought about how to do this.

“What does he have that we can use against him?” I asked. “He took away my mother and sister for a time -- does he have anything similar?”

“Maybe,” Daphne said after a pause. “There’s a club that he goes to regularly. He’s got something going on with one of the dancers.”

“Do you know which one?” She nodded. “Okay, that gives me an idea,” I said, fighting the urge to laugh like a bad movie villain.

† † † † †

“Wow, you look fantastic,” I said to Daphne later that evening as she got into the car.

“Thanks,” she said. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”

We’d both dressed up for our trip to the club where we hoped to confront Damian and finally put an end to all his bullshit. For once in Pornoland I wasn’t wearing T-shirt and shorts -- I’d put a smart suit on over a blue silk shirt and Daphne had changed out of her usual white clothing and into a short black dress with a low neck line that showed off her big, deep cleavage, and which clung to her skin, accentuating her curves while being short enough to show off the tops of her stockings.

She directed me as I drove through the streets of this crazy version of Springdale which was much bigger and more glamourous than the one I’d known in the Old World. She lead me deep into the heart of the city and finally into a parking lot behind a large, neon lit club called The Paradise Lounge. As we walked round to the front door I couldn’t help notice the signs and posters advertising the dancers -- each of them was like most every other woman here, slim, stacked and gorgeous. They were dressed in a variety of costumes, everything from bikinis to corsets and nurses to police uniforms.

“That’s the one we’re looking out for,” Daphne said, pointing to a poster showing a beautiful girl with rich, auburn hair wearing white lingerie that barely contained her huge tits. Strapped to her back was a pair of white feathered wings.

“Charlene Angel,” I read. “Let her take you to heaven.” I grinned at Daphne. “I think I’m already here,” I laughed.

“But if we don’t do something about this bastard, you might not be much longer,” Daphne said.

“Way to spoil the mood, Daph,” I said quietly as we approached the door. “Come on, at least enjoy the place while we can.”

The doorman let us in without a glance -- except at Daphne’s tits -- and we walked into the darkened entrance hall, joining the queue of men and women waiting to be seated. Each of them was asked for their reservation number by the girl at the desk and I asked Daphne if she’d booked us a seat, swearing quietly when she said she hadn’t.

“What are we going to do?” I whispered as we reached the head of the line.

“Hi can I have your reservation number, please?” the pretty blonde asked us. Before we could say anything, her eyes went wide as she looked at me. “Oh my, you’re Alex Hazard, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said with a grin. I leaned in close -- and yeah, I took a second to get a look down her blouse at the same time -- and whispered, “Listen, me and my girl here forgot to book ahead. You think you could see a way for us to get in?”

“Well, I really shouldn’t, Mr Hazard,” she said quietly. She paused for a second then grinned. “But I’m such a big fan of yours.” She looked down at the reservation book, running her finger down the names and numbers. “Table 18. It’s not very close to the stage but they’re running late anyway,” she said, taking an eraser to the pencilled in entry. “I’ll get my manager to explain if and when they turn up.”

“Thanks, baby,” I said, putting my arm out for Daphne. She took it and we walked in through the doors to the main club floor.

The place had a stage at the front with a stripper pole running floor to ceiling and mirrors around it; the area in front of it had tables for up to four people and, around the sides, more tables in partially closed off booths. We told our table number to a waitress and she guided us to one of the booths -- we didn’t have a brilliant view of the stage but we could see enough. As we sat and the waitress left us to bring us some drinks, we both looked around, wondering if we could see Damian, the man in black, but there was no sign of him.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” a voice boomed from the speakers, “Please put your hands together for Crystal Shine!”

A leggy, busty blonde strutted out on to the stage wearing a severe suit, her hair tied up in a bun, round glasses on her face. By the time our drinks arrived a few minutes later, she was looking a lot less stern and wearing a darn sight fewer clothes.

“Any luck spotting Damian?” Daphne asked.

I took my eyes off the stripper and looked around the room. “No, nothing,” I said.

“Well maybe if you spent less time watching the dancer we might spot him.”

I looked at her, grinning. “Come on, Daph, lighten up. We’re in a strip club in a world that’s just set up for sex and both of us are built for one thing. Yes, I want to stop this bastard, too, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy myself at the same time.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to snap,” she said. “I just don’t want to miss our opportunity.”

“Understood,” I said, “but relax a little at least. Enjoy the show,” I said, pointing to the dancer who was almost down to her underwear. “You’ve never shown any interest in me -- are you into girls?” I asked. Damn, I was feeling cocky!

“I like guys and girls,” Daphne said. “I just don’t get much time to enjoy this world -- Damian keeps me pretty much on a tight rein.”

“Well you’ve slipped your reins tonight,” I said, “so relax and, if our plan works, you can do whatever the hell you want from tomorrow.”

“Hi there,” said a young, busty girl in thigh high boots, short skirt and a halter top that jiggled with her every breath as she appeared at our table. “I’m Leanne. Would you like a dance this evening?”

I looked at Daphne. “Here’s your chance to start enjoying yourself,” I said. “Come on in, darling,” I said to Leanne who stepped into the booth and started swaying gently to the music the stripper on stage was dancing to.

“So who am I dancing for tonight?” Leanne said looking from Daphne to me and back.

“Daphne,” I said, pointing to her. Leanne wasted no time in moving across so that she was between the table and Daphne’s seat, leaning down and placing her hands on the backs of her seat, her big tits moving in front of her face as she gyrated in time to the music.

“That’s a great rack you’ve got there,” Leanne said, looking down at Daphne’s cleavage. “I bet your boyfriend loves playing with them.”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Daphne said quietly, her eyes wide as she watched Leanne dance inches from her. “And he’s never played with them.”

Leanne smiled, a dazzling show of perfect white teeth. Her hands moved slowly from the back of the chair and onto Daphne’s shoulders.

“Would you like me to?” she asked her. When Daphne didn’t say no, Leanne moved her hands further down, cupping Daphne’s huge, heavy jugs, squeezing them gently. “Mmmmm, they’re lovely and big,” she sighed. She glanced over at me. “You don’t know what you’re missing,” she said before turning back to Daphne, her hands full of her big tits.

Leanne continued swaying with the music, supposedly dancing, but she was obviously more interested in the contents of Daphne’s dress. Glancing over her shoulder to see if anyone was watching, she hooked both her thumbs in the already low neckline of Daphne’s little black dress and pulled it down until Daphne’s huge, pale mounds were exposed, her small pink nipples hard and stiff.

“Ooooh, they look tasty,” Leanne whispered, running her hands over Daphne’s tits.

“Should you -- should you be -- doing this?” Daphne gasped quietly, writhing in her seat, her hands at her side, watching Leanne stroke her tits.

“Probably not,” Leanne smiled back. “Why? Does that turn you on? Doing something naughty?”

I’d guess Leanne hit the nail on the head as Daphne moaned and thrust her tits up towards her. The dancer leaned down and licked at the top of Daphne’s tits before pushing them up further so that she could suck first one nipple then the other, swapping back and forth between them.

“Oh God,” Daphne sighed. “Feels good.”

I smiled as I watched from the other side of the booth -- I’d only met Daphne a few times but she’d always seemed in control. Seeing her letting herself go -- and with another busty girl as well -- not only made my dick hard, it made me happy, too.

Leanne lifted her head and kissed all up Daphne’s neck, slowly and gently before moving round to her mouth. They kissed, tongues sliding into each other’s mouths and I watched Daphne finally move her hands, reaching up to cup Leanne’s own large tits.

“That’s it, baby,” Leanne sighed into Daphne’s mouth. “You like my big titties? You wanna suck on them?” Daphne just nodded her head, letting Leanne climb up on to her seat, straddling her as she undid her halter top, her tanned, dark jugs spilling free. Daphne quickly latched on to them, sucking hard on her nipples, moving from one to the other and back. “Yeah -- suck those titties, girl,” Leanne said.

She looked over at me, her smiled growing as she noticed the very large bulge in my pants. She stroked Daphne’s blonde hair, tilting her head up.

“Your ‘not my boyfriend’ looks to have a really big dick in his pants,” she said to Daphne who turned her head to look at me. “You want to continue this with just me -- or do you want him to join in?”

Daphne seemed to think for a second before grinning at us both. “Take it out, Alex,” she said. “Take it out and bring it over here.”

Well I wasn’t going to turn that offer down, was I?

I unzipped my trousers, reached in and -- with some difficulty, I have to admit -- pulled out my big, hard dick. I swear both of them made the same “mmmmm” sound at the same time as they looked at my cock bobbing towards them as I knelt up on the seat and moved forwards.

“Mind if I go first?” Leanne asked Daphne, bending down and sucking on the knob of my dick without waiting for permission. Me and Daphne watched as Leanne bobbed her head up and down, my dick sliding in and out of her mouth while she continued playing with Daphne’s big tits. Eventually she took it out and looked up at me, licking her lips, before sitting back up and easing Daphne’s head down to take her place. “Go on,” she said, “suck his dick.”

Daphne tilted her head on the side so she could look up at me while she opened her mouth wide and slowly took my cock between her lips. I smiled down at her as she took more and more of my shaft into her mouth before I felt the knob nudge the back of her throat -- and then keep going!

“Holy shit,” Leanne whispered in admiration as we both watched Daphne deep throat me, taking my entire length down to the balls. Slowly, Daphne pulled backwards, letting my dick pop out of her mouth so she could take a deep breath. “Damn, girl,” Leanne said. “That was impressive.”

“You like that?” Daphne asked me.

“Fuck yeah,” I said with a stupid, happy grin plastered on my face which got bigger as Leanne leaned back down, both of them running their tongues and lips all over my cock. I watched them both blow me for a few minutes before Leanne sat back up and rolled off Daphne, sitting on the wide seat. Daphne took the hint and slid off the seat, knees on the floor, ass pointing towards me.

Leanne spread her legs wide, pulling up her skirt to reveal her neatly trimmed pussy which Daphne lost no time in munching on, clamping her mouth on the moist folds and licking and sucking as energetically as she had on my dick. I'd have been jealous if she hadn't also wiggled her round ass at me at the same time, reaching behind with one hand and pulling up her short dress, giving me a great view of her firm, pale ass with a tiny g-string covering her pussy.

Hunkering down over her, cock in one hand, I used the other to pull her tiny panties aside and rub the head of my prick against her sopping wet cunt, easing forward, my knob slipping inside. We both sighed as I went deeper ever so slowly, my big dick spreading her tight, hot pussy wide as I gripped her ass cheeks with both hands.

"Yeah, fuck her, honey," Leanne said to me. "Fuck her while -- uuuhnnnn -- while she eats my pussy!"

I was happy to oblige and began stuffing my cock in and out of Daphne's tight snatch, inching more and more inside her with each thrust, Daphne moaning into Leanne's pussy as she continued tongue fucking her. After a few long, slow drives, Daphne looked over her shoulder at me -- her lips glistening with Leanne's pussy juices -- and grinned.

"Come on, Alex," she said, "fuck me -- fuck me harder! Fuck me like the pornstar you are!"

No sooner said than done -- my dick was instantly slipping in and out of her cunt, cramming her full of my fuck meat on each stroke, my hips pounding up and down as I fucked her hard and fast.

“Oh fuck -- aaahhgnnnnnn -- fucking hell!” she cried as I gave her the fucking she wanted. “Oh Jesus -- fuck me -- uuuhhnnnnnn -- fuck me!”

“Fuck her!” Leanne encouraged me, her own fingers working away at her pussy as Daphne was too distracted to tend to her. “That good, honey?” she asked Daphne.

“Uuuhhnn -- so fucking -- good,” Daphne managed to groan as my cock continued working in and out of her cunt. “Fucking -- uuuhhnnnnnn -- big -- cock!” she gasped as I continued stuffing my dick inside her pussy. I felt her muscles clench as she started to cum, her pussy clamping down on my shaft as she moaned a long, drawn out groan as she came. She fell forward, resting her head on Leanne’s thigh as she shook and gasped while I fucked her through her orgasm.

I could feel my balls start to tighten so -- being the gentleman that I am -- I managed to grunt “Cumming -- where do -- you want it?”

“My tits,” Daphne gasped, climbing up on to the seat as I pulled my dick free. In a split second, I was straddling her waist, pointing my cock at her huge mounds which both she and Leanne cupped and held together.

With a groan of my own, I unleashed spurt after spurt of thick jizz over her huge jugs, sending clumpy ropes of spunk cascading over her tits. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, I eased my still spurting cock into her cleavage, using my own cum as lube, fucking her big tits as I came. Cum sprayed out of her tit valley, over her neck, splashing up her chin, leaving her upper chest looking like a glazed doughnut.

Leanne leaned down and noisily slurped up a mouthful of my cum before kissing Daphne, the pair of them sharing my spunk as I finally stopped cumming and collapsed back on to the seat.

“You know,” Leanne said, looking down at Daphne as she scooped up my cum and fed it to her. “If he’s really not your boyfriend, I’d be happy to take him off your hands.”

Daphne looked over at me as she sucked my cum from the stripper’s fingers and smiled.

“Maybe I will keep him around after all,” she said.

Daphne and I smiled at each other.

“Well I’ll leave you two alone,” Leanne said, tying her halter top and heading out. “It was fun, guys, thanks.”

“She’s right, that was fun,” Daphne said, sitting up and pulling her dress up over her still slightly cum stained tits.

“There she goes, ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer said interrupting us. “Charlene Angel -- wasn’t she just fantastic?”

“Shit, we missed her,” I said, tucking my cock away and looking out the booth’s entrance towards the stage. Sure enough, the auburn haired stripper with the big tits and fake angel wings was heading off the stage. As she did, I saw a man -- a man dressed all in black -- stand up from his table and head towards a door marked PRIVATE where a busty young girl spoke with him before she unlocked it using a key card. “There goes Damian,” I said. “How are we going to get past that chick?”

“Your name got us into this place,” Daphne said, walking past me. “Let’s see how that works again, shall we?”

I quickly followed her, the pair of us walking through the tables towards the PRIVATE door. I was wondering if this was going to be a case of so near, yet so far -- and then I smiled as I got a better look at the girl on the door.

“Hey, Siobhan,” I said, recognising the waitress from the coffee shop, the one who was not only a big fan of mine but a big fan of taking my cock up her ass. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh my God, Alex!” she squealed excitedly, hugging me tight, her huge tits squashing against my chest. “Waitressing doesn’t pay the bills so I work here, too,” she said. “But hopefully I won’t be for long -- your agent called and wants me to do a screen test!”

“That’s great news -- you’re a natural and I’ve no doubt you’ll get the part.”

“With thanks to you,” she said, strangely coy. “Darla said you spoke really highly of me.”

“Why wouldn’t I? As soon as Darla gets you on the books, we’ll do a scene together, I promise,” I said. “Listen, I know it might be cashing in a favour, but any chance we could go back there and see Charlene Angel?”

Siobhan looked from me to Daphne and back. “I shouldn’t really,” she said. “I’ve already let her dad go back there, and I know they don’t like to be disturbed.”

“Her dad?” Daphne asked in shock.

“Yeah, Damian,” Siobhan said. “He comes to see her dance most nights then they go back to her changing room and, from what I hear from the other dancers, things get kinda wild.”

“Thing is, I’m hoping to see Charlene to talk about getting her into a film with me,” I lied. “Could you let us through?”

Siobhan smiled and shrugged. “Oh what the hell, the more the merrier, right?” she said, swiping her key card against the lock. “Third door on the right. See you soon,” she said, pecking me on the cheek.

“Damian’s her father?” I whispered to Daphne.

“News to me,” she said.

The third door on the right was shut but -- as Siobhan had said -- it was obvious things were getting wild in there.

“Fuck me, daddy -- ohhhh God -- fuck me!” Charlene was shouting.

“You ready?” I asked Daphne.

She took her phone from her small clutch purse and dialled a long string of numbers, much too long to be anyone’s phone number.

“Ready,” she said.

I pushed the door open and we stepped inside. Damian was at the dressing table, trousers round his ankles as he fucked Charlene, his daughter, from behind. Neither of them heard us enter or knew we were there until I grabbed the man in black’s shoulders and pulled him back, sending him stumbling against me as Daphne grabbed Charlene.

“What the fuck?” Damian cried as Daphne hit send on her phone and the floor of the dressing room began to disappear, circling round and down as a six foot wide, black circle appeared between us.

“It’s over, Damian,” Daphne cried. “This is the end for you. If you want to keep fucking your daughter, you’d best be quick.”

And with that, Daphne pushed Charlene into the hole, the blackness swallowing her instantly.

“Nooooooooooo!” Damian cried. “You bitch!”

“Be quick, Damian,” Daphne said. “Or I close this portal, open another one and send you somewhere else where you’ll never see your daughter again.”

“You bitch!” he said again before looking at me. “And you -- you bastard! Fine, I’ll go -- there are other worlds out there that I can rule -- but if I’m going -- so are you!”

And with that, he dived for the hole, pulling me with him, both of us heading towards the darkness.

CHAPTER SEVEN – ALEX’S ADVENTURES IN PORNOLAND END WITH A BANG

The pitch black hole -- the portal to God knows where -- swallowed Damian and myself as we fell into it, that son of a bitch pulling me in after him. There was a weird, momentary feeling of falling coupled with a sort of weightlessness that almost made me sick before we landed or appeared or materialised or whatever the fuck it was we did, in a shallow stream bed.

I didn’t exactly take stock of my surroundings as we stood -- bare rocks leading to hills on both sides, bright sunshine and the stream that came up to our ankles was all I really took in -- as I acted on instinct.

Damian pulled out his phone and was about to start dialling his way out of wherever the hell here was when a voice called out “Daddy!” from the rocks. We both turned and saw Charlene, his daughter, still wearing her angel wings and white stockings, tottering down to where we stood. Like I said, instinct took over and with one hand I grabbed his phone while with the other I punched him in the face, sending him sprawling back into the stream. I couldn’t help but laugh as I ran to the other side of the stream -- I’d been wanting to hit that bastard for some time.

As quick as I could, I brought up the address book and rang Daphne’s number. She answered on the first ring.

“Where is he, you bastard? Where’s Alex?” she cried.

“It’s me,” I said quickly. “I’ve got his phone. What do I do now?” I said.

“Daddy, daddy are you all right?” Charlene asked as she splashed into the shallow stream and knelt at Damian’s side.

“Get the phone!” Damian yelled. “Stop him!”

“Stand by,” Daphne said. “Soon as you see a portal, you fucking jump, you hear?”

“Got it.” I said.

Charlene started running towards me but stripper heels are no good in a slippery stream bed and she tumbled after the first couple of steps. As her and her father started to stand up in the water, a round, black hole appeared in the ground in front of me, widening as I watched.

“Nooooooo!” Damian roared, his voice sounding deeper and louder than before. I glanced at him and -- I swear -- my jaw just dropped open. The man in black was maybe half again as tall as he had been, his clothes tearing and hanging off him in strips, muscles rippling as he glared at me. But you know what? That wasn’t the weirdest thing -- even stranger was the fact his skin had gone a deep red colour, his eyes glowed yellow and two bloody great horns had sprouted from his head.

“What the fuck?” I whispered, stepping towards the portal.

“Go, then,” the Damian monster said. “I will find other worlds to rule but mark me well -- I will return.”

I paused and, from somewhere, found the balls to lift my hand and give him the finger.

“Fuck you and your threats,” I said, and stepped into the portal.

† † † † †

“Alex? Alex, are you all right?” Daphne asked, shaking my shoulder. I looked up at her and then around the room -- I was back in Charlene’s dressing room and, apart from being a little damp from that stream, was none the worse for wear.

“Shit,” I said as I sat up, “you wouldn’t believe what I’ve just seen.”

“Maybe I would,” Daphne said as she helped me stand up. “But you can tell me later. I think we should get out of here.”

As quickly as we could, we headed back to the main room -- I couldn’t help but stop and say goodbye to Siobhan who’d let us in -- before we got left the place and walked out into the city.

“Are there going to be any awkward questions to answer? I’m thinking more about Charlene Angel than Damian.” I asked Daphne, pointing up at the big sign advertising the busty stripper I’d last caught a glimpse of sprawled in a stream. “Won’t someone notice she’s missing?”

“We should be okay,” Daphne said. “This world will reconfigure itself in a couple of hours so that she won’t even be remembered.”

“Poor girl,” I said. “Damian said something about other worlds to rule. Do you know what he was on about?”

Daphne smiled. “You and I come from different worlds, remember? Then there’s this place, then there’s wherever you went to with Damian just now -- stands to reason that there’s others as well. I’m just glad to be rid of him.”

“So what now?” I asked her as we reached my car.

“I’ll still keep an eye on new arrivals here,” Daphne said. “Help them fit in, that sort of thing. But I guess you and I go our separate ways. We only really got together to take down Damian and now that’s done -- well, you’ve got your pornstar career to keep up.”

“Shame,” I said. “I kinda liked having someone normal to talk to,” I said.

“But Alex, everyone here’s normal when they look like this,” Daphne said, smoothing her already tight dress over her curves, accentuating her huge tits and round ass. She laughed, leaned forward and kissed me. “Go be a pornstar, Alex. See you around.”

And with that, she walked away.

† † † † †

A couple of days later, I stepped into a bedroom holding Sarenna Fey -- this glorious, fucked up world’s version of my all-time favourite big boob model -- by the hand, leading her towards the bed. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a bun on top of her head as she smiled at me, her lovely blue grey eyes sparkling as she looked around the room. While I wore T-shirt and shorts, she was covered almost head to toe in a long raincoat.

“Are you sure your mother won’t mind us using her room?” she asked me in her perfect, clipped English accent.

“I’m sure of it,” I said, standing next to the bed and pulling my T-shirt over my head.

“You know the last time we were meant to get together, you fell, hit your head and ended up in hospital. That’s not going to happen again, is it?” Sarenna asked.

“Definitely not,” I said. “Now why don’t you take off that coat and show me what you’ve got?”

Sarenna smiled and slowly unbuttoned the coat, holding it closed until the last button was undone. When she was ready, she opened it and dropped it to the floor, standing there in white, thigh high stockings and a basque that cinched in her tiny waist and which struggled to contain her huge, round, perfect tits. Below the basque was a small patch of trimmed blonde hair above her otherwise shaved pussy.

“You like?” she asked, putting her lace glove covered hands on her hips and wiggling her shoulders a little, making her big jugs shake from side to side.

“God, Sarenna, you’re amazing,” I said and I meant it.

She smiled and licked her lips. “So you’ve seen mine,” she said before looking pointedly at my crotch. “So why don’t you show me yours?”

I slowly unbuttoned my jeans before undoing the zip, pulling the sides apart so I could reach in and -- with no little difficulty -- pulled my big, half hard cock free.

"Oh my," Sarenna said, a big smile on her face. "That's really big."

She climbed on to the bed on all fours and crawled over to me, her huge tits almost spilling out of her basque. Looking up at me, she stuck out her tongue and ran it around the bulbous knob of my prick, coating the big head in a layer of spit. Needless to say, my half hard cock became a completely hard cock in seconds, especially when she slipped the head into her mouth and started noisily sucking and slurping at it.

"Fuck, that feels good," I said, watching Sarenna slowly work more and more of my dick into her mouth. She'd got about a third of my shaft between her lips before she coughed and gagged a little, reaching her limit, settling for bobbing her head back and fore along my cock, reaching up with one hand and jerking on the rest of it. Back in the Old World, I'd fantasised about this more times than I could say and here I was, being blown by this wonderful world's version of one of -- if not the -- best big boob model ever.

"God, Alex," she said in her sexy English accent, looking up at me as she rubbed my cock over her face. "It's so bloody big." She took one last lick at it and asked "Would you like to fuck my tits?"

If he hadn't already, the old Alex would have shot his load upon hearing those words. As it was, a long stream of pre-cum ran from the head of my cock and was smeared over its length by Sarenna's hand. She giggled and changed position, sitting on the edge of the bed facing me as she pushed the straps of her basque down over her shoulders, pulling her arms free before slowly pushing the cups of her basque down, revealing her huge, perfect, round tits.

I groaned as I finally saw them in the flesh and couldn't help bending down, cupping them both in my hands, feeling their weight, rubbing my thumbs over her stiff nipples before sucking and nibbling on them both. Not wanting to wait any longer, I stood and pushed my dick forward as Sarenna held her tits apart before wrapping her massive mounds around my meat. While she held them still, I rocked my hips, tit fucking her, the head of my cock nudging her chin until she looked down and sucked on the end of it each time it slid out of her deep cleavage.

Part of me -- my dick, mostly -- would have happily fucked her tits until I came all over them but eventually Sarenna looked up at me again, a big smile on her face.

"Would you fuck me now, Alex?" she asked in that sexy English accent of hers. "Would you take this big dick of yours and stuff it up my pussy?" As she asked, she let my dick go and laid back on the bed, spreading her legs, reaching down to spread the moist lips of her pussy.

I hunkered down and aimed the throbbing head of my cock at her twat, inching inside, watching her slick lips part around my thickness. I took hold of the back of her knees holding her legs up and spreading them wide as more of my cock slipped inside her pussy. We both sighed as about half of my cock slipped into her cunt and she reached up to take hold of both her huge tits, cupping and groping them as I started to fuck her, sliding more of my cock inside her with each forward thrust.

"Oh my God -- oh my God -- you're so big," she gasped.

"Yes he isn't, isn't he?" my mother said from the doorway where she and my sister Chelsea stood watching, both of them wearing long coats. "You were meant to wait for us, Sarenna," she said, walking over to us, one either side of me.

"I'm -- uuhhnnnnnnn -- sorry," she groaned as I continued fucking her. "I just -- uuuhhhhh -- couldn't resist,"

"We know that feeling," Chelsea said.

"So I guess we'll just have to join in now," my mom said. Both of them undid their coats and dropped them to the floor, revealing outfits -- basque, stockings and lace gloves -- that matched Sarenna's, mom’s in black, Chelsea's in green. I kissed both of them -- still fucking Sarenna -- before they climbed on to the bed and kissed her together, tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths.

Slowly, my mom and sister moved from kissing Sarenna down to her huge tits, the pair of them taking one each and sucking, nibbling and gently biting at her stiff nipples. Not to be left out, Sarenna reached out with both hands, sliding them down over my mom’s and Chelsea’s backs, groping at their asses for a second or two before slipping a couple of fingers into their sopping wet pussies.

The four of us fucked like that for a while before my mom moved even lower, her head resting on Sarenna’s belly as she looked up at me, licking her lips.

“Let me taste her pussy, baby,” she said to me. “Let me taste her on your cock.”

I eased my cock out of Sarenna’s pussy -- making her moan in disappointment -- and let my mom suck and lick at it for a moment before sliding it back inside her twat, only to repeat the move after a few thrusts, going from Sarenna’s pussy to my mom’s mouth and back.

“Oh God -- fuck me -- fuck me, Alex,” Sarenna gasped as Chelsea moved back up and kissed her. “Fuck my slutty pussy!” My mom rubbed gently at Sarenna’s clit as I continued pounding my cock in and out of her, feeling her twat getting wetter as it clutched at me. “Bloody hell -- oh bloody hell -- going to -- aahhhnnnnnn -- cum!” Sarenna gasped as she came, her body shaking, her pussy grasping at my cock as her orgasm raced through her.

I pulled my cock free and let mom suck on it as Sarenna recovered.

“My turn,” my mom said looking up at me. Chelsea moved aside as mom straddled Sarenna, moving into a classic sixty-nine, letting me quickly move round to her rear where Chelsea was waiting, holding mom’s ass cheeks apart. Before she let me fuck mom, though, Chelsea swallowed most of my cock in one move, Sarenna watching from below.

“Ooooh, that’s so naughty,” Sarenna said. “Mmmmm, suck your brother’s dick, Chelsea,” she urged as my sister did just that.

“You think that’s naughty,” Chelsea said, “watch this.”

She pulled my forward by my cock, slotting my big knob head between our mother’s pussy lips, allowing me to ease forward, my dick going further and further into her twat.

“Uuuhhhhh, fuck,” my mother sighed, pushing back against me, forcing more of my cock into her. “Fuck, Alex -- I love you fucking me,” she groaned before dipping her head and lapping away at Sarenna’s well fucked pussy.

“Fuck her, Alex,” Chelsea said, holding her cheeks apart and watching my dick slide back and fore. “Fuck mom’s cunt!”

I felt Sarenna’s tongue licking at my balls as they hung in front of her as I fucked my mother with long, slow strokes, going almost balls deep with every lunge. Chelsea still held mom’s ass, watching intently as my dick slid in and out of mom’s pussy -- every now and then, I’d pull it free and offer it to her or Sarenna to lick and suck, letting them get a taste of mom’s pussy juices.

Mom lifted her head up from Sarenna’s twat and groaned as I fucked her harder and faster. “Uughhhnnnn fuck -- fucking -- uhnnnnn -- cumming!” she cried, shuddering as she came, her pussy grabbing hold of my cock as her muscles spasmed around it. As she fell forward, my dick sprang free and Chelsea quickly slurped it into her mouth before looking up at me and smiling.

“My turn, big brother?” she asked.

I moved over and fell on to my back on the bed, Chelsea wasting no time in clambering on top of me, reaching down and feeding my hard on into her pussy.

“Oooohhhhhh fuck -- fuck that feels good,” she sighed as she lowered herself down on to my cock. I reached up and took hold of her huge tits as they started to swing gently in time with her rocking her pussy up and down my length. “Love your big cock, Alex,” she said, leaning down to kiss me.

Beside us, mom and Sarenna untangled themselves and took up position either side of us, mom holding her massive mounds up so that Chelsea could suck on her nipples, Sarenna offering me her big tits.

“You like this, Alex?” my mom asked me. “Three big titted sluts for you to play with?”

I managed to laugh around the mouthful of tit I had, Chelsea’s tight cunt still sliding up and down my cock as she moaned and sighed around our mother’s tits.

“I think he likes it just fine,” Sarenna said, moving back and fore, dragging her round tits across my face.

I wouldn’t have disagreed with her even if I could -- this was fucking perfect as far as I was concerned!

“Uhhhh -- fuck me, Alex,” Chelsea managed to gasp. “Fuck me -- aahhannnnn -- fuck my pussy!”

“Do it, Alex,” our mother said. “Fuck your sister -- fuck her!”

I grabbed Chelsea’s ass, holding her still as I started to jackhammer my cock in and out of her twat hard and fast, stuffing my whole length up her pussy over and over.

“Oh fuck -- oh Jesus fuck -- aahhhhnnnmmmm -- yeah -- yeah -- fuck me!” Chelsea groaned, letting go of our mom’s tits, bracing her hands on my chest as I fucked her. I could feel her start to shake, her pussy tightening around my shaft as her orgasm built up and up until it crashed over her. “Aahhnnnnnn -- fuck -- cumming!” she cried as she came on my dick, riding me through her cum, our mother running her hands over her back.

Slowly, as her orgasm passed, I slowed my thrusts, allowing her to fall sideways towards our mother, my dick popping free of her pussy. Sarenna instantly swooped down and sucked on it, taking as much into her mouth as she could. She slurped on it for a moment before looking back up at me.

“You know what, Alex?” she asked. “I’d love to see you stuff this up your mother’s arse.”

“What do you say, mom?” I asked her. “Up for a little anal?”

My mother laughed. “I’m not sure I could ever have just a little anal with that big fuck stick,” she said. Thankfully, she wasn’t saying no. Instead she climbed on to me, facing away from me, spreading her legs wide as she edged her ass towards my dick.

“Want to help my son get that big fucking cock of his up my ass?” my mom asked Sarenna who gave my knob one last, long kiss before aiming it between my mom’s cheeks. There was a bit of resistance as my knob head pushed up against the tight ring of muscle before -- with a groan from me and a sigh from mom -- it popped inside. Mom gasped as she moved further down, her ass enveloping more of my dick as I gently pushed upwards.

“Oh bloody hell, that’s hot,” Sarenna said, watching as more and more of my dick slid up into my mom’s asshole.

“Aaahhhh yeah -- yeah, that’s it, baby -- fuck Mommy’s ass,” my mom sighed as I started moving my hips, inch after inch of my thick cock sliding in and out of her butt. “Fuck yeah -- uuhhnnnn -- give it to me -- mmmmmmm -- get it all up there!”

I grabbed her ass cheeks, lifting her up slightly to allow myself a better angle with which to fuck her ass deeper, stuffing my whole length right up her asshole over and over.

“God that looks so good,” Sarenna said.

Mom reached down and grabbed a handful of Sarenna’s blonde locks, pulling her in close to us, at the same time, twisting up and away, allowing my dick to slide free of her ass.

“Taste it, you slut,” she said, knowing how Sarenna liked to be dominated. “Taste my ass on my son’s cock.”

To her credit, Sarenna didn’t hesitate -- she grabbed the base of my prick, held it upright, and crammed as much of it into her mouth as she could, mmmming in pleasure as she went ass to mouth.

Chelsea appeared at her side a second later and -- after a little whining from her -- Sarenna took her mouth off my cock and offered it to her. My sister eagerly licked it from the base to the head before taking as much of my shaft into her mouth as she could, Sarenna licking and stroking what she left free.

"Put it back in my ass," mom demanded and between them they held my cock steady, letting mom slide her tight asshole back down my shaft. "Uuuhhhnnnn fuck -- feels so good," mom sighed as her ass stretched wide to accommodate my dick while at the same time Chelsea leaned in and ate her pussy. After a few minutes of butt fucking, Sarenna was obviously feeling left out.

"Let me taste it again," she said, grabbing the root of my cock and pulling it out of mom's ass, plunging her mouth over it. Chelsea joined in, the pair of them almost fighting to get my dick in their mouths. This time mom slid off me and turned around, grabbing my cock from them and sucking most of it down her throat in one move.

"Chelsea," she said once she took my dick out of her mouth, "you're next."

My sister instantly scrambled up my body, pushing mom and Sarenna aside so that she could straddle me, her ass resting just above my hips, her huge tits hanging down slightly, filling my hands with her tit flesh.

"Come on, big brother," she laughed. "Time to fuck my asshole."

How could I resist? Mom held her butt cheeks apart as Sarenna held my dick in position, aiming the big head at my sister's tight rosebud while Chelsea pushed back. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes went wide as my knob head pushed into her back door, my thick cock sliding up into her butt.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck -- oh my fucking God," she groaned as she started moving up and down, more of my dick inching into her asshole. "Fuck -- uuhnnnnnnn -- so fucking -- big in my ass!"

Mom let go of her ass and straightened up beside her, kissing her as she moved up and down my dick.

"You like that, baby?" she asked her. "Like your brother fucking your ass?"

"I love it mom," Chelsea gasped, moving faster on my cock. "Love my -- mmmmmmmm -- brother's huge -- fucking -- cock -- uuhnnngg -- in my ass!"

Mom kissed her again before bending back down to where Sarenna knelt, watching the action. Mom slapped Chelsea's ass playfully before pushing her off my cock and grabbing the base of it with one hand and Sarenna's hair with the other.

"Taste her ass, you slut," she said with a laugh. Sarenna obviously had no intention of doing otherwise, sucking on my cock even before mom had finished her sentence, stuffing my fuck meat into her mouth, forcing herself to gag and cough as she took more than she could handle. As Sarenna reared back to catch her breath, mom dived in, sucking on my dick before handing it back to her, letting the busty blonde lick and slurp at my length.

Mom pulled Sarenna's head up off my dick and kissed her. "Want to try getting this cock up your ass?" she asked her.

"Oh please," Sarenna pleaded. "Let him fuck my arse -- please."

I couldn't help but grin when I heard those words.

A moment later and mom had rearranged us -- Sarenna knelt on her hands and knees, mom and Chelsea either side of her ass, holding her cheeks apart. I was behind her, big dick in hand, ready to buttfuck the preeminent big boob model of Pornoland for the very first time.

My big, flared knob pushed against her tight asshole for a few seconds, almost squashing flat before -- with a squeal from Sarenna -- it popped inside. She looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes wide and scared.

"Oh God -- please go slow, Alex," she said. "You're so fucking big."

"You need me to stop, just say so," I said reassuringly and I meant it, too.

"That's my boy," mom said, kissing me.

"Such a gentleman," Chelsea said, kissing me as well.

Slowly, I started easing my cock in and out of Sarenna's incredibly tight, incredibly hot asshole. Bit by bit, more of my dick worked its way inside as she relaxed, her muscles allowing me to go further with each gentle push.

"How's that?" I asked her.

She smiled at me over her shoulder. "Oh that's fucking fantastic," she said, her English accent making the curse word even dirtier somehow. "Give me more, Alex -- fuck my arse."

"Think I'm gonna need some more lube," I said, pulling my cock free. My mom and sister both got the hint and sucked, gagged and spat on my cock before I pushed it back into Sarenna's butthole, giving her more of my shaft.

"Uuuhhhhh God -- oh you big dicked bastard," she groaned, pushing back against me, taking even more of my cock up her ass. "Bugger me -- aahahhhhnnn -- stuff it up my arse!"

I picked up the pace as she'd gotten used to it, moving my hips faster, eventually shoving my entire length up her butt, my balls slapping against her pussy as I fucked her asshole.

"Aaahhhhh -- fuck! Fuck my arse! Uuhhnnnnnnn -- going to -- cum!" Sarenna cried, her whole body shaking as she came on my cock, my mom and Chelsea holding her in place as she tried to get away, the pleasure too much for her. "Oh bloody hell -- fucking -- uuhhnnn -- cumming!" she yelled, finally falling forward off my dick.

As cum dazed as she was, Sarenna managed to turn around after a moment and grab hold of my cock, stuffing it down her throat as mom and Chelsea watched.

"Are you going to cum for us?" she asked me, licking at my knob.

I took my dick in hand and the three of them knelt in front of my, cheek to cheek, huge tits cupped and held up for me. Not surprisingly when faced with three gorgeous, big titted pornstars who'd each taken my cock up their ass, it didn't take long for me to jerk off. With a groan, I gave Sarenna the first of my loads, a thick line of jizz splashing over her hair, down her forehead, over her eye and cheek before dangling from her jaw. Another and another joined it before I turned to my mom, laying ropes of cum across her face as well, sealing one of her eyes shut before Chelsea took the next shots, streams of spunk landing over her features. With all three facialised, I pointed my dick at their tits and unloaded over them, Sarenna's fantastic tits getting the majority of my cream as I laid thick, white lines of jism over her perfect mounds time and again, glazing them before I shared out the remainder of possibly my largest cumshot with my mom and sister.

I staggered back, looking at my handiwork, grinning as the three of them leaned in to each other and began licking, sucking and slurping up my cum from each other's faces and tits. Only when the three of them could see again and their tits were all but cleaned off, did the director yell "Cut!" from the sidelines.

The three camerawomen, the lighting girls, the sound girl, the makeup girl and Rachel the director who had been watching and filming the entire scene for Shoot! magazine burst into applause.

"Sarenna Fey's first hardcore boy-girl shoot, everybody!" Rachel cried. "And a big thank you to the Hazard family of Lisa, Chelsea and, of course, Alex!"

The four of us performers grinned and high fived each other as everyone around the set went wild at the end of a successful shoot.

"Okay," Rachel said. "You all know where the showers are, so go get cleaned up while we pack away this stuff."

I followed Sarenna, mom and Chelsea back to the shower room and, after we'd taken a hot shower, went back to the dressing room.

"Do you think you'll do more hardcore, Sarenna?" mom asked her as we dressed.

"If you don't mind sharing Alex, it's a definite," she said, smiling over at me.

"We don't mind at all, do we Chelsea?"

"Nope, long as we can join in."

"Hey, don't I get a say in this?" I asked with a laugh.

"Like you'd turn us down," mom said.

I looked at the three beautiful, busty women before me -- my mother, sister and all-time favourite model.

"You're right," I said. "I'd never turn you girls down. Any time you're up for doing that again, you just let me know."

Sarenna grinned. "Well, I know I've only just broken my on screen anal cherry -- but I wonder if you're all free tonight for a more -- private performance?"

Just then my phone beeped as I received a text.

"Hope the shoot went well." it read. "Okay if I crash the after party? Daphne"

I smiled. Life simply didn't get better than this.

THE END