"Okay, so what is the next rule? Come on, I need to hear you say it." She is biting her nails and giving me a very serious look.

I sigh. She has gone over and over these to the point where I'm about to tell her just to forget it. To not go out to California for this 'job' but instead to spend Spring Break here. I'll work double shifts at the hardware store like I planned and maybe that will give us enough money to get by through the end of the semester. Anything so that she doesn't have to go flash her tits and whatever else to a bunch of strangers out there.

I repeat it, as I have several times. "That you won't do anything that you aren't comfortable with, but if you do decide to actually go hardcore I can't ever judge you for it."

I know she heard the fatigue and maybe a trace of worry in my voice.

"That's the most important one, baby. For me, and for us. I know this is gonna be tough on you, but I'll be fine. And I think its gonna be good for us! You can quit that job you hate and we can enjoy the rest of this college year, together." She smiles sweetly at this. Her voice is confident but I know that deep down she's scared too. Or at least I hope she still is. I'm starting to worry that she's going to come home with an awful lot of things for me to "not judge her" for.

"But I thought about your other rule and I've decided that its fair."

Hearing her say this, I come out of my doldrums and get excited again.

"Really? You mean it?" I ask.

"Yep," she replies. "If I do something out there with someone, then I have to be willing to do the same thing with you when I get home."

"No questions asked," I add.

Now its her turn to sigh. "No questions asked."

I doubt that last part will actually hold up but now I'm excited. This means if she does, say, a girl-girl scene, I get to have the same experience with her. It's like having an insurance card!

Granted, there are some scenarios I can't imagine myself wanting to partake in, but I've decided to trust her judgment. After all, that's one of the rules.

I throw my arms around her and we kiss. I make another move towards undressing her but she stops me before I get to far. I'm disappointed because talking and thinking about this has made me extremely horny and I want to see her off right. But she's already told me this once: no sex today, just like yesterday. She needs to be "pristine" when she gets out there in case they go right into photo shoots as she has heard they sometimes do.

Her flight leaves tomorrow.

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For the second, but not last time in my life, I am watching a video of my girlfriend sucking another man's cock. The video is done in a somewhat stylistic matter with washed out lighting that highlights her big, hazel eyes as her pretty pink lips slide along the shaft. The cock in question isn't as big as the first one I saw her suck, the one that also fucked her silly on an anonymous hotel bed for which she was then compensated a little extra apparently because the guy came in her. As a matter of fact, it is a relatively small prick, but the camera man that it belongs to seems unaffected by this. And why not, after all? He is apparently in a position to get random, formerly good girls from all over the country to come and suck him off just by paying them a little money.

Girls like Kristy.

The video started similarly to the other two I've seen. This time, the banner read: "Alluring Angels," which was the name of the site. I am somewhat pleased to note that in spite of the crass nature of what is being depicted, namely my girlfriend sucking a strangers cock for money, the production values are high and the quality of the video is top notch. Kristy, or "Katelyn Brie," as the video denotes, looks absolutely gorgeous in the bright, filtered lights of the production. It is the first time I've seen a last name associated with her fake porno name and I can't help but smile at the reference.

There is evidence of a room behind her, but it is very white, and very modern, and thus it in no way distracts the viewer from seeing the gorgeous co-ed whose face is zoomed-in POV-style before you. And before the cameraman's dick.

Thus the effect is that, to the viewer, you can imagine that the girl, my girlfriend might I remind you, is sucking your dick instead of some faceless person out in California who has no doubt had dozens if not hundreds of pretty little mouths just like hers on that below-average tool of his.

And try as I might to be cynical about this, I'm still rock hard as I watch my beloved girlfriend licking and sucking on this person's anonymous prick.

We were watching this in my dorm room on the giant monitor attached to the brand new desktop computer that Kristy gifted me with upon her return. It was a way of giving some of her hard-earned money to me as a reward for my being so understanding, or so she had phrased it. It also provided us with a proper platform with which to view the products of her labors during the Spring Break trip she took to California.

Kristy herself was sitting on the twin bed to my left as I sat in the desk chair. She seemed far less nervous than she was the first time I saw one of these videos with her, and her body language is much more relaxed. There is even a slight grin on her face as we watch the video together. I wonder if she is reliving the experience a little or is just pleased with how good she looks on the finished product. I remark on the latter and she smiles wide, agreeing that they did a great job.

Not that the real life article is any less beautiful. At that moment, in fact, she looked like a walking wet dream. Still tan, her long legs were on full display beneath cut-off jeans that came just above the bottom swell of her perfect ass. Up top she was braless and wore a black half shirt that exposed her flat, sexy belly. Her hair was meticulously done and to top it off she wore tall heels that made her look even taller. It was a look that stopped just short of "stripper" or "porn whore," and instead just read "dream girl."

I need to add that she had been teasing me for four days and we had not had any kind of sex since our adventure in the library the previous week. Kristy told me that she wanted to wait for the next video, and thus we continued a pattern that had established itself after her return: we only did things together when we had a new video to watch. This seemed cruel at the time but I have to admit that she knew what she was doing: By the time a new video came out, I was so horny that I never seemed to get as jealous watching my girlfriend on display, and the sex afterwards was incredible. Kristy was becoming something more than she had been to me. She was an object that I desired and craved, as well as being my companion and the love of my young life. I didn't pick jealous fights with her over her activities. Partly because that was one of the rules but also because this pattern of denial and release was making me actually look forward to a new video of her in some dubious situation because it meant I would be on the receiving end soon after.

On screen, my girlfriend's zoomed in face continued its work on the shaft in front of her. She sucked it with gusto and at times moved around to lick his shaft. At one point she even sucked one, then both of his balls into her petite mouth, causing a moan of approval from Mr. Anonymous Dick.

"This guy, Eric, he was pretty cocky. He was talking so much shit before we filmed. He had this beautiful house but it was decorated all modern and just looked cheap. You can see his dick was pretty small but he doesn't seem to have any problem getting girls. He paid well, too."

As before, I was at rapt attention when she narrated these things. I hadn't been allowed to ask questions, per the rules, so when she offered information I listened very closely. It had also become part of the turn on, even though it stung to hear some of the things she said.

We had to abruptly pause the video and act normal when my roommate, Jake, came home unexpectedly from class. He poked his head in the room and offered a quick "Hi" to me and a "Hello" and a wave to Kristy before retiring to his room and shutting the door. I was suddenly reminded of the exchange we shared the other day and realize that I haven't told my girlfriend about it.

"Um, by the way Kristy, Jake told me the other day he had seen one of your videos online."

Her eyes went wide and she replied, "What? Which ones? You didn't watch it did you???"

I shook my head, "No, I told him you had made a few videos for money and that we were keeping it a secret. I also told him you and I were watching them together and not to spoil anything."

That seemed to satisfy her, and then she made an unpleasant face.

"You think he's...?"

"Jerking off to you? Oh yeah. You know Jake. Probably ran in there just now to do it, especially considering how hot you look right now," I chided her.

"Eww... " she replied. Kristy liked Jake well enough, but she once referred to him as "The Troll" based on his appearance. That was honestly a little unfair, but the name had stuck.

We started the video back and continued to watch "Katelyn's" epic blowjob with the stranger. The size of his dick means she was able to take the entire thing in seemingly with ease.I began to wonder if the entire video was just oral, and thought that if it were, that was somehow better than full sex. I began to wonder, with some perverse curiosity, if he was going to finish on Kristy's beautiful face.

That's what being horny will do to you.

I looked over at Kristy and was surprised to see that she was rubbing her crotch through the jean material that barely covered it. Her breathing was loud and she was obviously horny. I almost pulled my own dick out and joined her, but I was afraid that in my state I would cum too early and not make it to the main event.

When I looked back at the screen, something seemed different but I couldn't quite place what it was. Before I could figure it out, the cameraman started moaning and his balls dumped a hot load into the still-sucking mouth of my girlfriend. His cock slid out of her mouth and she beamed up at the camera. Her pretty eyes were wide and she had a look of satisfaction on her face.

"Okay, show me," said the man.

With that I watched incredulously as she stuck out her tongue and revealed his white load of cum pooled up there. She then closed her mouth and obviously swallowed it down before opening her mouth again to reveal the proof.

I got ready to unzip my pants and initiate my reciprocation but on the bed, Kristy was no longer masturbating but instead had a perplexed and slightly annoyed look on her face.

"What the hell?" she said.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, they edited that video a lot, don't you think?"

"Um, I don't know. I mean maybe they cut some little parts out but it seemed pretty complete to me." I was trying to get her back on track, as I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Well, no. I mean," she paused, and then continued: "Well, he fucked me too. None of that was on there."

My stomach sank like a lead balloon. Hearing her say it still hurt. The knowledge of one more guy having plundered my girlfriend's depths. And I didn't even get to watch.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah. I mean, didn't you notice at the end there how I wasn't wearing a shirt?"

"Um, I guess I didn't. It's pretty close up, and..."

"Yeah, he made this big show of having me strip and he filmed my pussy and ass all up close. Made me bend over and spread apart. I thought he was going to try and stick it in my butt but then he just started fucking me. He lasted a long time too. What the hell?"

I was struggling to process this talk from her. I also wanted to get things back on track because I was bordering on insane with lust. Before I could comment that the site in question might just be offering different edits for different markets, there came a very obvious and loud sound of someone crying in ecstasy from the direction of my roommate's door. The voice was female, and it sounded oddly familiar...

The sound turned down abruptly and I realized what had happened: Jake's speakers were loud and the porn he had clicked on had surprised him with audio before he managed to mute it.

Kristy looked at me and we both smiled. She then made that slightly unpleasant face again.

"Eww. You think he's watching me right now?"

I nodded. "Almost certainly."

Kristy then got a thoughtful look on her face that concerned me. She then grinned, that devilish grin and that really concerned me.

"What do you think he'd do if I walked in on him right now?"

She stood up, her long stems accentuated by the heels. My immediate thought was that if she walked in to Jake's room, he would simultaneous cum and then maybe die of a heart attack.

"Uh, I bet he'd..." I started, but she finished for me:

"He'd freak out, I bet." She was really grinning now. She paused in thought for a long time, biting her lip. Then she said something that froze me.

"Stay here. I'll be right back." With that, she walked, very slowly and sensually across the room. Her hips were swaying and she looked absolutely amazing. My heart was pounding through my chest as she neared the door. I tried to speak, to yell "No!" or somehow protest, but my voice was lost.

Her tiny hand gripped the doorknob and she looked over her shoulder at me one last time.

I will never forget that look.

And with that, she opened the door and walked in. I heard an exclamation from Jake, and the  the door closed and I heard nothing.

Seconds passed by that seemed like minutes, and the minutes that came seemed like hours. All the while my heart was thudding and my mind raced.

What the fuck was going on? This wasn't part of the plan. Not part of the rules. Was it? Had I agreed to this?

Surely she wasn't doing anything. Not with Jake. Not with The Troll!

Surely she was just giving him grief. Teasing him. That side of her had come out more since she got back.

Since she got back from a place where she fucked strangers for money.

My girlfriend. Who was in my roommate's room.

Oh God.

In my mind I ran to the door, swung it open, and put a stop to things. I then dumped Kristy and went to the Housing Office on campus to request a room change. Extenuating Circumstances. An Irresolvable Situation.

I did nothing. Just waited.

And, Lord help me, I was rock hard the whole time.

Finally the door opened and out stepped Kristy. She was grinning again as she delicately closed the door and walked towards me. Her body language was pure sex. She approached me, not speaking, and then smiled. I felt a slight relief as her hair was undisturbed and in reality she probably hadn't been in there long enough for anything to happen.

And then as I watched, she did something that I maybe should have saw coming, but that still shocked me to the core.

Her mouth opened and her tongue snaked out. Pooled up there was a small load of white cum. My roommate's cum.

Jake. Jake came in my girlfriend's mouth. She sucked his dick and he came in her mouth.

I sat, still speechless as she closed her mouth and swallowed the semen there. She then opened her mouth again and showed that her tongue was clean.

Finally, I was able to speak again.

"Jesus, Kristy, did you just suck my roommate's dick?" I asked, anger rising in my voice.

"No," she answered with a confident grin and she fell to her knees before me. "Katelyn did. And now she's gonna suck yours, too."

I started to protest, but how could I? Her tiny hands unzipped my shorts and pulled my aching prick free. She looked up at me with those big hazel eyes and started to give me the best, and probably shortest, blowjob of my life. Her lips slid all the way down my cock and she managed to make me all the way into her throat with seemingly no discomfort.The sensation was overwhelming to me.In probably less time than she had been in Jake's room, I was shooting what felt like gallons of hot jizz into Kristy, er, Katelyn's mouth. She may have been an experience porn starlet now, but even she couldn't handle it. She sputtered and a huge glob of cum ran out of her mouth and splattered across her shirt. The whiteness of the sperm contrasted with the black top.

She regained her composure and managed to handle the rest. She then stood up, cheeks almost bulging with the load there, and opened her mouth. Again, cum ran down her chin and landed on her body, but still she proudly displayed the product of her work.

And then, dutifully, she swallowed, my semen joining that of my roommate's in her belly.

I was lightheaded but still felt angry. I tried to think of what I should say, but before I could, Kristy had cast off her blouse and dropped her jeans to the floor. She stepped out of them but then stepped back into the heels, which were now all she wore.

She was a goddess.

Kristy stepped back towards the bed and sat there, spreading her legs to expose her glistening wet snatch to me. My anger was forgotten. Replaced as she spoke:

"Eat my pussy. And then get hard again because I need you to fuck me," she said. It was loud. I bet Jake probably heard her say it.

I dropped to my own knees and buried my face between her thighs. Kristy (or what she still Katelyn?) went wild, grabbing my hair and grinding against me as I sucked hard on her clit. My face was a sopping mess by the time she first came, screaming out with abandon.

I bet the entire hall heard that.

And in truth, I didn't need to get hard again because I never went soft. I felt a tug on my hair and followed it up. In a quick motion, I pushed into her tight, wet folds and started to fuck, not my girlfriend, I decided, but Katelyn. Katelyn the porn whore. My porn whore.

"Am I your slut, baby?" It was her little-girl voice again.

"You're such a dirty slut, Katelyn. I'm gonna fuck you like the dirty little whore you are," I replied. I didn't even know where that was coming from. We never did this kind of thing before.

But it was good. And it was wrong. And before I knew it my cock was twitching and I was firing whatever fluid remained after the blowjob into her clenching pussy as we both came..

I rolled off of her body. Both us us were covered in sweat and worn out.

And the first rational thought that came to mind as I lay there catching my breath was that I had just given up any chance I might have had to get mad at her for what she did with my roommate...

To be continued.