Hello fellas! It seems as if y’all been wondering what I have been up to recently. The last time you saw me was in the New Years’ photo shoot and what fun that was. I was already pregnant at the time, Dee’s Husband enjoyed his Christmas gift, that’s for sure but it seems you have all missed me?
That’s too sweet of you!
As it happens, your girl here as been keeping herself occupied, that’s for sure! Oh you want details? Why doesn’t that surprise me? Well that is what you are here for I guess.
First of all, I have been busy working the streets. That’s right, I’m one of the local whores that works these streets. What can I tell you? I need to make those ‘dead presidents’ and you guys need pussy, right? Well, mine’s always up for rent!
Take this one night in particular, I was offering up my ‘services’ in a tiny black skirt that hid nothing, my purple micro bikini top, purple whore-heels and leather jacket when this old white farmer type pulled up in his big red truck.
The guy looked like he’d been working the fields since he was a damn kid; must have been in his late 50’s by now. Not afraid of a day’s work but he had seen better days, well at least I hope he had because that poor guy didn’t have much going for him in the looks department. He flashed a few green, dog-eared bills at me and motioned me over.
He eyed me up and down and gave me a weird toothless grin “I aint using no condom, you ok with that girlie?” He cackled. I looked at him as I leaned into his window and cocked my brow “Well how else ya gonna cum inside me mister!” I smirked. His grin grew and he unzipped his pants as I opened his truck door. “Well hop up Girlie, let’s take you for a spin!” I snatched those ragged bills and stepped on up. I didn’t even bother to ask his name and he never asked for mine, I just straddled his lap, guided his wrinkled old dick up under my skirt and rode him like a pony!
He grabbed my large breast and squeezed hard as I fucked him. It didn’t take him long to groan like old mule and nut inside me. He gathered his senses and I rose up from his lap “Black pussy is like crack to me!” He laughed as I stepped out.
“Crack is crack to you my friend!” I laughed as he drove off, his truck spitting coal out the back pipe. I could feel his cum dripping inside me, I was surprised how much jizz that old coot managed to shoot; Impressive for an old pig fucker. He didn’t make me cum however, but then again, he wasn’t in me long enough. Still, it was pleasurable enough, not going to complain. Having a random old white guy’s cock up in me is always a pleasurable time, even if I don’t manage to hit the big ‘O’ not to mention a couple of hundred in ‘rent tokens’ aint to bad neither.
You also know your girl Van is also a breeder huh? That’s right, no contraceptives or birth control for this walking baby factory! No way! Joey got me into her breeding program and having a baby in my belly is just as hot as the fun that put it there! So from time to time you might find me walking the streets with a sexy belly bump. You’d be surprised how many ‘John’s wanna fuck a preggo whore! We’re pretty popular!
My second pregnancy of the year and I had no idea who the father was, I had been busy working the streets as well as other ‘activities’ so one of those delicious dicks had to have squirted it into me. I mean who really gives a crap right? Fuck me, breed me, I aint taking names.. Just spunk!
Some big black street thug found me one night and dragged my black ass down some side alley, commented on not wanting to “dent the baby’s head”, which I did find funny, and snapped his fingers for me to get to my knees. I then saw why he made such a comment, He was waving around a thick old length of big black dick meat at me, turned out, he wanted to fuck my throat for a few bucks but not before he degraded me further by having me strip naked in the dirty alley.
I thought that bull was gonna choke me out! He was packing and honestly, I would of gagged on him for free but a girl got pay her bills we aint all got hidden stacks of ex-mob money just laying around like ‘some’ people I could mention! So down the hatch…!!!
As well as renting myself to the general public, I have been getting a fair few offers to fuck on film too! Our Agent has been putting my name forward for multiple movies and, of course, I try not to turn then down.
“Cock Hungry in LA” was certainly a fun one. The producers rented a penthouse with a roof patio in LA and with the warn sun setting behind us, I was put to work taking some big black dick overlooking the city. You really do get to see some exciting places as a porn star!
Then again, I go from the expensive, highly produced porn shoots in some LA Penthouse to some ‘guerrilla’ pornography in the side alleys of New York!
I know right! I get around huh?
So what’s ‘guerrilla’ pornography you ask? As the name suggests, its impromptu pornography performed without authorization! So Myself, some well hung stud and a couple of scruffy camera men with low budget cameras, hop into a van, find some grubby side alley, we quickly hop out, the stud fucks me as hard and as quickly as he can while the two camera men try to get as many shots as possible before we get caught or decide we have risked getting caught for long enough!
Its super exciting because you just never know who is going to wander past and catch us, some kitchen worker might open the back door to a restaurant to take out some garbage and there we are, fucking like rabbits! Some hobo may wake up from a nearby trash pile just as the male talent nuts on my tits or even worse, a cop drives past at the exact time I’m about to hit my big finish and we have to bolt before he catches us, spunk running down my thighs and the stud trying his hardest to run with a monster erection flapping from side to side.
If we do get caught, we face prosecution because filming without a permit is pretty serious, especially pornography, so it all adds to the thrill, ya know?
Guerrilla porn is actually pretty popular. I think most people watch it to see the performers get caught and see how they wriggle out of it. Some of it is faked somewhat; a guy will appear and threaten to turn us in but we keep him quiet by letting him have a ‘turn’, you get the idea. Something of a ‘cheat’ but it gets audiences.
But even that is risky because at the root of it, we STILL don’t have any permits to be doing what we are doing , so scripted ‘oopsie’ aside, its always a risky business!
I love it though! Gets the heart pumping and the juices flowing!
Sometimes we don’t manage to get away. If a member of the public catches us, it’s exciting for sure. Love seeing their shocked faces when they wander into our scene. We take off but it’s not super urgent, let’s face it, what they gonna do? Scream at me “You fucking whore!!!” My guy! You getting me wetter when you call me names!
When the piglets roll up though, that’s another story! You see the bacon wagon show up and you know you got to run or you could be facing some serious charges! Well, I say ‘you’ I actually mean, everyone EXCEPT me!
It’s happened a couple of times while filming such scenes, some of the guys got a rap sheet for it too! I love working with the ‘criminals’ of porn! Thing is, I often get out of it entirely or, If I’m a real good girl, help lessen the charges for my co stars and crew.
Those cops are filthy swine for sure but they get me in their interrogation room and they don’t even bother to offer me a shirt, just leave me cuffed to the chair, naked as they found me “You weren’t so worried about being naked when we found ya slut, so sit tight and look pretty!” I have no problem being naked, like, anywhere but a real gentleman would.. what am I saying, pigs are pigs!
They come back in after thinking they have been letting me stew for a bit, truth is, I been getting hornier and more frustrated the whole time, they usually catch us before I get that ‘O’ and my pussy is chomping to get finished off! So when they pair up and offer me a “solution to my little predicament” I flash them a smirk and ask “Just the two of you or the whole station wanna mount my ass?!”
‘course the whole station want to nut then I start making a few demands of my own, mainly to let my crew go without charge and yeh, more often than not that works. A belly full of pig spunk and we all get off without charge. That’s a win right?
Pretty sure some Po-po has pumped a baby in me at some point, who knows? If not, it’s gonna happen soon if I don’t keep my nose clean and you know your girl wont be doing that any time soon!
Between shoots, whoring and working my way out of a criminal record I swing over to the local porn store from time to time. The owner and I go back a bit, he also owns a brothel next door and occasionally me and the other girls will provide our services. It’s a pretty run down affair so when we really feel the need to scrape the bottom, we go dirty up his glory holes.
However, mostly I just pop by to hang and check out the latest movies and magazines. A few of them I end up finding myself in but he says it’s good for business for one of us to hang out.
Thing is, it’s not just a social call half the time. It’s always fun to hang out with your fans and nothing gets me more excited when one says “Hey! $50 for a fuck!” well, I aint working right then but I’m not above turning it down! “’bout damn time!” I reply and take that goon’s cash!
This particular time I showed up the store owner decided to ‘go on lunch’. He threw up his “be back in 15” sign and stomped his way around to the other side of the counter. Grabbing me by the hips and forcing me over the counter top he snarls “You cunts do nothing but come in here and fuck these girls whenever they in while I have to stand there and serve your sorry asses, I’m taking 15 to nut this bitch and you sorry losers can wait in line!” Well, don’t you just love it when you are romanced in such a way, makes a girl swoon, ya know?
Sure enough that fat giant of a man bent me over the counter and threw a fat length of white pipe up into me as the pervy patrons watched in glee! Didn’t take long before they started digging in their pockets pulling out green of their own and shouting “Imma nail ‘er next yo!”.
“Get in line you assholes, you can run a train on this whore when I AM FINISHED!” barked the store owner! I think I’m in love!
The next morning I done my usual pregnancy test and what do you know, baby number four was taking up residence in my baby factory. Huh, wonder who put that in there?
I get asked from time to time if I strip or work at any strip clubs. Well up until recently I could of said “yeh!” but now, no!
You see, stripping is fun, I’m the centre of attention, I get to flaunt myself in front of a bunch of horny guys and make a substantial amount of money each night. Before I really gave myself over to being the cum dump you all know me as now, it was suggested I take a job stripping to see just how I fell into the world.
So going back to stripping is always like going ‘home’ for me.
I been working at this new place recently, pretty high class well furnished, a little different to the gutters I’m used to and I found getting back up on that stage and locking my thighs around that steel pole again came easy. I would flaunt my assets to the patrons and enjoy their drunken, lewd remarks. I’d even enjoy the wandering hands before the bouncers yanked them out by the collar.
Trouble is, while there was still a stripper inside me, she has been taken over by the cock addicted nut slut I now am and sometimes my base instincts just take over and get the better of me. What can I say? I LOVE to fuck!!!
So when one guy hired the smaller VIP room and asked ME to be his entertainment, it was the start of an amazing evening.
The stage was built for two girls, maybe three and the room could easily accommodate a small group of men but it was just the two of us and he had my full, undivided attention!
I danced to the music, he threw those dollar bills at me, I got hornier and hornier and got even more daring in my moves. Now I don’t know the exact moment that things went astray; it may have been when I was knuckle deep in my own pussy, moaning like a 2 cent whore for him, or could have been the moment he started throwing bigger bills at my toes but it ended up with me, bent over on all fours in a kind of open ‘V’ and him, naked as a jay bird, mounting me from above, pile driving me to completion!
He’d nutted his way through about $2k and kept throwing more at me, thinking it was his cash that kept me fucking him. We all know that you just gotta offer me dick and I’m down, the cash just adds to the objectification that tickles my ‘good spot’.
Either way, he made me feel like a real high class whore that night as he pumped bolt after bolt into unprotected uterus. Fuck, I don’t even remember his name!!
Turns out, my screams and climaxes were maybe a little too loud for the small private room and couple of bouncers appeared at the door to ‘inform’ the patron that he had been requested to leave.
They thanked him for his custom and escorted him out of the private room. I wasn’t sure what happened to him after that but the boss man appeared at the door with a farrowed brow. “Vanessa, fuck!” He grumbled and he looked at the cash thrown over the stage “my office, now!”
I picked up the sperm stained cash and made my way to his office. One thing I will always remember about that office is it stank of cheap cologne and hooker perfume. “Vanessa, you’re a good stripper and it’s a real crowd draw to get a well known pornstar up on stage, but this aint no fucking brothel! You can’t fuck the patrons!”
Oops!
“To open a club at this end of town aint easy, It’s a fantastic location but the city officials watch this place like fucking hawks and any, I mean ANY infractions might get me shut down. I got a strip club licence but not a fucking brothel!” He seemed pissed. It was pretty weird he was chewing me out for fucking a customer seeing as he fucked me and jizzed between my tits in my interview but ok!
“If word of this gets out, I’m cooked and someone has to pay the piper and I’m sorry to say it slut, but that’s YOU!” was he firing me? “I gotta let ya go!” he WAS firing me. I was about to kick off but he hadn’t finished yet. He calmed down a little and continued. “Trouble is, you are a fantastic stripper and an even better whore. I seen the punters’ tongues hang out like exhausted blood hounds when let those tits of yours free and half my older clientele have damn heart attacks when you give them a close up look at your cock holes. Money rains on stage when flutter those long assed cum catchers of yours!” Jesus, was he TRYING to turn me on?
“And judging by the amount of money that sucker threw at you just to dump a few loads into you in the private room, I can’t, in good business conscience, kick your ass out on the street like that.”
I was a little confused. Was he firing me or not? Seemed I was a golden goose for him and he was more than happy to exploit my ‘talents’ so where was this going?
“I gotta be seen to not allow such behaviour so I am going to have to fire you from this club but I’d love to offer you a job at my ‘other’ club in the next town over. They are a little less.. conservative and you can put your collection of tight little dick holes to good use over there and make me a tonne of money. What ya say sweetheart?”
Well now, looks like I got a promotion doesn’t it? Talk about fucking your way to the top!
So you can see, I have been pretty busy but that isn’t the end of the story. Before I move on I just want to throw in a little picture I threw up on my socials while I was shooting for “Size Queen Breeders 7”. Couldn’t resist posing with this monster cock that was about to hollow me out and pump baby number 5 into me!
I have to say, that dick would have even made Dee’s eyes water.. Phew!
I was on some of Joey’s fertility drugs that day, as with all those breeding movies, I don’t get paid unless I carry to term. So I was going to make sure if that monster dick was going to rearrange my guts, I was gonna get paid for it! Double dose should do it!
I also got a sweet review as ‘whore of the month’ in “Whore magazine”. Those guys over there are real pros and know just what to look for in a good whore. If you are going to make cover, you better drain your interviewer dry! He better be shooting nothing but dust by the time you finish!
I was paired up with the same interviewer that reviewed Joey’s services so he joked about having set a high bar! It’s a fun day for sure! There’s a photo shoot with some paid male talent, I was thrown to three guys on an alley set and took a steady stream of money shots for the cameras.
I was then given time to clean up, have some lunch and then I sat down with my interviewer to answer some questions. You know the shit, life story, favourite sexual position, whether I have Daddy issues or not, you know, questions about the work I do, the usual filler crap.
Then, I get my review! The interviewer takes me into a well put out room, it has a bed, sofa, a few other pieces of sex furniture and he has at me! It’s like nothing I have done before because, sure, he gets to screw me and it is all recorded but he makes verbal notes for the recording, asks questions like would I like to do this or that. He’s trying to review my skills as a whore so I understand but it’s like a weird mash up of porn and a job interview. Strange but a great experience that’s for sure!
Then next month.. BOOM! I’m on the cover, there’s also a double sized poster in the middle and a voucher off my services printed on the inside back cover. I opened the issue and saw that and I think I openly said out loud “Huh, coupon shopping for whores, fun!”
Now of course you have to agree to the discount and its part of the stipulation in appearing but so far this month, I have seen a noticeable uptick in clients. I thought I might take a loss and sure, I did job for job and I have worked harder this month than previously, but overall I made more money this month so far than most any other.
Joey told me it was worth doing, even if I took a hit the month my promotion ran because clients, if they enjoyed me, knew where to get a hold of me and my client base would grow. Hers certainly did! Let’s see shall we?
Anyway, here’s a copy of the magazine cover and the poster, oh and let’s not forget that 75% discount.. damn, I’ll be whacking pipe for free at this rate!
That wasn’t the only place you might see my face on the top shelf this month either. I was also approached by a new publication “Breeder Monthly”. It was their first edition and they wanted to put ME on the cover!
It’s pretty much the same Idea as “Whore Magazine” but for the connoisseur of breeding! There are breeding farm reviews, applications to breeding programs for the girls and for the guys, plenty of pics of sexy ladies getting pumped! Plenty of swollen bellies and of course a review style interview for them all.
I was the cover girl and got thoroughly ‘road tested’ in front of the camera. Unlike “whore magazine” however, the breeding happens in front of the camera, then there is an interview but no secondary fuck. I get bred, interviewed and told to come back when my baby bump starts to show for the last few shots. One of which was the cover and the poster.
So there is it, baby number 6 taking up residence in full colour on the cover of a brand new magazine. I was pretty proud of myself when I walked into the porn store and saw that one!
I’m so glad you all wanted to find out what I have been up to. After all, you all came here for the sisters mostly, I’m sure so I feel super welcome to our little ‘family’ and hope to show up again soon.
In the mean time, kisses to you all and if you see me out in the world, say hello, or not. You can just drag me down an alley and fill me up, your call :p
Thanks a bunch you happy little perverts, see you soon..
Vanessa *kisses and smoochies*
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