Jessica sat up on her beach towel, stretched, and flicked her long blond hair over her shoulder. The deserted beach might be pebbly, but the view was fantastic - wooded hills surrounded the azure Mediterranean waters of the bay, dropping steeply to the still water. Jessica smiled inwardly. She lost her virginity right here, a week ago, on this very beach. Jessica glanced at her best friend, Helen, who lay on her stomach, naked on a towel beside her. She remembered their first visit to the beach and their ever-so-consequential chat - the reason she'd finally popped her cherry.

Jessica had followed Helen down the steep path to the tiny, pebbly beach. She had scanned the beach. Deserted, as Helen had predicted.

"Where shall we sit?" Jessica asked Helen.

Her buxom, blond friend pointed. "That's south," Helen said.

She gestured to her left. "Somewhere over there will keep the sun longest."

The two teenagers trekked warily over the uneven pebbles and found a suitable sandy spot. They spread out their towels. Both girls were quickly naked. Jessica's pale skin didn't tan easily and burned, so she slathered herself with factor fifty. She glanced at her friend, who had similarly alabaster skin. Helen's slit was shaved with a neat triangle of blonde pubes above, unlike her own hairy cunt, surprising her.

"When did you shave?" Jessica asked.

Helen surprised her by blushing. "Last week when we went to London."

Jessica was intrigued. "Oh, do tell!"

Helen laughed. "Kim had been badgering me for days about taking it in the arse. The filthy slut loves it, apparently."

Jessica knew some women did that, but the idea was revolting. It shocked Jessica that her Japanese friend Kimiko - Kim to her friends - loved it.

"Anyway," Helen said, "she finally persuaded me to go to London with her last week. We checked into a posh hotel and pretended we were whores. I shaved to complete the look."

Helen leered. "We picked up two old blokes in the hotel bar. Kim got them to pay a huge amount of dosh!"

"How do you do that?" Jessica blurted. "Pick up men, I mean. I'm so frightened, I think I drive them away on purpose."

Helen laughed. "Don't ask me. I'm totally useless with men."

Jessica didn't believe her. She shook her head.

"You've had loads of blokes. They all chase you."

Jessica stared enviously at Helen's impressive chest. "Those puppies might have something to do with it."

Helen laughed deprecatingly. "Not many at all."

Helen counted off on her fingers. "I've only had sex five times with seven different blokes."

Jessica laughed. "You can't be that bad with men; that's a lot!"

Helen looked ashamed. "I didn't really pick any of them up or even get to know them. I hardly spoke to some of them." She blushed. "All of them were total strangers, and I just let them fuck me the first time I ever met them."

Jessica couldn't imagine any circumstances where she'd let a stranger make love to her. But secretly, the idea was exciting, letting a stranger use her however he liked.

She shook her head. "It's still a lot of men!"

Helen's face was still scarlet. "I suppose." She paused. "But Kim's had sex loads more time than me; my dad and her fuck like rabbits. They're insatiable."

Jessica knew and was intensely jealous. "Well, you've had more different men inside you than her."

Helen smiled. "I know Ken deflowered both of us. Other than that, she's only ever been fucked by my dad."

Helen grinned. "Except for last week, in London."

Jessica hated the thought of Helen's father making love to Kim and was desperate to hear about something else.

She laughed. "Tell me all about London. The thought of selling my body sounds so exciting!"

"Really?" Helen said. She shook her head. "Kim sorted everything. I'd never have plucked up the courage to book the hotel, let alone pick up the two men."

She smiled. "When we picked them up in the bar, I felt so ashamed we were selling ourselves, but it was terribly exciting."

Jessica felt her pussy. It was dripping onto the towel, forming a damp patch. Why am I so aroused at the thought of prostituting myself? She examined her feelings. She didn't think she was pretty, had a skinny body, and men hated her. But if they paid, it meant she must be desirable. She felt Helen's eyes on her, looking at her quizzically.

"You're turned on by the idea, aren't you?" Helen asked.

Jessica blushed and nodded. "I was fantasising about selling myself." She grinned. "What did you charge?"

Helen's fingers were inside her shaved slit. "Oh, I don't know. A lot," she said dismissively. "Kim dealt with that."

Helen leered. "But both men fucked us both repeatedly. Doggy and cowgirl, in my pussy and in my arse. We came so many times." She giggled. "God, I was so full of spunk by the end of it."

Helen grinned. "And Kim was simply covered in cum. It was all over her face and hair."

Jessica was shocked by her friend; she'd casually mentioned anal and obviously enjoyed it, but the idea was still revolting, if perversely exciting. Jessica tried to picture the scene. Two men and two women, making love side-by-side. But she had no reference point, and the images in her head felt confused and dream-like.

"Did you really let them put their dicks in your bottom?" Jessica asked.

Helen snorted. "Of course. Kim even got them to double-fuck her. She looked so sexy, sandwiched between two strangers." She grinned. "Kim came so hard when they pounded her pussy and arse together. She was ever so loud."

Helen paused, fingering herself, rubbing her fingers up and down her clit. Though the memory clearly aroused her friend, Jessica couldn't imagine how that could possibly work. She tried to picture the mechanics and failed. She was about to ask when Helen suddenly looked excited but giggled nervously.

"Kim's made me promise we'll prostitute ourselves again, and, this time, it will be me taking the two dicks," Helen said, blushing. "I felt so ashamed selling myself, but it was such a turn-on, knowing the men like me enough to pay to fuck me."

The words hardly registered. Jessica was fixated on the mechanics of double penetration.

"How does it work?" Jessica blurted out. "I mean, I can't imagine how you get a dick in your pussy and your bottom at the same time."

Helen laughed. "It does look awkward, but Kim nicked the video from their phone. You can watch it if you like?"

Jessica's hand drifted back to her pussy, massaging her love button.

"God, you let them film you as well?" Jessica said.

Helen nodded enthusiastically. "I almost came immediately, knowing anyone could watch me being fucked. It was like being a pornstar."

Jessica had never watched porn. At her father's insistence, her internet at home still had adult filters. It would be trivial to bypass them, but her father would know. She massaged her wet slit.

"Ooo, yes, please! I've never dared watch porn at home."

Helen pulled out her phone and grinned.

"We've got a shared drive. Let me send you the link. So far, only that one video."

Jessica could hardly wait, knowing she'd masturbate to it that evening.

"I can't wait to watch you making love," Jessica said. She sighed. "I just wish I knew what it felt like."

Helen grinned at her. "You really should try it."

Jessica wanted to but feared rejection. None of the boys at school stared at her like they did at Helen. She was scrawny, so she couldn't really blame them.

After a long pause, Jessica continued, "If only I wasn't so terrified of men."

Her conscience pricked at her. If only I didn't drive them away! She laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I don't mean to be so nasty and snide to them," Jessica said. "It's a defence mechanism, and the words just slip out."

Helen giggled. "I can't chat blokes up either. I freeze and can't utter a word. But the moment I see a rampant dick, I want it inside me. In any hole."

Helen's words amply demonstrated that she was a slut. But unable to chat men up? Jessica found that hard to believe and chuckled.

"Chatting up is easy. I've watched loads of girls do it." Jessica grinned. "Show off your assets and ask them about themselves. Seems to work like a charm. I just wish I could do it."

Helen shook her head, smiling wryly.

"What do you need my advice for then?" Helen paused. "You'd have better luck breathing deeply and restraining yourself before making acerbic responses. Just be nice."

The words stung. Jessica knew everyone thought she hated men, but her instant comebacks were automatic.

Jessica laughed. "We're both useless with men, aren't we?"

Helen grinned. "I guess so. We should practise together."

"We should." Jessica leered. "But I'm going to start with your dad tonight."

"Why do all my friends fancy my bloody father?" Helen sighed. "The sound of him pounding Kim all night keeps me awake already without you wanting him as well."

Jessica was surprised. "You really don't know why?"

She giggled. "Have you looked at his swimming trunks? He's hung like a bloody horse. And it's not just your friends. Every girl in our class swoons over him, and not just because of his donkey dick. He's gorgeous."

Though Jessica was intensely jealous of Kim, she still felt slightly guilty that Kim kept her friend awake. It was her fault.

"Kim told me she wanted him ages ago. She wouldn't stop rabbiting on about it." Jessica sighed. "But she was too shy to do anything about it. In the end, I was so pissed off, I told Ken to fuck her." She paused. "God, I hate that pervert."

"I tried my best to dissuade Kim from that." Helen laughed. "But it didn't work. And now look at her."

Jessica smiled. There was little trace of the cripplingly shy Kim she grew up with left.

"Losing her cherry definitely brought her out of her shell," Jessica said.

Helen snorted. "You don't say. I just wish she wasn't so loud," she said. "She yells and screams every time he fucks her. I'm so glad she's not here; I can finally get a good night's sleep."

Helen smiled. "And I know Kim takes it in every hole. She can't stop talking about how good his dick feels in her arse."

Jessica felt herself blush as she tried to imagine him slowly penetrating her own virgin bottom.

"What does it feel like?" Jessica asked. "Anal, I mean."

"It's hard to describe. To begin with, it hurts. A burning feeling in your arse hole. But after that, it's lovely. Like a massive dick in your pussy, stretching you wide open, but better." Helen giggled. "Your bottom feels ever so full and distended."

Jessica sighed. "I don't know what any of this feels like."

"Oh, I'm sure we can get you laid before we go home," Helen said, looking her up and down, grinning. "You should be fighting them off with a stick."

Helen raised a thumb. "You're blond."

Helen's eyes switched from Jessica's face to her hairy pussy. She smiled and raised a finger.

"Naturally blond."

Helen's gaze returned to Jessica's face, and she raised another finger.

"Very pretty."

Helen's eyes scanned Jessica's body, and another finger was raised.

"And men love slim girls like you."

Put that way, she did sound like an attractive proposition. Jessica shook her head, not believing her friend's assessment, but smiled at the compliment.

"What about your dad?" She asked. "Do you think he'd like a skinny bint like me?"

Helen laughed. "Oh, stop it. You can't fuck my father."

She cupped her impressive boobs.

"Anyway," Helen said, "he seems to like big girls like Kim."

Kim's enormous tits were the envy of every girl Jessica knew. Her spirits sank.

"Really?"

"Yes." Helen grinned. "But he still plays the field. He's always staring at some pretty girl's bum. Or her tits. He's really quite shallow."

Jessica felt better about her prospects. "Does he really play the field?"

Helen nodded, smiling. "I know he screwed Alison, and he had a threesome with Kim and her friend Aiko." She paused. "I think I caught a glimpse of him in London with some buxom Asian woman."

Helen grinned. "He seems to like Asian girls. A lot."

Jessica was crestfallen. She hardly had boobs and wasn't Asian. But there was a faint glimmer of hope.

She smiled. No harm in trying.

---

Jessica's mind jerked back to the present. Helen's advice had really helped, letting her converse normally with a man. Jessica smiled to herself as she felt her nipples harden at the delicious memory of when Helen's father had taken her virginity right here on the beach. She had loved every intimate moment, especially being watched by the Italian couple. And now, he fucked her daily with his mammoth dick, and usually more than once. It had totally changed her perspective on sex, and she wanted to broaden her horizons.

Jessica realised Helen had said something, but she had missed it completely.

"What was that," she asked. "I was miles away, thinking about the last time we chatted here."

Helen laughed. "You certainly took my naked advice about not being a total twat to men." She sighed. "I just wish you weren't fucking my dad."

Jessica grinned. "I hope we don't keep you awake."

"You're much quieter than Kim," Helen said. She frowned. "I'm just frustrated, knowing you're getting fucked regularly, and I'm not."

Jessica didn't want to think about Kim, knowing she'd face consequences when they returned from holiday. She just knew Helen's father would drop her for Kim and her enormous boobs.

Jessica grinned. "Yes, Kim's ever so loud. And so are you!"

Helen laughed. "I guess you watched our video, then?"

"Oh yes. I loved every moment."

She resolved to tick off more items from the video. Jessica hadn't decided about taking it in her backside, but if she did, persuading Helen's father would be easy. She loved the idea of being filmed. However, it would be more challenging to arrange two men. Jessica was still terrified of approaching men and only felt comfortable with Helen's father. She smiled to herself. But at least one man thought her beautiful and liked her flat-chest and scrawny body.

"I want to try everything you two did." She paused. "I've watched your exploits with Kim, but that's only two of the many men you've had."

Jessica remembered that Helen had been missing for twenty-four hours. She grinned.

"I want to hear about the rest," she said. "Especially yesterday."

Helen shook her head. "Really, it's not that exciting."

From the things she'd seen Helen do in the video, Jessica knew that couldn't be true.

"Come on, it can't be boring. Remember, I've only ever made love to one man."

Helen smiled. "You know it started when Ken fucked me on my eighteenth birthday. Don't know how the conversation got around to it, but for some reason, I told him I was a virgin, and he persuaded me he should remedy that. Afterwards, he'd have nothing to do with me, not even at my birthday party."

Jessica knew her uncle only liked virgins. It was her family's dark secret. She had lost count of the girls that passed through the riding school that he had deflowered. Half the girls she knew at school giggled about him, recounting their encounters or wanting to be next. Jessica hated him; he'd tried repeatedly to shag her. Jessica smiled to herself. At least now she was safe from the dreadful old pervert. But she realised that Helen was never included in those giggly exchanges at school when the girls talked about sex. Jessica decided they were just jealous because everyone lusted after Helen.

Finally, she spoke, deliberately avoiding the word love; there was no "love" when Ken was involved.

"It's no surprise that Ken only fucked you once."

Helen looked quizzically at her for a moment before shaking her head.

Jessica smiled wryly. "Didn't you know Ken only fucks virgins? I thought everyone knew that."

Helen shook her head. "I had no idea. None of you girls ever talked to me about sex and stuff." She smiled. "Anyway, after Ken despoiled me, it was months before I got laid again."

Jessica knew several lads at school, and not a few teachers had thrown themselves at her friend. She'd always assumed Helen was just discrete, but seemingly, she'd been oblivious.

"Seriously? You didn't notice all the men throwing themselves at your feet?"

Helen shook her head. "I'm sure no one at school liked me."

Jessica laughed uncontrollably. "That is so not true; it's hilarious!"

This was all irrelevant. Jessica needed to decide whether to let someone penetrate her arse.

"What I really want to know about is anal. You obviously love it, but how did that happen?"

Helen blushed. "It's just the best." She frowned. "But I didn't like it at first."

Jessica raised her eyebrows. "Really? I'd never have guessed."

Helen smiled. "I got off to an abysmal start. When we got our exam results, Kim insisted we celebrate. Nowhere exciting. Just to the pub, where Kim threw herself at Dad."

She laughed. "I was so determined to get laid, I let two rugby players take me to the car park where they spit-roast me, giving me a right proper rogering, and one of them fucked my arse. It was so painful, I absolutely hated it."

Jessica watched Helen finger herself. The memory arouses her a little too much for something she claims to have hated! Jessica decided Helen's words weren't always a reliable guide to her feelings. But she realised she didn't know what spit-roast meant.

"Spit-roast?" she asked.

Helen laughed. "God, you're still so innocent. I had a dick in my mouth as I was being fucked from behind. Like I was skewered on a spit."

Jessica grinned. Another thing she'd love to try.

"It was dead exciting," Helen continued. "Two of their friends wanked as they watched me being pounded in the arse, and they spunked all over me." She giggled. "Afterwards, they just abandoned me naked, leaking spunk from every orifice, and plastered with cum in the car park. God, it was fantastic."

Jessica knew from experience that having an audience was a turn-on, and Helen's father had missed her mouth, covering her in cum several times, so she pictured herself in Helen's place, naked, oozing cum and covered in jizz.

She grinned. "I thought you hated it? That sounds wonderful!"

Helen looked surprised and stared thoughtfully at Jessica. Finally, she smiled, looking ashamed.

"I suppose I did enjoy it, really. But it was only the second time I'd had sex, so I told myself I must have hated it; only sluts take it in the arse."

Jessica nodded. That sounded just like Helen. She smiled. Not just the rationalisation; Helen was definite slut material.

Helen laughed. "And then, after I got home, I had to endure the sounds of my Dad and Kim. They were at it all bloody night."

Jessica's misery when she heard had been her first inkling that she fancied Helen's father.

"When Kim told me about it, I realised I had to have your dad." Jessica smiled. "God, I adore making love to him."

Helen shook her head in annoyance. "I still don't like the idea. He's far too old for you."

Jessica laughed. "Ken is far older, and you let him fuck you!"

Helen grinned wryly. "Yeah, Kim said exactly the same to me. I know I shouldn't mind, but I do." She paused. "But only a little. I'm slowly getting used to him fucking all my friends."

Jessica leered. "We can't resist his mammoth dick." She laughed. "Anyway, when was the next time? When did you know you love anal?"

Helen laughed. "That's easy. With one of the old grooms at the polo club," she said.

"He punished me for mistreating Coralito," Helen said, leering, with her fingers making inverted commas. "But punished is the right word, and I deserved it. He totally destroyed my arse. It was bloody brilliant."

Helen's face lit up whenever she talked about taking a dick in her back passage. Her evident joy clinched it; Jessica decided to try it.

"After that-" Helen stopped, her face scarlet. "I haven't dared tell Kim this yet, but two days before we went to London, I went shopping."

Helen paused, drawing a deep breath. "Well, I came home empty-handed but with a bum full of cum after a fat old shop assistant buggered me senseless. I don't think I said more than a dozen words to him."

She sighed wistfully. "The man had an enormous dick, the biggest I'd ever had. It felt wonderful."

Again, her friend beamed as she described being fucked in the arse. Jessica knew her pussy was moist, and her nipples felt as hard as rock. What must it feel like to let a stranger just fuck her in the arse like that?

Jessica realised she had spoken her thoughts aloud when Helen laughed.

"It felt ruddy marvellous!"

Helen opened her mouth to speak again but closed it. She looked thoughtful for a moment and then smiled. "So that's it, that's how I learned to love anal."

Helen so obviously loved it that Jessica was determined to try it. That goal was easy; Helen's father would be more than willing. Jessica grinned, realising she'd have to overcome her fear of men and let others fuck her to fulfil her other ambitions. Yes, fuck was the right word. This wasn't about love. She decided overcoming her fear and picking someone up would be easier if she wasn't alone. Helen had already said she was frustrated, so Jessica decided they'd have to go out together and find two suitable men to fuck.

She turned to Helen, who lay next to her.

"Let's go out one night," Jessica said. "Clubbing or something."

Helen turned her head towards her. "God, no. The nearest is that seedy dump in Kassiope."

Helen smiled. "I know you're trying to get me laid, but I'm not that desperate." She shook her head. "I might disapprove, but you get it every night. Lucky girl."

Jessica grinned, knowing the cleaner had to change the cum-stained sheets daily. She felt between her legs, where her pussy still tingled after this morning's vicious pounding. Beside her, Helen winced when she reached back and felt her bum. Jessica saw her open her mouth to speak, but Helen shook her head and closed her mouth. She realised Helen still hadn't told her about yesterday.

Jessica laughed. "Come on, out with it; you obviously did something yesterday. You were missing the whole day, and we heard you creep back this morning."

She grinned at her best friend. "You know you want to tell me."

Helen grinned wryly. "Oh, I really don't. I'm so ashamed."

She sighed. "Remember when my phone broke? It started then. I was killing time in a bar by the marina when this old bloke, Peter, approached me. He thought I was a hooker, and he wanted to pay me to fuck his virgin son, Giles."

That was last week! The damned girl was so secretive, even with her, her best friend. Helen always dressed provocatively, so Jessica wasn't surprised. She smiled. And technically, after London, she was a hooker.

"I tried to refuse the money as Giles was gorgeous." Helen smiled. "I'd fuck him for free, anytime, but Peter insisted on paying just so he could fuck me."

Jessica smiled. Helen would let anyone fuck her. She really was a slut. And she'd taken the money.

Helen's face went all dreamy. "Anyway, I took Giles's virginity on their enormous yacht."

She giggled. "Giles was so nervous that he came immediately the moment his dick was in my mouth."

Helen's father had unloaded into Jessica's mouth several times. She didn't like the taste but tolerated it because of his evident pleasure.

Jessica grinned. "I bet you swallowed."

Helen laughed. "Of course. Horrid stuff, but all the men love it if you do. But after that, Giles improved."

Helens' dreamy look returned. Clearly, she liked her new conquest. Jessica had never seen her look so enamoured before.

"I loved being fucked by his giant cock," Helen said softly. "He was very considerate but still made me come three times. The last time, I finally managed to get him to pound me properly from behind."

Helen was fingering herself again, aroused by her memories. She lost the dreamy look but looked lustful and excited instead.

"Then his damned father, Peter, fucked me." Helen shook her head. "He's a right bastard; afterwards, he tried to shame Giles, who just doesn't deserve it."

Jessica realised Helen's tone changes when she mentions Giles. She likes him.

"Peter was a total brute and vicious when he fucked me." Helen grinned. "I fucking loved it and came ever so hard. Especially when he destroyed my arse."

Helen's body was flushed, and her fingers were moving urgently. Jessica smiled to herself. Helen might say Peter was a brute, but her reaction proved she adored having his dick inside her. Jessica wouldn't be in the least surprised if Helen let him pay to fuck her again.

Helen beamed. "Anyway, I got Giles's phone number before I left."

Jessica nodded. She definitely likes Giles. Her face lights up every time she mentions him.

Helen exhaled a long, extended sigh.

"When I saw that bloody great yacht in the bay yesterday and the powerboat moored at the jetty, I just knew it had to be Giles," she said wistfully. "I couldn't wait to see him again, but when I arrived, it was his bastard father. God, I hate him."

Helen's lecherous expression contradicted her words.

"But I couldn't resist the thought of his dick in my arse again, so I let him pay me." She grinned. "For the whole day."

Jessica laughed. "You harlot! I knew you'd let Peter fuck you again. How much did he pay this time?"

Helen blushed. "I can't believe I let him pay me again. I didn't count it at the time as I just wanted him to fuck me, but it was a fortune!"

At least her friend was ashamed of selling herself, though Jessica knew that, deep down, she found the idea of selling her own body exciting.

"The powerboat ride was fantastic," Helen said. "So fast, and I couldn't wait for Peter to fuck me."

For all her professed hatred of the man, Helen grinned excitedly every time she mentioned him.

"When we boarded the yacht, he introduced me to this enormous, muscular black bloke, Brad. Ever such a nice man, totally unlike Peter."

Jessica grinned, guessing what was coming. Helen never mentioned a man unless sex was involved.

Helen smiled. "You can imagine my surprise when it turned out Peter had paid for me to fuck Brad and not him!"

Helen's fingers had resumed their intimate work inside her dripping pussy. Surprise or not, the memory turned her on. Jessica wondered whether Brad lived up to the reputation.

Helen licked her lips and leered. "That morning, Brad stuck the world's biggest butt plug in my arse and then fucked me while his two mates, Ian and Philippe, filmed the whole thing."

Helen's face was flushed with excitement, and her fingers moved vigorously. Jessica smiled. Something else she could try with Helen's father. Helen held her hands apart with her index fingers raised, measuring an unbelievable distance.

"The plug had a long black furry tail and was enormous."

Jessica's fingers rubbed up and down her slit, massaging her clit, imagining how much it would excite her partner if Jessica was naked, with a tail sticking out of her arse and dangling down between her legs. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like, let alone being fucked with it inside her. But she was determined to try. Where can I get a tail plug, especially here?

"It was incredibly exciting," Helen said.

She pointed into the bay. "The yacht was moored over there by then. Brad fucked me out in the open on the sun deck, and Ian and Philippe's filming was such a turn-on." She grinned. "Brad pounded me really hard, and I came ever so quickly; knowing someone could walk onto the beach and see us really aroused me. Sadly, no one did."

Helen sounded disappointed, which Jessica understood. She had loved it when the Italian couple watched her losing her virginity on this very spot.

"It was even better when Brad made me ride his big, black cock, facing the cameras. I hammed it up, riding Brad as hard as possible." She grinned again. "I made him come inside me, which drove me over the edge. It was just fantastic knowing the cameras were watching."

Jessica had never tried that position, but she guessed from watching Helen's video that it was only done for the camera. The man Helen had ridden in that position hadn't really enjoyed it.

"Peter had wanted to fuck me first, but Brad wouldn't let him, so at lunchtime, Peter took me to his cabin and brutalised my arse again."

Helen's face was flushed, and her expression was lustful. Hate or not, Helen loved the man's dick.

"I'd so wanted Giles to be the first man to fuck me again." Helen looked disappointed. "But his sod of a father had that privilege."

Jessica decided there was trouble ahead for her friend. Her feelings for father and son were so intense and conflicted.

"Anyway, I still love his dick, and he makes me come so hard." Helen sighed. "If only Peter wasn't such a cunt." She smiled. "On the plus side, Brad was lovely. Far more considerate. I'd take his dick over Peter's every time."

Helen assumed a softer, passionate expression when she mentioned the black man. Jessica's curiosity was aroused.

"Is it true what they say about black men and their dicks?" Jessica asked.

Helen laughed. "No, I don't think so. Brad wasn't small, but not the monster of legend. That was Philippe - nine inches of pornstar dick."

"Philippe? I thought you said he was just filming."

Helen grinned. "I'll get there soon, I promise."

"Anyway, in the afternoon, it was Brad's turn to fuck my arse, which felt wonderful. He made me ride him in reverse cowgirl. Ian's camera pointed straight at me, almost making me come immediately."

Being watched when Jessica lost her virginity had given her a taste of the excitement; being filmed was on Jessica's to-do list, but she had no idea how to arrange it.

"And that's when Philippe enters the story. Brad got me to suck Philippe's mammoth pornstar cock as he fucked my arse doggy-style."

Jessica smiled. Spit-roast. That's what Helen had called it. Another ambition.

"Then Brad told me he had a surprise for me. Philippe wiggled his way underneath me while Brad was hilt-deep in my arse and shoved his monster into my pussy."

Helen sighed. "It felt incredible. I've never felt so full. Brad and Philippe double fucked me both ways around, and I came both times. It was glorious."

Jessica had watched the video of Kim being double-fucked and wasn't sure she wanted to try. Although Kim had enjoyed it, moaning and squealing with pleasure, it looked far too uncomfortable, sandwiched between two sweaty blokes.

Helen laughed. "Heaven knows what I'll tell Kim. She still thinks she needs to arrange for innocent me to be double-penetrated." She giggled. "I'm sure I'll think of something."

Jessica didn't like the implied deceit. "Why not just tell her?"

"That would never do. Kim's just using me as an excuse to do it again, which I want to."

"You should still tell her," Jessica insisted. She paused. "That can't be the end of the story; you were out all night!"

Helen grimaced, but her face lit up. "Yeah, Peter forced me to sleep with him, and he violated my arse again in the middle of the night."

Jessica shook her head. Again, that contrast between hatred of the man and love of his dick. She hoped Helen wouldn't get stuck in an abusive relationship with the man; all the signs pointed that way.

"I snuck out of Peter's cabin just as it was getting light while he was asleep." Helen sighed heavily. "His dick might be fantastic, but I hope I never see Peter again."

Jessica was somewhat relieved. Her friend sounded sincere. But Jessica still worried; Helen's behaviour proved she couldn't resist a rigid dick.

"Brad was on deck, obviously waiting for me. He shocked me completely on the boat ride back to shore."

Helen reached into her bag and pulled out a business card.

"It turns out Philippe really is a pornstar, and Brad is his producer. Brad gave me his card, and he wants me to star in his porno movies."

Jessica wasn't that surprised. All the cameras had suggested this was more than just paid-for sex. She realised this would also be a perfect way to fulfil her own sexual ambitions. And pornstar was more acceptable than hooker.

Helen shook her head slowly.

"I don't really want to," Helen said, sounding thoughtful. "Yesterday was terribly exciting, but I'm not going to be a bloody pornstar. I'm off to University soon, and if anyone found out, I could never go."

Helen drew breath. "So, of course, I said no, in no uncertain terms."

Jessica's heart sank, not because of Helen's desires but because of her own. She had already decided to let Helen's father take her anal virginity, but this was far more enticing. Everything her friend had described sounded exciting and erotic. Jessica would love to star in a porn movie of her own and hoped for an introduction.

"Oh, you absolutely must do it," Jessica said, grinning. "I never imagined my best friend would be a pornstar."

Helen shook her head. "What if people find out?"

Jessica knew that was possible. All it would take was for someone to recognise Helen. Or herself. But there was so much porn out there the chances were minuscule, she rationalised.

Jessica shrugged. "The odds of anyone you know recognising you out all the porn out there are astronomically small."

Excitement overcame prudence. "You must introduce me to Brad," she blurted. "He can teach me everything you've done."

She grinned. "You never know; Brad might even want me to star in his films."

Prudence and her naturally timid nature returned. The thought of being fucked by a stranger and doing everything else on her list was terrifying. But she still wanted to do them.

"I'd feel so much better if you were alongside me, being fucked as well."

Helen shook her head. "I'm not going to be a pornstar." She sighed. "The sex was fantastic, but the frisson would quickly fade. Anyway, I'm going to go to University."

Helen sounded determined.

"Please, just this once," Jessica pleaded, hoping Helen's inner slut would prevail. "If you don't, I'll be too terrified."

She watched desire and determination battle for control of Helen's emotions. When Helen smiled lewdly, she knew she'd won.

"Just this once," Helen whispered. "I'll call Brad this evening."

Later that evening, after they'd eaten, Helen took Jessica aside, grinning broadly and brandishing a phone.

"Brad's going to send a car for us on Wednesday morning at nine o'clock," Helen said excitedly.

Jessica's stomach did flip-flops, and she was torn between terror and excitement.