Hay all – little treat here today with a special something story. This one comes to us by Kitty, who’s written this piece out of the blue  and have to say it something rather damned good.

A solid kinky and certainly in line with the fetishes of the site and just kinda perfect and fab! I love it, hope you do too! Kitty is happy to hear from you if you’ve anything to say, but requested emails sent though the iGAPES main email for now (see contact details above), so anything you want to say to her will be passed though from me to Kitty.

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..::.. Still Tight by Kitty ..::..

For my 18th birthday Adam makes me do my first porn shoot. I strip down to my shorts and hesitate. Adam demands I take them off too. I realise that as soon as I do, the world will know what I’ve done to my pussy to please him; I’ll become famous, no one will ever look at me the same again.

I’m acutely aware that I’m standing a little bow-legged, giving them a clue. I can feel the swollen mass of meat straining against my panties and pressing against my thighs. ‘Off’ he repeats and I do, letting my shorts fall to the floor. As I step out of them, my heavy vulva shakes and I hear the porn crew gasp. Surely they’ve seen everything? The way they are staring at my crotch suggests not. I can’t help looking down, imagining what it looks like to them. The fabric of my pants bulges out and downward, like I’ve stuffed a deflated football in there. I think of the last time Adam pumped my poor wrecked pussy to maximum capacity – the cup we had to use was the size of a large jelly mould and I filled it completely, although I almost passed out from the strain.

Cleary the aphrodisiacs he fed me before we started are working and I’m filling my stretched and slack lips with my own arousal; not to their full capacity like when he bloats them with saline injections which force me to keep my legs splayed wide to accommodate my obese cunt, but enough that I’m in danger of tearing my panties, and my juices have already soaked right through. ‘WTF dude, is she a dude?’ the camera man asks him. I blush again, harder, but Adam says ‘Hell no. Get on all fours slut and let him get a good look.’

Dutifully a settle onto the bed on my hands and knees, pushing my ass up in the air like a dog in heat, and pull my panties down to my knees, finally freeing the mass of wet flesh that used to be a cute, teen pussy. Adam grabs my face and manoeuvres it over his thick cock and I get to work. He loves how I’ll suck him off needily even as he humiliates me. The camera man comes round to get a close up and I hear him gasp against as he gets a proper view of freak pussy. No wonder he’s surprised. When I came in, all he saw was a petite blonde teenager with an innocent face. My cunt is grotesque anyway, but the contrast to my neat, young little body makes it incomprehensible. I know what he’s thinking because I think it every day: I must be a real whore to get my pussy to that state by the time I turn eighteen.

‘Don’t be shy,’ Adam says, ‘show them what you’ve done to yourself.’. I know what he means and I take both hands off the bed, allowing my head to sink down, sliding my throat round his cock. I reach behind me and take touch myself. Every time I do this a shiver of horror and shame runs through me, even though I know what I’m going to find. In my tiny hands it feels even bigger, a huge, alien, unrecognisable mass of rubbery, slick meat, bulging ridiculously out of my crotch; but I know it’s part of me; it’s incredibly sensitive to the touch. Hard to believe only a year ago it was a pretty little bump I could part with two fingers of one hand. I remember showing it to him on cam before we even met; he talked about how cute it was. Now, my labia are thick enough  that I can grab each one in a hand. My fingers slip into the slit between, all the way to the knuckle without me coming close to my actual hole. I grip each flap in a loose fist and pull them apart. They are heavy and all the pre-cum spilling out of me makes them stick together but eventually they open with a gross slurping sound.

I pull them wide enough to reveal the true damage I’ve done to myself. I can feel cold air rushing in, making my hyper-sensitive pussy twitch, expelling a little air with a horrible wet burp. ‘Jesus fucking christ’ the cameraman blurts out, adjusting his lens. ‘Bring the monitor round, let her see’ Adam says. This is what I was afraid of. I’ve become at least a little accustomed to the ruined outer appearance of my pussy – I’m confronted by it every day. But I’ve never seen what he’s done to my holes; what I’ve done to them.

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