My name is Joanne. I’m a mature Goonette in my late forties who has been on a journey into Pornosexuality following a divorce from a sexually repressed marriage.
The following confession is a true recollection of how I cleaned up the aftermath of a porn movie in dedication to the Goonette lifestyle. It is not for the faint-hearted.
In recent years, my devotion to the Goonette lifestyle has grown to the point where I aim to worship the ground that pornstars have walked upon. But it doesn’t end there.
I’d fill my mouth with the tissues they’ve used to wipe up their cum-filled cunts. I’d gag myself with their piss-soaked lingerie. I would suck the scent of their ass from freshly used butt plugs.
You see, I have a deep fetish for the world of post-sex. Whether it’s sucking cum from used condoms or finger-fucking myself in the mess of somebody else’s sex, I can’t get enough.
“Imagine, if you will, a battlefield. But instead of tanks, mud, and blood, the room was strewn with torn lingerie, used tissues, sex towels, condoms, toys, heels, etc. And then there was the smell.”
To quench my fetish, I’d been resorting to buying the high heels and other effects of my favorite pornstars before using them as masturbation aids in Goonette sessions.
After a while, such behavior failed to quench my lust. Not just because I’d sucked and licked the personal belongings of said pornstars clean. I needed something more hardcore. More real.
This month, my prayers were answered when I was put in touch with a porn producer who specialized in raw, hardcore sleaze.
The producer, who we’ll just call “Don”, had been informed of my kink, and he had a filthy proposition for me. The short and sweet of it went like this:
“I’ve been producing porn on the more hardcore end of the spectrum for over 12 years. I’m well aware of the Gooning subculture and would be keen on helping you live out your fetish. My shoots take place in rented apartments across Europe, and I always have to hire a cleaner to mop up the mess afterward to avoid any comeback from the property owners. If you want to come along after the shooting is finished, I’m happy to let you in to clean up. I don’t care how you do it. Just get the place looking presentable.”
When I read Don’s message, I felt drunk. Not only was the opportunity to live out one of my ultimate fantasies about to come true, but the porn industry was also using me.
It was the perfect combination for a submissive slut like myself who revels in degradation. We agreed on a date and went over the plan in detail.
The producer was shooting a gangbang scene in Hungary that involved double anal, piss, squirting, and everything in between. He claimed it would be “suitably messy” for my needs.
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Arriving at the Set
Fast forward a few weeks, and I’m stepping off of a cheap RyanAir flight into the capital city of Hungary. I prepared myself at my hotel in preparation for the aftermath of a porn movie the next day.
The location of the set was nothing spectacular. It was merely a luxury Airbnb in the suburbs of Budapest. I was buzzed in by Don and invited into the apartment.
Don was originally from the UK. A thick-set man in his mid-fifties. He led me through the dark corridors of the apartment and made small talk.
“In here is the room you want. This is where it all took place. Sorry if I’m not in the most social mood; the shoot lasted six hours and really took it out of me. But I really appreciate you cleaning up for us,” Don said with a yawn while opening the door to a stereotypical porn set.
Hardwood floors, generic modern ornaments, and a large, white leather corner couch dominated the room. It was a classic porno vibe. Everything was easy to wipe down.
As the door opened, the change in light made me grimace. The room was still floodlit with high-grade lighting. As my eyes adjusted, they began to analyze a downright beautiful sight.
Imagine, if you will, a battlefield. But instead of tanks, mud, and blood, the room was strewn with torn lingerie, used tissues, sex towels, condoms, toys, heels, and more.
And then there was the smell. A hearty blend of sweat, stale cum, fresh pee, and artificial lubrication. All of which were complemented by the unmistakable scent of raw sex. Six hours of it, in fact.
I was speechless. I felt like I had been let loose in an empty shopping mall. All of the debauched remnants of a porn shoot were mine to do what I liked with.
But at the same time, I was left overwhelmed. I just didn’t know where to start. Luckily, I had a well-experienced porn master on hand to help me.
“Look, why don’t we start from the bottom up, you nasty little slut?” Don said with a sudden change in tone while picking up a high heel from the ground and offering it to me.
Starting From The Bottom Up
I snatched the heavily-used high heel from Don as a woman possessed. Before I got to work on it, I observed this slutty footwear in all of its glory.
The heels were musty, damp, and layered with ominous streaks. Some of the stains looked like cum; others were difficult to identify.
But I didn’t care. I sucked, sniffed, and licked the heel for all I was worth, leaving a salty and musty taste on my tongue and a trail of spit and saliva all over the heels.
“Bloody hell, if only you knew where those heels had been,” Don laughed, “they’ve been in tonnes of hardcore shoots. Public toilets, DP, creampie gangbangs, you name it!”
A woman with self-respect would have been disgusted with herself. But such a woman wouldn’t be here in the first place.
Don’s words only encouraged me further as I eyed up another pair of pornstar heels discarded on the ground. Picking them up, they were wet all over.
“What about these ones?” I asked Don, out of breath from deepthroating the heel of the first pair of shoes. “What has this pair of heels seen?”
“I don’t keep track of their social life,” Don laughed, “but they were used today. They’re probably wet, right? The girl who wore them was a squirter. She lost control in an anal shot.”
I worshipped the wet heels like an addict. Imagining a Porn Goddess uncontrollably gushing the nectar of her pussy all over them as her ass was defiled sent me wild.
“Wow, the mere mention of anal sends you mad, it seems!” Don laughed as he snapped pictures of me. “I’ve got just the thing for you to clean up next!”
Polishing the Silverware
I’d noticed them when I first entered the room. Three silver-plated butt plugs with crystal bases.
They were beautiful. Well, they would have been before they were caked in a layer of lube, ass grool, and porn slime.
“We used these to keep the girls gaped for double anal,” Don explained as he admired them, “they’re custom-made. Worth a lot, actually. Get your tongue around them and get ’em polished!”
As my fingers grasped the cold metal of the first plug, I tentatively held it under my nose to absorb the musty scent of pornstar ass and spit combined with the sweet tinge of lubricant.
Then, looking Don directly in the eye, I buried it in my mouth until it was tickling the back of my throat. I sucked for all I was worth and fought back my gag reflex.
As Don pulled the plug out, my face beamed with pride. It was spotless. But I had no time to revel in my cleaning skills; I was promptly assigned two more plugs to suck clean.
Lingerie
Over the course of a six-hour shoot, the girls had gone through a series of outfit changes. Around the room, various pieces of lingerie, body stockings, and erotic clothes were discarded.
As I picked up the first, a red-colored bodystocking, I noticed that it bore the telltale ‘snail-trail’ marks of stale cum and spit from deep in the throat.
Holding it close to my nose, the strong scent of dried cum, cheap perfume, spit, and baby oil gave me goosebumps as I imagined what these items of slutty clothing had gone through.
“Here, put one on,” Don said while handing me a damp bodystocking, “and lick the others clean. I can’t remember how that one got wet. It’s either piss or squirt.”
As the cool, wet fabric wrapped itself around my depraved body, I just wanted to finger fuck myself into oblivion. But I maintained my cool as I licked the various stains off a bodystocking.
“I’m not even worthy enough to be compared to a porn whore, baby. I’m nothing more than a gutterslut. I’m a fucking bottom feeder of the porn industry who lives to suck the divine juices of Porn Gods and Goddesses off the floor!”
The taste in my mouth now felt like I’d been drinking a cocktail of raw sex. Cum is a persistent stain, but I’d managed to suck and lick off most of the remnants from the clothes.
By now, I could smell the scent of pee coming off the clothes I was wearing. But before I could think about it, I spotted another toy I could put my tongue to good use on; a pink magic wand.
“I was wondering how long it would take you to notice that!” Don laughed, “We used this one quite a bit. Even did a scene with it plugged up the ass of one of the girls. You should have seen it!”
The head of the Magic Wand was caked in coagulated pussy grool and squirt. As I admired it, I pondered how many divine Porn Goddess pussies it had touched in its lifetime.
I licked the toy like it was ice cream. With each lash of my tongue, my mouth was filled with the unmistakable taste of a woman’s pussy.
In an attempt to impress Don, I stuffed the head of the wand into my mouth and made myself gag. I didn’t want to miss any residue of superior porn pussy left on the toy.
How to Reward a Whore Who Cleans Up The Aftermath of a Porn Movie?
By now, the room was largely cleaned up. With my help, Don was able to sit back and relax as I did what he considered the shittiest part of a porn shoot: Cleaning up the aftermath.
Although the act of mopping up the set with my tongue was distracting, I still noticed the increasingly large erection bursting through Don’s pants.
“Well then, did you enjoy your little cleanup session?” Don asked me with a smile.
“I really did, Don. I want to thank you for letting me do this, it’s been a fantasy of mine for a long time, but I never expected to get the chance to live it out for real. If you want, I could repay you in kind?” I said while subconsciously rubbing my cunt and glaring in Don’s direction.
“I’d usually say no, love. But I’d be lying if I said that the display you’ve just put on didn’t turn me on. If you want to get fucked, I’m down for that,” Don said in a very matter-of-fact way.
Within seconds of me confirming that I wanted him to fuck my brains out, Don led me over to the white couch and roughly positioned me doggy style before putting on a condom.
“You don’t think I’d want to look into your eyes in missionary after watching what you’ve just done, do you?” Don grunted in my ear as he lined his cock up against my hole, “Sniff those dirty bodystockings and spread your cheeks, you disgusting little harlot!”
Don entered me with one quick thrust that took my breath away. As he pounded my meaty pussy, I squealed at the tempo of his fucking.
So this is what it’s like to be fucked by a pornstar, I thought to myself as a dirty grin spread across my face. But if I thought Don had degraded me enough, I was wrong.
“Fuck me, let’s kill two birds with one stone here! I can smell the stale cum on your breath from here, and you squeal like some trashy brothel slut. I’m gonna gag you, ok?”
Don multitasked as he fucked me, alternating my impromptu gags to ensure maximum humiliation. Used cum rags, squirt-stained panties, piss-stained lingerie. I was in heaven!
I was fucked for a good ten minutes until Don yanked his girthy cock out of me with a pussy fart to follow. He positioned me on my knees for the classic porn finish with more dirty talk.
“Ohh, you’re even nastier than a porn whore, aren’t you?” Don said through gritted teeth as he pumped his cock over my humiliated face.
“I’m not even worthy enough to be compared to a porn whore, baby. I’m nothing more than a gutterslut. I’m a fucking bottom feeder of the porn industry who lives to suck the divine juices of Porn Gods and Goddesses off the floor!” I said while glaring into Don’s eyes.
It was all I needed to say. Don groaned and unleashed ropes of hot cum across my face and tits. It was a welcome upgrade from the dry, stale spunk I’d been sucking up all evening.
I sucked his cock clean and wiped him up with a wet wipe. As soon as Don emptied his balls, he ditched me like a used cumrag and got ready to leave.
“I’ve gotta head out now. So, if you wouldn’t mind getting this place spotless for the owner, I’ll see you in an hour or so.” Don said while putting on his jacket and leaving.
Some people would be offended by Don’s change in attitude. But not me. It was just another facet of the humiliating event to turn me on further.
As soon as the door closed behind me, I was about to get to work. But when the scent of raw sex filled my nostrils once again, I decided to make the most of my time alone.
I lay on the couch where I’d just been fucked and sniffed the cheap, used lingerie like it was a drug. Placing the magic wand on my freshly-fucked slit, I achieved a shuddering climax.
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When I recovered, I cleaned the apartment and got it as if it had never been used. I wonder if the owner has any idea of what took place here, I wondered to myself as I left.
