I always enjoyed sex. From the moment I first felt a cock inside me, I knew this was what I wanted. However, I never really took the path of a porn star. Rather just enjoying sex with random guys when the opportunity presented it's self. As a Queen of Spades, living around a large black population, the opportunity presented it's self fairly frequently and of course, as a QoS, I can not turn down those advances. I just love to be roughly used by a gang of nameless big black bulls down some dirty alley. However, my sister, when she turned 18, had the opportunity to work in the adult film industry and she jumped at the chance. My curiosity took the better of me and I just had to find out what the deal was. My sister explained just how much fun she was having and suggested I come along to a shoot to check it out. I did just that and I'll admit, watching her get fucked on camera was a huge turn on, she really was enjoying herself thoroughly. She was having the time of her life. After the shoot, I was approached by the director, asking if I was working in the industry. I explained that I was not. I was a lawyer and I explained that I doubt the two careers would work well together. He laughed and said if ever I changed my mind to give him a call and gave me his card.
I kept telling myself that I couldn't possibly be a porn star if I was a lawyer. The random sexual encounters I enjoyed wouldn't affect my career but should my sexual exploits ever be recorded and plastered all over the internet, then my promising career could well be over and I studied so hard for it. However, I thought more and more on the subject, I imagined cameras rolling while I enjoyed my random encounters and kept remembering the scene when I visited my sister for her shoot. After a particular good encounter with a very well hung black guy, I was laid in bed that night with a glass of wine, my favourite dildo and I kept looking over at the director's card. I decided to call, it couldn't hurt to just talk. We spoke for a while that night, discussing my sexual history, my fantasies and my turn ons. We talked about what being a porn star entailed, the idea of being fucked on film turning me on more and more. He said I should come in for a single shoot, to see if it was for me. In my tipsy state, I agreed. We set a date and that was that. The date drew near and I got more and more excited. My mind wandered from my work while I was sat in my office and finally the day arrived. I received a text to tell me where I should go. I arrived on set with excitement. I was introduced to everyone. If I hadn't visited a set before, I would of been surprised at the number of people involved. The scene went ahead and the rest is history. Right now I balance my two careers as well as my extra nocturnal activities and I am having the time of my life but should being a porn star become a problem for my legal career, right now, I know what path I would take if I had to make that decision and it wouldn't be the one where I spend days in a stuffy courtroom!
I work for many different directors and am always finding new ones. I am a proper exhibitionist, I just love to be exposed in public, having sex in public places is a huge thrill of mine, so when I turn up on set and see the number of people who will be watching, from the director, camera men, sound and lighting guys, to the riggers, just gets me heated up to get started. More often than not, I have never met the male talent I will be working with and seeing them for the first time, knowing in a very short space of time, this well hung stranger will be fucking me in front of the cameras really hits my stranger fetish so hard. I have gotten confident in my work enough to insist that there are no introductions. So, generally, apart from the director, I have no idea who I am working with. I don't want to know the name of the guy fucking me so perfectly , while a bunch of strangers watch and film me. It is even better when I am contracted for a gangbang, where there are a bunch of strange men all waiting their turn on me.
Then there are the cameras. Sometimes multiple cameras, pointed at my most intimate regions, whirring and flashing that little red light as they film a huge fat cock pumping deep inside my smooth tight pussy, recording that imagine forever while another records my facial expression as I stare directly down the lens as it records my reaction to such a wonderful cock being slammed into me. I can often see my reflection in the lens as I moan and cry out with erotic pleasure. They record every last beautiful second of the scene, my body shuddering climaxes and even the splattering of thick creamy cum as it either splatters my face, fills my mouth or glazes my heaving tits or even dribbles from my pussy lips on the shoots I am required to take a nice thick cream pie. I know actors are told to ignore the cameras but I do the opposite. I like to be hyper aware that they are there, capturing every second of the hot action as I act like the cock hungry slut I know I am.
The director sits in his chair or wanders the set, barking orders on how he would like to see me fucked, directing the cameras to dive deep into the action. His lewd instructions on how he wants to see me used, turn me on "Flip her over, fuck her doggy style!" makes me feel like a toy, a sex toy to be played with and directed. I enjoy some objectification and having a director demand actions, positions or camera angles really makes me feel like a product, an object for use in his smutty films. "Put your hands around her throat and fuck her hard!" My god, I could almost cum as soon as he barks such demands. I turn up on set and the director tells me roughly what he wants from me, his casual attitude about how I am the be used for his picture makes me understand I am just another girl on his set, under his command, it's such a thrill.
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