She laid there with her legs spread out, moaning as the cock slid in and out of her pussy. With every thrust her fake tits jiggled up and down as she let out a little sigh. “Yeah, baby fuck me. The pace was speeding up and he kept plowing into her. “Baby i’m gonna cum, i’m cumming” He pulled out and with a deep groan he started shooting out thick milky ropes on her stomach and tits. She kept up the act and moved her pelvis up and down, letting out little moans as he kept covering her. When the final few drops had squirted onto her and he came down from the high of orgasm, she wiped some of the thick semen from her tits and tasted it. “Good boy” she whispered and licked her lips seductively.
CUT! Dave the director yelled.
I moved away from the steaming couple and stopped the recording. “Good fucking, now, did you get the shot of the cum that landed on her cheek as well?” Dave asked loudly to the team. “Yeah, i got it” I replied “Good man. All good with the vid?” He asked again. “I’ll inspect it further tonight, but all is good so far. The pre-fucking strip is good as well” I said. “Ok, then we’re done for tonight. Thanks for tonight everybody, tomorrow has no scenes, but Wednesday is in the hills at the mansion we talked about. Orgy shoot and party afterwards. See you all there!”
Dave was the man. A real veteran of the industry. He had been directing for almost 20 years now and was co-owner of the company. He had initially taken a chance on me after I replied to the non-descript ad on the net when I was broke and jobless. He had coached me and developed me into the pro I was today in just under a year. Not only that, but he really took care of his crew and the starlets on contract as well. Not one actor was mistreated at his studio, and that was rare to see in an industry full of vermin and abusers.
I discreetly moved as fast as I could into the closest bathroom and immediately dropped my pants. My cock was throbbing as I pulled it out of my boxers. There was no time to lose, i started jerking, imagining myself fucking the starlet today. Her blowing my cock, me sliding it inside her. Fucking her and using her as a toy until i came on her fake tits. In a few seconds of jerking i passed the edge and inhaled sharply as my half-erect cock squirted out a few drops of watery cum “God, I’m getting sore” I thought as my little orgasm settled down.
I wiped the thin sticky liquid from my head and pulled up my boxers again. Jesus, it never stops does it? I had been doing camerawork for a year now and it was almost always this. I show up, do my work with the directors. Get the shots in and then have to jerk off multiple times a day. All the other veterans said they all grew tired after a few weeks, but I can’t even go half a day without my cock throbbing so hard I can’t think straight. I had even stopped getting fully erect. I had no time to edge and savour the orgasm, i just needed to get it out of the way so i could go back to filming all the fucking going on around me.
Out in the hall, the starlet was discussing with Dave, still naked, but the cum wiped away from her. She smiled and giggled while signalling with her arms all around. She did look like a toy. Short, slim frame, big fake tits. Unnaturally orange hair. Clean shaven all over. I felt myself getting horny again just by looking at her. I imagined her body count. How many cocks she’d taken. How many men she’d pleasured. I quickly moved past her to pack down my camera bags. I could smell the sex on her as I moved past them. For a slim second, I looked down at her mound and a fantasy of entering her flashed in my mind. She noticed my quick glance and gave me a wink. My heartbeat skyrocketed as I pretended not to see it. I felt I needed to go again. I quickly packed my bags and went directly to my truck and drove home.
The small apartment was dark except for the blue light from my monitors. Today’s video played several times over in the editing software. My cock was straining against my boxers as always . The weak orgasm I had in the shower beforehand didn’t help at all. I had thought. I was ready to go again, but I was so sore and my erection actually hurt real bad. My initial edits and cleanups were perfect. I got out all the best parts of the footage. The sly smile under the blowjob part, the muted moans from the male talent, trying to hide the fact that he was struggling to keep up in some positions. The initial resistance her pussy had when he entered her for the first time. All the parts that someone else would edit away. I often spend evenings like this. Mastering my craft, but also looking on in jealousy as guys fucked these bimbos.I checked my phone for the twentieth time. No response from Mina, my tinder flirt. We did a couple of dates, but she seemed a bit distant after I had revealed what I did for a living. I liked her, but I hadn’t come far. Yes, I worked as a cameraman and worked almost exclusively with one of the major players in the porn industry, but I hadn’t told her that while I worked with sex and porn, I was still a virgin and had no sexual experience myself. I hated that fact at times. I was considered one of the best up-and coming cameramen and editors in the area, but I had never had any luck with the women. 28 years old, and not even a kiss on the cheek- My body was fairly decent, my manners were polite, i had been told my smile was pretty and despite being a grower, my cock was actually on the upper side of normal. I was a bit shy, but i could talk a lot after a beer or two. It’s just that no matter how hard I tried, girls didn’t like me as much as i liked them. I hoped that Mina was different and could maybe accept the fact that I didn’t represent the stereotype pornographer. I had planned to tell her about my inexperience on the third date, but she had simply not bothered to reply to my messages.
I threw the phone away and i decided to look up the local escort companies in the city. Maybe it was time, and that saving myself for someone special was stupid. I often entertained the fantasy of paying to pop my cherry. To just get it out of the way so i didn’t need to think about it anymore. I hadn’t taken the step yet, but nights like these almost had me call. Then also the fact that the girls I could afford were not someone I’d like to have my first time with. Or any time for that matter. I browsed and saw the notification for new escorts. Insanely hot girls, but nothing I could ever really afford for an hour or two. They were all classy women that required an expensive gift and a dinner before charging outrageously for the hours. Others were kinda off putting to say the least. I scrolled a bit before I saw her. The starlet from today’s video. I almost had a heart attack as her pretty face showed up on one of my screens. She had a few pictures, one topless and one of her with her legs spread, a small heart stencil covering her pussy. I compared the pics to the video today. It was the same girl. Same fake tits, same tattoos, same fake orange hair.
“Bea, 23 Years old. I’m a playful and kinky girl that loves to please men. I will give you a night of pleasure you can only dream of. With me you’ll never feel rushed. Let’s enjoy the time together and explore each others kinks” Price was rough, but I could pay for a few hours. I actually considered it for a second. But I thought better of it. Though the idea was nice. I decided to nibble at the hook for a bit Maybe she would appreciate being hired by someone she already has seen. I checked her preference page. “I’m open for 420, anal, threesomes, groups, cumplay and much more. I like it rough and I expect experience”
Reading the last line was a disappointment. I noticed I was completely flaccid. She was so hot, but if she wanted experienced men only there was a big chance she’d see through me right away. I got back to reality again and thought about it, she would recognize me and it would be awkward anyways. With the disappointment fresh in my head, I decided to call it a night.
I spent my free day out running and browsing tinder. It was nice to not think about work or porn for a while. I had 3 days before the next shoot and while I was sore, I had no erections or any need to masturbate during the whole day. Mina still had not responded to my messages I sent her a few days earlier. It was a shame, but what could you do? There was sure to be more fish in the sea, and besides no one likes double texters. I made sure to charge all my stuff and prepare for next week. The orgy shoot. It was 4 studios at the same time, 28 different girls and a lot of talents all doing shoots in this massive villa up in the hills. Then there was the afterparty. They said that the parties were always awesome. I had never been invited to one before now, but Dave had trusted me so much that I was part of the team now. I had agreed to stay and have a few beers. But the day before that I had promised to join my friend Mike for a few beers at a new pub he had found.
Mike was an alright guy. He was strangely empathic for being such a stereotype. He was a jock, through and through and he looked like one as well. But while he looked beefy and dumb, he was the nicest guy you could ever imagine. We had first met in college before I dropped out. We shared a room, and found common ground. I had several times walked in on him fucking some college girls and quickly evacuated. He was quite the ladies man in the dorms and often had several girls a week. While me and a slew of other nerds had fantasised about getting our dicks wet in college, Mike lived the dream. Though, I felt like he often faked it as he himself was a nerd in hiding. He had once drunkenly offered me a threesome with one of the girls he had taken home but I was too chickenshit to accept then and there. I regretted it now of course, but one could never know how it would turn out. Once I dropped out we kept in touch and met up now and then. I quite looked forward to meeting him again.
Mike was nowhere to be seen at the bar. He was probably busy checking up some girl or whatever. I sat there with my drink in hand watching the bartender work her magic. I kept stealing glances at her chest. She was good at her job as well. But even better at playing with her looks. Her push up bra was obvious and the way she moved and struck her ass out was intoxicating. I got lost for a while staring at her, pouring drinks, dancing along with the music. I contemplated going to the urinals to shoot a few ropes. The thought aroused me even more. “What the fuck is wrong with me” I thought to myself. I had been on a steady diet of 3+ orgasms every day for several weeks now and one day without one left me almost paralyzed. I was sure something was wrong with my balls, I could always count on being ready to go after a day without any jerking. I had gotten more and more risky with my staring since i had started the job with Mike. I often stared down cleavages or looked at crotches more often the last few months. The job was slowly creeping into my personal life. I wondered how girls who passed me looked naked, how well they took to the camera. How nice their pussies were and if they did anal. It aroused me to the point i often had to go relieve myself or i would go crazy. I stared down the bartender again. I thought about trying to check her up, but she would probably turn me down. And if she did want to get down, i had really no idea on how to proceed. I had never been with a woman before. I had no idea how to have sex. If it happened I wouldn’t know how to actually do the act I decided against it and ordered another drink instead. She smiled and took my order. While pouring another beer, she opened her top up a little bit and revealed more cleavage. She gave me a little wink as she handed it over. My already erect cock was leaking in my boxers. I needed to cum or i would go crazy. I decided “screw it” and headed to the bathroom. All around me there were people making out. Having a good time, drinking. I could catch a glimpse of a dude obviously fingerbanging a chick in the corner. What a fucking seedy place Mike had decided to meet me at. I entered the urinals and to my relief, there was no one there. I went to the furthest one and unzipped my pants. My cock was already at full mast and I started to furiously jerk it. I imagined myself taking the slutty bartender home, her sucking me off in the shower before we went to the bedroom. I was just on the edge, ready to relieve myself into the urinal when the door flung open. A drunk dude waltzed in, singing with his cock out. I immediately was thrown off the edge. “Fuck” i muttered as i came down from the near-orgasmic high. He picked the urinal closest to me and opened his zipper. His cock flung out and he peed everywhere. I stood there with my deflating cock in my hands, once moments away from orgasm. I realised I was leaking. He stood there, singing and swaying. “Please fucking leave, i need this so bad” i thought to myself. But he didn’t, he kept peeing and once he was done he just stood there, almost asleep. The door slammed open once again and more people streamed in. My cock had totally deflated now. I was fuming. I zipped up and left, blue balled and angry.
Mike grabbed me as I left the bathroom. “I ordered shots my man, lets gooooo” He dragged me over to the bar with the hot bartender where he had lined up 6 shots for each of us. “Hell yeah bro, lets get it on” He screamed. At this point I didn’t really care. Sure why not. A few shots and I’d try to go back to the urinals again. My balls were aching and I wanted to orgasm so bad. But with all the guys in the urinals, there was no way I could finish. One after one the shots went down. Cheap tequila. The bartender and a few girls that had hung around the bar cheered us on as we slammed the small cups. I looked over to the urinal doors again and there were still people entering and leaving. Fat chance. I planned to finish the row of shots, then go back to the apartment and blow a load. The thought excited me. Drunk orgasms were great once you got into it and could get your thing up at half mast Suddenly this blonde girl in a low cut top threw her hands around me from the front and giggled. I stared directly down into her bra. “Get them tiger” She yelled and wooed. The room started spinning as a few more shots were downed. “I told her you had a really nice cock bro. Take her home, she’s a slut!” Mike yelled over the music. I looked at the girl. She was obviously drunk, but so were i. God, I wanted to get laid so bad. With a loud slam we finished the row of shots. The bar cheered as we stood there. “I’m gonna give you a good time baby” The blonde girl said while squeezing my crotch, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Her speech was slurred, but I didn’t care one bit. “Fuck, lets go” I said. Grabbing her arm and heading for the door. My cock growing in my pants. The cool air was a nice change of pace. We left the loud pub and walked towards a taxi stop, but before we could reach it, she pulled me into a shady alleyway. “I wanna suck your cock so bad” “Fuck yeah” I said, i felt my heart beating thunderously in my chest. My first blowjob. She unzipped my pants and grabbed my boxers. I wasn’t gonna last long. A few strokes and I would squirt all over her face like a pornstar. I decided i didn’t give a fuck. I needed it. Going from 5 orgasms per day to none with a failed launch had done a number on my balls. I had seen guys cum hard when experienced starlets had worked them to orgasm with their mouths before and the thought of getting my cum sucked out of me right there and then was almost too much for me. She dragged down my boxers and my stiff cock was free in the air, ready to go. She immediately turned and puked all over the asphalt. The gargle and belch of her stomach turning inside out made me feel seriously ill and snapped me back to reality. I turned around and put my cock in my boxers again. Fucking great She sat there on her knees completely blind drunk and puking. It seemed like she was knocked out of her horny stupor too. She pulled out her phone and started texting. “Ah fuck, i gotta call Joe and have him pick me up” She started to dial a number and started talking to some guy. I looked down at her and she mouthed “it’s my boyfriend”. I decided to leave, this was too stupid. I decided to go home. I wasn’t really mad that I hadn’t closed the deal but I decided it was for the best if i didn’t get involved with some seedy girl in the alley. Especially one one the phone with her boyfriend- I passed the taxi spot, best not to be seen with that girl. On the way to the next taxistop the world started to spin violently and it all became black.
I woke up in my apartment on my couch, bucket full of puke next to me and the worst hangover in the world. Luckily when this sort of stuff happened, i entered a trance so to say. I always found my way back and I always managed to either get a bucket or clean up any mess I’ve made. I checked my phone. There was one message from Mike. “Where did you go bro? Did you leave with the blonde?” “Hell yeah” I replied. And threw the phone aside. I had never told Mike about my troubles with women, and I decided it wasn’t worth breaking the illusion. I found an old bottle of water near the couch and chugged it. My head seriously hurt as I laid there, wondering why I was the way I was and how I’d become the person I was today. I hate hangovers for a lot of reasons, but the hardest one was the fact that I was tired, sleepless and left alone with my thoughts. I felt a bit of shame, I did leave the blonde all alone in the alleyway yesterday. But i was sure she managed to get home, she was on the phone with her boyfriend so i’m sure she was ok. I shifted around, my balls hurt. I didn’t even want to cum. I just wanted to sleep. Drunk people make mistakes. It would probably be a mistake to have her blow me too honestly. Maybe she would have puked on me or been mad when I came. She would probably have been really mad and ruined the moment for me. It was different with the starlets at work. They knew how to treat a cumming cock. When the talents started shooting, they tugged or blew until there wasn’t a single drop left, they were professionals after all. However there was one studio that we shared a location with not too long ago. They were a silent bunch. It was all headed by this tall black haired lady in a suit and the whole vibe was just off. I watched on as they had chained down one talent and 2 girls in latex had dominated him, jerked him, tickled him. They had him on the edge for several minutes before they gently pushed him over the edge. Just when he was about to ejaculate, they stopped and watched him squirm in frustration as the orgasm dribbled out of his cock unstimulated. I remembered getting strangely aroused when the girls laughed at his messy leaky cock. I didn’t really care for the scene. Iit felt almost painful to watch the guy get treated like that. It was the opposite of what I loved about filming. I loved to film the orgasms. The pulses, the bated breaths, the spasms and contractions before the climax. I turned my head over and tried to get some sleep. I wasn’t in the mood. I stayed in and ordered a pizza and went to bed early. There was a shoot and some after-work drinks to look forward to. I could always go jerk off then.
The mansion was almost packed with people. Cameramen, talents, directors and starlets. I navigated the corridors of the luxurious mountain villa. Past tables of gear and refreshments. The company had 13 scenes to film and there were 3 other studios there as well that we shared the location with. I ran into the kitchen where the makeup crew often rigged up. I found Dave talking with a Tall Black haired woman in a business suit. I recognized her instantly. Dave motioned with his arms and waved me over. “I want you to meet our partners this evening. This is Elizabeth Wagner from Styx Media Entertainment. She will be sharing the locale with us today. Elizabeth, meet Christopher. Our up and coming cameraman” Elizabeth gave me her hand. “Chris, can I call you that? Truly a pleasure” She smiled wryly. As if she knew something I did not. “Pleasure is all mine, ma’am. How are you today?” “So courteous, thank you. I’m doing well. We have brought our best stars today and I’m sure we’ll all have some fun. She winked at me. “Me and Elizabeth will discuss the scenes today. You can find the first scene in the living room on the second floor. We’ll start in an hour” “All right boss, I’ll be getting on my way” I said and moved on. I left the room, but as I turned the corner I heard Elizabeth speak. “He’s cute, what a little twink you’ve got yourself Dave” “Hah, don’t even think about it Liz” I didn’t like that, but I had other matters to attend to. I walked up the stairs to the sounds of clapping and moaning. A pair were already at it somewhere.
I got my stuff rigged up and started getting this in order for the shoot.
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