Now, growing up you would've never thought this would be your adult life; fucking on camera without a care, living the luxurious life in your dream city with your dream cars and being a well respected member of the adult film industry even though you were, well an amateur, with less than a years experience, you still defied the odds and made it. Which of course was very encouraging for the people that were currently finding themselves in the exact same position you were in just a few months ago.
The first time you had a shoot and showed this crazy, kinky side of you on a camera, infront of all types of people from the technicians to the photographers, you knew in that exact moment that there was no going back. No going back at all. This was your life now. As exhausting as it might be, you enjoyed it a lot. So you gave it your all, taking up any chance you could to make explicit films with different men and women in different locations so you could build your name and show that you were serious.
And obviously as expected all the dedication payed off, and now you were getting noticed by the very well known pornstars, the ones that everyone knew about and not going to lie, you definitely found it a bit scary and nerve wrecking.
"Hey, y/n are you listening?" Your manager spoke eyebrow raised, breaking you free from your thoughts with a click of his fingers infront of your face. You totally forgot you were in a meeting and like typical y/n, your mind drifted off, thinking about how far you had come and how life changed as quick as it did.
"Oh yeah, sorry. What were you saying again?" You cough, shaking your head and sitting up properly. You divert your attention to your manager, indicating that you were finally listening to whatever bullshit he had to say, like mentioned before, this industry could be exhausting and currently all you wanted to do was wrap things up and head home for the day.
"I asked, how do you feel about older men?" Your manager, Nick, asked repeating the question that you had missed.
"I'm sure they love her. Can imagine grandads jizzing to y/ns videos" your assistant spoke making you laugh and for Nick to roll his eyes.
"Not that old Nancy anyways, sweetie please can you answer. I might just fall asleep"
"I mean, they're alright I guess. Why are you even asking me this again?" You shrug your shoulders and lean back into the hard chair you were seated in making Nick sigh from your antics.
Nick was a fun guy and helped you A LOT when it came to building your name. He was with you through it all and as much as you loved the guy, God he could be an annoying ass sometimes.
"Well, someone's requested a session with you. He's much older than anyone you've been with so I just wanted your opinion before we go through with it." Nick explained, searching something up on his laptop
"Ok, I'll think about it. Who is it anyways?" You ask, curiosity getting the best of you. Leaning forward again a gasp leaves your mouth once Nick turns his laptop to face you and low and behold there's a picture of Harry freaking Styles on the screen.
Harry was one of the most well known pornstars out there, he actually cared about the women he fucked. Making sure they actually orgasm or squirt and not fake it by drinking loads of water before the shoot so they can "squirt" when in actuality it was just piss. Yes that happens, the porn industry was wild and most things were fake. It wasn't really like that in amateur porn though, was more so in the actual professional ones. But you definitely did have your moments in which you had to fake an orgasm.
"B-but he's a professional! Why's he requested for me?" You stutter, looking at your manager and assistant frantically. Going crazy at the thought of fucking the Harry Styles. That was basically every persons goal in this industry and you didn't even have to do anything in particular to have him calling for you.
