𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 ❦
Upon making the abrupt decision to enter the porn industry, Evelyn learns new pleasure never before felt after meeting CEO, Blaine Stonewood.
# 7 sex scenes
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Money comes down to a lot of things in life. Where you can go, how long you can go for, what and where you can eat.
Growing up, my family never had much. Most of the time we didn't have electricity because my dad is on disability from a work incident years ago.
I've always strived to help my parents, even now in my adult years.
Even now, as I stand in front of the producers for a porn industry.
"Ah, yes, Ms. Taylor," He smiled brightly down at me, snapping his fingers only for a glass of water to appear out of what seemed to be nowhere, but realistically it was a woman dressed in barely anything, hanging off his arm and staring up at the older man dreamily. "The one who wanted to keep her face hidden, well, we can only do so much but we will try," I was kind of taken aback by his tone. They can only do so much? That's reassuring.
I gulped but held my nervous smile as he passed me a piece of paper. "Each week you will be given a script. Most of the time you will work with the cameraman, other times maybe just another star. Are you wanting to start today?" I nodded. "Well, I suggest you hurry and memorize that." I looked down at the small packet, the script wasn't long, it seemed to get right to the point for the most part. "The key is to just relax, if you're tense, it'll look awkward. Everything will rely on your consent, you and your partner will develop a safeword and once that safeword is used, everything will stop. Got it?"
"I-I guess-"
"Great!" He turned on his heel with the woman and ventured off into a nearby office, slamming the door shut. I blinked a few times, standing there like an idiot but finally moved my feet and walked over to a chair nearby and opened up the packet.
The script pretty much went by a usual step-sister role, which seemed pretty easy. But I was still nervous I wouldn't do good. I was nervous it would be weird. I haven't done anything like this before - of course, I wasn't a virgin but still. Although this wasn't real sex, and there wouldn't be any real penetration, I think I still have every right to be nervous.
I think you're overthinking again.
I sighed and laid my head in my hands, eyebrows furrowing. Maybe I shouldn't do this. Maybe it's just a step too far. And if my face got out there? My parents, the college, my friends, all of them would see it. My parents would be extremely disappointed in my choice of actions.
I read through the script a few times, before finally standing up and turning down a long hallway filled with multiple soundproof doors. I remember my door, seeing as how the last time I was here a woman gave me a quick tour, and thankfully I remembered the majority.
It was a pink door with my name on it that I came up to, and upon seeing it I saw it to be cracked.
A man stood inside, working on some camera equipment but when I entered he turned his head and gave me a bright smile.
"Evelyn?" I nodded, smiling back and shaking the hand he held out. "I heard this is your first video. Nervous?"
I gave a small chuckle, "Very,"
"Don't worry, when you get in there it'll pass. Just act natural,"
"I can act as natural as I can shooting porn," I gave a nervous laugh, rubbing up and down my arm and seeing his smirk.
"I guess that's true. But I promise I'll try to make you as comfortable as possible." He smiled once more, then turned back to his camera and tripod.
I slipped in behind him, seeing the numerous racks of clothes around us, all varying in colors of pink, white, and baby blue. There were tubs for different sex stories of all shapes and sizes, chokers, collars, and leashes, pretty much an entire sex store in one small room.
"You can dress how you like with these, once your done go through this door and we'll get started," He patted my shoulder and walked through the white door where I got a glimpse of a big bed inside, stripped of its duvet and nothing but a sheet on it.
I sucked in a deep breath, going through some of the clothes until finally just picking a white halter top and a mini skirt, neither with panties or a bra as per my script.
When I walked into the room, I was blinded by the bright lights all around me. I saw the man by the bed, slipping on a vest with a tripod on it and motioning me over. "You know the script, right? We can always take multiple takes if not."
"Y-Yeah I read over it before I came in here." He nodded, and slowly, hesitantly, I climbed up on the bed and laid down on it,p. I could feel my hands and legs shaking as he got up on his knees in front of me. I took a deep breath, watching as he gestured with his fingers to countdown.
Three...two...one.
He flipped the switch and his hands wandered my body, following our script for the next half hour.
His hands wandered up my inner thighs, going to my core where he gently caressed the lips and moved my skirt up.
I gasped, spreading my legs farther and feeling his gentle dip between the labia, searching for my clit and rubbing, even though missing which made me slightly uncomfortable. But I proceeded to moan and squirm as the script told me to do.
It was minimal sexual touching. He didn't actually fuck me. When it came to the part he was supposed to, another man came in and pulled my legs under him, back and forth to reenact it. I was thankful for it, but my full core was on display for the whole world to see which had my whole face lit to a flame.
