Her breathing grew heavy as she added a second finger. She hadn’t felt this way in years, but she was getting into it fervently. Jack was snapping his camera as fast as he could, getting in as close as he could. To Jenny Lee, he wasn’t even there. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her right hand moved from holding her pussy open, to rubbing her engorged clit. The moment she put pressure on it, she exploded, her juices nearly hitting Jack’s lens.
Looking down at him, all she wanted at that moment was a cock, his cock, any cock. Luckily for Jack’s career, not to mention marriage, he had his “bag of tricks” as he called it, within arm’s reach. He handed her a medium sized, cock molded rubber dildo. Holding the base with both hands, she shoved the plastic right into her twat, letting out a lustful moan as she felt it fill her completely.
She opened her eyes, moving one hand up to her heaving tit, and looked straight at the camera. “Fuck me,” she moaned, “fuck me hard, baby….” She moaned, still looking in the camera’s eye, completely lost in lust. She would later would later wonder if this was what she’d been missing all this time…would it have always been this good?
She lifted her tit to her mouth, taking the nipple into her mouth, biting. The pain mixed with pleasure filled her body, and she came again, screaming. The cock stayed buried in her as her orgasm subsided, her body quaking. After a few moments, she slowly pulled out the rubber monster, a popping sound emanating as the air rushed to fill the gap. She looked sheepishly at Jack as she picked up her robe and walked to the changing room. He handed her two extra bills as she left.
*****
Much to her relief, Jenny Lee’s photos weren’t the huge hit she thought they might be. In her mind, she had visions of strange, disgusting men recognizing her in the street, ogling her, and much, much worse. Still, she was getting enough hits for continued work, and it only took a few months of modeling and waiting tables to afford the down payment on a crappy little apartment in the Valley. This wasn’t The Good Life, but it was ok for her.
Until her boss found out.
“Jenny Lee, please come into my office.”
She was just reporting for her shift when Raymond approached her. She was tying her apron on as she followed him. He closed the door and sat behind his desk. Without a word, he turned the monitor on his computer. There, in front of her, was her first totally nude layout.
“We have two options, as I see them, Jenny Lee. I have a huge risk factor here, keeping you on. Customers might see this, and since you used your real name and occupation, it wouldn’t be hard to put two and two together. Might be good for business, but might create some behavior problems with the rowdier set. I can’t have that, I cannot take that risk.
“Then there’s…a second option. I don’t think I need to spell that one out for you.” Raymond had been not so much like a father to her, but a fair boss. He’d seemed nice enough, trying to work with her, help her where he could. But now, the sight of this 55 year old man, balding, looking at her with a glare of lust and a hint of evil…
She ran.
******
Things started to spiral downhill from there. Her meager savings was quickly depleted, and found herself in debt to numerous credit card companies. She still posed for Jack, but the site amatuerbabes.com didn’t want as many sets as she wanted to give them. Jack had fronted her cash for so many shoots that he was convinced she was snorting, even expressing this concern. Breaking into tears, she told Jack about her job, her bills, all of it.
“Honey, I wish I could help you. You just aren’t a strong enough model to warrant any more sets than I have. As it is, I have six months worth of backlog on you — and I can’t afford to advance you any more money until these sell.”
She looked up at him, trying to be seductive, with tears streaming down her face. “What if I…did some special work for you?” Her bra strap hanging down her shoulder, her hips jutted to the side would have been possibly effective in other circumstances. She moved towards him, putting her hands on his broad chest. “I can do whatever you want, Jack…anything,” she whispered into his ear.
He grabbed her hand, and moved it down…to his left ring finger. Into her ear he whispered, “I appreciate the offer, but even if I wasn’t married, I don’t sleep with my models…”
He straightened up, and started to pack up his gear. “I don’t think you should call me anymore, Jenny Lee.”
******
Left with no other options, she hesitantly called up Mark Spitz, who promised to get her in for a shoot right away. She found herself in his office a few days later.
“Jack Baxter sent you, eh? He’s got a good eye…but I’d like to see it for myself. Show me what you’ve got.”
As nervous as she was to be disrobing for a complete stranger, she felt a rush unlike she’d ever felt with Jack. The first few times with him, she’d been nervous, scared; after all, other than boyfriends, no man had ever seen her naked before, let alone a complete stranger. Even when she started to fuck herself for Jack, that was different: he was a friend by then. But this man, she’d never seen before. However, her lust had built up over time: like an addict, the thrill had to be bigger to match her desire. Getting totally nude in a heartbeat for this man made her cunt juice up. She dropped her voice an octave, and asked, “do you like it, baby?” She had gotten good at the act of seduction, even if she’d never really applied it.
“Nice, nice…and a natural blonde, to boot!” Mark began to rub himself lightly, his cock growing erect. “First thing you need to know…I’m only sometimes the photographer. With new girls, I’m always the first. My business, I get first crack at the crack.”
Jenny looked across at him, still naked, with a half-laugh escaping. He wasn’t an unattractive man. On the contrary, he was borderline hot. Sitting, she could see he was tall, probably around 6 foot, about 200 pounds, well built but not rippling. His brown hair was cut short, a little wavy, and a nice looking goatee, which suited his face well. He stood up and walked around her, groping her tits first, then her ass. What am I, a horse? she wondered.
“Yes, yes…no sag, well proportioned…tell me princess — ”
“Jenny Lee,” she corrected.
“Jenny Lee, my apologies. Very cute name, matches the body well. So, tell me, what do you do? And I don’t mean on the outside world, sweetie.” Jenny Lee could feel his eyes all over her. Strangely, it made her wetter. She could practically feel the heat between her legs. As soon as this was over, she told herself, her battery operated boyfriend and her would have some alone time.
“Well…I’d fuck obviously…”
“Obviously.”
“I do oral…I don’t suppose I’d mind a shot in the face…maybe in my mouth too. Two guys at once would be nice, I guess.”
“Two guys…anal?”
“Ewww…” she exclaimed, not thinking. She saw the look of disappointment on Mark’s face, and quickly changed her tune. “I mean, ummm…I don’t know…I’ve never done it…it looks painful.”
Mark looked as if he was checking off a checklist in his mind. “No problem. If you want to, that’s great, no pressure…lots of actresses have lost their ass cherries on set.”
“Waitwaitwait…actress? I thought this was a web photo shoot? Mark, Jack told me –”
Mark cut her off. “When did he give you my number?”
“Umm…about 6 months ago?”
“I started doing web video last month. There’s not a lot of money in photos anymore. Which reminds me…you into girls too?”
“NO.” In truth, the idea made her excited, but the implications of doing a lesbian scene frightened her too much to think about.
“Alright, alright, just calm down babe, alright? It’s not like I’m about to throw a pussy in your mouth.” He sat down, flipping though his date book. “You can get dressed,” he said, looking. “I can set you up for a shoot on Tuesday around noon…can you be here?”
As she snapped the front clasp on her bra, she said “Can we do it now?”
******
In only two hours, Mark had assembled a cameraman, boom operator and a fluffer. He adjusted the lights himself, and instructed Jenny Lee to do her own makeup. As he was sitting in his director’s chair, getting a wet, slow blowjob from a flat-chested redhead, she walked up to him.
“Umm, Mark? Is there a script, or a costume I should be wearing?”
“Not all porno’s have all that, doll. Stop a second honey, I don’t want to cum,” he said to the redhead. She got up to have a cigarette. “A lot of the time, its just a man, a woman and a bed. That’s what this is. No time for scripts or scenes, just the basics here. I sell to a number of sites, so it doesn’t have to be all pro and shit. This isn’t Bang Bus or My Sister’s Friend, at least, not this time.” Those sites meant nothing to her, but she nodded anyway. “Although, this will only pay about a grand, give or take a hundred. Is that ok? It’s not too late to back out.” His mouth said this, but his tone suggested the next words would be but it is if you ever want to work for me.
In fact, her nerves barely came into this. A grand, she thought. That’s my back rent in one shot!
“Yeah, sure, lets go!”
******
“MARKER…JENNY LEE SCENE 1…AND ACTION!”
It started out slowly. Mark wanted to get an establishing shot of her masturbating. He stood out of the camera’s view, slowly pulling on his semi-erect cock. Jenny Lee’s eyes rolled back in her head as she laid naked, spread eagle on the bed. Her pussy was well trimmed, a nice triangle of hair over a pink set of aching lips. Her fat nipples stood proudly up from her chest, jutting forth ever so slightly. Per Mark’s instructions, she had left the bra on, with her tits pulled out over the top for effect. It made them seem bigger than they were.
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