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Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« on: February 03, 2021, 05:17:50 PM »
Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1
Starring: Blake Lively

Codes: MF, Cheating/Affairs, Sex Tape, Oral, Tit Fuck, Anal, Facial

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.

Special thanks to my good friend Jack. This story was written for him and he inspired me to begin this as a three part trilogy. This story is loosely connected to my series La Caza Tales and features a character from the 2nd part if you want to read that.



Los Angeles, California

Short rays of light illuminated through the pulled back curtains eating up the darkness in the bedroom during the afternoon hours. Beyond them were curtains in the color of beige, no shades covering the double door windows. The curtains blended in with the wallpaper color, sleek beneath borders of white wood. In the distance of the room, shuffling was heard from within a closet that stretched out large enough to be a mini-bedroom from across the right side of the room. inside, row after row of clothes were divided with shelves that contained foot wear, jewelry and other pieces of clothing. In the back, one row of jackets had been pulled apart from the metal bar hanging above to make way for a blonde haired woman to scan her eyes upon them piece by piece.

Blake Lively couldn't have been more satisfied with the home she lived in. Searching through so many outfits and various articles of clothing, it was easy to waste hours in her closet. The costs of success had come and gone as she had accomplished an acting career that could afford the costs of living in such exquisite luxury. At thirty-three years of age, she felt to be set up for life with a happy marriage to another big name in the film industry and now raising a family after having her kids. In social circles and through the front headlines of tabloid magazines, Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds had been described as a 'power couple'. Their relationship began over a decade ago when they met on the set of Green Lantern. Before marriage, Ryan had solidified himself with a long career ahead.

It didn't bother Blake that her husband had the greater career when it came to both of them. Their love for one another was felt strongly through years of dating before marriage and raising a family together. In social circles among Hollywood, they shared most of the same friends. Blake sometimes missed the old days before her marriage when she had more free time to spend alongside some of her closest friends in the business. The price of living such a luxurious life wasn't a problem to her. Blake felt quite comfortable sitting back in her multi-million dollar mansion, deep within a gated community in the hills and away from the preying eyes of the public and paparazzi that she felt should've been glad they could snap a few random photos of her every other month as she went about her day.

Better still, a lusting of the past had always found it's way into her mind on a bored day like this. As she dug through her closet looking at old outfits and daring to play dress up. It helped that she had this free time with her kids spending time with their grandparents near by, but Ryan had not been home in almost a month now. While he did keep in contact with her on a regular basis between working on the set of a new film, Blake still felt lonely at times. Her mind often wandered back to those old days when she used to have fun alongside an old friend she had met eight years ago on the set of another film. Such a special friend who knew the problems Blake went through in terms of needing someone for a bust of lustful energies when sitting alone, bored around the house with no one to spend time with.

Stepping out of the closet, Blake let out a sigh of frustration as she glanced around her bedroom. The bed had been properly fixed by the hired maid who was downstairs at the moment. Pondering to herself at the moment, Blake considered calling her friend Salma Hayek. The woman she considered to almost be like a godmother to her. Salma and Blake had treated themselves to lustful adventures in the past. Another married woman who knew the frustrations of sitting around the house bored and managing a marriage between long distances. Blake had first met Salma on a film set eight years ago. Some years after that, she was introduced to a special man alongside Salma who would later become her true husband. Everything about the woman was clouded in secrecy. Salma was not someone who let the public world know every little detail about her, as Blake had knew she was lucky to have become such close friends with the woman.

It had felt like hours slipping through time as Blake considered calling Salma. She didn't have a reason to fear speaking with the woman, as they had become such close friends over the years. Salma had often come over to spend time with her when Ryan was home. Other times, Blake found herself in Salma's company alongside the man who was now her husband: Winston Moss. Knowing the kind of adventures that Salma and Winston had together, Blake was tempted to make a call and see if Salma could set up something for her. Times like this, she was envious that the woman had a loyal man like that on the side, even though Winston eventually became her husband years down the line. At the bare minimum, Blake knew that Salma could hook her up with a man on the side to relieve her tensions of stress and keep it a secret under the rug with no strings attached. Finally, Blake couldn't get the thoughts of her head. She grabbed her phone from the bed and found Salma in her contact list, calling her up.

"Hello Blake?"

Salma's accent was audible from the other end of the phone. She had answered within seconds of the call. Blake greeted her back.

"Hey! How's life treating you lately?"

"I'm doing good. A little surprised you decided to call me without sending a text first, but I'm not about to complain. How's things going for you? Staying busy with being a mom?"

Blake laughed, brushing off Salma's words at first. It was true that she normally sent a text message before calling, but today was an exception.

"I'm home all alone today. My parents are busy with the young ones and Ryan is still out of town on set."

"Oh, you poor thing. I'm about to be working on a set myself, so if you're calling me to ask if I can offer you company, the answer is no."

Laughing once more at how Salma spoke back to her, Blake responded after a few seconds.

"No, no! I understand you are busy. I called you wanting to ask you for a favor, but...."

"But what?"

Biting down on her lower lip, Blake let out an audible sigh through the phone.

"I don't know how to ask you this. I guess I'll just come right out and say it."

"Go on, say it!"

"I could use some company, like having a man around here to blow off some steam with in the bedroom. I know you have Winston and I figured you might know someone in town willing to spend a day or two with me. Think you could help a girl out?"

Silence fell between the call and Blake could hear some kind of rumbling noises in the background. After a few moments, Salma replied.

"I know someone who could be useful to you, but it would come with a price."

"Well, I kinda figured this wasn't gonna be for free."

Salma chuckled.

"Oh no, it's gonna be free for you if I'm the one making a deal. I don't mind doing a favor for you, as I trust you'll pay me back in the future. Winston has a close friend who works in the adult entertainment industry."

Blake nearly gasped as her heart began to race at this revelation.

"You mean porno?"

"Yes. I might as well tell you what he is. Johnny Boy is a porn director and actor. A disgraceful man who tries to hide it, but he is useful to an extent. He is Winston's friend, not mine. But he has made himself useful to me on more than one occasion. I think he would be useful to you as well."

If there was one thing Blake had learned through her friendship with Salma, when she described a person as 'useful', that meant something of a business relationship even if it involved an affair. Blake thought to herself something of an excuse to make this happen, as the meeting would be easier.

"Tell him that I wanna make a sex tape for my husband."

"What? Seriously?"

It shouldn't have come as a surprise to her that Salma wasn't buying her words. Blake continued on, selling her on it.

"Yeah! Maybe as an anniversary gift or something. I could surprise Ryan and show him that I haven't lost a step in the bedroom."

Once again, Salma's thick accent cracked into a laugh.

"Oh no, I don't believe that. You just needed some company a few minutes ago but now you want to shoot porn? Oh, Blake... I know you're better than this. If you want some dirty fun though, I can call Johnny Boy and let him know. Besides, that burro owes me a favor. Let me take care of this for you. I'll call you back later when I get in touch with him."

"Thank you, honey. I appreciate this."

"No problem, I'm glad I can look out for you."

As soon as she hung up the phone, Blake let out a long sigh. Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? She thought to herself while exhaling her breath once more. She could've called Salma back and asked her not to go through with this, but it would be of no use. As the minutes were passing by, Blake licked her lips and could feel the excitement beginning to build up. It would be one thing setting up a date with a porn director, but a whole new ball game to actually film something with him. Once again, Blake questioned what situation she was getting herself involved in. Expecting a long wait for Salma to call her back, she left the bedroom and decided to head downstairs where her hired maid was busy cleaning the kitchen and living room.

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3 HOURS LATER

Lunch had come and gone with the afternoon hours passing by. At any moment, Blake expected a phone call from Ryan as the turn of PM hours was usually when he would make a call. When he didn't, she had not given it much thought between preparing a quick meal to share alongside her maid. When the phone finally did ring in the passing hours, Blake's heart began racing when she witnessed Salma's name and photo across the screen of her smartphone. Without hesitating to answer, she picked up the phone and tapped the screen before raising it up to her ear.

"Hello? Salma?"

"Hey there, Blake! I called Johnny Boy for you and have something set up for you."

"Wow, really?"

"Yes, he should be calling you within the next half hour he said. The man gave me his word on this and he knows better than to fuck with me."

"What did you tell him about me?"

"He has your name and I explained to him that you need company."

"You didn't tell him I wanted to film anything did you?"

"No, cause I don't believe you're serious about that."

Blake bit down on her lower lip, not wanting Salma to hear her sigh in frustration. The older woman continued to speak through the phone.

"Johnny told me he would let you pick one of his studio men to come over, or if you wanna have some fun with him instead. Make sure you tell him what you want. Don't hesitate, cause he knows his place."

"Alright, thank you again."

"No problem. One day, I'm gonna call you for a favor when the time comes. I don't think you'll turn me down after what I am doing for you."

"No, Salma. You know I wouldn't let you down."

"Good, now I have to go. Enjoy yourself, I'll call and check on you this weekend."

Clicking to hang the phone up, Blake moved it away from her ear and thought to herself. It had almost bothered her on a deep level that Salma did not believe she would commit to filming a sex tape. Though it was just a spur of the moment suggestion that she made as an excuse, Blake almost felt the need to prove it to her friend. It would be at least card she kept in her book when she finally did speak to this man. Keeping her phone in hand, Blake began to walk out of the kitchen and into the living room. She made it a few steps over the dark red carpet when her phone suddenly began to vibrate and ring. An unknown number appeared on the screen and she answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hi, am I speaking to a Miss. Lively?"

"Yes, is this Johnny? Or Johnny Boy, as I was told?"

"Johnny Boy Walker, the one and only!"

He chuckled after answering her and then continued.

"A mutual friend called in regards to you. Would you like to meet in person rather than do all of this over the phone? I find it easier to work with someone face to face."

"Yeah, I think that would be better."

Thinking to herself, Blake did not want to invite a porn star director into her house. She quickly spoke again.

"How about you text me the address for where you work? I'll meet you there."

"Alright, if that's how you wanna do this."

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1 HOUR LATER

Downtown Los Angeles sat many studios that belonged to the porn industry. Blake had never heard of any studio by the name of Demonic Jewel but it was where she found herself traveling by car. It appeared to be a typical studio building with a parking lot in the back. A red Ferrari was in a reserved parking space close up to the steps leading into the back door. She pulled up in a black Porsche, stepping out in a pair of black high heel pumps that matched a black leather skirt that went down to her knees. A white button up long sleeved shirt was tucked into her skirt with the first few buttons undone, exposing a bit of cleavage as Blake dressed to impressed. Her long golden hair was curled up into a pony tail, whipping about with each step she made.

Johnny had greeted her from the back door, standing tall with a fresh five o'clock shadow over his face and short black hair. He dressed casually in a simple black T-shirt and wearing blue jeans. Blake couldn't have expected anything more from a man of his profession, but what she did not know was that Johnny Walker had a level of prestige within the adult film industry. He greeted her with a hand shake as they walked through the door. Without expecting much, Blake was greeted to long hallways that she figured must have been behind the studio areas. As she and Johnny began to talk, she was surprised to find out that little filming was done in the studio. He explained that they used locations with homes across town and his main style of filming was through 'POV' style and broke down how that worked to Blake.

As they walked and talked through the hall, Blake passed by a number of people between turns in the halls. Johnny had reassured her that no one would say anything even if they did recognize her. Eventually they found themselves in his office which she expected to be more luxurious based on how he had carried himself throughout all of this. The room was small with a row of three metal file cabinets in the right corner; a desk filled with various paperwork and only in the back did she witness a shelf with framed photographs and a few awards. She didn't bother asking him any questions about it as Johnny stepped his way over to sit down in his large black leather seat, moving this into a business meeting type set up for both of them.

"I gotta say, it's not everyday I get a call from a bored housewife looking for some kind of action. If we were shooting a scene today, I wouldn't have a girl pretending to be one."

Blake laughed at his words as she sat down in the chair across from his desk and crossed her legs.

"I'm pretty sure i get paid more than any girls coming in here to act."

"I'll take your word on that."

Resting her hand below her chin, she smirked at him and spoke once more.

"You don't seem too surprised that you've got someone like me in your studio today."

Johnny laughed, flashing his teeth and shaking his head.

"No, I'm not. If there's anything I've learned over the years from living in this city and working around Hollywood, it's that people with fame are weird, especially women."

He threw up his hands and smirked.

"No offense!"

Blake nodded cautiously upon replying.

"None taken."

"So what can I do for you? Salma told me you were looking for a good time."

After speaking, Johnny reached over his desk and began to shuffle threw a few folders. He pulled one out from a smile pile on his desk, handing it over to her.

"This is a portfolio with most of my actors on salary. You can pick the guy you want and we'll arrange something."

"You know, I was thinking about maybe filming something."

She replied to him candidly while scanning over the front of the folder. It had a logo for the Demonic Jewel company printed in black ink. As she opened up the portfolio and began scanning over the photos of men, she laughed. Johnny had begun speaking in response to her last words.

"Oh yeah? Salma didn't mention anything about that, but if it's what you wanna do, I can arrange it."

Ignoring his words for now, Blake scanned her eyes across the pages of pictures. The men were all lined up against a measuring wall, almost as if they were taking mugshots behind a glass screen. Each page had four photos, all with various types of men. White guys, Latino, a few black men all with their own build and some with tattoos over their bodies. As she flipped the pages, one man stood out to her and caused her to turn back and look at the previous page once more. Johnny spotted this, glaring down at her as he spoke.

"See someone you like?"

A specific man Blake had found on a page had reminded her of her husband. A tall muscular built man with various dark tattoos over his chest and arms. She looked up at Johnny, gesturing at him with a smirk on her face as she pointed to the photo and handed it back to him across the desk. He took a glance down and nodded, speaking up.

"That's Shawn, new actor under contract. He's new in the business."

"What's he like?"

"Well, hard for me to say cause I've only filmed three scenes with him so far. He's the kind of guy that knows how to lead from what I have seen. He likes to be in control, but he isn't really rough."

"Well, that sounds like my kind of man if you're about to ask me."

Johnny laughed at her words. He leaned back in his chair and spoke again.

"So tell me what you want. I can call him right now and send him to your house if you're just wanting someone to fuck for the day."

Blake shook her head. It was one thing to have an affair with a man like this, but another to bring him into her that was shared with her family. She had other ideas, as he would soon learn. Johnny spoke again.

"Alright then, you want something different? I remember you said something about filming."

Slowly curling her lips into a grin, Blake thought to herself again as she slowly nodded back to his words.

"Yes. I would like a make a sex tape for my husband. A birthday present, perhaps."

Without hesitation, Johnny nodded back to Blake.

"That can be arranged for you. I can do the filming myself. I'll gonna call Shawn and arrange a meeting. It's better you get to know him first. So we are we filming this at your place or-"

Holding up her finger, Blake cut him off.

"No, I don't want this done in my home."

"Okay then. I can arrange filming this week at a rental mansion. Is that fine?"

"Yeah, that sounds good to me."

"Alright, let me call Shawn and we can prepare this."

Johnny picked up the phone and began to push in numbers as Blake sat back and watched. She could've asked herself the same question as earlier, but she was past the point of pondering over the thought of what she had involved herself with. At the last minute, she thought of a birthday present as the excuse for creating such filthy art. True to his word, Johnny arranged a meeting with his actor to take place within the hour, calling him to the studio for a personal job. To go a step further and protect her identity, Johnny did not inform the man that he would be working alongside a famed Hollywood star. Blake hoped that he wouldn't recognize her, regardless if it truly mattered. Johnny helped her out of his office, taking her into the inner studio where Shawn awaited her.

Offering a handshake and a smile, the man greeted her professionally before his boss took him aside to explain what was going on and what his job would soon be. Blake could only grin to herself, proud of the fact he did not realize who she was upon first sight. When they reunited in another room, Johnny wanted to explain to Blake how he filmed scenes with his portable camera stations and how a room would be arranged. For the time being, Shawn wanted to go over the do's and don'ts for what would be their scene. It was funny to her, going through these arrangements with a man she had barely met. Johnny recommended a bit of soft scripting for this to be a filmed scene, something that Blake agreed upon. Before the meeting was over, Blake had heard Johnny refer to her as 'Mrs. Reynolds' to his actor.
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Re: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« Reply #1 on: February 03, 2021, 05:18:14 PM »
1 DAY LATER

White satin sheets weren't enough to get rid of the rays of light poking through the glass window in rectangular shapes beyond the black small frame. The casting rays of light were powerful enough in the room to not require flicking the switch to activate the shaded glass light bulb over the high ceiling. A man stood at the edge of the window, glaring out at shades of faded brown and orange over the trees. Autumn had to come pass, but in L.A., the blazing heat remained during the day time hours. On one hand, Shawn Walsh couldn't believe he had come into a situation like this. It was completely out of the ordinary to be pulled aside and arranged for a job like this, but he had heard rumors of private tapes circulating with wealthy socialites in town. The manor in which the mansion resided was protected by a wide gate, visible from where he was peering out of the window.

The light had illuminated his sheer white button up shirt, revealing his tattooed skin and muscular build from beneath. Shawn wore a black pair of dress pants while barefooted, a decision he made hours ago upon waking up in this mansion and not wanting to get his feet sweaty. His face was unshaved, offering a rough touch with light black facial hair, matching the slick backed look he aimed for. Across the room was his boss, Johnny himself in a pair of blue jeans and a simple red shirt. Luckily for both of them, the mansion for filming had been rented out before hand and was to be used for filming after this event. Johnny and Shawn had engaged in a conversation, joking about the woman they were waiting on. Refusing to give up her true identity, Johnny had only told his actor that this was a woman of wealth and power belonging to an industry he knew of from previous dabbling.

"Look man, I've been in this town for years. I can tell you first before anyone else how weird Hollywood people are. If they've got money to burn, they find ways to do it."

"So she's from Hollywood? But who is she?"

"I can't tell you that. She paid me well not to."

Johnny offered a friendly smile back to his actor but was met with him turning his view towards the window. Shawn just wanted to get this day over with. Once he was in the same room with Blake, he would be more confident about the job at hand. Everything about this situation felt so bizarre to him, but he didn't feel as if he were in a position to complain. Not with the pay check that he would be earning, signed off from his boss in the room. From the distance in the window, he spotted what was a black car stopped at the black gates outside the mansion. It took a minute for them to slowly unwind, drawing out to create an entry way over the slick, dark paved driveway.

"Does she drive a black car? This must be her pulling in."

He could relax now, at least he considered to himself. Shawn adjusted his shirt a bit to reveal his inked chest and stepped away from the window. Johnny had already prepared a few of the cameras, sitting quietly in the room to cover multiple angles along with his portable, POV camera that would be moving about with each step that was to be made. Johnny would remain quiet, as he knew one of the slightest details when filming sex was to avoid sounds that weren't coming from one of the performers. Outside the mansion, the car made it's way through the gates before finding a parking spot in a driveway that only contained one white van and an older year black Chevrolet Monte Carlo. The way she stepped out, just in time for Shawn to catch a glimpse when he had returned to the window and taking in a view. The man licked his lips upon witnessing the blonde bombshell outside, knowing she would make her entrance inside the expansive estate now.

Outside the wind was barely a faint push that couldn't shake any of the tree branches of leaves down below on the ground. Blake took one glance around the estate. Dressed in a white jacket covering a black corset beneath, her heels stomped up to the front doors before she was led inside the grand mansion. A pair of silver Aviator style sunglasses covered her face, but soon were discarded into her purse. The sound of her heels boomed over the floor loudly as she was guided by the driver on where to go, meeting with the man and woman who were to see her as a guest of honor even if they didn't own this lavish house. They were secluded far away from the outside world, but Blake always found pleasure in such a situation away from preying eyes that weren't around to guess what may have been occurring within a home like this.

Last night Blake had been nervous about this situation, but all of those feelings washed away the minute she dressed up and got in her car. Ryan did not call her last night and she made a bold decision to leave her phone at home. The last thing she wanted was to be interfered with while enjoying herself for the day. By the time she was done, she would have to go back into her own reality of life, but that wouldn't be for another few hours at least. Her heels clacked and stomped across the glossy surface of the floor as Blake made her way upstairs, witnessing sunlight beam through an open door as she invited herself in to see Johnny standing close by. He had heard her coming and greeted her with a smile while cradling his POV camera set.

"Hey babe, nice to see you've made it."

"Thank you, Johnny. Is Shawn here too?

"Yeah, we came together. We've got everything prepared for you. Come on, he's not in this room."

Johnny had taken his shoes off, his feet grazing across the red rugs covering the hallway as Blake was taken outside the room. They walked together down the hall, Johnny's hand sliding over the wooden railing until they reached another open doorway leading to the large sunlit room where the scene had been arranged. Inside, Shawn was awaiting her and offered a smile to greet her.

"Good afternoon, Miss. Reynolds. You're looking mighty fine today."

Blake giggled at him, offering a quick handshake between the two as she replied.

"You think so? I haven't gotten any of my clothes off yet."

Her eyes scanned across his chest and then Blake slowly grinned at him. Shawn was about to reply but instead noticed the expression across her face.

"See something you like, huh?"

"Yeah, it's not often I'm in the company of a nice tatted man like you."

"Well, thanks."

He blushed, his cheeks flushing in a red hue. Shawn had stuffed his hands into his pockets, gazing back at her as if he were almost modelling before her. Giving her a nod, he spoke up again.

"I guess we should start getting ready for filming. I hope you're ready for this, Blake. If you don't mind me calling you that."

"I don't mind at all, you can call me Blake. I'm ready when you are."

Shawn laughed, glancing towards his boss and speaking to him.

"She don't like to beat around the bush, huh?"

Johnny chuckled lightly, walking over towards Blake and standing merely inches away from her. Looking at Blake, he began to speak.

"You Hollywood people are so funny. I'll never understand how any of you get ideas like this in your heads when you essentially have all the money in the world to spend it getting laid by anyone you would want. But hey, what can I say? It's a good pay day and you are a nice woman, so I better stop whining."

Turning around, Blake looked back to the other man and quirked her eyebrows. She gave him a little smirk.

"Why thank you for the compliments, but if you knew me better, maybe you would know I've got more to offer than a pretty smile."

"Ah, no offense babe. I'm just teasing you."

Johnny laughed after his reply. Blake simply brushed off his big talk about Hollywood, not offended by it. Curiosity wandered throughout her mind of what his experiences were like with Salma. This was all her doing and he seemed to know his place with that woman for a reason. Blake spoke up again, changing the subject.

"I'm ready whenever you are. I don't know how long you guys have been here, if you wanna settle in before I get naked."

"Damn, you really do like to get quick to business."

Blake flashed her perfect pearly white teeth in a full smile before she cracked up laughing. Shawn blushed again as Johnny simply nodded his head.

"What can I say? I hope a girl don't have to beg to get fucked by guys who work in porn!"

The men bust up laughing at her as she curled her lips into a smile and turned to look at Shawn. Blake teased him with a silly expression on her face, but it only made him blush once again before laughing at her. Johnny nodded at her, raising his hand as he was still laughing.

"Alright, alright. I think you got one of us with that one."

After uttering his words, Johnny walked across the room, still carrying his POV camera station that had he had been holding all this time. He wanted to take a check at one of the other cameras in the room, then mounted the POV camera onto his shoulder. He moved his lens towards Blake and then activated the power as he gazed at her lovely face. Blake took notice of the camera, stepping her way over to Johnny and placing her hands onto her hips, teasing him with a pose.

"Hey babe, mind saying hi to the camera? Or maybe you wanna say hi to your husband since this is his birthday present? It's up to you if you wanna do it, Blake."

Letting out a sigh, Blake waved at the camera and then smiled, flashing her perfect white teeth as she followed through with the request.

"Hi there, baby!"

She raised her hand and blew a kiss to the camera before revealing her teeth in a nervous grin one last time. Blake wanted to say more, but she couldn't force herself to. Johnny seemed to notice that she tensed up a bit and was nervous as Blake was now breathing in relief. The first time filming sex on camera was usually the hardest for the average actress on set. With all of his years and experience in filming pornography, he knew that kind of expression all too well. With a small amount of scripting, most of the scene would rely on improvised acting between Shawn and Blake. Knowing that she was a famed actress on the silver screen, Johnny was confident that she would pull through and flick the switch when the real filming began. There was something about this woman that gave him healthy confidence to be working with her on this day.

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1 HOUR LATER

Preparations were something that had to be done beforehand when it came to filming sexual acts. Having years of built up experience in the adult film industry was enough for Johnny to know, but Shawn was a relative newcomer next to the seasoned veteran. Blake was the outsider who would be getting her first taste of a man within the industry. Once again, she thought to herself of what situation she had involved herself in. Shawn began to think about Blake's husband and what kind of man he was to accept such a gift as a sex tape of his wife with another man. Or perhaps that story was a lie? Johnny had a point for him to consider with the strange world of Hollywood people. While Blake had an hour to get ready, Shawn didn't waste much time as he stripped out of his clothes and flexed his muscular arms. The black ink over his skin was visible with the lights, as so many tattoos covered his muscles with various designs blending together.

There were multiple camera stations in the room, one to the left side corner near the bed and another in the opposite corner across from the bed. Despite this, Johnny decided he would be using the POV camera for much of today's shooting. It was the true way of getting up close and personal in the heat of the action. He preferred POV as it offered this personalized experience for the viewer in the finished product. The room itself had both windows uncovered to allow the sunlight to brighten the view with a king size bed in the middle with wooden posts and white sheets. Over the floor was a black rug, offering a bit of comfort for when the blonde bombshell would be down on her knees pleasuring the strong tall man. Shawn stood naked in front of the bed, his large veiny cock already hardening due to the touch of his hand.

In the bathroom, Blake had stripped out of her clothes and prepared herself. She preferred to do her own makeup, knowing just what she wanted for her appearance. She felt confidence while applying the darker crimson red color of lipstick over her lips. Her long golden hair had been fixed up properly already for the day. She stripped down, revealing her naked body in front of a wall mirror as Blake wanted to get fixed up properly. Her breasts were plump, increasing a bit in size since her pregnancies. Countless hours had been spent at the gym getting her body back into a fuck-able shape for days like this. Down below, she had taken the measures to shave her pussy before today. Her pink folds on display with a fresh mound of dew. Taking off her white heels, she slipped into a pair of black ones with leather textures that she discovered within her closet. The only thing covering her body was a pair of sheer, black lace stockings covering each leg and a gold bracelet hanging loosely over her right hand.

Blake had thought to herself to apply more jewelry before stepping out, but the bracelet was good enough along with her gold wedding band over the ring finger to her right hand, just below her large engagement ring that rarely ever came off her hand. She stepped out, heels clacking across the floor's surface as she made her way out of the bathroom, walking her naked body back into the bedroom where the scene at hand was ready to be played out. Blake's large breasts jiggled, bouncing lightly with each step she made before her eyes gleamed up to witness Shawn standing naked before her. She was able to get a good look at his muscular body, decorated with ink as something of an opposite to her husband's clean body. He glanced over to Johnny, quietly notifying him that Blake was now completely prepared. Johnny reacted by handing the POV camera station over to Shawn for him to focus the lens directly onto her and begin filming.

"Well, look at you... I would say you've got the body of a MILF if you want my opinion."

"Thank you. I'll take it as a compliment!"

She turned to the side, showing him her curves and her buttocks which she placed her right hand hip down on.

"I've got an L.A. face with an Oakland booty."

Shawn laughed as Blake raised her right hand and smacked her own ass from behind to to finish her lovely description of her body. The camera was mounted over Shawn's right shoulder, activated as he was looking through the lens to get a clear shot at Blake's glowing grin.

"Are you ready, sexy woman?"

It was Shawn's voice calling out to her. Blake smiled back into the camera and nodded her head. She glanced away to look down at his uncircumcised cock dangling below.

"Look into the camera and say you're name and that you wanna be a porn star today."

As soon as her eyes shot back up at the camera, Shawn lifted his left hand and pressed the 'record' button off to the side of the black camera piece. Johnny moved to stand behind his actor near the bed so he would be out of the camera's view. Blake stepped back and gave a smirk reveling in smugness as she spoke in a low voice.

"I'm Blake Reynolds and I wanna be a porn star."

Suddenly after speaking, she glanced away from the camera and gazed down at the tattooed man's thick cock that awaited her. Blake didn't hesitate to lower herself down to her knees as he moved the camera to capture the opening moments of her reaching out and gripping his shaft with her right. She tightened her fingers around it, gazing up into the camera as she gritted her teeth and began to stroke his long shaft back and forth. Shawn took a deep breath, not letting out a moan as Blake soon shoved the head of his cock towards her lips. Whatever nervous feelings she had were completely washing over her as she parted her lips and shoved the head of his shaft into her mouth. Within seconds, she had shoved her hand down to the base of his cock and began to bob her head up and down, sucking on it.

"Ohhhhh, fuck yeah. That's it, baby. Suck that fucking cock for me."

Shawn's voice was in a whispering tone, almost to the point that Blake couldn't hear him. Her deep blue eyes gazed up into the camera lens as she pulled his cock from her mouth with a loud popping noise. Pushing her lips to the side of his length, Blake loudly slurped and slobbered her way down while gripping his shaft once more and raising her hand up to the head. She let go of it to use her tongue and lap up from the underside and raise back up. After twirling her tongue around the head, she shoved it back into her mouth and proceeded to suck on it once more. Shawn moaned as he watched her lips move down and up, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him off. Blake's smoky eyes never glancing away from the camera lens. As he didn't say anything, she continued to loudly suck and slobber onto his shaft.

Moving his hand to the back of her head, Shawn stroked through her pretty blonde locks of hair but Blake didn't seen bothered by his touch. Again and again, she sucked his cock, taking it to the back of her throat as she slowed down and moved her hand away. Shawn grunted, soon letting out an audible cry of pleasure. This sudden display of deepthroat action had made Johnny glance down, impressed by what he was witnessing from the actress. Blake pulled her lips back to the head and then went down again, shoving the head of his dick to the back of her throat as her nostrils buried into his pubes and his entire length was down her throat. It took a few seconds but she eventually gagged, choking herself on his length to the point that she had raise her lips back up and audibly release his cock from her lips.

"Fuckin' A! Better than the last woman who sucked me off."

Blake giggled at Shawn's reaction, flashing her teeth as she began to wank his cock back and forth with her hand.

"Spit on it for me, baby."

Following his request, she spit down on the head of his shaft. Johnny continued to watch closely,his eyes witnessing Blake's hand gliding up and down Shawn's wet dick with ease. The bracelets across her wrist shook and made a bit of noise but not enough to bother Blake. She shoved her hand back down to the base and pushed Shawn's rod back into her mouth. This time he placed his hand on the back of her head and proceeded to take control, prompting her move her hand away from his length. Blake reacted fine, as she halted her movements and could feel his cock thrusting into her mouth. 'Mmmmmm', she moaned muffled noises.

"Just like that, just like that... Ohhhhhh, yes."

She glanced up into the lens of the camera as Shawn spoke. Blake never gazed away with her blue eyes as she sucked inch after inch of his long pole as it thrust into her mouth. The muffled slobbering noises were louder than Shawn exhaling his breath. He began to go a little bit faster, fucking her mouth as he curled his fingertips into gripping her long locks of blonde hair. Blake began to make various slobbering noises now loudly.

"MMM-GWAK-MMM-KAH!"

Still pumping his cock into Blake's mouth, Shawn worked himself at a steady rhythm. He didn't move too fast or hard, but made sure to keep her locked in place with the grip in her hair. Slowing himself down, he pushed her head down further. Blake had no trouble whatsoever deepthroating his cock once again. Her lips met at the base before he pulled her hair back up. She pulled her lips from his rod with a loud popping sound. His cock was shiny, dripping in her saliva while a few strings dangled from her open mouth and broke off only to fall down to her busty tits below.

"You want more?"

By now it had become apparent to Shawn that he had an experienced cocksucker down on her knees before him. Blake giggled at him, parting her lips to lick the head of his shaft before replying.

"Yeah, fuck my mouth again."

Kissing the head of his cock, she spoke again.

"I wanna feel that cock ramming down the back of my throat. Mmmmmm, choke with this big, lovely cock."

If not for the POV camera station mounted downward, Blake would've witnessed the grin on Shawn's face. He gripped her hair, sliding his shaft back into her mouth and proceeding to buck his hips forward. This time, he didn't bother moving into a slow and steady rhythm. He slammed his cock to the back of her throat, listening to her instantly gag and choke on his length. He only slowed down as she gagged and then began to thrust into her mouth in a faster tempo than before.

"KAH, GWAH, GWAK, KAH, GWAK."

His ball sack began to hit against her chin with each full thrust as Blake gagged and made several slobbering sounds from her mouth. Despite this, she didn't choke badly enough as Shawn proved he had natural instincts and skill to handle her. There were no nervous tensions anymore as she felt a dripping leak flowing from her thighs down below. Whatever chance of being turned on by this filthy act had come, gone and transformed into complete lust. Shawn continued to fuck her mouth as Blake moved her hands over her breasts below, squeezing at them to feel her own erect nipples poking into her palms.

"GWAK, GWAH, GWAK, KAH, KAH, GWAK."

"Take it... take it..."

His low voice was barely heard through Blake's gagging and slobbering sounds. Excess saliva began to build up from the corners of her lips, leaking out with a string of drool from the left side of her mouth.

"GWAK, KAH, GWAK, GWAK, GAH."

Like before, Shawn shoved her head all the way down, forcing the head of his cock to the back of her throat for one final time. Blake's eyes had finally watered up, but Shawn wasn't studying her face. He watched her throat, wanting to see her clench and swell up, which he only had to wait a few seconds for. He then pulled his cock out from her lips, watching as Blake gagged on her own saliva as a flood of it poured down from her mouth, streams running down her neck and dripping to her busty tits below. Shawn moved his free hand away from her head, but not without patting her on the head like a good pet. She handled herself well, smirking up at him as she gripped his shaft and wanked it once again. As her eyes gazed up at the camera, she spoke with a request.

"You aren't gonna say no if I wanna suck on your balls next, huh?"

"Of course not!"

Blake giggled at him, lowering her mouth down to his hanging sack. Her tongue lapped over his nuts as she used her right hand to wank his cock up and down. She used her free hand to play with his balls, stuffing one into her mouth and gargling on it. Shawn eventually moved her hand away away from his cock, relieving her of efforts to wank as he began to stroke his length and Blake now used both of her hands to stuff his balls into her mouth. The gurgling and slobbering noises were so loud now as Shawn exhaled deeply and began to moan. He slowly stroked his cock until Blake pulled his balls from her mouth. She squeezed them into the palm of her left hand, massaging his wet sack and squeezing it in an attempt to make him flinch.

"Mmmmmm, nice and crunchy balls."

Pulling her lips away from his balls, Blake leaned back and moved her hands back to her breasts. She held them up, teasing him by giving her boobs a little shake and then grinning at him.

"You wanna fuck these big titties, huh?"

"Yeah, get those big MILF tits around my cock."

Every passing second was recorded through the lens of the POV camera as Blake shoved her large breasts around Shawn's thick shaft. She squeezed her tits together and thrust down to immediately be met with him bucking his hips forward to drive his cock between her breasts. Blake let out a moan as she called out to him.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah! Fuck my tits! Mmmmmm, yeah!!"

Gazing up into the lens of the camera, Blake dropped her lower lip and moaned repeatedly. She could feel every inch of that long cock pumping up and down between her breasts. Johnny stood there, as he couldn't have been more impressed at this point. While the other cameras were recording from different angles, the necessities on film were flashed through the POV camera that Shawn maintained with both hands now. He continued to buck his hips, thrusting his cock between her breasts as Blake called out to him again.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh yeah. You like fucking these tits huh!?"

He didn't reply to her in words, only with soft moans as Shawn continued to thrust. The camera picked up each following seconds into frames of Shawn's long cock pumping between her breasts. Blake finally shifted her eyes away from the camera, glancing down to watch the head of his cock poke upward which she immediately parted her lips and laped her tongue across it. Over and over with each thrust he made, she licked over the head until he finally began to slow down. That was a sign for Blake to know he was coming to a halt and it would soon be time to switch positions. Shawn came to a halt and slipped his cock from her tits while turning his head to witness Johnny who had moved over to the side. Blake glanced to see the men switching cameras but Shawn motioned with his fingers to get her attention, speaking up.

"Stand up for me."

The only words he would utter while stepping around her. Johnny had to move now, as he knew his actor was about to improvise the best he could for changing position. Blake had risen up from her knees, standing before Shawn who simply pointed to the bed. She bit down on her lower lip and climbed atop the bed, rising on all fours as she decided this would be the position she preferred. Her pussy was dripping wet. What was once a small dew of wetness had become a busted pipe, drenching her thighs in a shiny coat of liquid. His eyes glanced over her legs, an impressive build with muscular thighs and thick hips. Shawn's hand began to roam and caress over her legs as Johnny stepped his way around, capturing every passing second through his camera as he was now able to zoom out and focus on them.

"Nice ass, I quite like that."

His hand had moved down to the fabric of her stockings before rising back up. Blake glanced at him from over her right shoulder, biting down on her lower lip as she began to pump her ass back. It was funny to her that he would compliment her rump yet not touch it, yet. She giggled when he finally grazed his fingertips over her ass cheeks and gave them a nice squeeze. Shawn pulled his left hand back and brought it down for a playful spank while Johnny moved his way around with the camera. Shawn had to finally climb up onto the bed, situating himself on his knees as he got behind Blake and prepared for this doggy style position.

"Are you ready to fuck me?"

"I don't know, are you ready for it?"

Without the camera near his chest at all, Blake was able to see the smirk across his face. She bit down on her lower lip and soon felt his cock pushing between her thighs. Shawn made effort to tease her with a slight bit of foreplay at first. He rubbed his cock over her vulva lips, teasing her. Blake moaned, roaming her fingers across the sheets of the bed as she closed her eyes and moved her head to glance forward at the stack of pillows at the front of the headboard. Shawn could feel her wetness and Blake could not prevent herself from biting down on her lower lip and letting out a soft moan. If he was attempting to make her beg, she had become desperate enough in the passing seconds from his teasing.

"I want you to fuck me! Come on, I wanna feel you inside of me."

Blake moaned, soon feeling the palm of his hand striking over her ass. She cried out but soon felt his cock slowly sliding into her and then she let out a faint cry of pleasure in complete approval. The multiple cameras stationed in the room were set up to record various angles of action on the bed while Johnny quietly moved his way closer, zooming in on the action that showed Shawn's cock slowly thrusting into her went cunt. Blake had closed her eyes momentarily, soon opening them as she gasped in pleasure.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh yeah...."

When Blake cried out into pleasure, Shawn raised his left hand and brought it down over her ass again with a hard smack. Johnny's camera captured the moment of her soft firm ass cheeks wobbling slightly. Blake bit down on her lower lip, sinking her palms down into the front cover of the bed as she called out to him again.

"Fuck me! Yeah, that's it! Come on, fuck me harder!!"

This time, Shawn didn't respond to her by spanking that plump ass. Instead, he picked up the pace and began to pump his cock into her tight cunt at a faster and harder pace. Within seconds, his balls began to beat up against the undersides of her ass cheeks, all while the cameras continued to roll and record every passing second. Blake clawed her hands into the sheets, screaming to him.

"That's it, ohhhh yeah! OHHHHHHHH, FUCK!!"

The first of what would become her many screams were heard loudly and answered with Shawn bringing his hand down to spank her ass again. He continued to buck his hips, pumping his thick shaft back and forth into her pussy. Blake's fingernails clawed over the sheets in front of her as she screamed again.

"FUCK ME!! OHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH YEAH!! THAT'S IT, YEAH!!"

Johnny kept still, making sure that he did not twitch of shake his camera around as he captured this moment all in passing seconds. Shawn had placed both of his hands down onto her hips, taking her as he fucked the woman into a blissful ecstasy. Blake continued to moan as she closed her eyes, feeling her big breasts shake and wobble from underneath her.

"FUCK ME!! MAKE ME CUM FOR YOU!! YES, YESSSS, YESSSSSS!! OHHHHH, GOD!!"

Showing himself worthy of having a contract in the studio, Shawn did not stop as he complied in Blake's request. He continued to thrust his cock into her, prepared to only stop when he finally forced her into a climax. Johnny could only think to himself that it was a shame this would be the only position of them fucking on camera. He couldn't protest it aloud, but as a director he preferred to have multiple positions as it made for a better finished film. For the time being, all he could do was stand there recording the action as the sound of their bodies hitting together was audible beyond the loud moans from her screaming voice.

"FUCK!! OHHHHHHHHH, GOD! THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, OHHHHHHHHH GOD!!"

Eyes open wide, Blake gasped her breath as she could feel every inch of Shawn's cock inside of her. She soon grunted before crying out as her legs began to shake and her orgasm commenced. Shawn knew the exact moment when to stop as he came to a complete halt and began to slowly pull his cock from her cunt as the gush of her juices flooded at him. The very moment the actor had pulled his cock free, Johnny's camera lens captured the moving image of her squirting juices flooding across the bed sheets below. Blake had to slowly catch her breath and recover from her climax all while Shawn had managed to hold himself off from blowing his load.

As she was still attempting to catch up to her breath, he slid his cock down the crack of her ass and began to tease her by rubbing it back and forth. Johnny stepped closer towards Shawn, only so he could capture the flashing seconds of her perfect round rump just before the actor raised his hand and gave it yet another playful spank. Blake let out a moan as she soon felt his cock sliding up the crack of her ass, teasing her in such a way that made her bite down on her lower lip. She remembered the discussion from yesterday as she had agreed to doing anal. It was a special pleasure she had not experienced in quite some time. Biting down on her lower lip, she let out a purring moan before rolling her hips to rub his cock in the crack of her ass.

"Mmmmmm, you like this booty huh?"

"Yeah, nice bubble butt."

"Go on, I know you wanna slide up in my ass. I wasn't planning on leaving today without getting a good pounding back there."

Her words seemed a bit exaggerated, at least Johnny considered to himself. He had heard so many filthy lines delivered by porn actresses when filming, but Blake carried herself differently. Adjusting the POV camera slightly, he zoomed in to focus on the moment of Shawn's cock slowly pushing into her dark little hole. The man had pulled her ass cheeks apart from with a tough grip, sinking his fingertips down for a hard squeeze. Blake gasped as she felt the length of his shaft sliding into her ass.

"Ohhhhhhhh yeah, that's it.... Get it in there!"

Pumping her hips back, Blake didn't give him the opportunity to begin thrusting initially. Shawn stood still for a moment, watching his rod sink into her ass and grunting at the tight feeling he was experiencing within her. The cameras continued to roll, recording every passing second as she soon balled her fists, gripping the sheets of the bed and pulling at the fabric when Shawn finally began to thrust into her ass with a slow but steady rhythm.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh yeah. That's it! Fuck my ass like a whore!"

Unable to hold back her words, Blake embraced this feeling all too eagerly. It had been far too long since she experienced this frenzy of having a fat cock pumping through her dark little hole. She bit down on her lower lip before gritting her teeth, letting out a grunt and then screaming to him.

"That's it, THAT'S IT!! COME ON, POUND MY ASS! POUND ME WITH THAT COCK!!"

Gripping the bed sheets, Blake pulled at them again as Shawn picked up speed, ramming his cock in and out of her plump booty at a steady pace. She groaned, screaming in pleasure as he reared his right hand back to give her a hard smack to the ass, watching her firm cheeks bounce and shake lightly as their bodies hit together with each full thrust. As Johnny stood there and filmed, he could not help but think to himself once again how disappointed he was to only have one position between the two of them like this. Shawn continued to pump his cock into Blake's ass, listening to her pant, scream and cry out until he began to slow down. With one final full thrust into her ass, he groaned and yelled.

"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck!"

Taking a deep breath, Shawn pulled his cock out of her ass, alerting Blake as she glanced beyond her right shoulder. Johnny knew his actor all too well, as the man had little time to go before he blew his load. The final position would have to occur with a touch of improvisation within the heat of this moment. He was still on his knees on the bed and didn't stand up. Blake pushed herself up, crawling around to face Johnny and quickly gripping his shaft. The man didn't have to order her, for this woman knew exactly what she wanted and was about to work him to finish. With her fingers wrapped around his cock, Blake went from ass to mouth the minute she pushed the head of his cock into her lips. Shawn turned to glance over at Johnny who was handing him back the portable POV camera.

"That's it, suck it again! Mmmmmmm, there you go!"

Blake's blue hues glanced up into the camera as Shawn adjusted it, capturing the passing seconds as she began to slowly bob her head up and down his cock once again. He called out to her, moaning and now was taking heavy breathes as she worked her lips up and down his cock. Blake glanced away from the camera, giving him ample time to make a slight adjustment as she closed her eyes. She stroked his cock from the base up, working in a perfect sync of her lips pushing down over his meat pole. Pulling her lips back to the head, Blake released his cock with a popping noise only so she could spit on it and then gaze up into the camera while licking the head.

"You like sucking that cock, baby?"

Shawn's words caught her by surprise. She didn't expect him to talk dirty with her, now after all of this time. Blake smirked, lapping her tongue over the head again as she wanked that cock up and down.

"Mmmmm, I can't get enough of this cock. You like how I suck it with my whore-mouth huh? Am I dirty little whore?"

Giggling at him, she continued to stroke his cock and then pushed it back into her mouth. Blake had begun to suck his dick once more, not even giving Shawn the opportunity to answer her back.

"Yeah, you're a nasty fucking whore alright."

He finally responded between the slurping and slobbering noises that Blake's mouth generated. She moved her hand away from his cock, using both of her hands to gently touch up his legs while bobbing her lips up and down. 'Mmm, mmmm, mmm', she moaned muffled noises, eyes closed momentarily as she devoured inch after inch of his long thick pole. Shawn took a deep breath, allowing her to suck him like this as he knew he was drawing closer to his orgasm. Johnny had to make a quick decision for what would be the 'money shot' to end this filming session. He quietly stepped over to one of the mounted cameras in the corner and grabbed it, moving a bit closer as he was on the left side of the bed and prepared to quickly capture this moment from a different angle.

Blake pulled her lips off his cock with a popping sound and began to stroke it back and forth with her fingers tightening around it. Her hand easily glided over his wet shaft as Shawn took deep breathes and witnessed her eyes gazing into the lens of his POV camera. While wanking his cock back and forth, she gritted her teeth, glaring at him with the look of a hungry whore. Blake broke the expression, sliding her tongue out of her mouth and then tapping the head of his cock over it. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sound of his cock beating up against her tongue was heard loud and clear. She squeezed her lips around the shaft and began to suck it once more. Blake was well aware how close this man was to finally blowing his load for her and she felt that she had worked hard enough for what would hopefully be a flood of his sticky seed.

"Ohhhhh, man! Ohhhhh, fuck yes! Yes, yes! Suck me off!!"

His hand reached down for her hair, a subtle hint as Blake knew she only had seconds to go before the impending splash that was coming. She took one last effort to shove her lips all the way down, a final display of her deepthroat skills recorded on two cameras near by. Shawn gripped her hair and then Blake pulled her lips back to the head and made an audible popping sound as she released his cock from her lips. He went to grab his rod but she managed to beat him by a few seconds, squeezing her right hand fingers around his dick and beginning to stroke it while aiming his pole directly at her face.

"Are you gonna cum for me!?"

"Yes, yes!! Ohhhhhh, fuck! Make me cum, baby! Make me cum!"

Wanking his cock up and down, Blake parted her lips, stuck her tongue out and teased him with a clear 'ahhh!'.

"Cum all over my face! Make me look like a nasty whore!"

She closed her eyes, still pumping his cock back and forth with her gripping hand. Shawn was at her mercy and Blake refused to let him take control here as the cameras were pointed directly at her. As she parted her lips and hung her tongue out, she soon heard his voice panting and then a string of grunts.

"OHHHH, OHHHHHHH FUCK!!"

Sliding her hand down to the base of his cock, it finally exploded as the first spurt of cum misfired and shot above her forehead. Shawn didn't panic as she opened her eyes and then next wad of cum landed onto her right cheek. With Blake still wanking his cock, she called out to him.

"Ohhhhh yes, that's it! Mmmmm, cum all over my face!"

Another spurt of cum fired off, hitting her nose with a drop edging onto her forehead. More strings of cum went flying out of his cock, covering her right cheek and streaming down her neck. Shawn panted, catching his breath as he now used both hands to hold his POV camera, capturing every moment of this as Blake finished forcing the last drops of cum from his cock and over her skin. The warm sticky substance decorating her face had made her mouth. She opened her mouth, still gazing into the camera as she began to lick over the head of his cock.



Johnny shook his head, a little disappointed in the money shot. Shawn wasn't known for having explosive cum-shots to finish films, but that didn't matter to him. All that he cared about was Blake's satisfaction.

"Oh my god... Ohhhhh fucking yes."

As Shawn groaned and spoke in an exhausted tone, Blake twirled her tongue around the head of his shaft, pushing it into her mouth and popping it out for a goodbye kiss. Blake had forgotten entirely about the script of this video recording, no longer caring about the excuse of a 'birthday present' for her husband. This pleasure for herself was too good. With no more words spoken, she lay over the bed, scooping the cum from her face and feeding it into her mouth as she sucked her fingertips clean. Johnny shut his camera off and that was when Shawn knew to stop and at long last, turn off his POV camera. With the scene finished, a long sigh was heard from Shawn's voice. Once he sat down the camera, he was able to finally stretch his arm out as Blake got up from the bed and stomped her heels down over the floor.

"Hey!"

Johnny spoke to her, offering a thumbs up and a smirk on his face.

"You did great, I'm quite impressed. I'll have to edit this in the next few days to make it into a finished video."

Blake nodded at Johnny before replying.

"Yeah, that sounds great."

"Well, did you have fun Blake?"

Looking back at him, she gave him a chuckle and smugly replied.

"Fuck yeah I did! I haven't done anything this dirty since before I got married."

Johnny laughed.

"Think your husband Ryan is gonna enjoy watching it?"

Looking back at him dumbfounded, Blake suddenly snapped back into reality as she remembered her husband. She had nearly forgotten the excuse of this as a birthday present for him.

"Yeah! I know he's gonna love it, don't worry about a thing."

Turning her face from Johnny, she stomped off to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Blake took a deep breath and then released as second thoughts had come crawling into the front of her mind. With no need to ask herself what she had gotten herself involved in, now she had to consider what was to come next. This was her dirty little secret and no one else, except for the men involved and Salma. While washing her face and preparing for a quick shower, she began to think of when she would hear from Salma again. Meanwhile back in the room, Shawn had moved to the corner and began dressing himself while Johnny was busy tending to the cameras in the room. As the man buttoned up his shirt over his muscular inked chest, he began to realize something from the name she spoke of.

"Ryan... that's her husband's name, huh?"

"Yeah..."

Johnny replied with his back turned, raising a camera from the tripod station when Shawn pieced the puzzle together in his head. There was a reason why that name sounded so familiar after he had been introduced to her as 'Mrs. Reynolds' yesterday.

"Oh shit, I just shot a scene with Ryan Reynolds wife? Tell me I'm just imagining that."

Coming to a stop from what he was doing, Johnny glared back at his actor and raised his right hand finger to his mouth, gesturing at him.

"Shhhh! You need to keep your mouth shut about this. Remember what I told you about Hollywood people. She paid you well for this, so don't fuck it up by running your mouth about what we did today."


TO BE CONTINUED
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Jack

Re: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« Reply #2 on: February 06, 2021, 03:50:32 AM »
Thank you for this amazing start to this journey!
Really glad how it turned out with all those little details and also how it connects to La Caza.
Cant wait to see where you are going with this storyline.
Still happy I made you a Blake fan. An accomplishment I am really proud of  8)
Thank you again for this great honor!
 
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flawed_existence

Re: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« Reply #3 on: February 06, 2021, 11:58:16 AM »
Damn, that was hot. I like the idea of a celeb filming porn but won't bring it into her house. That's a small detail but totally works and is believable.

Does this mean Blake will show up in La Caza Tales when you continue that series?
 
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diamond_luv

Re: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« Reply #4 on: February 09, 2021, 01:56:07 PM »
Omg, where did you come up with the title for this? Hilarious. You deserve kudos alone for the title, it made me laugh.

Some things I liked -
The little details about how Blake will not bring porn stars into her house. That is believable and helps make this story realistic with the theme of 'celebrity shooting porn'.

The slow build up and then revelation of her name at the end. That was well done and leaves me wondering if Shawn is coming back in the next chapter (I would hope so?).

Salma's involvement and connecting to your other series. This leaves me hoping there's some bridge to gap between the stories and they both show up in each other's stories respectfully.

Can't wait to see what more you write here. After what hell you've been through in the past few years, you seem to really be happy again writing. It's amazing to see.
« Last Edit: February 09, 2021, 01:58:41 PM by diamond_luv »
 
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Cadeauxxx

Re: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« Reply #5 on: February 09, 2021, 04:46:05 PM »
Thanks for the kind words everyone, really appreciate it.

Thank you for this amazing start to this journey!
Really glad how it turned out with all those little details and also how it connects to La Caza.
Cant wait to see where you are going with this storyline.
Still happy I made you a Blake fan. An accomplishment I am really proud of  8)
Thank you again for this great honor!

Huge thanks, I greatly appreciate it. This story was for you after all.

Omg, where did you come up with the title for this? Hilarious. You deserve kudos alone for the title, it made me laugh.

Some things I liked -
The little details about how Blake will not bring porn stars into her house. That is believable and helps make this story realistic with the theme of 'celebrity shooting porn'.

The slow build up and then revelation of her name at the end. That was well done and leaves me wondering if Shawn is coming back in the next chapter (I would hope so?).

Salma's involvement and connecting to your other series. This leaves me hoping there's some bridge to gap between the stories and they both show up in each other's stories respectfully.

Can't wait to see what more you write here. After what hell you've been through in the past few years, you seem to really be happy again writing. It's amazing to see.

Thanks, you know I am very picky about my little details  :))

To answer your last part, thanks again! I haven't felt this confident in a few years. Really looking forward to posting more stories to make this year better than the last.
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Re: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 1 (Blake Lively)
« Reply #6 on: February 23, 2021, 12:25:44 PM »
Fucking epic !! Ohh la la Blake, that perfect dream star for this Chapter # 1 is Dantesque Cade. Superb story, very well written and detailed as usual. The beginning and the end are incredible, this celebrity is really worth it I tell you ...
We love Hollywood lol. Loved the face fuck and breast fuck part a lot, a real treat for everyone! Certainly that I will quickly reread it very soon ... Thank you!!
 

 

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