Disclaimer: This is a fictional erotic tale. It never happened and will not happen and it does not accurately reflect the celebrities, pornstars or any places depicted or referenced within.
Celebrity: Toccara Jones
Codes: MF, Oral, Sex, Titwank, Handjob, Facial.
The Ribald Tales of Big Norks Productions: Chapter Three.
Clive and Lee sat and listened as the vivacious, energetic American woman across from them, spoke with a passion and energy that seemed to fill the room. Neither of them could get a word in edgeways. Not that it mattered, as she looked so stunning that the two lads were happy to just ogle her. Her chocolate-coloured skin, dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, and jaw-dropping figure fit her bubbly personality to a tee. She looked at least 10 years younger than her 43 years as well. As she talked, she gesticulated wildly, her whole body moving as she made her points. Yes, she was a bundle of energy, alright.
Her name was Toccara Jones. She was an American model and sometimes actress, and she had the kind of energy that could make the sun feel lazy. She was a force of nature, a whirlwind of creativity and ambition, and she was absolutely perfect for Big Norks Productions. When she finally paused from talking, Clive leaned forward.
"I really love your passion, Toccara." he enthused. "But I've got to ask the question. Why porn? I mean, you don't have an OnlyFans set up, and you don't do nude photos. It seems like a big leap, love. Not that I'm complaining mind, as you'd be perfect for us."
Toccara leaned back in her chair, her large breasts pushing against the fabric of her tight top, a knowing smile playing across her full lips.
"The question is not why, but why not, Clive?" she replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I've always had a wild side, and I think it's about time I let it out to play. Besides, I'm gonna be launching an OnlyFans soon, and what better way to start then by making content with y'all?"
Lee couldn't help but chuckle at her cheeky response. "Well, it seems like a no-brainer when you put it that way."
Toccara winked. "Exactly. Plus, I've heard that y'all are about pushing boundaries and creating art, not just smut. That's what I'm all about."
Clive nodded thoughtfully. "You're right, we are. We're looking for performers who can bring something special to the table, who aren't just in it for the money."
"Well, I ain't just about the art now, Clive. I do have mouths to feed at home." Toccara grinned. "But I do want to make sure that if I'm gonna be doing this, I'm doing it with the best. And I've heard nothing but good things about Big Norks Productions."
Lee leaned in, his gaze intense. "And what exactly have you heard, Toccara?"
"Oh, you know," she said with a wink. "That you two are the cream of the crop. You treat your performers with respect, and you create content that's hot as hell but still feels... I don't know, classy? Like it's more than just people banging each other."
Clive and Lee exchanged a proud look. They had worked hard to cultivate that reputation, and it was clear that their efforts were paying off.
"Well, Toccara," Clive began, "we can't guarantee that every scene will be a masterpiece, but we can promise that we'll always strive to make sure you're comfortable and that the content is something you can be proud of."
"And speaking of comfort," Lee added, "we've got a top-notch team for makeup, wardrobe, and everything else. You'll be pampered like a queen."
Toccara's smile grew wider. "Now that's what I'm talking about! I've always believed that if you're going to do something, you might as well do it right. So, tell me, what kind of scenes are we looking at here?"
"Well, that's down to you, Toccara." Clive answered, leaning back in his chair. "We're all about pushing boundaries and creating content that's both artistic and arousing. But, we'll only do scenes and content that our performers are comfortable with. So, is there anything you wouldn't do on camera. Sexually speaking, I mean."
Toccara tapped her chin, pretending to think hard about it. "Well, I've got to say, I'm pretty open to most things. But, I draw the line at anal. That's just not my cup of tea, as you Brits would say."
"So you are ok with having intercourse on camera then?" Clive asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Oh, honey, that's why I'm here," Toccara said with a laugh, her voice dripping with confidence. "But if it's gotta be done, it's gotta be done right. I'm not about that painful, fake moaning bullshit. If I'm gonna get fucked, it's gonna be good for both me and the audience."
Lee nodded, scribbling some notes on his pad. "We appreciate that. Our viewers can tell the difference between authentic passion and forced performances."
"So we do have a scene in mind for you, Toccara. And given you've been in some movies and TV shows, it may be right up your alley," Clive leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You'll star as a woman that comes to Prague to stay with a friend, only for the friend to no-show and leave you high and dry without any place to stay, and you don't have the money for a hotel. You'll meet a guy on the street that owns a building and offers to let you stay there. When he shows you the room, the two of you negotiate a no-fee if you have sex with his friend. What do you think?
Her eyes widened with surprise, but she didn't miss a beat. "Oh, you're naughty, aren't you, Clive?" she said with a laugh. "But you know what? That sounds like a blast. I'm down for it. Who's the co-star?"
"The co-star is a young English lad, he's about 25 years old. His name is Harry, and he's pretty new in the business, but we reckon he'll be a big star in the future. Here's a picture of him." Clive reached into his desk, and pulled out a picture of a tall, good looking young man with black hair and blue eyes, and handed it across to Toccara.
Toccara took the picture and studied it for a moment before looking back up at Clive with a grin. "Well, he's certainly got the looks for it," she said, her voice dripping with interest. "But does he have the...skills?"
"Oh, don't you worry about Harry," Lee said with a wink. "He's got a bit of a reputation for being quite the stud. And if he doesn't, he'll learn fast with you as his teacher."
Toccara's grin grew even wider. "Well, I do enjoy helping a young man find his way," she purred, her eyes lingering on the picture of Harry. "Alright, I'm in. Let's make some magic happen."
When she had left, the Clive and Lee reconvened in the office.
"She's a bit of a live wire, ain't she." Lee grinned, watching out the window as Toccara's tall curvy figure sashayed out of the building.
"Indeed, just what we need really. She's got the personality to shine on camera." Clive chuckled. "And she's got the looks to match. I can already see her drawing in the viewers."
"We've got to make sure Harry is ready for this though," Lee said, a hint of concern in his voice. "He's got the looks, but we can't have him flopping out there. In more ways than one. Think he can handle her?"
"Ah, she'll probably destroy him, Lee." Clive cackled, slapping his hand down on the desk. "But that's half the fun, isn't it? Besides, we owe Big Dave, since he'll be the one funding this."
*******
Big Dave Carson had arrived unannounced at the offices of Big Nork Productions several weeks previously. A taciturn man in his sixties, that looked like he'd been carved from granite, he was a former East-End Gangster that had gone legit. Well, as legit as he could. He owned everything from strip clubs, bookies, pubs, restaurants, construction companies, you name it. And he'd invested all around Europe. He spent most of his time in Spain, but when he came to town, he liked checking in on his investments. He owned the Massive Tits Strip Club in Prague, and so this was the main reason why he was in the city. But there was another reason, and that was to see Clive and Lee. He had a nephew called Harry, who wanted in on the porn game.
"You're sure this is what you want, Harry?" Big Dave had asked his nephew, his voice gruff but not unkind. Harry nodded, his blue eyes shining with excitement. "Yeah, Uncle Dave. I've always had a way with the ladies, and I reckon I could make a real go of it."
Big Dave had grunted, eyeing the young man up and down. "Alright, I'll talk to the Pitts. But you better be sure, lad."
Clive was nervous about meeting Big Dave. Dave had fronted him the cash to start his bookie business, and had always said he'd call when he needed a favour in return. Clive guessed that this was the reason for the unannounced visit.
"Ah, Big Dave." Clive said, shaking his hand firmly. "What brings you to our neck of the woods?"
"Well, it's not every day my nephew tells me he wants to be a porn star, is it?" Dave's smile was more of a smirk.
Clive's eyes widened slightly, but he recovered quickly. "Ah, Harry," he said, playing it cool. "Yeah, he's got the look for it, no doubt. But it's not all glamour, you know. It's hard work, and you've got to have the right kind of... stamina."
Big Dave's smirk grew. "I know it, and so does Harry. He's a cocky little bugger, but he's got the right kind of attitude for it. And I reckon with a bit of guidance from you two, he'll do just fine."
Clive and Lee shared a knowing look. "We'll do our best," Clive assured him. "But remember, this isn't just a game. It's a business, and we expect professionalism from all our performers."
Big Dave nodded. "I know, I know," he said, waving a hand dismissively. "But Harry's a good kid. He'll listen."
"It's a big risk for us though, Dave." Lee said, leaning back in his chair, his arms folded across his chest. "We've got a reputation to uphold. If Harry doesn't perform, it could damage our brand. And we're starting to build that now."
Big Dave's expression didn't change, but his eyes grew a shade colder. "You don't have to worry about Harry," he said firmly. "He'll perform. Trust me."
Clive and Lee shared a look, knowing better than to argue with Big Dave. They had a feeling that Harry's involvement was more than just a simple favour. It was a command, and one they didn't dare refuse. But Lee had a point, they had to ensure their brand didn't suffer because of some untested newcomer.
"We know we can trust you, Dave." Lee said, his voice firm but with a hint of reservation. "But if we're going to cast a newcomer in one of our films, we'd need some assurances. From you."
"How much." Big Dave leaned back in his chair, his gaze sharp as he studied the two men.
"The production costs of the first film he stars in. That's the cost of the days shoot, plus the fee for the female talent." Lee replied, meeting Big Dave's gaze without flinching.
"That's not answering the question." Big Dave's tone was unwavering.
"£500,000." Lee spoke with a confidence that surprised even Clive.
Big Dave's eyebrows shot up, but he didn't flinch. "You're a greedy pair of cunts, aren't you?" He took a moment, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
"It's a 500-grand loan, Dave. If the film does well, you'll get your money back, and we'll give you 10% extra." Clive added quickly, trying to sweeten the deal.
Big Dave leaned back in his chair, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "I'd want 25% on top of the 500 grand."
Lee's jaw tightened, but Clive knew better than to argue. "Fine," he said smoothly. "It's a deal."
Big Dave's smile returned, his eyes lighting up like he'd just won the lottery. "Good," he said, standing up and slapping his hands on the desk. "I'll let the kid know."
******
The day of the shoot was dull and overcast, with even the wonderful Prague architecture seeming to lean closer in anticipation. Inside the Big Norks Productions office, the atmosphere was electric. Harry had arrived early, his nerves palpable as he hovered around the the place, looking like a young buck on the prowl. Toccara walked in, a vision of confidence, her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail, her curves wrapped in a tight black dress that accentuated every inch of her. She spotted Harry immediately, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
"You must be Harry," she purred, extending a perfectly manicured hand. "I've heard a lot about you."
Harry took her hand, his own shaking slightly. "Toccara," he managed to get out. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure's all mine, honey," she said, her eyes raking over him with an appreciative gaze.
Another tall man with long blonde hair and a beard came over to the two of them and introduced himself as Nico. He was the POV cameraman that would meet Toccara outside her friends building, and offer her a place to stay.
"We'll get a van to the building, and you can do hair and makeup there, Toccara. Harry, you can wait until you are called in. Toccara, you and I will talk a little bit like we have in the script. We're gonna walk maybe five minutes from where I meet you to the apartment. That ok?" Nico asked, his voice a smooth purr.
"Perfect," Toccara replied, her smile never wavering.
The trio made their way to the van, the anticipation thick in the air. The ride to the location was filled with small talk and last-minute instructions from Nico. Harry sat quietly in the back, his thoughts racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Toccara, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, her demeanour as relaxed as if she were going to a casual dinner party rather than her first porn shoot.
Once they arrived at the apartment building, and once Toccara had gone through hair and makeup, she and Nico began their walk to the "fictional" rendezvous spot.
*******
"Hey there, is everything okay?" The camera focused on Toccara, who was fiddling with her phone with one hand while holding the handle of her case with the other.
"No, it's not. I'm sorry, I'm just lost. My friend was supposed to meet me here, but she's not answering her phone at all," she replied, playing the part of the damsel in distress with surprising ease.
"How long have you been here for?" Nico, shooting in POV asked, concern in his voice.
"Hours," Toccara said, her expression a mix of annoyance and desperation. "I've been wandering around this city, lugging my luggage and hoping she'd show up. I thought maybe I was in the wrong place, but this is the address she gave me."
Nico, still in character, offered a sympathetic voice "Let me see the address."
Toccara handed him her phone, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Nico pretended to scrutinize the screen before handing it back with a knowing smile. "Yeah this is it. You any idea what happened with your friend?"
"Not a clue," she said, her voice filled with a hint of frustration. "But I'm so tired from traveling, you know. I just really want to get inside and relax."
"Where have you travelled from?" Nico asked, the conversation flowing as if it were improvised.
"The States," Toccara replied, her drawl thickening for effect. "It's been a hell of a journey, and all I've got is a few bucks left to my name. I was really counting on her. Fuck, what am I going to do?"
"Well you can't stay out here anyway. It looks like it's going to rain soon. Do you know anyone else in the city?" Nico asked.
Toccara pouted, playing the helpless card to perfection. "Nobody," she murmured, her eyes searching the camera. "It's the first time I've been here, so she is the only one I know."
"Well I feel bad for you, getting dumped by your friend, like this." Nico's voice was filled with a blend of kindness and curiosity. "I wish I could help you."
"I guess I can try and find somewhere to stay. A shelter or hostel or something." Toccara bit her lower lip, feigned a look of desperation.
"Okay, I may have a solution for you, if you are interested. I own a building near here where I rent out rooms. It's mainly AirBnB, but some longer term stays. I have a room free, you could stay there, rest up and maybe your friend gets back to you later today." Nico leaned closer, the camera lingering on her cleavage.
"I don't know, I don't really know you though." she said, playing the role of the wary traveller perfectly. "What if you're a murderer or pervert or something."
Nico chuckled, "Look at me, do I look like a murderer?" He flexed his bicep. "And as for a pervert, well, aren't we all perverts, really?"
Toccara's eyes glinted with amusement. "I suppose we are," she said, playing along. "But what's the catch?"
"No catch at all." Nico said, his voice smooth as silk. "It's your first time in Prague, first time in Czechia, and we Czechs always want to help people in trouble out."
Toccara looked at him skeptically. "Really?"
"Of course!" Nico insisted, his smile never wavering from behind the camera.
Toccara looked around, as if thinking about the offer being made, and then she turned to him and nodded her head.
"Okay," Toccara said, her voice filled with a mix of hope and hesitation. "But I can't pay you anything for the room. I really don't have any money."
"Don't worry about that." he said "I'm sure your friend will text you back soon and you can go and meet her back here then."
"Ok," she sighed. "I guess I don't really have any other choice."
"Great. My building is only 5 minutes away from here," he pointed in the direction he had come from "What is your name by the way?"
"Toccara," she replied with a smile, "Yours?"
"Nico," he said, taking her luggage. "Let's go, I'll show you the place."
Toccara nodded and the two of them walked to the apartment building, exchanging various lines from the script. They walked to the apartment building, the old wooden doors creaking open to reveal a dimly lit staircase. Toccara took in the surroundings, her heels clicking against the tiles as they climbed to the second floor. The place was old, but had a certain charm to it, with peeling paint and ornate mouldings that whispered of a more opulent past.
Inside the apartment, the scene grew more intimate as Toccara began to take off her coat, revealing the tight dress that clung to her like a second skin. Nico's eyes followed her every move, his camera capturing her from every angle. She turned to him, her expression a mix of innocence and awe.
"This is a really great place you got here." she exclaimed, looking around the room, as she took in the antique furniture and the large windows that let in just enough light to show off the apartment's grandeur.
"Thank you," Nico said, setting the luggage down. "It's not much, but it's popular to rent here because it is close to the city centre."
"How much would a place like this cost to rent?" Toccara asked, her eyes lingering on the large, comfortable couch.
"Please, have a seat." Nico urged her, gesturing to the plush couch. "Make yourself comfortable."
"Can I take of my heels?" she asked, her voice sweet and slightly seductive. "They're killing me."
"Of course," Nico replied, his eyes never leaving her, the camera zooming in on her cleavage as she leaned down to slip off her shoes.
Toccara slipped off her heels and sank into the couch with a sigh of relief, her bare feet sinking into the plush fabric. She leaned back, stretching out her legs, and Nico couldn't help but admire the way her dress rode up, revealing the top of her stockings.
"In answer to your question, the apartment costs 25,000 Crowns a month, for rent. Um, that's about $1,000, I guess. For AirBnB, I charge around 2,000 crowns per day, so about $100."
Toccara's eyes widened. "Wow, that's a lot!" she exclaimed, feigned shock playing across her features. "But I guess it's worth it for a place like this. It's so cozy and... inviting. And close to the city."
"Yes, it is." he replied, nodding "Would you like a glass of water?"
"Please," she said, her voice a soft purr.
When he came back from the kitchen, glass in hand, Toccara swore.
"I don't fucking believe this shit!" she exclaimed, holding up her phone to show Nico a message. "My friend got the day of my arrival all wrong! She thought I was coming in next week, and she is out of the country now!"
Nico's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh no," he said, his voice filled with feigned concern. "What are you going to do?"
"I have no idea, Nico!" she pouted, hands gesticulating wildly as she steamed "Goddamn it. How did she do that? We fucking talked about it just two days ago!"
"Does she have a spare key with someone that you can pick up, and stay in her place?" Nico asked, trying to maintain his composure as the plot thickened.
"No," Toccara said, her eyes scanning the room as if looking for an answer in the shadows. "I asked her that already. I can't believe she did this!"
"Why don't you give her a call, and talk about it. Maybe you'll come up with a solution. I'll leave you some privacy to do so." Nico suggested, the camera lingering on her before he stepped into the next room, the camera following him and cut to fade.
When the camera faded back in, it was just outside the living room and it picked up Toccara swearing at her friend before hanging up. Nico went back into the room to see Toccara sitting on the couch with her head in her hands.
"Everything okay?" he asked, his concern genuine despite the scripted situation.
Toccara looked up, her eyes glistening with fake tears. "No," she replied, her voice a mix of frustration and desperation. "My friend isn't back until next week, and she forgot to leave the keys with anyone. I'm so fucking screwed."
"How long are you here in Prague for?" Nico asked, his voice gentle, as he stood close to her.
Toccara took a deep breath, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. "A week, um seven days" she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But now I don't know where I'm going to stay. This is such a fucking mess."
Nico nodded sympathetically. "Well, I might have a solution," he said, leaning in closer. "There is no-one staying in this apartment this week. So you can rent it from me."
Toccara's eyes lit up. "Really?" she asked, her voice a mix of hope and excitement. "How much would that be?"
"It would be 700 dollars to rent for the week." Nico said, watching her reaction closely.
Toccara's face fell, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "I don't have that kind of money," she murmured, her eyes dropping to the floor. "I'm totally fucked."
"How much money do you have, Toccara?" Nico asked, his voice low and soothing.
She hesitated for a moment before pulling out her purse. "Um, I've got about 400 dollars. That's all I have left after the flight and everything," she said, her voice laced with defeat.
Nico leaned in closer, the camera flicking to the purse before returning to her face. "Look, I can tell you're a nice person, and I don't want to see you stuck out there," he said, his tone warm and understanding. "What if I made you a deal?"
Toccara looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What kind of deal?" she asked, her voice hopeful.
"Well, you are a beautiful woman, and you have a beautiful body." Nico began, his voice taking on a business-like tone. "So if you were willing to take off your dress, and show me your body, I would reduce the cost of staying here by 50%"
Toccara's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at him as if he had just proposed the most ludicrous thing she had ever heard. But she knew it was part of the scene, and she played along perfectly.
"What?!" she exclaimed, feigned shock colouring her voice. "You want me to get naked for half off the rent?"
"Not naked, no." Nico chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief behind the camera. "Just show me your body in your bra and panties."
Toccara paused for a moment, her mind racing as she calculated the potential risks and rewards of this unexpected proposition. The camera hovered over her, capturing every nuance of her expression. She knew that this was the crux of the scene, the moment where she had to sell her character's desperation and willingness to bargain with her body.
"Well, I guess that's better than sleeping on the street," she murmured, a hint of resentment in her voice. "But if I do it, you'll drop the rent to $350?"
"I promise," Nico said, his voice a gentle purr, the camera never leaving her eyes.
Toccara took a deep breath, her heart racing. She had agreed to this, knowing it was just a scene, but the reality of it made her feel a thrill of excitement. She stood up, beginning to unbutton her dress, her hands shaking slightly as the fabric parted to reveal the matching black lingerie beneath. The lacy bra cupped her enormous breasts perfectly, pushing them up and together, creating an alluring cleavage. The thong left nothing to the imagination, the fabric cutting high up her thighs and disappearing between her cheeks.
"Turn around, and let me see your ass." Nico's voice was firm but gentle, and Toccara complied, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew this was part of the job, but the sudden shift in dynamics had her feeling vulnerable and exposed. She turned, allowing him to appreciate the view of her round, firm buttocks, the thong doing little to cover the crevice between them.
"Bend over and let me really see you." Nico said firmly, zooming the camera in closer to her.
Toccara took a deep breath and bent at the waist, her breasts threatening to spill out of the bra as she pushed them out. She could feel his gaze on her, and she knew that every inch of her was being captured on film. The cool air of the apartment kissed her skin as she complied with his request, her ass jutting out in the air.
"Can you twerk for me?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Toccara felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, but she maintained her composure, her professionalism taking over. She nodded, her hands on her hips as she began to move in a slow, sensual rhythm, her ass bouncing slightly with each movement. Nico's eyes were glued to her, the camera capturing every moment. She heard him murmur something in approval, his voice thick with lust.
"You have an amazing body, do you know that." he stated, as the camera lingered on her gyrating ass.
"Thanks," she replied, feeling a blush creep up her neck despite herself. She had done countless photoshoots and videos, but there was something about this scenario that had her feeling self-conscious. Maybe it was the raw, unrehearsed nature of it all, or the way the camera was watching her so intently.
"You can turn around," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. Toccara slowly straightened up and faced him, her heart racing as she felt his gaze rake over her.
"How big are your boobs?" he asked, zooming the camera in to her incredible chest, that threatening to burst free from her bra.
"They're a G-cup," she replied, smiling coyly "46G"
"Holy shit!" Nico chuckled "They are amazing."
"And all natty too." Toccara said proudly, her hands gently cupping her breasts, lifting them slightly to give them an extra bounce.
"Sit down, please." Nico gestured to the couch.
Toccara obeyed, her legs wobbly as she took a seat, her breasts jiggling slightly with the movement.
"So do I get the 50% discount?" she asked, her voice a blend of hope and trepidation.
Nico nodded, the camera still locked on her. "You do," he said, his voice gruff with excitement. "But maybe we can make another deal, and I can give you more money off the place."
Toccara's eyes widened, the gears in her head turning. She knew where this was going, and she was more than willing to play along. "What kind of deal?" she asked, leaning back on the couch, her legs crossed, giving him a view of her smooth, shaved legs.
"I'll give you 75% off, if you take off your bra and panties and play with yourself for me." Nico said, his voice a low rumble.
Toccara bit her lower lip, looking at him through her lashes, playing the part of the temptress. "You're really serious about this, aren't you?" she murmured, her voice a sultry purr.
"Yes, I am. You have an amazing body and I want to see it." he replied, before adding "Besides, I think you'd rather have the extra money to spend in Prague, right?"
Toccara pretended to think it over for a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright," she murmured, her voice a seductive whisper. "But only if you promise that it's 75%."
Nico nodded eagerly, his eyes never leaving her. "I promise," he said, the camera hovering over her.
Toccara's pulse quickened, her eyes flickering with excitement and a hint of nerves. She knew this was the moment that would make or break the scene, the moment that would define her character's willingness to do whatever it took to get what she needed. She took a deep breath and reached behind her back, unclipping her bra with a practiced ease that belied her racing heart. The straps fell away, and her breasts bounced free, the heavy orbs jiggling with the slightest movement.
Nico's eyes were glued to her chest, his pupils dilating as he took in the sight of her naked flesh. "Beautiful," he murmured, the camera zooming in closer.
Toccara slid her thong off her hips, and deposited it on the ground beside her bra. She was now completely naked, and exposed to the cool apartment air. She shivered a little, but not from the cold. The excitement of the scene was building up inside her, and she could feel her body responding. She spread her legs, her hand sliding down her stomach to her already wet pussy. She began to play with herself, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles around her clit. Nico's eyes never left her, the camera capturing every intimate moment.
"Keep going," he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "I want to see how much you enjoy yourself."
Toccara nodded, her breath hitching as she increased the pressure on her clit. She watched him through half-lidded eyes, the sound of her wetness filling the room as she grew more and more turned on. Nico's gaze was intense, his hunger for her unmistakable. It was a powerful feeling, knowing she had this kind of control over a man, especially one who was supposed to be in charge.
Her other hand cupped her breast, her thumb playing with the hardened peak as she spread her pussy lips with her fingers, revealing her glistening pink insides to the camera. She could feel the heat between her legs, the throbbing need for release growing stronger with each passing second.
"You're so wet," Nico murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Are you enjoying this?"
Toccara nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Mmhmm," she moaned, her voice breathy and filled with desire. She could feel her orgasm building, her hips bucking slightly as she worked her clit faster and faster. The camera zoomed in closer, capturing every intimate detail of her pleasure.
"Show me how you like to be touched," Nico instructed, his voice firm but not demanding.
Toccara closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling with each breath as she slid two fingers inside herself, her moan filling the room. She knew she had to keep this going, had to keep the scene hot and heavy. She had done scenes like this before, but something about the way Nico was watching her made it feel more intense, more real. She moved her fingers in and out, her palm pressing against her clit, building up the tension that was coiling in her belly.
The sound of the camera clicking and the occasional murmur of approval from Nico was the only noise in the room, the rest of the world fading away as she focused on the pleasure building within her. She could feel the heat of his gaze, the hunger in his eyes as he watched her, and it only served to make her more wet, more eager to perform.
As Toccara's fingers worked their magic, she threw her head back, her eyes closing tightly as she moaned, her back arching off the couch. Her other hand squeezed her breast, her thumb and forefinger toying with the hardened nipple, rolling it between them, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Nico's eyes never left her, the camera capturing her every move, every gasp, every bead of sweat that trickled down her neck. He watched as she grew closer and closer to her climax, her breathing becoming more ragged, her hips bucking more wildly.
"Keep going," he murmured, his voice a low rumble of encouragement. "You're doing so well."
Toccara's eyes snapped open, locking onto Nico's. She could see the lust in his gaze, the way his jaw was clenched tightly as he held back. It only spurred her on. She increased the pace of her movements, her fingers plunging deeper into her wetness, her thumb rubbing her clit in tight circles. The camera captured the look of ecstasy on her face, the way her body responded to her own touch.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice echoing off the walls of the apartment. "I'm going to cum."
Nico's eyes were glued to her, his own arousal palpable in the air. "Come for me, Toccara," he urged, his voice a low growl. "Show me how much you want to stay here."
With a final, guttural moan, Toccara gave in to the overwhelming sensation, her body convulsing as she came. The camera caught every spasm, every drop of pleasure that glistened on her skin. She rode the wave of her orgasm, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she leaned back on the couch, her legs splayed wide.
"Wow," she murmured, her voice breathless as she opened her eyes to look at Nico. His eyes were dark with desire, his gaze never leaving her body. "So, does that get me the full 75% off?"
"Yes it does, but how would you like to stay here for free for the seven days?" Nico asked, his voice thick with excitement.
Toccara's eyes widened, her hand still resting on her pussy, glistening with arousal. "Really?" she managed to choke out, playing the part of the surprised and grateful tourist perfectly. "What would I have to do?"
"I have a friend of mine next door. He's a young English guy. If you play with him a little, I'll let you stay for free." Nico said, his voice laced with anticipation.
Toccara raised an eyebrow, playing along with the twist in the plot. "What do you mean 'play with him'?" she asked, her voice a teasing purr.
Nico leaned back, his eyes never leaving hers. "Just make him feel welcome," he said, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Let him enjoy your company. You know, make him feel like he's not just watching a show."
She nodded slowly, her hand sliding away from her still pulsing pussy.
"Okay," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "I can have a little fun with him."
"Great, let me just ring him and get him in here." Nico said, his voice filled with excitement as he called Harry on his mobile.
A minute later, and the tall, muscular, dark haired Harry Carson entered the room, his heart hammering in his chest. He looked from Nico to Toccara, and back again, taking in the lust in their eyes. "You called me?" he asked, his voice quivering slightly.
"Yes, Harry, I did," Nico said, gesturing to the couch. "This is Toccara. She's going to be staying with us for the week, and I thought you two might like to get to know each other."
Toccara watched as Harry's eyes widened, taking in her naked form. She could see the mix of shock and excitement on his face, and she felt a thrill of power knowing that she had this effect on him. Harry was a newcomer to the industry, and she could tell he was trying to keep his cool, but the bulge in his pants gave him away.
"Hi, Harry," she said, her voice a seductive purr as she licked her lips. "I'm Toccara. I'm going to be staying here for the week, and Nico thought we might have some fun together."
Harry's cheeks flushed, and he swallowed hard. "Hi," he managed to get out, his eyes raking over her body.
Nico nodded, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Why don't you sit down and make yourself comfortable, Harry?"
Harry nodded, his eyes never leaving Toccara's naked form as he took a seat on the couch beside her. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with lust and anticipation. Toccara could feel his eyes on her, and she knew that she had him in the palm of her hand. She leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against his arm, and whispered in his ear.
"You're going to make sure I enjoy my stay here, right?" she asked, her voice a seductive whisper that sent shivers down his spine.
"I-I'll do my best," Harry stuttered, his eyes wide as they took in the sight of her full, round breasts and the glisten of her freshly pleasured pussy.
She leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek, her hand reaching over to rest on his thigh. Harry's eyes closed briefly, and when they opened again, they were filled with a fiery passion that mirrored her own.
"Good," she murmured, her hand sliding up to his crotch, feeling the heat of his arousal through his pants. "Because I have a feeling we're going to have a lot of fun together."
Taking a deep breath, Harry leaned into Toccara and kissed her, his hand cupping one of her enormous breasts as he slid his tongue into her mouth. The kiss grew deeper, more intense, as they explored each other's mouths with a passion that was palpable even through the camera lens. Harry groped Toccara's breasts, barely able to believe their size and shape.
"You like my big titties, huh?" she giggled, kissing him on the lips before pulling away slightly.
"Fuck, yes," Harry breathed, his eyes glazed with lust, as he nuzzled her neck, kissing it gently.
Toccara's hand slid down to his crotch, feeling the unmistakable bulge beneath his pants. She squeezed it gently, and moaned as he started to suck on her nipples. She leaned back on the couch, giving him easier access to her breasts.
"Mm, yes," she murmured, arching her back as his mouth worked it's way around her large, erect nipples. He sucked and licked on her nipples, playing with them as he looked up at her.
Her hand moved from his crotch to his face, guiding him to look at her. "Take your clothes off," she whispered, her eyes burning with desire. "You got something I want to suck on."
With trembling hands, Harry obeyed, his shirt coming off first, revealing his toned torso. His pants and boxers followed, and his cock sprang free, large, thick and erect. She looked at him and grinned.
“Day-yum." she giggled "White boy got a big dick too. Mmmm, that's a good thing!”
"You like big dicks?" Harry looked down at her, his own voice filled with excitement and a hint of pride.
"You know it," Toccara said, her hand reaching out to wrap around his cock. It was hot and heavy in her hand, and she gave it a gentle squeeze. Toccara took a moment to appreciate the sight before leaning in, her mouth watering at the thought of taking him into her mouth. She wrapped her soft, full lips around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Harry groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as she began to bob up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. She devoured him, almost eating him alive, in a sloppy, noisy blowjob.
Nico, behind the camera, was equally aroused by the sight before him. He had seen his share of scenes, but there was something about Toccara's raw, unbridled passion that was captivating. He zoomed in closer, capturing every detail of her eager mouth and Harry's rock-hard cock disappearing between her lips. The wet sounds of her sucking filled the room, mingling with their heavy breathing and the occasional moan.
Harry looked down at Toccara, locking eyes with her as she worked his cock expertly with her mouth, her saliva soaking his shaft. She squeezed his balls, twisting them gently as she attempted to deepthroat him.
"Oh, fuck!" Harry groaned, throwing his head back as he felt the pressure on his balls intensify. He had never been with a woman who was so eager, so hungry for him.
Toccara's eyes watered slightly as she took him deeper, her throat constricting around his length. She gagged a little, but she didn't stop, her desire to please him overwhelming any discomfort she might have felt. She knew that this was a test, not just for Harry but for herself as well. This was her chance to show Big Norks, and the world, what she was truly made of.
As Harry's hips began to buck, Toccara felt a rush of excitement. She loved the feeling of power that came from giving a man pleasure, from knowing she could make him lose control. She reached up, her hand cupping his balls as she bobbed her head faster, her cheeks hollowing with each deep suck. Harry's breath was coming in ragged gasps now, his eyes glazed over with pleasure.
"Fucking...incredible!" he moaned, his legs shaking as he shivered in pleasure.
Toccara pulled away with a pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of Harry's cock. She grinned up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ready to fuck these big titties now?"
"More than ready," Harry rasped, his voice hoarse with lust.
She took his cock in his hand, spitting on it, before sliding it in between her tits.
"Fuck these titties with that big white cock!" she urged him, her voice a mix of challenge and desire. Harry didn't need any more encouragement, his cock nestling in the warm, soft valley of her breasts. Toccara pushed her tits together, creating a tight channel for him to thrust into. The wet slapping sounds filled the room as he pumped his hips, his cock disappearing and reappearing with each stroke.
Her eyes locked onto his, she whispered, "Show me how much you want me to stay here for free." The power dynamics had shifted, and she revelled in it, teasing him with her words and the gentle squeeze of her breasts around his cock. Harry's eyes blazed with determination, his strokes becoming more vigorous.
"Oh, yes," he grunted, his hips thrusting into her cleavage, his cock sliding smoothly through the lubricated channel she'd created. She could feel his excitement building, his dick pulsing between her breasts, and she knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"That's it," she moaned, her voice dripping with lust. "Fuck them titties hard."
Her encouragement spurred Harry on, his strokes growing faster and more erratic. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, and he knew he was close. Toccara's eyes were half-lidded, her chest heaving with each deep breath she took. She was so beautiful, so openly sexual, it was like nothing Harry had ever experienced before. Knowing he was close, he pulled his cock from between her breasts and pushed her back onto the couch. He went down on her then, beginning to eat her pussy.
Toccara's body bucked as Harry's tongue darted out to taste her, licking along the folds of her sex before plunging inside. She threw her head back, her hands tangling in his hair as she held him in place, urging him deeper. Harry's tongue danced over her clit, swirling and flicking it with a finesse that surprised even him.
Nico's camera zoomed in, capturing the intimate dance of Harry's tongue and Toccara's quivering pussy. Her moans grew louder, filling the room as she reached down to grab Harry's head, pushing it closer to her. He took the hint, his mouth suckling harder, his tongue flicking faster.
"Fuck, you're so good at that!" she moaned, her hips bucking against Harry's mouth. "Do you like sucking that black pussy?"
"Mmhmm," Harry murmured, his voice muffled by her flesh. "It's so sweet."
"The darker the berry the sweeter the juice." she groaned, her legs spreading wider to give him more access. Harry's tongue danced over her clit, making her quiver with each touch. The sensation was heavenly, and she couldn't help but push her hips upward, meeting his mouth with every stroke.
Her hand reached down to grip his hair tighter, her eyes rolling back in her head as she lost herself in the pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, the delicious tension coiling in her belly, tightening with every flick of his tongue.
"Oh, fuck, baby, I'm going to cum," she gasped, her voice a desperate moan. Harry's response was to double down, his tongue moving in a frenzied motion against her clit.
The pressure grew unbearable, and with a scream that echoed through the apartment, Toccara came, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Harry didn't stop, his tongue and teeth working her clit until she was begging him to stop, her legs tightening around his head. He moved up her body, kissing her, and she kissed him back with a passion he never experienced before. She wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him close to her, French-Kissing him deeply.
"Now, let's see if you can fuck me as good as you sucked on my pussy." she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion.
Kneeling up, Harry guided his cock to her entrance, and pushed himself inside her.
"Oh, shit," Toccara gasped as he filled her up, his thickness stretching her walls. "Fuck that's a big fucking dick!"
Harry took a moment to savour the feeling before he began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm. Toccara's eyes closed in pleasure, her nails digging into his back as she matched his movements. The camera clicked away, capturing every thrust, every bead of sweat that rolled down their bodies.
"You like that?" Harry panted, his eyes searching hers for approval.
"Mmhmm," Toccara moaned, her eyes never leaving his. "Fuck me harder, baby."
Her words were like gasoline on a fire, igniting a passion in Harry that seemed to consume him. He began to fuck her harder, his hips slamming into hers as he claimed her in the most primal way possible. Toccara's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples brushing against his chest as she moaned and gasped, her body moving in time with his. The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, of moans and grunts of pleasure. Nico's camera never stopped rolling, capturing every moment of their passionate coupling. The sight of Harry's big white cock disappearing into Toccara's wet black pussy was mesmerizing, and Nico had to admit that he was getting more than just a professional thrill out of watching them.
Toccara wrapped her legs around Harry's waist, pulling him in deeper, her pussy tightening around him as she felt another orgasm approaching. Harry's eyes bore into hers, and he leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips as he claimed her mouth just as he was claiming her body.
The kiss grew more passionate, more desperate, as their bodies moved in a dance of lust and desire. Toccara could feel Harry's cock pumping into her, slamming against her cervix. She reached down, her hand sliding over his ass, her nails digging in as she urged him on.
"Harder," she moaned "Fuck me harder!"
Her eyes never left Harry's, her pupils dilated with lust as she watched him lose himself in her body. He seemed to read her mind, his strokes growing more forceful as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Toccara's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as she neared another orgasm.
Suddenly, she broke the kiss, panting heavily. "I want to ride you," she demanded, her voice filled with urgency. Harry didn't argue, flipping them over so that she straddled him, facing away from him, her wet pussy hovering above his throbbing cock. She lowered herself onto him, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt him fill her completely.
Her hips began to rock back and forth, her ass bouncing as she took him deep inside her. Harry's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, his own hips bucking up to meet hers. The camera caught every inch of him disappearing into her, the way her cheeks clapped together with each bounce, the way her pussy stretched around his shaft, the way her breasts bounced as she rode him.
"You're so fucking tight," Harry groaned, his grip tightening. "Your pussy is squeezing me so good."
"I love that big white cock in my pussy, baby" she groaned "Give me every inch of it. Harder!"
Her words spurred Harry on, and he reached around to play with her clit as she rode him, her breath catching in her throat with every touch. The combination of his deep, hard strokes and the pressure on her clit was too much for Toccara to handle, and she came again, her body shaking as she cried out, shuddering around him.
But the show wasn't over yet. Harry flipped her on all fours, taking control as he drove into her with a ferocity that made her eyes roll back in her head. He knew she was close, and he was determined to push her over the edge again. He could feel her pussy clenching around him, her walls tightening with every thrust.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Toccara screamed, her hands gripping the couch cushions. "Fuck me like you mean it!"
Her words were all the encouragement Harry needed. He picked up the pace, his hips moving in a blur as he pounded into her from behind. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, punctuated by Toccara's cries of pleasure. Nico could feel the intensity of the moment, his own arousal growing as he watched the scene unfold before him. He knew that this was going to be a hit for Big Norks, the raw passion and desire between Toccara and Harry was undeniable.
Toccara looked over her shoulder, her eyes locking with Harry's. "Fuck me like you own me," she panted, her voice thick with need. Harry's grip on her hips tightened, his strokes growing even harder, and deeper as he piledrove deep inside her.
"You like it when I fuck you like this?" Harry growled, his voice a low, animalistic rumble.
"Yeah, baby, just like that," Toccara whimpered, her body trembling with the force of his thrusts.
Her ass was a perfect target for Harry's relentless pounding, her cheeks jiggling with each impact. Nico's camera captured every moment, zooming in to show Harry's cock disappearing into her tight, wet pussy before pulling out, glistening with her juices.
"You're going to make me cum," Harry grunted, his breath coming in ragged pants.
"I want you to cum all over me, baby!" Toccara shouted over her shoulder, her voice thick with desire. Harry's eyes lit up at her words, and he picked up the pace, his hips smacking against her ass with a wet, meaty sound. Toccara's eyes rolled back in her head, her pussy clenching around him as she felt another orgasm building. She knew she was going to cum again, and the thought of it was driving her wild.
Gritting his teeth, Harry plunged into her depths again, causing Toccara to scream out in pleasure, as she came.
"Oh, fuck, yes!" she shouted, her body convulsing around him. Harry felt her pussy contract around his cock, and it was all he could take.
"Kneel down!" he roared, as he pulled his cock out of her and aimed it at her tits and face.
Toccara obeyed, her legs trembling as she lowered herself to the floor, her breasts bouncing with the motion. Harry stood before her, his cock pulsing with the promise of release. He stroked himself rapidly, his eyes never leaving hers. She watched him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, her pussy still quivering from the intense orgasm.
"Cum on me baby." she begged him, her voice a desperate whine. Harry's hand was a blur as he stroked his cock, his balls tightening. With a roar, he came, his cum spurting out in thick, white ropes that splattered across her face and chest. Toccara leaned into it, her tongue darting out to catch some of the sticky liquid, her eyes never leaving Harry's as she swallowed his cum.
The room was silent for a moment, save for their heavy breathing. Then Toccara leaned in, her mouth open, and took the head of Harry's cock into her mouth, sucking the last drops of cum from him. Harry's eyes widened in surprise and pleasure, his cock twitching as she cleaned him off. He had never felt so used, so thoroughly fucked, and he loved every second of it.
"You did so good, baby," she murmured, her voice husky and satisfied, before turning to Nico "Can I fuck him every day I'm here? Please?"
Nico chuckled, his own arousal evident as he watched the post-coital scene before him. "Well, I guess I can include it as part of our deal alright."
And with that, the camera faded to black.
****
Back in the office, Lee and Clive watched the video, unable to believe how well it had turned out. It was without doubt one of the most passionate, and intense porn scenes that they had ever seen.
"Look at that, she's a fucking natural," Clive said, his eyes glued to the screen.
Lee nodded, his excitement evident in how he leaned forward in his chair. "And Harry? Who knew he had it in him?"
"Big Norks sure knows how to pick 'em," Clive said, his eyes still glued to the screen. "This is going to be a monster hit, Lee, my boy."
Lee nodded, his mind racing with potential marketing strategies. "We need to promote this like crazy. We've got to get them subscribing like mad for this content."
"We're going to submit this for the AVNs! The European X Awards! Every one we can!" Clive exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "This is going to be our golden ticket, Lee!"
Topic: The Ribald Tales of Big Norks Productions (Chapter Three: Toccara Jones) (Read 21448 times)