Walking In On A Porn Shoot (Lily Collins; also featuring Katherine McNamara)

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This story has been a long time coming and the cheating and small penis humiliation aspect was directly inspired by a chat with hw12loaf on discord, who in the meantime either deleted his account or got banned. But I hope he still sees this.

From a writing perspective I was inspired by stories written by DarkSwordman and Calibur009 who both wrote crossovers between celebs and porn scenes. My take on it is maybe a little awkward, but I hope there's still something there for people to enjoy.

There are themes of small penis humiliation, cheating and size-queen talk in this story, so if that is a sore point for you this might not be the story for you. Lily Collins is described as having a boyfriend, but it is not someone she has ever been with in real life, all completely fictional.

And, as always, this is all fiction anyway and never happened.

Walking In On A Porn Shoot

MF, oral, MMFF, cheating, SPH

It was beautiful on this Summer morning outside behind Katherine McNamara’s mansion on the patio. The sun shone through glistening morning mist, painting it in golden hues, and dew drops made every blade of glass sparkle. The chill of the night left the air nice and cool, but the sun provided just the right kind of warmth to make sitting outside for breakfast perfectly viable. And that was exactly what Katherine and her guest Lily Collins did. The two were old friends and not just because they both played the same part in different renditions of The Mortal Instruments saga. Over the course of their careers both enjoyed checking in with each other greatly and found a confidante in the other.

Naturally such discussions could be quite frank and on occasion more than just a little steamy, largely due to Katherine’s influence since she was much more open to experimentation and to sharing her experiences with others. Lily on the other hand was often quite shy about her own erotic conquests, keeping them close to her chest. Which only made Katherine more eager to pry and assume, treating every little detail she managed to pull from Lily’s pouting lips as a victory. It was no big surprise when Katherine asked: “So, you’re still together with that guy you met on set two years ago? The caterer? Did that really work out?”

Lily chuckled and theatrically rolled her eyes. She was familiar with Kat’s distaste for her boyfriend, often calling him a caterer just because he wasn’t anyone working in front of the camera. “He’s doing special effects, Kat. As I am sure you know. And he leads his own studio. Yes, we’re still together.”

“Hmm…” Kat made as if she had to think about something, but the mischievous glance she gave Lily along with the way she took a sip of her mug of coffee left little doubt that she was about to go dish out some tea. “It’s just… I still remember what you told me about him right after you met him. Have you found a way to deal with his… problem?”

Kat grinned broadly and Lily blushed. This was one of those coveted sexual secrets that Lily had let slip after some glasses of wine loosened her tongue one evening.

“Oh my god! You’re bringing that up again?” Lily sighed, “I should never have told you.”

Back then they had met for an occasion much like this one and Katherine told tall tales of multiple guys she slept with. Made fun of one guy’s awkwardly curved cock and praised the massive girth of another. And in an effort to chip in Lily told her about her most recent partner’s small size. That partner had been her current boyfriend Mason. He had been little more than a fling at the time, making Lily think that sharing such intimate details would be of little consequence, and only their continued close work together made them fall in love afterwards. Katherine seemed to delight in reminding Lily of Mason’s small package every chance she got.

“You did though,” Kat gloated with a victorious grin, “And that’s what friends are for. We share things like that.” Her smile faded a little as she got contemplative, “I also remember that we were talking about size in general back then. You told me that the biggest guy you’ve been with was maybe six inches. So? Did your opinion change? Did you finally get the chance to have your mind blown by an actual, big cock?”

Lily shook her head, squirming awkwardly in the wooden garden chair, her expression going from shock to disbelief. “I am still in a relationship, Kat! No, I haven’t had a big one yet. Even though I think the biggest I’ve been with was pretty huge.” Feeling a little attacked by Kat’s obvious gloating she added: “Besides, that whole sizequeen thing is probably bullshit anyway. It just hurts and people might conflate that feeling of being in pain with genuine pleasure.”

Katherine guffawed at that and then shook her head. “I mean, everyone is built different. Maybe you can’t handle the really big ones. But in my experience…” She leaned back and closed her eyes. Her skin looked gorgeous with the pattern of shadows painted on it by the sunlight shining through the young leaves of tree branches. Her long, elegant fingers wandered over her waist and down to her tightly fitting jeans. Lily blushed as she saw how Katherine’s fingertips brushed over the seam of her pants right over her sex. She had a serene smile on her lips as she explained: “It feels amazing. Maybe it hurts too. But the pain kind of becomes part of the experience. I just feel so… stuffed.” Her hand moved up and brushed over her stomach mostly revealed by her short crop-top. “And it’s not just that. It’s also the friction. So many more inches of juicy, veiny skin brushing over your most sensitive parts every time it moves in and out and in and out…”

Katherine let out a contented sigh and then her eye-lids fluttered open. She felt herself smile as she beheld Lily, glancing back at her with a mix of shock and embarrassment.

“You’re the worst, Kat,” Lily finally said, a soft but shaky chuckle taking and hard edge away from those words, “There’s more than just that. A lover who can take care of me, who understands my needs and knows what to do to push my buttons. If I just wanted to stuff myself I’d get one of those huge sex toys.”

Interested Kat leaned in, placing her forearms on her knees. “But you do, right? You masturbate with toys?”

Again Lily blushed, evading Katherine’s inquisitive gaze. “Yeah, I guess,” she admitted reluctantly, “Sometimes I have done that. Like, when I am lonely and away from Mason for a while. But everyone does, right?”

Kat nodded. “Of course! This isn’t meant to expose you or anything. But tell me, Lily,” she smirked and Lily knew that she was about to debate her point. Kat was very keen-minded and sometimes she found pleasure in talking someone into admitting they were wrong. “What do those toys look like? You own them, right? Or you have owned them in the past? Do they look more like what I am talking about? Or do they look more like your boyfriend?”

Lily didn’t reply but Katherine smiled as she saw the doubt on her expressive face, her prominent brows pulling closer together.

“Exactly,” said the faux redhead, “There are no 3 or 4 inch dildos. If women really get to choose what they want they tend to pick something bigger. Head into a sex-shop right now, smallest one you’ll find is maybe 5 inches – and then it vibrates to make up for its lack in girth. If you want something smaller then you probably have to head into a novelty section where they sell funny props for bachelorette parties.” She grinned and stated: “Small cocks are a joke, Lily.” Her voice took on a softer tone and she put her hand on Lily’s, “I just want you to experience the full breadth of what a fulfilled sex life can offer. Your current boyfriend seems to stand in the way of that.”

The brunette let out a defeated sigh. “Yeah, I guess I see your point. But we can make do. There are other ways. Like, he can use his mouth.”

Kat giggled, rolling her eyes. “’Cause guys really love doing that…”

Lily remained mum but bit her supple, soft lip. Indeed, she usually had to ask multiple times to get Mason to go down on her and the last time he did has been more than a month ago.

Reaching for her phone Katherine lifted it and snapped a quick picture of her friend. “You look cute like that,” she explained herself, “All filled with doubt and contemplating. I am just trying to help you out.”

With her phone in hand Kat was able to check the clock and her brows rose. “Oh shoot, it’s almost 11. Don’t you have that appointment in half an hour?”

Now Lily also stirred and quickly grabbed her purse. “Fuck, totally lost track of time. Yeah, I should get going.”

Katherine got to her feet as well, starting to clear the table. But her expression was thoughtful, nurturing an idea until she asked: “You’re gonna be in LA for a few more days, right Lily?”

Her purse-strap over her shoulder Lily freshened up her make-up by glancing into a small mirror. “Mhm,” she made, “Two more weeks actually. Why?”

“’Cause we can’t just leave it at this,” her friend stated, “How about we do this again? Two days from now? Same time, same place?”

Lily smiled and nodded. “Would be my pleasure. Especially if you can manage to make the weather be as perfect as today again.”

Kat shrugged. “Sadly I can’t make any promises but if all else fails we can always shift our breakfast inside.”

The two girls hugged each other and pressed their bodies close to one another for a few seconds. “Good luck with the appointment, Lily. See you soon!”

Katherine watched Lily leave, her eyes wandering over her bared legs, pale and soft, to the bouncing hem of her short dress. Her secret little plan took on a more tangible shape and she lifted her phone again. Time to write some texts to old friends.

***

After a fair amount of cursing out the LA traffic Lily finally pulled her rental into the posh neighborhood just two days later. Sadly Kat had not managed to conjure up the perfect weather again. Lily would call the currently overcast sky and the meager rain a light drizzle, used to much worse from her extended stays in Europe, but to her it seemed like the people living in this city were preparing for a hurricane.

As she pulled up besides the house she noticed two vans and a big pick-up truck in the drive-way as well as two sports cars and a simple sedan parked on the curb. So that’s what Katherine meant when she texted Lily an hour ago that she got workers over and she might have to park in the street. Must be a bigger renovation project.

The brunette parked the car across the road and then got out, holding her purse over her head to protect her hair against the gentle rain as she made her way around the house. She had been to the hairstylist before this because she had an interview later on in the day. It wouldn’t be filmed, just a magazine thing, but her stylist still insisted that she looked the part of an international actress. Luckily he wasn’t as insistent on the dress-code so Lily got away with a skinny jeans tucked into a pair of boots and a loose, striped sweater.

The driveway of the mansion was quite a long way away from the door into the garden, but she soon entered it and had a confused look on her face when she found the garden furniture stowed away despite the overhanging roof providing a cover against rain. Instead there was a note stuck against the house wall where they sat last time. Lily could easily decipher Kat’s elegant handwriting.

‘Hey Lily!

The weather is awful. Decided to head inside last minute. The door is unlocked. You know the way!

xoxo – Kat.’

Lily had to smile when she saw that her friend had even left a lipstick smudge on the note. She shrugged and followed the instructions, heading over the patio and then towards the backdoor that led straight to the kitchen.

She opened it and heard the sounds of labor, furniture being moved over wooden floor panels and a loud male voice calling out: “Careful Lance, don’t fucking scratch it!”

All of that was a little muffled, the next room over. From her visits to this place Lily knew it was the living room. She just hoped that no one would be freaked out by her suddenly popping in.

“Yeah, right there.” The same male voice again. It sounded like it belonged to someone older. “The angle is fine. Get in position. Okay, quiet on set! And go!”

Suddenly new sounds appeared and Lily froze in her step, her pale cheeks flushing in a pink hue. These were unmistakably the sounds of sex. Feminine moans, the steady clapping of flesh against flesh. And even the rhythmic squeaking of furniture.

Pulled along by a morbid curiosity Lily stepped out of the kitchen and into the hallway. She glanced through the glass panes in the door leading to the living room and the view made her breath hitch.

There was a small sized set, a couch in the center of the room illuminated by indirect lights, little silver umbrellas around their heads to diffuse the glow. There were two cameras mounted on tripods. Nothing too fancy, just consumer grade digital cameras. Definitely not the cheapest kind, but also nowhere near to the professional camera equipment she saw around the sets she worked on.

There was a sound guy with a boom microphone and what she assumed to be a gray haired director sitting on a completely different couch, the one that always was in Katherine’s living room. They probably brought in the other couch. And for good reason.

On that couch knelt a petite young woman with tan skin on all fours, completely naked except for her steep black platform stripper heels that dangled back and forth. And they dangled because a muscular white man behind her was fucking her. Roughly too. His body colliding with hers, his hand making a fist in her hair and yanking it back as he took her doggy style.

Another camera operator filmed this with a small handheld camera and yet another guy was taking photos with an expensive looking digital camera. From her angle she could see the director having a laptop before him as he reviewed footage from earlier, where a black man who seemed even more imposingly muscular than his white colleague providing action right now was fucking the same porn actress.

For a few breaths Lily just stood in place, wide eyes taking in the scene, before she finally turned on her heel and hurried back down the hallway to the kitchen, intending to head out to her car, her steps hurried while trying to stay silent. She already had her phone in hand, ready to ring up Katherine. But once inside the kitchen she froze in place yet again.

At the kitchen counter stood a man. Black, tall, handsome. He was shirtless and only wore a pair of black silk boxer shorts that did a poor job of hiding his obviously impressive manhood. Even more so because he used one hand to nurture what Lily assumed to be a half-erection. His other hand grabbed a sandwich and he chomped down on it before he noticed her from the corner of his eye. He raised his brows, obviously surprised to see her just stand there and look at him, but soon he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hey there, you’re Lily, right? The fluffer?” His voice was deep and actually quite pleasant to listen to, his tone friendly and in a way comforting. He got his phone, looked down on it and then turned the screen to her. She saw the very same picture that Kat had taken of her two days ago on the patio of this very house!

‘Kat… This must be her work. And what does he mean with the fluffer?’ she thought to herself, prominent brows furrowing.

But instead she just said: “I am Lily,” with a forlorn, confused voice as he closed the distance between them. Her eyes wandered over his toned physique, once more sinking down to his shorts where his hand rubbed his half-hard cock. Sometimes his movements made the waistband sink down a little, revealing the base of a shiny, dark, smooth cock head that was pretty attractive and almost frightfully large.

“Fuck, not a moment too late either. I’ve been having trouble keeping it up today, was out partying last night. I am Vincent, by the way.” With a casualness that struck Lily as incredibly strange he lowered the waistband of his boxer shorts, tucking it under his bulging balls and revealing his heftily dangling cock, while he took another bite of his sandwich with the other.

Part of Lily wanted to scream and run away. The door was right there. He wasn’t even really in her way, she could just take two steps and she’d be gone!

But no. Lily stayed right where she was, her hazel eyes glued to the massive dick dangling a mere few inches away from her. Vincent flexed and the whole thing twitched, making Lily wince and gasp.

“You okay?” asked the black man. His voice sounded a little amused. “Feel free to get to work anytime now.”

Again Lily looked at the door. Such an easy way out. And then she looked down to the big black cock. Its skin was smooth and slightly shiny. It must feel pretty soft to the touch! There was also a faint hint of wetness around the crown. Just enough to make the head shiny. She wondered what it would feel like in her hand. Maybe it was slick. Or maybe sticky?

And then, without really willing herself to do it, Lily saw her own, pale hand reach out. She clumsily took the cock into her tentative grasp around the shaft. It felt massive! In a way it was like her boyfriend Mason’s cock. Just larger in every way. When Mason’s cock disappeared in her palm if she held it, Vincent’s cock wore her fingers like a bracelet. Slowly Lily let her digits wander up and down, giving the cock a gentle squeeze. She could feel an initial softness, and then the stronger resistance of the slowly hardening erection underneath. It twitched and she could almost feel new blood pump into the big cock! Making it harder to the touch, increasing the resistance to her gentle grasping.

“Damn, you are actually super hot,” Vincent groaned his eyes wandering over her like he was just now giving her a good long look. His own hand reached out and he felt for Lily’s tight, slender waist under her knitted, striped, loose sweater. Shamelessly his hands lowered to the petite but firm swell of her ass and he groped her in a way that was firm enough to make her gasp and forced her to take a little step forward to keep her balance. He was strong. Strong and sexy.

“They told you that you’re too skinny for shooting as a performer and so they made you fluffer instead?” he conjectured wildly, giving her a lecherous look. “I know some producers who’d still hire you to star. Some xtra-small stuff is always looking for new talent.”

Lily bit her lip and kept quiet, her hand took a firmer grip on his cock. She began to pump it. The difference to Mason was astonishing now. With her boyfriend it was this small, tidy package. But this huge cock? She could feel the layer of soft, sticky skin and underneath the hardness of the erection. There was some play for the skin, so when her hand pumped up and down she pulled it along with her for half an inch before her palm smoothly brushed up along the sensitive shaft.

“Fuck…” Lily whispered.

Vincent chuckled, “She likes it, huh?”

Lily swallowed but nodded her head, only briefly managing to tear her eyes away from the imposingly large cock in order to glance into Vincent’s dark eyes. He was smiling. And he was getting harder by the second.

A little moan escaped him as she handled his dick with obvious inexperience. “This is why fluffers are so awesome,” he groaned, “Actresses kind of get numb to it all. They are at work. But you?” His hand caressed her cheek as she was still laser focused on his huge cock, “You are clearly into it. You aren’t handling my cock because it’s in the script. You’re fucking worshiping it. Aren’t you?”

Was she? Lily wasn’t so sure herself. She was just touching it, just sating a deep-seated curiosity about this massive cock. Right?

One of her hands took a firmer hold of the base of that fat cock. It was still getting harder, and the pressure around the shaft made the veins bulge attractively, increased the hardness overall. Lily bit her lip and she heard herself make a subdued “Mhhhh…” sound that was rather appreciative. She moved her hand a bit and could feel the heft and weight of the cock-head and the upper portion of the shaft. It was like she actually wielded the massive dick! When she held her boyfriend Mason’s cock it pretty much disappeared in her fist.

“Good girl,” Vincent murmured, “Get a nice close look.”

Lily swallowed as she noticed how she had leaned in, still standing up but bent at the hip, her face a mere few inches away from his dick. She could smell him, the scent of sex wafting around her nostrils. He had very recently fucked the pornstar whose muffled moans Lily could still hear from the next room over and the petite actress could smell her on his skin, in addition to his own, more terse and oppressive scent.

Following an impulse Lily closed her eyes and leaned in further. She squished the big cock between his stomach and her cheek, rubbing the side of her face against it like a cat showing affection, turning this way and that while feeling the big, round shape of the erection roll under the soft pressure. She didn’t mean to, but her expression turned into a blissful smile in that moment.

“Fuck, look at you go,” she heard Vincent chuckle from up above as he was fumbling with his phone, distracted and typing a message one-handed, “Enough playing around with it though, get serious, I need to be nice and hard for the DP scene coming up.”

The request made Lily falter and she hesitated, glancing up to Vincent. To her surprise he was barely paying attention to her, instead leaning over to the counter to grab another sandwich. But his cock remained right before her face, twitching eagerly. Her eyes focused on it and she watched the way it bounced when he moved. The pale actress sunk down into a squatting position and licked her lips. Then she pressed them against his shaft for a lingering, gentle kiss.

Apparently she wasn’t working quite fast enough for Vincent who briefly put down his sandwich and held onto the base of his cock with one hand while his other rested on top of Lily’s head, positioning her right in front of his hips and aiming his cock down at her face. Staring down the pulsating length of his erection made all choices very easy and Lily’s soft, full lips parted, hazel eyes glancing up. Vincent’s hand moved her head closer and the thick cock entered her warm, wet mouth. His girth was a whole new experience for her too! She couldn’t just take it in, she really had to open wide to make him fit.

She tasted him, tasted the sweeter, more flowery scent of pussy on his skin as well as the faint remnants of precum. Images of Mason and his small cock fluttered through her mind, thoughts that called out to her that what she did was wrong, that she had crossed a line right now. But as her lips wrapped around the dick and she felt it throb against the gentle pressure she felt a need to tease it more, slithered her tongue around that thick, blunt cock-head.

Vincent grunted in approval. “More like it,” he brusquely stated with his mouth full as he once again busied himself with his sandwich.

The initial taste was not enough for the petite brunette actress and she soon began to bob her head up and down the fat cock. It was massive and there wasn’t a chance in hell that she’d be able to take it all. Even just nurturing the head felt like a huge task, her jaw beginning to feel a strain even now, to the point where it almost ached. So she diligently worked her mouth up and down the first four or five inches of the intimidating but incredibly exciting black cock.

“Vince!” another voice called out from the hallway, “Are you about done? Found something to jerk off to so your dick gets hard? Fuckin’ told you not to shoot after a night out, didn’t I?” As the male voice continued to speak it got closer and Lily froze as it wasn’t muffled anymore but right in the same room as she and Vincent.

“Yo Buddy, the fluffer arrived,”said the black man while working on a mouthful of sandwich. He sounded super casual, as if pointing out the mailman had been there.

“Hell, would you look at that,” replied the other male voice who sounded a bit more gruff and aged. Lily could hear the smile in his tone, though she did not turn around to see. In fact, she froze in place, squatting before the black man, her mouth filled with three inches of thick, throbbing cock that twitched as if it demanded further attention. “’Bout fucking time,” the man continued.

Previously this had all been just an impulse she followed, even if it ended with her squatting before a tall, muscular black man, his cock nestled in her mouth. But hearing someone else walk in on them made this situation she could have called happenstance and curiosity something deliberate. An act of cheating.

And so she froze, as if staying still would change anything, her eyes clouding with a sense of guilt. Vincent was still talking to that other man but glanced down momentarily, noticing her lack of motion and giving her an encouraging nod with his brow furrowed, his hand making a casual, impatient waving gesture like he was moving a slow driver along in traffic.

Lily recognized the call to action and once again began to move her head up and down, her lips nuzzling around the cock, her tongue exploring the by now completely slick skin. Her efforts were rewarded by renewed twitches of the cock in her mouth as well as a pat on the head. Sometimes she heard Vincent’s speech falter a bit and she took that as her sign to give more dedicated attention to whatever spot she was working on at the time.

It was weird sucking the cock of a guy who was talking to someone else, and that this other man also didn’t pay much mind to her. She was relegated to a service position. It reminded her of the way she would sometimes talk to a female friend while both of them got pedicures in a nail-salon. Sometimes they would flinch as sensitive parts of their bodies were stimulated, yet they usually ignored the persons doing their nails and instead focused on each other.

To her this situation was so much more digestible than if she were to suck a man’s cock with everyone’s attention on her. She was awarded her own quiet space down here, able to suck this massive cock at her own leisure. She felt detached from the social situation that was occurring, just a little cog in the machine. Only that this little cog was gobbling down a huge dick in this particular case.

Naturally her thoughts often returned to her boyfriend Mason. He had accompanied her on this trip to LA and was right now waiting in their hotel room. She thought back to last night when she made love to him. It was all routine by now. She sucked his cock for a while, but not too long since he always wanted to satisfy her as well and if she spent more than a minute or two giving him attention with her mouth he was quite prone to having accidents.

Then they had sex. Nothing to write home about, really. Usually two positions. Missionary and then with her on top to finish it off. Sometimes they did it doggy style which was probably Lily’s preferred way of getting fucked by Mason since that way his cock somehow felt bigger inside her, and she loved the physical stimulation of his body slamming into her. Though, she realized now, she also enjoyed turning her face away from Mason in those moments. Because with those other poses there was a certain performative expectation of her. She had to contort her face in faked lust, had to moan, plead with Mason. But fucked doggy-style she could just give an occasional moan while keeping her expression neutral. Maybe even bored.

Unlike now.

“..and then we shoot the DP for a few minutes. Moneyshot will be her kneeling down and you both cum on her face. Hopefully at the same time. Deal?” The older man spoke and Lily had drifted off, lost in her own little world as she sucked the picture perfect big black cock.

Vincent gave a nod at that. “Sounds good, Bud. I might need a little support to time the cumshot right. But we have her now.” He gestured down to her and feeling both men glance down on her Lily bobbed her head up and down more quickly, a muffled sound escaping her cock-stuffed mouth. “Do I take ass or pussy?” Vincent asked.

“Pussy for sure,” the older man said. Lily was able to glance up to him from the corner of her eye. He had gray curly hair that was pulled back in a ponytail and a gray goatee that was speckled with darker patches of hair. He wore a colorful Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts with flip-flops, overall giving off an aging hippie vibe. For now she wasn’t sure if Buddy was just a nickname or his actual name. “Lexie isn’t too good with that whole anal thing. Took the studio half a dozen emails and two bonus payments just to get her to agree to the DP.”

Vincent shrugged at that, a movement that Lily felt as a slight twitch in the cock she nestled between her lips. “Fine with me, Bud. I am too hungover to do the cautious anal thing anyway. It always makes me feel self conscious if a girl isn’t an anal pro, always feels like I am hurting her and that only makes me lose my hardness.”

From out of the hallway a female voice called out: “She’s ready for the scene!”

Buddy and Vincent gave each other a nod and then Vince reached down and with gentle pressure pushed Lily off his dick. She felt weirdly objectified in that moment. Previous when she sucked someone’s cock it was always a huge deal. A famous actress, a gorgeous face, those supple lips and she lowered herself to suck a cock? Then she better get the appreciation she deserves for it! But now she was completely marginalized and treated with a casual indifference that at the same time hurt and humiliated but also strongly aroused her. Something about being treated like this reverberated deeply within her and made her feel sexual in a way that she had only fantasized about while masturbating before.

Only when Vince turned around to give her a look and a wave with his hand did Lily notice that she was still kneeling on the tiled kitchen floor. She got up and followed along, the heels of her boots making a clicking sound with each step. She entered the living room that she had only peeked into before and suddenly felt very self conscious with all those eyes on her. There were two camera operators, the sound guy, the photographer and the white male pornstar. And on the couch sat the naked female pornstar, and another young woman, though fully clothed, leaning in to do the actresses’ make-up.

Buddy entered first, followed my Vince and then Lily came last.

“Look who’s up and ready to go,” said the female pornstar who must be the Lexie they talked about, with a somewhat mocking smirk, her dark brown eyes peering shamelessly at Vincent’s bouncing, hard black cock. It was still glistening with Lily’s saliva. “Got the help you need, huh?”

She gave Lily an inspecting and clearly judgmental glance, causing the pale actress to lower her eyes. The pornstar had tan skin and pitch black hair, as well as some tattoos forming a sleeve around one arm. She was probably a Latina.

Vince chuckled and came closer to the girl, his hand lazily stroking his large cock. “All for you, baby,” he muttered in a tone of voice that seemed to suggest that she and him weren’t really into each other at all. Maybe the reason why he had problems keeping it up during the scene.

He took a seat on the couch and Buddy directed the scene, telling the girl to get up and make out with Lance, the other male pornstar. Then she should sit on Vince, taking him up her pussy and Lance would move in from behind to fuck her ass.

The utterly casual way in which all of this was discussed as if it was the most mundane topic let a shiver run up and down Lily’s spine. She took a seat on Kat’s couch that was not part of the shoot and watched, finding it all strangely mixing the utterly ordinary and even boring business of a set that she was used to from shooting movies herself, with the excitement and arousal of filming actual sex as it happens. After seeing the actors in their normal state she realized that most of what they did before the camera was clearly performative, she could tell the moans of the Latina were exaggerated and fake, while the grunts of both male performers seemed forced and uneasy at times. The camera guy nudging in and getting almost intimately close to all three as they were having sex added an additional challenge to making it all seem sexual and easy-going.

“You’re doing the team too?” someone asked in a hushed, conversational tone and Lily looked up to the sound-guy standing before her, his headphones around his neck and a polite but hopeful expression on his face. Once he had her attention he thumbed over his back at the action where a boom mic was held up on a tripod. “Sound levels are all set up. And I kind of get bored during shoots like this. So much down-time. Could you maybe…” The way his hand massaged the bulge in his pants left little doubt to what he meant.

Lily swallowed and glanced to the action, seeing the female pornstar writhe on Vince’s lap with surprisingly acrobatic moves. She shrugged at the sound guy, giving him a closer look. He was young, maybe a college kid, and he was somewhat ordinary looking but not ugly. Just a regular guy, the same kind of 20 something year old you might find behind the counter of a random gas station.

She shrugged and whispered back: “I… I don’t know, I thought I’d just take care of the stars?” She looked around, finding that everyone else was paying attention to the sex scene as it was shot, the photographer moving around to get some mid-sex pictures.

He shrugged at that, giving a coy smile. “Just figured I’d ask, I’ve only seen fluffers on some shoots. And usually they are in it for, you know, the love of the game more than the cash.” He shuffled with his feet and tried in his most convincing tone: “Come on, you know you wanna, right?”

Plap-plap-plap! Went the sound of Lance fucking Lexie in the ass on the couch, her shrill, overacted moans drifting through the room. Lily felt a tingle in her lower belly, and she realized that this brazen request turned her on. Just the menial help on set, the lowest rung on the ladder. Even the sound-guy chatting her up to get some. Why would something like that turn her on? Besides, his bulge wasn’t even all that impressive. So why did she think about sucking it?

Without meaning to she was staring at his crotch as she thought about it, squirming in her seat. And the young man smirked. “Seeing something you like?” he asked in a cocky tone and Lily rolled her eyes but chuckled. Typical man with an overinflated ego. Yet when he started to fiddle with his zipper she did not move back. In fact she leaned forward as she sat on the couch, elbows on her denim-clad thighs.

His cock was much less impressive than Vince’s, smaller of course, but also less shapely and beautiful in general, if that makes sense. Nesting in a clearly untrimmed bush of dark pubes. He was hard and throbbing anyway. To her this cock seemed much more in line with the dick of Mason, her boyfriend.

There it was again, the thought of her boyfriend who was waiting for her in their hotel room. After all she was only out meeting her friend Kat, right? Yet here she was, staring at a cock. After having already sucked a different one, no less. She was a fucking cheater. Lily bit her lip and suppressed a little noise of arousal. This side of her was morally at fault, but she couldn’t deny that this whole situation turned her on.

She licked her lips and leaned in, glancing up to the sound-guy for a moment before focusing on his dick. She lapped up along its underside and tried not to grimace. Unlike Vincent’s cock this one was not well tended to and cleaned. It had hidden in a pair of underwear all day and she could taste it on the skin, the slightly salty and tangy flavor of sweat. She soldiered through it and quickly enveloped the entire cock with her mouth, starting to suck it more urgently right away, her head bobbing back and forth and her tongue coating it with spit that she then sucked off to swallow it down.

Within a few seconds she had cleaned away that first ugly, sweaty flavor, leaving behind a more palatable flavor of cock and the faint taste of precum. She slowed her work down a little after that initial, fevered sucking meant to clean him off. Her tongue broadened and explored the shape of his penis. He was quite thick around the shaft with a more narrow, almost pointed head. This made his cock quite fun to suck. She could go down deep without a fat, bulging cock always making her gag, allowing her to move her head back and forth quickly and deeply, tresses of her brown her swinging back and forth as she sucked.

“Oh my god, fuck…” whispered the sound guy, “Jesus, you know what you’re doing.”

Her eyes shot up to him and she saw that his face was screwed up with what looked like effort. He only gave her fleeting glances and she felt a strange sense of victory as she assumed he couldn’t bear to look at her for fear of cumming too quickly. Seeing the pale girl with the beautiful face suck his dick was too much for him. With almost sadistic glee she continued to suck, focusing on the head of his cock by keeping it in the firm, sucking embrace of her lips while her tongue wiggled and squirmed right against the underside of his cock-head.

His grunts meant she was pushing his buttons expertly and she could even feel his balls press up against her chin.

And then he came.

Lily was caught off-guard, the cum suddenly shooting into her mouth with forceful pressure. So taken aback was she that she moved back, releasing him from the grasp of her lips with a plopping sound. His cock dangled before her face, twitching and shooting another rope of cum, this one landing square across her face.

The young man groaned in dismay. “No please, fuck… Touch it, please.”

She had stopped stimulation mid-orgasm and clearly ruined his release. “Oh sorry,” she whispered, her hand moving up to stroke his shaft, the movements clumsy and apparently too late, as all subsequent squirts of cum were much weaker, lacking pressure and volume. He squirmed and shifted back and forth on his feet as the last remnants of his ruined orgasm were milked out of him.

“Goddammit…” he muttered under his breath, looking down at her with a semblance of reproachful regret in his eyes.

“Yeah, sorry about that, didn’t know you were cumming so soon.” In an effort to smooth over the friction she reached out and grabbed his cock again, giving it a few pumps. His erection was fading fast, the cock starting to go limp in her hand, and Lily leaned in to lick the head, feeling the coldness of spent cum coating it and then her tongue. She gave it a little suck that was meant to please him, but due to his recent, albeit ruined orgasm, he was overly sensitive and gasped in dismay, taking a step back and pulling his cock away from her at the same time.

“No, it’s fine,” he whispered slightly out of breath as he quickly buttoned up his pants.

Lily was left behind, leaning back in the couch and wiping her hand over her chin. Dampness coated it, and she could feel even more cum all over her face. As she was looking for a tissue she heard the screams of fake lust from the porn actress die down. The usual bustle of the set took over with the make-up lady taking care of the star’s left eye-lash that had become loose.

“Looking for something specific?”

Lily looked up to the question directed at her and found herself talking to Lance, the white co-star of Vincent. He was an attractive man, maybe a bit older, perhaps his late 30s or even his 40s, judging by the graying hair. He was a bit of a beefcake, with a toned physique that either suggested he spent every free minute working out or he was on some kind of illegal medication to help bulk up. Due to his size his cock seemed small. But now, up close, Lily still felt rather intimidated by it. It was smaller than Vincent’s cock for sure, but still had over-exaggerated porn dimensions, seeming way over-sized when compared to the sound-guy’s meager offering. He was rock-hard too, his dick standing up straight and aiming right at Lily’s face as he stood before her.

She gave a nervous smile and a shrug. “Just some tissues,” she replied with a little finger-point at her cum-speckled face.

He smiled and shook his head as his fingertip pointed towards his erect cock. “No need, you’re still at work, chances are you’re just gonna be messy a few minutes later.”

“Yeah, I guess that’s true,” Lily replied with a friendly smile, leaning back in the couch as she looked up to Lance standing before her.

He held eye-contact with her, his smile also casually friendly, yet his hand repeated the motion, pointing at his crotch while giving her an encouraging nod. Only then did the actress understand what he meant – he wanted her to tend to his dick. And as a fluffer that was, apparently, her job.

“Oh, my bad,” she apologized, trying to push away this surreal feeling of disbelief that clung to everything. Was she really about to just grab this stranger’s cock? His huge, glistening cock?

But she did. And not only that, she sat upright, leaning in as she gave his erection some tentative, gentle strokes. Clearly he had no real need of her. He was rock-hard and throbbing under her ministrations. While he did not have the size of Vincent, Lance’s cock was still massive if compared to any and all of Lily’s previous lovers. It was as if this dick was barely human-sized, bulging veins decorating the long straight shaft that her hand struggled to fit around, topped with a glistening, smooth crown.

She swallowed and leaned in, puckering her lips and giving the head of his dick a single, almost cautious kiss.

Lance chuckled at that. “Girl, you are definitely a charmer. Go on, play with it for real.”

She looked up to him and nodded, her prominent brows furrowing as she parted her lips to let her tongue out to play. Slowly she slathered it up and down the length of his penis, working the flank of the shaft by angling her head sideways.

He gasped in response to her work and she could feel the shudder going through him in her lips connecting her to his twitching penis. “Fuck, gotta love a girl who’s in it for the passion and not just going through the motions. Something so different about getting head from someone who loves doing it and someone who gets a paycheck for performing a blowjob on cam.”

Lily felt an unlikely sense of pride from his words. Somehow it empowered her, even as she sat there with a cock in her mouth in the middle of a busy room, the whole situation filling her with a sense of thrill and achievement. She had never been a girl very prone to giving blowjobs, had even considered it beneath her sometimes. It was something she did when a boyfriend was especially kind to her or she felt he deserved it. She knew guys liked it when she gave head, but she always thought part of that was her just making it a very rare thing so it’s special when she did it. But right now, sucking the third cock of the day, she clearly enjoyed it more each time.

“Mmhh,” Lance moaned, his hand patting the top of her head as her mouth slid up and down his thick length. Again, the gesture could be seen as patronizing, but it felt appreciative to her. “Let me fuck that pussy, baby.”

It took a moment for Lily to realize what he meant and she glanced up to him with wide eyes, her mouth left open as he pulled his cock out. A thousand thoughts whirled around her head, questioning herself if this was one step too far, if this was her line to cross in this cheating endeavor.

“How- What do you mean?” she stammered insecurely. Of course this seemed like a natural progression of her makeshift fluffer activities, but hearing the request so bluntly caught her off guard.

Lance just smiled and leaned down, fumbling with her belt and the jeans underneath. “Not exactly a good fluffer outfit, huh?” he asked with a chuckle. “Next time you should wear something less complicated.”

After a moment of hesitation she began working along with him and Lily soon found herself on all fours on the couch, her jeans pulled down between her knees along with her panties. The tight fitting jeans were more akin to a hobble like this, keeping her legs tightly together. Lance grunted in approval as his big, meaty hand explored her slender, smooth thighs and the pale, perky ass cheeks.

“Such a tight girl, if you eat a little more you could actually make it in porn you know?” he offered his sage advice, though the fact that he had his hard dick in his hand to stroke it slowly lessened the wisdom of his words to some degree.

Lily swallowed and looked back at him over her shoulder. His dick was massive, she felt its size when sucking it. Would she really be able to take it? Right now this was the biggest cock she’d have taken in all of her life. Sure, she tried toys of similar size before. But usually with lube and after some warming up. So she felt a sense of relief when Lance spat in his hand and then cupped her pussy with it, rubbing the saliva all over and then pushing two digits inside of her.

She moaned out loud at the invasion. Fuck! She felt just how needy she was right now. Like her body had kept all this pent-up arousal inside of her, mounting and building as time passed in her fluffer position, and with his fingers inside of her all that wanton desire now burst free and she could feel a tension fall off her. His fingers moved in easily, slick and slippery, and not all of those juices were his saliva.

“Yes…” she heard herself whimper.

The feeling of his strong hands on her waist sent a shiver through her. She could feel his strength, the way he lifted her entire lower body to adjust her position on the couch, only to then align his cock with her pussy. Lily bit down hard on her teeth, expecting the penetration to be painful. She was a tight, lithe girl, even at 30 years old. So she knew from experience that she needed some time to adjust, even for her below average size boyfriend.

But to her surprise Lance entered her with gentle care, sliding just the head in and then working forward not with a deep plunge but with wiggles and pokes that felt more tender than needy, listening to the signals her body gave him. Clearly he had picked up a few things here and there throughout his career of fucking professionally.

In addition to that Lily also found her own body to react more potently than she usually would, could hear her own wetness coating his dick in the slick sounds his gentle thrusts created. She felt full already, positively stuffed, little gasps escaping her that made him pause for just a moment.

“You good?” she heard him ask.

“Yah,” she replied, trying to sound casual, yet her voice was shaky and trembling. She felt like if she had to say more than just that syllable her teeth would have started to chatter with need and arousal.

“Want me to go deeper?”

Lily swallowed and after a moment of hesitation she nodded, planting her head down on the couch cushion, sideways so that her cheek rested on it. She arched her back and could feel her body open up for him.

Lance let out a grunt and worked more courageously now. His gentle poking turned into full thrusts and Lily could now feel a natural resistance in her body. Was he bottoming her out already!? She gasped and let out a soft whimper. Her hand was clutching the silky pillowcase firmly, just an inch away from her face, and she bit her full lower lip.

Soon she couldn’t help but let out genuine moans, unable to hold back her desire for the massive dick pushing deep inside of her. People started to notice, looking up from whatever task they were doing, some of them unbothered, others with a smile on their faces. This was so different from slowly working a sex-toy into herself during a masturbation session! She could feel him throb and twitch in response to her own body’s reactions. He took his time, never rushing her, but when he felt her give a little more he was right there, pushing deeper. And soon his hips were flush with her tight, pale ass. For a moment he just stood there, impaling her, and the petite actress was wincing and squirming, feeling utterly filled up.

“Holy fuck…” she breathed out, her tone shifting from a mumble to a moan, even in just uttering the word ‘fuck’.

“’Ya like it,” she heard Lance chuckle from behind her as he began to thrust into her more earnestly. He moved back, then plunged back in, and Lily could feel herself stretch to accommodate his threatening girth and length.

“I love it!” she moaned out loudly, and from the corner of her perceptions that were utterly blurred with the onslaught of sheer arousal taking a hold of her mind she noticed other people in the room smirking or laughing. But she didn’t care, not right now. Right now her world were those hefty inches of meat ramming into her tight opening. “God yes! More! Fuck me!” She blushed at the sound of her own voice. She came off so slutty, so fucking needy! Shameful.

“She really loves it,” Lance groaned again with a smile that Lily could hear on his words rather than actually see. His hand came down on her ass for a nice, firm spank and the actress rolled her eyes back, letting out a throaty gasp.

“I can see that,” a familiar female voice said.

Lily recognized the speaker immediately and a shock went through her. Apparently this caused her to tighten around Lance’s cock and he let out an approving moan, working his dick against that new tight pressure, making Lily whimper.

Her lust-addled eyes moved sluggishly, but soon they found Katherine McNamara just standing there casually, one shoulder leaned against the doorway, her ankles crossed. She looked amazing! In a pleated denim mini skirt and a frilly white top, her feet bare, soft soles patting over the floor. Instead of looking directly at Lily the redhead was focused on the screen of the phone she was holding. A phone that was doubtlessly filming Lily getting fucked! Lily felt a pang of worry mixed with terror. She was a public persona! And now Kat just filmed her?

But those thoughts were quickly wiped away and deleted with the cock pushing into her body, hitting a spot that made her go: “Mmmhhh fuck!” her face screwed up with barely contained lust and her lower lip trembling. When she managed to open her eyes again Kat had come closer.

“Looks like you guys found the fluffer I sent over?” she asked, directing the question towards Buddy who nodded.

“Yeah, she was a bit late,” replied the graying porn director, “Still came right in time though. Vince had some problems and this girl fixed him right up.”

“Vince? Having problems?” Katherine chuckled and shook her head as Lily’s petite body was hammered by Lance’s hips in a steady, punishing rhythm, driving loud, needy moans out of her. “I can’t  imagine that.” Kat moved over to the black, tall porn actor and let one hand slide around his bare waist while the other still kept her phone trained on Lily.

Vincent turned around with a smile and embraced Katherine, leaning down to her and planting his lips on hers. There was a deep sense of familiarity between them that suggested this was not the first time they had fooled around. As the kiss turned into open-mouthed making out, his big hands explored her slender body possessively, lifting her mini-skirt and squeezing her butt cheeks. From the corner of her eye Lily noted that Kat did not seem to wear any underwear.

“You always send us the prettiest girls, Kat,” Vincent grumbled, passion in his voice, “Pretty as a picture and so eager for cock. Just like you.”

As if to prove his point Katherine seized Vincent’s impressive erection and gave it some gentle, teasing strokes, her hand ending up around the head where she teased the little slit with just the tip of her thumb while planting little kisses on his chiseled jaw, having to go up on her tip-toes to do so.

“Doesn’t look like you got any problems now, Vince,” she cooed as she handled his massive, hard dick. Her light, hazel eyes wandered over to Lily, who was still getting relentlessly pounded as this went on, and mischief flickered over the redhead’s face. “How about you let me get a little shot of my friend Lily here getting double-stuffed, Vince?” She kissed him again, whispering encouragingly: “Go on, use her mouth.”

Lily sort of took all of this in through the layer of arousal that coated her every perception at this time. She noticed Vincent smirk at Kat, give her one last kiss and then come over to where Lance fucked her on the couch. Still on all fours, her jeans between her knees, head down in the pillows, she glanced up to the hulking but suave black man as he was slowly stroking his dick.

“You want more of this, don’t cha?” he asked with a cocky smile and Lily gave and unsteady nod, interrupted multiple times during this usually repetitive movement by Lance’s unceasing, powerful thrusts hitting her to the core.

With the clumsiness of a newborn deer she tried to prop her upper body up on her hands, feeling them buckle under her weight and the collisions of Lance’s hips making her body quake. Vince seemed to be more than just a little experienced though, sinking down into a half-squat before her, his hand around the base of his cock, allowing him to aim the fleshy head right at Lily’s mouth.

“Oh god yes,” moaned the brunette actress, “Let me- mmphphmmmh…” The last words were muffled by the dick pushing past her rosy lips, wrestling for the suddenly quite scarce space in her mouth with her wiggling tongue. She lapped at it, tried to close her lips around it to suck it. But the moans coming up involuntarily often caused her to lose the seal of suction, just making her “Mmph!” and “Gah!” around the dick instead.

Lily’s lust-clouded hazel eyes glanced up to Vincent who kept an eye on her, then she winced as Lance spanked her ass-cheek, whimpering against Vince’s erection. From the corner of her eye she noticed Kat appear, taking a knee beside Vincent, right in front of the couch, her phone still trained on her long-time friend, a teasing smirk on her lips. She got a nice close-up like this, moving the phone right to where Vincent’s cock disappeared in her mouth, then leaning back to also capture Lance’s dick hammering away at her pale ass, by now decorated with some reddening splotches from his firm spanks.

“Now Lily,” Katherine asked in a cunning, casual, conversational tone, “How do you feel about real cocks? Big cocks? Still just a matter of perspective? Do they just hurt or is there a genuine difference between feeling this…” She once against tilted the phone to the side so she could capture Lance’s dick pummel the pale ass of her friend, the soft flesh jiggling under the impacts, then smoothly moved the focus back on Lily’s cock-sucking face. “...and the sad apology of a dick your current bf sports.” As she asked her question the hand not holding her phone moved in front of it, sticking out and wiggling her pinky in a mocking fashion.

“Mmphhgh!” Lily made and Kat glanced up to Vincent who took a step back with a smirk, slowly stroking his erection.

Kat filmed Lily’s face, her make-up a mess, drool from sucking cock dripping down her chin. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair frazzled. Lily tried to look at Kat and the camera, but her eyes were often clouded with sheer, unmistakable arousal, sometimes even going cross-eyed, her breathing unsteady and coming in gasps and moans.

“What was that, Lily?” Kat snickered, “Care to repeat? Do big cocks feel better?”

The internal conflict was clear as day on Lily’s expressive face, she wanted to stay silent, but the moans were forced out by the hard fuck she endured.

“Yes!” she finally screamed out with a moan, an orgasm overtaking her by surprise, shaking her limbs and giving her voice a quivering timbre, “Fuck yes! It feels so much better! Mmmhhh oh fuck me! Oh god, this feels so much better!”

Kat smirked in satisfaction and lowered her ass down on the heels of her now bare feet in her kneeling position. She noticed Lily’s orgasm and leaned in, cupping the distressed woman’s cheek with her hand and leaning in to kiss her forehead, the cellphone now off and laying beside her.

“Good job, Lily,” Kat cooed into her ear, “that’s what I wanted to hear, that’s why I set this up for you.” She brushed a strand of loose hair away from Lily’s eyes and then kissed her lips again, loving the way the brunette moaned against her mouth, how she could feel the impacts of Lance’s rigorous, staccato fucking even by just kissing her friend. “Enjoy yourself,” whispered the faux-redhead, “you won’t have to go through life wondering what it’s like anymore. This is it. This is what a juicy, fat cock does to you.”

Lily was barely able to nod her head in a coherent, even way, the movements feeling twitchy despite Lance slowing his thrusts after her orgasm, still fucking her but at a much slower pace to let her catch her breath and calm down a little. Vincent seemed less concerned about that. Just as Kat and Lily exchanged a deep, sensual kiss, their tongues dancing with each other, his big black cock pushed in from the side, brushing against Lily’s as well as Kat’s cheek as it was nudged between them.

The slender redhead couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, pulling back a little. Lily however was acting on mere instinct, her mouth opening with wanton desire, her breath wafting over the thick cock, hot and damp, tongue lapping out against the side of the shaft until she found the head and she wrapped her lips around it.

“Mmmmhhhh mhh mhh!” Lily moaned rhythmically as Lance fucked her, the sounds muffled by Vince’s cock stuffing her mouth.

Kat observed for a moment, still hovering right next to Lily’s face. Kat’s eyes were filled with a mix of admiration and even a bit of jealousy.

“Let me get a taste of this…” she breathed out, leaning in. Her mouth opened and she smacked her lips around the side of Vince’s shaft just as Lily’s mouth worked the head. Kat turned her head sideways, a movement similar to shaking her head as she worked up and down the side of the throbbing shaft, meeting Lily’s soft lips on one side and Vincent’s bulging, fat balls on the other.

Vincent stood in front of the couch in a semi-squat, his legs spread wide and his knees a little bent since Lily’s head was just about the height of the seats which were quite low down. And this gap between his legs came in handy for Kat who now made herself small on her knees, scooting closer and getting right between his thighs. She angled her head up and now focused on his heavy, dangling balls exclusively, opening her mouth wide and kissing his sack eagerly. Her hand slid down her body, lifting up her mini-skirt to reveal that she did not wear panties underneath. She moaned as she began to finger herself, digits moving rapidly over her clit only to dip down and slide into her pussy, and then back again, continuously shifting back and forth to tease herself.

Vincent seemed to enjoy the way Kat played with his balls, but he had a different idea. She felt him reach down clumsily, though she couldn’t fault him for that with his attention so wildly spread between the brunette sucking his cock and the redhead licking his balls. With gentle force he guided Kat to turn around. She sat down flat on her ass on the ground in front of the couch and he made her head lean back, so the back of it was resting on the seat-cushion of the couch, just a few inches away from where Lily rested her head. From this perspective she could see the way Vince moved his hips, pushing back and forth to penetrate Lily’s mouth. The actress tried to be accommodating, though the sheer size of Vince often made her gag and sputter, some droplet of spit landing on Kat’s face in this position.

Vincent moved back a little more and the brunette’s lips lost their seal, releasing his cock with an audible plop. He reached down and pushed against the base of his cock from above. This caused it to angle down and for a second Kat stared down its entire, spit-drenched length. She knew what was expected of her and opened up, mouth parting wide, tongue out. With no hesitation Vince pushed in and his hips worked as inch after inch of juicy black cock filled Kat’s mouth. “Mmph!” she moaned, managing to follow it up with an open-mouthed, cock-stuffed “Gah!” sound as she had to gag. The rhythm of Vince’s thrusts created its very own repetitive sounds that came from Kat’s mouth whenever she exhaled: “Grkh! Glkh! Gah!”

Her eyes were wide open, looking around, and she found herself glancing right at Lily who was slightly above her, finding the same kind of aroused confusion in her face that she herself felt too. Overcome with affection Lily leaned in, planting a kiss on Kat’s forehead and then moving down further to stick out her tongue and lick the lower end of Vince’s shaft as he was fucking Kat’s mouth.

Lance had slowed down fucking Lily since her orgasm and now pulled out entirely. He helped the actress get out of her boots, then slid her jeans down, tossing them aside along with her panties. Now only wearing the cropped striped knitted sweater Lily laid down on her back, her legs spreading for Lance who immediately entered her again. Looking into her eyes he started to fuck her more urgently again and Lily whimpered.

On her back like this the top of her head was right against the top of Katherine’s head while she was getting face-fucked by Vince. Lily reached up and used her hands to play with the black man’s balls since they were just in her reach.
“Oh you want more?” Vincent asked with a chuckle. He pulled his dick from Kat’s mouth and her saliva clung to it in thick, gooey threads. Globs of it dripped all over Katherine’s forehead and hair, some of it falling right onto one eye, gluing it shut.

Lily looked up with surprise to Vincent, then to the cock that was still dripping that same gooey saliva, and was just about to say something when his cock pushed into the actresses’ mouth. “Mmmmph!” Lily made, the sound coming off as a protest, but within seconds the defiance left her as Lance’s powerful thrusts into her pussy picked up and the dick in her mouth made her docile. “Mmhhh…” she made as she sucked on it, having to do little work with Vincent doing most of it by moving his hips back and forth, letting Lily end up getting stuffed from both ends. His balls dangled down, hitting Kat in the face with each thrust.

“I’m close!” Lance grunted in that moment. His face could be seen by neither Lily nor Kat from their respective positions, but from the sound of his voice it was clear he was gritting his teeth.

From across the room Buddy asked: “Are ‘ya good to go too, Vince?”

The black men groaned and his thrusts into Lily’s mouth became more urgent. “Soon!” he replied back.

“Jesus Christ,” the female pornstar’s voice drifted over. Lexie sat on the other couch, clearly bored, her legs crossed and swiping through her phone while the make-up lady worked on her lashes. “These guys need some extra coaxing just to get the money-shot.” She sounded detached and uninterested, like this was just another day in the office for her.

“Alright, Lance, you maintain and Vince – can you fucking get there soon?” Buddy called over from his discussion with one of the camera operators who was setting up a shot.

There was a new urgency and Lily looked around wide-eyed as Vincent pulled his cock out of her mouth. Lance had already slowed the fuck to a very gentle pace, penetrating her only in a shallow way. Now he fully pulled his cock out of her and guided her to her knees on the ground in front of the couch. She glanced over and saw that Kat’s position had changed too.

Vincent grunted as he guided Katherine from her position on her butt under him to one where she was down on all fours on the ground, right next to where Lily knelt, the redhead’s face down on the ground and her ass up in the air, her clothes being roughly torn off by Vince and tossed aside carelessly. The big smile on her face showed she was into this.

“Go on, suck it,” Lance said in a hushed tone while slowly stroking his cock.

Lily tore her attention away from her friend and nodded, moving in and wrapping her lips around Lance’s dick. She grimaced momentarily as she tasted what she assumed to be her own flavor. It wasn’t gross, just unexpected and not something she was used to at all. She remembered when she made her boyfriend go wash his dick when he once talked her into a blowjob after fucking her an hour before. But now? Now she knelt here, sucking the dick that had been in her pussy a few seconds ago.

“Easy,” Lance hissed through clenched teeth, his hand flat on Lily’s forehead to pace her head-bobbing.
She glanced up to him with wide, innocent eyes and nodded. Instead of gobbling down his cock like she had done with Vincent when he double-stuffed her on the couch she slowed down massively. Gently she slithered her tongue around the head of Lance’s cock, treating it like an ice-cream cone that she enjoyed greatly, taking a lick every now and then but mostly nuzzling it shallowly between her lips. Sometimes she dipped down to give a longer lick from his balls along the underside of his shaft all the way to the bulging head.

“Ahhh, fuck!” Lance moaned, his teeth clenching as he asked: “You there yet Vince? Not sure I can hang on much longer.”

Lily gave a side-eye glance over to where Vince had guided Kat and was surprised to see her getting roughly fucked from behind by the black man. His paw-like, massive hands were on her ass cheeks, groping them as he absolutely pounded her at a back-breaking pace. The sheer force of the impacts made Lily a little worried, but it was clear to see that Kat had a blissful smile on her lips when they weren’t distended into an O-shape for her constant, wanton moans and whimpers. Lily realized now that Lance and Vince had both treated her gently but Vince seemed familiar with Kat, her needs and limits, giving her something that was a lot more forceful.

Distracted by the sight Lily lost Lance’s cock from her mouth and felt it poke her cheek with a wet, fleshy tip. “Sorry,” she apologized in a quiet tone before taking him into her mouth again, giving him a couple of quicker sucks to make up for it, which made him grunt and clench his eyes shut, making trembling fists with his hands right beside her head. She realized that he was close and froze for a moment, then she slowed her oral affections, switching back to the slower licks and nibbles until Lance relaxed again.

Vincent continued to fuck Katherine into the ground as this went on, the sound of his hips slamming against her perky ass reverberating through the entire house along with Kat’s ungodly moans.

“Oh my god! Yes! FUUUCK! Fuck me! Yes! YES! Oh FUCK!” she yelled out her lust, no filter applied and her facial expression contorted into a grimace of needy arousal. Lily wasn’t sure but she’d bet that her friend already came at least once. Maybe even multiple times. It was hard to tell because she seemed so lost in lust that pin-pointing any clear peak in arousal was difficult to do. Her slender legs were quaking, the muscles in her toned thighs literally twitching with every punishing thrust of Vincent. It was clear to see that this merciless, mallet-like fuck curled her toes incessantly.

“Close!” Vincent groaned finally, his wide chest heaving out of breath and his voice strained.

Buddy clapped his hands two times to get everyone’s attention. “In position! Fluffers, keep the talent on the edge. Lexie, get ready for it. Cameras and lights good? Sound levels on point?”

The crew fell into a practiced routine and Lily first observed. Lexie quickly dropped her phone on the couch and knelt on a prepared pillow in the middle of the room. She gave Vince an annoyed look.

“Cum in my eye again and I’ll never shoot with you again,” she threatened.

Both Lance and Vincent got closer without approaching her quite yet, coaxing Lily and a very out of breath and shaky Katherine with them.

In the controlled chaos they switched partners, Katherine kneeling before Lance and nurturing his clearly on-the-verge cock with gentle and careful caresses and licks, while Lily ended up before Vince, much like her adventure as a newly recruited fluffer started out. Unlike the porn star neither of the girls got a pillow to kneel on, they rested on the hard floorboards, their comfort not a priority. Lily swallowed as she saw Vince’s dick, the smooth, deep brown skin shiny with a creamy white juice left behind by Kat’s orgasms.

The brunette exchanged a quick glance with Kat and her friend nodded encouragingly, smiling at her. They had shared a hotel bed before and of course kissed each others cheeks and lips on multiple occasions. But licking her orgasmic fluids off a hard cock was a level of intimacy Lily wasn’t sure she was ready for.

Luckily Vincent helped her decision along, gently taking her slender neck into his big hand and pulling her close to his massive cock that twitched upon her arrival. It poked her cheek and Lily opened her mouth, catching the fleshy head between her lips. The first taste left her expression uncertain and insecure, but the familiar feeling of that otherworldly large cock throbbing against her tongue quickly let her fall into learned patterns.

Lily began to suck him, loving the way this dick felt different from Lance’s. She decided that she liked Vince’s cock better, just the sheer girth and heft of it. Sucking it alone already felt awesome. In her eagerness she might have been too forward as Vincent laid a hand on her head, slowing her down a little bit and she made eye-contact with him, clearly muffled by his cock in her mouth, but apologizing to him wordlessly by giving him a kind look and lapping against his cock-head with a slow-moving, tender tongue.

He seemed to like that, breathing out carefully through pressed lips. She could feel the way his orgasm was right there, only moments away. His cock twitched rapidly when she gave too much attention to his more sensitive areas, and his balls sometimes rose up to tickle Lily’s chin. In addition to that there were goosebumps on his muscular thighs, making the hairs stand up.

As this was happening she noticed from the corner of her eye that Buddy moved in to check the focus of the two camera-men, then assured the sound-levels were good. He adjusted one of the lights a little, confirming that the porn star was perfectly lit. With a nod to both Lance and Vince he called out: “Quiet on set! Everyone good? And… Go!”

Lily looked on as Lance as well as Vince pulled away from the two Hollywood fluffers, their hands on their cocks and pumping away. They closed in on the kneeling pornstar and gave a few performative moans and empty lines like: “Oh you’re gonna make me bust!” and “Yeah, you want that load, don’t ‘ya?”

The two camera-men made sure everything was in shot and once they gave Buddy a nod, the aging director lifted his hands, squeezing Lance’s and Vincent’s shoulders out of frame.

Lance was the first to cum, and he clearly needed to. Lily had noticed that he was barely holding on even when she slowly sucked him back when Kat was getting fucked by Vince beside them. His load was huge! Watery cum shot out with surprising pressure, covering the porn actress who flinched on impact but smiled through the indignation, licking her lips in an exaggerated fashion.

Lily glanced over and saw that Kat had come closer. With a quickly exchanged smile both actresses held each others hands as they observed the rest of the porn movie climax being filmed.

Finally Vincent also blew his load, grunting out and moaning as his hefty balls rose up in the sack and his dick twitched rapidly, oozing out his cum on the Latina’s face. Unlike Lance his cum was creamy and very thick, though it did not shoot out at all, rather just being squeezed out by his hand as he milked himself right on her forehead.

Both male pornstars took a step back and the Latina posed for the camera, smiling brightly and sticking one cum-coated fingertip into her mouth to teasingly bite it.

“Cut!” yelled Buddy, and the cameras were lowered and turned off. Buddy headed to a PC monitor where he screened the recently shot material. Immediately the make-up girl hurried to the kneeling actress whose smiled turned off like a switch had been flicked, handing her a towel. She grabbed it, got up, dried her face and then snatched a pack of cigarettes from her purse. She put on a bathing robe and headed out into the garden for her smoke.

Vincent and Lance sat down on the couch and gently nursed their softening erections with their hands.

“Kat, Lily?” Vince called out and both actresses made their way over.

“Yeah?” asked Kat.

“You girls were awesome. You really have an eye for talent. The last few girls you brought over were just as hot and eager as this one.”

Kat smiled and glanced over at Lily, mischief in her eyes. But the brunette wasn’t really shocked. Learning that Kat organized porn shoots and tricked her friends into being fluffers on set seemed pretty on point for her personality.

“Thanks Vincent, you know how to flatter a girl,” she replied to him.

Vincent and Lance exchanged a look, their hands massaging their post-orgasmic cocks, still slick with remnants of their recently shed loads.

“So…” Lance began with a coy smile, “we were wondering if you got another hour or so? Not on the books at all. But we both liked the way you did your job. Maybe we can give each of you another load? This time without any camera crews waiting around."

Kat smirked at Lily, the smirk only growing wider as Lily’s eyes widened.

“Yes, that would be wonderful,” Katherine finally said.

Lily hesitated a moment longer but also nodded her head. “I guess…” she admitted.

Vincent grinned and leaned back lifting his hand from his cock, it was soft now but by no means any less impressive.

“Go on then,” encouraged Lance, “nurture us back up.”

With a giggle Kat knelt down, sliding between Vincent’s muscular thighs to make out with his dangling but hefty cock.

Lily joined in, kneeling beside Kat and adjusting Lance’s flaccid cock with her hands so it laid on his stomach. Then she lowered her head, licking from his balls along the soft shaft.

This would be a long, lovely day. For a moment her thoughts drifted to Mason who waited for her in their hotel room.

He would have to wait a bit longer.

THE END