i became a pornographer the other day. I walked into a room. I took off my shoes and my socks. My friends and fellow directors told me to take off my clothes and put on a robe. I looked across the room at my newly met counterpart and soon to be fake fuck partner. He was cute. Cuter than me but not more confident.
I pulled out a bag of weed I smuggled on the china town bus and began inhaling as much as my lungs could take. I drank some Whiskey and my body does what it always does when i have whiskey and beer in it. I want to fuck. I want it asap.
I was nervous for one very long second. I thought what if I can't give this guy a boner. What if I dont turn him on. I will fucking kill myself and laugh at him and tell him he's gay. thats what i'll do. But luckily I'm hot as shit and no boner can resit all powerful me.
The shoot lasted for hours. Hours of hard boners against me, my nipples being pulled on, my hair being tugged, my ass being slapped, wet fingers inside of me, fucking heaven on earth.
The last five shots we were screaming for them to fucking hurry up and finish. They put the camera on the bed. "winked at me to get a jizz shot". And we smoked a bowl and made out. I told him I'd fuck him in the bathroom later. He agreed it was a good idea and rolled another blunt. I felt like a fucking rockstar. My girls and I are going to be fucking millionfuckingaires.
we didn't fuck.
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