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We were offered food before go time, but I declined. My stomach was knotted into a tangled mess. Eli held me protectively in front of him, wrapping his large arms around me wherever the assistant escorted us. Other than in wardrobe, we weren’t ever apart. He kept kissing me on top of my head, on my forehead, on my temple. His big hands would caress my shoulders or stroke strands of my hair, like he couldn’t stop touching me. His warm touch put me at ease.
The set was designed as a bedroom that looked like stuffed animals had exploded all over it. As a sweaty, balding man approached us with a nefarious grin, Eli gripped my waist tighter.
“Miss Muff. So nice to finally meet you. You nervous? Scared?” It seemed as if he wanted me to answer yes.
“Um, yeah.” I hoped he would not be in the room while we performed.
“You should be. Dirk here is an enormous man… But I’m sure he’ll takereallygood care of you.” He winked, and I almost dry heaved.
“You’re not staying, Bruno.” Eli said it like a command.
Bruno looked up at Eli and flashed his excessively white teeth. “No, unfortunately, but I’ll watch the footage later. Have a great time, you two.”
Just behind him was a man who looked as if he had not showered in days. Greasy brown hair flew everywhere on top of his head. He had a camera strapped to his waist. Thick glasses covered his eyes and half his cheeks. “Hey, I’m Matt. The director,” he said as if he were in a hurry. “We’ll get started here shortly. Take some pictures.”
Other than Matt, there were only two other guys in the room. One was operating lights, and another had a microphone with a fuzzy cover. Both the light and microphone were on long sticks.
Matt had us disrobe and pose in various sexy positions on the bed as if we were having sex, but not yet. Eli and I would kiss, pressing our bodies close together. Every time he touched me, the panic threatening to escape my throat would settle down. Slowly, he peeled off each item of my clothes for the photos.
After Eli unzipped his prisoner jumpsuit, I marveled at the dedication and work he had obviously taken in crafting his body to muscular perfection. His dark olive skin was like a work of art. Pulling my knees up to my chest, I covered myself, wondering if Eli thought I was too young for him. I wished I had more of a woman’s body.
Tucking a piece of my long blonde hair behind my ear, Eli smiled as I took him in. Every inch of his skin was covered with a different tattoo. He had a few small numbers tattooed next to his left eye. On his right cheek was a series of triangles set inside one another. The center triangle was solid.
“Okay, sweetheart, get on your back, but lean on your elbows. Dirk, if you could kneel to the side of her head?” Matt gave us the next instruction. “Just like that. Perfect. Honey, take his big dick in your hands and kiss the tip. Now hold on to it while you look him in the eyes.”
I did as Matt directed. Wanting to please Eli, I eagerly placed my lips on the end of his cock. Eli groaned, his head falling back as I licked it, and he thrust his hips toward my mouth. Some drops of salty liquid expelled from the end, and I tasted it. Licking my lips, I knew I wanted more of him as he huffed a loud, needy sigh down at me.
“Not yet, guys. Save it for the video,” the director warned. Matt leaned over the bed and put the camera close to my face, which was awkward, but I tried to ignore him and focus on Eli.
“Okay, Dirk, pussy munching time. Let’s get you between those thighs.”
Eli was directed to put his tongue on my clit and stroke slowly. When he knelt between my legs, I squished his head with my thighs. No one had ever been there before. It was embarrassing, and his breath tickled my skin as he chuckled. “Relax, baby. Just try to relax,” Eli whispered to me. He used his large palm to ease me open for him.
My stomach tightened as I watched Eli lick between my legs. Taking a deep breath, I felt my cheeks flame and squeezed my eyes closed. I thought of all the money I was making; of all the debts I would erase. Surely, people must do this every day. I could do it, too.
When I opened my eyes and looked down, Eli was gazing at me lustfully. His warm brown eyes were my anchor. Matt’s camera captured Eli’s tongue on my nub, slowly stroking and sucking my clit. The sensation of his hot breath made me so wet I thought he may drown. It was a pleasure I’d never experienced before, but just as I began to writhe on his face, Matt called for us to move.
Our last position for the pre-production photo shoot was to spoon together naked on the bed. Eli lifted my top leg, exposing my center to the camera. His thick, hard cock head was brushed right up to my entrance. I wriggled a little on it, but Eli’s deep voice resonated directly into my ear, “Not yet, baby girl. Hang on. I’ll give it to you soon.” When he spoke, he placed his lips into the crook of my neck, which shot electric sparks up and down my spine.
Once he got his shots, Matt asked if either of us needed a break before filming. My skin was tingling with the anticipation of being with Eli. The wetness soaking my thighs letting me know I was ready to go. Eli held my hand and glanced at me with half-lidded eyes. His face said he wanted this to happen now as much as I did.
Both of us put our outfits back on, and Eli threw my cotton robe over my shoulders. The pancake makeup lady entered to do touch-ups on our skin. After drinking a few sips of water, I was ready. Eli whispered into my ear, “Just us two. Focus on me.”
“All right. Let’s get started!” Matt yelled.
After Matt called for action, Eli, dressed in his prisoner costume, acted like he was breaking in through the room’s window. Pretending to be asleep, I lay on the bed, curled up with a teddy bear. As I felt Eli crawl up my body, I woke up. The plot and script were basic, the lines embarrassingly simple, but I knew none of them mattered. Losing my virginity was the only important thing.
“Please don’t hurt me!” I gasped in pretend fright.
Eli crouched on all fours over my body. “Can’t help it, little girl. You’re so hot.”
Pressing my palms into his chest, I said loudly as I had been instructed, “B-but I’m a virgin!”
“Mmm, that makes it even better. Would you like me to relieve you of that problem?” Eli’s voice was flat. His heart wasn’t in the lines. Neither was mine.
“Y-yes. Please…”
Eli pressed his lips to mine and parted them softly with his tongue. He brushed his hand against my face, stroking back some of my long strands. “Just us,” he whispered so only I could hear.
