The life of a porn star

Chapter 2

With every kiss, you may infact take it in and savor it, remembering it for the rest of your life. A kiss can mean alot of things of course, the connection of two people's undying love, etc. But for me I suppose I take them for granted instead, because after all it's my job, isn't it?

Now where should I begin? Oh yes, the day I got the call.

A week after my audition, I finally got the call back from Eric. My heart was racing extremely afterwards, as I jumped around my apartment completely excited as I thought of what I would be doing for them. Another photo shoot? Or possibly a movie? Whatever it was, I was determined to please my boss.

That night, I laid in bed, not able to sleep at the thoughts continued to flash in my mind. Of course when I was nineteen I didn't have that much of experience in bed, even though I lost my virginity only two years before that. But of course back then I wasn't used to the feeling and didn't get any pleasure from it, to where I thought I should probably rent a few movies to educate myself.

Driving down to the nearest Adult store in my blue mercedes, I found myself staring at the building for about five minutes before finally getting the courage to actually walk inside. The store was decent, with many rows of movies and magazines stacked upon shelves, followed by a corner of toys and all of those goodies that I happen to love these days.

I could remember that at that time I felt so out of place, as many perverted forty year old men usually would just look at magazines and the covers of movies just to get off at 12:30 at night, which was something that probably their wifes wouldn't help them at. But luckily for me, the cashier was a woman, to be precise someone I can consider one of my best friends these days.

When I entered the store, I walked down several rows grabbing up anything that I found interesting, like something on double penetration, or hardcore sex. Whatever it was, I just hoped that it would help me out in being pleasurable to whoever I had to work with.

The whole time the she stood there watching me, wondering as to how a girl my age could possibly be looking at porn on a Saturday night. I attempted in brushing off the many glances that she gave me, but after I finally picked out a few movies and some KY lubricant and a eight inch dildo, I had to finally face her.

Sarah Carson was about 21 when I first met her, a pretty normal girl just trying to live out her life. She was someone too beautiful to be working in a place like this, with dark wavy hair and dark chestnut eyes, and a rocking body to boot. I thought that she should have pursued something better for her life and possibly even find the love of her life, and have a few kids and finally settle down, like I should have done.

"Is this all for you tonight?" She asked me, running the items through the cash register.

"Yeah," I knew I had to make an excuse to stop her from giving me those uncomfortable looks, which lucky for me I was good at lying. "But to tell you the truth, all of this stuff is just to help me out in bed with my boyfriend."

She nodded and giggled at once, finally taking the dildo and running it through the scanner. "Well to tell you the truth, I've done the same." She looked around to make sure none of the customers heard our conversation. "After all of the practicing, my boyfriend always looks forward to having sex after he comes home from work."

I smiled. She actually fell for it. But of course it was true that many women didn't find themselves up to their standards when it came to having sex with their partners. While Sarah was building up her confidence to perform for her boyfriend, I was busy trying to get myself used to the fact of having sex every day, each time with a different person.

Surprisingly back then I didn't know how much porn was worth, because that night I could remember that I definitely burnt a hole in my wallet. After saying goodbye to Sarah and paying the 100 dollars on my bill, I rushed back to my apartment and put one of the movies in the DVD player.

An instant sound of moaning escaped the living room, with the image of a woman being filled completely in her pussy with an extremely huge cock. I watched as the woman's face was flushed with pleasure, her voice getting higher and higher until she finally came. I knew this scene would be perfect to masturbate to.

Quickly pausing the movie, I quickly undressed and laid on the couch, rummaging through the plastic bag to find the lube and dildo, lathering it up completely until it was slick with the clear gel as I pushed rewind button on the remote until the scene started once more.

The scene started with a couple engaging in consenual sex, the woman on top as she slowly rocked on her partner's raging hard on. At this time, I slowly inserted the dildo into my opening inch by inch, whimpering. I started out with short, slow thrusts as I closed my eyes, imagining that instead of using a dildo, I was actually being fucked by a real man.

I wasn't completely sure as who I would use in my daydream, searching for the possible partner that I found rather attractive and suitable, until I figured that using Eric would be alright. My breathing became shallower as I could picture Eric slowly thrusting himself into my tight opening, somewhat warming me up to a hard fuck, or possibly even to tease me.

Using my hand to rub my clit, and my other to control the thrusts of my vibrator, I finally had the urge to turn on the power, the toy buzzing in my opening. Slightly quickening my pace, in the back of my mind I see Eric smiling down at me as he slowly pulled out, only to ram himself into my aching cunt, making me moan at the feeling.

I smile as he quickens the pace, now burying his member into me completely as I moved my hips to meet his thrusts. The sound of the woman's moans rang through my ears as I feel a certain gush of wetness engulf the vibrator, in which I almost lose the grip on it.

I could feel myself on the verge of cumming, twisting the head as I shoved it back into my pussy as I felt a certain warmth forming at the pit of my stomach. In the back of my mind I could see Eric ramming me with much strength and a pleasurable roughness, small beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he glanced down at me.

Soon enough my breathing became irregular, my chest heaving to suck in enough air for just one breath. With another thrust, my body shakes and quivers, shuddering from head to toe as I begin to become weak from the pleasure.

I glance at Eric as he places his hands at either side of me, burying his member into me even farther as I feel the pressure building up inside, my body slowly unable to take it anymore as I scream out, my voice echoing in the room.

I reach out my hand to touch him, just for one kiss, but he isn't there. The image slowly fades as I see myself once more in the living room of my apartment, the sigh of disappointment escaping my lips as I glance over at the TV, another scene with a completely different couple fucking before my eyes.

Pulling out the toy I toss it on the ground beside me, grabbing the light blanket and covering myself completely as I smiled. I was so close to unconsciousness that it didn't matter to me whether or not the movie continued. I needed sleep.

Even though I had managed to get off by the masturbation, I still wasn't satisfied. I needed a real partner, someone to cuddle me after we made love to each other. Which of course I knew I wouldn't be successful in getting if I was going to have sex each and every day, with someone I barely even knew.