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Our Little Secret Ch. 04

By: Midfielder86



'Does anyone know if she goes by another name?'

'Where can I find her other videos?'

We scanned the comments together. Lindsey Cruz, real name Maria Rodriguez, appeared to have quite the following already, just weeks after her video had gone live. Over 150,000 views on the free porn website where the video was hosted, and a 4.4 rating out of 5.

As we sat on her couch on this Wednesday night and watched the video yet again, Maria continued to critique her performance. "I should have looked at the camera....here," she muttered to herself, looking away. I broke my gaze as well as Evan continued to fuck her ass, and sat back on the couch next to her as the laptop ran.

Our relationship had continued to evolve over the past few weeks since "Lindsey" filmed her video. We had become official. I hadn't met her children yet, but they did know that "mommy" had a boyfriend. Her ex-husband knew as well, and was supportive. He did, after all, have a girlfriend of his own. He had the kids tonight, and as with every other night for the past week and a half, I was spending the night at Maria's place.

The clock ticked towards 8 PM, and she appeared nervous. I knew why – we had a Skype conference with a director tonight. Nick had put us in touch with him, and though he worked in Nevada and we were in Massachusetts, he still wanted to chat with us, get to know us. What could it hurt? Worst comes to worst, he's a creep and we end the phone call early.

Truth be told, I was unsure how I felt of this whole potential foray into porn. This was not what I'd signed up for, and she was nervous as well, what with a job to lose and kids of her own. She wanted to set a good example, be a good mother, and she was. But there was no denying how much we had enjoyed our previous encounters and the video we had made, and if there was money to be made from it, why not? She had an obligation to take care of her kids and give them the best life possible, after all.

The Skype ringer began to go off. 8:01 PM our time, 5:01 his time. Just as promised. She adjusted her pretty light-brown hair slightly and answered the call....only to see a woman on the other end of the webcam. She identified herself as Alicia, and said that she was John Wilson's assistant and that he would be there shortly, before putting us on hold.

Maria looked good, yet modest. She always looked pretty with her simple look. Today she wore cute jeans, tight on her curvy hips, and a white t-shirt with her cleavage spilling out slightly. She was wearing makeup, but not too much that it'd be overpowering.

Within minutes, a man appeared at the other end of the webcam. He identified himself as John Wilson, the man with whom we had been communicating. He was a bit older than I was expecting, but appeared to fit the "porn director stereotype. Skinny, older, maybe late 40s, moustache. He smiled as he greeted us – "Maria! Ryan! Good to meet you both," he said with a smile.

We both replied hello, awkwardly both trying to lean into the camera shot. We made small talk – how's the weather? How's work? – things like that, to feel him out. He seemed oddly normal, despite the fact that Maria was effectively on a pornographic job interview.

A door opened and closed, and John turned the camera to a second man, slightly younger, who identified himself as Andrew. John called him the VP of the organization, Extreme Productions. Extreme was a decent sized player in the porn game, as far as I knew - I was far from a porn expert but had heard of the company. Andrew smiled and put his papers down to greet us before getting down to business. The interview became very heated, very quickly.

"Ryan – you're her manager? Agent?" Andrew said, looking into the camera.

"Uhh....both?" I replied, unsure.

"Both?" Andrew replied. "Are you not sure?"

"He's my boyfriend and manager," Maria said firmly, her hand on my leg off-camera.

"Ah," Andrew said, sitting back. "Got it." I couldn't tell what that meant, but I also had no idea what it meant to be Maria's manager.

"So, Maria," John butted in, turning the camera to himself. "I hear you've been talking to some other companies, am I right?" It was true – she had been talking to two other companies, similar to Extreme.

"I, I guess," she stuttered. "How did you know that?"

John laughed and smiled. "Well, we wouldn't be good businesspeople if we didn't know what our competitors were up to, right?" I nodded to myself and smirked at her naïveté.

Andrew pulled the camera back to himself. "So, we've seen your video. Very impressive. Why did you choose to work with Nick Johnson?"

Maria shrugged. "He was a friend of a friend," she replied. Somewhat honest, I suppose. "Offered to shoot us for free."

"Us," Andrew laughed a bit. "Shoot 'us'. Honey, you were the star of the video. You could put any guys in that video and it'd still be shooting you. In case you haven't realized, the girls are the stars of the videos – that's why we're negotiating with you."

'Negotiating' – that struck a chord here. Were they actually going to be offering something?

"So, tell us a bit about you," John cut in. "Age, descent, children, height/weight. Disease free? Go."

"39," she replied shyly. "Puerto Rican-American. 2 sons. 5'4", 135. 36D. 38 hips. And yes." The men scribbled notes on their legal pads, nodding and shrugging to one another.

"Good, good," Andrew replied. "Latina MILF. You could do well with us," he laughed. "You know we have the largest stable of the top MILF actresses of any firm in the industry?"

"Um, no," she responded. I shook my head as well. This had become an odd job interview.

"That we do," John added. "And our Latina division consistently ranks as one of the highest-rated. Those other companies you're talking to – they certainly won't get you the exposure that we could." Maria bit her lip a bit, trying to be calm. John could tell, as he watched her. "Nervous?" he asked.

"Well, kinda, I guess. I mean, I've never done this before," she replied.

"Nervous about your kids and friends seeing you online, right? He replied without hesitation.

Maria nodded. "Yes, that's part of it."

John nodded. "I'll level with you. They will see the videos. Your coworkers won't say anything to your face, they will be too embarrassed to admit to you that they watched your porn. Eventually one of the kids' friends will see a video and will tell their friends, but what's the worst that happens?"

Maria hesitated. "My kids get picked on at school?"

John and Andrew each laughed. "Not at all," they replied. "You'd become a goddess to teenage boys. They'll try to make their harmless moves on you, thinking you're a slut. That's it. It's awkward but not the end of the world, trust us – we have gone through this many times before with our actresses who have made the move from amateur to semi-pro, so to speak."

Andrew cut in. "He's right. I understand your worry, but it's not a big deal. So let's get down to business, hypothetically," he moved right on. "Are you under contract with anyone?" She shook her head no and responded accordingly. "Good," he scribbled more notes. "And have you filmed other videos? We've only seen the one." She replied no once again, and Andrew's face lit up. "Exclusive rights," he said to John while scribbling.

John took the camera. "So, what are you interested in doing on-camera? We've seen your work; we enjoyed it. You're raw, but in a good way, eager, excited, yet cutely amateurish. I think we could have a nice partnership."

Maria awkwardly shrugged and looked at me, and I looked back at her, prompting her to answer that she didn't know.

"Ok, well let's see. Boy/girl? Girl/girl? Group? Gangbang? Anal? What?" John replied. "Cause I can tell you what we had in mind."

Maria looked terrified. I turned the camera to myself to give her some relief and took the reins. "What did you have in mind?" I replied.

John picked up his papers. "We think she'd fit in well in a few of our series. Busty MILFs, Mommy Does Anal, POV Pussy, Lesbian Mommies, and My First Gangbang," he looked up at the camera. I sat back and contemplated.

"What would they entail?" I said. Maria clutched at my thigh, her face turning beet red.

"Busty MILFs and POVP are simple B/G, vaginal sex. Busty is breast-themed. She can even pick her guy from our stable of male actors. Mommy Does Anal is Boy/Girl with anal, obviously. Lesbian Mommies would be her and two of our other MILFs. And the gangbang is a gangbang. Probably 4 men. Facials across the board where applicable, obviously not in the lesbian film or the busty one; that one will have him finish on her chest."

I sat in silence with her by my side. I suppose there was only one way to go from here. "How would it work logistically? And the pay?"

Andrew chimed in. "We'd have her come out for a week, fly out to Nevada. Get in on Sunday. Come into the office Monday morning for some paperwork and a tour. Film Monday thru Friday, fly back out Friday night. We'll even fly you out if you want, put you both up in a hotel for the week. All expenses paid, within reason. You are welcome to come watch the filming if you'd like, some boyfriends do like to that. Most don't, though."

Maria popped in from the side, off-camera. "I don't really want to do the lesbian one," she said softly.

Andrew cocked his head to the side a bit. "Most women love that one, it's basically a day off for them. Why not?"

"I don't know," she replied. "I'm not really into it."

Andrew took notes and looked at John. They nodded in unison. "No big deal," Andrew replied, scribbling. "Four videos then."

"And the pay?" I added.

"Of course," he replied. "$500 for the standard B/G scenes. $600 for the anal. $800 for the gangbang. $2,400 total." I had done some research on this aspect, but had never negotiated like this.

"That's low," I countered. Andrew sat up in his chair, and I suddenly felt like a pimp. "We want $800 for the B/G, $1,000 for the anal, and $1,500 for the gang," I replied, aiming high.

Andrew sat back, incredulous. "We can't do that. Not even close. Are you crazy?" I shrugged. "$600 for the B/G scenes. $700 anal. $900 gang. $2,800 total. Best we can do."

"$3,200, flat," I replied. The two men murmured off-camera.

"$3,000, final," he shot back. Maria squeezed my leg and I sat back. "$3,000 is a lot of money. Think about what you can do with that money, Maria. Trust me, Ryan, you will not get a better offer than this from any other firm. She's not some tight young 18 year old starlet, don't forget that. She doesn't command the highest rates, sorry to say. We have the best directors and the best male actors." I muted the conversation and turned to Maria. She looked at me, speechless. I had just negotiated a going rate for sex with my girlfriend.

"I can't make this decision now," she said softly. I nodded. "I need to think about this."

I unmated the Skype. "We are not able to make a decision at this time. Send us the paperwork and we will review and get back to you," I said in a demanding tone.

"One week," John commented. "Take a week to review and get back to us. $3,000 flat fee. 2 B/G vaginal scenes, 1 B/G anal, 1 gangbang with DP. We'd really like to work with you, Maria," John said as I turned the camera back to her. "You'd get a lot of exposure, and depending how you do, we may want to work with you in the future. We are the ultimate professionals here at Extreme, and we will take good care of you and your career. We understand your hesitations, but we have done this many, many times before with women just like you. You won't regret this," he said with a smile.

It seemed to ease her nerves a bit. Maria said her goodbyes to the men, and Andrew promised I'd have the contract in email form in a matter of hours. The chat ended 45 minutes after it'd started, and she and I sat speechless on the couch. Did that really just happen?

I wasn't sure how I felt about it. I wasn't into the whole cuckold angle, but this didn't feel like a cuckold. But still, it was different. It was a mutual fantasy when we were involved in the group play. This was essentially me passing her off to other men for money. But $3,000 was a lot of money and could go a long way for her and her kids, and I realized that. And, strangely, it felt just like business – nothing personal. We had a lot to discuss.

But for now, it was clear that this conversation had gotten Maria going, and she slinked to the floor and pushed the computer aside as she began to unbutton my pants. I didn't stop her as she slid my pants off, and I tossed my shirt to the side as she began to suck. I like this girl a lot.

"A $3,000 contract," I murmured, brushing back her hair as she looked up at me. "They liked your audition." She continued to suck, and I knew this wasn't going to last long. Truth be told, the conversation had gotten me going as well.

I lifted her off my cock and slid her top off to reveal her bra before removing her pants. I kept her panties and bra on as I helped her onto the couch, pulling her panties to the side as I entered her. She was soaked; I went right in and pulled her on top of me as we kissed.

"Someone enjoyed that phone call," I said to her, prompting a nod.

"I'm not the only one," she whispered inbetween kisses, bouncing on my cock. She was right, and I nodded, kissing her and grinding our hips together. I wondered if the neighbors could see, given how close the homes were, but it didn't matter as I felt her wet hole encompassing my cock.

"Maybe I should do it," she said playfully, sitting up to ride me. "Would you like that?" She asked, looking for approval.

I didn't know how to respond, so I changed the subject between moans. "Take your fucking bra off," I gasped. She obliged, tossing it aside and revealing her creamy 36Ds with the cute light-brown nipples.

"Am I your busty MILF?" She asked, giggling as she bounced.

"Fuck yes," I said softly, sitting up to kiss her breasts and helping her onto her back and penetrating her missionary.

She giggled and moaned. That ecstasy moan – I loved it.

"Seems you like having me pimp you out," I said, pressing her into the couch with my thrusts.

"I believe that would make me your whore," she giggled, looking up at me for approval once again. I kissed her and grinded our bodies together.

"I guess so, whore," I laughed.

"Would you be okay with it?" She asked again between moans. She actually was interested in this.

"Yes," I responded, not wanting to break the mood. Truth be told, I wasn't sure, but I wanted to keep the dirty talk going.

Her eyes were piercing, those pretty hazel eyes. "Take me to Vegas," she traced her hands across my back. "We can relax, just me and you. No kids, nothing," she said softly as I slowed my pace. "It'll be nice, you can lay by the pool and we can go out at night."

It did sound nice, when she put it that way. "But you'll be busy during the day, busy fucking," I said half-serious.

"It's all business, though," she crooned. "And $3,000. That's a lot for me."

"Spend your days being degraded, and your nights feeling like a queen," I replied, getting into the mood. She clawed at my back softly, and we kissed as I approached climax. We kissed forcefully as I pressed her body into the sofa and finished inside of her. It felt like girlfriend-sex, for once, rather than porn star sex. It was nice. Normal.

I sighed and slid off of her, watching my cum dribble out from her pussy slowly. She didn't seem concerned as some slid onto the couch as she fixed her hair. She still looked gorgeous, and it looked like she wasn't done yet.

"Don't stop, baby," she moaned as she exhaled, slightly exhausted. "Don't stop..." she trailed off. I knew I couldn't keep going at the moment, but steeled up my nerve and asked her to climb onto all fours. She obliged, he ass teasing my half-hard cock as she danced it in midair.

I made the move – I leaned in, watching as more of my cum slipped out of her hole, and began to taste her ass. I moved slowly at first, kissing her cheeks before moving in to lick her hole. She giggled and pulled her body away; I pulled her hips close and continued to tongue up-and-down, dancing my tongue along her body.

Sensing an idea, I sat up and jogged upstairs, leaving her on the couch. I grabbed her small rabbit vibrator and headed down the stairs to find her still open for me. I handed her the vibrator and settled back in on all fours myself to continue on her ass.

Without a word, she leaned on her right shoulder and began to use the vibrator on herself. The vibrating noise muffled our mutual moans, and the vibrator had begun to spray my cum a little bit onto my body.

I didn't care as I tasted her asshole, tonguing it in and out, up and down. It wasn't the cleanest, frankly – she hadn't planned for this, and we had gotten quite sweaty. But it was manageable, and there was no way I was stopping. She moaned and the vibrator danced teasingly close to my tongue.

"Cum for me," I moaned, flicking her asshole. "You fuck like a porn star - if you want to be one, you have to cum for me." She moaned and tossed and turned, and we engaged in filthy banter.

It didn't take long – she began to shake and moan and cum violently. I did my best to keep my tongue pressed on her ass as her body writhed and rocked.

She slinked onto the couch, spent, ass still slightly face-up. I gave it a little caress as she sighed and rolled over, looking at me and smiling, her hands dancing on my chest.

"Did you like that, Lindsey?" I asked, teasing. She giggled and nodded without responding. "Do you actually want to do this?" I followed-up.

She nodded slowly, a bit unsure. "I think so."

That was all we discussed that night, switching topics to more mundane ones as we headed for bed. We made plans for the weekend and watched the news before she broke the code and asked that I think about it and let her know if I was ok with it. I still wasn't sure, I told her.

The next few days passed. I had received the contract from Andrew via email, and reviewed with her over the weekend. The longer we went, the more comfortable I became with the whole situation. It wasn't easy, but we arranged another evening conference call with the men for Monday.

John and Andrew sat across from us, via Skype once again, eager to hear her response. "I'm in," she said confidently, simply.

"You've made a great decision," John said happily. Andrew shuffled his paperwork, and we made the arrangements to have the contract notarized and sent to the men. Andrew got down to business.

"Three weeks from now sound good?" I thought to myself – that could work for me. I'd need to take the entire week off from work. I looked at Maria who shrugged and nodded. 

"Should be good," I responded.

"Good, you'll fly in on the 25th. We should be able to film Busty on the 26th, Anal on the 27th, 28th can be a day off, POV 29th, Gangbang 30th. Long week, heh," he laughed. Maria laughed softly. "We've got a full wardrobe for you, Maria. Just dress comfortably and bring whatever you'll need for your personal activities for the week. You'll be here for a few hours each day. You'll have plenty of fun, and the week will go by before you know it."

We exchanged pleasantries and ended the call with the basic details. Maria looked at me and we kissed as the call ended. She was going to become a porn star. Clearly turned on once again, she began to trace her hands down my body. I took her hand and led her to the bedroom and closed the door, eager to see where we were headed next....

Our Little Secret Ch. 05



The SUV pulled into a nondescript business park outside of Vegas. The sun had begun to set, but the weather was still warm – mid-80s, warmer than we were used to for this time of year. The plans had changed slightly as we headed over on this Sunday evening, still a bit jet-lagged from the flight.

Maria had managed to keep herself looking fresh with a brief shower at the hotel before coming out. Our room was immaculate, a gorgeous suite at The Oaks. As I sat in the back of the luxury SUV, I thought to myself – 'I could get used to this'. Of course, I was little more than a bystander this week.

Maria held my hand and I kissed her as the driver turned into a parking lot in the hills, with only a small sign denoting an LLC I'd never heard of. Maria looked pretty – she had curled her hair and wore minimal makeup with a tight red skirt and white top. She looked more like a girlfriend than a stereotypical porn star, and I suppose that for now, she was.

The driver pulled up in front of the building. It appeared to be a three-story office building with a warehouse attached to the back – it almost looked like a production factory.

I stepped out first, leading Maria in her four-inch heels out into the lot. Still warm. She adjusted her skirt and asked how her makeup looked. She looked fantastic.

A woman exited the building, and I immediately recognized her as Alicia, the woman who had greeted our Skype call weeks before. We exchanged pleasantries. She was a pretty young thing herself, maybe 21 or 22, brunette, very pretty with blue eyes. She led us inside, into a clean-cut, modern lobby with surprisingly classy furnishings. But given that the office wasn't even open for business, we headed back directly through the office to what appeared to be a conference room.

In the room sat another woman in her early 20s. She had strawberry blonde hair and looked out-of-place in this office. Alicia sat down at the conference table and introduced all of us. The other woman, Kelsey, was here for her introductory tour as well. This seemed to ease both of the women's nerves, as they began to make small talk with the nervous energy of two girls about to embark on new lives. Kelsey was from South Carolina and had recently moved to Vegas.

A black man entered the room and sat alongside Kelsey, and she introduced him as her business manager, Paul. We greeted each other, and I tried to assess their situation. Were they together? He looked more like a pimp than a boyfriend. Alicia ran down the week's itineraries for both girls – each had 4 films scheduled. Kelsey had a number of "teen" and "casting couch" videos scheduled, whereas we already knew Maria's MILF-heavy schedule. Paul and I sat silently and watched as the girls signed paperwork and giggled their way through Alicia's discussion. They each posed for ID pictures, and then Alicia had the two of us pose as well before giving us our temporary badges. I had been given "talent management" access, whereas Maria had been listed as "talent". "Talent management" – it sounded ridiculous.

The tour was surprisingly normal. The offices gave way into what appeared to be a number of large movie sets inside the warehouse, including a corner of the set, which appeared to be a small house, complete with working bathrooms and a full kitchen. I recognized some of the sets from my porn viewing over the years. Alicia led the girls, showing them the sets where they would be acting while Paul and I discussed business in the back. Paul was not new to this game, apparently – in fact, he had managed a handful of other actresses. As Alicia showed Kelsey her fake office for her casting video, Paul and I stepped outside for Paul to have a smoke.

"So, you have no other actresses at the moment?" Paul asked, curious.

"Nah," I responded. "New to the business, I suppose."

Paul nodded and smirked. "We all have our first," he said, flicking the ash from his cigarette. "She's a bit older, but she's cute. She could do alright, make some decent cash for you." He said this all so non-chalant, but I could see that he sensed my hesitation. "She's your girlfriend, isn't she?"

I smirked a bit. "Yeah, she is," I replied. "And Kelsey? She's just business?"

"Just business," he replied. "Keep business and pleasure separate. I've been where you are, man. Be careful. A lot of girls start the same, naïve, naïve boyfriend. Then they get a taste of the game, a taste of the money, a taste of the life, and it all gets out of control. Kelsey has a drug problem."

I was taken aback. "What kind of problem?"

"Coke," he said sternly as he took a puff. "90% of the girls in this business have a drug problem. Not to mention fucked up emotional issues," he said. This was getting a little serious. "She wants to get out," he continued. "But she can't. She can't afford her drug problem without it. She's 21, high school education, no real work experience. She's a whore," he said sadly, finishing his cigarette. "She's got a few years left with these looks and then she's no different than any girl on the street. She's got a chance to make some real cash now, but she's snorting it all away. Keep an eye on Maria, man. Don't let the game get to her," he said, opening the door as we headed back inside.

There wasn't much left of the tour at this point. Alicia pointed out some of the sets that the girls would be using this week, and handed paper schedules to the girls. I couldn't keep my eyes off of Kelsey. She was tiny, maybe 5'2" and couldn't weigh more than 105 pounds. Her long red-blonde hair fell down her back casually. I couldn't tell if she was wearing minimal makeup or none at all. She was quite the natural beauty - the kind of girl whom, frankly, I'd watch on porn websites. The four of us all made some small talk as we waited for Alicia to print some files; Kelsey was extremely flirty with both Maria and me. Paul sat mostly stoic, businesslike. None of this was new to him.

There was a new car waiting for us outside the building, a rental car for me and Maria for the week. I punched our hotel into the GPS and we headed out into the night. She was excited yet clearly nervous about tomorrow. She'd still had yet to meet the man she was scheduled to fuck, and she nervously chattered my ear off as we drove. It was cute, though I couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen to our relationship after this week.

The next morning was quiet. Maria needed to be at the office by 9:30, and we quietly went about our morning routines. She dressed modestly, jeans and a t shirt, light makeup, and didn't say much as I drove her to the office. She kissed me on the lips as I dropped her off and headed out into the warm Vegas morning. I wandered the strip for most of the day before she texted me at 4 PM that she was just about ready to go.

It went well, she told me as we drove. Certainly different, very staged and produced, but she had fun and she was being paid, she reminded herself. The second day was similar. Things had gotten mildly awkward between the two of us. It was almost like she didn't want to tell me the details of what had happened; of course, I could just watch it online later if I wanted.

Tuesday night, Extreme splurged for us to have a small private room at one of the hottest clubs in town. One of the perks of being in the porn game, I suppose. With no work the next day, I think we were both excited to let loose a little and have a few drinks.

The club wasn't far from our hotel, and we walked the strip to get there, meeting up with Kelsey, Paul, and a few others along the way. Maria wore a cute pink dress and heels, red lipstick, and wore her hair straight. Kelsey, however, was the star of the show for me – tight black dress that barely went below her waist, decent-height heels, wavy hair. The other girls looked gorgeous as well, but both Maria and Kelsey seemed to hang around me and Paul – life was good.

I'm not much of a club guy, but I could get used to the private room. We headed upstairs to the VIP and into a small room. There was a balcony overlooking the dance floor, where heavy bass dance music thumped and strobe lights flashed. The girls flirted with the men, and everyone partied. I recognized one of the other girls from online porn, but no one talked about work. We were all equals here.

Kelsey had become increasingly frisky and flirty, and we began doing shots. I was loosening up for the first time on this trip, and I couldn't help but notice Maria looking jealously in my direction, becoming more antsy as Kelsey and I flirted. The girls danced a little before Kelsey wandered over to me and plopped herself on my lap. She smelled of alcohol, not surprisingly, and draped her arms around my shoulders.

"Do you want some molly?" She asked softly, her piercing blue eyes drunkenly looking into mine. I harkened back to Paul's comment about her drug use and shot a look in his direction. He was chatting with another man unassumingly. Maria, however, was still glaring at me.

"Not here," I replied. She laughed a little and squirmed in my lap. This was, without a doubt, the hottest woman I'd ever had on my lap. She was even tinier up close, her soft legs dancing alongside my hips as she struggled to pull her dress down.

"You know you want to," she said teasingly. I did want to.

"Let's go to the bathroom, then the dance floor," I said. Her eyes lit up. "Meet me in the men's room in 2 minutes," I said with a smile. She nodded and stood up to rummage through her purse for her phone while I headed to the VIP men's room.

The bathroom was nice, very clean, dark pseudo-marble with red trim. Three stalls, two urinals, and a counter with sinks and mirrors. It was silent – the club wasn't exactly hopping on a Tuesday night. I weighed my options and headed into the third stall, closest to the wall, and waited.

A few minutes passed, and I heard the door open softly. I looked under the stall door to see heels walking slowly towards me, and I unlocked the stall door for her to come in. And within an instant, we were pressed against each other in this tight stall. She pulled the drugs out of her bra and we each took a hit.

I felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out to see a text from Maria. "Where are you?" it read. I debated responding as Kelsey took the phone from my hand and plugged her number into the phone book and giggled. I couldn't take my eyes off of this girl, and I led her out of the bathroom....right to Maria.

Maria smiled and took my hand, with a look in her eye. I couldn't tell if she was angry, horny or what, and the three of us headed to the dance floor. Within minutes, I was rolling, and Maria and Kelsey seemed to be having a dance-off to see who could excite me more. They took turns grinding on each other and on me, and I loved every minute of it. Others joined in our dancing circle, and I believe one recognized Kelsey from her videos. As sexy as Kelsey was, I naturally gravitated towards Maria as other men danced with Kelsey.

We began to whisper dirty things to one another, and she seemed proud of the fact that she was now, indeed, a pornstar. I could sense things were getting heated as we grinded against each other. Thoughts flashed through my head – thoughts of what she had done over the previous two afternoons. We still hadn't talked much about it, though I suppose it wouldn't be long until I could see the videos. But while it was a bit awkward, a bit weird, I knew it was all business. She pushed her hips into mine and bent over, rubbing her ass onto me, and I knew this felt right. "Everyone upstairs left," she said in my ear, looking up at our dark balcony as we danced. "Let's go upstairs...." She trailed off.

That was all I needed, and I took her hand to lead her off the dance floor. She paused for a second and held me back, grabbing Kelsey by the hand to lead her away from the two men she was dancing with. The three of us headed back up to the VIP, which had quieted down significantly. We made a beeline for our room and closed the door. The dance music continued to thump, and Maria sat down on the couch, enticing me. Drunk and rolling, I wasted no time and began to undress her. I slid her dress over her head and tossed it to the floor to reveal her bra and panties as she fumbled with my jeans. Kelsey followed suit, sliding her dress to the floor and stepping out of it as she adjusted her hair. She was not wearing panties, and my jaw almost dropped to the floor as I sized her up.

As sexy as Maria is, Kelsey was, again, without a doubt the hottest chick I'd ever been with. "Get on the couch," I demanded, taking control without a second thought. Kelsey jumped onto the couch next to Maria as they both sat up. "Bras off." They obliged. Maria revealed those gorgeous voluptuous 36Ds, but Kelsey revealed tiny perky breasts. I sat on the couch between them, in only my boxers, and the three of us began to kiss. My left hand caressed Kelsey's tight body, my right hand on Maria's curves. This was heaven.

The music thumped and we began to touch each other. I was instantaneously hard as the two of them began independently fumbling for my boxers in the dark. Sensing an opportunity that I may never have again, I seized the moment and stood up to remove my boxers. Feeling empowered, I asked the girls to kiss. Maria shot me a look, but I didn't budge, daring her to kiss Kelsey. As she leaned over tentatively, Kelsey leaned into her, pushing Maria on her back.

I sat back, nude, in a chair and watched as the two girls kissed. Kelsey clearly had done this many times, and Maria performed admirably. I couldn't tell whether she was into it or not, but she certainly looked hot. I hopped over as they kissed and removed Maria's panties, dropping them to the floor in the dark black-lit room. The girls' legs brushed together enticingly, Kelsey's skinny legs and Maria's sexy thighs.

I couldn't resist. I leaned in and began to caress Kelsey's ass before moving to Maria's inner thighs. Neither girl budged, both in the moment, until I finally felt Maria's legs spreading. I began to finger her softly, to open her up, until I felt her becoming wetter. With my wet fingers, I made the move on Kelsey, my fingers penetrating her. She moaned softly and looked over her shoulder to me before going back to Maria. It was definitely on.

Not able to wait any longer, I brushed Kelsey to the side and mounted Maria on the couch as I spread her legs. She moaned and began to grind into me as we bounced with the dance music. Kelsey stood next to me and leaned in to kiss, her hands moving to Maria's breasts as we kissed.

I took Kelsey by the hand and directed her to kneel atop Maria's body. I knew this would be questionable – I was lucky to have had Maria kiss a girl, let alone handle hips in her face. But I was rolling and had no intentions of stopping. Kelsey climbed on top of Maria, and we continued to kiss as I fucked her. Kelsey dipped her hips to Maria's mouth, and I hesitated nervously to gauge the response.

Kelsey's eyes rolled back into her head and she arched her back in ecstasy. I moaned, knowing that Maria had faced her fears. Kelsey certainly appeared to be loving it, and I was proud of Maria coming into her own down there.

Within minutes I pulled out and guided Kelsey off of Maria. I leaned in to kiss Maria, tasting what I could only assume was Kelsey's pussy, on her lips. I took Maria by the hand and led her to the floor, seated, legs spread on the plush carpet as I pushed a coffee table to the side.

Kelsey brushed her hair back, looking up at me adorably, awaiting instruction. "On your hands and knees," I said softly, guiding her to the floor. She obliged, at Maria's hips. Maria and I locked eyes and I nodded. Maria ran her hands through Kelsey's hair and pulled her gently to her pussy. I knelt on the floor and positioned myself behind Kelsey. Her pussy looked unbelievably tight and pink, and it felt just the same. Dear god, I can see why they pay her the big bucks. She moaned and I began to fuck, my hands groping her ass and slapping as I went deep inside. She fingered and licked Maria, and Maria and I locked eyes. I had finally gotten her approval.

A knock came at the door across the room. I wasn't stopping, and they certainly weren't going to hear us calling. The door opened and a youngish man entered the room. The three of us all watched as he entered – it was a waiter. He stood aghast as I pulled out and the girls stood up.

"I...I just wanted to see if you guys needed anything," he stammered as he checked out the girls.

"Close the door," I said confidently. He did, still clearly nervous. "We don't need anything; I think we are all set."

The man stood near the door, still awkward. "Are you....Amy Dixon?" He said, looking at Kelsey. She nodded and smiled. He smiled back. "Wow, I'm a big fan, I mean....you look beautiful," He trailed off.

"Thanks," she replied awkwardly. It was clear that this guy had ruined our vibe, temporarily.

"If you don't mind?" I said. "We were in the middle of something?"

"Oh yeah," he said, retreating to the door. "....do you mind if I watch?" I hesitated and looked at the girls. Maria shrugged.

"Ok with me," Kelsey sighed. These girls were porn stars after all. I could sense Maria was unsure, though.

"You can stay. But sit in that chair," I said, pointing to a chair across the room. "And no touching." His face lit up and he ran over to the chair.

Unsure of how to proceed, I decided to lay on the floor, taking Maria's hand and guiding her on top of me. She did, my cock sliding into her hole with ease as I pulled her close to kiss. I decided to let Kelsey decide how to react, and she did so by kneeling on all fours behind Maria. I pulled Maria's ass cheeks aside and felt Kelsey nuzzle in, her tongue teasing Maria's holes and the base of my cock, her ass teasingly in our guest's face. I could hear him adjusting, and looked up to see him dropping his pants to the floor.

I wasn't about to stop him, and his pants fell as he began to stroke. I grasped for Maria's ass and continued to kiss her, our hips writhing together as I approached climax. I saw Kelsey's head poking up periodically as she continued to lick Maria.

Our partner was on the edge of his seat, stroking as he watched the three of us. The girls moaned and cooed perfectly, giggling as they could sense I had gotten close.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him stand up and move to Kelsey's side. She gasped as she saw him, and sat up, kneeling at his feet. He urged her to suck him, and she shook her head no and moved over to my side. I tried to maintain focus on Maria as the man grabbed her ass, squeezing it.

Maria's eyes got wide, losing her concentration, as the man began to cum. He squirted all over her lower back, splashing some onto her ass as Kelsey looked on in horror. I was too far along and wasn't going to stop, thrusting deep inside her pussy as I watched the man cum. The man stood back and admired his work for a half second before realizing what he had done. He apologized profusely to the girls and began to dress himself as I began to cum. I pumped deep and came hard, kissing Maria as she turned her concentration back to me. The man paused to watch before dressing and leaving quietly, and I lay back on the carpet, spent. Maria rolled off and Kelsey helped her clean her back, and the three of us dressed ourselves and headed out. As we left, Kelsey draped herself on my arm and told me I should be her manager. I had no response for her as we headed back to our hotel.

The remainder of the trip went fine, I suppose. Maria and I had "regular" sex on Wednesday, and she had film shoots on Thursday and Friday. This time, though, we did discuss her work. She came back to the hotel excited to discuss her shoots on both days, eager to tell me all about it.




Our Little Secret Ch. 05



We had an exit conference with John and Andrew, who both thanked Maria for the week and said that we would be in touch. The other $1,500 cleared her bank account, and we left Vegas tired. I wish I could say we had some wild mile-high sex, but she slept for the majority of the flight. I guess fucking 4 men at once just hours prior will do that to a woman.

I had a feeling that after this week, her life would be changed. People would recognize her now, like that man had recognized Kelsey. As I drove us home from the airport after midnight on Saturday morning, she continued to sleep. I couldn't help but keep sneaking peeks at her. It was hard to believe that she had just filmed 4 porn shoots. But as much as I was wary at the beginning, I was at peace with it now. It was simply business. She looked very girl-next-door-ish as she slept quietly, and I sat back, satisfied.