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Interview with Blondeness

By: physique



A special note for my female readers: 

In this story there are four male characters who appear at different times and make love to our heroine. Please read these characters carefully and tell me if you had the chance to go to bed with one of them, which one would it be? I am sure you will enjoy this. 

Copyright Warning: 

I don't mind you reproducing and distributing this story as long as you are not making money out of it and due credit is given to the author. If you want to make money from it in any way then kindly email me for permission. Thanks! 

It was raining like crazy that night. The slight drizzle that had started only a few minutes ago suddenly turned so violent that traffic was forced to move at half its speed. This slow 'crawl' of automobiles was beginning to cause a bottleneck on the already congested downtown street ahead. Impatient motorists honked their horns in frustration, hoping that the mere noise would some how create space ahead of them. Sitting in the back seat of the cab, Jason Hallander leaned forward to look out of the windscreen. The wipers moved left to right and right to left, fighting a desperate battle against the falling rain. 

"Its an accident!" The cab driver commented in his Jamaican accent.

Soon Jason could make out the details. A red Neon had skidded and rammed into an old pick up van ahead. While the two drivers were out in the rain arguing, impatient motorists were trying to make their way around the two vehicles. 

"I think it will be a good idea if I get down here." Jason said. "It will take us half an hour here." He pulled the leather wallet from his pocket. "How much do I owe you?" 

"Twenty" The cab driver responded.

After handing the cab driver two crisp ten-dollar bills, Jake was walking towards the tall apartment building ahead. The wind and the shower were both so strong that he had to hold the hat on his head to prevent it from blowing away. "Jessica Blondness …" He whispered to himself. "If it hadn't been for you I would never go through all this." He shoved one hand in the raincoat. When he arrived at the main entrance, his clothes were soaking wet. On the buzzer he pressed # 717 and waited for the beep.

"Hello?" A husky feminine voice answered. 

"Hi … its Jason Hallander from Life Style Magazine."

The glass door clicked open and walked in. The lobby in which he was standing was very different than what he had expected. It was clean and well maintained but quite average. He wondered why a porn legend like Jessica Blondness was not living in the super luxury condos he had just passed. Slowly he walked towards the elevator and pressed the button. When the door opened he stepped inside and found himself surrounded by old mirrors that had scratches all over. He turned around and checked his reflection on all three mirrors. He was a tall and lean lad in his early twenties wearing a knee length raincoat and a black hat. There was a Cannon camera hanging around his neck and with the large specs that he wore, he looked like the typical 'geek' who had just stepped out of college. As the elevator rose up, he found his heartbeat getting louder and louder. It was obvious that he was nervous. In a few minutes he was about to meet the porn goddess, Blondness. He had been a fan of Blondness since the first movie he had seen of her. She was the ultimate queen of his sexual fantasies and in his dreams he had fucked her a million times ejaculating loads and loads of semen thinking of her. Now he was about to meet her and see her from his very own eyes. For some odd reason, he took out a mint gum and placed it in his mouth. "YA RIGHT!" He smiled at the thought and closed his eyes. 

The next minute he was walking up and down the hallway, looking for apartment 717. Finally he knocked on the door and stood back. There was no response. Just when he was about to knock the second time, there was the sound of approaching footsteps that sounded like a woman approaching in high heels. The door opened and his legs turned jelly the moment he laid eyes on her. She was a more mature than he had expected, a woman with very light, almost platinum blonde hair and ice blue eyes. Her shoulders were pulled back and her boobs jutted outwards, stretching the fabric of her white blouse. Her waist was narrow and as his eyes traveled down to her legs he noticed that she had nice well developed calves.

"Hello" She said.

"Hi … I am Jason Hallander from Life St…" .

"Come on in." She spoke before he could complete his introduction. 

He smelled her perfume as he walked past her, inhaling the fragrance deep into his lungs. 

"Its pouring outside isn't it?" She spoke in her typical husky voice as he removed his raincoat and shoes.

"Yeah! Its crazy out there." He replied.

"How about some hot coffee?" She closed the door and latched it.

"Sounds wonderful!" 

She gave him a smile and disappeared in the kitchen. He walked around the place examining the apartment. The living room was small and simple, with a TV trolly, a nice couch on one side and a few floor cushions to sit on. There was a reclining chair near the television with a small glass table ahead. The living room gave way to sliding glass doors that opened in a balcony. There was nothing about the place that boasted wealth. It was neat and simple and had a very friendly feel to it. He stood in front of the glass door and looked outside, admiring the view of the shimmering city lights. 

"Nice view isn't it?" She spoke from the kitchenette.

"Oh yeah!" He said and looked all around him searching for a waste paper basket where he could spit the mint gum he had been chewing. There was nothing except a small ashtray on the table. He took out a small piece paper from his pocket and wrapped the gum in it to prevent it from sticking. Then he placed it in the ashtray and sat down on the couch. A few minutes later, she came out holding a tray with two large mugs. As she bent low to offer him the coffee Jason tried to steal a peak into her blouse. Blondness straightened up pulling her shoulders back and jutting her boobs out in her typical manner. Then she walked back to the reclining chair and sat down.

"So what questions can I answer for you?" She said crossing her legs. Jason's eyes once again returned to her well-developed calves.

"Well … you see in Life Styles Magazine I do a column on people with unusual lifestyles. In the past I have covered Navy SEALs, prison inmates, police detectives and lion tamers, circus gymnasts. For the coming issue I wanted to interview some one from the adult industry. 

A slight smile was appearing on her lips, which made Jason relax in her presence. He pulled out a small digital voice recorder and placed it on the glass table in front of her. 

"Are we ready?" He asked.

She took a sip of her coffee. "Sure!"

"OK, the first thing I would like to know is … which school did you go to, what were your early days like?

She looked at him closely, her deep blue eyes piercing into his personality. Then she lowered her gaze. "I was the only child of my parents. My name was Jessica Watson. My father was a tax officer and my mother a …" She paused. "We will talk about her later. I was a shy teenager, chubby with blonde hair that I wore in two pick tales. My eyesight was weak so I always wore specs that people told me were too large for my face. I was introverted and mingled only with a few selected friends. In my class of twenty-two, I think I was the least noticeable one. As far as grades were concerned, I was average. The teachers still liked me because I was not troublesome like most kids in the class."

"Did you have a boyfriend?" Jason asked.

"Not at that time, no. Most girls my age were crazy about athletic guys who were in track and field and the football team but I was different. My crush was on a boy called Dillon. He was also shy and quiet like me. I liked him because maybe I could see myself in him."

"Did he ever approach you?"

"No. He was too shy to do that. This crush remained a crush. But I always thought I would grow up and settle down with some one gentle like him. Little did I know that I fate had something else in store for me.

"Aha!" Jason said sipping his coffee. "So tell me..." He placed the cup on the table. "How did you turn from a she teenager to a porn legend. I mean what happened in your life that transformed you into this famous adult personality that you are today?"

She leaned back in the chair for an instant and then sprang forward again. "It was a series of events and not a single incident." She continued. "It's a long story but since you asked I will tell you. "My mother was a housewife and stayed home most of the time. Whenever I returned from school, I would find her sitting in the living room with other women from the neighborhood. It was your typical "gossip gathering" where all the frustrated housewives sat together and told each other imaginary stories about their love affairs. It was a rather strange gathering because there was seldom any truth to those gossips and these women knew it. But it served as an energy release and was a source of entertainment for them all. 

If it was not these women then it was Henry, our landlord. Since we had lived in the same house for a long time, I had known him since I was a kid. He was a hairy man with a stocky built and balding head. I would often come home from school and find him sitting in the living room with both feet on the table, smoking cigars. I had been so used to his presence that I never questioned his purpose for being there. Yet in spite of all these years there was something about that man that made me feel uncomfortable. 

Now one day I went to school and found a television van parked at the main entrance. Cameras and electronic equipment was being carried from the van into the school building. Seemed like some film was being made. Students from my class as well as other classes were sitting in the grass whereas they should have been inside their classrooms studying. When I went inside the main building I saw the commotion outside the principal's office. Mr. Stark, our principal was surrounded by reporters and cameramen, as he tried to answer questions what seemed like a barrage of 'hostile' questions from the reporters. A few minutes later, I found out that the teachers had gone on strike for not receiving the salary raise. No school today! I stepped out on the lawn and hung with the gang for a few minutes. They were all talking about how great it would be if the strike went on for a week. After an hour or so I walked back home since other kids were also leaving. 

When I opened the door and entered the house, there was the strong and familiar smell of cigar in the air. I knew Henry was there. In the living room a lit cigar was placed on the ashtray and soft moans were coming from my parent's bedroom. I took off my shoes and placed my school bag on the floor. Then tip toeing, I made my way to the master bedroom. The door was wide open and in the oval mirror I could see my mother getting fucked. She was lying on the bed naked with her legs in the air and Henry was pounding viciously. His stocky, hairy body was glistening with sweat as he pounded her. The fucking was so intense that I could hear the sound of his balls slapping my mother's ass as he drove his shaft in and out of her pussy. 

"Ooohhh my Gooodnesss!" My mother screamed … "You are sooo good Henry FUCK ME …Yaaah thaats it baby fuck me! Mmmmm…"

I stood in the doorway and felt my pussy getting wet. I was in my mid teens back then and this was the first live sex scene I had witnessed. Then I suddenly wanted to leave. I wanted to get away from all that so I got into my slippers and left the house. But, since I had left my school bag and shoes back home, my mother found out I was there. Her attitude changed a lot towards me after than incident. She became very 'distant' from me and I started feeling like an ignored child. To be honest I had always felt neglected but after that incident it was not the same. 

One day I returned from school and found my father and this other man called "Mr. Baily". He wore a black suit and had neatly gelled hair. My mother was also there and there were lots of papers on the table. Mr. Baily told me that my parents were getting a divorce and I was to appear in the court after a few days and tell the judge which one of my parents would I like to live with. He acted very sympathetic towards me as if the whole thing had come to me as a shock. To be honest, it did not surprise me at all. My father took me in his room and comforted me. He told me that I should feel free to choose either of them and he would continue to meet me even if I lived with my mom. My mother on the other hand ignored me totally so I knew who I wanted to be with. 

After the separation my mother ended up getting most things. My father and I moved out to a small apartment at the other end of the city and Henry moved in that house with my mother. I changed schools and was soon going to this new one, which was a very multi-ethnic place. In my final year at school I met this one girl who later on became the person to have the most influence in my whole life. She was a classmate and her name was Tori. Tori was a bronze skinned Latino/Puerto Rican with long black hair and a killer body. The guys in the school were totally nuts about her and that made the white girls very jealous. They hated her like anything. To be honest I also wished sometimes that I was like her. But, she was the total opposite of me in every way. I was shy and introverted while she was confident and outspoken. I dressed very conservatively and she would wear tight trousers and low necks. I hung out with a selected few and she was always surrounded by a crowd. Other than that Tori had this 'been there done it' look in here eyes that showed she was not easily impressed with anything. I would often look at her and wish that I had that figure and that personality.

In our final year at school we were assigned a project in which we had to do a presentation on any one country of the world. Since the topic was extremely vast, students were paired together. And guess who I got? Tori! Those two weeks that we worked together gave me the opportunity to see this girl up close. While Tori was sharp and street smart, books were not her thing at all. In this project she was totally dependent on me for the grade. This put me in the position of power and I loved that. This girl who was literally the queen of the school and had never even noticed my presence in the classroom before, was now looking up to me for her grade. We worked very hard and in the two weeks that followed, we became very good friends. She was often over at my place after school and we would study till very late. Once or twice she even slept over. 

Finally when the presentation came I found myself getting very nervous. I was a never the 'public speaker' type and the idea of presenting in front of the whole class scared me. Tori though less knowledgeable on the subject was used to being the center of attention all the time. She saw how scared I was and suggested that she would go first and introduce the topic. I could join in later. I agreed. So she started talking about Saudi Arabia, the country that we had selected. As the session went on I started feeling confident with her presence. Soon I took over the presentation from her. The class had always seen me and a very shy and introverted person and they were now surprised that I could speak so well. The presentation went great and we got a lot of applause from the class.

Now when I turned eighteen, my father became very ill. He started getting migraines. He did not take them very seriously at first but they grew in frequency and duration and finally when he consulted the doctor he was told that he would be hospitalized. When they did tests on him a tumor was discovered and he was shifted into intensive care unit. Within a few days he lost his eyesight and the doctors said that he his situation was very serious as he was approaching a coma. They gave him pills and injections, pumped a lot of chemicals in him but none of that worked and finally after three weeks in hospital he died. I was not in contact with my mother but when he died she came to the hospital. She hugged me and told me how nice it was to see me after three years and how much I had grown. Then she took me out in the lobby and told me that now that my father was gone, she would like me to move with her and Henry. She said she knew that we had not been in touch for a long time but we are family after all and we belonged together. I went home, locked myself and cried. Moving in with Henry was the last thing I wanted. I hated my mother for ignoring me and cheating on my father and I felt that she was somehow the one responsible for my father's death. If he had not gone through the trouble she had caused he would have been alive. Now I had no choice but to move in with my father's murderers. 

Next day I received a call from Tori. She told me that the presentation grades had been announced and we had both gotten an A+ in our presentation. She asked whether everything was all right and why I was not coming to school? I told her about my father and started crying on the phone. That evening Tori came to visit me at my place. We had a long chat and I told her about my past and all. 

"Jess …" She held my shoulder and looked at me in the eyes. "I understand what you are going through right now. But you know you are an adult now. You are eighteen years old! You don't have to move in with those guys. You can find a part time job and live on your own. You can move in with me if you want. We can share the rent and it would be cheaper for both of us."

I embraced her and cried on her shoulder. 

Three days later I had moved in with Tori. She lived in an apartment building built on top of a shopping plaza. It was a lower middle class area inhabited mostly by Hispanics and Puerto Ricans. Almost all the shops and plazas on the ground level were owned by them. I stood on the balcony of my new home and looked down at the shops. There were a lot of stereotypes about colored people back then and as I looked down at all these people, I felt a little intimidated. It seemed like a different country altogether and I was the only "white girl" living there. 

Then I went down in the shopping plaza in search of work. A few places were hiring and I returned with two or three application forms. Tori was lying on the couch in the living room talking to someone on the phone in Latin. She was wearing her tight jeans as usual and playing with her long dark hair as she spoke. She looked gorgeous. After some time she hung up the phone and turned towards me. "Any luck?" She asked me. 

"Yes. There are a couple of places that are hiring." I said.

"How is the money?" She asked.

"Not that good" I responded.

There a moment of silence. 

"I was just speaking to the owner of the club where I work." She said still playing with her hair. "I told him about you. They are looking for a waitress so they asked me to bring you along. Interested?" 

"Of course!" I responded. 

"Tomorrow is Saturday. Be ready at eight in the evening."

The next evening Tori got into tight, black leather pants and a black blouse. Instead of buttoning it up she tied a knot above her navel, leaving her tight waistline completely bare. To me this attire seemed very inappropriate for a workplace but I did not say anything. We drove to this place called "Obsessionz". It seemed like a dance club from the outside but when we stepped in, I got the shock of my life to see that it was a strip club! The lights were dim and the music was loud. On the square stage, a scantily dressed woman with flaming red hair danced for the ogling male audience. They watched her as she undid her bikini top and threw it in the audience. The applause and cheers got louder and louder as the girls thong came off. Completely naked she strutted around the stage in high heels, swinging the thong over her head. Men rose from their seats and raised their hands in the air to receive the souvenir. Finally she threw it at a group of sailors sitting in the back seats of the hall. Then, completely naked, she danced seductively for the men. 


Interview with Blondeness



I had still not recovered from the shock of it all when this guy in black t-shirt approached us. He was over thirty with long hair and hooked nose. "Tori you are late." He said in Mexican accent. 

"I am so sorry sweet-heart!" Tori leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Get ready baby! You are going on stage in 5 minutes." He said and turned towards me.

"Angelo! This is Jessica." Tori introduced me. "You know the girl you wanted. Waitress???"

"Ohhh yes! Hello Jessica." Angelo shook my hand. "Have a seat and give me fifteen minutes. I will be with you." He said and then disappeared in the kitchen.

"Enjoy!" Tori smiled at me and walked away swaying her sexy butt.

The music ended and the redhead walked off the stage in applause. There was silence for a few minutes. Then a Spanish song began and Tori appeared from behind the curtain. I was totally stunned to see her. She was wearing high heels shoes and the tight leather pants that she had worn from home. Along with the black bra, she wore long elbow length latex gloves. Her dark hair was left open and around her tiny waist was a silver belly chain. This girl had one hell of a figure. Though not as busty as me, Tori was easily a D-cup. The black silk bra that she wore held her breasts in place, giving her the deep cleavage you would generally see on magazine covers. She looked amazing! As she strutted around the stage swaying her hips men clapped and cheered. Soon the beat of the music picked up pace and Tori was now dancing, her waist producing waves that traveled up her body. Then she grabbed the pole and swung around it with one leg in the air. A man from the audience stood up with a five-dollar bill in his mouth. Tori walked towards him and went down on her knees in front of him. She jutted her chest out till her cleavage was just inches away from his face. He tried to bury his face between into her cleavage but she pushed him away and turned around giving him her back. He understood the gesture and his hands now went to the clasp of her bra. As he undid her bra, the straps slid down her shoulders allowing the silk bra to fall on the stage. Her breasts were perfect! Round and well shaped, tipped with erect red nipples. Tori pinched her nipples and then turned around towards the man. The five-dollar bill was still in his mouth. He grabbed her from the waist and buried his face into her bare chest. Her head fell back for a moment and then she pressed her boobs together capturing the five-dollar bill between them. 

I was mesmerized by this performance when I felt this tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Angelo. "Its too noisy in here. Wanna come to the backside?" He asked me. 

"Sure." I said and stood up. 

I followed him through this door to a stairway that took us upstairs. There was an office like room upstairs with a desk and a revolving chair. He offered me a seat and I sat down. He made a quick phone call first and then turned to me. He began by asking me questions like whether I have done waitress work before or could I handle a cash register and that stuff. He also asked me for my I.D since he wanted to be sure I was of legal age. After speaking to me for a good ten minutes he said "Thanks! That's all I want to know. You can join from day after tomorrow. The meeting is over unless you have any questions." I asked him about my pay and timings and he explained to me everything very patiently. I thanked him and came down into the hall again. He stayed in his office upstairs and kept talking on the phone. 

So that is how I got this job at this strip bar. Initially it was a weekend job. I worked Friday and Saturday nights and was paid seventy dollars per shift. The tips would be around thirty dollars so I was earning roughly two hundred per weekend. Tori on the other hand would make two to four hundred a night just from the lap dances. I often wished I could make that kind of money. The waitress job developed a lot of confidence in me. In the beginning I was afraid to approach the longhaired bikers and the other loud crowd that came, but I observed how other girls talked to them and learnt how to handle different people. The strippers were real bitches though. I never made friends with any of them as they thought too much of themselves. They were making big money compared to the waitresses so they thought of themselves as a different class altogether. 

Besides lap dances, the girls were not allowed to do any "favors" to the customers. Angelo was very strict about this. But after performances, most of these girls would go out of the bar, negotiate with the customers and often drive off with them to their places. Everyone knew about this but since these negotiations were happening outside the club premises, Angelo never objected. 

One Saturday, after the show was over I was cleaning up the floor. That night I was supposed to be the last one out so I was making sure everything was in place. 

After locking up the cash register and dropping the money in the safe, I went into the dressing room to change from my waitress uniform. Tori was sitting there on the stool munching an apple. She had already changed and was now dressed in her tight denim jeans and a checkered shirt, which instead of buttoning she had knotted on her chest as usual, proudly revealing her flat tummy and sexy waistline. 

"Want some?" She offered me the apple.

"No thanks!" I replied and slipped out of my black knee length skirt. Standing in my panties I started unbuttoning my white shirt. As the shirt gapped open my white silk bra came into view. My heavy breasts were pressed together by the bra and formed a nice long cleavage.

"Wow girl! You have a nice RACK!" Tori said taking a bite of her apple.

"Shut up!" I laughed.

"I am serious! I don't think any of the girls here have a chest like THAT!" She took another bite of her apple. I paused and thought for a second. She was right. There were no breast implants at that time. A heavy breasted woman who was not over weight was a rare thing back then. I turned to the side and admired a side view of my chest. I took a deep breath and watched as my breasts heaved up and then settled back as I exhaled. 

"Wow! Let me SEE!" Tori said jumping off the stool. 

"Get out of here!" I turned away from her but she grabbed the end of my shirt and pulled me towards her. We wrestled and laughed for a bit and soon I found myself pushed against the dressing table. "ALRIGHT! I'll show you. Just relax OK?" I said and removed the shirt, dropping it to the floor. Now I stood in front of her in just my panties and bra, my huge chest heaving with the breathing. Tori extended a hand and placed it on my right boob, feeling its weight through the bra. Her touch made my nipples very erect and I just don't know what took over me. I pulled her to myself and pressed my lips against hers. We were kissing each other passionately the next moment, our hands exploring each other's bodies.

"I have to see you without clothes" I broke the kiss and said to her.

"Alright wait." She said and undid the knot of her shirt, dropping it off her shoulders the next instant. She was wearing a silk bra just like mine but it was black. She then turned around and undid her jeans. I watched her slim waist and perfect ass come into view as she lowered the jeans down her muscular legs. Seen from the rear, this girl was a breath taking sight. 

"Unhook my bra!" She said sliding a hand to her crotch.

I unclasped her bra and pushed the straps down her shoulders dropping the bra to the floor. In the mirror I could see her high riding D-cup breasts standing proud with erect pointed nipples. She then turned around and faced me. 

"Now take off yours." She said.

I reached behind my back and unclasped the bra. Then I slid the straps off my shoulders and freed my breasts. 

"Wow!" Tori said and extended a hand to touch them. I closed my eyes and dropped my head back allowing her hand to explore my mounds. My eyes were still closed when I felt her lips on my nipples. When I looked, she had knelt down in front of me and was sucking my nipples. Then she began alternating from one breasts to another sucking each nipple till both were fully erect. She then slid the panties down my thighs and I stepped out of them. The next instant her own panties came off and joined the pile of clothes on the floor. I was pleased to see that she had a nice well-trimmed bush. She pushed me back against the make up counter and asked me to open my legs. 

"Oh my goodness Tori! What are you going to do?"

"Just SPREAD em!" She said and separated my legs with both hands. I had no choice but to drop my head back. She knelt on the counter in front of me and pressed her lips against my wet pussy. I was a virgin till then and though I had fingered my self under the shower or I bed, never ever had I felt a tongue in that area. The moment her tongue licked my slit I began to moan. The sensation of a wet tongue was far too great. 

"Like it?" She asked.

I closed my eyes and dropped my head even further back. She separated my thighs even further and began her aggressive licking. The sensation wasn't like anything I had ever felt till then. 

"Oooooohh my Goodnesssss….." I moaned as she licked me, my right thigh going over her shoulder. 

She stopped and looked at me with naughty eyes. "You like it don't you Jessica? Tell me you like it and I will continue."

"Yes I like it." I said. "Please lick me"

She dropped her head to my crotch again and began to lick with the same ferocity, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could not hold it any longer and grabbing her head by her hair, I came on her face.

When she rose back on her feet my juice was all over her mouth. 

"Want to return the favor?" She asked and licked my juice off her lips.

"Oh no!" I thought to myself. "You want ME to lick you now?" I asked. 

She started laughing. "Why you don't want to?"

I had no reply so I just stared at her. 

"You will never know what a pussy tastes like." She raised her foot and placed it on the make up counter. "Try it baby! You might like it."

I slid down and positioned myself under the leg she had placed on the counter. As I looked up I saw two very moist pussy lips just inches away from my face. I had no idea what they would taste like so I inserted a finger drawing a moan from Tori. Then I licked my finger to get a sense of taste. Then I licked them gently. 

"Yes thaats it, but lick faster, harder." She said.

I complied and soon I was licking her pussy with both my lips and tongue. 

"Ooohhhh…that's it Jess… mmmm good girl." She said moaning. As the licking intensified she started bucking her hips in rhythm forcing her pussy on my face. Instead of backing away I intensified the licking and soon she was grabbed me from the face and began spurting her juices all over my face. At that moment I tried to pull away but she was holding my hair and kept my face tightly pressed against her pussy. The next instant I fell flat on the floor with her juice on my lips. 

The incident in the dressing room totally changed my self-perception. I had always thought of myself as 'average' in looks but Tori convinced me that my poor self-image was a result of my troubled past. She told me I was a very desirable woman and I needed to discover my own beauty. She suggested that I needed a total 'physical transformation'. The first thing she did was remove my glasses. I had spent my whole teenage years hiding behind those huge specs. She took them and said "You don't need these unless you are reading so I don't want to see you behind these unless you have a book in your hand. Then we went to the Dawn Tiano, the most expensive hairdresser in the city. I had worn my blonde hair straight in two pick-tails. Tiano suggested that since I had a square face, I should cut and perm them to shoulder length. At that moment I did not realize how that would make me look but after she was done with the cut and perm, I was truly amazed to see how different I looked. I had seriously never thought I could look so good. We also decided that I needed a tan since my skin was too pale. For the next week I spent an hour every day tanning on the roof. Finally it came to my clothes. I was used to wearing loose clothes that would conceal my figure. We went clothes shopping and got two dresses with spaghetti straps, and a sleeveless blouse with very low neck. 

Immediately I began to notice how differently people started treating me. It was a different world altogether. When I went out heads would turn. Men would smile and hold doors for me. Women would look at me with envy. The sales clerk, who never paid attention before would leave all customers and tend to me first. Minor changes in looks, dress and hairstyle gave me this new power over people, something I had never felt before. It was awesome.

When the weekend came I drove with Tori to work. Obsessionz was packed as usual and a black Mercedes was pulling over in the parking lot. As we walked towards the entrance passed the car, the door opened and a familiar voice greeted us.

"Myyy… my… my… look at you babes!" It was Angelo the club owner. He slammed the door closed approached us and first gave me a peck on the cheek and the kissed Tori the same way. This was the first time he had ever kissed me. 

"You girls look lovely." He said and opened the door for us. 

The inside was packed and noisy as usual. Waitresses were going around tables balancing trays full of bear glasses over their shoulders. A redhead named Keisha performed on stage for what seemed like an over excited crowd. Tori went into the change room and I assumed my usual position behind the counter. 

"You came at the right time" Jeff the bartended stated. "I was going nuts serving these people all alone."

"Yup! I can see you need a hand." I said and started pushing beer glasses across the counter to waiting customers. 

"Nice haircut" He said.

After about five minutes, the phone on the counter rang and Jeff picked it up. 

"Hello … yeah she is here… can it wait? I am all alone at the bar… Alright sending her right away." He said and put the phone back. 

"Jess! Angelo wants you upstairs in his office. He says its urgent." He told me and got busy.

I had no idea why I was wanted upstairs in the office. My initial gut feeling was that maybe I have caused a major screw up but then I thought that cant be. I opened the door and walked up the staircase leading to Angelo's office. It was the same office in which Angelo had interviewed me four months ago. Angelo was on the phone when I opened the door and stepped in. I sat down on the chair in front of him and he carried on with his conversation. After a few minutes he hung up and turned his attention towards me. 

"How is it downstairs?" He asked.

"Busy." I replied.

He stood up from his chair and walked around the table till he was in front of me. Then he knelt down facing me. 

"Jessica…" He said and he placed his large hand on mine. "There is something I want to ask you. Please forgive me if this offends you but … you are a very attractive woman and … I want to make love to you!"

This left me totally baffled.

"I wont force you into anything you don't want." He continued with his hand still one mine. "You have the choice to walk out of this door any moment. I also assure you that if you walk out, it won't affect your job here. But, before you decide to either stay or leave, I want you to know that I have wanted you the day you walked in here. You were so different than these dancers, beautiful in a subtle way and so… so… unaware of your own beauty. Totally unaware of this effect you have on men…" He leaned across and planted a gentle kiss on my lips." I allowed him as this conversation had left me extremely aroused. He moved his face away, looked into my eyes and then kissed me again on the lips. 

Since there was no negative reaction from me, he took that as a green light. Grabbing me from the shoulders, Angelo rose to his feet raising me along with him. He took off his t-shirt and began unbuttoning my white shirt. Once totally unbuttoned he guided his finger over the slope of my breasts and allowed it to pass between the valley of my tits. 

"Have you ever seen a man's cock?" He asked as he unzipped his jeans.

My face was turning red at that moment.

"You are a virgin aren't you Jessica?" He asked and lowered his jeans till his cock sprang out. He had no underwear on. Since it was the first time I had seen a man's genitals up close, his throbbing hardness mesmerized me. He stepped out of his jeans and then guided me to the edge of the table. There he lifted my skirt till he could see my pussy. I had not worn any panties that night and he smiled.

"No panties heh?" He pushed me back till I was sitting on the edge looking down at his erect cock, wondering how that would feel inside my pussy. The only thing that had so far gone in me were my fingers and Tori's tongue. He pushed me further back till I was lying on the table looking up at the ceiling. My shirt gapped open revealing my heaving chest, with nipples pointing upwards.

"Wow! YOU have nice breasts! Better than any stripper I have seen." He said spreading my legs. 

"Its my first time Angelo." I was breathing heavy as I said that."Please be gentle."

While one of my legs was around his hip, he guided the other up over his body till it was resting on his shoulders. Then very slowly, he pushed his engorged penis in my hole. "Mmmmm…" I moaned and he asked me. "You like it?"

"Yes…" I said and stared at the ceiling.

"Want me deeper inside you?" 

"Yes." I answered and felt his hardness being pushed in.

"You feel so tight." He said and pushed the whole of his dick in me.

"OH MY GOD!" I screamed with pain as he buried himself in me all the way to the hilt. He stayed there for an instant allowing my pussy to stretch. Then he pulled back and bucked his hips in me once again this time harder and with more force. I bit my lip and the next instant he was fucking me, his cock going in and out of my pussy like a piston. With every stroke the pain subsided and was replaced with the feeling of intense pleasure. As I lay on the table with one leg on his shoulder, my shirt was gapped open and my large breasts swayed back and forth with the force of his strokes. Through the valley of my swaying mounds I could see his face as he gazed at my breasts and fucked me.

"You are so tight Jessica." He said as he closed his eyes and drove his cock in and out of me. "I love your virgin pussy."

The force of his thrusts was now causing the table to move across the floor. I thought I would fall off so I gripped both sides of the table with my hands as he drove his cock in and out of me like a mad man. The erect nipples on my swaying breasts hardened as I reached an orgasm. "OOOOHHHH …YAAAAAAGHHHH!"I screamed, as it was beyond doubt the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. I came again and again as his dick continued to go in and out of my pussy. 

"Shhhhh!" He placed a finger on my lips to silence my screams. Then very slowly, he pulled his engorged dick out of me and shot his semen all over my belly. It was the first time I had seen a man cum and it was a sight I would remember for the rest of my life. He then left me lying on the table and went into the washroom. Lying there on the table, I stared at the ceiling and pinched my nipples. I was getting to terms with the fact that I was no longer a girl. I was a woman. 

Angelo was known for fucking strippers in his office and everyone knew that. But it was the first time he had fucked a waitress. In days to come he convinced me that I had the body to be a stripper and I should consider dancing. After school I spent a lot of time with Tori practicing dancing moves. There was a garage in our apartment building downstairs and we would spend over an hour in there working out. Tori had a background in gymnastics and was obviously more flexible. It was not possible for me to do those splits on stage that she did so we came up with a dance routine that was more sensual than athletic. 




Interview with Blondeness



I was supposed to make my appearance on July 14th, my birthday. As we approached the date, I found myself losing the confidence. I was 'chickening' out. I told Angelo and he patted me on the back. "You will do just fine." He said. "You have such a body that no matter what you do, you can't screw up." His logic never gave me the confidence though. I told Tori that I don't think I would be able to go on stage and face the crowd. Knowing me from before she understood that I was telling the truth. So in the last few days she came up with a wonderful plan. 

Instead of me going on stage alone, we were to perform together. And, we decided that we would both cover our faces with theatrical oprah masks. This would prevent people from recognizing us and even if we screwed up, no one will know recognize. Tori was an excellent dancer. She could duplicate my dance routine easily for it was peanuts compared to what she was doing on stage. It took us just one week of practice and after that we were able to match each others moves almost perfectly. 

When July 14th came I was sitting in the dressing room backstage and my knees were shaking. I needed to cut myself from the noise and meditate. I needed to go deep inside me and find myself before I walked on stage. So I went in the toilet and locked myself. I closed my eyes and tried to relax myself. I don't know how long I spent in there but I opened my eyes when there was a knock on the door.

"Jess are you in there?" It was Tori. "Come on babe we need to kick some ass out there!" She yelled and her voice gave me that sudden confidence I was searching for inside me. I stood up and opened the door and found Tori standing outside looking absolutely stunning. She was dressed like a dominatrix as usual. The high heels had made her at least three inches taller than me. The leather gloves that she wore went all the way to her elbows and the tight corset she was wearing made her slim waist appear extra slim and wasp like. The low neck of the corset and not only revealed a nice cleavage but also showed the upper swells of her breasts. In her hands she was holding her whip as usual. Her black hair was loose and she looked like a Goddess. In contract to her 'bad girl' image, I was dressed like a good blonde girl. My hair was tied neatly behind my head and I wore a thin blue sundress that went down to my knees. Under was silk panties and bra, which Tori was supposed to rip off my body on stage.

"You look hot!" I said to her.

"You look lovely." She said to me and gave me a slap on my ass. "Follow me bitch!" She winked at me and I started walking behind her with my eyes on her slim waist and peach like ass. 

"GENTLEMAN! Now coming on stage are our next dancers …… TORI and Jessicaaaaa!" The announcement filled the house with applause and music took over.

We walked on stage and began dancing to the rhythm of the beat. Our body movements matched perfectly as Tori chased me all over the stage with the whip in her hand. As the music picked pace so did our movements and Tori caught me from around the waist with her whip. She then pulled me to herself and turned me around so that I was facing the audience. She slid a hand under the strap of my sundress and with a sudden jerk, she ripped the strap off. This caused a cheer to run through the crowd. I tried to hold the ripped strap against my shoulder but as I was doing it she ripped the other shoulder off. Now with both hands I was holding the two traps against my shoulders and the crowd was cheering on. Tori put her whip around my neck and began to drag me all over the stage like her personal slave. It was going exactly the way we had rehearsed. Finally that moment came when she ripped the sundress off my body and I was standing on stage in my bra and panties. The men were going crazy at this point. She took the remains of my dress and threw them in the crowd. This was not part of our routine but Tori seized the opportunity at the moment and did that. Then she ripped my bra off and we were on the floor wrestling. In a few minutes the panties were gone too and I found myself struggling with Tori undoing the laces of her corset. Tori's corset came off and we were on the floor topless. Her breasts were pressing against mine as she pinned me down to the floor and straddled me. We began to move our bodies together at the beat of the music and when it stopped, we were out of breath and under the red lights our bodies were glistening with sweat. The crowd stood up and gave a wonderful applause. 

So that was my first on stage performance and the beginning of my career as a stripper. Now this was a time when lesbian routines were not common on stage. Our performance had generated an applause unmatched for in the history of Obsessionz. From that day on, every weekend we would go to the club and perform for the audience. Our show became a real 'crowd getter' and started attracting people from far away places. The amount of money that I was making from the club was staggering! Besides that, after our performance people would follow us outside and try to negotiate with us to go with them. Many of these guys were super rich business executives and were willing to offer ridiculously large amounts of money. We started going with these rich folks and THAT became the major source of our income. The performance at the club was nothing more than an 'advertisement'.

A few months later Tori started dating an Air force technician by the name Jack Hallander. Jack was a lean and tall man with the short-cropped military style haircut. They met in a shopping mall and exchanged phone numbers. Jack had no idea Tori was a dancer. They went out a couple of times and on their third date, Tori told him what she did for a living and he came to the club to see a performance. I still remember how he had sat on the front seat and ogled at a naked Tori as she danced with me. After the show, men were approaching us and making offers. Jack stood up from his seat, came to Tori and picked her up in his arms. Without saying a single word he just walked out of the club through the audience with Tori in his arms. It was obvious they were in love. 

One September night, right after our performance I was in the dressing room backstage changing when a waitress came in. "This gentleman wants to meet you." She said and handed me a business card. It had the name Tony Chang and he was the talent agent for a film company. "He is wearing a blue shirt, sitting outside." She said and left the room, leaving me alone with the card. It was an offer from a film, I could tell that. As I held the card in my hand I knew that my life was about to change. After changing, I stepped outside and looked around. The bar was full and all eyes were on me. Suddenly I caught sight of the handsome oriental man who was approaching me with a polite yet confident smile on his face. 

"Pleasure meeting you." He said offering a hand. "I am Tony Chang."

We found a seat in a secluded corner and Chang ordered drinks for both of us. As the conversation progressed I found out that his job was to recruit people to work in the adult industry. This was the time when adult film had just jumped from an underground business to a billion dollar industry and film producers and agents were going in strip bars in search of 'talent'. He asked me how I felt about doing hardcore movies? I said I had never thought about it. 

"With one movie most girls make ten times of what they make in a year dancing." He said. "But your are not 'most girls' so this does not apply to you. You can surely expect to get more." I asked him if he was talking about both me and Tori. He said he wanted just ME! That totally left me baffled as I had always thought Tori was hotter. As we were having this conversation, guys from the audience would approach my table and ask me if I was interested going outside to "talk". I was refusing all of them. Myers saw this and said, "See how you attract men. They come after you like flies Jessica. You have no idea what you are about to become. Call me when you have thought about it." He said and stood up from the table.

I went back and told Tori. We had a long talk in the balcony. She explained that Jack was not comfortable with her dancing. She wanted to quit and move with him. Her declaration totally surprised me. I had always thought that Tori was not the kind to settle down with one man. She was too used to attention, that he settling down with someone seemed unconceivable. Yet, what was even more strange was that out of all the men that were available to her, she had chosen an Air force technician who would probably make less than a half of what she was making dancing. 

"I think you should go ahead with the offer." She said. "Cuz, I think I am out of this game. Dancing is finished! We are finished." She said and we sat there out in the balcony till it was morning. When I saw the sun come up from the horizon, I knew it was a new beginning. 

Tony Chang's office was in the basement of a downtown complex. I did not have any problems finding it. The wooden door opened in a sitting room with a reception desk. There was no one on the desk so I walked passed it and knocked on an opened door, which had Tony Chang's name plate.

"Come on in!" He said and I went in. 

He was sitting on his reclining chair going through the nude pictures I had submitted him almost a week back. 

"You look absolutely stunning!" He said. "But it takes more than looks to be successful in this business." 

"Oh really? What else does it take?" I asked 

"Performance! In this business you don't fuck for your pleasure. You fuck for the audience's pleasure. Women who climb the ladder here are the ones who can see themselves from the eyes of the male viewer." He placed the prints on the table. "Besides that … you need a new name, a screen name!" He looked at me closely, his eyes examining every detail of my appearance.

"What are you looking at?" I asked him.

He kept staring at me. "How would I describe you to someone who has not seen you?" He pulled out a note pad. "Blue eyes … clear skin … naturally pink lips … blonde hair …" He continued to write words on the pad and then suddenly stopped. "From this day on, the world will know you as …BLONDENESS!" He threw the pad in front of me and I saw the name written on it in bold letters.

I loved the name from the beginning. There was some kind of magic to it. I signed up with him that day and that was the beginning of my film career. 

The first movie that I did was 'Black and White'. It was the story of a rich white couple's sexual encounter with a black couple. Interracial sex was a big fascination back then and a lot of film studios were doing that. Richard Myers, the producer from Erotica Entertainment, phoned Tony Chang and asked if he had someone to play the white house wife role. They had the other three characters so he only needed a girl to complete the white couple. He specified that he needed a blonde. Chang believed that this was the role for me so he sent me the movie script. 

"I don't want you to start off with a complicated script." He had said. "If you screw up in the acting, no one would want to talk to you in the whole industry. This script is simple. Go through it and see if you can do it."

It was a thick blue binder with typed pages inside. Tori had gone out with Jack so I went outside and began reading the pages. The story was set on an exotic beach of Bahamas. A rich white couple from Miami lands there for fifteen days of scuba diving and boating. The hotel in which they are staying has a tall black security guard who has hidden cameras installed in every room. On the black and white monitor he once catches the couple making love. Then he sends his black girlfriend, who is a maid in the same hotel, to seduce the man. She succeeds and he watches them have sex on the camera. The maid tells the husband that they have been videotaped but instead of getting mad, the husband wants to view the tapes that have been made of him and his wife. So he ends up becoming friends with the security guard and the movie ends with a hot foursome outdoor. 

According to the script I had two sex scenes. One was with the white husband in the hotel room and the other out doors with all three of them in the final foursome. I called Chang and told him I was game!

The film was set in Bahamas, but since the regional law in Bahamas did not allow pornography to be shot in their land back then, we had to shoot these scene on the beaches of California and make it look like Bahamas. Just a day before leaving for L.A I came back to our apartment after signing the papers and found Tori spread over the couch, her head resting on her shoulder. The TV was switched on but Tori was not paying any attention as she was staring at the floor lost in thought. I walked in switched off the TV and we started talking. I told her that I was leaving for L.A in two days and she congratulated me. Then she told me that she was pregnant! 

"Jack has proposed to me and we are getting married." She said still looking at the carpet. "The squadron that he is with is being posted to Boston so I will be going with him." 

There was silence.

"We have both made choices…" She continued, "…and now we both have to go our own ways. This is where the road splits." 

Tori and I had been together for over three years now. From assignment partners at school, we had become roommates, then she had helped me find the job at the club and together we became the most famous dancers in the city. Everything I was today I was because of her. Now, she was saying that we could be together no more. And, she was right! We had both made our choices and had to go our own ways. 

The next day Jack and Tori drove me to the airport. I was resting on the back seat looking out of the window. I wanted to give Tori something for her kid but I had nothing at that time. 

"Jessica…" Tori looked at me in the rear view mirror. "If we have a daughter, I will name her after you." 

"Ya … Jessica is a great name." Jack said.

"And what if you have a boy?" I asked.

"Jason!" Jack said while driving the car. "Then we will all him Jason."

The car stopped at the passenger drop area. Jack stayed in the car and Tori followed me inside. Suddenly, I knew what I wanted to give Tori. There was a silver pendent around my neck with a letter "J". My father had given it to me and I had worn it since I was a kid. I took it off and handed it to Tori. 

"Tori… I want you to keep this as a gift for your child. Whether its Jessica or Jason this will work." 

She looked at me with tears in her eyes. We embraced each other at the airport and cried. Then picking up my luggage I went through the metal detector and that was the last time I saw Tori. 

When I landed in L.A, a limo was there to receive me. The chauffer opened the door for me and I got inside feeling like a celebrity. I had never been in a limo before and so this was very exciting. First I was taken to Erotica Entertainment where I met Richard Myers the producer and the director. He was a middle-aged man dressed in a Hawaii style multi colored shirt and Bermudas. We had lunch together at a Mexican restaurant. There I found out that the person who was to play the security guard in the movie was a famous black porn star called Jimmy Helmet. I had seen him earlier at the office of Erotica Entertainment. He was a tall black man who easily stood six feet three if not more. He had a shaven head and a flat nose and looked like one of those tall, lean and muscular basketball players you see in NBA Jam. When I had entered the office, he was standing in the lobby talking to someone on the phone in his Jamaican accent. I did not like him at all as he was too intimidating. Myers told me that Jimmy Helmet was one of the most highly paid male porn stars in business because he was exceptionally "gifted" in the size department. Over the course of dinner I also found out that my second co-star, the man who would play my husband in the movie was a blonde, golden boy who went by the name "White Devil'. Myers told me that White Devil was a bodybuilder and an underwear model who came into the adult industry because he wanted to have sex with the sexiest women in the world! He was also one of the most appreciated pornstars in the USA and fans loved him because of the exceptionally large quantity of semen he could produce. About the black girl, Myers did not tell me much except that she was also a stripper like me who had been picked up from a club a few years ago. After the lunch the limo dropped me off at the hotel.

The pick up was at 9:00 am the next morning. After having my breakfast, I was taken to the office of Erotica Entertainment. Myers was sitting outside on the steps smoking a cigar. I got down the limo and sat with him. We chatted for a bit and Myers explained that the film was supposed to have four sex scenes. Out of these two had already been shot. The other two that included me had to be filmed. We were having this conversation when this hot looking guy on a Harley Davidson showed up. He was wearing aviator style sun glassed and was very well muscled, with shoulder length blonde hair. As swung his leg to get off the bike, I noticed that he had the best male butt I had ever seen in my whole life.

"Here comes the White Devil." Myers said as he stood up to greet him.

So this was White Devil, the stud who was playing my husband in the movie. The very thought of making love to him made my nipples hard under the t-shirt. His real name was Matt and he preferred to be called by that. "White Devil was only for the movie credits." He said. He was an easy to talk to guy who was not egocentric like I had imagined an adult celebrity to be. All three of us went inside and started discussing what I would be wearing in the first hotel room scene with Matt. Myers pulled out a bunch of catalogues from underneath the table and we started going through the designs. 

"I don't want her to dress sexy in the opening scene." Myers said. "The audience will be seeing her for the very first time so I want them to imagine what she is like under all those clothes."

We went through a lot of stuff and finally decided that I was to wear jeans and a loose white top. The bra and panties underneath were to be white as well as it would suit my blonde hair and light skin.

"Now Matt, this is not a 'Wham bam, bye bye Maam' type fuck scene!" Myers explained to Matt. "That stuff is for Helmet. You have to be very intimate with her. You guys are on a vacation so it has to be sensual and romantic.

Matt leaned back in the chair and stretched his legs on the glass table, crossing his feet.

"The foreplay has to be long." Myers continued. "First you will take off her top, then you must fondle and kiss her through the bra. Spend some time doing that. She has nice breasts, so make the audience WAIT before you expose them."

"And you Jessica …" Myers turned towards me. "You have to respond to his kisses. Don't stand there frozen. Most new comers have a tendency to just "freeze" in front of the camera. I want you to be responsive, you get me?"

I nodded.

"Good girl" He patted me on the back, stood up and went into the sitting lounge. 

I looked towards Matt and found him staring at me. Instead of looking away he winked at me. I stood up and followed Myers outside leaving Matt alone in the room.

On the day of the shoot, I was driven to paradise hotel where the room had been booked for recording. Paradise was not at all a very posh hotel but that was the only location Eddie our Production Manager could arrange. Myers was not at all happy about it. On my way in I saw Myers arguing with Eddie at the main entrance. "There is no air-conditioning in there!!!" Myers yelled. "The windows would have to be opened and we will be picking every unwanted sound from outside!!!" Eddie continued to explain but since none of that was my concern, I walked straight in. 




Interview with Blondeness



The room in which the shoot was scheduled was on the first floor. It was a total mess as cameramen and lightening technicians had littered the place with wires and other equipment. Then Myers came upstairs.

"MAKE SURE THAT MICROPHONE DOES NOT COME IN TO THE SHOT!" He yelled at the audio guy who was hanging the mic to the ceiling.

"He always gets tense on the day of the shoot." Audio guy smiled at me and went back to his work.

The room opposite had been booked for my make up and dressing etc. I went in and locked myself. I took a shower and changed into the wardrobe that they had provided. Over my white bra and panties, I was wearing blue jeans and a white loose top. The make up girl then came in and started applying light make up. As she was darkening my eyes lashed, a knock on the door made her stop.

"Jessica… Matt is here! We are ready when you are!" It was Myers voice. 

Quickly, the make up girl finished with lipstick and I stood up. When I came outside, Matt was standing there in blue jeans and a black t shirt. He looked at me and whistled. 

"WOW! You look hot!" Myers gave me a pat on the shoulder. "Come on lets get started. He said and went inside. Matt and I followed. The camera men were behind their camera's, the audio guy was wearing headphones and Myers had assumed a position behind a small monitor. ""You know your lines?" Myers asked me. I nodded. "When the scene starts, you guys will come in through that door." He directed. "You will dump your luggage near that dresser and you Jessica will then go around examining the room. Myers will come from behind and take you. You guys know the rest, so lets get it ONNN!" He said and put on an earphone.

The whole atmosphere at the place was beginning to make me nervous. My heart was beating and I wished my nervousness wont show. Matt looked at me and smiled. "You scared?" He asked and I nodded. "Don't worry … when I take you in my arms, you will forget about the cameras." He winked at me and somehow his wink made me believe what he just said. 

"ACTION!" Myers yelled. 

I opened the door and walked in. Ignoring the cameras, I dumped the hand bag near the dresser. Matt was behind me. He stepped in dragging a suitcase and locked the door shut. I went around the room, looking at the bed and the stuff on the table. Matt tip toed towards me and suddenly I felt his strong arms wrapped around me waist. He pulled me to himself and kissed the back of my neck. I closed my eyes and smiled.

The next instant, he had turned me to face him and his hand was caressing my blonde locks. "You really look nervous." He whispered into my ear. "Try to relax." He said and I felt his arms going around my body gently pulling me to himself. I felt my large breasts press my against his chest and then he brought his mouth close to mine french kissing me. "We are lovers remember, husband and wife." He said and kissed me again, this time allowing his tongue to snake inside my mouth. "Like it…darling?" He said and his grip against me waist tightened even further, pressing me against his muscular body. At that moment I forgot about the lights and the cameras and melted in his arms in total surrender. He began to french kiss me passionately and our tongues wrestled with each other. 

He then let go of me and stepped back. Very slowly he removed his t-shirt and dropped it on the carpet. I gasped as I saw him bare-chested. I knew he had a great physique but I had no idea it was THAT great. His shoulders were wide and well developed and he flexed his chest muscles as he looked at me. He then brought his hands to my white top and pulled it up till it had cleared my head, messing my blonde hair as it went. Now I was standing in front of him in just my bra and jeans. My bra was bulging with my ample breasts and I saw his eyes examining my chest. It was a low cut bra so it revealed a great amount of cleavage. He then held me from the waist and brought his lips slowly towards mine. The feeling of his hand holding my bare waist brought this wave of electric current rush through my body. 

"PLAY WITH HER … PLAY WITH HER" Myers yelled.

Matt continued kissed my lips and then went down kissing my throat. I closed my eyes and dropped my head back allowing his full access to my neck. Kissing and licking, he went further down till his face was just inches away from my deep cleavage. He pressed his face into my bust line and and started licking and kissing. I dropped my head back once again jutting my boobs out even further.

"THIS IS WHERE THE BRA COMES OFF!" Myers yelled once again.

Matt rose up and held my shoulder and turned me around making me face the camera. With one hand on my stomach he kissed the back of my neck and fondled a tit through my bra. Then his hand left my stomach and I felt him undoing the clasps of my bra. He allowed the bra to remain for a few seconds and then very gently slid the straps off my shoulders. 

"EXCELLENT!" Myers yelled as the bra fell to the floor freeing my heavy round breasts. Matt's lips were still kissing the back of my neck and shoulders when his hands came from behind and cupped my breasts, lifting them up for the camera.

"YES IT'S A WONDERFUL SHOT" Myers yelled. "Hold them like that.

Myers complied and held my heavy mounds in his palms gently pressing them making my nipples even harder. I closed my eyes and dropped my head back against his shoulders.

He then turned me around once again and sank down to his knees till his face was in line with my heaving bare breasts. He brought his lips to my left nipple and began sucking on it. I allowed him to suck on it but then the sensation was too great so I pushed his head back. Once my nipple was out of his mouth I saw him gazing up at me looking really horny. I leaned forward a little and fed him my right breast. Willingly he took the nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it the same way. After kissing and nibbling my breasts he stood up and unzipped his pants. 

I knew this was the time for the blowjob so I went on my knees and undid the button on his jeans. Very slowly I pulled his trousers down to his knees. He was wearing tight black sports briefs, which were showing a nice bulge. I could easily see the outline of his cock and how it was pulsing behind the tight fabric waiting to be released. The moment I lowered his briefs, the cock sprang out just inches away from my face. It was nice and hard, throbbing on its own. I opened my mouth and moved my face forward taking as much of his shaft in my mouth as I could. 

One of the cameramen moved close with the camera to get a close up. I wrapped my lips around his pulsing shaft and gripped his muscular butt in my hands. His cock pulsed in my mouth the moment I squeezed his tight butt cheeks. Then very slowly, I began to suck him. I would quote his cock with my saliva and then remove my lips from his cock. Then I would take it in my mouth again and deep throat him. "Oooh my goodness." Matt said as he caressed my hair. "That feels sooo good darling." He began to buck his hips back and forth driving his hardness in and out of my mouth.

He then grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up. We kissed passionately, my breasts pressed against his chest. He then stepped out of his pants and under wear and I undid my jeans. He stroked his cock in my saliva as I slid the jeans off my thighs. I was wearing white panties and by now they were wet. Matt brushed his blonde hair aside and smiled. He then pulled them down my legs and turned me around to face one of the cameras. He then planted a wet kiss on my butt and slapped it. Instinctively, I widened my stance a little opening my legs to reveal my pussy. The next moment I felt his finger sliding in my wet cunt. It began to go in and out and I bit my lip in pleasure. He then brought his mouth to my crotch and the next second he was licking my pussy lips, almost torturing me with his tongue. 

"Mmmmm… oohhh yaaa." I moaned as he continued to lick and suck my clit.

"Camera Two, I want her facial expression!" Myers instructed the cameraman ahead of me.

My eyes were closed and I was lost in pleasure. Matt then rose up to his feet and pushed me forward bending me. The double bed was in front of me so placing my palms on the edge of the bed I bent forward allowing my breasts to sway under me. In order to capture a front shot of my swaying breasts, one of the cameramen got on the bed in front of me. 

"Hold it for an instant!" He instructed Matt as he adjusted the zoom lens to the close proximity. "Alright! Go." He said.

Matt had already placed the bulb of his cock between my pussy lips. He slowly pushed his cock in me making me moan as he went in. 

"OOOOhhh my goodness… that is just sooo GOOOD!" I said as I felt him go deeper in me. 

"Like it honey?" He said as he withdrew his hardness.

"Mmmm … love it baby." I said biting my lips.

He bucked his hips forward once again and thrusted his throbbing hardness right into me. With his arms around my waist, he started fucking me. His cock went in and out of my pussy as he bucked his hips back and forth. 

"OOOOHHH YESS BABY… THAT IS SOOO GOOD!" My moans now turned into screams of pleasure as he fucked me.

The motion was causing my hanging breasts to sway back and forth and the camera was capturing their movement along with my facial expression of intense pleasure. 

"THAT'S IT! HOLD HER BREASTS!" Myers instructed. Matt leaned forward and one of his hands came from under and grabbed a swaying orb. He held it in his hands as the other boob swayed with the thrust of his cock.

"GREAT… Now change positions" Myers yelled again. "Get her on top of you. Let her ride!" He said.

Matt pulled his cock out of me and then fell on the bed with his hardness pointing straight at the ceiling. 

"Get on top of him Jess" Myers said. "Take him in slowly as you sit."

I got on the bed and straddled Matt. Very slowly I positioned his erect cock right at my opening and then placed my hands on his muscular chest. While I sliding down on him, I noticed his chest muscles and how amazingly strong he was. I had always wanted to make love to a strong man and this was a dream come true. Slowly I went down on his rod, taking him in me inch by inch. Very soon I was sitting on him with all my weight and the whole length of his tool was inside me. He grabbed me form the waist and slowly I started to go up and down his shaft. Then, as I increased my pace, I leaned forward till my boobs were bouncing up and down just inches away from his face. He began to thrust his hips upwards into me and I leaned forward even more till my swaying tits were hitting his face. His hands instinctively went to my bouncing breasts and he took both melons in his hands. I dropped my head back and stuck my chest out for him giving him full access to my tits as I fucked him. 

As the intensity of my ride increased, both of us reached closer and closer to the orgasm. Finally, when I was just seconds away from exploding, Matt threw me on the bed to his side and rolled over on top of me. Then he started thrusting savagely into me making me scream with pleasure. I gripped his body tightly and exploded into the most intense orgasm I had ever had. The intensity of pleasure was so much that I bit his shoulder as he slammed his cock into me. 

The very moment my orgasm subsided, Matt pulled out his engorged cock out of me and held it in his hands, allowing the cameraman to come close for a close up. The next second he blew his load! I had honestly never seen a man cum so intensely. He was spurting semen all over my stomach and breasts.

"THAATS IT!" Myers yelled. "CUM ALL OVER HER …THAATS WHAT I CALL A CUM SHOT!" 

Soon I was lying on the bed covered in his cum. The spurts of semen had landed on my neck, boobs and stomach and I was sure I looked like a total slut. Matt looked down on me and then wiped sweat off his eyebrows. 

So that was my first fuck scene. Myers was overjoyed with my performance because the whole thing had been shot in one sequence. No cuts or retakes! That was some awesome for a first timer like me. After the shoot we went to a posh restaurant where a table was booked for us. There, Myers told me that he really sees a lot of "potential" in me and that I would be going places. Then we went back to the office of Erotica Entertainment and viewed the raw footage. It was the first time I saw myself on screen and I must admit, I looked HOT!

Second scene that we were shooting was actually the last scene of the movie and it included two more actors, Helmet and Lana, the girl playing the black maid. Helmet I had seen before but the first time I saw Lana was in front of Erotica entertainment a week later. 

It was a hot and sunny day and I was sitting with Myers and Matt in the small ice cream shop, next to the Erotica Entertainment's office. We were sitting right by the window and through the slightly tinted glass I could see the street outside. Matt and Myers were discussing how to edit the footage when a red sports car pulled over in the parking lane. The door opened and a tall black man with a flat nose and shaven head came out. It took me a second to recognize that it was Helmet. He looked like Dennis Rodman with much darker skin, shaven head and a flatter nose. From the drivers seat emerged this black girl wearing sunglasses and a stars and stripes bandana. She was top heavy with a nice chest and that stereo typical, killer ass black women are known for. There were not many pedestrians on the street but the ones that were turned their heads to check out this SISTAH! The girl was built for fucking and I at once knew that this was Lana, the maid.

After locking the car, both Lana and Helmet first went into the office of Erotica Ent. After five minutes or so they came out and headed straight into the ice cream shop. The discussion, that was taking place between Matt and Myers, had by now turned into an argument and the two were so busy fighting that they did not notice the pair come in. Lana took off her glasses and looked around till she spotted us. 

"There they are!" Matt said as he saw Lana.

Myers looked back over his shoulder and the stood up to greet the two.

"The WHITE DEVIL is here!" Helmet said in his typical Jamaican accent and gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder.

Myers then introduced me. While Lana shook hands with me, Helmet just said "YO! I met you BEFOE!" I found Helmet's attitude as immature and annoying as ever. "Just who the FUCK does he think he is?" I thought to myself. He then walked to the counter and ordered ice cream.

"What flavor would you like babe?" He asked Lana but she was busy talking to Myers.

"YO SUGAR BABE!" He yelled loud.

"What?" Lana turned around.

"What should I get you?" He asked

"Nothing! I wont have ice cream. I am watching my figure" He said and placed both hand on her hip curve.

"Ahaa …" Helmet smiled showing his white teeth. "So am I! SO AM I" He said and observing her with lustful eyes. The guy was a total PIG!

We sat and started talking about the shoot. Myers told them how well the recording went and what a "talented" girl I was. Throughout the conversation I kept looking at Lana. She was a beautiful ebony with dark eyelashes and chocolate skin. She was wearing a red sleeveless top with a v-neck cut so low that at least three inches of cleavage was clearly visible. In proportion to her slender frame, the breasts she was flaunting were large and well developed. But the girl was no match for me in the 'boob' department.

Helmet was sitting right next to her eating vanilla ice cream. As the conversation progressed, he took a spoonful of ice cream and brought it to Lana's mouth. She looked at it for an instant and then opened her mouth. Helmet however missed her mouth and dropped a lump of cold whiteness on her cleavage. 

"Awww SHEEET! Look what you did!" She screamed and stared down her chest where the vanilla was making its way from the upper swells of her breasts into her cleavage. 

"Chillax babe!" Helmet said and brought his face down to her chest. He then licked the ice cream off her chest making a few of heads turn in our direction.

Then we talked about how the final scene in the movie would be shot. Initially. Myers had planned the whole scene to be shot in the swimming pool at the back of the hotel. The white man and his blonde wife were supposed to be sunbathing and the black maid was to show up. The scene was supposed to start when the maid was applying suntan to the couple and then the black security guard was to join them. Matt on the other hand suggested that it would be better to shoot the scene on the beach with powerful waves splashing on the rocks. When Helmet was asked which location he thought would work and he coldly replied that his job was to fuck and he would do that anywhere.

Finally on the day of the shoot it was decided that the scene would be shot on the beach instead of the pool. My pick up from the hotel was at 5:00 am. We left the office at 6:00 am and reached the location at 7:00. It was an isolated part of the coastline where the golden sand of the beach gave way to gigantic, unfriendly boulders. It was not the place where our bus could go so the crew unloaded all the equipment and we started walking up hill. After ten minutes of strenuous walk, we were at the top of the cliff looking down at the furious waves of the ocean. It was strange to see how the same sea that looked so calm and inviting from the beach would become so violent near the rocks. 

I was about to sit down and open a can of soda when Myers stated that we were to go DOWN! I was not comfortable with this idea at all. The rocks hundred feet below had edges sharp like razor blades and to descend down there with heavy cameras and audio equipment did not seem like a sensible thing to do. 

First, the camera crew went down, then the audio guys with their boom and microphones, followed by Myers, Matt and Helmet. Finally the only three people left on the hill were me, Lana and the make up girl. I looked at Lana. Dressed in her red sleeveless top and black trousers, she was standing at the edge of the cliff looking at the men down below. Then she turned around and started descending slowly. I was watching her descend from the top. The red tank top that she was wearing was falling away from her body giving me a clear view of her round breasts tightly held in a white bra. It was a sight that would have made any man drool! I turned around and started to follow and soon all of us were down at the base of the cliff, just a few feet away from the violent waves that were splashing on the rocks. The splashes were causing everyone's clothes to get wet and the camera guys were busy covering their cameras with waterproof plastic. 

"You guys should have done this BEFORE getting down here." Myers yelled at them.

There was no place to install monitors and that meant that Myers had to direct the action without looking at the screen. 

"We are rolling in 15 minutes so HURRY!" He yelled and sat on a rock lighting a cigar.

The scene required me to wear a skimpy black bikini top on blue jeans. I was wearing it under my shirt so I took off my shirt and tossed it to the audio guy. The small bikini top that I was wearing left most of my breasts bare, covering nothing more than my nipples. Helmet was standing a few feet away from me staring at my tits like they were the first ones he had seen. There was no smile or softness in his gaze. Just a strong, lustful and a rather unfriendly glare! Myers looked at me and said, "That's nice. Put on your dark glasses and roll the bottom of your jeans till your calves are exposed." I bent over to roll up my jeans and my breasts swayed under me, left to right as I rolled the bottoms of my trousers. 

Helmet's eyes, through out the moment, were fixed on the round orbs my bikini contained. When I straightened up my eyes met with his and I noticed this very slight smile on his face. He looked at me straight in the eyes and gave a wink suggesting that he liked the display. Matt then threw a pair of dark sunglasses at me and I put them on.




Interview with Blondeness



Myers wanted the White Devil to look muscular in the opening shot. So he asked Matt to 'pump up'. Matt got on his palms and started doing press ups. He would then change the hand placement and continue with his pushups. After various other resistance exercises Matt stood up, took off his t-shirt and flexed his chest muscles. He looked so gorgeous I thought I was in love. 

The next instant the cameras were on roll. The opening shot involved the husband and wife to approach each other and french kiss. As soon as the camera was on roll, we were given the caution. Matt, the bare-chested blonde hunk approached me slowly and took my hand. He gently brought it to his face and kissed it. It was a soft kiss. Then I extended my hands and placed my palms on his chest. He took me from the waist and drew me close to himself gently kissing my lips. As we kissed his arms went tight around my waist and he pulled me to himself pressing my breasts against his bare chest. The kissing continued.

It must have been an extremely erotic opening shot, for our blonde hairs were blowing all over by the sea wind, giving us the 'wild' look Myers wanted. Matt's hands explored my body as his tongue wrestled with mine. 

"CUT! CUT!" Myers yelled and I immediately thought I had done something wrong. "Excellent opening!" He said and clapped. "The second couple now! Lets see what you guys can do." He said. 

The black couple were to kiss each other the same way too, except that the scene was to be shot with a different background. The cameramen changed positions and Myers yelled "ACTION!" 

Helmet took off his t-shirt. They then approached each other the same way. Instead of taking her hand and kissing it lightly, Helmet pulled her violently towards him and kissed her passionately in the mouth. Their crotches were rubbing against each other as Helmet began to press Lana's butt in his palms. Unlike our embrace, there was nothing romantic about theirs. It was pure animalistic lust.

"GOOD!" Myers said. "We move on to the swap now" He said.

So Matt took me by the hand and Helmet took Lana. On cue, we walked towards each other and stopped just a step away. Helmet looked at me with lust and Matt looked at Lana. Lana then stepped towards Matt and he took the black Goddess gently from around the waist. Helmet on the other hand seized my arm and pulled me towards him violently. The guy was an animal and in the movies he played that. 

He took off my glasses and threw them on the rocks behind him. The next instant they were washed into the sea by the splashing waves. He then grabbed my hair and pulled them down making my head tilt upwards. Like a sex hungry savage, he brought his lips down to mine and inserted his tongue in my mouth. With his other hand he reached behind my back and started untying the bikini knot. The next instant he pulled the small bikini off my body and tossed it behind him. 

I was now standing bare breasted with my nipples erect by the ocean wind. He stood there motionless, allowing the camera to make a close up of my tits. Then, like a savage, he dropped on his knees and pulled me towards him. The very next instant his lips were on my left nipple and he was sucking it with all the vacuum his mouth could produce. At that moment I felt the already hard nipple stiffen in his mouth. While he sucked on my left nipple, his other hand cupped my right breast and he began to pinch the nipple in his fingers making me moan. As I dropped my head back in pleasure he took the other tit in his mouth sucking on the nipple exactly the way he had sucked the other one. 

As he sucked on my breasts, I looked across to Matt who was cupping Lana's chest through her tank top. He then slid his hands into her trousers and gripped the edges of her top. Slowly, he raised it and Lana extended her arms up in the air allowing her top to clear her head. She was wearing a white bra underneath and I could easily see the cleavage and the upper swells of her tits. Matt dropped the tank top and started kissing the back of her neck. His hands unclasped the bra hook and very gently, he slid the bra straps of her shoulders. The bra fell on the rocks and I saw her truly amazing tits heaving with her heavy breathing. Though they were not as large as mine, they were nice and round with a very slight sag to them. Her dark nipples stood out and proud just like mine. 

While Helmet was kissing and sucking on my tits, I looked at Matt, who was still holding the black goddess from behind. His hands up her smooth flat tummy and soon he was cupping both her breasts in his hands, pressing the mounds gently but firmly. The contrast of his white body against her shiny black was a turn on for me.

"GET TO THE BLOW JOB!" I heard Myers yell and Helmet rose up to his full height.

"Get down on your knees!" He literally pushed me down till I was kneeling. My face was in line with his crotch and I could see the large tent in his trousers. I ran my hand over it and realized that his cock was only semi-erect. He unzipped his trousers allowing me to see the pubic hair. It was obvious he had no underwear on. Very slowly then he lowered his pants and his snake like cock sprang out in front of my face. 

It was ENORMOUS! I had seen a lot of cocks but nothing like the one that was dangling in front of my face. Even in its semi-hard state the thing was eight inches! 

"Oh my God!" I said looking at it. 

The head of his penis was purple and no less than the size of a plum. 

"Thats why they call me Helmet" He said looking down at me. He then took his cock in his hands and started beating the thing on my face. 

"Like this don't you? Wanna suck it?" He said as he beat my face with the cock.

"SUCK IT GIRL …THE CAMERAS ARE ON ROLL!" Myers yelled at me and I realized I had a job to do.

I took the shaft in my hand and brought my face to the head. 'How the freakin hell am I going to take him in me?' I thought for a second and then licked the bulb. Instantly, in front of my very own eyes the snake started coming to life. It started tensing in my hand. I released my grip from it and began to lick the shaft up and down with my tongue. The veins on his cock rose and as blood gushed into his organ, it began to gain length. Soon it was standing fully erect and throbbing, pulsing with the strong sensations my tongue had produced. It must have been ten inches! 

"You brought it to life!" Helmet grabbed me from my hair. "Now suck it!" He said and brought the shaft to my lips. I opened my mouth and sealed my lips around it.

"OH YEAAAHHHH!" Helmet bucked his hips and dropped his head back. The next instant I was sucking on his shaft like a mad woman.

"YES!!! Suck me Harderrr!!!" He would say and buck his hips in me. He then gripped my blonde hair and started fucking my mouth deep. His cock was going all the way into my throat and I could still not deep throat him.

A few steps away to my side, a stark naked Matt was being sucked my Lana. While his hands caressed her hair, his muscular hips were bucking back and forth from her mouth in a smooth and sensual rhythm. Soon I saw her hands slid up his thighs and grip his butt as she took his whole length in her mouth. The waves splashed against the rocks behind him as he dropped his head back and closed his eyes. 

"PENETRATION SHOT!" Myers yelled and Helmet withdrew his cock from my mouth with a 'pop'. The whole ten inches of his pipe was now glistening with my saliva. I knew it was the time to take him in so I stood up and took off my jeans. Then I took off the thong I was wearing and soon I was standing completely naked. Lana also let go of Matt and they were both looking at me.

"You need to be well lubricated Jess" Myers told me. "Or his cock would just rip you into two!" His words were followed by laughter from Matt and Lana as well as the camera crew. But I knew it was the truth. I knew I would not be able to accommodate him until I was made to cum first. 

"Lie down on that rock and spread your legs. Lana would make you cum first." Myers pointed towards a rock behind me towards the ocean. As I turned and looked back, I saw this large slippery oval shaped boulder in front of me. It was not sharp and edgy like most rocks there. Waves would splash against it and the water would seep in the gravel below. This constant beating that it had received from the ocean for centuries had resulted in its texture becoming smooth and slippery. 

The cameramen picked up their cameras and moves closer to the ocean. I walked towards the rock and laid down on it, carefully balancing my weight. Since the rock was ultra slippery and tilted, I had to lay on it and hold the sides tightly to prevent from sliding down. I knew that the moment my grip loosened I would start slipping. As I balanced myself, the waves of the ocean would splash on the side. An occasional would splash me too. 

Lana came and knelt down between my legs. As the cameras went on roll, she lifted my thighs and placed them on her shoulder. She then started fingering my pussy with two fingers. Matt then moved behind Lana and grabbed her from her round butt. As Lana brought her mouth to my clit, Matt slid his cock in her pussy.

The next moment Matt was fucking her pussy from the rear and she was licking mercilessly at my clit. I dropped my head back in pleasure and found that Helmet had moved just behind me. He was stroking his enormous cock, looking down at me from behind. He stepped a little closer and brought his cock to my face. First he hit me in the face a few times with his engorged penis and then shoved it straight in my mouth.

The intensity of the moment was amazing. Matt was fucking Lana from behind as she licked my pussy. Helmet was driving his huge cock in and out of my mouth like a sledge-hammer. I could not take it anymore. As a powerful wave splashed against the rock, my whole body tensed and I started to cum like a freight train. I wanted to scream in pleasure but Helmet's cock was shoved so deep in my mouth I gagged and moaned as waves of pleasure swept through my body.

"THAT'S IT!" Myers yelled. "Lets move on to the penetration."

Matt and Lana went off screen and Helmet came to the other side of the rock, positioning himself between my legs. He inserted a finger in my wet pussy. "Are you wet enough for me?" He asked and then took his finger out and put it in his mouth tasting my love juice. 

"Go slowly big boy!" Myers instructed. "We don't want to kill her."

Helmet guided his cock into my snatch slowly. First he inserted the bulbous head and then pushed it gently till two inches of his cock was in me. My breathing began to get heavy as I felt the thickness of the intruder. He then grabbed me from the waist area and pushed in even further. 

"OOOOhhhh my goodness!" I yelled as he inserted half of his ember in me. I had taken many dicks but had never been stretched so much.

"You ready for me?" He asked. 

"Ooooh my GAWD!" I moaned as he pushed the whole length of his shaft in me.

He stayed still for a few seconds allowing my vagina to adopt to the size. Then, he withdrew his cock and thrusted in me once again. I bit my lip in pleasure and he began to pound me. His cock was going in and out of my wet snatch like a sledge hammer. Though I was on my back, the force of his thrusts was making my heavy breasts sway back and forth. He brought one hand to my swaying tits and grabbed it as he fucked me. 

"Oohhh yesss… mmmmmm" I moaned as he hammered me like an animal. 

The next instant he was slapping my boobs. He slapped my swaying boobs left to right as he drove his cock in me. My body began to tense once again and I dropped my head back in pleasure. The next instant I was cumming again. He leaned forward on my to kiss my neck and I bit his shoulder. With one final deep stroke, he pulled his cock out and started cumming. Semen oozed from the engorged head of his cock all over my belly.

Meanwhile a few feet away from me, Matt was lying on the sand and Lana was riding him like a mad woman. He held her tightly from the waist and she bounced up and down his shaft moaning and screaming with pleasure. Matt's hands reached up to cup her breasts and she jutted her chest out giving him full access to her mounds. Then suddenly, Matt threw her to the side and rolled over on top of her. He pounded furiously into her for a few more strokes and then pulled out his shaft from her pussy. The next instant he was spurting semen all over her breasts and stomach. He then rose up to his feet, leaving the exhausted black goddess on the sand.

When the movie "Black and White" came out, it was not as big of a hit as we had expected. Certain shots had to be removed because of over exposure and the movie that was originally supposed to be an hour and forty minutes was cut twenty minutes short. In spite of the setback, it served as the launching platform of my adult movie career. In the next two months that followed, I received many offers from L.A based producers and finally signed up with "Trendsetters." These guys were the third largest name in adult film back then. I did three films for them, the last of which was "Witch Hunt". It was this particular movie that made me the star I am today. 

The story of "Witch Hunt" was set in seventeenth century Paris where witches were being hunted and burnt by the Church. The saga revolved around this sorceress who takes a young maid as her student and teaches her the forbidden art of black magic. I was given the role of the maid, which was not the lead role but the threesome scene that it featured between the sorceress, her student and her slave was probably the most erotic threesome ever shot! 

After "Witch Hunt" every major producer in adult business was aware of my name. It was obvious that in the hands of a good producer, Blondness was a dynamite! From that point on I was no longer the side girl in the movies but was doing lead roles! Almost every film that I did after that became a super hit. "Treasure Island," "Better Days," "Dirty Love" and "Desperation" were the most popular ones. By the time I owned a house in Beverly hills and drove a Ferrari. My pictures were all over adult magazines and I was making personal appearances that were attracting thousands of fans from all over. Besides that I was being ranked among the top ten porn queens of that era. 

I remained in the top ten for the next five years and during that time, I received the Miss Orgasma Award for my performance in "Temptations." In fact "Temptations" was the most successful film of my entire movie career. Right after the release of "Temptations" a magazine by the name "Sex Pages" did a reader survey and found out that I was the most popular pornstar! 

I was in my early thirties when breast implants were introduced. These in my opinion were the WORST things to happen to the adult film industry. Before breast implants, big boobed women with slim waists were a novelty. Fans would drool over us and producers would run around us like bees around honey. After the breast implant surgery was introduced, such women became dime a dozen! Any street-whore could get a boob job and enter the porn industry. Fans back then were too dumb to differentiate between real boobs like mine and fake ones. 

Besides that the major theme of the adult movies was also changing. In the earlier days, adult films used to have well developed characters and complicated plots. They used to have stories. After the breast implant craze, adult movies were just about fucking! They did not require any acting skills whatsoever and that was another advantage for these knew fake titted street-whores. The plot did not require them to act. They would just lie down, spread their legs and get fucked and then leave with a hefty pay cheque. That is when I began to realize that tastes were changing and days of Blondness were over.

On my 34th birthday I gave myself a birthday present and announced my retirement from porn. Adult industry is a business that pays you a lot, but is never worth it. You cannot have a normal life once you become a porn star. You can't get married, can't have normal people as friends. Millions would watch your pictures and jerk off but no one wants to be seen with you in a grocery store! The only people you can have normal relations with are the ones that work in the same field. The problem with them is that they are all money loving self-centered ass holes whose friendship would be absolutely meaningless. So if you are a very successful porn star, you will have a millions in your bank account, you will drive a Ferrari and live in a mansion but you will be cut off from the world. You will be all alone and that isolation begins to affect you. 

I still remember after I retired from porn I drove over to Hill Creek and sat on the riverbank for an hour just looking at the water pass by. I felt so lonely that I started to cry. I dropped on my knees and cried like a baby. I realized that in spite of all the fame, if I was to die at that moment, no one would miss me. The millions of fans who jerk off at my images would find some one else to jerk off at. My loss from this world will be noticed by none! That was a very shattering thought because it makes you look back in your life and wonder what went wrong? As I looked back to the days I had lived, I realized that I had only two friends in my whole life. One was my father and the other was Tori. If I could find any comfort it would be in the hands of just these two. My father had passed away so I had to find Tori. At that very moment I made up my mind that I would go back and look for Tori. By finding her I would be able to find myself. 

The last time I saw her she was about to leave for Boston with Jack. I did not know where I should look for her. My instincts told me to go back to New York where we lived together in the apartment. It made no sense but something inside me told me that I had to go back there. Three days later I was on board the flight to New York.

As the cab took me through the streets, I realized that this was one city that had not changed much. There was the same graffiti on the walls and homeless were still crowded under bridges. Finally, we reached the building where I had shared an apartment with Tori over seventeen years ago. A new shopping plaza had been built just opposite to the building. The lower shops where I used to look for work were still occupied by Hispanics. As I made my way through the shops I saw that same narrow stairway that lead upstairs to our apartment. Right next to it an elevator had been built which did not exist back then. The whole place brought old memories back. It felt like I would go up the stairs and unlock my apartment and step in to the living room which me and Tori had decorated. I would just dump my bag near the door and go into my room that had this huge glass window overlooking the busy street downstairs. After spending sometime there I took another cab and went to Obsessionz, the dance club where I had started working as a waitress. 

When I got there I realized how dramatically the place had changed. There was an electric sign that read "XXX GIRLS XXX" Red lights were flashing all over it. The parking lot was the same except that it was more jam packed and the cars that were there were far more expensive. The wooden door had been replaced by a tinted glass one and the bouncers that stood in the doorway were dressed in suits. They looked more like FBI agents than club bouncers. One of them opened the door for me and I walked inside. 

The interior had changed as much as the exterior. Instead of one stage there were two, and while a voluptuous bikini clad babe held the attention of male audience on one stage, a tall dark hunk danced for women on the other. Behind the stages were two large screens where porn videos were being played and interestingly these porn videos were mine! On one screen I could see myself sprawled on the couch as a well-muscled long haired guy pounded me.