Makeup Artist
Copyright© 2025 by G Younger
Chapter 4
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Short Story for discerning readers: A Behind-the-Scenes Hollywood Tale. Step off the red carpet and into the makeshift makeup backroom with “Makeup Artist,” a razor-sharp short story set during the filming of The Secret Circle. This compact narrative lifts the veil on life behind the camera—where laughter, camaraderie, and off-duty antics reign supreme. Meet our unlikely protagonist: an average girl who becomes a makeup artist whose quick wit and steady hand keep two rising stars—David and Zak.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction First Oral Sex
Ginger was amused. As she parked and headed to the studio, she saw David walking in. He froze and pointed at a new trailer they’d installed overnight.
“Kate Upton,” David said.
He’d been very vocal about his crush starting soon. David ran to the door and knocked as though he expected her to be in there. The poor guy was devastated when no one answered.
“Cheer up, your big sex scene is today,” Ginger reminded him.
“Good point. Thanks,” David said and bounded off.
If only she had his energy.
Her mom wanted to have a meeting away from the set before the day’s filming. They strolled to the commissary, grabbed something to eat, and found a table away from everyone.
“Today is the scene between Emma and David,” Cathy said.
“You mean the sex scene?”
“Yep. Don’t be surprised if they clear most of the people off the set.”
When filming, it wasn’t unusual for either her mom or Ginger to be on set to do touch-ups between takes.
“Do you want to be the one on set? I can’t see them asking both of us to be there,” Cathy said.
’A chance to see David A. Dawson in the buff? Hell, yes,’ Ginger thought.
“I’d like that.”
“Good. Just know that what you see on set today can’t be leaked to anyone.”
“I understand,” Ginger said.
“Also, check your supplies. Over the last few days, I’ve noticed some stuff missing.”
She understood such things happened, but if too much disappeared from their department, they might be held responsible.
“I could set my phone up to record while I’m out of my space,” Ginger suggested.
“That’s a good idea. When we get back, show me how to do that,” Cathy said.
They finished their breakfast and returned to work.
Ginger brought her copy of the script and followed along. Emma played Diana, and David’s character was Adam.
Scene: Diana and Adam talk in her bedroom.
Diana: ‘So what happened?’
Adam: ‘I don’t know. It was different with her there. I could suddenly do magic I’d never even dreamed possible before.’
Diana: ‘I’m worried. I’m afraid of what will happen if we let Cassie into our circle. Too much power can be dangerous. I need you to support me on this.’
Adam: ‘Of course I will, but I think we need Cassie. Something tells me it’s important that she join our circle. It just felt right with her next to me.’
Diana: ‘I saw you.’
Adam: ‘What do you mean?’
Diana: ‘I saw how you look at her.’
Adam: ‘I don’t understand.’
Diana: ‘Don’t be dense. I could tell you’re attracted to her. I’m afraid she’ll steal you away from me.’
Adam: ‘Never.’
Action: Kiss.
Diana: ‘Adam, I’d die if you betrayed me. I won’t risk us just because she may be the missing piece to our circle.’
Adam: ‘I love you.’
Action: Adam shows Diana that he loves her.
“Cut!” Jessup, the director, called.
He wasn’t happy with how the two of them did the scene. They ended up doing it three more times before he was satisfied.
“Okay, I want to clear the set for the rest of the scene,” Jessup ordered.
Zak had snuck in, and Ginger saw him smirk as he left. Almost everyone else had left, except for Rita James (producer), Ginger (makeup), and the cinematographers.
Once the room was cleared, Jessup told David and Emma what he expected.
“I want this to look natural, but we can’t shoot thirty minutes of sex.
“Emma, I want you to get under the sheet, kiss down his chest, and then simulate oral sex. David, you fumble around and then get a condom out of the end table and hand it to Emma, who’ll act like she’s putting it on you. Emma, I want you to straddle his hips and simulate sex. David, I’ll raise my hand, and that’s your cue to roll her under you. When I raise my hand again, I want you to climax,” Jessup said.
They returned to their places, and Jessup checked for continuity. When he was happy, he told David to start with his last line.
Adam: ‘I love you.’
They gazed into each other’s eyes as they stripped down to their underwear. Then Emma pulled down the comforter, and they got under the sheet and began to kiss. David removed her bra.
“Cut!” Jessup called. “I need you to cover yourself when he does that. I want the audience to have some anticipation when they’re revealed when you straddle his waist.”
They did it again, and Emma covered herself and then kissed her way down David’s body.
“Cut!” Jessup called. “We need to see you kissing his body. Make sure the sheet slowly pulls down to just under his navel, and then you duck under and remove his boxers.”
Ginger found herself glued to what she was seeing. If the film captured what she saw, then the audience would love this part of the film. Emma and David seemed genuinely into it. Either they were terrific actors, or this was real.
They repeated the sequence where David removed Emma’s bra, and she trailed kisses down his stomach. She had him lift his hips to pull off his boxers, then peeked out from under the sheet and hit him in the face with his underwear.
“Why you little ... Ahhh,” David said and then groaned.
’Is she blowing him?’ Ginger wondered.
The face he made was the same one he’d made when she’d given him head. Ginger was about eighty percent sure that Emma had David’s dick in her mouth.
Jessup waved at David. He was flustered as he fumbled with the end table drawer and pulled out the box of condoms. Ginger had to bite her bottom lip when David discovered the box was still sealed. He ripped it open, and condoms flew everywhere. Emma fell out of character for a moment and giggled at David’s antics. He handed her a condom, and she opened the foil wrapper and put it on him.
Ginger was off to the side, so he had a clear view of what happened next. Emma pulled the sheet so that it kept her butt covered. As she sat up, the world was treated to the sight of Emma’s breasts.
What happened next was a complete no-no when filming. Emma grasped David’s dick, aka Mr. Happy, and positioned him at her entrance. Ginger gasped when Emma sank onto his cock and began to slowly ride his dick.
Jessup let it go on longer than necessary. He raised his hand, and David grasped the back of Emma’s neck and rolled her under him. As they rolled, the sheet pulled free, exposing David’s magnificent ass.
The way he flexed his butt cheeks made it look real. The thing was, Ginger could see his dick driving into Emma’s depths. She was disappointed when Jessup raised his hand again, and David and Emma both faked orgasms.
“Cut, good job,” Jessup called.
Rita smirked as she handed robes to them both. David and Emma quickly put them on, and then he grabbed her hand and pulled her off the set.
Ginger followed them and watched David drag Emma into his and Zak’s makeup room.
“Out!” David ordered.
Zak scurried out with a big smile on his face.
“It’s good to see my boy embrace Hollywood,” Zak said as he left Ginger standing in the hall.
She suddenly became worried: because of the missing supplies, she’d left her cell phone recording.
Ginger waited until she got home to check her phone. She didn’t want to get caught on set with the video.
After he kicked out Zak, David lifted Emma, put her on the makeup table, opened his robe, and spread her legs. What followed was frantic. They fucked like two people possessed. Once they both came, they burst out laughing.
“What were you thinking?” David asked.
“That has always been one of my fantasies. When I saw how you looked at my ass, I knew I had to go for it,” Emma said.
“Do you think Jessup and Rita knew we were really doing it?”
“If they didn’t, they do now,” Emma said as she put on her robe.
She stepped over to the door, quickly opened it, and the rest of the cast almost fell into the room. The other girls got an eyeful as David stood naked in the middle of the room. The women pulled Emma away and hurried off. Zak grinned at David as Rita suddenly walked in.
“Put a robe on,” she ordered.
Zak decided he’d better make himself scarce. David grabbed his robe and covered up before he turned back to Rita.
“Don’t you ever do that again,” she said sternly, but then her scowl turned into a grin. “Jessup and I watched the playback, and it looks great. We only have to do some minor edits.”
“So, I’m not fired?” David asked.
“No, you’re not fired.”
“We could do it again. I have some ideas,” David teased.
“Don’t push your luck. You need to get dressed; you’re in the next scene,” Rita said and left.
Ginger turned off the video. In the back of her mind, she knew she could make a lot of money if she took this to TMZ. For now, Ginger would hang onto it.
Zak Verwood was throwing a party. Against her better judgment, Ginger decided to go. She hadn’t been to many parties, and the ones she’d been to were mostly her and her friends hanging out at someone’s place.
Zak lived in a subdivision called Malibu Colony. The guard at the gate gave her the third degree before letting her in. If she hadn’t been on the list, she would’ve been turned away.
It was one of those subdivisions where the rich and famous lived. Zak’s home was a mansion. Ginger was glad when he met her at the door.
“Welcome, welcome. Come on in,” Zak said warmly.
He had a drink in his hand and seemed buzzed.
She walked into what looked like a large hallway with a twenty-foot vaulted ceiling and a fireplace at the end. Zak took her to the right to a massive kitchen with food on all the countertops. That led to a dining area and then out back to a large patio, where everyone seemed to be. She would later discover a path that led to a pool and tennis court where another group congregated.
Zak led her to the bar. Not knowing what to get, Zak suggested a dirty martini. Zak found someone on the production crew for her to talk with and was off to mingle with his other guests—well, more like hit on the women.
Ginger had a great time. She was on her fourth dirty martini and was feeling no pain.
Rumors were flying that David had brought some football players from USC. All six of them went to one of Zak’s guest bedrooms, and there was supposed to have been swapping going on. Another rumor was that David took a model home. Ginger had seen the girl in question and understood why David had picked her.
Zak found her as she was making her way to the front door.
“I blame your boobs,” he said as he gave one of them a squeeze.
Ginger usually would’ve been offended, but instead, she giggled.
“My boobs were innocent bystanders until you touched them.”