"CUT!" the director yelled, the words piercing the warm tropical air. Nathan hated it when a director took it upon themselves to stop a scene, especially when he was on a roll like today. It was 30 degrees outside, and he had been filming for around 2 hours. Or more like "fucking" for around two hours. Nathan froze, all 11 inches of his cock still based inside Asira's talented young pornstar pussy.
He was annoyed alright. Not every girl could take 11 inches balls deep, but when he found the right girl, he made the most of the opportunity. But this director was too much...
Nathan looked unapprovingly at the director, John Stanner. He was an up and comer in the game, and was a little green for Nathans liking. And male. Nathan usually preferred to work with female directors, not because the quality of the scene was improved, but because there was always something a little off about performing for another male.
At least the camerawomen were on form today ... and hot. He thought he might take them down to his hotel room on the beach later.
"I'm doin' great here Stanner, why do you keep cramping my style?" he asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Camera 2's down" John replied, pointing behind Nathan. Nathan turned to see a timid looking camerawoman, just inches from his balls, camera in her right hand filming the classic "penetration shot". Nathan gave her a smile and comforting wink, before retrieving his enormous cock from the sultry porn vixen beneath him, one inch at a time.
She moaned as his cock slowly extruded from her pussy, her nails digging into Nathans arms. A flood of pussy juice followed Nathans dismount, some of which struck the young budding camerawoman. She gave him a shocked expression, which slowly morphed into a smile.
"Woops, sorry," Nathan grinned back, allowing his horse cock and balls to dangle in the air, precariously close to her face. He gave Asira a pat on the head, and strolled through the soft beach sand.
They were in the beautiful Bahamas for a three day shoot. It was day one, and already Nathan wanted a new director.
The first scene of the day was Brandy Betts, the cute little anal virgin from Montana. She was young alright, barely 18 and a tight pussy to die for. She'd just started in the porn game, but already she wanted Nathan to fuck her ass. It was after all, the Holy Grail for a man blessed with Nathans endowment. Again, he had a special place for girls who could take his cock up their ass. Many had tried, few had succeeded.
He was happy to declare; Brandy succeeded.
Second scene, two hours later. Sharon Sexx in all her glory. She was a repeat performer with Nathan, she just couldn't get enough. The scene would have been a breeze, had the lighting not fallen down during one of Nathans infamous cumshots. Sharon spent 10 minutes on her knees with a horseload of Nathans finest gracing her sweet face, before the scene could resume.
Even though Sharon secretly hated the taste of cum, in Nathans case she made an exception. During the ten minutes filming was out, she took pleasure in swilling Nathans cum around her mouth, coating her teeth with it, tasting the universally accepted "King" of porn's cum.
By the time they resumed filming, she was part way through her own, self-administered orgasm. She took pride in scooping every drop of the cum adorning her face into her mouth, all the while fingering herself frantically, and staring fixedly and erotically into Nathans eyes.
Finally, there was Asira, on all fours in the warm, tropical sand; her gaping pussy open wide for the entire world to see.
Just another day in the life of the world's greatest pornstar.
It was only two thirty, and it had already been a full on day. Tomorrow Nathan was scheduled for a foursome shoot, with three of England's tightest bisexual porn babes, and he wanted to be fully rested and rejuvenated for that scene. Nathan, and his audience, had been waiting a long time for these girls to get together ... and it was guaranteed to be an explosive scene. Hence his annoyance at the constant delays today had brought.
He needed to call his manager and set this straight.
Nathan walked over to an assistant. "Thanks honey," he smiled, as she blushed and handed him his phone. He winked at her and dialled his manager...
He cleared his throat and began.
"Matt, where did you find this guy?" he said angrily into the phone.
Matt had been his manager for the past few years, and was extremely trustworthy and honest. Two values you needed in a manager in this industry, though he had a tendency to be a little meak and submissive.
"Nathan, look you gotta be patient with this guy," Matt said, "He's only made a few porn movies to date, but he's the next big thing. He's already won an AVN award for directing, and he's barely getting started. He's disorganised, and pedantic as Hell ... but you're gonna get a great result".
"Fuck this guy, this is the tenth time he's cut me ... in the middle of a great scene. You know how I am Matt, when I'm fucking a hot pussy there's no stopping me", Nathan responded.
"I know Nate, but you gotta give it time, that's all. Look, I pencilled you in for Jade, Macy and Shiva tomorrow. Just say the word and I'll cancel it. They already flew in yesterday, but I'm sure we can cancel the scene and work something out. If you need a few more days to get it right..."
"No!" Nathan shouted, "I don't need a few more days. Look, I'll get the scene done, I'm horny as hell so it'll be no problem..." He said, glancing at Asira on all fours, her perfect ass and pussy pointing straight at Nathan, dripping wet and begging for more. She was applying more oil to her body as she waited.
"But don't cancel tomorrows shoot. I'm a gentleman, I always meet my obligations," he smiled at the assistant, and hung up the phone.
Matt had put in a lot of effort arranging the Bahamas shoot, and Nathan decided to trust his better judgement. He hoped it would all work itself out in the end.
"We're OK Nathan, let's break for lunch then resume the scene," John yelled, the cameragirl giving a thumbs up.
Nathan stretched, the full day's work finally taking its toll.
Sometimes, he needed to remind himself of how wonderful his life was. After all, he was honestly complaining about fucking three of America's hottest young pornstars in one day. And tomorrow was going to be EPIC. What the fuck is wrong with me... he thought.
There was no denying it. Nathan had the best job in the world. He looked upwards into the crystal blue sky, obscured only by palm trees stirring softly in the breeze. Seagulls flew overhead, softly cawing as they flew by. Sex on the beach was certainly fun, but there were hazards. And being shat on by those gulls was one potential threat. Not to mention the prying eyes of the public. Luckily, they had managed to secure a private beach.
He stretched, flexing his muscles and grinning. Suddenly, something hit him in the face...
"Oh sorry" came a feminine voice, as Nathan removed the clothes that had been flung at him. "Didn't mean to startle you," the camerawoman approached.
"No need to apologize", Nathan responded, pulling the fresh cotton shirt over his head. She came closer, handing him his shoes.
"We're breaking for lunch" she smiled, her eyes followed down Nathans ripped, tall body, ending at his legendary, world famous penis. He let her look. It was fairly normal for the cameragirls to get interested. Nathan had noticed most cameragirls were at least curious. And he also made no excuses about boning the right ones that came along.
Under the Caribbean sun, in only a tee shirt and sporting a well lubed, Asira Banks pussy-juice coated cock, he gazed upon her startling beauty.
"I'm your biggest fan", she smiled at him, toying with her hair nervously. "I'm ... I'm Samantha"
A former pornstar herself, Samantha had her brunette hair braided and tied up by small bows. In keeping with the Bahamas theme, she wore a scull and crossbones bandana. Her slender body was tanned and sporting a barely there bikini. Nathan liked what he saw.
"Can I ... touch it?" She asked, biting on her finger and twilling a cute little brunette braid around her finger.
Nathan laughed, looking into her eyes. "What have you done to earn that?" he teased, knowing she had played a part in messing up the scene. "If anything, you owe ME."
But she wasn't taking no for an answer. Moving in closer, she ran her fingers down Nathans body, and finally down the length of his shaft.
"Wow..." she exclaimed. Even when flaccid, Nathans cock measured at eight inches. She followed it down from the base to his perfect, mushroom shaped cockhead. She bit her lip as her manicured fingernails cupped around the tip, collecting a trail of Nathans pre-cum between them. She looked into Nathans eyes, "I'm Samantha", she said in a southern accent. "Pleased to meet you ... Mr Stokes."
She slowly brought her pre-cum coated fingers to her face to inspect them. There was a trail of precum from Nathans cock to her hand. Samantha took one look at the pre-cum, one look at Nathan, giggled and licked it off her fingers.
"Mmmmm" she moaned, and kept kissing them until an order came from John.
--"Everybody! Lunch is served!"
It was mid-afternoon, and the cast and crew dined in a small thatched hut on the beach. Nathan was flanked on either side by Samantha and Asira, their hands roaming over his body, eagerly stroking his cock through his pants. Asira fed Samantha a wedge of watermelon, the two girls playfully giggling as they shared the juicy treat. Samantha ran her tongue down the length of Asiras arm, collecting the juices in her mouth and sharing them with Asira through a passionate kiss. John looked on, envious.
The second camerawoman and assistant were enjoying a few Sapphic pleasures themselves. Turned on by the day's unending displays of erotica, they began to gently play with one another. Their playful groping slowly leading to a kiss, and finally to full on making out; the young women vied obviously for Nathans attention.
"They're not shy, are they," Nathan observed, the assistant blowing a kiss his way.
"I've worked with these girls before," Asira smiled at them, "They really are the best."
Asira cuddled close to Nathan, nibbling selectively on a few slices of fruit. Keeping a figure as slender and toned as hers required great diligence in the dietary department, and she didn't want to compromise it now. Besides, she still had a cumshot to swallow at the end of the scene, which was no easy task. And with John suggesting she swallow Nathans cum from a Pina Colada glass, she wanted to leave plenty of room for the infamous "Stokes Shot."
In the industry, Nathan was well known for his super-soaker orgasms. Not only did he hold the world record for the largest dick in porn, but also for the highest amount of ejaculate. Asira remembered it being reported as 6 times the semen content of a normal male. Not to mention his fertility...
Asira smiled at the thought, rubbing her well lubricated pussy. The idea of being knocked up by the king certainly enticed her. And she was not alone. Many women wanted to bear Nathans offspring, and share in his strong genetic lineage. In over 10 years of porn, Nathan had fathered over 40 children, both through impregnating impressionable young porn sluts, as well as stud servicing.
One of those women was his manager's wife. Matt had never considered it a breach of trust, even as his manager. Nathan was, after all, the hottest and most endowed male on the planet. Matt paled in comparison as a man, and he knew it. He was proud that Nathan had fathered his two boys.
Nathan ran his fingers through Asiras hair, bringing her mouth up for a wet, tongue lashing kiss.
"You ready to finish the scene?" he asked, gazing deep into her eyes and clutching a Pina Colada glass.
"Yes Nate", she swooned. "I think it's time to taste your cum" she moaned, her fingers joining Samantha's as they rubbed his crotch.
--It was more than enough to get Nathan going again...
"ACTION!" John yelled.
"Holy FUCK!" Asira screamed, clutching her erect nipples and bracing herself against the beach towel, as all 11 inches of Nathans cock entered her from behind. Samantha was right in the action, the camera repaired and filming as Nathans balls smacked rhythmically against Asiras bald pussy.
His assault was unrelenting...
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Yes, Yes FUCK ME!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Oh YES, you're gonna make me cum!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"OH GOD YOUR COCK IS FILLING MY PUSSY SO GOOD!"
Asiras screaming was loud enough to break the microphone. Nathan cupped his hands over her breasts from behind, hugging her tiny supple body to his. His chest met the incline of her smooth back, their sweat mingling together as he fucked her with animal ferocity.
His huge balls hit her clit over and over again. Nathan could feel his cock hitting the base of her pussy, deeper than any man had gone before. Asira's orgasmic moaning came to a crescendo as the head of his cock punched through her G-Spot.
"AHHH Yeah! Fuck me! You're a fucking GOD Nathan ... FUCK ME!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
As Nathan slowed his assault, Samantha brought the camera right up to film Asiras face. The agony and extacy of being fucked to an unnatural depth was visible as she went from one emotion to the next.
"Awhhhh" she moaned as Nathan slowly retracted, his cock creating a vacuum in her pussy, causing a twinge of pain. She looked into the camera, her eyes slowly closing under the weight of the feeling.
"Hmmmmm!" she murmured, as Nathan reentered the full length, hitting the G-Spot at the back of her pussy that no other man could reach.
Samantha gave Nathan a smile, mouthing "fuck her stud."
Samantha instinctively knew when a woman was going to cum. In the years she'd spent in porn, and as a camerawoman, there was no denying the signs. Asira was sweating, her face flush with pleasure, her dishevelled hair starting to stick to her face. Samantha tenderly brushed the hair from Asira's face, and looked lovingly into her eyes.
The two women shared a moment together. Samantha had taken a liking to her. She often felt a fondness for the young porn babes she worked with. After all, she used to be one of them. She wanted Asira to look at her as she came, right in her eyes. She wanted to see the pleasure in her face, to experience it with her.
"Is he fucking you good?" she whispered, barely audible over the sounds of the coitus.
Asira nodded, took one of Samantha's fingers and began suckling on it, looking directly into her eyes as she felt the impending orgasm approaching. Nathan looked down at the two girls sharing a moment, and smiled, his thrusting increasing in severity as he pushed Asira over the edge.
"AAAHHHHH!" she screamed, her pussy spasming into her final orgasm of the day. Nathan could feel the pussy juice flooding around his cock, creating a barrier at the wall of her pussy. He pushed in further, the pressure causing the juices to squirt out of her pussy, coating his balls.
Nathan was at the end of his tether. With Asira's climaxing pussy massaging his cock in the most pleasurable ways, and her fresh juices trickling down his thighs, it was time to end this.
Samantha brought the camera up to his face. He gave her a knowing smile, as if to say you better get ready...
In one sweeping motion, Nathan retracted his cock from Asira's tight, wet hole. She crawled on all fours before propping herself up on her knees, tongue out, begging for the load. Nathan grabbed the pina colada glass from the beach towel, and slowly jerked off while watching Asira beckoning, darting her tongue across her lips, a lustful expression on her face. "Give it to me" she begged. "I want to swallow all of it."
He was only so happy to oblige. Pointing his cock into the opening, he exploded.
Nathan roared, as the orgasm two hours in the making finally came to fruition. The crew watched in awe as ribbon after ribbon of white, warm cum splattered into the glass, filling it to the brim. Asira took care to keep her face close. She didn't want to miss a single drop.
Completely spent, Nathan handed the glass to the still reeling pornslut, who promptly squeezed the last of the cum from Nathans cock before inspecting the glass. She admired her handiwork, licking the outside, the metal ball of her tongue stud making a 'ting' noise as she did, fantasising about the taste of its contents.
She gazed into it, the holy grail of porn star cum. She imagined all 900 million sperm racing around in the glass, eager to impregnate a sexy young star just like her. She flicked her tongue inside the glass, tasting the cum. The second the taste hit her brain, she spontaneously erupted into her fifth orgasm of the day. She just couldn't stop herself. Still in the afterglow of her final orgasm, she collected the sperm that was dripping down the side of the glass, and inserted it into her pussy. She promptly guzzled the remainder of the glass, opening her mouth for the cameras to see.
"All gone" she said erotically, circling her tongue inside the glass and staring into the camera.
--She massaged the remaining cum in her pussy with her pelvic muscles, forcing it up inside her. This was a moment she had been waiting for, and she was not going to let it go to waste. She blew a kiss into the camera, before passing out at Nathans feet.
It was getting close to the evening, and the sun had begun to lose its intensity.
Nathan leaned against a palm tree as he recovered from his orgasm. The cool, gentle breeze caressing his hair, he stared off into the horizon.
There was something natural about being nude on a beach, he thought. Luckily, this was a private beach, rented for the days shoot by a local millionaire. It had cost an arm and a leg, but in the end it had been worth it. There was nothing quite like fucking in nature to bring out the best in him, and the girls. And all the natural light meant that artificial lighting could be kept to a minimum, so there were always less distractions. The result was a more visceral, natural scene ... and hopefully an AVN award. Not that Nathan needed another, his Malibu homes trophy cabinet was full enough as it was.
And with girls like these, who needs trophies?
Nathans eyes followed the flapping seagulls as they flew over the bay, when he noticed a luxury yacht parked just out of view. It had tinted windows, but one particular occupant was on the deck, with what looked like a pair of binoculars. With all the erotic activities of the day, Nathan and the crew hadn't noticed it. The yacht had had an unobstructed view of the scene all along.
"Hmmm, I guess not so private after all," Nathan thought out loud.
"Who are you talking to?" came a voice from behind. Nathan could make out the characteristic southern drawl. Samantha walked over, a cool swish in her walk as she posed in front of him. "Do you always talk to yourself?" she toyed with him, a devilish grin on her face.
"No, you just caught me off guard," he smiled. "How long have you been there?"
"Not long," she giggled. "Just long enough to hear you talking to yourself..."
"Hehe, I'm just playing. That was a great scene today Mr Stokes," she smiled.
"When you made Asira cum like that, my God ... it was a beautiful sight. You two looked great together..."
"Speaking of which," Nathan interrupted, "it looks like you two had a little moment of your own..."
Samantha looked shyly, recalling the intimate moment she had shared with the young pornstar. She kicked at the sand playfully, "Well ... sometimes ... it helps to be bisexual when you're a camera girl. You know the cues. I could tell when she was going to cum. I managed to capture it perfectly. It's a gift ... I guess."
"I bet", Nathan replied, a devilish smile appearing on his face.
"It's gonna look great in the final cut."
Nathan peered out into the ocean, and pondered.
"Maybe using John Stanner wasn't such a bad idea after all..."
"Talking to yourself again?" Samantha teased, giggling. "But still, I wish a guy could make ME cum like that..."
"Maybe that can be arranged..."
Samantha smiled, following Nathans gaze out to the glowing orange sunset.
"I'm going out with a few of the girls tonight, maybe you'd like to join us?"
"Sure," Nathan replied, "is Asira coming too?"
They both looked over at Asira, passed out on the beach towel, her hand resting on her swollen pussy.
--"That's probably a no," Samantha grinned.
It wasn't Nathans first time in the Bahamas, and it wouldn't be his last. The beautiful nation had become synonymous with sex, and boasted a wonderful variety of women. The islands were renowned for their beauty, their perfect weather, and a virtually infinite amount of pussy. It was also paradise for the rich, with million dollar homes gracing the shores, Ferrari's cutting through the streets and beautiful golddigger wives strutting through Nassau, looking to pick up the latest fashions on their husbands credit cards.
Nathan had first travelled to the Bahamas at twenty years old, as a rising young pornstar. Since then, he had filmed over 30 scenes in the beautiful island nation, racking up over a hundred notches in his proverbial bedpost.
After they finished the scene, Nathan had comforted Asira with a gentle makeout session on the beach, before returning to his luxury beachfront chalet.
It was night time in Nassau, and his chalet was spectacular - with plush ornamental couches adorning the living room, a giant 3d TV and the usual luxury gold trimmings reserved for only the most expensive suites. Not to mention a bed that could accommodate five people.
Nathan showered and shaved in preparation for meeting the girls at the local Velcro Nightclub. Nasau was a notorious party city, with the stunning Atlantis Resort at the heart of it, and surrounding clubs and bars creating an atmosphere of fun and sexuality. Not being a stranger to the nightlife in Nassau, Nathan hoped it would live up to its usual reputation. It was well known that a night out in Nassau could loosen the pants of even the most conservative girl. And these girls were no conservatives. Not by a long shot...
Nathan put on his finest silk shirt and Armani jeans, struggling to button up the fly. Unfortunately for Nathan, they don't make jeans for men of his endowment.
A loud knocking interrupted his efforts, and he quickly fixed his pants in frustration.
Someone was at the door. He opened it to find a hotel employee clutching a tray of fine chocolates and a bottle of Christal Champagne. After signing for it, Nathan put the gifts down on the table and opened the small card wrapped around the champagne neck.
Congratulations on another fine shoot. Sorry for the interruptions, but it came out incredible.
See you tomorrow big guy."
Nathan smiled and folded it away.
He took a handful of chocolate and opened the giant glass sliding doors, walked out to the verandah overlooking the sea, and cracked open a cool beer.
All in all, it had been a pretty good shoot. He'd fucked three girls today, and he'd fuck three more tomorrow. But you'd barely guess it from looking at him. Nathan took it all in his stride ... it was, after all, just another day at the office for him.
Fucking was what Nathan was built to do. He'd known from an early age that his endowment was far above average. He'd known he had stamina that blew all other men right out the water. He'd known he could bring a woman to screaming extasy over and over, and bring out the sex vixen in even the most conservative girl...
His first babysitter, Christine, was one such girl.
She first noticed Nathans endowment during a game of Twister, when her hand accidentally brushed past his jeans during "right hand green." Her curiosity piqued, she spied on him in the shower later on for confirmation. Needless to say, Nathan lost his virginity to Christine that night.
They had continued their weekly fucking, until an accident with a condom left Christine pregnant, and very much in trouble. It was then that Nathan knew he had a gift, and was very happy to use it.
He met with a talent scout upon the advice of a girlfriend, and put his sporting and academic careers on hold when he turned 18 to pursue a career in porn full time. He had never looked back...
Yes, it was wonderful being the most famous pornstar in the world. Nathan took a seat in the lounger out on the deck, the warm Caribbean breeze washing over him, his mind slowly drifting off.
A vibration rocked him back to life; he realized it was his cellphone. He reached down to answer it.
"Hey Mr Stud," came a sultry feminine voice on the other end, "Matt told me about your little issues today, I hope everything went OK, big guy."
It was Matts wife, Lauren.
"Hey Lauren. Yeah, it was a little rocky at first, it was hard to get a good pace going with John Stanner's interruptions..."
Lauren sighed, "My husband is supposed to be your manager, but honestly, he couldn't manage piss into a bucket. I hope it ended well."
Nathans mind wandered back to the Pinacolada glass... "In fact ... it finished brilliantly." He smirked. "But, it's always tough working with a new director, y'know?"
"Mmmmm," Lauren replied in agreement, "so she swallowed it all huh? Greedy girl..."
"Well, she's a health freak ... and she said she needed the protein," Nathan smiled slyly.
"I can't wait for you to get back, I need a little of that protein myself," Laurens breathing was getting heavier. "How long has it been since we got together?"
"All I have to satisfy me is Matt's little dick," she sighed in disappointment. "I've been craving the big one, big daddy." Nathan could hear her touching herself over the phone. Matt was a great husband, but Lauren was a strong woman who knew what she wanted. And when it came to the bedroom, Nathan always took precedent.
"So, how are the kids?" Nathan asked.
"Well, YOUR kids are doing great," she retorted. "Looks like they're taking after their daddy already. My husband, on the other hand..." her voice trailed off, turning frustrated, "he's been giving me shit about everything all week. It's like he's ultra-stressed all the damn time."
Nathan nodded, "Well he's got a lot on his plate you know, since he's started managing Asira too. She's a real handful..."
"She's a hot little handful" Matts wife replied in a seductive tone, "I can't wait to get into her pants too..."
"Ha!" Nathan laughed, "you may just get your wish," he thought back to Asira's obvious bisexual tendencies, "and if she sucks pussy half as well as she sucks dick, you're in for a treat..."
"Oh FUCK!" Lauren yelled. Nathan could hear banging and clattering on the other end of the phone.
"You alright?" he asked.
Lauren picked up the phone again, "yeah Matts here, clumsy fucker. What?! No I'm on the phone ... It's Nathan ... No you can't! ... oh alright..."
"What is it Lauren?"
"He wants to speak with you about tomorrow."
"He won't say."
"OK fine, put him on," Nathan was hardly in the mood to talk about work. He switched the phone angrily to his other ear, and took a large gulp of his beer.
"Hey, its Matt."
"Hey Matt, what's up..."
"Just minding the kids. Or YOUR kids, as Lauren keeps insisting on pointing out. Whenever we have a fight, she holds that over me. I knew letting Lauren have your kids would come back to bite me on the ass."
Nathan laughed, "c'mon, get to the point."
"Well, I just wanted to discuss tomorrows shoot with you, maybe throw around some ideas I've been thinking about. I've already had a word with the girls and we've come up with some good stuff over the phone."
Nathan furrowed his brow in curiosity, "well, fire away Matt. That's what I pay you for."
"OK, how about this..." Matt paused for effect. "I know we were gonna go with a creampie, or maybe an anal creampie to finish. But Jade, Macy and Shiva have never done a cumswap before, and they're looking to maybe swap your cum back and forth in their mouths for a while to finish the scene. How do you feel about that?"
Nathans jaw nearly hit the ground. The thought of three of England's hottest babes devouring his cum ... and each other ... was enough to pitch a considerable sized tent in his pants. Needless to say, it didn't take much convincing.
"Hell yes..." Nathan almost yelled.
"Haha, knew you would like it," Matt replied, "So far, we're gonna start the scene with Jade and Macy making love to each other. Shiva - playing a hotel maid - comes in, and they both seduce her. It's like a Carribean fantasy, y'know? The idea is, they're British backpackers in a relationship with each other, and they basically seduce local chicks into fucking them..."
Nathan put his beer down slowly, and sat upright in the chair, "go on..."
"They start to watch lesbian porno in the hotel room, and get hot and heavy with each other. Shiva's a little timid at first, but she gets way into it. They move the action out to the pool. There, Shiva says they need a dildo to play with. Jade says she knows someone who can help."
"Very nice," a broad smile slowly took over Nathans face.
"OK so they all decide they need a cock, so they call in your services..."
"I'm down with that,"
"I'm sure you are ... OK so we already have the positions sorted, your standard foursome scenario, you fucking Jade from behind while she eats out one of the other chicks, they make out while you're fucking them etcetera."
"Yeah yeah," Nathan had been through this before...
"But to finish," Matt paused, "you're gonna cum in Shivas mouth. She passes it to Jade, who passes it to Macy and so on. They're gonna get a huge snowball going, and finally..."
Matt paused again.
"What dude, spit it out!" Nathan practically yelled into the phone.
"Ha, funny you should say that ... Macy's gonna spit it inside a coconut, and Shivas gonna drink down the lot..."
Nathans mouth was open in shock, "and they agreed to this?!" he asked in surprize.
"Agreed?!" Matt responded, "I couldn't convince them NOT to. It was THEIR idea."
"Fuckin' A" Nathan exclaimed.
"I know man, I know. Sucks to be you, huh..."
Nathan took another sip of the beer, "Matt?"
--"You're the best manager ever..."
It was 10pm, and after a few beers Nathan had passed out on a large sofa adorning the living room of his chalet. A sudden knock on the door interrupted his sleep.
Nathan begrudgingly paced towards the door, yanking it open.
"What?! What is it this time?!"
Samantha, and two other female crew members, were waiting on the other side.
"Oh sorry," Samantha smiled at Nathan, "Maybe we'll leave you alone, grumpy..." she teased.
Nathan rubbed his eyes and smiled, "of course not, you just woke me up. Gotta get my sleep before tomorrow ... its gonna be a big day, y'know?"
It suddenly dawned on him that he had agreed to party tonight. The Velcro Club, and the nights plans, had been forgotten after the chat with Matt.
"Oh shit, I forgot about the club..." he moaned, "I just spent half an hour discussing tomorrows scene with my manager. My mind must have gone blank. Sorry girls."
"That's alright," Samantha said, "I'm sure your mind is practically swimming with thoughts of pussy at the moment ... but ... do ya still wanna come out and play with us?" she swooned, biting on her finger and swaying adorably, "we'll get lonely without you..." her eyes scanned his body, " ... big guy."
Nathan took a moment to ponder, but one look at Samantha and her beautiful entourage was enough to change his mind.
"Fuck yes," he stammered, "after all, I'm still dressed for the occasion..." Nathan pointed at his creased silk shirt. "But I might need to change this, what do you think?"
--Samantha smiled, "you might not need that shirt, if I have my way," she giggled, "lets go."
Samantha, and the management team, had booked a limo for their ride over to the Velcro Club. It was warm outside, with a slight humidity hanging in the air, just enough to bring a gentle mist. The town was humming with traffic, and a few crowds had come out to make the most of the summer heat.
After leaving the hotel, Nathan sat in the backseat of the limosine, his large arms wrapped around Samantha and the two fellow crew members cuddled up to him.
"Why don't you two introduce yourselves," Nathan smiled, "you already know who I am. Sorry I didn't get your names sooner ... you KNOW how busy we've been."
They giggled, "I'm Tracy, your assistant on set. This is Fiona, she's a cameragirl." Tracy pointed to her gorgeous blonde co-worker.
"Ah yes," Nathan recalled, "hey ... weren't you two getting frisky with each other at the crew table today?"
They both giggled shyly, "we got a little carried away."
"Sometimes we get a little horny with all the action going around us..."
"I don't blame you..." Nathan responded, his eyes scanning up and down the gorgeous Asian Tracey.
They both had looks to kill, bolstered by their choice of tantalisingly sexy outfits, with Tracey dressed in a barely there, translucent red dress and 6 inch high heels. She was wearing her best misty eyes makeup, and a gold necklace which practically disappeared down her enormous E-cup tits. Everything about her appearance was screaming 'FUCK ME'.
Fiona, on the other hand, was wearing a white silk dress, clinging tightly to her perfect pear shaped fuckable ass. She was obviously no fan of bras, as her nipples were poking through the thin fabric of her outfit. She was holding Tracey's hand, running her fingers over it, feeling the softness of her skin.
"There's no need to apologize," Nathan smiled, taking Fiona's hand into his and looking into her eyes. "We all get a bit worked up sometimes ... in the heat of the moment."
Their conversation was interrupted by a crack of lightning. They all looked out the window of the limo, into the street lights of Nassau and the sky above.
"Damn, I hope that tropical cyclone avoids us" Samantha looked despondent. "I'm really looking forward to the shoot tomorrow."
"Me too", Tracey smiled, her hand leaving Nathans and roaming down to his crotch.
She toyed with the fly of his jeans for a while, before she brought her hand back to her chest and smiled. "I wanna have a bet..." she looked to Nathan and the other two girls.
They looked at each other in puzzlement.
"What's the bet?"
Tracey giggled, and replied, "I bet you can't get three girls hands on it at once."
They all laughed. Fiona smacked Tracey in the arm, "you know you're gonna lose that bet. We've seen him close up, it's big enough for FOUR girls."
"I don't know..." Tracey replied.
Samantha reached for the champagne cooler, drawing out a bottle of Moet champagne and pouring four glasses to the brim. She licked the dribbling champagne from the bottle, bottom to top, circling her nimble tongue over the opening.
--"I might need some convincing." She grabbed a glass and took a sip, leaning in to give Nathan a gentle kiss on the cheek.
The foursome entered the club just after 11pm. Nathan usually didn't care for clubs, but Velcro was different. It always drew out a better class of people – they purposely omitted the usual riff raff crowd and, with females outnumbering males by a ratio of 4:1, it gave the club a more relaxed, sexual vibe. Nathan liked those numbers, and the ambience of the place too. The lighting was low, with a soft pulsating Massive Attack track playing in the background, and sensual dancers dressed in translucent gold outfits on stage. Local girls, Nathan figured, as the shimmering Nubian natives swayed and moved to the rhythm of the beat.
The club manager showed them to their seats, a private booth with a perfect view of the stage. "Love your work, I'm a big fan," the manager smiled, shaking Nathans hand. "Anything you guys want, it's on the house." Nathan thanked him, and stood back as the girls sank themselves into the red velvet seats, before taking his seat next to Samantha.
"I visit this place every time I'm in town," Samantha said with a slight slur, the evenings champagne pleasures taking their toll. Nathan cradled her, and looked intently into her eyes. He held a kiss against her cheek.
Fiona and Tracey decided to go to the bar, already ordering their favourite drinks – cosmopolitans, before returning to the table.
"How about you, big guy?" Tracey smiled, holding up a Cosmo. "Or are you laying off for tonight ... you never know, we might need your services later..."
"I need to be in my peak condition tomorrow", he stretched out, taking in the view of all the females in the area. "Besides, I already had a few drinks earlier. And I'm not a horny drunk."
Nathan met eyes with a stunning young blonde perched at the bar, surrounded by two other men. She was making hesitant conversation with them, but was ever so subtly eyeing up Nathan from afar. Uncomfortable with the men vying for her attention, she looked down and quickly finished her martini, poking at the olive with a toothpick ... before finally jabbing it and sucking it slowly off the stick.
She looked familiar, yet Nathan couldn't figure how. He was sure they'd fucked before, but he never really knew. In his years of being the worlds most successful porn star, Nathan had slept with thousands upon thousands of the worlds most beautiful women. She could easily have been one of them.
Nathan almost hated himself for not remembering these things. Any one of these women, just one, would be the average man's dream lay, the sort of sex you recite in your mind over and over for the rest of your life. For Nathan, sex with these sorts of women was so ordinary, that he could barely remember who he fucked last week...
The mysterious blonde twilled her hair in her hand, gazing at her reflection in the mirror of the bar, before removing a tube of bright red lipstick from her Louis Vuitton bag.