Part Tags: POV porn, seduction, flirting, teasing, blowjob, cum in mouth, cum swallowing
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Two Months Later
Lilac hair falls over Y/N’s shoulder as she turns her head towards the doorway to see who her company is. As soon as she lays eyes on him, a small smirk graces her lips.
“Oh, are you the guy I’m working with today?” she asks, before turning her attention back to her own reflection opposite, continuing perfecting her makeup, before running her fingers through her long flowing hair and tussling it at the darkened roots.
“Urm, no,” he replies. “Just the camera man… hence the camera. Just wanted to let you know that you’ve got twenty minutes before you need to be on set.”
Y/N’s eyebrows raise almost in surprise, and she smirks again.
“I thought it was gonna be one of those POV scenes,” she shrugs. “You know I’ve got a lot of experience in those.”
He laughs a little awkwardly, and then clears his throat. “No, just gonna be shooting a regular scene,” he tries to explain.
“You ever done a POV before?” she asks next, turning her full body towards him, pushing her breasts out towards the camera.
“Urm, no, I just point the camera at the actors and press record,” he tells her with a nervous laugh.
“Seriously? A guy like you should be on the other side of the camera,” she purrs, standing up reaching for the camera.
“I’d rather not,” he insists, pulling back to stop her taking it.
“Not camera shy are you?” she asks, biting her bottom lip teasingly. “Are you recording?”
“Urm… sorta,” he confesses, “sorry, I can stop.”
“No no, it’s fine,” she insists. “You could’ve warned me, I’d have made sure I looked good for you,” she teases, stepping back so her whole body is in shot, and she begins playing with the skimpy little dress she’s wearing, hitching the skirt higher up her legs and tugging on the neckline to show more cleavage. “Getting some good shots?” she asks, as she begins posing, slowly bending over the chair she’d been sitting on, letting her skirt ride up almost over her ass to expose the little lace thong she’s wearing underneath.
“Yeah, you look good,” he chokes out, feeling his cock start to harden inside his jeans.
She must notice as her eyes drop to his crotch, and a wicked grin spreads over her mouth.
“Y’know, I bet it’s big,” she comments, making him scoff.
“Not really.”
“Don’t be so modest, baby. I’ve worked in this industry long enough to be able to tell when a guy has a nice cock before I’ve even seen it… can I see if I’m right?”
She bites down on her bottom lip, looking up at him through her lashes with those deep blue eyes, so rich in colour they’re almost turquoise, and then she reaches out to softly play with his belt buckle. He drops the camera lens to catch her actions, and then lifts it back to her face as she awaits his consent.
“Are we allowed to be doing this?” he asks, his breathing becoming noticeably heavier.
“Probably not, but I’ve always loved being naughty,” she chuckles. Once again, she bites down on her bottom lip, and he groans softly under his breath at the thought of those lips around his cock.
“Okay, I guess you can see it,” he agrees, flattered by her attention.
Y/N lets out an excited giggle as she drops to her knees at his feet, so he can get both her face and what she’s up to in shot. The look on her face is one of pure excitement and anticipation as she rubs her hand over the hard lump in his jeans and then proceeds to reach up for his belt and unbuckle it, moving on to unbuttoning his jeans and reaching inside to pull his hard length free.
She gasps, almost in surprise as her eyes take it in and then she bites her bottom lip and looks up at him through her lashes.
“Fuck, this cock is nicer than most of the guys I’ve worked with,” she tells him, slowly stroking it in her hand.
A moan catches in his throat at the sensation, and his heart begins to beat harder.
“You like it?” he checks.
“This cock belongs on camera, baby,” she tells him, marveling at it once again. “Do you think you could help me warm up for the scene?” she asks him, once again looking up into his eyes.
“Warm up?” he croaks, “how?”
“Well, we could start by you letting me suck your cock,” she smiles, almost innocently, which only makes his cock throb in her hand.
“I don’t know… I don’t think we’re allowed to do that,” he frets.
“Well, the truth is, I’m really horny today and you know how fake the shoots are… you’d be helping me out,” she admits, now stroking his cock with more purpose.
“If you’re sure I’d be helping,” he almost whimpers pathetically. “I guess you could suck it.”
Y/N hums, licking her lips excitedly at the approval, and then slowly opens her mouth, tapping the tip of his cock on her tongue, moaning softly under her breath before closing her lips around him and beginning to softly suck. A moan escapes his lips at the sensation, and Y/N smirks around his length and begins to take him deeper, slowly and softly at first, but each time she pulls back, she takes him deeper with more vigor, sucking harder, until the blowjob she’s giving him is exactly the kind of thing you’d see on the best quality pornsites.
“Fuck, are all pornstars this good at sucking cock?” he asks through gasps of air.
“I am,” she quips back, pulling back and leaning her face down to softly begin sucking on his balls, her hand twisting and tugging his length still thick with her spit.
“Holy fuck,” he grunts. “Is this really helping you out?” he asks, a slight smirk on his own lips.
“I can think of a couple ways you could be more helpful,” she tells him with a coy smile.
He’s only slightly disappointed to see her rising to her feet, but he follows her with the camera, watching her slide herself onto the countertop, pressing herself against the wall before beginning to slowly spread her legs, giving him a great view of her lacy panties under her dress. She slowly smooths a hand over her body, reaching between her legs as she begins softly rubbing over her panties, her eyes trained on the camera lens like a complete professional, but if he looks at the screen, it feels like she’s looking right at him.
“I’m so wet,” she moans softly, hooking her fingers into the edge of her panties and pulling them to one side to reveal her glistening pussy, as if to prove it.
He steps closer, unable to help himself, and once again, her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth as she observes his reaction to what she’s doing to herself.
“You can touch it if you want,” she encourages, moving her hand out of the way. “It’ll help open me up for the shoot.”
He hesitates for a brief moment, but he can’t help himself, reaching forward and letting his fingertips brush over her slick hole, up to her clit. She arches her back, throwing her head back and moaning loudly, reaching up to grope her own chest through her clothes. As he builds in confidence, easing one finger inside her, closely followed by a second.
When she raises her head to look at him once more, her eyes are half lidded, cloudy with arousal.
“You want to fuck me don’t you?” she asks with a knowing smirk. “Don’t lie… I can see the way you’re looking at me. Your cock is still so hard just thinking about it, isn’t it?”
“Fuck,” he gasps. “We’d get in so much trouble if I did.”
“You can feel how tight I am,” she prompts. “Don’t you think I need some help before I get on set?” She bites her lip as she waits for him to cave, but when he still hesitates she adds: “Do you know how many men would hate you for turning down the chance to fuck me?”
“Holy fuck,” he gasps out, pulling his fingers free, reaching for his own cock and lowering the camera, zooming in on her dripping pussy as he lines himself up, beginning to push his way inside her warm, tight hole. He glances the camera up to her face just in time to capture the way her mouth falls open and her eyes roll slightly.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” she gasps, “you’re so big, you’re wasted being a cameraman.”
“I think I am too,” he agrees, reaching to rub her clit with the pad of his thumb, helping her relax around him so he can thrust a little harder and faster. “You feel so good,” he tells her. “You were born for this job, huh?”
She smirks deeper, like she’s surprised by the words beginning to spill from his lips.
“With a dirty mouth like that, I think you were too, baby,” she chuckles softly, her sentence just about cutting short when she moans again as he slides in deeper than he’d managed to get until now.
He continues to rub her clit too, feeling her beginning to rhythmically clench around him, watching as her hands grip the edge of the counter harder and harder.
“Oh fuck, you definitely should be the other side of the camera, you might actually make us girls cum,” she gasps, her voice almost strained, which only motivates him to keep going.
“C’mon, sweetheart,” he encourages, “why don’t you show the camera what a real orgasm looks like?”
“Fuck… oh fuck,” she begins to chant. “Don’t stop, right there, don’t stop.”
So he doesn’t, he keeps fucking her, hard and fast, his thumb still rubbing little circles into her clit as he watches her eyes roll into the back of her head, her mouth falling slack as she begins to whine and moan up to the ceiling, and he makes sure to capture every second of her coming undone on camera.
He can’t help but moan himself as she clenches hard around him, like she doesn’t want him to ever leave. He stays buried deep as she comes down from her high, her composure wavering just a bit more than it had been earlier, and she swallows, still gasping for air as she reaches between her legs and begins to stroke whatever length isn’t inside her each time he thrusts, fucking her once again.
“You’re gonna be late to set,” he reminds her, feeling himself getting closer and closer to his own release.
“They can wait, he’s not gonna fuck me as good as you can, anyway,” she smirks. He tries to laugh, but it comes out breathy and strained. “Think you can cum in my mouth without ruining my makeup?” she asks, clearly able to tell he’s close.
“I can try,” he nods, taking a moment or two to convince himself to step back and pull out of her.
But he’s not neglected for long, as she slides off of the counter and straight onto her knees at his feet once again, eagerly swallowing his cock down, sucking her own juices straight off his skin. Her hand reaches up to delicately play with his balls, and he splutters on a moan, feeling them tighten in her grasp as he gets painfully close.
She pulls him free, working him in her hand instead, leaning her face back enough, keeping her mouth wide open and her tongue sticking out as he finally releases his climax over her skin, most of it landing on her tongue, but some stray splatters find themselves on her chin and cheeks. She’s eager to reach up and mop the mess up with her fingers, scooping it into her mouth before swallowing it all down.
“Holy fuck, baby, you’re so fucking hot,” he gasps in disbelief, and she chuckles.
“Thanks for your help, hope I get to work with you again someday,” she smirks.
“Yeah, me too, you need to get to set though,” he encourages, reaching out his hand to help her to her feet.
He stops recording and places the camera down on the very countertop he’d just fucked her on, and watches her grin at him brightly, rubbing over her mouth one last time before stepping forward to kiss him.
“Was that okay?” she checks.
“Was pretty fucking hot,” Jensen nods. “You’re becoming quite the little actress, y’know?”
Y/N seems flattered by the compliment and giggles, stepping back to remove the lilac wig and shake her own hair free. He instantly smiles to see her becoming her usual self again. She can make herself look so different, sometimes he’s pretty sure he wouldn’t recognise her in the street in her different disguises. She always looks stunning, and the viewers always have a lot of good things to say about the way she looks, but Jensen knows nothing will beat the way she looks when the camera isn’t around. The real Y/N.
“I wish we could do these scenes without your disguises,” he admits as he watches her remove her contact lenses.
Y/N glances over at him and smiles softly, getting up to reapproach him, her usual colour eyes now staring back at him like it should be.
“Well, why don’t I give you ten minutes, and we can do another take, make a porno only for the two of us?” she suggests with a smug grin.
“How could I say no to that?” he chuckles, leaning down to kiss her once more.
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