2 comments/ 43728 views/ 21 favorites Starlett By: primetime73 "So are you coming to my shoot today or not?" Lindsay shouted out her patio door to me as I finished taking her trash out. "Yeah, I'm coming, just needed to finish cleaning up around here." I sniped back at her, slipping past her into the living room of the guest house she rented. I was in a foul mood about the scene Lindsay was going to shoot today. I tried to hide it to avoid a fight and I knew she was on alert for any jealous grumblings from me. "Mitchell, if you are going to be grouchy or get me in trouble you should just stay home. I told you it's no big deal and I really need this job and connections I'll make." She snaked herself up next to me, "Besides, you know I'm coming home with you anyway." "I know that," I agreed. "But a sex scene for a late night movie channel...?" I groaned. "Mitch c'mon, you know I've posed nude for photographers before and I'm proud of my body. I don't care who sees me naked and if I have to do a little kissing and some touching on screen to get my union card so what. It's not like I'm having real sex or anything." She reasoned with me. "I know, I know, but it doesn't mean I have to like it, or not get a little jealous." "I told you, you don't have to come with, especially if you are going to be bothered by it." Lindsay continued countering me as she packed up her bag and prepared to head out the door. She dressed simply in a pair of tight shorts and form fitting t-shirt, knowing there was a wardrobe on the set. "These guys are professionals and shoot with so many actresses they probably won't even think twice about." Resigned to the situation I followed her out the door, listening to the clip clap of her sandals until we jumped in her VW Beetle. I knew I didn't have to go with her, in fact, I hadn't gone with on any of the other previous days of shooting this week. However, today was different, the other days she went just to watch, meet the cast and crew, and shoot a couple scenes of just dialogue, but today was her first sex scene. Lindsay and I met about eight months prior through a friend of a friend while she was still in college. We hit it off and started dating right away. She was 23 and I was 29. I think she liked that I had graduated college was mature, had a job that made me travel enough so that I wasn't always hanging around and automatically gave her space to do her own thing. Lindsay was an aspiring actress and part time model who actually majored in theater. She was smoking hot, at least in my mind, and judging by the reactions of guys in restaurants and on the street it was true. Her shoulder length hair was light brown, or dark blonde, depending on the sun or her latest hair appointment. Striking green eyes around a petite nose and high cheekbones were definitely model material. She had a great rack, real and perky, but big for a model her size at a full C and occasionally even a D cup. Her problem in getting the bigger modeling gigs was her height. At only 5'4" she didn't have the prototypical long lean model look craved by fashion layouts or runway shows. Hips flared nicely to match her curvy chest and her ass was firm and round atop her thin but muscular legs. I checked her comp card she used for shoots or auditions and she was a size 4 with measurement of 34-23-33. Typically she booked a lot of swimwear ads for local campaigns, trade shows, or occasionally lingerie. I had looked at her portfolio and there were a few risque shots of her doing implied nudes with her hands strategically placed or sheer clothing so I knew she had worked nude in front of photographers before, but all of that stuff was prior to our dating. She was excited about this opportunity because she was getting an actual speaking role in the film and it would assure her of getting into the actors guild since the film was a union job. I guess I knew she'd end up doing some nude scenes, I mean she is the hot girl archetype for teen films, horror films, and I guess late night skin flicks on Cinemax filled with gratuitious sex or topless shots. Lindsay, knew she wasn't Meryl Streep or anything and loved horror films so she dreamed of being a huge B film horror star at the very least. I knew with tits like hers that just about any casting she won, at least early on, would be because of her body and looks and the expectation would be that she show it off. She had a great desire to be in movies and her impulsive nature made her an easy target for the sleazy side of the business so we tended to argue whenever I urged caution with some of the promises made to her. We pulled into the lot of an old warehouse converted into a set and soundstage. Lindsay, having been here every day this week, led me inside, smiling cheerfully and saying hello to crew members in the hall. She didn't seem to have a care in the world as if shooting a sex scene in front her boyfriend and bunch of almost strangers wasn't cause for nerves. Lindsay had a relatively minor role in the film, playing a college girl caught up in some scandal or something at a university. My guess was the plot wasn't too strong and the hot girls and sex scenes were the reason the movie existed. I tried not to stare as two very attactive, nearly naked, bleached blondes walked past toward the dressing rooms. Both girls were topless, wearing only panties and appeared totally comfortable parading around that way and no else seemed to give a second glimpse at the undoubtedly enhanced chests they bared. Following closely behind was an older man, probably early 40's with a few gray hairs at his temple and a graying mustache. "Ahhh, Lindsay," he smiled a little too much for my taste, as he reached for her hands. "Hi Peter." She greeted him letting him lift her arms and openly admire her before hugging him. "Today's the day, huh!" He sounded excited, "When I finally get to see and touch what you've been teasing us with under those clothes all week." Unfazed, Lindsay laughed, "Yep, I'm all ready. And so are these!" She let go of his hands and squeezed each of her tits, giving them a firm bounce up and down. I felt my stomach tighten. "You must be the boyfriend." He greeted me holding out his hand. "Lucky man you are. Lindsay is a beautiful talented girl." I shook his hand, noting he tried to give me a hard squeeze. I already felt like punching him, the way he said, "the boyfriend," he was basically throwing it my face that he was about to play with my nearly naked girlfriend. I just nodded and said nothing. "Well, Lindsay, I'm sure you need to get into makeup and wardrobe so I'll be on my way. See you in a few." He kissed her forehead before moving on. "What the fuck was that all about?" I hissed. "What a douchebag." "He's nice. Peter's the star of the movie and he's been really good with me, helping with my lines and making me feel comfortable around here." Lindsay explained. "You saw those other girls. It's like that all the time here, I don't even think an actor like Peter even gets excited by nudity or scenes." "What was all that, seeing what you've been hiding all week crap then?" "Oh, he's just teasing. A couple of the girls and I were talking and I think I'm the only girl in the movie with real breasts. He overheard us and joined in the conversation, eventually all the girls and some of the crew were teasing me about being a novelty in the business. And they've been teasing me about being in two scenes already in a movie like this and still having my clothes on." "Whatever, let's just get this over with." I sighed. "Look, just hang back, look away whatever. Don't get me in trouble and I swear I'll make it up to you." She leaned up on her toes to kiss me, "I gotta go get ready but don't worry it's no big deal and it'll be over before you know it." I watched her walk down the hall and to the dressing room and make up area. Looking around the building I noticed the set for what I assumed was Lindsay's scene was an office, supposedly the dean's office or something. There were other areas of the building for sets but most were just half set up or storage areas for boxes and crates of props and materials. Carpenters, lighting guys, sound techs and actors all moved around with some sort of purpose leaving me to wander around aimlessly. The director came over and showed me where to stand for the shoot and gave me a stern lecture about keeping quiet, not causing a problem and warning that any of that would get me escorted off the property. He made some comment about hating when the boyfriend was there under his breath as he walked away, leaving me in a chair off to the side near a lighting set up and an extra camera. More people started crowding into the room and taking place hinting they were almost ready to shoot. I saw Lindsay emerge from the hall looking spectacular. I sat up in my chair, my heart dropping at how hot she looked. She wore a skin tight dark green dress that clasped about her neck leaving her shoulders bare. The dress looked like it was painted on, hugging her like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her curves looked more pronounced and her tits looked huge, pressed together and lifted somehow by the tight fabric. The fabric had ruffles or some sort of texture below her flat stomach, around her hips, to make it appear a separate piece of something but the dress only managed to reach her upper third of thigh, leaving plenty of bare skin and making her leg appear much longer than they really were. Her shoes where pale strappy stilleto heels with glitter sparkling in the set lights. Lindsay wasn't used to heels that tall or delicate and she appeared to wobble just a bit walking in them. Of course Peter was right there to lend a hand and lead her over to the desk. Her rounded ass looked perfect with the help the tight dress and heels forcing her to walk on her toes. The setup was taking longer so Lindsay walked over to me still sitting in the folding chair. God, she even smelled good, like a fresh fruit or sweet flower ready to be picked. "So how do I look?" She asked coyly. "Beautiful, absolutely stunning." I gushed. Her hair had been straightened and ironed almost flat, a slightly different look for her. The light brown tresses appeared longer, just past her shoulders and framing her face with the part down the middle. The make up artist had made her vibrant green eyes pop. "These heels are a bitch to walk in but I can really feel it keeping my ass tight and my legs flexed." She said looking down at her toes. "Places!" The director shouted. "I gotta go but I just wanted to come out and say hi and let you see how hot I looked. I don't think I've ever felt more beautiful. It's amazing how some nice clothes and great make-up can make you feel. And this hair, I didn't even recognize myself in the mirror." She laughed before strutting back to the desk, her hips swaying. The scene started but I wasn't paying attention to the dialogue or premise. My attention was totally on Lindsay as she laughed and talked, flipping her hair and moving seductively in front of Peter. I had seen her kissing another actor in a play before and it didn't bother me at all but this was different. I knew it was a lot more than just kissing to follow. When Peter finally wrapped his arms around her waist and she rested her arms on his shoulders the kissing began. He dove right in and tongued her mouth. I could see her tense up but then relax as he moved on to her neck and began running his hands down gripping her ass pulling her tight against him. Both hands gripped her ass tight, almost lifting her while his tongue and lips roved over her bare shoulders and neck. Lindsay turned toward the camera but kept her eyes closed, playing with his hair before he pushed back a bit. Some silent cue had him lifting off his shirt and her reaching behind her neck to unclasp the dress. As soon as her hands were done, Peter's slid up her hips right over her tits for a quick feel. The dress was so tight that even when the choker around her neck was released the upper part just folded down right above her breasts. Peter gripped the fabric with just his finger tips, slowly pulling it down, like he was peeling a banana, exposing more of her flesh with each agonizing second. The tops of her large areolas appeared then the rough fabric slid over her tense nipples, letting them pop out of the confining dress as it fell away under her tits around her flat stomach. Lindsay looked amazing. Her full tits exposed, heavy with solid flesh, nipples pointing straight ahead from the center of her big pink areolas. She leaned back with her palms on the desk, sliding her ass up to sit just as Peter attacked. His hands and tongue were everywhere. I watched him squeeze handfuls of each breast, lifting them and kissing the bare flesh. His tongue flicked at the hard nubs, toying with her sensitive nipples, eliciting a long slow moan from Lindsay. The cameras zoomed in close, getting a great shot of her aroused nipples, stringing saliva as Peter worked his mouth and hands over them. I didn't think the scene would ever move on as Peter licked and kneaded her chest for longer than I had ever toyed with her magnificent tits. Finally the director shouted out to move things along and Peter stepped back. He wasted no time in unbuckling his pants and stepping out of them while Lindsay shimmied out of her dress, leaving her standing in just a tiny pair of high cut panties. It wasn't hard to notice Peter's erect cock poking straight out from him since he wore no underwear. Lindsay had already told me they couldn't show a hard cock on TV for this rating but I wasn't really ready for him to just bare it in the shoot. Lindsay dropped to her knees in front of him and they positioned the camera so it would appear she was giving him head, but really his cock was just passing to the side of her face. Standing in the room it was pretty obvious she wasn't sucking his cock but on camera it looked passable. I hadn't even thought about his cock passing and potential rubbing her face during this part until now. I had to admit he was well hung, and he had to work to keep the thing hidden from the camera as Lindsay bobbed her head. Her hands remained on his thighs while he gripped his impressive length and guided it to the side. The director again stopped the scene and set them up for the next stage. Lindsay hopped back up on the desk and spread her legs while Peter kissed her again before moving down her body. He gave her tits another once over sucking and licking his way down toward her crotch. The shot focused on her tits and his head, following him down, not even showing his lower half so it didn't matter what he wore but he still went naked. I know he was letting his hard cock brush her legs. When he finally reached her panties he kissed around edges, then her thighs, before spreading her legs wider and running his tongue right up her covered slit. Lindsay nearly sat straight up, but his firm grasp of her legs kept her place. She let out a satisfied moan and relaxed again as he kissed her pubic bone and again tongued right over her covered pussy. This was definitely more than Lindsay had told me would be happening. I did not expect to have to watch my girlfriend basically getting her pussy licked right in front of me. A lot of the scene was shot just showing the back of Peter's head moving between her legs but I could see just how much contact he was really giving her on the second camera. One of his rands roved back up to squeeze a big handful of her tits again while he flicked at her sensitive inner thighs, eliciting another moan from Lindsay. The director asked her play with her tits a little too, which she wasted no time in obliging. Her left hand slid up her body, pulling her nipple, a little rougher than I expected. Peter slipped his hands back down and pulled her panties down by the thin waistband. Lindsay lifted her legs off his shoulders and let him remove her underwear by sliding it off her legs as he stood up. Her bare pussy was glistening with wetness from his teasing. The director explained to her how to keep her legs closed so the camera in front didn't pick up anything and also hiding the wet opening to her pussy. Peter positioned himself behind her and gripped her elbows as she leaned over the desk ready to pantomime getting fucked from behind. They somehow fixed his cock against his leg, keeping it to the side as he began pounding his hips against Lindsay's ass. By gripping her elbows back, it made her chest thrust out and accentuate her perfect pointed breasts for the camera as they bounced in rythym with his banging into her. She breathed heavily through her wide open mouth acting as though it was the hardest fucking she had ever received. Peter released her elbows, and reached around to cup her tits and toy with them while he kissed her neck and sucked her ear lobes. Lindsay leaned her head back, mouth open, enjoying his touch. Peter slow his hip thrusts but increased the force to make her tits jump each time his pelvis hit hers . Just before the director yelled, "Cut!", I noticed on one of the side cameras that Peter's cock had come loose and he was just rubbing it against her ass and up between her cheeks, sliding up her back while pumping towards her. A prop girl walked up to Lindsay, handing her a robe to wear as she made her way towards me. I was relieved the scene was over but torn inside by what I had witnessed. Seeing Lindsay pretend to be fucked in the most graphic way in front of me made me jealous but also left me turned on in a way I didn't expect. She looked so hot, naked, getting groped, moaning and pretending to be in sexual extasy. I was surprised when Lindsay didn't even bother with the robe but just remained naked as she strutted toward me and grabbed my hand pulling me along. "C'mon," she said. "We have to find somewhere private." I thought we were heading to the dressing rooms but they were shared space. Instead she lead me to the warehouse area just beyond the rooms and set. As soon as we were off the path through the crates she turned and kissed me, gripping the back of my head with surprising force. "I am so fucking horny right now." She declared as she reached down grasping at my crotch. "Oh, I see someone else is feeling a little aroused too!" My cock was nearly fully hard after watch her scene. "I thought you were mad, or jealous, but apparently you like seeing me get groped and toyed with by another man huh? And here I thought I'd have to give you a blow job to get you ready." Seconds later my pants were down to my ankles and she was stroking my stiff cock, kissing my neck and rubbing up against me. It wasn't difficult to guess what she wanted, foreplay apparently wasn't necessary after the work Peter had put in on her tits and pussy for the last half hour or so. I knew she was wet before I even touched her, the smell of sex permeated the air and her fingers from touching herself. She spun around, bent at the waist gripping the top of the stacked boxes we were hiding behind, presenting her pussy for me to take. Her bare pussy looked amazing below her small tight ass. I wasn't a hugely hung guy, probably average length with good thickness, but sometimes she was difficult to slide into. Today, wasn't one of those days, her pussy was tight as ever but so wet I smoothly speared in, all the way to my balls in one quick thrust. "Ohhhhh, fuck yes," Lindsay said emphatically. Without even waiting for me to fuck her she began rocking her hips back, taking charge and initiating the friction inside her. "Yes, yes, fuck that pussy. God, I've never wanted to get fucked so bad." I had never heard her talk that way but it just made me even hornier and I took her direction to heart, gripping her hips and slamming into her ass as hard and fast as I could. She reached one hand up off the boxes to cup her bouncing tits in her arm, attempting to slow their ferocious swings. My baser instincts wanted to remind her she was mine energizing my hard thrusts. I knew this wasn't going to last long for either of us so I held nothing back, finally gripping her elbows as Peter had done but instead of just rubbing my cock on her ass crack I was burying it inside her fire hot pussy. Her rapid breaths picked up pace just before stopping as if she was holding her breath until a long slow moan erupted from her belly, before her typical orgamsic giggle started. I was so close myself that I didn't even pause to try and savor it or make it last for her, I exploded inside her feeling my cock convulse three times before pulling out of her. I knew she was on the pill and had been for a long time but it was the first time I came inside her. Starlett A loud slow clap burst into my consciousness as I stood recovering behind Lindsay's bent over body, heaving in her own recovery. "Bravo. Bravo." The clapping black man said, walking closer to us from the main hallway. I had no idea how long he had been there or who he was but he obviously caught us fucking in the dark storage area. "Forgive my...uhh... intrusion. I would have said something earlier but you didn't look like you wanted to be bothered when I followed you back here." He held out a card moving across the stacked boxes from us. "I am Terrell Henderson, Peter's agent, as well as a number of the other girls in the movie. I had wanted to meet you Lindsay and talk about representing you." Lindsay reached out for his card attempting to read it in the dim light. It seemed surreal to be standing there stark naked taking a business card from a man that had just watched us fuck like rabbits moments earlier. "For what it's worth I really enjoyed the second act of your show here. You're a lucky man." He added at the end giving me a nod. "Call me next week and set up an appointment at my office to see how we can help each other. "Yeah, O.K. that sounds good," Lindsay finally responded. "I'll call you next week." ****************************** A few weeks went by and of course Lindsay had met with Terrell at his office in the interim. She told me he was very professional, had a nice office, staffed of course with beautiful women. He had promised her a role in another upcoming film, this time she would have a fairly major role. His company was producing the film for Cinemax and of course Peter would star opposite her. I was already uncomfortable with Peter and now this Terrell guy seemed to be a little to eager to cast Lindsay, a relative newbie, in a starring role so quickly. She said the meeting had really been pretty non eventful, he had a photographer take some photos for new comp cards and head shots, and took her to lunch at some fancy bistro. "So how quickly did you have to get naked for him?" I asked acidly. "C'mon Mitchell, it was just a meet and greet and then some updated photos. You know how much I complained about my old ones." Lindsay explained. "You didn't answer the question Lindsay." I pointed out. "I know you, and I know how bad you want this so you sometimes charge ahead without thinking longer term." "What's that supposed to mean?" She shot back,starting to get angry. "Some of these guys are just in it for taking advantage of young women, preying on their desires and promising the world while really not having much to offer." I knew this would lead to a fight but sometimes she was just so damned starry eyed it pissed me off. Her Mom and I had both had conversations with her about just believing anything some producer said to get her on her back. "Here!" She tossed a stack of 8 x10 comp cards at me. "These are the shots since you can't trust me." I looked a the comp card, the usual face shot dominated the page but of course there were two implied nudes that jumped out. One she wore bikini bottoms and stood placing her first two fingers over her nipples, leaving most of her breasts bare and supporting themselves. The second she wore a sheer night gown that left little to the imagination and her pink nipples showing through. "I knew he had to get you naked." I shook my head exasperated. "What kind of roles do you send in a comp card like that for? Not to get anything mainstream or on TV." I answered my own question. "I don't want to try out for any more goddamned TV commercials. These will work great for horror films, teen party movies, and yes the occasional Cinemax style adult work. And yes, I was naked for the photographer, and Terrell was in and out most of the shoot. He didn't lay a hand on me. God, you can be such a jealous ass sometimes. Just because I flaunt it doesn't mean I am some whore or stupid enough to just fall for any old casting couch trick. I know the only reason I got this far was because of my body and face, I'm proud of how I look and showing it off doesn't bother me in the least. If you can't handle that then we are done." I could see I had really pushed her too far but I was jealous and feeling pretty mad myself. I left her place and went home feeling like we were done. I was so pissed but I had a hard time letting go because she was right about one thing, she was so damn hot and I really liked her. We didn't talk for a few days and then had one tense dinner date that lead to me staying over but no sex. She told me how she went over to Peter's house to read some lines for the upcoming movie. I think she was testing me to see if I would get mad, but I kept it cool and didn't ask too many questions about it, even when she carried on about how nice his house was and his pool. "What no questions about getting naked or fucking him?" She probed as if trying to pick a fight.. "No. I don't want to know and it'll just lead to a fight." I tried to back down the conversation. "Why because you don't trust me? Or do you think I really just went over there and fucked his brains out. Like I just walked in the house and started sucking his big cock in the foyer. Or maybe he tricked me into getting into the hot tub and fucked me out on his patio. Is that what you want to hear?" "No goddammit. I don't want to hear that." I did notice however she managed to use the word, big, when she mentioned his cock. "Well O.K. then, just trust me. I really do like you Mitchell and I do want to be with you but you can't get all jealous about other actors or agents. " "I'm trying not to but it is hard, you are so hot and they get to touch you and see you naked, things I like to be special between us. " "It's just work. It doesn't mean anything to me or them, so don't worry about it. Sex isn't always about love, sometimes it is just about freedom or having fun, feeling good or just releasing some anxiety, and sometimes it is just faked like in my scenes. Besides, I think it turned you on a bit that day at the studio. Your cock was so hard and you were so ready to fuck me after that scene, so don't tell me it's all bad." I sheepishly kept quiet not wanting to admit how hot it had been seeing her with Peter and the faked exctasy on her face. We woke up late and Lindsay had to rush to get to the studio. I went along since it was a rare Saturday shoot and I didn't have to work. Of course it was sex scene day again and I was going to have to witness Peter groping and licking her again. I kept thinking about how she smelled this morning and how warm her naked body felt next to mine under her covers. She spooned against me, letting my hands rove over her thighs and up to cup her tits, lightly caressing her pointed nipples. It wasn't long before I was fully hard, slowly sliding her over so I could lick my way down from her lips, tits, stomach, and between her naked thighs. My tongue had barely slipped between her pussy lips but she was so receptive and horny judging by her hard nipples and slow grinding of her hips into my face for those few moments before she realized the time and jumped up for work. I tried pleading with her to stay in bed just for a quickie but she was already pulling up her yoga pants from the floor. By the time I got out of the bed she had her tight shirt pulled down over her braless chest and was looking past me for a hair scrunchy. The whole car ride to the studio was painful as I tried to calm my raging hormones as I looked at her hard nipples protruding from the t shirt and thought of how little fabric covered her warm body. I could still just taste her pussy on my upper lip when I mindlessly licked my lips. I tried not to think of how jealous it made me feel to know she was going to let some other guy touch her naked body, lick her skin, rub all over her while I had to just sit and watch, with her taste still on my mind and my cock straining against my jeans. The scene today was being shot in the same warehouse but this time the set was a large night club after hours. Lindsay and Peter were in the middle of the room surrounded by tables and chairs. The make up department had transformed her from the her morning look. Lindsay had a more Punk look for this picture, wearing fishnet stockings and a short black mini skirt with a silver chain around her waist. Her loose pink shirt was wide necked and off the shoulder, barely covering her mid section. Her hair was teased out in all directions and she wore heavy pink eye shadow and lots of dark eye liner. Again as soon as the director gave the word Peter was on her. He ran his hand over her tits squeezing roughly over her shirt while they kissed, wrestling tongues and grinding hips against each other. He lifted her shirt over her head exposing her sheer black bra underneath and kissing her neck. Lindsay spun around and began grinding her ass against his groin. Peter's hands moved to cup her tits from behind, rolling her nipples inside the bra. Lindsay snuck a hand back and began stroking his cock through his suit pants, obviously making him hard. Just as Peter was unhooking her bra the lights went out. The director shouted, "Everyone stay where you are. There are cords running all over the floor and I don't want anyone tripping or pulling down a lighting set or boom on their head. The insurance guys will kill us if you do." It was pitch black in the windowless warehouse. I could see a faint glow from one of the spare cameras set up near me, it must have been on battery instead of plugged in. No one was using it for the shoot and like me was just sort of set aside out of the way. The director yelled again, something about one of the production assistants checking on the breaker box or looking for a flash light. I moved over to the glowing camera and looked at the small display window. The camera was shooting straight at Lindsay and Peter in the middle of the dark room. I looked up from the screen and even after a moment of adjustment still couldn't see anything of them with my eyes through the darkness. I looked back at the view screen and noticed that camera's lens enhanced the light and I could make out the eerily gray figures of Lindsay and Peter still standing there. Peter had obviously finished removing Lindsay's bra despite the lights going out and she stood leaning back against him. I felt the familiar jealousy spring up when I noticed his hands rove up and massage her bare tits. Lindsay made no move to stop him as he continued his caressing as if the scene were still being shot. I could see her body responding as she rubbed back against him letting his hand pull her nipples and even slip between her thighs briefly, obviously giving her pussy a quick feel. Lindsay turned to face him, letting him lick and kiss her tits while she unbuckled his pants and let them drop. I stared intently at the screen torn between yelling out that I could see her and yet wanting to see where she was going with this. She didn't leave me wondering for long as after a few more kisses and Peter's toying with her tits she dropped to her knees and slid his underwear down with her. His long cock popped from beneath the passing waistband, bobbing in her face, half hard and sticking straight out. My jaw dropped as Lindsay didn't even touch him with her hands but just leaned forward and sucked his entire length into her mouth and began bobbing quickly. This wasn't some faked BJ like the other shoot but a real live dick sucking. She was deep throating nearly his entire cock while gripping the back of his ass almost pulling him deeper. Peter's hands rested on her head guiding her speed and bending slightly at the knees to let her go deeper. I couldn't resist and shouted out, "Lindsay! You O.K. over there!" I watched her take Peter's cock out of her mouth and shout back while stroking him with her hand, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just stay there like the director said!" Without waiting for an answer she had his cock in her mouth again and was pumping her fist up and down his shaft into her mouth. Peter yelled out, "Don't worry Mitch, she's doing a great job. Not scared a bit and perfectly safe." I couldn't see his face in the dim camera light but assumed he had a smirk on his face as he snaked his cock down Lindsay's throat in response. I felt myself getting hard watching her rythmic sucking of his cock, occasionally aiding her mouth by pumping with her fist. Both of Peter's hands rested on her head providing resistance for his small hip thrust into her throat. Lindsay stopped moving all together and let him slowly fuck her face, taking his entire length in agonizingly slow penetrations while on her knees in front of him. It wasn't as if Lindsay didn't like sucking cock, when she went down on me she was always good and energetic but this was a whole new level. She was just taking Peter's length like a true porn star. I saw a flashlight on the edges of the room and it only caused Lindsay to pick up the pace. Peter's head dropped back as he looked at the ceiling and Lindsay began jerking him into her mouth until Peter obviously shot a load of cum down her throat. Lindsay had never been much for swallowing but I think she had to in order to hide the evidence. She stood up, licking his chest a bit and kissing him fully on the mouth just before the lights came on. Everyone blinked a bit adjusting to the light, a few looked a little perplexed at Lindsay being topless and Peter standing in his boxers with the pants around his ankles, cock semi hard at a downward 45 degree angle. No one but me had witnessed the blow job Lindsay performed in the middle of the crowded room. The director didn't want to waste anymore time and just told them to keep going with the scene where they left off. Peter wasted no time in kissing her, completely carefree about having just blown his load down in her mouth. Again his hands were everywhere on her, at one point I saw his hand slip down her skirt, proabably inside her panties for all I knew. It was as if Lindsay couldn't get naked fast enough, she was wrestling away from him only to slide her skirt down, leaving the fishnet thigh highs on. Peter pushed her back onto a table and kissing her tits, her stomach, thighs and all the way down to her feet. With her legs straight up in the air she lifted her ass just enough for him to slip the small dark thong up onto her thighs and all the way up and off, letting hit dangle from one long stilleto. Slipping his hands to the inside of her ankles he slid down slowly forcing her legs open as Lindsay played along until she had to bend her knees, almost pulling him down into her crotch. This time there was no pretend, no licking over her underwear, no just teasing the thighs, Peter was licking her pussy in front of me and everyone. As sharp, "Ooooh, " escaped and Lindsay's hand shot out and pulled his head deeper, encouraging him as soon as his tongue parted her lips. Camera one stayed focused on Peter's head and her wanton look but there was no doubt about what was happening. Camera two panned down her body from her head, between her flattened breasts, sucked in stomach, and stubbly pubic bone giving the full view of her writhing body. Peter's nose rested on the small bump while his mouth was pressed to her lips, jaw moving, indicating his tongue was hard at work probing her, his moustache tickling her lips while his hands gripped the bend of her thighs pulling her into his face. My heart was pounding, it was as if I was there licking her instead of watching another man getting her off. My cock was hard, my mouth was dry, I was so fucking horny and couldn't believe it. I should have been mad, I should have felt jealous, instead I felt like whipping it out and jerking it right there. Lindsay moaned, not a fake moan, but a genuine, "This feels really fucking good," moan. I thought the director would have moved the scene on but he sensed the mood, and let it go, figuring it would only make the sex seem more real. Finally, Peter relented and stood up, cock fully hard banging of Lindsay's thighs as he moved in closer. For a second I thought he was just going to slide right into her wet pussy, but without a word he picked up Lindsay's small body, bent at the knees and let her bounce on his thighs as if fucking her standing up. Her tits bounced in his face as he gripped her ass lifting her and letting her fall. I could see her bare, swollen pussy from behind and knew he wasn't really fucking her but she was definitely getting a feel of his cock rubbing up her stomach and probably occasionaly against her clit as they dry humped. Eventually he went to the floor and let Lindsay take the top. From behind and the side, I watched him aggressively squeeze her bouncing tits, much harder than I had ever dared, but she didn't seem to mind. He tugged at her nipples while she planted both hands on his chest and worked her hips back and forth. I moved slightly to their head side and immediately noticed she was rubbing her wet slit and clit up and down the underside of his engorged cock. Her familiar flushed chest, hard nipples, and quick breaths gave away that she was getting close to cumming for real. This was no pretend rolling around under the covers for the camera, but was as close to really fucking as you can get. I watched her slow her movements to a crawl but could tell she was increasing the pressure with each one as if milking his cock with her pussy lips. Peter's hands fell to her ass and gripped her tight for, one, two, three, last slow hard grinds up and down him and fell back with a long sigh. Lindsay stood up over her his prone body, lifting her foot over him as if dismounting a horse. A production assistant stepped up with a robe for her as she turned towards the dressing room. Peter remained on the floor with an obvious pool of cum running off his stomach. The crew clapped, a few shouted, "Bravo!", or "That was fucking hot!". The director even pronounced, "Now that was a sex scene!" Lindsay glanced at me for a second before scampering off to the dressing room. I thought for sure she would come right over to me but instead she was gone. I waited a few moments until I felt she wasn't coming right back and headed to the dressing room. Her door wasn't locked and when I walked in she greeted me with a long wet kiss. I could faintly smell sex in as her wet pussy, sweat, and probably some of Peter's cum wafted into the air. "Are you O.K.?" She asked, holding me at arms length. I really didn't know how to respond, my gut was churning in jealousy and yet incredibly turned on having seen her react so... slutty, was the only word that came to mind. "Yeah, I guess so." I lamely responded. "I know things got a little heavy out there, probably further than I should have gone but I know that scene will look amazing. This director and company will love me now and I should have no problem getting more from them. I really wanted to impress them." "You definitely made an impression." I nervously laughed. I was still unsure of brining up her blowing Peter. I don't think she had any idea I saw that part. "I'm glad you are being mature about today. After the scene was done I thought you would storm off or cause a commotion in front of everyone. I guess I should reward you, huh?" Her left hand slipped down my shorts, gripping my still nearly hard cock. A little pre cum had leaked out, making my underwear damp against the back of her hand. "I see someone else was turned on too." I pulled my shorts down just as she dropped to her knees, still stroking with her left hand. "Maybe I should have found out sooner how horny you get when you see another man touch me?" teased Lindsay. "Every time you see another guy suck my titties or play with my pussy you have the biggest hard on." Starlett Without waiting for a response she slowly sucked me down her throat all the way to my balls and then back off again in the same slow manner. After that she sped up but only took about half my cock in as she pumped me with a fist. My thought drifted back to how she swallowed Peter and let him just pound her face and I wanted the same. My hands put pressure on her head forcing more into her throat, faster and deeper. Lindsay made no effort to stop me until I finally exploded into her throat causing her to pull back, coughing and spitting. **************************** From the kitchen window I could see Lindsay lounging on the reclined chair a few feet from the sparkling water of the pool. It had to be over 90 degrees outside and she had been laying face down motionless for 30 minutes, developing a light glisten of sweat on her skin. Her bikini was an expensive one, a gift from some designer when she modeled it in a show. The white fabric of her bottoms contrasted her browning skin. The strings of her top untied and hanging off the side of the chair. Peter emerged from the house and walked over to Lindsay, sitting on the chair opposite her from my vantage point. She propped up on her elbows a bit and said something that made him laugh before he reached across her back and grabbed the lotion on the small round table. I watched as he dripped the cream onto his hands and began working the oil into her skin on her back, down each leg and even giving a bit of a foot rub. I shouldn't have been surprised but my stomach fluttered a bit when Lindsay calmly rolled over onto her elbows, leaving her top on the chair, bare chested still talking to Peter. Her tits were faintly lighter than her stomach making her large pink areolas more pronounced. Peter dripped a few milky drops from the bottle on her chest causing a laugh from both of them and began massaging the lotion in. Both his hands worked her chest, kneading the lotion into each of her tits, running his fingers and thumbs over her nipples and down her stomach. Judging by the way he lingered over each nipple I new Lindsay was getting more than just a hand with her lotion. Lindsay remained on her elbows, looking down her body through shaded lenses as he rubbed her thighs and came back up to give her tits one last feel, pinching each erect nipple a bit as a finale. I couldn't believe she just sat there and let him touch her all over like that even though he had toyed with her plenty in front of the camera. After he was done they sat and chatted for a few more minutes as he admired her nearly naked body from close up. Lindsay remained laid out topless, sunning herself as Peter made his way into the kitchen to wash his hands. He didn't seem concerned at all that I obviously witnessed his fondling of Lindsay as he dried off commenting, "If that girl plays her cards right, she is going to have a nice career in this town." "Yeah, I guess she is making her mark." I quipped back as Peter lead the way back to the living room. "Why don't I get you a beer and we'll watch the rest of the game. Lindsay said she was getting hot and she'll probably be coming inside in the next hour or so and Terrell will be coming over soon for dinner." Peter explained. Great, I though silently, another guy to come over and oggle Lindsay who would love nothing more than flirting outrageously with someone who could help her career. I thought back to our fight this morning. She flat out told me I could either be part of her life as she tried to make in Hollywood, or I could just leave her alone and she would still work all of her connections and chances the same without me. She told me she wanted me to be there for her as a security blanket but that I wasn't there to limit her or tell her what to do with her life. Everything was to be on her terms and if she wanted to make mistakes as I put it, or live a little recklessly and care free while she was young it wasn't my choice to make for her. Her final argument had been that since God gave her a body like that she was going to use it to the fullest extent because she wasn't made to be a secretary in some boring ass office. The sad part was she was right. I ended up tagging along today simply because she was so damn hot and at least being part of her life, no matter how jealous I felt, was better than just seeing pictures of her online and fantasizing about being with her. The doorbell rang and snapped me back to the present. Peter hopped off the couch and ran to the door, coming back with Terrell and a young woman I didn't recognize. Terrell wore a skin tight collared sport shirt and shorts with sandals. I had only seen him a suit before but now in casual clothes realized he looked like he could be an actor as well or model as well. His skin was black as ebony and not an ounce of fat was apparent, his legs looked as hairless as his bald head as if he were a swimmer. Terrell shook my hand in greeting, smiling wide and telling me how nice it was to meet again. He introduced the woman as Crystal, a woman from his office. He smile and glance at Terrell as she took my extended hand seemed mischievous, as if she was privy to some inside joke. I was surprised when she pulled me closer by our hand shake, giving me a brief hug, just long enough to press her hard tits against my chest and leave her scent of vanilla and cocoa nut in the air around me. She must have felt my surprise as resistance and apologized. "I'm sorry, I'm just a hugger and I get a little too friendly sometimes." "Ah, it's quite all right," I stammered trying to remain focused on her face rather than get busted checking her out. Her hair was jet black, parted in the middle hanging flat down past her shoulders. The hair framed her oval face well, offsetting her almond shaped eyes which were a surprising shade of gray. I guessed they were fake lenses but they looked great nonetheless. Her skin was a deep brown, not black but not just a tan either. Her ethnicity would have been a pure guess on my part but some sort of Asian and African background would be my wager. Her scoop necked top revealed an ample chest, rounded firm mounds almost popped out of the top. I was quite sure her tits were fake, they seemed pretty hard pressed against me for that moment and her body was fairly petite for such a rack. Her short jean skirt had frayed white threads contrasted against the dark skin of her thighs. She wore some ridiculously high heels but they made her legs flex nicely and showed off her dark painted toes. Just as we were getting seated Lindsay came inside wearing a tank top over her bikini with a towel around her waist. Her hair was slightly damp and stringy making the tank top even more damp. "Hi all!" She waved at the group, "I just rinsed off in the shower so I won't sit down just yet." "Oh don't worry about Lindsay," Peter waived her down, "sit right here next to Crystal." As Lindsay squeezed in between Peter and Crystal I realized I was sort of the odd man out with Terrell and Crystal on one end of the couch and Lindsay and Peter on the other with me sitting opposite them on a small loveseat. No one else seemed to notice and the attention quickly moved to movie stories, projects, and scenes people had done. I gathered that Crystal was another aspiring actress from Terrell's office and that she had been there for Lindsay's photo shoot. The compared the struggles and trials of being a young actress in Hollywood and somehow the topic started bouncing around to the crazy things all four had been through in the business. Lindsay of course joked about how much of a leap it had been for her to do the scenes with Peter. I silently thought about the shot that only I saw of her sucking is cock in the darkness in the room full of strangers. Terrell brought up meeting Lindsay for the first time by coming upon her and I fucking in the storage area of the warehouse. Crystal joined in too explaining that she met Terrell on the set of a teen horror flick where she was the first victim of the killer because she had the role of being an anonymous lesbian who gets killed in the opening scene while going down on another girl. "Wow, I thought I had it rough for a first scene. I didn't even think about how weird it would be doing a sex scene with another girl." Lindsay added as Crystal finished her story. "It's not bad." Crystal answered, "it's not like I haven't kissed a girl before or experimented before. Probably better than having some strange guy rubbing his cock all over me. No offense Peter." "Oh none taken." He laughed. "I guess I never really thought about it but I've never done anything like that with a girl. It's not that I'm against it...," pondered Lindsay. "I've got nothing against lesbians or anything I've just never done anything with another girl. "Oh c'mon, " teased Crystal. "You've never kissed a girl on a dare? Or been really drunk and lonely and fooled around just to try it with a girl? Hell, I'd bet you've been hit by a lesbian or at least a friend who was in the closet who tried something with you at least once." "Nope. Never. The closest I've come was probably when I let Jenny Henderson feel my tits in high school on a dare. She was another cheerleader and had really small boobs so one night some of the guys paid us something stupid like $20 to have her feel me up in front of them. We didn't kiss or anything she just stood behind me and slipped her hands up my shirt but not even inside my bra." "Just wait until you get a scene where your face is buried in some old horny bitch's crotch." Crystal laughed. "I swear some of the older actress are jealous of the new girls and like to just jam their face in it, even if it is fake sex, they make sure and rub your nose it like a bad dog or something." Lindsay almost spit her margarita out as she laughed and covered her mouth. "I guess I'll just have to hope my representation gets me a better deal than that for my first girl girl scene. Right Terrell?" He dodged her playful punch at him across Crystal easily. "You know I'm just going to throw this out there but you two seem to have good chemistry. I could probably arrange it so the two of you work together in that vampire spoof movie I've got the script for. The story is about a hot vampire that all the guys are in love with at school but it turns out she is into girls. Do you two think you could work together on something like that? I know Cinemax has talked about making it a series. Do you think you girls could make a few girl girl scenes work?" Both girls emphatically gave a, "Yeah!" Lindsay added, "I'd love to be on a series, getting regular work." "No kidding," jumped in Crystal. "Working with the same cast and getting a regular check could be really fun." She reached over and put her hands over Lindsay's on the margarita glass. "We should probably try something first." Without waiting for an answer she leaned forward and kissed Lindsay on the lips. I could see Lindsay tense up briefly but then relax and I realized open her mouth to accept Crystal's tongue. The two kept up for a good 20 seconds before Lindsay squirmed her hand out from under Crystals and reached up to grip the back of Crystal's head kissing deeper and moving her head to the side as their tongues continued wrestling. I think it became a competition as neither wanted to pull away first or maybe they really were getting turned on. Peter reached around to take the glass from between them, freeing their hands, alowing them to embrace as they leaned back together into the sofa cushions. Crystal's leg crossed over Lindsay briefly and their kiss broke for just as moment as Crystal's tongue slipped out and her face went to the tender skin of Lindsay's neck. Crystal's right hand crept up and felt Lindsay's nearby breast, squeezing a handful of damp covered flesh. "Oh my God, Lindsay! Are these tits real?" Crystal asked breaking off their kiss but reaching up with her free hand to lift and squeeze each of Lindsay's tits. "Yeah. Everyone always seems so shocked. I mean it's not like I'm the only big boobed actress around. Look at your rack." She added reaching up and grabbing a handful of Crystal's chest. "Yeah but mine are enhanced, like most of the others." "Really? I guess I can't tell with your bra holding them in so tight." Terrell interrupted, "I don't think anyone would mind if you two gave us a preview of your chemistry together. I think I can assure you I can get the casting director to see things my way." Crystal answered first while standing up and pulling Lindsay up with her, "I don't mind putting on a little show for the guys if you don't mind Lindsay." Lindsay let herself be pulled next to Crystal who with one arm around her waist was caressing up her side and over her tits with her free hand. "I've never really done anything with a girl but I don't have a problem trying it out first. I mean pretty much everyone here has seen all I have to show and it sounds like fun if you guys don't mind watching," answered Lindsay letting her own hand drop down Crystal's back to her ass and pull her tight. She gave me a look as if to remind me to keep quiet. I was about to interrupt and remind her this was exactly the stuff I and her family tried to warn her about but knew she was determined to show off and probably experiment a little. I had never known Lindsay to be into girls at all but Crystal was certainly hot and I guess if this was going to be her first girl experience Crystal was as good a choice as any. I wasn't too keen on Peter and Terrell being part of the scene but I could live it. Crystal was already lifting Lindsay's tank top off over her head. Lindsay shook her hair out, tossing her top to the floor as Crystal slipped the biking top triangles to each side exposing Lindsay's tits and at the same time letting the suit support and slightly push them together. Crystal's long pointed tongue flicked Lindsay's nipple, tickling each one to erection, then she slowly licked with the full pressure and length of her tongue up each entire breast. Lindsay's head fell back as she squeezed her tits upward to meet Crystal's mouth. I was mesmerized by Crystal's tongue on Lindsay's tits which looked amazing and huge being caressed by the girls' small hands. Terrell moved behind Crystal and lifted her shirt off exposing her to Lindsay who seemed too engrossed in her own tits to bother with taking Crystal's clothes off. Crystal looked ready to burst from the tops of the sheer blue demi cup bra that supported her firm fake tits. As Terrell unhooked the bra and let it fall away her tits barely dropped, their brown skin topped by rather small chewy eraser like nipples. Lindsay returned the favor and repeated Crystal's licking. She teased the nipples with her extended tongue and then licked and sucked at each one. The girls looked so hot together caressing each other's hair and swaying their hips while taking turns kissing and sucking each other's tits. I noticed Paul standing behind the couch holding a handheld video camera to memorialize the event. Terrell interrupted, "That's good. Damn good girls, but why don't we have Liindsay show us her pussy licking skills." Crystal responded while Lindsay was nuzzling her neck, "Hmm, I thought you'd never ask. What about you Lindsay? You want to lick my pussy?" Lindsay didn't even break off her embrace to answer a faint but emphatic, "Yes." Crystal again took Lindsay's hand and lead her back down to the sofa across from me. Crystal dropped her skirt and reclined back while Paul reached down over the back and pulled the string still holding Lindsay's bikini top on. "You'll look better with out that confining thing on," he explained lifting it rest of the tied portion over her head and tossing it aside. She lifted and pulled at each of her unemcumbered tits letting the natural weight of them drop and then hang straight down as she bent over Crystal's spread legs. I think Lindsay was actually getting herself off a bit as she leaned forward rocking gently, licking up Crystal's thigh. Lindsay's rocking teased her pointed nipples just barely touching the rough fabric of the couch kept them protruding from big pink areolas. Crystal not wanting to wait any longer slid her panties off exposing the stubble of a dark haired triangle. Lindsay's nose nuzzled the rough and furry mound as her tongue tasted pussy for the first time. She seemed to be doing a good job judging by Crystal's response. Her hands pressed Lindsay's face in letting Crystal grind her clit against her. I was so intent on watching Lindsay that I didn't notice when Crystal's free hand went up and began stroking Peter's crotch as he leaned over the couch, to video Lindsay's tongue lashings. It was pretty obvious Peter was getting hard and Crystal managed to keep running her hand down the length of his cock against his leg. I looked for Terrell's reaction but he had moved from standing behind Lindsay to taking the camera from Peter. In a flash Peter dropped his trousers and let his springing cock jump out to Crystal's waiting hand. She began jerking him completely hard while Lindsay remained working on her pussy. Peter jumped around the side of the couch and hopped up on his knees onto the chaise portion perpendicular to the reclining pair of girls. Crystal arched her back just a bit and soon had Peter's shaft pumping into her throat. Lindsay didn't seem to mind as she began working her fingers into Crystal, trying to make her scream while Peter slowly face fucked her. He bent down occasionally to grab a handful of her jiggling tits while using his other hand to keep his hard cock angled just right for Crystal's throat. Peter finally grasped his shaft and pulled it out only to pump it furiously for a few seconds until and enormous lead of jizz shot out in the direction of her crotch. Lindsay remained down there long enough to lap the sticky cum from the wet hairs and followed the trail up Crystal's stomach, lapping the entire load. Crystal encouraged her all the way, "Yeah, baby, lick that cum off me, suck it all up." I was nearly blown away by the scene. Lindsay licking another guy's cum off a girl had never even entered my mind as something she would do. I recalled her swallowing his load after she blew him at the studio but this was another level yet. "My turn." Lindsay declared matter of factly like they were playing a board game as she and Crystal were changing places with Lindsay reclining back on the couch while Crystal positioned herself over Lindsay's now naked and shaved bald pussy. As soon as Crystal dove in Lindsay let out a long moan of pleasure. I knew she loved getting her pussy licked, I fancied myself as pretty good and she tasted wonderful so I went down on her at any chance. She had a sexy way of rocking her hips up and down letting her clit rub my extended tongue and I recognized her move shortly after Crystal got between her legs. Lindsay lay half turned toward me resting on one elbow while holding her top leg up and open for Crystal. Lindsay's big free tits rested on each other stacked in bouncy flesh goodness. The hand from Lindsay's support elbow flipped over palm up so she could pinch and roll her left nipple while Crystal finger banged her and pinched her clit. i should have seen it coming after Crystal's show but didn't expect it until it happened. Terrell suddenly kneeled down on the chaise portion where Peter had been during Crystal's turn on her back. His pants here gone and he was bouncing an incredibly thick half hard cock in his hand, attempting to tease it hard near Lindsay's face. "My turn too!" he mocked Lindsay's earlier statement as he bounced his cock off her forehead. I didn't know how she'd react to a black cock shoved in her face but to my surprise she said nothing and leaned back freeing her left hand from under her to stroke it as she looked up. Terrell didn't want to wait and started trying to guide it toward her mouth but the position was all wrong and she was having a hard time reaching it. He wasn't fully hard yet but despite his girth he lacked the length of Peter's wand. Without asking or waiting for Crystal to be done he slipped his hands under her arms and sat her up straight. Stepping up on the couch with one leg next to her he guided his thick cock toward her mouth with one hand and pressed the back of her head with the other. Lindsay didn't resist until she had about half of his cock in her mouth. Her gag reflex caused a cough and she pulled back laughing, "Holy shit, that fucker is thick!"