Diary of a Porn Star
All the porn stars listed below are REAL porn stars EXCEPT for the main character, Kianii. I encourage you to look them up if you don’t know of them already. Doing this is not essential to enjoy the story, but I figured it would help a great deal. Thanks for taking the time to read this. Please leave PLENTY of honest feedback and ratings. I love to see what you have to say. Thanks again…
-Kitty_Labella
Yes, I know – I’m not the next Jenna Jameson, nor do I aspire to be. My name is Kianii but in the porn world, I’m known as: Miko Ecstacy. To survive in the world of porn, you must be unique – that’s the bottom line. You may ask, what makes me so special? First of all, my father is Black and Puerto Rican while my mother is Japanese. As you can imagine, I have an extremely exotic look. I was once told that I have the face of a China doll and the body of an Ebony goddess. Sounds good, doesn’t it…?
My skin color is the mixture of honey and caramel. I have hazel, authentic ‘Asian-shaped’ eyes, a subtle nose, and pouty medium-full seductive lips. My back-length hair is neither straight nor curly – it’s naturally black with loose waves. My skin is damn-near flawless with only a few minuscule scars or marks; I take care of myself well.
When it comes to my body, I believe I could shut down over half of the porn stars out there. If there were only one word to describe my body, it would definitely be: curvy. I’m 5’2″ and weigh somewhere around 120 lbs. I may be small, but I have all the stuff that most bitches wish for or pay for. My titties are a size 36D and my waist is 25 inches around and flat as a board. My hips are wide, symmetrical, and rounded. Moving on to my ass, which happens to come from my father’s side of the family. Lexington Steele once told me that I had one of the greatest asses he’s ever seen, and we all know, he’s seen A LOT of asses. If I wrap a measuring tape around my round booty and hips, the measurement will be exactly 38.5 inches. My ass is high, rounded, supple, and flawless. There is not one single bout of cellulite, varicose vein, or dimple on my body; I work out on a regular basis to keep everything tight. My thighs are thick, soft, and inviting.
By now, if you haven’t realized – I get most of my facial features from my mother, while pretty much everything else comes from my father. Strangers often ask me what nationality am I apart of. Some assume I’m from an island, while others assume I’m from South America. My looks are just as unique as my fascination with doing porn. There’s something about fucking someone in front of a camera that drives me wild. I love being the center of attention just as much as I love fucking. I can’t remember the last time I went more than a few days without orgasm. Sometimes I wonder if I could be classified as a sex addict.
Now that you know those facts, I’m sure you would like to know how I got involved with porn — of all things. I grew up in an average middle class family with both of my parents and my two older brothers, Toussaint and Inacwa (pronounced N-AQUA). Toussaint was four years older than I, and Inacwa was five and a half years older. I made fair grades throughout school and aspired to be a nurse (at least that’s what I told my parents.) Unbeknownst my parents, I was introduced to porn at a young age (somewhere around twelve or thirteen.)
I was a very nosey child, and one day while everyone was out, I decided to rummage through Toussaint and Inacwa’s room. They always seemed to have interesting things ranging from Black Tail magazines to handcuffs (at the time, I had no idea what they were used for). While looking under Inacwa’s mattress, I came upon ten or twelve unmarked dvd disks. I didn’t think much about it at the time but curiosity told me to see what was on them. When I inserted the first disk, I almost went into a state of total shock. At the age of twelve, I knew what sex was and I hade seen naked women before, but I had never seen more than sex scenes in an r-rated movie.
The first scene went straight to the point. A big black dick swung in the face of a pretty Puerto Rican girl. The camera zoomed in as she grabbed it and spread her thick saliva everywhere. As she opened her mouth and let it in, my heart skipped a beat. The big charcoal dick disappeared in her mouth with ease. Her mouth conformed around it tightly and she looked lovingly up at the man while she bobbed her head up and down. My heart thudded hard in my chest and felt like it would leap out at any moment.
After the attractive woman finished gobbling his dick, she sat down on a worn leather couch and spread her legs. The camera zoomed in on the beautiful folds of flesh between her legs. Her pussy was bare except for a small strip of pubic hair on the top; I thought it was very pretty. She giggled while the man moved his body between her legs and held his rigid dick. Just as he was putting it against her pussy lips, I heard a car door slam in the driveway.
Within seconds, I quickly jumped up and pressed eject on the dvd player. The two seconds it took for the little disk door to open, felt like ten minutes. I grabbed the dvd and lifted Inacwa’s mattress. Sloppily, I flung the disks under the mattress and dropped it. I quickly smoothed down the sheets while my brothers were coming through the door. I heard it slam just as I was slipping out of their room. I went into my bedroom and tried to gain composure.
From that day on, every time I had a chance, I would watch the dvds and neatly place them back under the mattress. Within a year, I had watched every single scene on all twelve dvds. Most of them were black on black porn and some were Puerto-Ricans. There was even one black lesbian porn and one group sex flick. I often caught myself fondling my developing breasts or squirming around, unknowingly putting pressure on my budding clit.
A few days after watching Inacwa’s complete collection, I decided to find out if Toussaint had a stash. After three attempts, looking high and low, I found them. Hidden in the pages of a hip hop magazine, underneath a stack of clothes, beneath his bed, were dvds. The more I watched porn, the more I admired the actors. Everything from their creative names to their ability to have sex on screen amazed me.
By the time I was fourteen, I had watched both of their dvd collections. My body had matured a whole lot, and I developed an abnormally high sex drive. Regardless of being a virgin, I was horny on a regular basis. I developed a habit of rubbing my nipples and areola through my clothes at random times. My body yearned for sex. I tried masturbation but I quickly became impatient and gave it up. I wanted the real thing. I hungered to have a dick inside of me, churning away and opening me up. I refused to break my own hymen so I patiently waited until I could find a good partner that I felt was worthy of taking my virginity.
Right after I turned fifteen, it happened. One Saturday morning, my neighbor from down the street, John, came over to visit me. We had been flirting for a while and went out together a few times. John and I weren’t really in a relationship, but we cared for each other. My mother and father had already left for work and my brothers were visiting my grandparents in New Jersey.
Early that morning, I called him up and invited him to spend the day with me. I intentionally dropped subtle hints about what I wanted throughout the conversation. I stared out of the living room window and waited for him to arrive. When I met him at the door, he gave me a quick peck on the lips and palmed my round ass.
Once we got inside, we made a bee-line to my bedroom. John flopped onto my queen-sized sleigh bed. He kicked off his shoes and motioned for me to join him. I giggled and got in bed with him. He sat up with his back against the headboard; I maneuvered myself onto his lap. We stared each other in the eyes for a few seconds.
John looked very good that day. He had on a red t-shirt with a pair of expensive designer jeans. The red shirt complimented his pale caramel-colored skin; His mother is black and his father is white. In each ear was small cubic zirconium studs. On his feet were the stylish sneakers that matched his shirt. John was a football player – he had a large buff body that I adored. His best trait, in my opinion, was his large hazel eyes. They were mesmerizing and unforgettable.
I leaned closer to his juicy lips and ran my tongue across them. He opened his mouth and pressed his against mine. I wrapped both of my arms around his neck while he had his around my small waist. John was very gentle and took his time kissing me. He briefly sucked my bottom lip before slithering his strong tongue across mine.
The temperature in the room seemed to increase. Our kiss was becoming more hot and heavy. I could feel the familiar slight tingling sensation brewing between my legs. John’s dick was hard as a rock underneath my ass. Our heads twisted from side to side while we tasted each other’s tongues. I yearned to lose my virginity. I slightly pulled away from John for a second.
“What’s wrong?” he protested.
“John, can we do it?” I smiled.
“It?”
“The big ‘it’?” he asked.
“Yes.” I shook my head.
“I don’t have any condoms.” His expression went from overjoyed to disappointed.
“It doesn’t matter. Just pull it out before you bust.” I said.
Without another word, we started to kiss again. I pushed my supple chest against his. My still growing c cups mashed against him and my hard nipples ached to be free from the confines of my bra. I kept my arms wrapped around John’s neck while we kissed. His dick pulsed underneath my ass; I knew he wanted it just as bad as I did.
John went from kissing my lips to my neck. He gently brushed his soft lips against the tender flesh of my neck. Intense bursts of pleasure traveled down my spine. My head tilted back and my chest heaved hard while he suckled my sensitive earlobes. After he did that for a few moments, he brushed back my hair and teased the most sensitive spot on my neck behind my ears. I groaned low and begged him not to stop.
He took his time and teased each one of my ears and all of my neck. My pussy was hot and very wet. The wetness-soaked panties I had on stuck to my pussy lips. After John finished with my neck, he lifted my shirt above my head to expose my upper body. Underneath the shirt was a pink low-cut bra. John smiled and threw the shirt across the room. I cooed while he ran his fingertips across my exposed cleavage.
John stared at my cleavage for a few seconds before he reached behind me and massaged my lower back. He started right above the crack of my ass and worked his way up to the clasp of my bra. Without much difficulty, he got my bra undone. I was impressed. I pulled the straps down my arms and let it fall off by itself.
John licked his lips and palmed my coconut-sized titties. He squeezed them for a few seconds to check their softness. Judging by the look on his face, he was very satisfied with their firmness. John’s fingers sank into my supple flesh causing his eyes to flutter for a few seconds. After he regained composure, he gently massaged them in his hands. My nipples begged for attention. I swear they were as hard as his dick was underneath my ass.
Right before I was about to ask him to suck my hard nipples, he did. It was almost like he read my mind. John started out with short licks like he was imitating a cat drinking milk. While he licked my left nipple, he rolled the right one between his large fingers. I stared down at him while he took my nipple into his mouth. The warmth of his mouth was incredible. I felt like my nipples were directly connected to my throbbing clit.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He suckled and suckled for more than five minutes on one nipple. It felt incredible. After he felt like he had enough of the left one, he switched to the right one. I felt like I wouldn’t be able to wait much longer for him to get inside of me.
While he sucked my nipple, I wound my hips into circles onto his lap. His dick felt like a metal rod growing underneath me. John groaned low while I ground my hips into him. I felt like I was going to explode from the new sensations John was creating. He went from sucking my nipple to gently biting and chewing it. I shrieked and sucked in air.
As soon as John released my nipple from his mouth, I jumped from his lap and told him to strip. I needed his dick then. I had only felt it, not seen it so I didn’t really know how much dick he had. He feverishly pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his perfectly carved muscles. I stood directly in front of him and watched. While he undid his pants, I pushed down my shorts and panties in one quick motion. I was not the least bit nervous or scared to show my curvaceous young body.
John got out of bed and asked me to help him take his pants off. I surprised him when I got onto my knees in front of him and unzipped them. After they were undone, I pushed them down his thighs and past his knees. He stood in front of me with nothing but boxer shorts on – his pants puddled at his ankles.
He took a few steps back until he was able to sit on the edge of the bed. I scooted in front of him on my knees and told him to relax. John had no idea of what I was about to do next. Even though I had never sucked a dick in my life, I figured I should do it. His dick pressed against his boxers begging to be freed. I pulled his pants all the way off of his ankles and slid them across the room.
John leaned down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I opened his thighs and got in between them on my knees. His crotch was only inches from my head. The strong sweet aroma of his dick wafted from the hole in his boxers. I rested one of my elbows on his thighs while I put one of my hands inside of the hole of his boxers. John inhaled deep as I fished out his dick. His kinky pubic hairs tickled my fingers while I maneuvered it out.
“You sure you wanna do this, Kianii?” John asked.
I knew if I said, ‘no’, he would have a heart attack. I shook my head, yes. He sighed in relief and ran his fingers through my hair. His dick was about seven inches long and very thick. I couldn’t even wrap my fist all the way around it. I bit my bottom lip before moving my lips closer to it. His dick pulsed in my fist like a miniature heartbeat
I could feel a small amount of my wetness trickling down my inner thigh while I held his dick in my hand. John leaned back slightly and held up his upper body with his muscular arms. Beads of sweat traveled down the side of his head. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth. I spit on his warm dick and spread it over the shaft with my hand, just like most women did in their scenes. They always made sure it is well lubricated. The warmth of his dick was incredible.
Stroking his dick with my fist by itself made his mouth drop open. I felt like I really knew what I was doing, regardless of my inexperience. John flinched when I touched the head of his dick with the tip of my tongue. I pushed my tongue against the tiny hole on the top of it while I stroked it steadily with my hand. John gripped the edge of my bed with both of his hands. I opened my mouth as much as I could to try to accommodate his large head.
It filled my mouth. I sucked the head lightly at first. Soon, I sped up the pace of my fist and sucked harder. John couldn’t help himself; he put one of his hands on the back of my head and gently gripped my hair. I didn’t mind, though. I took in about two more inches of his dick. Then, I tightened my lips as much as possible and sucked his dick as hard as I could. Slurping sounds filled the air and bounced off my bedroom walls. I accidentally teethed him a few times while trying to get used to having such a large unfamiliar object in my mouth. I used one of my hands to massage his nice-sized nutts, making him groan and coo.
I stared up at John; he was in eternal bliss. His eyelids fluttered, his mouth was wide open, and his head was tilted back. I knew I must have been doing it right. I took in about half of it in my mouth. My cheeks slightly ached from being stretched so wide. This fact didn’t discourage me though. I continued to pleasure him with my mouth for a few more minutes. John surprised me when he pulled his dick out and said, “Lay on the bed.”
“I can’t take this any more.” he commanded.
I did exactly what he said. I laid onto my back and waited for what was next. John stood up in front of the bed and stared down at me for a second. Judging by the look on his face, he was extremely pleased. John held his dick in his fist and stroked it lightly while he got into bed with me. He positioned himself directly on top of me. His chest pressed hard against mine.
I opened my thighs for him to position himself in between them. Milky, sticky juices covered my delicate pussy lips and ran down the crack of my ass. John breathed hard and stared me in the eye. When I felt the large head of his dick touch me, I felt a burst of heat tear through my body. John briefly kissed me on the lips while he moved the head of his dick around my precious folds of sexual flesh. When he found the entrance to my pussy he paused for a second and drew in breath. He was just as nervous as I was. I knew it was going to be painful at first.
“Damn Kianni. Why you didn’t tell me you were a virgin?” he breathed hard.
“Does it really matter?” I inquired.
He drew in a deep breath and said, “You know this is gonna hurt like hell, right?”
I shook my head.
“Get ready.” he said.
My back arched slightly while his dick pressed against my virginal entrance. I stared up at him and smiled to myself; I WAS FINALLY DOING IT! He pushed against the resistance. His dick didn’t move one bit. My pussy refused to let him in. “Relax, Kiannii.” he said. He tried to enter me for the next two or three minutes, but no progress was made. Growing impatient, he grabbed my hips and held them tightly.
“You sure you wanna do this?”
“YES!” I yelled.
Just as I told him yes, he violently pushed his hips forward and forced his dick inside of me. A quick, sharp pain tore through my body as he broke through my precious pink hymen. Two or three inches went inside. It didn’t hurt near as much as I expected. There was a fair amount of pain, but I think all the collected wetness helped. I closed my eyes and imagined my favorite porn star on top of me.
John pushed more of his dick inside of me while firmly holding my hips. My chest heaved and my pussy ached. A sudden shock ran through me when he pushed his dick deeper inside of me. I let out a shrill cry that surprised him. This caused him to stop and ask was I okay. I told him to keep going. I needed his dick bad. John gently eased it deeper into me. The deeper he went, the better it felt. My pussy conformed perfectly around him. I wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him as close as possible. The pain was slowly subsiding but I didn’t feel much pleasure yet. I hoped it would eventually feel as good as people in porn made it out to be.
I was relieved when John’s dick was all the way inside fo me. Through the pain, I felt a slight amount of pleasure. His hairy nutts tickled my ass while he held himself fully deep inside of me. John pulled his dick an inch or so out and pushed it back in. I wrapped my ankles around the back of his thighs and encouraged him to fuck me. Joan groaned constantly and made crazy facial expressions.
He worked slowly and steadily for a few minutes until I fully adjusted to his size. I moaned slightly in his ear while he picked up his pace. The pain was minimal and the pleasure was rising. Before long, he was working his dick in and out of me in long and quick strokes. Sweat poured from his forehead. His legs shook from time to time while he fucked me. John couldn’t control himself. My pussy ached slightly but I didn’t want him to stop.
The springs in the mattress creaked while he pummeled his dick into my tight pussy. My head twisted from side to side; I was in heaven. John fucked me in missionary position for about ten more minutes. When he moved off of me, I told him that I wanted to take it from the back. I got onto my hands and knees in doggy style position in the middle of the bed.
Instead of getting behind me to fuck, he separated my large round ass cheeks and pushed his face in between my thighs. I moaned louder than I intended to when his tongue touched my clit. John held my hips tightly and pulled me back toward his face. I wondered how he could breathe with his face so deep in my pussy. His nose pressed against the opening of my pussy and his tongue swirled across my hard clit.
I continued to moan. Having my pussy ate felt wonderful; It was more pleasurable than I ever imagined it to be. John inhaled my scent deep while he lapped hungrily at my clit. My juices coated his nose and lips. I gripped my sheets the best I could while he created immense pleasure between my thighs. John began to suck my clit. It was like a repeat of what he was doing with my nipples. He suckled my clit like it was squirting honey into his hungry mouth. I gasped and moaned continuously.
My legs felt like they would give away at any moment. My first real climax felt like a wild roller coaster – multiple ups and downs mixed with wild twists and turns. I called out his name and enjoyed the new ride. He continued to suck my clit while I burst from deep within. My pussy pulsed and contracted. I wasn’t sure about what had happened. All of my muscles tensed and released. I had to push his head away; my pussy was too sensitive.
John gave me a few moments to come down from my first real orgasm. After a minute or so passed, he positioned himself behind me with one hand on my hips and one holding his dick. I braced myself for his thickness and looked back at him while he pushed the head of his dick between my puckered sore pussy lips.
He eased half of his dick into me and held it there for a few seconds. Holding both of my hips tightly, he gently slammed his hips forward – pushing all of his metal-like rod inside of me. I growled in pain and pleasure. We both made what sounded like wild-animal sounds. John continued to grip my hips while he pulled his dick out of me. He stared down at my jiggling ass; his mouth gaped opened.
I continued to look back at him while he stroked my pussy with ease. My juices covered his dick, nutts, and parts of his kinky pubes. Before I knew it, I was lightly pushing my ass back to meet his forceful strokes, just like Obsession always does. I loved the feeling of his dick when it would jump inside of me from time to time. My moans and his groans bounced off the walls.
John let go of one of my hips and reached underneath me. He used two of his fingers to massage my sensitive clit. His fingers went in circular motions on and around my tender collection of nerve endings. My back arched and I moaned his name again. “Damn baby!” I screamed.
John’s strokes were getting better and better. He slammed his dick inside of me and swiftly pulled it almost out. I was somewhat surprised when he pulled his dick out of me and bust his nutt. His eyes closed tight and he sat his dick on top of my ass. I looked back and watched his seed squirt from deep within. Long streams of his nutt went halfway up my back. I watched in awe. It was thick and milky just like the mens’ nutt was on the movies. I was amazed. John’s hands trembled.
When he had come all the way down from his climax, he laid down on his back. I got out of bed and wiped the nutt off of my back and ass with my shirt. John told me to hurry up and get back into bed with him. Once I was back in bed, I laid on top of him and rested my head on his chest.
From that moment on, I was addicted. I loved sex. Throughout high school I was known for having ‘super-pussy’ as one boy said it. Honestly, I had a host of sex partners; some were better than others. The football team knew me as a ‘freak’ and many tried their best to get into my panties. By the time I was a junior I went from highschoolers to grown men; I quickly learned that grown men could please me much better.
If my count is correct, I slept with approximately sixteen people by the time I graduated, but there was no shame in my game. Sex is like water to me – I just can’t live without it. Throughout high school I collected various piercings and tats. Matter of fact, I loved the adrenaline rush almost as much as I love sex. I finally decided I was done after I had both of my nipples horizontally pierced, my naval pierced, my tongue, and clitoral hood. My three tattoos consisted of a small butterfly on my right ass cheek, three small paw prints on my left thigh, and a Gemini sign on my right shoulder blade.
Once I graduated from highschool I moved to California to attend UCLA. My parents sent me money on a regular basis to live off of. I barely attended class. Honestly, I didn’t care. I was focused on one thing and one thing only: breaking into the world of porn.
I hired a small-time agent who landed me an interview with West Coast Productions. WCP is a big ‘ethnic’ porn production company that holds some of the best ‘ethnic’ porn stars under contract (ranging from Mandingo to Obsession). The initial offer was a one year contract worth thirty-four thousand. I had hoped for higher pay, but I didn’t realize that was very high for an amateur. An amateur who had never been in front of the camera at that!
Two days later, I was set up with a porn star named Adora who told me some general things about the business. We met every day for a week leading up to my first scene. The day before my first scene, I was told who I would be paired with. West Coast Productions must have thought I had a boat load of potential because they threw me into the big leagues. I was quite surprised that they paired me with Justin Slayer, a well-established black porn star.
I couldn’t sleep a bit the night before. Early that morning, I rode the bus to the studio I had been assigned to. I was quite surprised when so many people were there at ten in the morning. I was quickly ushered into the styling area where they did my hair and makeup. The professional stylist, Shyra, straightened my hair and then curled it into large loose curls. She applied perfect makeup to my face and helped me lotion my entire body.
From the dressing room, I went to the wardrobe area. Many people asked about me. I felt like the new girl on the block. In the wardrobe area, a man named Perelli pulled out several things for me to put on. We both agreed that I should wear a semi-transparent red halter-like bra and matching thongs. I wore the traditional large clear 6″ heels, large gold chandelier earrings, and a gold necklace around my neck. Attached to the necklace was a small diamond pendant that said in cursive letters, “West Coast’s Finest.” Once Perelli was finished, I inserted a chandelier-like gold barbell in my naval, a gold curved barbell in my clitoral hood, and matching gold barbells in my nipple piercings. I believe gold accents my skin color well.
A little after noon, I met with the producers, director, and Justin Slayer in a boardroom-like office. I had no idea that before each scene is done, there is briefing done to summarize what will take place. I sat at the end of the table with a silk black robe on; Justin sat across from me. He eyed me continuously throughout the short meeting. The director, a short stubby white man named Romulus, did most of the talking.
“Most girls don’t do so well for their first scene…don’t worry though. At West Coast, we’re like family. We’ll definitely help you out along the way.” Romulus said.
I shook my head and encouraged him to keep talking.
“It’s going to be easy. There’s no need to be nervous, trust me. We want plenty of eye contact and naturalness.”
“I’m not nervous at all!” I boasted.
“I’ve been waiting YEARS for this day.” I smiled.
“Oh really?” Justin commented, rather flirtatiously.
“Yes.”
“I’ve envied porn stars for the longest.”
Romulus said, “We, are about to leave and prepare for the scene. Justin will stay in here with you for the next hour. I like for my actors to get a ‘feel for each other’ before they go on camera. Get to know each other a little…or something.”
When Romulus and the producers left Justin and I alone, we made small talk. I moved into the chair beside him.
“Kianni, right?” he asked.
“No. From now on it’s Miko…Miko Ecstacy.”
“Oh. Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay.”
“You know, It’s not that often I will do unknowns but when I heard about you, I just couldn’t turn down the offer.”
“You are beautiful.” he smiled while looking me up and down.
“Thank you. Don’t look bad at all yourself.” I said flirtatiously.
“What nationality are you of?”
“Your parents from the Caribbean or South America or something?” he asked curiously.
“Well, my dad is mixed with Black and Puerto Rican and my mother is Japanese.”
“Damn, you got a United Nations mix of things going on. I like that though.”
“You sure you ready for this?” he quickly changed the subject.
“No doubt about it. Trust me. I’m ready. I’ve been ready for a long time.” I reassured him.
For the next hour or so, we made general conversation. A secretary came and told Justin and I that the director was ready for us. She lead us down a long hall to a set of double doors. Inside was a nicely furnished living room. A large white leather sofa sat in the middle of the room. A small chandelier hung from the ceiling, nice paintings covered the dark-colored walls, and a zebra skin rug covered the floor in front of the couch. The director sat in a small folding chair facing the couch and the camera man was adjusting the camera.
“Justin, sit over here for now. Miko is going to be on camera alone for the first few shots.” the director said while pointing to the empty chair beside him.
In the next few minutes, the stylist retouched my makeup and hair and helped me out of the robe to expose my loved scantily clad body underneath. I had the attention of everybody in the room. Before I knew it, the director was saying ACTION!
The camera followed me as I strutted across the room toward the couch. I twisted my hips and tried to act as natural as possible. I peered over my shoulder and made eye-contact with the camera while having the ‘fuck-me’ look on my face.
Justin didn’t take his eyes off of me while I took a seat on the couch and introduced myself. I smiled and sexily let my name roll off of my pierced tongue. The director made hand motions at me and gave me numerous thumbs up. I fluttered my extended eyelashes and watched while Justin Slayer made his way in front of the camera.
That was my first time actually looking at him. Justin looked ten times better in person than he looked on flicks I had seen him on. His skin was a little bit lighter than Hershey’s chocolate and he had a nice face. Of course, he wore his signature sunglasses that complimented him. He sat beside me; His shirtless torso was nice and oiled, ready for me. We flirted on camera for a minute or two. His charisma was off the charts.
Justin patted his lap and told me to move onto it. I sat sideways on his lap and made occasional eye contact with him and the camera. He lifted my chin slightly and buried his face in my neck. I cooed while he teased the sides of my neck with his strong warm tongue. Meanwhile, I rubbed the bulge forming in his jeans.
After a few seconds of deep neck kissing, he moved to my ear and nibbled the top of my ear. Just before he moved away from my ear he whispered, “You give head first.” I bit my bottom lip and pinched one of my nipples though the thin lacey material of my bra. I glanced at the camera man who panned the camera up and down my body, stopping briefly at my overly exposed cleavage. From my chest, he went down to my thighs. Justin opened them enough for the camera man to get a look at my thong-covered slit.
When Justin moved away from my neck, he ushered me to stand up. Once I was standing, he looked me up and down a few times and said to the camera, “Your man Justin Slayer is about to slay that fine bitch right there. That newbie is about to find out, this aint no joke.” he chuckled. I turned around so my backside was to the camera and bent over slight. Justin slapped my naked ass cheeks and watched them jiggle. He grinned from ear to ear and pulled me in front of him.
From there, I seductively got onto my knees in between his parted legs. The camera moved into my face as I reached into his lap and undid his jeans. I smiled into the camera and stroked his dick through the denim. Once I had them fully undone, Justin squatted up quickly and pushed them down to his knees. When he sat back down, I pushed them down to his ankles.
I glanced up at his beautiful dick. It was around eight inches and a little over average thickness. I loved the fact that he had only a small patch of pubic hair above his blood-engorged tool. I collected saliva in my mouth and leaned directly over his dick. Quickly, I spat onto his dick and stared up at him while I spread my saliva all over with my hands. The camera was positioned directly overhead and my pussy quivered at the thought of finally being on camera. For the first time, I realized that I was actually doing it – I WAS STARRING IN MY FIRST PORNO!
I was very eager to devour his dick and show the world that I was not an inexperienced first timer. Before I knew it, I had taken on the role of Miko Ecstacy. Miko is the one who is addicted to sex. Kianni was the lovely chick that her parents thought she aspired to be a nurse.
“You talk about slaying me. I’ll show you what the fuck ‘slaying’ is.” I sexily growled at Justin while taking a hold of his dick.
I firmly held it in my hand while staring up at him. I slowly began to stroke it. Justin stared down at me with a sly grin on his face. I massaged his nutts with my free hand and maintained eye-contact with the camera. Without notice, I opened my mouth wide and forced my lips around his dick and pushed it into my mouth. I tightened my jaws around the three inches in my mouth and wrapped both of my fists around his dick. I beat his shaft with two fists and sucked hard on the top part that was between my lips. I pulled my mouth off of it rapidly, making a loud sucking noise.
I repeated myself a few times before getting down to work. I pressed the ball of my tongue ring against the hole in the top of his dick while I teased the head. Justin stared down at me and placed one hand on the back of my neck. I went further down on him, and sucked hard on over half of the thick chocolate organ. While I slurped and sucked the head, I used my tongue to swirl around the pulsing shaft.
Justin was truly aroused by my incredible head and I had just begun. I tightened my grip on his shaft and sucked up and down faster. Once I had over half of him in my mouth, I began to moan loudly on his dick causing a slight vibrating sensation. I continued to stare up at him and the camera. Behind his sunglasses, his eyes fluttered and rolled while I worked my magic in his lap.
Eventually, he placed both hands on the back of my head and pushed me harder down on him. I gently massaged his nutts and relaxed my throat. In one quick motion, I made him disappear in my mouth. His dick slid right past my gag reflex with ease. Justin stared at me in amazement. I was proud of myself – I had swallowed all of him. I held him in my throat about ten seconds before pulling out a little.
“Damn girl, slow down.” Justin begged.
I ignored him and sucked as hard as I could on two-thirds of his dick. Then, I pulled it all the way out of my mouth and licked the sensitive spot on the underside of the head of his dick. Justin groan and his chest heaved; I continued to massage his smooth nutts. The camera man was having a field day. I loved having the spotlight on me.
The attention alone was enough to arouse me. Justin leaned forward slightly and slapped my ass while I continued to pleasure him with my mouth. My jaws ached a little, but I refused to slow down. A few minutes later, Justin grabbed my hand and pulled me onto my feet. The director said cut and gave me a cloth to clean away the saliva from around my mouth and on my chin. The stylist ran her fingers through my hair again, and within two minutes, the director was saying ACTION!
I laid on the couch with my legs as wide as they would go. Justin pushed my thighs apart and encouraged me to hold them up. The camera was inches from my sweet waxed pussy. I stared into the lense and groaned while Justin parted my sensitive lips. He massaged the thick fatty folds of bare flesh with his fingertips while he marveled my piercing.
Justin looked into the camera. “I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen a pussy so beautiful, she got it pierced and all that shit, damn.” he bragged.
Justin lifted my ass off the couch and proceeded to pull down my skimpy thongs. I unhooked the halter of the bra and let it fall down, exposing my beautiful honey-colored titties. My dark brown nipples stood up, begging for attention. When Justin finished pulling my thongs off, he wasted no time getting down to work.
I tried my best not to close my eyes while he pulled back the hood and exposed my throbbing clit. I moaned through parted lips while he slowly snaked his thick tongue across my clit. I wriggled my hips and twisted my hard nipples between my fingers. The camera man watched my every move. The director was eating it up.
My moans became more intense as time went by. Justin moved two of his fingers inside of my lips and got them moist with my wetness. My back arched when he quickly pushed them into my pussy. “Oooh yeah, muthafucka, that’s that shit!” I moaned loudly. My head twisted from side to side while I struggled to stay focused on the camera. I gently placed my hand on the back of his head while he ate my pussy.
Justin’s tongue was amazing. He eventually went from gentle licks to intense sucking. My clit was hard as hell, engorged with blood, and begging for relief. I moved one of my nipples up to my lips and half-sucked it myself. Justin reached up and twisted the other nipple between his fingers while he suckled my small bud of pleasure. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter. My left leg shook and I moaned loudly.
“Damn, damn, damn!” I half-screamed. Justin’s cunnilingus became more intense. It didn’t take long for me to reach a REAL orgasm. I held the back of his head tightly while he moved his fingers in and out of me and teased my clit. Unintentionally, I bucked my hips forward and pushed him deeper into my pussy. He looked into the camera out of the corner of his eye. One large intense burst of pleasure moved over my entire body, starting at my feet working up to my head. My muscles tensed and my pussy contracted around his fingers. I was in heaven.
Justin continued to eat my pussy until I had to push him away – the post-orgasm sensitivity was too much. He laughed momentarily before standing up and positioning himself between my legs. He held his hard dick in his fist while I draped my legs over his shoulder. My ankles sat directly on his broad shoulders.
“I’m ready, baby.” I half-moaned to him.
The camera panned across our intertwined bodies before zooming in as Justin’s dick pushed aside my fatty folds of sexual flesh. I moaned low and enjoyed the sensations he was creating between my thighs. With only two inches or so in, he paused so the camera man could get a good shot. A few seconds later, he pushed a few more of his numerous inches inside of me. My wetness covered his dick and my pussy held him tightly. I smiled up at him and let spontaneous moans escape my lips. The crew around us was eating it up. Once Justin was about half way inside me, he grabbed my hips and held them tightly.
Without warning, he violently slammed his hips forward making the rest of his pipe disappear inside of my unprepared pussy. I arched my back and cried out loudly. He groaned and pulled some of it out before pushing it all back in. His nutts rested against my ass. I was full of his chocolate manhood and boy, did it feel good. I glanced seductively into the lense of the camera and begged Justin to fuck me.
And that’s exactly what he did. While holding my hips tightly, he worked himself in and out of me like a pro. He started really slow and worked himself up to a moderate pace. I massaged my hard pierced clit and propped myself up so I could see his dick sliding in and out of my wet paradise. His tool sliced through my lips and plunged deep inside of me.
“Fuck yes!” I moaned.
“Damn, this pussy pretty fuckin’ good.” Justin said into the camera.
Pleasure rumbled between my thighs, my womanly scents wafted through the air, and all eyes were on me. My eyelids fluttered and I struggled to keep my eyes open. Wild expressions covered my face, I was in heaven. Justin’s dick was incredible. He pumped himself in and out in and out in and out, pushing aside my precious walls and probing deep into my pussy.
A few minutes later, he pulled his dick out of me and beckoned for me to stand up. Once I was on my feet, he sat down on the couch and said, “I wanna see how well you can ride this mu’ffucka!” I turned around to face him; my ass was to the camera. I smiled and mounted him. My tits meshed against his muscular chest and my hard nipples pressed into his skin while he kissed me briefly.
I gripped his dick underneath me and moved my pussy lips on top of the engorged head. Justin gently held my hips while I moved myself down. He helped me by pushing down on my hips to guide me. I groaned and massaged his nutts while I lowered myself. Justin breathed heavily and his hart beat rapidly. Once our thighs were fully touching and I held all of him inside of me, I paused to adjust to his size. A few seconds later, I put my hands on his shoulders for leverage and began to move myself up.
Justin looked like he was in ecstacy. The camera zoomed in on my ass as it jiggled while I slowly rode him. The camera man followed my every movement and caught Justin’s various facial expressions. Eventually I was riding him at a moderate pace – creating a nice rhythm.
“Oooh yes!” I moaned while pushing myself up.
On every upstroke I would tighten my pussy around the remaining inches before plunging back down. Our thighs slapped together while I rode him hard. I would reach back from time to time and roll his nutts between my fingers.
“Damn, you sure this your first flick?!” he half-whispered.
I shook my head while rolling my hips and moving upward. I twisted my hips in circles with all of him inside of me.
“You like this shit don’t you?” I turned my head back to the camera.
Aggressively, I worked his dick like the pro that I was. Slap. Slap. Slap. Our thighs sounded off – I rode him with all I had. He cooed into my ear. I knew I was driving him wild.
“Slow down, girl!” he groaned.
I knew I was pushing him to an early nutt. I moved my lips to his left ear and nibbled the top part while I slowed my roll. My hot breath mixed with the teasing of my tongue on his ear was almost too much for him.
“Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on.” he told me.
I did just as he said and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. Justin put his arms around my waist and held tightly, almost like he was giving me a bear hug. Quickly, he jumped to his feet and encouraged me to wrap my legs around him. Meanwhile, his dick was buried deep inside of me. Justin was strong as hell. While holding me up in the air, he moved his dick in and out of me. I held on tightly and moaned repeatedly.
While gripping my ass tightly, he moved his hips back and forth – fucking me hard. I teased his neck with my tongue and tried to push myself over the climactic edge.
“Damn!” I screamed.
“Fuck!”
“I love this dick!”
When Justin grew tired he bent down so I could stand up on my own. My juices covered his dick, my inner thighs, and my pussy. I got into doggy style position on the couch while Justin took a thirty-second break. His body glistened with sweat.
“What you think about Justin so far?” the camera-man asked me.
“All I can say is that he’s dynamic.” I smiled into the camera.
He laughed and moved the camera so he could get a good shot of my naked wet pussy. Justin came up behind me and got into position while holding his lovely piece of male anatomy.
“You ready for the dick again?” he asked me, still somewhat out of breath.
“More than you’ll ever know.” I half-moaned.
He pushed his dick against my pussy lips and without warning, pushed it deep inside of me. Over half of it plunged into my wetness, causing me to let out a long wail. I arched my back slightly and enjoyed his slow strokes. I sucked in air when Justin slapped my ass cheeks simultaneously until they turned red. If I didn’t know any better, he was enjoying the hell out of my pussy.
In and out.
In and out.
Fast strokes.
Wild strokes.
His dick pushed past my extremely sensitive g-spot and explored deep. I rubbed my hard clit gently with my index finger to push myself over the edge. I closed my eyes momentarily and called out his name. My muscles tightened and released, my pussy contracted and quivered, climactic pleasure took over my entire body. Justin pulled hard on my hair brining me back to reality.
The camera panned across Justin’s glowing body. I was determined to make him bust his nutt earlier than he intended too. I rubbed my clit and enjoyed his long quick strokes. Then, I began to push back at him to meet his strokes. Justin’s hands shook slightly while he rested them on my back. Ultimate satisfaction filled my body when his head tilted back and he cried out.
He was under my spell. Somehow, he forgot to pull his dick out so he could bust in my mouth. Instead, I was treated to my first creampie. Justin pulled his dick out just in time for his climax to be caught on camera. His seed squirted against my pussy lips leaving a white stickiness for me to enjoy. Justin’s dick pulsed in his hand while multiple bursts of pleasure took over his tired body. I smiled back at him while the camera man caught every bit of it. Justin moved from behind me and beckoned for me to get onto my knees in front of him.
I quickly got onto my knees in front of him and sucked his dick dry. I savored our mixture of sexual product. Within his minutes, his dick was totally limp. He moved out of the camera’s view and sat in a chair beside the director while an assistant handed him a towel to clean himself. I waved goodbye at the camera before the director said, “It’s a WRAP!”
Another assistant handed me a plush red robe and informed me about where I could clean myself up. The director told me to be in the meeting room in another hour for a short briefing. I found the bathroom that the assistant was talking about and freshened up with some baby wipes. Before leaving out of the bathroom, I spritzed myself with body spray and tousled my hair.
An hour later, I was in the conference room again. That time it was just the director, Justin, and I. As soon as I took my seat, the director started to talk.
“Kianni, you did an excellent job!”
“ I reviewed a portion of the uncut tape, and I am beyond impressed.”
“Keep this up, and you may actually be onto something.” the director bragged.
“And I like how you worked hard for your nutt.”
He chuckled before saying, “Obviously you’ve got spunk, you made Justin Slayer cumm early!”
“Fuckin’ awesome.”
“Well thanks.”
“I want to make a career out of this.”
“I’ve wanted to be in a porn for a while.”
“If I didn’t know any better, I would say that you’ve done this plenty of time before.” Justin commented.
“Nah. I’ve done nothing more than camera-phone stunts.” I laughed.
“I don’t want to hold you up too much longer….” the director began.
“Thanks for the wonderful footage and everything.”
“I hope to work with you again in the near future.” he reached out to shake my hand.
After the briefing was over, I decided to go home and call Adora and tell her how my first scene went. She seemed very happy for me and suggested that we [as in me and her] should do a scene one day if I was ever interested. I told her that I had never been with a girl, but I wouldn’t mind trying it one day.
Even though I was under contract with West Coast, I longed to do a scene with a man I knew well from watching porn. He went by the name of Caesar or Julius and I had only seen him in a series named ‘Pimp my Black Teen.’ When I mentioned his named to my manager, he instantly knew who I was talking about. Two weeks later, my manager surprised me with Caesar’s personal phone number as well as the number for his manager.
I was overjoyed when he agreed to meet me for lunch. Since West Coast gave me a final cut of the scene I did with Justin, I decided to bring it along to work kind of like a resume. We met up at Olive Garden and had a very nice lunch.
“So you’re new to this?” he asked.
“Yeah. I love doing porn already.” I smiled.
“Well, I like amateurs. There’s something about them…Established porn stars try to make it into all work, no play.”
“I fully intend on gaining real satisfaction and pleasure from this. Porn isn’t just a job for me. It’s sort of been a dream of mine for a while.”
“A dream?” he asked while taking a big bite out of a freshly baked bread stick.
“It’s a long story. Porn has always fascinated me. I used to envy porn stars.”
“Oh. I see.”
“So…When do you think you want to do the scene with me?” he looked me in the eye.
“As soon as possible.” I laughed.
“I mean…it doesn’t matter.”
“You’re under contract with West Coast Productions right?”
I shook my head.
“As you probably already know, I only do niche series.”
“Pimp my Black Teen?” I said matter-of-factly.
“Yeah. Basically, you’ll dress up all trashy and shit or whatever…”
“We’ll bring you on cam for a few minutes before doing a ‘supposed’ make over.”
“In reality, you do your usual makeup and hair for a scene…”
“We bring you back on camera, and supposedly you’ve been ‘pimped’.”
“I see. I figured it was something like that.”
“We offer around seven hundred for one scene.”
“You may get paid a couple hundred more…the producers love REALLY pretty, exotic women.”
We worked out the details for the scene and he gave me a date. I was satisfied with our meeting, and I was very surprised when Caesar (real name: Julius) asked me out again the following weekend. That weekend, we drove to the bay area and had dinner. After dinner, we went to the beach and sat in the sand and enjoyed each other’s company to almost three in the morning. The following Monday, I was set to be filmed.
I showed up at the studio (which happened to be a very nice house in the suburbs) with clothes and a makeup bag in hand. The director and camera man, a man named Ronnie, met me at the door. He told me where I could get ready and gave me a short run down of what was going down. Julius arrived about thirty minutes later.
[To be continued…]