I couldn’t keep funny things off my mind when I saw this photo. This story is the first that popped up though
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“Stunt cock!”
He snapped to attention, pumping his hard on as he moved to his spot. The model had a bored look on her face that instantly changed the moment she saw him coming.
The perfect body double for the male lead except his cock was as thick as his wrist. It took an experienced porn star to take him and this was an anal scene. He took a look at her bare ass as she remained bent over the couch. She was thin, too thin, with too big breasts and too little ass. Her pussy looked tight though and he delighted in getting to have her there first.
“Holy shit,” she mumbled as she stared wide-eyed over her shoulder at him. “That thing is a fucking monster!”
“Kitty, shut up and bend over.” The director rolled his eyes and beckoned the cameraman forward to give instructions. “Tight shot on her pussy as he pops the head in then pan up to her face for the first full thrust. Stunt cock, couple of thrusts to get you wet then I want you in her ass for a full on plowing.”
He rolled on a condom and stepped in close. There was a moment of perverse delight in seeing her eye him with all that pent-up anxiety. This wasn’t going to be a gentle scene and the thought swelled his cock to even grander proportions.
Her eyes just about boggled out of her head. Taking a bit of pity on her, he rubbed his cock up and down, circling her clit and making her squirm. Pressing a hand to her neck, he bent her lower and fit the head against her opening.
“Lube!” She panted a bit as he pressed into her.
“Cut.” The cameraman pulled away, the gleam in his eye totally unnoticed. “Christ, Kitty, if you can’t take it, I’ll get someone else to do the fucking scene. Figure your shit out or I’ll replace you.”
The director marched off, leaving them to collect themselves. The fear flickering in her eyes was vastly different from earlier. She looked at his pulsing erection and then back up at him. They both knew how tenuous the business was for a female porn star.
“Think you can handle it?” He was trying hard not to be a dick, no pun intended. He was just the stunt cock after all.
She drew in a steadying breath and exhaled slowly. “Yea, I got it.”
The director returned on cue and they started over.
He inched in, savoring the heat of her wrapping around him. The cameraman moved up to her face as he thrust in deep, enjoying the way she mewled and bucked under him. He withdrew until just the tip remained and thrust forward with enough force to drive her into the couch cushions. Such a tight fit, he knew her ass would be heaven. He’d go slow just to make sure she enjoyed it.
Lubing up his fingers, he started working her tiny asshole while he plowed her cunt. Stretching her out, making her arch back against him. He needed to make this good. It had to feel real even if they were on camera.
A couple more deep thrusts and she finally let out a throaty moan. That’s it, that’s the sound he was waiting on.
He pulled out completely, his cock throbbing hard and ready to blow. Leaning forward, he whispered into her ear, “I’m not gonna be gentle, sweetheart.”
She didn’t respond, and he didn’t wait for her to. He fit his cock against the pucker of her hole and pushed in until she accepted him. Her gurgle of noise was an erotic blend of pleasure and pain. Too good, almost too much for his strangled cock as he sought total entrance into her body.
That was it. A couple of hard, punishing thrusts and he was cumming. He heard her cry out and knew she’d managed to cum through the pain. Too perfect for film.
“Cut.”
The erotic haze dissipated under the set lamps and the call to halt. He pulled out, relishing the momentary gape of her asshole and low moan. No time to savor it though.
“Kitty, go get cleaned up. Stunt cock, go get hard. We shoot another scene in 30.”