Dawn the Star 1: After the Shoot
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Dawn has transformed from a mild-mannered housewife to a goddess of sex, and has been using her skills and desires to make it big in the porn industry, but most professionals can't keep up with her! However will she satisfy herself?
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Who would have ever thought that a woman of thirty, who had been a happily married wife for ten years, devoted to a loving and caring husband, and a mother of two, would decide to lay on a series of colorful pillows, caked in sweat and other fluids, panting from exhaustion from hours of filming, and loving every last moment of it?
The director cuts and Dawn’s friend and recent submissive, Trisha, approaches her friend and mistress, holding out her hand in support. Trisha, unlike Dawn, is fully dressed in a smart suit. After all, the producer has to look good while doing her work.
Hoisted up to a standing position, Dawn finds her legs to be a little wobbly at first, but holding onto her devoted slave is enough for her to remain upright.
“How are you feeling, my goddess?” Trisha said. “You know that productions for these things usually take a few days, at least.”
“Ha… are-are you kidding?” Dawn says, running a hand through her blond hair, letting it get out of her eyesight. “I’ve never had more fun at ‘work’ before.”
Trisha rolls her eyes and waves her hand over the set. The colorful pillows were part of a larger Arabian palace look. “And you like the theme I chose for you?”
“A harem of beautiful and strong men, all of them wanting to give their queen a piece of themselves out of devotion instead of using me like some fuck hole? Such a sex positive and progressive message. I’m quite impressed.”
“Oh yes, because I’m sure you’re in this piece just to make a feminist statement and not to be fucked silly.”
“Well, having my hole filled over and over by different men and servicing a wide variety of cocks doesn’t hurt. Of course, since you’re letting me keep the queen costume, it means that I can continue playing out my fantasies when Rob feels like being my servant boy.”
“I’m sure Rob is having a wonderful time watching you in the dressing room. Besides, there are also the opportunities you have for my upcoming Halloween Masquerade.”
Dawn shudders at that one. “Oooh, yes, I’m quivering in anticipation. Having a Swingers Party with no idea who it is you’re playing with? That has me ready for more.”
“Well, I know I might have to sit that one out, maybe,” Trisha says, patting her tummy, which has swollen a bit in the months since their first outing. “With me on the bench, you’ll have more cocks than you can handle.”
“And all the pussy I can eat,” Dawn says, stretching tall, completely unashamed to stand nude in front of everyone, while all the other actors decided to dress in robes between shoots.
The director approaches them and looks over his tablet, scrolling along the script. “Alright, ladies, so we got almost half of the footage we need for the finished product right here. If you’re getting tired, we can do the bukake scene during another sho-”
Dawn grabs the director by the shoulders and stares the man deep into his eyes. There is a primal lust burning in the woman’s gaze as she slowly drags her tongue around her lips. “Bukake…?” she says. “That sounds exotic. Please, tell me more.”
Trisha giggles and shrugs. “Damn, girl, have you never been on the Internet before? Well, I guess you weren’t a total weeb like I was back in the day.”
Dawn quirks an eyebrow at the reference, totally not getting it. Trisha waves her hand and responds. “Look. The point is we need a bunch of men who are pent up and ready to go. The guys you played with today are all dried out. You got to at least let them have something to eat first, not to mention let them sleep it off for a few days.”
“I’m still willing to go!” Dawn whines, letting go of the *director and falling back down onto the cushions.
The director rubs his chin and looks over his shoulder. “Well… there is one shoot that’s supposed to be happening today. But its starring a real big name in the industry. Pretty expensive stuff, all things considered. Don’t think he’ll like all his extras being pulled off for a newbie.”
Trisha reaches underneath her business jacket and pulls out a wad of cash. “How much to convince those gentlemen to play with an up-and-coming porn star? Who knows, perhaps their dicks will get famous if they put them on the same screen as this sex goddess? Probably a better deal for them than what Bill obviously has planned for them, I’m sure.”
The director frowns, but looks at the money, humming to himself in the process.
“If you do us this favor…” Dawn says, rubbing his shoulders, “I’ll give you the overtime you’re paying me. All I want is some extra fun to really satisfy me.”
“Well, well, well, now!” the director says, taking the money and counting up the dollars. “A lot of Benjamins can surely get you a lot of dicks. Let’s see what the other director has to say about this. I’ll be right back.”
With that, he leaves the girls there as make up arrives, getting rid of all of her smudges and tightening up Dawn’s appearance. “I still don’t know what this ‘boocockey’ thing is,” Dawn says, giving off a quick yawn, much to the chagrin of the person putting on her lipstick.
“Don’t you worry about that,” Trisha says with a wink. “I have a feeling you’ll love it even more than being stuffed full over and over again.”
“How in the hell is that even possible!?” Dawn gasps.
The director comes back, holding up his megaphone in front of him as he announces. “Alright, everyone, we’re ramping up production. Get in positions. Get those lights perfect. Writers. Get in here, we need to figure out where this scene is going to accommodate our new furry friends.”
“Furry friends?” Trisha asks, tilting her head.