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I. FUCKING. DIED

fairy lights & illusions

° Pairing: pornstar!John Price x inexperienced!fem!reader word count: 8k words (actually 7 997 but whatever)

summary: Having won a competition, you're selected to film a video with your favourite adult content creator John Price.

warnings: nsfw (duh), lots of pet names, sex toys (m + f receiving), fingerings (fem receiving from m), spit kink, praise kink, thigh riding, john saying 'my pussy'. (if i missed anything, pls lmk ^^)

author's notes: I am reposting this because it doesn't even show up in the tags. I feel so bad, but at least it's doing good on ao3 or i would have cried lol. ayo! So, this idea came to me when I saw God (those posts by @dante-mightdie). This piece is very much inspired by their own version of pornstar!price, and several videos of Manuel Ferarra (amen to him for helping write the scenes here.) If you want the exact title, just ask in the comments :3c I would also to thank and kiss my friend for being such a wonderful hype man. I love her so much she even has a small cameo here lol. I know it’s long, but I couldn’t help sprinkling plot in there. I want to make this into a serie but idk if I will ;-; It’s going to depend on the traction this gets, lol. Any misspells or grammar errors are my responsibility o77 Just want to get this out, the proofreading was very light :p Enjoy the debauchery, fellas <33

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Fucking rush hour, you were glad that the flow of people was finally lessening as the minutes dragged by. Throwing a quick hand gesture at your co-worker, you sought refuge in the storage room to cool down from the intense hours you just had. Leaning on the wall, you took your phone out to mindlessly scroll on Tumblr. After 10 minutes of checking over your favourite blogs, you decided to check over your emails before going back out there. There, at the top of emails, sat what you thought was an hallucination.

141 STUDIO COMPETITON Dear contestant, we thank you very much for your interest for Special 15! We are pleased to announce-

You couldn’t believe it. Staring at you on your screen was proof that you had been selected to film a video with the one and only John Price. Fuck, what the fuck?? You had sent your application for funzies, not thinking anything behind it. You didn’t actually think that your application would even be noticed in the sea of all the other contestants. Just as you were about to click on the email to read further information, your colleague called your name to come back and help. Pocketing your phone, you walked back into the frenzy of the café.

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It had been on your mind the whole day. You couldn’t risk opening the email at the counter, or at all since you were scared of being more distracted than you already were. However, now that you were home and thankfully alone, you could be as distracted as possible. You changed out of your work clothes into your comfortable sleep wear. Finally, after going through your night routine, you settled in your bed, tucked comfortably in the sheets. Taking your phone from the nightstand, you quickly opened the mail app, and before your nerves could get the best of you, you clicked upon the email. There in all its glory stood your fucking chance with the infamous John Price (yes, that was intentional).

141 STUDIO COMPETITON Dear contestant, thank you very much for your interest for Special 15! We are pleased to announce that you have been chosen as one of the winners!! As stated in the rules, 3 lucky contestants will be selected by a generator. Afterwards, we will check over the applications and rate them. After much thought from John Price and his team, we are glad to say that you have been ranked as top 1.

Please, find below further information and instructions to follow:-

‘What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the FUCK!!!’

You reread the email at least a dozen times before a squeal left your mouth. You couldn’t believe it!! You just couldn’t!! The rest of the email had a consent form to sign, location, date and time to confirm. It told you that it’d be better if you came there prepped already. Hm, glancing at your closet where inside resided a black box, you had an inkling of an idea on how to prep.

You drafted an email responding to them, planning on going over it again tomorrow morning with a fresh mind. Fuck, you couldn’t believe it, little ol’ you has been chosen by John fucking Price. After an hour of checking over your words and grammar, you decided it was finally time to turn in for the night. Turning off your light, you got comfortable to doze off and dream of sweet dreams.

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The day was approaching, only some hours were separating you from meeting your favourite adult content creator. Everything had gone smoothly; you had gone over the consent form. Making sure to read it carefully before sending the signed PDF file over. You had asked your manager for three days off to be able to prepare, fuck and rest properly. Well, you hadn’t asked in those exact terms of course. You still needed that side job after all.

Today was your first day off. When you awoke this morning, as the first rays of sunshine peeked through your curtains, butterflies were swarming in your stomach. Ever since you received the fated email, you’ve been drinking pineapple juice like a madman. They did say to be sufficiently prepared after all. You were torn between being too excited and too nervous. Taking in a deep breath, you finished your breakfast and went over your planning for tomorrow.

The meeting point was at one of 141’s studios and was scheduled for 3pm. That left you ample time to prep yourself correctly. Wake up at 8am, eat breakfast, a bit of rest time before you take your shower. Then, it would be time for lunch. Watch some of your favourite videos, get horny and prep yourself accordingly. If everything went well, that would leave you just enough time to execute your plan.

Now, you were on your way to replenish the pantry and fridge. Strolling through the aisles, you remembered that you were running out of pineapple. After finding the ripest one, you were all finished. Done with that, you were on your way to your last destination before returning home. Again, you were teetering between nervousness and excitement. It was your first time going to your local sex shop alone. Usually accompanied by one of your friends, you weren’t used to venture the store without their giggles and comforting presence. Unfortunately for you, your best friend wasn’t available at present, and you hadn’t announced it to anyone else. Well, they can find out soon enough anyway.

Parking your car, you quickly made way to the entrance before your brain made you abandon your idea. You were on a mission. The studio was clear, they wanted you prepped and ready, and what better way than to use a dildo based on John Price’s real dick? As the door closed behind you, you quickly shot a smile at the cashier before you were on your way to locate the silicone toy.

Trying to conjure up the memory of its location from your last visit, you quickly walked through the shop. There! In a glass display stood the dildo in all its glory. It looked like the real deal, based on the copious of videos you had watched, it was close enough to the real thing. The only big inaccuracy you noticed for now was how it looked a bit skinnier? Well, you would soon find out the truth.

Tracing back on your steps, you went back to the entrance to ask the help of the cashier seeing as there was no other workers at the moment. The cashier looked up from her phone when she heard you approach her. She quickly finished her game of Minesweeper before turning her phone off to focus on you.

Your face was painted in a mixture of nervousness and embarrassment as your asked for her help. You had never seen her on your previous trips, she must be a new employee. Well, you liked her, she spoke to you in a soft manner and her voice soothed you. She sent you a warm smile as if she sensed your nerves.

“What can I get for you, love?”

“Oh, well you see, I’m interested in one of the toys in the glass display.”

“Of course, hun! Come with me, and I’ll get it for you!” She quickly stood up from her chair and strolled alongside you to the display. Then, she opened the glass display before turning her attention back to you. You looked so cute fidgeting with your hands.

“Well, what’s your choice, darling?”

“I’d like the ‘Captain’s Toy’, please.”

“That’s a great choice! Do you have anything else you need, or should we go check out?”

“I’m all good! Thank you!”

Walking back to the register, your blood was singing in your veins at the prospect of using it tomorrow. You hoped the ‘Captain’ would appreciate the surprise. As you paid for your item, the worker was about to bid you farewell when she saw you hesitating.

“Would that be all, hun?”

“Uhm, actually, it’s my first time purchasing a dildo, and I was wondering if you had any tips?”

She nodded and sent you a comforting smile.

“Of course! Well, this model is pretty girthy, so don’t be afraid to use plenty of lube! Also, it’s always good to prep yourself! So, maybe, you can loosen yourself up first. Remember not to push yourself, there is no shame in taking it slow and steady. I believe, you’ve got this! Now, can I interest you in a bullet vibrator? They very much enhance the experience!”

“Thank you so much!!” You tilted your head to the side, before agreeing to hear more about this vibrator.

“Great! Let me go grab it for you.” She winked at you before going through the vibrator section of the shop. As she returned, she placed the item on the counter. “Actually, this is also a sex toy in partnership with 141 Studio! This one is based on Soap! The box has all the instructions you need, but do you want me to go through them?”

“Ah, no thank you so much! I’ve already taken up so much of your time!”

“Don’t worry, love! This is my job after all.”

She placed your newly acquired toys in a cute gift bag before giving it to you. Before leaving the store completely, you turned towards her once more.

“Thank you so much for taking the time to help! Have a nice day!!”

“Of course! Goodbye, darling and take care of yourself!!”

With that settled, you drove back to your home. It wasn’t so bad after all! The worker there was very nice and helped you plenty. Maybe, you could visit the place more often alone after all.

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Fuck, if this was how it felt already, you couldn’t imagine how the real thing would feel. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, how the hell were you supposed to fit the real dick in if you had already so much trouble fitting in the toy. Taking deep breaths, you remembered what the nice employee had told you. There is nothing wrong with slow and steady.

“Okay, nice and steady, I got this! Fuck- Nurghhhh, I be- I believe!”

You slowly took more of the toy in you, easing down on it while trying to relax as much as possible. When you finally took all of it down to the hilt, you were breathless, and a sheen of sweat was covering your body.

Testing the waters, you moved up a bit before thrusting yourself back down. Oh fuck, you felt so full. Moans and whimpers escaped your lips as you found a pace that suited you. Fuck, you felt so good, this felt so good. Growing desperate for your release, you tried to move at a faster pace, trying to scratch the itch, the need building in your stomach.

Snaking a hand to the front of your stomach, your right hand found your clit. Timing your thrusts with your hand, you felt yourself close to falling over the edge. Soon, it’ll be his thick fingers replacing yours, soon it’ll be his dick replacing the toy. Fuck, you were so close, a couple more rubs and-

Just as you were about to cum, your alarm went off. Throwing you off from your approaching orgasm. Fuck! You didn’t realise how much time had passed! You quickly got up to put on the clothes you had laid out. Squirming in place as you put on your underwear and bra. You had opted for a blue summer dress, simple and easily accessible.

‘Holy shit, how the hell am I supposed to drive without cumming with this thing in me.’

Glancing at your clock, you saw that you still had 20minutes to spare before you needed to hit the road. Okay, enough time to brush your teeth and run a damp cloth on your sweaty skin! You were trying hard not to jump and bounce as you went through the final touches. You grabbed your pineapple juice and your trusty bag before leaving your home in direction of your car.

If anyone looked closely at you, you were sure they could see your heart thundering in your rib cage and your skin buzzing. Being careful not to accidentally flash any passing people, you approached your car. During the drive, you felt a kaleidoscope of butterflies growing in your stomach, begging to be let free.

Well, here you were. Ready to meet your favourite adult creator, John Price.

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“Hi! Could I have your ID so we can verify you?”

‘Wow, so professional and fancy.’ Handing over your ID, you looked at the reception curiously. The place was warm and not too fancy, it made you feel less on edge. The seats in front of the glass windows looked inviting and soft, and the lights turned on weren’t too bright. They were giving off a comforting atmosphere.

“Thank you. Please wait at the waiting area while I fetch you someone to accompany you to your studio.”

“Great, thank you, ma’am!”

You sat yourself on the couch facing away from the door. Huh, you were right! They were as comfortable and soft as they looked. As you sat down fully, you had to take a deep breath through your nose to stop yourself from moaning out loud. The change in position made the dick go in so much deeper. You hoped a stain wasn’t forming on your dress. You tuned out the outside world as you were laser focused on not cumming all over this nice couch. Of course, that meant you didn’t hear the door opening. That meant you didn’t hear the low rumble that you knew oh so well.

Too busy in your own world, you didn’t see nor hear John Price stumbling through the door asking if you were already waiting for him. Too busy that you didn’t hear their quiet conversation before the receptionist nodded towards your direction. Too busy that you didn’t see John suck in a quick breath when his eyes sat upon your soft figure. Too busy that you didn’t hear him approaching you before he had already extended his hand in your direction.

“Hello, sweetheart, it’s nice to meet you.” He squinted his eyes seeing what he thought was discomfort on your face. “Are you alright there? Do you need something, love?”

Your eyes shot open as you heard his voice. Your eyes jumped to his face, quickly tracing all his features. His beautiful cerulean eyes, his squishy cheeks, his sweet smile and his full beard. As your eyes traveled from his face to his torso, you noticed late his extended hand. Embarrassed to have had him hanging there for what felt like hours, your cheeks warmed.

“Sorry! Hello! It’s nice to meet you as well!” You grasped his hand in yours, quickly introducing yourself as your panties were getting wetter at how his hand nearly engulfed yours. His was so warm while you hoped yours wasn’t too sweaty. “I’m alright! Just- I'm just a bit nervous and very much excited to be here!” His lips twitched to form a smile at your energy. You were so adorable. Using the hold he had on your hand, he pulled you up from your sitting position causing a small squeak to leave your mouth. He eyed you a bit curiously at your reaction, but figured it was only your nerves.

“Well, since I’m here, why don’t I be your tour guide, sweets?”

On your way to the studio, you tried not to fidget and squirm too much. You could hear his voice speaking to you, and you tried your very best to focus on what he was saying. However, it was so hard to do when with every step, the toy was shifting in you.

“Alright, here’s our spot. We can take this at your own pace.” Gesturing to the door to his left, he opened the door for you. “As wished in your application, this will be a homemade production. So, it’ll only be you and I here. However, this particular room has cameras installed in some places. You’ll find one here,” John pointed to table in front of the bed, “two there,” next he nodded at the nightstands, “and finally one up above.” Looking up, you saw the lens of a camera on the ceiling above the bed. “Also, you have the choice to either call me by Capt’n or John, sweetheart.”

“I prefer using your name if that’s okay.”

“Course it is, love. What about you? Do you want me to use your name?” You pondered a bit before choosing to just stay safe. You nodded in confirmation.

“Thank you for asking, John. I appreciate it.” You liked pronouncing his name. It felt so much real to you, so much more intimate. However, you knew that you shouldn’t hope for anything out of this.

A comfortable silence settled in, as you stood in the middle of room, you didn’t exactly know how to start anything. You couldn't help your nervous tick as the silence stretched on. John was checking you out with no shame, approving his choice when you gazed upon his body as well. You had this timid look, and yet he could feel the hunger in you coming off of you in waves.

“Come on, leave all your things here and get comfortable on the bed, let’s talk.” The both of you deposited your items and shoes in the closet near the door. While John walked confidently to turn on the cameras before heading to the bed, you were more sheepish as you slowly sat on the left side. “The cameras are on, but we don’t have to start anything yet, okay?” He awaited your nod of confirmation before opening his mouth once more. “Alright, I know we both went over each other’s hard pass and limits, but let’s go over them quickly, hm?”

“I would like nothing too harsh, please. I know you don’t really do this type of content, but I would love to just- Please, could you just be nice and gentle with me?”

He turned towards you, his big hand softly stroking your cheek with such gentleness.

“Yeah, poppy? Want to me to make you cum until you can’t remember your name? Want me to call you my pretty good girl?”

You already felt yourself slipping into a dazed state the longer he talked and touched you.

“Please, John.”

“Hm, how can I say no to such a polite thing like yourself, sweetheart?”

Leaning in close to your face, your eyes closed in anticipation awaiting the feeling of his lips on yours.

“Now, remember, baby, no kissing.” A small whine left your parted lips, trying to chase what you wanted. The want and desired was laid bare on your face, allowing anyone to see that you were starving for John Price. “Ah, ah, ah, sweets. Come on be a good girl for me.” The prospect of not being good for him woke your lust filled brain enough to place distance between your faces. His cologne was so much stronger from up close, and his hand was still tenderly stroking your face. You just wanted to be engulfed by his presence. “What’s your safe word, sweetheart?”

“It’s- ah it’s nebula.” How were you going to survive if the feeling of his whiskers on your face was already rendering you boneless?

“That’s good. Thank you, baby. Now, do you have your clean health bill with you?”

He continued to pepper kisses on your jaw before travelling to your neck, leaving marks that you will admire until they fade. Your brain was turning to mush, the feeling of his plush lips sending you into another world. The fog in your brain dissipated when a particular hard nip on your collarbone brought you back. “H-huh? Oh! Yes, let me go get it, it’s in my bag!” Hurrying to take the paper from your bag, you didn’t notice John looking at your walk curiously. When you returned, John took his own from his back pocket, exchanging the papers between you. You both scanned it quickly and were happy with the results. “I don’t know if you’ve been informed, but I’m not on the pill, nor am I on any other contraception.”

“All good, poppy, I had a vasectomy some years ago.”

“Oh, okay. Uhm- Does that mean you can cum inside of me?”

At your shy request, a grin formed on the man’s face. Fuck, what a pretty polite thing you were for him. He couldn’t wait to ravage you, and from the heated gaze in your eyes, you couldn’t wait either. Taking hold of both of your papers, he set them on the nightstand before grabbing your hips in his meaty hands.

“Hmhm, it means I can cum inside you until you’re filled to the brim with me. It means that,” he snaked his left hand to the front of your stomach, applying the smallest bit of pressure on your lower belly, “I can fill you up until you look swollen with my seed.” Upon hearing your whine at his words, John grinned, teeth ready to bite into you. “Yeah, you’d like that, huh? You’d like being full of me, love?”

You couldn’t think, couldn’t feel, couldn’t smell anything that wasn’t him. Your senses were already being overwhelmed by his mere touch, his mere presence near you. Not bothering to speak, you just nodded your head, hoping he’d slide his hand under your dress and feel the dampness of your panties. Or maybe, he would feel the toy that resided in your walls if he pressed any harder on your lower belly. “No, no, no, come on be a good girl and use your words, now.”

“Yes, yes, yes, please stuff me full of you, John. I need it so badly, please please.” The ache growing between in your legs was growing more unbearable the more he spoke. You tried to elevate some of it by rubbing your legs, but you didn’t account the fact that it will cause the dildo inside you to shift. Biting back a loud whimper, you breathed harshly through your nose, and yet you couldn’t stop. The friction of your legs rubbing together was providing the only relief to the pressure in your lower regions.

“I could never say no when you ask so nicely, poppy.” He pressed harder on your lower belly, excitedly waiting for you to be more desperate than you already were. The moan that escaped your lips was music to his ears. “Can’t believe you’re already this worked up for me, pet. What’s got you so desperate, huh?”

“I- ah- I've got a surprise for you actually.”

“Oh? You got something for me, baby?”

“Ye-yeah, let me- let me show you.” You took a hold of his hands and placed them back at his sides. While you crawled on the bed to sit next to him, he twisted his body to get the camera in his hands, ready to show a close-up of your surprise. When he turned around to face you once more, you were lying on your side, your face hidden behind your hands.

“Oh, what’s got you so shy now? You knew what was going to happen when you entered this room, sweetheart.”

“I know, but I’m nervous. I’ve never- I'm not very experienced.”

“That’s okay, baby, we take things at your pace. If you need a breather, you just tell me, okay?”

“O-okay, John.”

“That’s my good girl. Now, want to show me that surprise of yours, sweetheart?”

You shuffled on the bed, lying on your back before taking his available hand in your own. You wondered if viewers could hear your thundering heartbeat when they’d watch this video, if the sound was so loud that the mic had picked up on it. Placing his hand on your inner thigh, you lifted your dress so he could see what you had planned for him. As your hands travelled to the waistband of your panties, his fingers slightly trailed on the material covering your leaking slit. You had opted for white panties, to match with the colours of your dress, and judging by his whistle, you had made the right choice.

“Good god, all this for me, love? Look at you so wet, is this your surprise, pet?”

“No, no, this is your surprise, John.” You moved your panties to the side, finally revealing the toy inside of your wet cunt. You felt sticky, slick coating your hands, your fingers, your panties. You couldn’t imagine how you must look down there. Pussy desperate to be filled of John Price’s dick, of his cum. “The studio asked me to prep before showing up here and I thought- I thought what better way to do so than with your dick?”

“You trying to send me to my grave early, poppy? My fucking-” Fucking hell, you might just be perfect. Zooming in with the camera, he filmed his hand playing with your cunt. His fingers slightly tapping on the base of the toy, causing sweet noises to spill out of your lips. “Look at you so wet. What a good girl, what a good fucking girl.” His hand grabbed the meat of your ass, stretching you wider, allowing him to have a better look at your gift. “How long have you had this in here, darling?”

“A-about- aaah- about an hour maybe?”

“Yeah? You’ve been filled with my cock for an hour? How does it feel, baby? You like how it feels?”

“I love it. I love it so much; I want to be filled by- ah fuck! Want to be filled like this all the time.”

“I know, I know. Look at this pretty tight cunt taking such a big toy, fuck. You look so sweet, darling. Can I get a taste of that?”

“Yes, yes, yes! I’m yours, I’m yours, you can do whatever you want with me, John.”

A low groan vibrated in his chest at your words. Possessiveness curling around his chest, it seemed silly, and he was a professional, but he was getting off at the idea of your words.

“That’s right, pet, you’re all mine. My pretty girl, my pretty pet. Now be good and hold this for me while I feast on you, love.” As he handed the camera to your shaking hands, you tried your best to film his head moving between your thighs. He was taking things slow, aware of your nervousness. He was being so tender in his movements, in his touches. His facial hair left red marks as he trailed kisses on your skin. His hands gripping your legs to keep you open for him. As his mouth made their way up to where you needed him, he directed one of your legs to his shoulder. “Keep this here, okay, dove?” He waited for your nod before diving in between your legs.

As his tongue made the first stroke on your clit, his right left hand found the base of the toy to start thrusting in and out of you. He hummed in delight at the slick that was coating his taste buds, you tasted so sweet. He was sure that the ambrosia the Gods drank couldn’t compare to your juices. He lapped at the slick flowing out of you before sucking on your clit. The added pressure on your pearl and the toy finally moving in you felt so good. Arching your back, you didn’t know if you were trying to get away from the feeling, or if you were trying to get closer to his mouth. Either way, John wouldn’t have any of that fussing. You tasted so nice, so good on his tongue and he couldn’t part away now that he had gotten a taste. Securing his hold on your legs, your right hand found his left hand and gripped it as he continued to suck and thrust the dildo in you.

“John- Fuck, you feel so good- so good. I’m so close- so ah!- I’m so close. Please, please, please!”

The band in your stomach was tight, ready to snap if he kept going. He hummed in delight at your words before he started to flick your clit in rapid succession. The vibrations and the pressure of his muscle snapped the tight band, stars appearing behind your eyelids. You must paint a scene for the viewers right now, head thrown back, mouth opened in a silent scream and with your limbs tightly attached to John. Right hand gripped in his left, the other one holding onto the shoulder thrusting the dildo in you, your right leg digging into his shoulder. He was your anchor in this world, your way to come back to this realm as you started to float away to another one.

As you came down from your high, you realised that you had indeed transported to another world as you blinked your eyes open. Your positions had changed, for there was now a comfortable weight on your torso. You felt him before you saw him. His hands were softly caressing your back, embracing you. His whiskers travelled along your collarbone, kissing your skin and leaving beard burns in their wake. Then, there was his cock. He was still dressed in his clothes, but even with the barrier of clothes between you, you could still feel how much eating you out had left him desperate. Shifting slightly to get your leg under him correctly, you started to rub your leg on his bulge, trying to take some of the pressure off. Your movements caused his to pause before he resumed his touches.

“John?” His eyes met yours as his hands wrapped around your torso, fingers twitching to feel your breasts. He hummed to indicate he was listening before closing his mouth around your left nipple, smearing the top of your dress in saliva. “Ah! I- Too much, too many clothes.”

Again, he hummed in agreement before he sat up, careful to stay still seated on your leg, and pulled his t-shirt of by one arm. Fuck, your eyes trailed down his torso. He had such a beautiful body, his build reminding you of a bear, and fuck. The happy trail that led to his cock should be criminal. John smirked cockily at your hungry eyes. You looked ready to devour him. After ridding himself of his top, he bunched your dress in his hands, nudging you to sit up. His hands felt hot on your skin as he took off your dress. Next, he was unclasping your bra while you unbuckled his belt. The two of you working in synchronisation until you were both naked.

Now, you were the one on top as he was leaning against the headboard. His hands on your hips to grind your cunt on his dick. Fuck, you felt so full still. You thought he would have had taken out the dildo when you blacked out but judged on the feeling of his dick bumping on his fake one, you had been wrong.

“You feel that baby? Want to be filled with the both of them, sweet girl?” A whine left your lips when you registered what he said. You had just gained consciousness some minutes ago, but you were quickly losing yourself to him again. You would have never guessed that a mere act like this could get you going, and yet here you were. His left hand travelled to your cheek as the other kneaded the meat of your ass. “Why don’t you show me how good you are, poppy?”

“Anything, anything for you, John.”

Satisfaction curled around his ribs at your words. His blood singing in his veins. You were being so fucking good for him, and he made sure to vocally tell you as such. He muttered the sweet words in your ear before your world shifted and you were back to being under him. He was so close to your face; you wished you could just kiss him. He cusped your cheek and gave you a sweet smile. The hunger that wanted to ravage you flared in his insides, begging to be let free. However, you wanted it gentle, sweet and tender. He wanted to give that to you, he wanted to give you so much. Still, he couldn’t give you what you really wanted. He couldn’t kiss you. Even if he wanted to himself. Well, John was a practical man who could always found solutions.

“You want a taste of me, pet?” You nodded your head furiously, your lips parting in anticipation for his lips to meet yours. “Course you do, sweet girl. Open your mouth for me, dove.” You opened your jaw wider, the buzz in your head not registering that this wasn’t how you kissed someone. You couldn’t care, you just wanted his face closer, needed to feel him, to taste him, to be one with him.

John’s eyes crinkled and a wolfish grin painted his lips as he watched you obediently open your mouth. Your eyes were closed with your head tilted back on the mattress as if you didn’t even have the power to hold yourself anymore. He used his finger to tap on your cheek, signalling you to open your eyes. When your eyes opened met and met his, he opened his mouth to leave a string of saliva to pool from his lips to yours. “Now swallow, baby.” Your eyes didn’t leave his as you did. His essence mixing with yours, he was entwining more with you now. You were becoming his, but he still needed to be yours for you to be one. With heavy-lidded eyes, you showed him there was nothing of him in your mouth anymore. The saliva having been swallowed down, becoming a part of you. “Good girl.”

Your hand brought his face back closer to you. Needing his proximity, his warmth to seep into you. You felt the palm of your hand tickling as you cupped his bearded cheek, thumb reaching for his bottom lip to pull on it. He understood what you wanted as he opened his mouth just enough for you to have access. Now, as you spit into his mouth, you felt closer to being complete. You both swallowed, with your eyes locked in into each other, limbs entangled, both of your essences in each other’s bodies. You were so close to being one. You just needed him in you now. You just needed him to fill you up. With your spit on your chin, you made your request.

“I want to suck you off, John.”

“Fuck, baby, I can’t wait anymore. Need to feel this pretty cunt around me.” His lips grazed yours as he spoke, internally beating himself over his stupid rule. He just wanted to kiss you, to feel the hot press of your tongue on his, for him to explore every crevice that was his good girl. “How about I fuck you and you suck off the toy, hm? Want you to have a taste of your sweet juices, pet.” Maybe, with the toy in your mouth, he would be satisfied enough. Maybe, it would itch the need of your lips on his, the need to let you devour him. Of course, obedient thing you were, you agreed quickly to his wants, his needs.

“Lift up for me, baby.” He placed a pillow under your hips and made sure you were comfortable. Only then, did he take a hold of the dildo, thrusting it in and out of you a few times. Your sounds were becoming an addiction. He craved to hear your sweet moans, your whimpers, the adoration lacing every words. When he finally took it out, you felt empty after being filled for so long. The dick was shiny and creamy from your slick. “Now open, pretty girl.” You welcomed the feeling of the dildo in your mouth, moaning at the taste of yourself. “Now, be a good girl and hold this for me, okay baby?”

With your hand holding the toy, you started to thrust it in and out, completely out of it by now. Even with his professionalism and experiences, John thought he was about to cum at the sight of you swallowing around the silicone version of his dick. Enamoured, he just watched you for a minute, having forgotten his predicament down there. That was until he felt your legs hook around his hips to draw him in. You took to licking the juice still staining the toy and looked him in the eyes before speaking.

“Please, John, I want you inside of me. Want you to fill me.”

“Fuck, anything, anything for you, poppy.”

Even if you were already slick enough, John took hold of your hips and lifted your hips close to his mouth. He let his spit gather in his mouth before letting everything drop to your cunt, drenching you even further. It wasn’t about being slick enough, he wanted, needed for him to be everywhere in you. He needed to claim what was his. Your nectar so close to him, he couldn’t help his tongue to dive in and drink from the source. Your juices were flowing down his throat and staining his beard. The slurping noises leaving his mouth were obscene, but you tasted so good. He couldn’t help himself. Reluctantly, he separated from your sweet ambrosia making sure to cover his facial hair in your juices. He made sure not to rub on anything too sensitive, meaning your thighs were now sporting red marks. He needed you to overwhelm every sense, his taste buds, his nose, his body. Everything. John placed your legs back around his hips. His hand holding his dick and rubbing it to your clit.

“Ready for the real thing, pretty girl?” With the toy still in your mouth, you nodded excitedly.

He lined himself to your entrance before slowly sinking in. Fuck, you felt so tight around him, and his tip hadn’t even gone in, yet. Fuck, he felt so much bigger than the fucking toy. Guess you were right about the inaccuracy with the girth and oh-

“Fuck! You’re so big, you’re so big!”

“Fuck, you’re so tight, pet. You, okay? Need a breather, love?”

“Just- fuck, keep going slow, please.”

“I will, pet. I’ll do anything you want.”

True to his words, John rocked his pelvis slowly, before pushing in more, letting you adjust to his size. It felt so good, and you couldn’t focus on the silicone dick in front of your mouth anymore. The bearded man noticed of course. He moved his hands from your hips to hold himself over you, one hand holding himself up next to your head while the other joined yours.

“Lemme see. You got every last drop of your sweet nectar, baby?”

“Uh uh”

“Good job, pet. Knew you’d do good.”

“Ah- why don’t you- fuck- why don’t you check, John?”

“Fuck, good- so fucking tight- yeah? Why don’t you give it to me, poppy?”

With his jaw hung open, you directed the hand holding the toy to his mouth. He held eye contact with you as he sucked the toy in. This was just another way for you both to kiss without actually doing so. He wished so badly it was your tongue pressing down on his, going down his throat, but your spit coating his mouth had to be enough for now. As you pushed the toy deeper in his mouth, he timed his thrusts with the rhythm you had going.

Soon, he was deepthroating the toy and you were filled to the brim with his dick. Sounds were leaving the both of you, moans and whines because it all just felt so good. You took out the toy in his mouth before bringing himself closer to you. You needed to feel his skin on yours, needed his warmth to seep into you and consume you.

“Fuck, I fucking love your pussy, baby. Such a perfect cunt, and it’s all for me, huh?”

“Yes, yes!! It’s all yours, John. Just yours, just yours.”

“Yeah, my good girl, my pussy, ain’t that right, poppy?”

“Yes!! Fuck, fuck, John can you- hold me, please. Just hold me, John.”

“Of course, baby. Anything.” He leaned in closer to your head, tucking your head under his chin. In this moment, the universe stopped being so vast. It was just you and him, two celestial bodies colliding together and creating a world-changing event.

Now that he was so close to you, he could mutter any words in your ear. “Anything for you, sweet girl. I’d give you anything, you do whatever pleases you with me, dove.” His words made your head spin, tears in your eyes because you knew it would never truly be, but for now it was, and you were going to enjoy everything he gave you.

With his skin close to yours, his hands in your own, his sweet murmurs in your ear and his fucking big dick reaching places your fingers never reached, you felt yourself close to falling over. Teetering over the edge. His thrusts were starting to get sloppy; he must be close too. You moved your head from its safe position, settling on leaving marks of your own on his skin.

“Fuck, poppy, I’m so close. I’m going to fill you up, show everyone you’re mine.”

“Yes yes yes!!”

“My good girl, my perfect sweet girl, are you close too?”

“John, I’m so- fuck- I'm so-”

You bit into his shoulder; the words muffled into his skin as you came around him. A couple few more thrusts and he was right behind you, painting your walls in white, filling you up with his cum. Pants of breaths were shared between the two of you, the moment having taken much of your energy. Both of your hands travelled to his face, holding him while his tenderly stroked your ribs.

“You were perfect, absolutely perfect, poppy.” He peppered kisses on your face, each of your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your cheeks but not where you both desperately wanted. “Do you need anything? Water or something else?”

“Let’s just- Would you just lie on top of me again, please?” His eyes found yours, crinkling at the corners. Your fingertips softly touched the skin there, admiring the proof that he’s laughed and smiled so much in this life.

“Yeah, we can do that.” He spoke softly, not wanting to disturb the moment. He left a final kiss on your forehead before lying his head on your chest again. He was still inside of you, but it felt nice. Intimate and comforting.

The world around you slowly faded as his hums vibrated from his chest to yours. He was akin to a cat purring as you continued to scratch his scalp softly.

⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅──╯╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅──╯╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅

After a few more rounds, you were both too exhausted to continue. The hunger was still there, but compared to earlier, it was but a flickering flame. You were glad that there was a shower connected to the room because you felt so... sticky. The fact that the both of you shared the same shower products was a plus too.

When you were dressed and ready, you got out of the shower to find John holding the dildo in his hands.

“Oh, I don’t think I can do anything anymore, John. I’m sore enough as it is.”

“Don’t worry, dove. I just went ahead and got it sanitised for you. We have stuff like that at our disposal here.” He chuckled at you, moving towards you. He couldn’t seem to be able to stay far when you were in the room. He handed you the toy, pondering on what to do as you put it away in a small bag. Now that the cameras were off, the rules didn’t apply anymore. Right?

“Hey, I was wondering if I could get your number, poppy? Just want to message you personally when the videos come out.” Of course, it was only for that reason and nothing else.

“Yeah! Do you have some paper?” He nodded, walking to the nightstand to retrieve the notes and pen from the drawer. You quickly wrote your number down and handed it to him. With that settled, you both gathered everything before leaving the room. He offered to walk with you to your car, and who were you to refuse?

As you reached your car, you tried to stop the heaviness you felt in the pit of your stomach. You knew this was just a price you won, but your brain didn’t quite understand why you had to part with him. You unlocked your car, placing your stuff on the passenger seat. When you turned back around to say your goodbyes to this bear of a man, he opened his mouth before you could say anything.

“Hey, do ya have access to the private channel? Otherwise, I’ll just send the raw footage to you.”

“No, I have access but that’s very kind. Thank you, John.”

“I’ll just send it to you just in case, pet.” Warmth flooded your cheeks as he continued to call you pet names even if you were outside of the room. At your flustered state, John lips twitched into a smile causing the wrinkles you loved to appear at the corner of his eyes.

“Hey, poppy?”

“Yeah, John?”

“Can I kiss you, please?” You simply hummed before bringing his head closer to yours. After everything that had happened, this is what caused fireworks to explode. The kiss was slow, tender and perfect just like what transpired in that room. His hands soon found your hips, encaging you between the hardness of his body and the car. When you felt his bulge start to thicken, you rubbed your cunt on it causing him to gasp. At the access he gave you, you quickly found his tongue. You both took the opportunity; you devoured him, and he let himself be devoured. He explored every crevice of your mouth, committing to memory the feeling of your tongue dancing with his, and you allowed yourself to be explored.

When you finally parted, a string of saliva was connecting both of your lips. His irises were swallowed by his pupils once more, a ring of blue around them. You were sure that you were in a similar state. He gave you a final peck on the lips before detaching himself from you. You felt lightheaded, but fuck did you feel good.

“What was that for? I though you said no kissing?”

“Well, we’re out of the studio, darling and I couldn’t help myself. Consider this my gift to you.” You smiled tenderly at him and finally said your goodbyes. However, just as you were about to enter your car, he quickly grabbed you again to kiss you. A pleased hum left both of your lips before you parted with him once more.

“Alright, bye John and seriously this time.”

“Sorry, pet. Needed to get one last taste. Get home safely!”

“I will, take care of yourself, John."

“I will.”

With that, the both of you went home. One with a heavy heart and the other with butterflies in the stomach.

#pornstar!price #god give me strength i need more

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