"Hi everybody!" Jessica Alba shouted with an overly enthusiastic smile. "I'm Jessica Alba and this is Starlets to Sluts!"
There was a very satisfied smile on Jermaine's lips as he looked at the young starlet. She was dressed in a crop top just barely dark enough to hide her nipples and a pair leather hip hugger painted on pants. A pair of matching stiletto boots along with her hair being down in shoulder length curls made her look almost as she had in Dark Angel. It was such a shame that such a great show had been canceled. Oh well.
Jermaine was a nothing in the Hollywood world. He hadn't been on the road to stardom, or written a huge blockbuster. The only thing he'd ever really been interested in was being a porn director. People like Max Hardcore, Jim Powers and Mason were his heroes. The man he idolized was Ken Logan though. In October of 2004 Ken Logan, a small time action star, had opened a company called Red Carpet Facials. His goal had been to humiliate all of the biggest stars in Hollywood. As far as Jermaine knew only a single edition had ever been filmed staring Lindsey Lohan. It was amazing to the point of being inspirational. It changed Jermaine's life. Instead of just filming porn he would get every starlet he could, he would finish the dream his hero had started.
That path had led him down a lot of difficult tasks. It's hard to get a well known starlet to do a movie for you. Especially after the short lived but very famous Red Carpet Facials had hit the market. Most of them had some dirt on them but not nearly enough to let themselves be filmed and degraded the way Jermaine wanted to. They had enough money that no normal man was going to be able to buy them off. So what's a man to do?
It's really quite simple actually. Just slip the contract into the huge pile of other things they are signing. Anybody whose ever had to work on a real contract knows that after a while you aren't even asking what this piece of paper means, you just scan for the x's and put your name or initials beside them. Once your name is on something it becomes a lot harder to deny. If you're thinking she could ignore it, you're right she could. She could wait for me to go to the tabloids and the damage she could do to my very empty pockets wasn't even close to the damage I could do to her reputation. I also agreed not to release the video to the public for a minimum of ten years with an extension if she was still a big name in a decade. I won't say she didn't kick and scream and promise a lot of horrible things but in the end she was exactly where I wanted her.
Jermaine's best friend Brandon walked onto the screen and took a seat on a bright yellow leather couch. The couch was a tip of the hat to Max Hardcore whose yellow couch was just short of legendary. "Jessica lets hear a little about yourself."
"Well I'm currently filmin-"
"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU'RE FILMING!!!" Both men shouted in unison silencing the insulted actress.
"Nobody is here to hear about how you were in Idle Hands or Fantastic Four we're here for one reason. You know what that is Jessica?" Brandon said.
Ms. Alba turned back to the camera putting on her award winning smile and nodded. "You're here to see me to turned into a cum guzzling sperm dumpster." It had to be the finest line she'd ever delivered, a perfect smile and sparkle in her eyes.
"Good. But first we should work them up a bit." Brandon motioned for me to turn on the radio. I reached out quickly turning it on to some random music station and looked back to Jessica.
She stared at the camera uneasily. "Wha-what do you want?"
"Strip you stupid bitch." He answered.
"Like dance?" He nodded in response and she looked at the floor for a moment. Jermiane thought he could see the beginnings of a tear but when she looked up she had her beautiful smile intact and started swaying her hips to the music. She really was wasted in acting. He'd only seen a few girls that looked as good as she did dancing.
Her hands smoothly traced her hips upward cupping her breasts and turning her back to the camera. She looked back over her shoulder staring through her own curls as her finger slipped beneath the hem of her shirt and started teasingly inching it up. As soon as her breasts were free she snatched the shirt off turning back to face me teasingly hiding her breasts behind the shirt. She dropped it away then spinning perfectly in place to spread her legs and lean down grasping her ankles. Ms. Alba's ass looked fantastic wrapped in leather; you could see every detail of her rump. While Jermiane was distracted she was unzipping her boots and deftly stepping out of them. Jessica leaned over staring at the camera between her legs and smiled again before snapping upright. She peeled quickly unbuttoned her pants and peeled those down, leaning down till her clothing was completely removed then turning back to face the camera in all her glory.
Brandon only let her enjoy herself for a second before he snatched up a handful of her hair and spun her around into his arms slamming his lips to hers. It was a dream to see the combination of fear and lust flooding the young starlet's eyes as he violated her. Jermaine didn't think anybody had ever just taken her like that before. When he reached down and lifted her up by her ass Jermiane almost dropped the camera. She was perfect, a nice tight asshole and tanned flesh. "I hope you're ready to suck dick." He growled dumping her on the couch and unzipping his jeans.
He quickly whipped his jeans and boxers off then put one foot on the back of the couch and took her head in both hands. Jermiane don't think Jessica realized what he was going to do until he yanked her head forward. There was no place for Jessica to escape to, both her hands moved to Brandon's hips trying to push him off her as he abused her throat. Every time he bottomed out she made the sexiest gasping choke sounds and her eyes squinted tighter.
Jermiane made sure he was getting a good shot as the tears started to run down from Jessica's eyes and she continued to struggle for air. Saliva started leaking from the corners of her mouth squishing out around his cock every time he thrust into her mouth. "Not bad." He whispered pulling his cock from her mouth and smearing spit all over her face.
"You bastard!" She shouted reaching up to slap him. Instead he just caught her wrist and yanked her to the head of the bed leaning her backwards over the arm and slamming his cock back into her gullet. There isn't a sound in this world as sexy as hearing a woman gag on eight inches of cock or a sight prettier than a girl's face covered in her own saliva. Jessica's face was so covered in spittle that you could barely tell there was a girl underneath it all. Her eyes were plastered shut and Jermaine don't even know how she could have been breathing with her nose plugged up like that. She was thrashing against his cock which was lodged in her throat at this point. Each time he thrust Jermaine could see her cheeks stretching outward. He had to give him credit, Jermaine would have come long before he pulled out of the sputtering starlet and laughed.
