Chapter 4: Porn Talent
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Nikkie Janes 2024
I still had an itch fired by my surrender to Felix over twelve months ago. I'd loved the abandonment of it, then the gang-bang with his mates had turned me on more than I would have thought, it wasn't just that they were all Black, although for me at the time that was an added bonus. No, I'd enjoyed getting fucked by plenty of strangers. The relentless nature of being the centre of their attention and how they lusted after my body. It turned me on in ways I'd never imagined in my deepest fantasies.
If I was honest with myself, and being from where I am, that's one character trait we have in abundance, it's brutal honesty, then I wasn't as repulsed by the sex I'd enjoyed with Cheryl as I thought I would have been during our three-way with Simon. She'd been right, once I relaxed, I did enjoy it, she took me to places and did things to me that I had never experienced before. Even if it was as part of a guilt sex thing for Simon and the way I had cheated on him. That's what worried me the most, cheating.
But I still had that itch, and I knew what was causing it.
My boss was insisting that I use the flexitime leave I'd accrued over the last year by working late. Simon had been working away more and more frequently so instead of going home to an empty house I'd worked a couple of hours longer than I was meant to. My boss was happy that the backlog of cases we had to deal with had been reduced, but now he was insisting that I take some leave. Working in Tax Fraud for HMRC meant there wasn't any money to pay me overtime, so extra leave it was. Normally that wouldn't be a problem but once again, and I'm not using Simon's increasing absences from home as an excuse, I'm faced with a week on my own.
I was due a full week off, and was stuck for anything to do to fill my time, then I remembered something, made a phone call and two weeks later I was on my way to another adventure.
The weather as I left Preston was dreary, cold and drizzling, and got worse the nearer I got to my destination. My mood didn't match the weather, it was upbeat but nervous.
Leaving the train at Euston I got the tube to my destination in South London.
Letitia greeted me at the door and showed me to Felix's office then went and got us all some coffees.
"So Helen, you blocked me for ages and then out of the blue you got in contact again."
"Well Felix, I didn't expect you to film and photograph what happened that night. I was annoyed and upset with you, so what else did you think I'd do?"
"Okay, point taken, but are you sure you want to go through with what you're suggesting? It's pretty extreme. Once you've done it, there's no going back, everything you do will be there for anyone to see and you might lose your anonymity, although I doubt that Simon will ever find out, but there's no guarantee."
"I know, and I suppose it's a risk I'm prepared to take. I've got to be true to myself." Letitia smiled at me and I wondered why she was here with us.
"I've fixed up a meeting with Toby later this afternoon for you," she said, so she knew what was in the offing. "But he's asked Felix to take some preliminary photos of you. Naked photos. You okay with that?"
Wow, I thought, I hadn't expected that, but then again what had I expected? "Yeah, sure."
"Okay, let's go and get your makeup done and then we can start." Did I pick up an emphasis on the we part of that? Surely not.
Letitia had me strip off completely and didn't hide her appraisal of my body, but she didn't say anything. Then she did my makeup, including all over my body using a mask which she said would tone down the shine of my skin to stop it reflecting into the camera too much.
"Put those on," she said, indicating a set of dark blue lacy underwear. "Felix doesn't like to start with the girl naked, but don't worry you soon will be." She handed me a wrap and led me into the studio where Felix was set up with a couple of assistants helping him. That was a shock, I'd expected us to be alone, like the last time, but no.
Soon Felix had me posing for him, encouraging me to strike different poses for his lens. Letitia was quick to either put me into position, or demonstrate what Felix wanted. All this was while I was wearing the underwear they had provided. At times Letitia was getting very hands-on in posing me, her hands lingering more than they needed to.
"Okay, ditch the undies, and stand up straight looking into the camera." I did as I was told, feeling no embarrassment at all. Everyone was professional doing their jobs, they weren't even looking at me as a naked woman, just an object to be lit and posed to obtain the best image.
One pose that stood out for me was when Felix had me sitting on the ground, half facing the camera, my arms were shielding my tits, while I had my near side leg crossed over the other stopping my cunt from being seen. It was erotic more than outright sexy.
After that pose, we took a break and that's when things changed. As I walked back onto the set Letitia joined me, stripping off her clothes as she did. God she was stunning, her muscles rippled underneath her skin which glowed with health.
"You okay posing with 'Titia?"
"Errr, yeah sure." Why hadn't I thought that there might be lesbian stuff in what I was going to do? I still wasn't that keen on it despite the times with Cheryl.
Felix took a load of shots of the two of us in various poses, up close, hands on each other's hips, etc. All very sexy and teasing but nothing outright blatant in sexuality. You've probably seen lots of similar things on the web.
After about a couple of hours hard work, we had finished and got dressed again. Felix hadn't even looked at me in any sexual way and hadn't made a play for me either. I must admit I was disappointed, if I'm honest with myself I was in the mood for some BBC.
As soon as I was dressed, Felix took me to his car and we started the journey to begin my next adventure properly.
I was as nervous as a lost kitten walking into a scrapyard and coming face to face with the angry guard dog as Felix drove me to our meeting with his friend Toby. Although the photo session had done something to relax me somewhat.
We arrived at an industrial unit in South East London and parked up in front of one of the larger units. There were a couple of high-end cars parked in front. Obviously, porn pays, at least for the producers.
The sign on the front announced it belonged to
F&T Productions.
Felix guided me inside to a small reception area that gave no hint of what actually happened here. He greeted the receptionist as an old friend and we were quickly escorted to a small office that was furnished with a modern but small desk, a couple of office chairs, a sofa and a couple of armchairs, all in leather and chrome. A bit like Felix's set-up. These guys must use the same office supplier or interior designer, I thought to myself as I sat on the sofa with Felix beside me.
Soon, a man of about Felix's age joined us and introduced himself as Toby. Felix and Toby exchanged handshakes and Toby kissed me on both cheeks, at the same time appraising my body.
"So Tobes, this is Helen, the lady I told you about."
"Yeah, I can see that. Helen, Felix's pictures of you don't do you justice. Although I've not had a chance to look at the latest ones in much detail just yet."
'Jesus,
' I thought to myself,
'another flattering bullshiter.'
"So Helen, my best friend Felix says you're interested in doing a little film work with me."
I swallowed nervously before replying, "Yeah, I might be."
"Why?"
"Err... well Felix told me about you and I'm looking to try something different. Something a bit more exciting than my job working for HMRC. Not full time of course, maybe a one off film, or a bit part in something. But I'm also worried if my husband were to ever find out about it."
Toby seemed to consider this for a moment. "Okay, I admire your honesty, but I'd be taking a bit of a risk for one film. I've worked with a couple of married women before, so that's no problem for me, but your husband not knowing is different."
Taking the plunge I blurted out, "What do I have to do to convince you, I'm worth the risk?"
"Come on, man, you know every new piece of talent is a risk for you," Felix interjected.
"Yeah, I know, man. But she's older than a lot of the new stuff that comes to the industry. That could be a risk with the marketplace, but I've got a couple of ideas about that anyway. Helen, how long are you in London for?"
"I've got the rest of the week."
"Cool. Now how experienced are you?"
"Well, I'm married..."
"At fucking I mean. Hard core fucking with strangers, guys or girls, you've only met a couple of minutes before."
"Never had any complaints."
"I can back that up," said Felix, stroking my thigh as he spoke.
"Yeah, I did a DP with Felix and my husband, and I've gang-banged some of Felix's mates. Sly, Curtis, Desmond, Leroy and of course Felix as well."
"So you're not bothered about fucking a couple of Black guys then? Not that I deal exclusively with that genre, if I give you a spot there will be a chance to work with both Black and White guys at the same time. And if you've fucked all those guys and survived you must be pretty good."
"As I said, no complaints."
"Okay, stand up, let's see what I'd be working with. Strip down to your bra and panties."
This was my last chance to call an end to things, but like everything in my recent past, I went with my gut feeling and lust-driven instincts. I stood up and quickly did as Toby asked, then without asking I moved so that I was standing directly in front of him. His eyes roamed over me as if I was a piece of meat. A swirl of his hand made me turn around.
"Okay, nice figure for your age, but great legs. Helen, those legs are sensational."
"So's what's between them," Felix joked.
"Helen I want to see you naked now, everything off, then stand still and don't move. I want to look at your tits, then you'll know when I want you to spread your pussy lips for me."