Before the world tour and before the album there was a veil of secrecy around Serena Pages new project. "Love on a Porn Set" was a closely guarded secret and Serena Page had carefully chosen who to work with to keep things under wraps. One such person was high end fashion designer Elisha Giovanni who Serena had contacted early during the project development. Elisha was a smartly dressed Italian who had worked her way up in the fashion design industry and worked as a consultant on films and music videos for celebrities. After meeting with Serena in her Californian villa Elisha was hired to design the overall fashion aesthetic for the album as well as the look and feel of one of the music videos.
However 3 months down the line Elisha was having difficulties.
"I'm just not sure that the current designs are bold enough," said Serena over the Zoom call. "I really like them but I'm trying to go further and sexier than anyone else with this album. I want that shock factor you know? I want people to gasp and not believe what they're seeing. Is that something you can work on?"
"Yeah of course I can work on that," said Elisha "I'll get some new mock-ups over to you at the end of the week."
"Great," said Serena "I do like the aesthetic you're going with I just want you to push it further. I want you to come in with something that I have to reign you back on. Don't worry about going too far."
"Ok," said Elisha although there was a hint of doubt in her voice as she ended the video call. Serena was asking for something that she'd never dealt with before. This was an A-list pop star wanting to combine the slutty with the sophisticated.
As the weeks rolled by Elisha and Serena became more and more frustrated as progress ground to a halt on the project. Elisha would return with a new range of sexy outfits and designs and Serena would keep insisting Elisha needed to go further. Additionally Elisha had yet to find a central theme to tie the aesthetic together and so instead was beginning to aimlessly try random iterations with little positive effect. Serena was starting to sense the issues and, worried about the expanding timeline for the project, set Elisha an ultimatum.
"Come back in a month with your final attempt at a design. If it doesn't work we'll have to try someone else and pay you for your time."
Elisha was happy to know she was still getting paid for her services but miserable that she was struggling to fulfil the brief. It also felt somewhat embarrassing to be chided by someone 3 years her junior even if that person was an A-list pop star. Moreover Elisha wanted to deliver for Serena and she wanted her designs to be centre stage when the album dropped even if she had requested anonymity. But with that being said, she also had no idea how to give Serena what she wanted. The task felt impossible, herculean, and she only had a month left for a final attempt.
As the days and weeks again started to fly by Elisha was getting anxious. She had no designs ready to display and was hopelessly out of ideas. She was about to give up when an offhand conversation with her friend one evening began to turn the tide.
"I'm just struggling with this project. The client keeps wanted to push the 'sexy' boundary but I'm having trouble coming up with ideas. Honestly I think I'm just going to call her tomorrow morning and say I can't deliver on this."
Elisha's friend turned to her as she finished taking a sip on her cocktail.
"This isn't like you, you're normally great at coming up with ideas. Why is this one so difficult?"
"Seren-, The client keeps asking me to go further and further with the designs and I don't know how to."
"What do you mean further and further, like?"
"Like, sluttier and sluttier," said Elisha.
"And why are you having trouble with that?"
"I guess... I mean... I don't know,"
"It sounds like you're holding back for some reason. Kinda weird for you, I remember what you were like in college."
Elisha blushed as she thought back to her college days. Now a somewhat distant memory.
"Yeah but that was a long time ago I don't know if I..."
"I think you need to lean into your own sluttiness again. You never had a problem with that in the past, maybe it could help with this project. Food for thought, speaking of which, I'm starving, let's order."
The conversation drifted off to other things as the night progressed but afterwards she kept returning to that remark. Maybe she did need to delve deeper into the slutty angle and dig up some of her older habits and desires. If anything it couldn't hurt to try.
That evening a slightly drunk Elisha returned to her apartment and started rummaging through the top of her wardrobe. On the top shelf at the back was an old and dusty box filled with assorted knick knacks. Souvenirs from holidays past, trinkets from craft fairs and at the bottom of the box a small and innocuous photo album. Elisha flicked open the photo album. She'd not looked through the photos in a long time but now desperate for inspiration started her way through.
The first few pages were typical photos from nights out at University, with Elisha surrounded with friends at clubs and parties but the tone soon changed. The first explicit photo was a well-lit bedroom. A naked Elisha was lying on a bed as the photographer stood over her. The next few photos showed the same view with one capturing the finale of the long ago evening of passion. Elisha was still naked on her back on the bed but now sported a chest and face covered in cum which she was halfway through licking up.
The next series of photos showed Elisha riding her boyfriend but they were clearly taken by a third party. Elisha thought back to how hot that evening was where her friend from the bar and her boyfriend had fucked and filmed one another. The following photos showed her friend also naked and taking a dick as the girls had swapped positions. Some photos were also taken by Elisha's boyfriend and featured the two women eating one another's pussies with Elisha crouched over her friend in 69, her warm wet hole fully on display. The last photos in the album again ended with a cum covered Elisha but included some additional shots where she'd been fucked again whilst still wearing her boyfriend's warm load. The last photo was of a smiling Elisha, legs akimbo sporting a creampied pussy and a glazed chest and face.
As Elisha looked at this photo and thought back to simpler times she noticed the edge of the photo was folded over. Her bar friend was the budding photographer and had got the photos discretely printed and put into an album for her 21st birthday. Elisha removed the photo from the plastic sleeve and turned it over. On the back was an old message she'd not seen before:
"I always love looking through the photos of this evening. Fucking you and your boyfriend was really hot and still turns me on even now. Sometimes I think the only clothes you need to wear are your boyfriends cum, you look so good in it. Hopefully these photos remind you of that in the future"
Elisha blushed after reading the message but she couldn't help but agree with the sentiment. She did look good covered in cum. She wore her old boyfriends cum with a confidence and carefreeness which jumped off the page. She looked so comfortable that you could almost forget she was fully naked and freshly fucked, as if this was her totally natural state of being. Elisha's cute pink pussy and tight asshole front and centre in the photo certainly drew attention though, especially as you could clearly see her boyfriend's large load leaking out.
It was at that moment that Elisha had an idea. If Serena wanted slutty, Serena was going to get slutty.
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Elisha had spent the following week frantically designing and sketching up a series of new concepts. The deadline with Serena was the following Monday and she only had a handful of days left to prepare for the final meeting. As the end of the week approached Elisha finished up the mood boards and design sketches. However her pièce de résistance was still causing issues. Sunday morning rolled around and Elisha still wasn't ready. Just as she was starting to feel despondent her phone buzzed as a new message came through.
"Sounds fun, we'll see you Monday morning"
It was game time, the last piece of the puzzle was in place.
