Serena Page Popstar Whore Pt 05

"What do you mean new album? Didn't you just finish the Byzantine world tour?" asked Sara.

The fashion designer and her employee and model had dismounted the table and the dildos but under Serena's gentle insistence had stayed naked in the workshop. It seemed rather pointless dressing as the fashion studio was now completely empty as it was well after hours. Plus Serena had already seen plenty already. The 3 women now huddled around the workbench talking, Serena elegant in her black business dress and Sara and Elisha practically feral in their post coital nudity.

"Did you get her to sign the NDA as well?" queried Serena to Elisha as she gestured in Sara's direction.

"Yeah of course, anyone working on your new designs was made to sign it. I kept details very scant though. An NDA only gets you so far especially when people are willing to risk it for a big pay day from the press." Elisha explained, whilst turning to look at both Serena and Sara.

"Good, well I guess we can talk freely then. So where to begin? Ok well this new album is going to big, I'm pulling out all the stops for it. I'd contacted Elisha to help with designs and the fashion aspects. I think we, err, CAME to a conclusion on the fashion part didn't we?" Serena smiled devilishly at a suddenly blushing Elisha and an oblivious Sara. A moment of silence passed between the women as Serena's cheeky words hung in the air. And then it finally clicked for Sara.

"Oh my god. The skimpy panties and bodysuits. That? That can't be for you? Surely?" Sara stammered, her eyes wide in disbelief.

"Haha is that what Elisha has been cooking up for me, I'd love to see that. I mean that's why I came here actually, to see what new designs Elisha was working on. But in answer to your question. Yes. And so much more. So very much more." Serena said with a deft smile.

Sara didn't know what 'so very much more' meant but based on the look on Serena's face it involved a hell of a lot more than some tiny panties and risqué bodysuits.

"Oh and they're not panties by the way" Elisha chimed in.

"I mean. Well. They are panties but they're supposed to be cum themed."

"Jesus Elisha," retorted Sara "And you wanted me to model those for a fashion shoot? What do you take me for?"

Sara turned to face Elisha with a less than amused look on her face. It was Serena who broke the sudden tension first.

"Well based on your recent performance, I'd say you were a whore." Serena chuckled.

Sara spun to face Serena, anger welling in her face and fists beginning to clench. Before she could say a word Serena continued.

"I meant that as a compliment, though I can see now it didn't sound like one. Having said that your pussy is out and I just watched you fuck your boss and ride a dildo on camera for the last 30 minutes. So I don't think you have a leg to stand on, honestly."

Serena smirked as Sara looked down in shame at the cutting words, the weight of what she'd just done and how she'd performed, was heavy on her shoulders. It was bizarre to be naked at work and even more strange to still be naked as 'The Serena Page' laughed at your debauchery. Buried beneath the shame though was a growing modicum of pride, who else could say they 'performed' for Serena Page even if that did mean burying her face in her bosses pussy.

For now though shame still dominated and it was only the slight rustle of clothing which made Sara slowly look up from her downward gaze. She saw the crumpled black dress first as it puddled around Serena's ankles on the floor. Then as she slowly turned her head upward, she was greeted by a bare waxed pussy, naked tits and finally a smiling Serena.

"I told you I meant it as a compliment. I'm a whore too, and with this new album I'm planning on showing the world."

Sara suddenly felt less naked in her nudity and much less ashamed. If anything seeing Serena suddenly naked validated her own exposure and her inner pride only continued to grow.

After the shock of seeing the world's biggest popstar naked wore off the nervous tension in the room eased to a more chilled discussion of ideas and enthusiasm about the new album. The three women, now all of them in their birthday suits stood around the workbenches as they all talked about the new album.

"So how many songs have you written so far?" Elisha asked.

"About 35 demos. Give or take. I mean they're in no way finished and I want to edit the lyrics to a bunch of them but they're starting to take shape. I need to cut them down to 10 or 12 for the album as well. It's a shame though because I think there's a solid 20-25 song's which are A-tier material, maybe even more when we get in the studio to record properly. I guess maybe that could be a future album or an EP if the record company is on board. But that's not the best bit. My main idea about the album currently is to slowly build towards a big reveal at the end."

"Oh, Oh, What's the ending gonna be?" Sara almost bounced with excitement, she'd been a moderate Serena fan for years "Don't worry I won't leak it, I hate people who spoil things for others. Plus you know, the NDA." questioned Sara.

"Well so, it's pretty crazy but I was gonna do a sextape for the finale music video. Everyone else is 'leaking' them for clout so I thought it would be extra hot to shoot one properly and release it for the album. It could be my short dip into the porn industry and I think it would cause a buzz. What do you think?"

An amazed and excited Sara began to reply enthusiastically before she was quickly cut short by Elisha.

"Tame."

The single word hit Serena square in the face as she turned to face Elisha in surprise. People didn't often challenge her and especially not when it came to her music ideas.

"What the fuck do you mean tame?" it was Serena's turn to glare, this time at Elisha. But before she could launch into an angry and indignant diatribe Elisha continued.

"I think it's tame. So what? You do a sextape at the end of the album. Big whoop. You said it yourself, everyone else is doing that. That hardly sounds novel, hardly sounds like pulling out 'all the stops'. If you're gonna get your pussy out and show it off, at least do it properly."

Elisha didn't know what had come over her. She'd never talked to a client so curtly and rudely before, especially not one as rich and famous as Serena. But Serena had irked her. For months she'd been pushing her to design more boldly and more scandalously than ever before, for an album whose scope she hadn't bothered to properly define. Elisha had performed a threesome on camera and displayed her dripping creampied cunt to a group of office workers, all in some obtuse way of developing the look and feel of the new album. To hear Serena say her big plan was 'just' a sextape. It felt hollow, empty, even if it was a crazily transgressive thing for a superstar like Serena to do. It was just nowhere near the spectacle Elisha would brainstorm, no, fantasise about, when thinking about the new album late at night.

"And what the fuck do you mean by properly" Serena almost snarled when she spoke.

Elisha knew she shouldn't continue but she couldn't help herself, the Rubicon had been crossed.

"Well you kept wanting to push things further, so go further. You said you wanted to show the world what a whore you are, so fucking show them. Instead of ending the album on a sextape, open with it. Fuck on the very first music video. Spread those legs and show it all off to the world like the slut you truly are."

Elisha sat back on the workbench as her breathing started to fluster again.

"And what should I do then?" Serena angrily and sarcastically queried, her usual popstar confidence now shaken by Elisha's outburst.

"There's no such thing as 'dipping your toes into porn', if you want to be a pornstar fucking act like one and fucking show it off. None of this 'tee-hee I filmed a sextape aren't I special shit'. Commit to it. Show your holes, a lot. Get fucked, a lot. I think for every song on the album you should be getting fucked. Now that would be something worth seeing. That would be something BOLD, as you so eloquently put it before."

Elisha had almost unknowingly leant back on the workbench and spread her legs once more as she berated Serena. A stray hand of hers slowly worked its way down to her pussy.

"Oh you'd like that wouldn't you?" quipped Serena "Seeing me debase myself for the world?"

Serena had barely said the words before Elisha spoke over her again, her voice raised and animalistic.

"Yeah, I'd love it. And so would everyone else. And you know what? I think you'd love it too. I think you'd love to spend a whole album showing off every part of yourself as a bunch of guys and girls take turns on you. I saw how wet you were when I fucked those two guys in front of you for that 'design presentation' or whatever that really was. You were wearing a dress and panties and I could still tell you were creaming yourself. You definitely wanted to join us. Slut."

Elisha was rubbing her pussy again as she stared down Serena, her eyes were intense with a primal passion and a fierce lust as she tore Serena apart with her words. She didn't care about losing Serena as a client anymore, nothing else mattered but her hands on her sex and her mind being spoken.

"And you know that cum theme you seem to love so much, I think you should put your money where your mouth is and wear it for real. You'd look great on a stage showing your new look off to everyone. The world should see their number one popstar in a proper 'uniform'."

Elisha's eyes were half-closed now as she furiously rubbed her pussy. She once again didn't care who was watching. From the corner of her eye she spotted Sara hit record on the camera again.

"I'd want a creampie as well" Serena said plainly.

The shock of Serena's admission in the middle of their heated argument stunned Elisha into silence. She could only look wide eyed and opened mouth at Serena whilst her fingers continued to dance across her groin. Before she could respond the naked Serena walked over to the workbench and dove her mouth directly onto Elisha's warm wet pink hole.

"mmm, mmm, if you want a whore. I'll give you a fucking whore" moaned Serena angrily but lustfully.

Elisha closed her eyes once more and leant her head back as Serena's tongue went to town on her clit. Her juices were already starting to flow before Serena's tongue had danced across her flesh but now Elisha's cunt was gushing. Serena made no moves to escape and stayed the course as she eagerly lapped at Elisha's entrance.

"God I fucking love it" moaned Serena again.

"Erm, Serena." A nervous Sara spoke up as Elisha's pelvis gyrated hard against Serena's face. "Shall I stop the camera?"

Serena turned her head but her eyes didn't meet Sara's, instead she looked down the barrel of the camera lens.

"No, you wanted to see a whore, let me show you a whore,"

Serena gave a wink and a smile to the camera before placing a hand on her butt and pulling her cheeks apart.

"What was that about showing all my holes? Well here they are, I hope you like them"

Sara and the camera got a full view of Serena's rear as she fully showed herself off. Even with the subdued lighting inside the workshop there were hints of Serena wetness. The moist folds of her pussy glistened in the workshop spotlights and her clear liquid was already beginning to run down her legs. Her small pink puckered asshole was also fully visible as Serena stretched her cheeks open for the camera.

"God I want you to lick my pussy," Said Serena hungrily.

"Well then get up here. Whore!" Elisha retorted.

The once burning anger inside Serena had now been replaced by a burning lust. If she wasn't so incredibly horny she'd have been embarrassed about how right Elisha had been about her. Ever since she'd tagged along with Evie, her best friend and roommate, to Studio Fifty-Whore she'd known this was a life she wanted to try. Before the fame and the glitz and glamour a struggling Serena had looked out onto a porn set and watched her budding popstar friend bare it all for the camera. And not only that her shy Evie who was normally a reclusive wallflower had happily accepted a large meaty present in both her mouth and pussy.

Seeing how Evie had so eagerly displayed herself whilst she had taken a dick hard and fast had changed something deep within Serena. Sure she had been turned on but it was something more, something primal, she knew she belonged up there, on that set, in front of those cameras. She was so sure she'd signed up for her own 'modelling' session on the spot, happy to ditch a music career which was failing to launch. She was somewhat disappointed when her debut EP took off shortly thereafter and her popstar career was back on.

Serena and Evie's paths diverged after that, Serena summiting the heights of the pop industry and Evie veering off into adult film. Serena had tried to bring Evie with her on her climb to the top of the music industry but Evie had been steadfast. She enjoyed showing off too much. As work and touring took centre stage the prospect of stripping nude and taking cock slowly disappeared from Serena's life. But a small flame still burnt inside her, it would rise up when she took to the stage to sing and it would explode when she'd watch Evie's latest videos, imagining it was her up there getting it for all to see.

In a way, Serena realised that pushing Elisha to be bolder was really a surrogate for herself. She wanted someone to give her permission to experience a life she'd always fantasised about. She just never imagined it would be Elisha to call her bluff in such a frank and open manner.

As Serena climbed on top of Elisha a more emboldened Sara picked the camera off the tripod and moved in closer. The two women began exploring each other with their hands and tongues as their 69 began in earnest. Serena had never felt more alive as she exposed herself and fucked with abandon. And Elisha seemed to be enjoying herself too as her soft moans could be heard between the slick sounds of her tongue working their magic on Serena's intimate folds.

As Sara looked on and filmed, her own juices began to build until she too sported a wet vagina and throbbing clit. Feeling left out she returned the camera to the tripod and moved in closer to the writhing mass of women on the table.

"Can I join in please," said Sara coyly.

"Serena looked up from her hunched over position on Elisha's pussy and smiled.

"Well of course, but let's form a ring, I don't want anyone left out."

Serena motioned for the women to clear a space on the floor and to lie down. As she did so she repositioned the camera to point down on them all from above. The 3 women instinctively formed a ring of bodies on the floor where each of their mouths was positioned against another's vagina. Serena was now enjoying the fresh juices of Sara as she was being licked again by Elisha. And Sara was happy again to be visiting Elisha's cunt for the second time that day, still wet from her handiwork (or toungiwork) from earlier.

The camera continued to roll as the women writhed with pleasure on the workshop floor, the sounds and smell of sex filling the air and consuming their senses. Elisha couldn't believe her bold outburst had led to such an incredible scene unfolding in front and on top of her. Serena had always seemed slightly domineering and aloof, perhaps due to the fame and keeping people at arm's length. And when brainstorming the album Serena was always the one in control, always curt and calculating with the details. Elisha had no doubt Serena would have followed through on the original album idea but now she knew Serena wanted more. Maybe now that her façade had collapsed a truly bold album was on the cards.

Sara was the first to cum, a wave of pure pleasure rocked through her body as her hips spasmed and stomach muscles clenched and tensed. A proud Serena removed her soaked face from Sara's depths as she gazed upon her partners post coital glory. Serena didn't have long to bask in her achievement though before her orgasm also reached its peak and she came hard on Elisha's face, grinding into it as Elisha pushed ever deeper with her tongue.

"My first orgasm on camera, my first of many." thought Serena.

Lying on her side she turned her hips and opened her legs to the camera, once again showing off her wetness. When she'd started there was only a suggestion of her arousal in the dim workshop lighting but now it was undeniable. Her legs and groin were soaked with her juices and her face was covered with a mixture of Sara's and Elisha's. It felt amazing to lie naked and exposed on the floor not caring who saw and even more so to show off to the camera. Serena was basking in the afterglow of her intense orgasm when she heard a scream and looked over to see Elisha caught in the heights of her own rapture. Sara had dutifully continued to lap at Elisha's mound despite finishing herself earlier and now Elisha had received the fruits of that labour of passion.

The three women lay naked on the floor in a sweaty mess for some time, until finally Sara stood up and turned off the camera.

"That felt incredible," said Serena through ragged breaths. "God I want more of that in my life. No I need more of that in my life. I wish I could show everyone the video, fuck."

Elisha smiled as she turned to face Serena's still nude and sticky body.

"Like I said, if you want bold, be bold, actually commit to a crazy sex fuelled album. Hell I've even got the perfect album name for you. Love on a Porn Set. You can have that one for free" Elisha chuckled.

Serena was no longer angry and now attentively listened to Elisha. Her arousal had died down but a comfortable warmth still burned within in pussy. Hearing Elisha again push her to go further with the new album felt like the permission she'd secretly always wanted. It also reminded her of a conversation she'd had with an indie film director in Berlin, after her latest world tour. For some reason his flippant suggestion that she could shoot real sex scenes like the actors he used for his indie arthouse projects had stuck with her. Why couldn't she perform how she'd always wanted to? Why? Just because she was famous already?

"You'd need to keep it a closely guarded secret until the album release and you'd need to be careful about how you market and spin the content. But I think you could pull it off. I mean you're Serena Page, if any popstar can make a mainstream porn album it's you." Elisha explained.

Serena was already deep in thought, her mind flitting between logistics and finance and that Berlin director telling her to go for it. Her mind was still wandering when Sara interjected.

"Isn't there a risk that people won't believe its Serena starring in the content? I mean if you told someone that the biggest popstar in the world had just released a porn album would you believe it? Even if you saw the videos? A lot can be faked these days, you know?"

Before Elisha could respond Serena's mind came back to the room and she interjected.

"That's a good point, we don't want people writing this thing off as a bunch of CGI or fakery. But I've got an idea for that." Serena said turning to Elisha with a smile.

Elisha raised an eyebrow

"And what's that," she asked.

"A gangbang," said Serena matter of factly "We'll shoot handheld with long unbroken takes and bright overhead lighting so people will know it isn't faked. People won't be able to call foul when they've seen me from every possible angle taking a dick. I think it would be the perfect way to end the album as well. Especially if I'm going all in on this new bold direction you keep talking about. What do you think?"

Elisha smiled this time at Serena's suggestion, this was finally the level of debauchery she'd imagined late at night when she thought about the new album. For Serena it felt strange to suggest something so crazy when originally she'd planned on just a single modest sex tape to finish the album. But this felt exciting and new and scary. She imagined herself on all fours taking it from both ends and knew it would look amazing. And where before she'd been lacking for other music video ideas she was now bursting with crazy slutty concepts. As her mind began to wander again on the many many possibilities Sara spoke.