Shortly after I turned 18 this year, one of my many boyfriends convinced me to do a porn with him. I was really broke at the time from running up my new credit card and needed the money and figured what the hell you know? He had hooked up with some porn producer in Montreal who was offering good money to couples willing to fuck on camera and given the fact that we a) fucked all the time anyways and b) were both pretty broke, jumped at the chance. I’ll try anything once.
Anyways, there was a point where he was standing up and I was down on my knees, in my panties with no bra, giving him a blow job for the camera. The director made us stop and told my boyfriend that he needed to talk more. My boyfriend (who was usually quite vocal in bed) didnâ€™t seem to want to talk much but they thought we were hot together and liked what they saw. He didnâ€™t have a problem calling me a whore in private, but for some reason in front of others, the cat had his tongue, so to speak.
So the director decided to do it for him and gets right up behind him, while Iâ€™m still going down on him ferociously with the camera pointed on me so they don’t give away that my boyfriend wasn’t the one talking and some french director has his head on my boyfriend’s shoulder giving the usual porn dialog you would come to expect like â€˜Suck that cock you dirty slut, you like that you dirty whore.â€™ etc, but he has this really thick French accent that made him sound like Pepe Le Pew from the old Looney Toon cartoons. So Iâ€™m there on my knees, looking at my boyfriend who is borderline laughing his ass off and this French porn director pretending to be his voice but Iâ€™m trying to keep a straight face with a cock in my mouth cause the camera is zoomed in on me and me only.
Thankfully he busted his load rather quick, they called the end of the scene, and I ran into the restroom and laughed hysterically for five minutes. That was my first and last foray into the world of porn. Now I save being a slut for behind closed doors and dirty bathrooms in bars for the most part.
Jessica Simpson needs to realize however, that sometimes your calling is just chosen for you. You can try to go into other areas of work, but when destiny has itâ€™s path laid out in front of you, you canâ€™t fuck with it. All the cards are right there on the table, you just got to accept it and roll with it.
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