The Shy Girl and the Porn Star

Aiden

Cameras move around us and get into position. Elliot shouts out instructions for us even though we have gone through the setup.

“Viper, when Ivory sits on the desk, I want you to drag the ruler along her thigh and lift the skirt so we can all see her pussy. Then spread her legs and tell her how naughty she is. You know the drill. I want sexy.” Elliot, our manager, blows out a breath. I roll my eyes, and Ivory bites her lower lip. “Position everyone.”

It is the classic teacher-pupil scene.

She comes into my office and sits on the corner of my desk. I move around the desk and lick my lips as her legs spread wider.

“You have come for your punishment, I see.” I use a rough tone and tease the mini skirt she has on up for the camera to come in below and get the angle.

She doesn’t have a bra under the white shirt, so her nipples press against the material, dark pink mounds, every guy’s dream. We don’t spend too much time on the teasing as most viewers like watching cock or pussy.

Ivory unbuttons her shirt and her tits fall free. “How are you going to punish me, sir?” She pinches her nipples.

“I’ll start with five lashes.” I smack the ruler in my hand, and it gives a resounding crack. “Then you will suck my cock.” I drop my pants and my hardening cock dangles.

We get naked and she bends over the desk where I spank her ass with the ruler. It’s not hard, but she makes all the right noises. Performance is the key to what goes out. I placed the ruler on the desk. I command her, and she turns around to get on her knees and suck me.

I’m hard and I fist her hair and saliva drips from her mouth and chin as she takes me. It can feel a bit daunting having a camera in close as you get your cock sucked. Ivory is gorgeous, and it isn’t hard to enjoy what she does. Those I’ve worked with in the past are all beautiful, but I have to put feelings aside, as this is just a job for me. Getting involved with another porn star only asks for trouble in the end.

She chokes on my cock for about five minutes before we change positions and I have her spread out on the desk. I go down on her and fuck her with my tongue and fingers until she orgasms, her cries filling the room.

Then I tease the entrance of her pussy with the tip of my cock, the camera getting a close-up. She reaches down and plays with her clitoris as I enter her.

I’ve learned to stay hard for ages as it takes a lot for me to cum. For me, part of it is because although the women I fuck are attractive, I’m not emotionally connected to them. So when I want to cum, I picture a girl I used to have a crush on when I was in high school.

Back then I was the awkward blonde-haired spotty guy, and she was the cute, shy girl. I always wondered what happened to her after we left school. She still holds a piece of my heart because she saw me for me, not the awkward, spotty guy I was. We were each other's first experience. I still remember our first kiss.

When I hit 21 my life changed because a girlfriend joked that because I had a gigantic cock, I should be in porn. Then we broke up.

Five years later, I am known as Johnny Viper on screen.

After changing position, I have her in the doggy position on the floor. “Oh, Johnny!” Ivory screams as I pound her.

I cum hard and roar as I fill her. Then, as I pull out the camera is in close again to capture the cum running out from her pussy. I slap her pussy with my cock and run it up over her ass.

By the time we cut, I grab a robe, and everyone congratulates us for a great performance.

I head through to grab a shower and rinse my mouth out with mouthwash. I have a strict after performance routine that I do. As soon as I walk out of the studio doors, my persona, “Johnny Viper,” vanishes, and I’m just Aiden Carter once more.

“Hey, Aiden. Do you want to go for dinner tonight?” Ivory rushes out after me. “This is your home city, and I thought it would be nice to go out together?” She glances up at me through her lashes.

I’ve been working away from here for the past three years, but I came back as a new studio opened up here.

“Maybe another time? I want to settle into my new apartment and sort a few things out.” I run my fingers through my damp hair.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you next week for the double shoot.” She leans up on her tiptoes and kisses my cheek.

“Yeah, see you then.”

With a click of the lock, I open my car and settle into the embrace of the driver’s seat. I rub my face and let the air rush out of my lungs. A knot of nervousness remains in my stomach about coming back to this city. I’m not ashamed of who I am, but there is always that awkwardness of bumping into someone I know and they recognize me.

I head out and back towards my apartment block. It has underground parking, which is one reason why I picked it. Instead of heading up, I go across the street where a coffee shop is.

I ordered a latte; the rich aroma of coffee filled the air as I waited for it to be prepared. The place isn’t too busy, for which I’m thankful. When my order is up, I take it and thank the barista before leaving.

As I exit the coffee house, someone enters. I step back to let them in. She looks up at me and thanks me, then she stares at me.

“A—Aiden?” As her eyes expand in surprise, her cheeks fill with a vibrant pink color.

It takes me a moment. “Elizabeth?” A surge of adrenaline makes my heart pound, and a quickening fills my groin.

It’s unbelievable that after all these years, I’ve run into the shy girl from high school, the one I think about all the time. Here she is, standing in front of me in the flesh.