Dex Dangerfield's Affinity for Swingers, Volume 5
Dex Danger is a big fan of swinging
Dex Danger involves Natalie Lust in making an adult film
Continued from chapter #04:
Sweat dripped from Farrah and Natalie's bodies as they let out cries of pleasure during intercourse. When having sex with other porn stars, they usually faked their orgasms. With Dex, that wasn't necessary.
The three of us went on having sex with each other for twenty minutes before Dex started feeling his semen start to rise from his swollen balls. Excited by the idea of doing so, he chose to fill both of his partners with his cum. He went back and forth, intercourse by intercourse, until there came a moment when he couldn't hold back his sexual excitement. He released his first volley into Farrah's tight, wet and warm pussy. Then he moved on to Natalie's warm, wet and tight pussy, planting his second volley. Switching back and forth, he shot into their pussies until he had poured his semen into each of them three times each. It was as if Dex was a teenager again, constantly horny.
Back and forth, he managed to achieve three times the output without going limp. He ended by firing his final load onto their bare buttocks. He then fell onto them in a loving embrace while trying to get his breath back. Despite having two beautiful, nude women in bed, he attempted to calm his heart rate.
After managing to bring his heart rate back to normal, he sat up and laughed, "Shall we make some coffee?"
The girls rolled their eyes and laughed.
"...CUT!" shouted the director. He got up from his chair, took off his headphones, and put down his script. "That's a wrap!" he declared. The entire crew clapped and cheered for us, Farrah Flower, Natalie Lust, and Dex Danger. We took our bows while enjoying their applause.
"I did it. I truly did it," Dex thought to himself. "I made an adult film with my two new best friends."
This was Dex's first shoot. He was proud of what he accomplished. Although he didn't realize how much effort it takes to perform take after take, it required all the energy and stamina that he had. He marveled at how Ron Jeremy had managed a long career after making so many films at his age.
"Well done," said Johnny, as he shook Dex's hand. "Bravo," he added, clapping. "That was the hottest scene I've seen in a long time."
He laughed while looking slyly at Dex.
"Are you sure that this was your first time making an adult film, Dex?" he asked.
We were led off the set to shower and rehydrate before the after-shoot party where they would take pictures and do an interview advertising their new film soon to be released on DVD.
"You had a fantastic scene. Very impressive, Dex," said India. She gave him her warm smile while staring at him with her big, brown eyes.
"I didn't have much time to try you at the party at the swingers, but I enjoyed what I witnessed," she added, giving him a naughty look and a smile. "You didn't seem to be acting, you looked so natural."
Farrah grinned and seconded her claim. "Well, we could say that we're more than just co-stars," she said, grabbing his arm.
Farrah and Natalie gave him adoring looks and kissed him on the cheeks.
Dex gulped as the realization struck him that what they had was more than just a performance. He could no longer hide their real-life relationship.
India looked up at him, smiling, "I'd like for us to film a scene together, would that interest you, Dex?"
'Interesting,' Dex thought. 'Why would anyone turn down having sex with India Summer? She's just as sexy as she's beautiful.'
Dex Dangerfield Loves Swingers, #05
I carried on creating adult movies over the following months, predominantly with Farrah and/or Natalie. The number of spectators we were pulling in, not to mention the DVDs, seemed to prove that people enjoyed our threesomes. There was a significant demand for us having sex.
As my standing improved and my acting got more proficient, my involvements in these films included the likes of Brandi Love, India Summer, Whitney Westgate, and Bree Daniels. Having no binding contract, I piqued some interest from a few dedicated adult film producers, one of them being Brazzers and Naughty America.
Recognized for having top-dollar adult films with excellent scripts, these production companies had superior directing and scriptwriting, plus more professional editing and cinematography. With these proven attributes, it was tempting to say yes. However, their rivals were brands like Naked Rhino Media. Brandi Love, a professional in the industry, expressed keenness in me collaborating with her company. With no Ron Jeremy by my side to anchor me, the opportunity to learn from her appealed to me the more.
Brandi offers more than just a job. By firing on all cylinders, she's not just a renowned porn star, but also a shrewd businessperson. You can discover a lot from watching and listening to her; insider knowledge, tricks of the trade, technical aspects of film production.
During one of our conversations, I agreed to work with India Summer. Taking things a notch further, we filmed a threesome with Farrah and myself. Following that, we also did a threesome with Natalie and me. Measuring the response, the scenes with India, Farrah, me, and later with India, Natalie, and me generated massive views and youthful interest in our pornography.
Does my career highlight...?
Having India commend me was worth a great deal. Her praise covered the duration I maintained my erections, the frequency with which I ejaculated. She couldn't wait to film more scenes next to me. Not your average porn actress, India has not only a sultry appearance -charming face, sumptuous brown hair and a sensual body- but also, her mind is as sharp as her looks. For her, swinging is much more than a casual expression of desire; it's a lifestyle.
Her latest invitation to a swingers' party was an intriguing change of pace. We attended with Farrah and Natalie in tow. There, we watched as amateur swingers enjoyed themselves. Owing to the professional demeanour of the trio, we didn't get involved; we returned to our room and enjoyed some of our own adult film making.
What sticks in my mind is a scene starring me, Brandi Love, and her. Despite the high esteem I held for her, I found it profoundly amusing to be chosen to play the pool guy in her video.
To shoot this scene, we worked for hours across three days. The initial excitement soon gave way to tedious exhaustion. However, could I resist shooting an adult film with Brandi Love while making love to her over and over again? An experience forever etched in my memory!
Guess what grabbed my attention the most?
It was not her impressive sexual skills, but, rather, her kissing. She put natural effort into it, as if she loved me. It's been a great pleasure collaborating with her.
Interestingly, not unlike my experiences with Farrah, Natalie, and India, Brandi possesses immense intelligence. A successful entrepreneur, her ownership of her production company means she understands the ins and outs of the porn industry. Sharing in this understanding was an enriching opportunity.
So, from working with just Farrah and Natalie, my life had expanded, taking me closer to professionals like Brandi and India.
Cory, similar to India and Brandi, possesses abundant expertise in the adult industry. Despite the challenges, I managed to maintain a clear distinction between my professional porn life and my personal life. My relationship with Farrah and Natalie was incredible; we were both porn actors and incredible friends.
As we became more comfortable with each other's desires and preferences, our sex life became increasingly satisfying. More than simply engaging in sex and making adult movies together, Natalie and I experienced an emotional connection. To accommodate my growing needs, we made the decision to relocate and reside together.
As my salary from my IT job was rather substantial, I earned additional income through making adult films. Being in a relationship with Natalie was an added joy. Given her financial success in creating pornographic content as well, we concluded that we could afford a substantial house, much grander than the apartments we had previously shared.
Although I cohabited with Natalie, we nonetheless maintained a close friendship with Farrah. Initially, Farrah planned to live with us, however, the idea of accommodating her and her potential partners was potentially overwhelming. A complicated scenario could surface if we desired to engage in sexual encounters involving four individuals, which would resemble a pornographic narrative. Thus, we decided that it was best for Farrah to keep her own apartment.
Natalie continued to have a close bond with Farrah. Instead of permanently moving in with us, she preferred to keep her residence separate. She would visit us frequently and spend significant time with us. Then, with her career thriving and receiving multiple job offers, she had less time to attend swinging parties. Her visits with Natalie and me transpired less often.
Surprisingly, Natalie's excitement to continue producing pornographic content dwindle. While filming, she appeared preoccupied and indifferent. On occasion, she seemed more focused on something other than the scene or her partner. It was as if she was merely concerned with concluding the scene and returning home.
Incongruously, recording scenes with me and Farrah seemed to immerse her fully. She was evidently preoccupied. Her time was primarily spent furthering her promising career in modeling and acting, rather than filming additional adult movies.
I had been informed by India and Brandi that the average female adult film career span lasted 3 to 5 years, while male careers lasted 5 to 7 years, if they were talented and constantly in demand. Of course, there were anomalies like Brandi, India, Cory Chase, and several male icons, namely Johnny Sins. An extraordinary instance was Ron Jeremy, with his unparalleled longevity as a porn performer.
Including Ron Jeremy, these individuals had established careers in the porn trade and had subsequently branched out into directing, writing, or producing. Their persistence in maintaining their figures was ultimately crucial, as several were under the impression that having sex with an infinite number of partners was effortless.
Myriad factors contributed to the departure of individuals from the industry, such as turning down lucrative paychecks, losing interest, poor sales, or simply becoming exhausted. Many students featured in these films because they were drawn to the prospect of earning additional money. Others had wanted to try creating a porn movie as a lark, only to realize it was incredibly taxing and less glamorous than they had imagined.
In Natalie's case, she was ecstatic about diversifying and taking on more serious acting roles and modeling opportunities outside of adult films. She even landed a part-time job as a meteorologist on a local television station. Imagine the uproar if her new employer discovered her past as a former porn performer.
However, in spite of her focus on her acting and modeling ambitions, she and I continued to strengthen our romantic bond. Our relationship continued to flourish. On a particular day when I was unoccupied between shooting schedules, I met the guys for lunch to discuss business matters.
We reunited at the restaurant that had become our preferred venue for business discussions or relaxation. We exchanged our typical greetings, be it a hug, a kiss, or a handshake. We then retreated to our usual secluded spot at the back of the establishment.
"What's on your mind, Dex," inquired India?
I looked at her and smiled. She radiated incredible beauty. Observing her while I had shared intimate moments with her, unique experiences arose. It was impossible not to admire India after witnessing her naked and engaging in physical intimacy with her. [
"So, as you know, I feel like Natalie is becoming less interested in and possibly burnt out from making adult films. It seems like she might be nearing the end of her career. Instead of wanting to make more adult films, she's exploring other paths, such as modeling and PG and R rated acting," I shared. "She even accepted a job as a part-time weather person for a local TV station," I added with a chuckle.
Brandi chimed in with a laugh, "I can't help but imagine Natalie giving the weather forecast without thinking about making hot scenes for a porno."
We all laughed as I continued, "People within the industry have noticed her focus drifting. Some even say she's 'too cute for porn' and would be better suited for modeling." I nodded in agreement with India.
"Natalie has always done some modeling and acting on her own and has had some success with it," I explained.
Each of them nodded, acknowledging that it could be the right time for Natalie to move on from the adult film industry.
"Natalie is an amazing woman," Brandi gushed. "I'm so glad to have her as a friend. You're lucky to have her, too."
Surprised by Brandi's comment, I said, "I've also been thinking about my own future in the business. I'm not burnt out or anything, but I'm trying to consider what I can do beyond filming adult movies that could lead to a long-term career."
I paused for a moment.
"I also think there could be a future outside of the camera for Natalie and me," I mused quietly, conscious of sharing too much personal information. "Since we bought a house and moved in together, we've considered taking our relationship to the next level."
Brandi and India beamed with excitement.
"You're talking about...marriage, kids...this is so perfect! A love story with lust and sex!" Brandi laughed.
I smiled and returned her laugh.
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"Brandi, you've done so much behind the scenes," I stated.
I looked at Johnny.
"You encouraged me to think about a career outside of porn. I've been considering what skills I might have that could work behind the scenes," I shared with them. "I mentioned I used to do accounting before I started with you, but I've also done some IT work and programming. What about website creation and maintenance?" I asked, excited about the idea.
India furrowed her brow, "Yes, you've created a few successful websites in your current job. You also have experience in internet security, special effects, and editing."
As they discussed my possible role behind the scenes, they eventually decided.
"Let's talk to some producers about your idea," suggested Brandi. "I've done many movies with Brazzers and Naughty America. I'll tell them about you and see what they think about you working behind the scenes while still filming adult movies."
I was ecstatic, "Thank you so much! I really appreciate your support."
Once again, Brandi smiled and squeezed my hand.
"We all value you highly, Dex, not just as another male talent, but as a friend. We see you as part of our family."
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Several days later, Natalie and I were contacted by Naughty America to be in one of their movies.
"What do they want us to do?" Natalie asked excitedly.
I mirrored her enthusiasm, "Let's find out!"
"We've got a role for you to play – you're gonna be a cheerleader, and I'm your football coach." I chuckled mischievously. "Thoughts on that?"
Natalie was beamingly excited, bouncing in her seat. "Awesome! That's been a dream of mine since forever. Can we do it? Let's make it happen!"
The studio was remarkably swift in organizing everything: the script, location, crew, you name it. It was all set in just a few days. We got the call informing us of the time and location for the shoot. It would take place at a real college gym locker room and the actual coach's office, since they were on break.
Since the school was close by, we decided to drive over ourselves. We arrived early and met with the director, who gave each of us a copy of the script. He pulled me aside and informed me that someone wanted to chat with me before we started filming. I thanked him and set off to find Natalie.
"Natalie, sweetheart, I need to leave for a bit. There's someone here who wants to meet me. It won't take long. I'll be back before we discuss the script and any last-minute instructions." I kissed her lips goodbye.
I spent about 30 minutes away and returned wearing a wide smile.
"What happened?" Natalie inquired curiously.
I shook my head, saving the story for later.
We headed to wardrobe and makeup, then back to the set again. After the director ran through the final checks for lighting, camera, and sound, he gave us the final guidelines for the scene. Once he was happy with our performance, he yelled for "places" and started filming.
Natalie: The Cheerleading Vixen
'Director's cut:'
Wearing my typical athletic shorts, school coach shirt, and running shoes, I was seated at my desk in the coach's office when a knock came at the door.
"Come on in," I said, thinking it was one of my players.
To my surprise, the head cheerleader, a stunning brunette with a saucy 20-year-old frame in her purple-and-white cheerleader uniform, entered my office.
"You wanted to see me, Coach Danger?" she inquired.
I closed the folder in front of me, trying hard not to stare at her in that sexy cheer uniform. "Yes, I do. Come in, Natalie, and take a seat," I instructed sternly.
Trying not to leer at her flawless body, I deepened my breath and continued. "It's none of my business what you do in private, Natalie, but what you do has consequences when it affects the team and the school. You're a smart, young lady, a junior, and head of the varsity cheerleaders – a position with a high level of responsibility and trust. Your main job is to cheer for our football team to win. Your face and body are what represent the school at games, with thousands of fans watching. The pride of many alumni depends on you."
I struggled not to ogle her beautiful legs as she crossed them.
"We rely on the financial support of our boosters to continue our football program," I stated. "We could lose our jobs if we don't deliver. We must act professionally at all times, on and off the field."
She nodded, acknowledging my words.
"Like I said, I don't really care what you do privately, but not when it becomes public. You've been sliding in your grades recently," I reminded her. "You need to focus more on your studies than on your extracurricular activities once the football game is over."
I sighed and opened the folder on my desk.
"How do you explain these images of you taken by the security cameras at the stadium after last week's game?"
I marveled at the beauty of her body as I had already fantasized about it.
I glanced at the folder on my desk, suppressing a sigh. "So, have you been playing for both teams?" I asked, my voice filled with disappointment. "The cassette case contains the images of you having sex in the locker room after the game with one of the players. This is a severe breach of trust and the team's code of conduct. Consider this your official warning."
She could see that I was upset and tried to defend herself. "It was just one time," she stammered.
I shook my head. "We can't have this behavior. You must maintain your professionalism and not let this ruin everything you've worked for."
I closed the folder with a heavy heart. "Let's go over the script and the directions now."
I glanced at her exposed behind and her bare vagina as I extracted the images from my file. Next, I removed even more racy pictures from the file and held them towards her, expecting a response. The expression on her face was a mashup of surprise, shame, and embarrassment due to being found in such a compromising position, stripped down and on her knees while giving blow jobs to two players.
"But how can you be certain it's you?" she questioned defensively. "The images are unclear, and it could've been anyone."
I brought out another image. This time, it was an enlarged view of the cheerleader's wrist.
"I'm confident it was you," I communicated. "See this bracelet that she's wearing in the photo? That's the very same bracelet that you're wearing now."
I detached her wrist and revealing it in front of her face.
"It was definitely you, wasn't it?" I pressed.
Natalie's countenance turned beet red. She concealed her face in her hands and wept with disgrace.
"It was me," she acknowledged. "I'm so embarrassed."
I scrutinized the pictures of her without her skirt and panties, savoring her features with my eyes and observing naked. Her beauty was overwhelming, and my erect cock began to ache looking at her flawless rear and nude vagina.
"Do you have an explanation for your actions?" I inquired.
She sobbed and spoke through her tears.
"It was a couple of teammates, Frank the wide receiver and De Vonne the running back," she disclosed.
I skimmed over the image before she looked up at me.
"It's quite obvious what you were doing, but my chief concern is, why were you doing it on school grounds?" I asked with a touch of interest.
Natalie's tears flowed liberally as she picked up her tissue. After a while, she composed herself and continued.
"They led me to think that if I had intercourse with them, they could arrange for me to have sex with Tim the quarterback, the team captain. With his likely upcoming first-round drafting, he's the man that every girl yearned for," she divulged.
I laughed.
"So, you seriously believed them?" I prodded.
Her regretful visage remained till she nonetheless spoke up again.
"I'm the most gullible woman on Earth to have trusted them. Yes, I legitimately believed them. Oh god," she said. "I would have copulated with the entire football team for the prospect of having sex with Tim. And what did that provide me? I'm currently perceived as a whore."
I nodded my understanding head.
"So, how does this make you feel? Truly? Did you wish to have sex simply because it didn't matter who you were with, or was it all about Tim?" I inquired excitedly.
Natalie shook her head.
"No, it wasn't about the sex," she said. "I didn't desire to engage in intercourse with those guys. They promised me that if I did it for the sake of the team, they'd secure me a date with Tim. They scoffed at me as I objected."
She blushed, rubbed her nose, and softly spoke.
"They revealed how large their genitals were. Unsurprisingly, I perceived their penises as smaller than I'd anticipated."
She lifted her eyes at me, seeking my understanding.
"So, what's next for you? Are you going to be let go from the cheerleading squad and expelled from school? Do you face a form of punishment?" she inquired.
I caressed my beard while pondering what sort of punishment would be suitable for her. She's an intelligent youthful girl, and everyone deserves a second shot. She deserved a penalty worthy of keeping her from repeating this behavior.
"Alright, Natalie, we've got to address your actions. Your behavior was truly despicable. Thus, to ensure you'll never do something like this again, I must give you a fitting penalty."
I stared at her, reflecting on how I could subject her to a punishment. She wasn't one of my football players whose assignment would've been to literally run laps around the field.
"Since I'm your coach, you must face traditional punishment," I said. "Mistreating you would reflect poorly on the school and on me if I neglect to correct your horrible behavior."
Natalie consented.
"I understand, coach. I'll take my penalties regardless of whatever you see fit to give me so that I won't repeat this deed," she said.
"You've been incredibly naughty," I remarked, although it's important to note that she's already 20 years old and technically not a girl anymore. "But you won't be kicked out of school as a consequence."
I gestured towards my lap with my hands.
"Come here and sit on my lap. Your father should've done this, had your mom not divorced him many years ago. You're going to get the spanking you perfectly deserve for humiliating the school, embarrassing me, and embarrassing yourself."
Natalie followed my orders.
"First, lock the door. Then, take your shorts and panties off," I told her.
Surprisingly, she complied without resistance. She stood in front of my desk, staring down at me while appearing confident and unashamed, just like a stripper preparing to dance around a pole. She undid the buttons on her cheerleader's shorts and slid them down to her ankles, revealing her sheer, white underwear.
I found myself unable to avert my gaze from her panties. I examined her delicate pussy mound, her camel toe, and her exposed slit. When she pushed down her panties to her ankles and revealed her shaved, bare pussy, I couldn't help but stare at her once more. Now, I couldn't take my eyes off her naked pussy. Some might liken the effect to a mini drumroll announcing the arrival of a surprise. With a sense of raw anticipation coursing through my veins, I felt like I was on the verge of witnessing a breathtaking sight: a beautiful woman’s most intimate part.
She dutifully removed the remaining articles of clothing and approached my desk, stretching her lush body across my lap. By this point, I'd emerged as a very different type of coach indeed, readying myself to slap the naughty cheerleader's bottom. Yet I found myself fantasizing about squeezing, caressing, and licking her ass while my fingers delved inside her wet pussy. Amazingly, all of this had transpired from a teaching job.
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"I won't give you as many smacks as there are football players you had or intended to have sex with, but I think it's only fair that I give you several swats in order to instill some discipline in you," I said. "Hopefully, after we're done, you'll thank me for the punishment."
As she lay across my lap with her cheeks showing, I lifted the hem of her mini skirt high, exposing her attractive, dark buttocks. With a certain amount of trepidation, considering that there's more to this situation than what meets the eye, I brought my hand down swiftly and mildly.
"SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!"
"Thank you, Coach Danger. I've been absolutely terrible. I've been incredibly weak," she said, biting her lip as she blushed. "Please, can I have some more?"
Surprised at her eagerness, I had no idea that my spanking had stirred her sexually. As my erection strained against my shorts, I had a clearer view of her perfect bottom, lining up for a spanking of its own. I hadn't expected one of my cheerleaders to appear as though nude across my lap, but now I'm ready to deliver the punishment.
"Are you certain, Natalie?"
She beamed a radiant grin.
"Yes, Coach. I've been unacceptably bad. I'm eager to learn my lesson and have you continuing to discipline me. I promise to never embarrass you or the team again."
Her outfit had been completely removed from her body, revealing her bright red, injured behind to me. I examined her bottom more thoroughly, noticing the red impressions left behind by my hand. I was no longer able to tear my eyes away from her sumptuous, round ass. F F F
"Okay. I'll give you another two, harder swats, followed by a thorough interrogation," I remarked.
Natalie wriggled eagerly, anticipating my powerful, stinging blows. I shifted my hand and struck her bottom as forcefully as I could.
'SWAT! SWAT!'
"Thank you, Coach. I merit my punishment. If you feel like punishing me once more, I wouldn't object at all," she said while still on my lap. "I promise to behave like a proper young woman."
Although I was astonished by her desire, Natalie's words held genuine conviction, as her eyes filled with gratitude and erotic arousal. Her round, firm bottom now bore numerous, intense, red handprints, and my palm ached from the force of the final two swats. I simply couldn't look away from her exquisite ass.
What amazed me was how she didn't appear ashamed to remove her shorts and underwear, exposing her bare pussy and ass to me. What surprised me even more was when, while I was spanking her, she didn't cry out. Instead, she shivered, appearing to have an orgasm while receiving the spanking. My enjoyment of my role as coach soared at this unusual event.
"Alright, stand up and put your underwear and shorts back on before we proceed with my questions," I advised.
The sight of her red, attractive buttocks remained engraved in my thoughts. Upon seeing her rise, put on her underwear, and shorts, and return to her seat, I couldn't help but admire her beauty and youth.
I pondered the questions I aim to ask her. I halted my thoughts, considering if my recently aroused desire should influence my queries. Although I'd exceeded the limits of what a coach shouldn't do with their cheerleader, I still posed the questions anyway.
"Be open and honest," I implored, my attention focused on her as if I wanted to make love to her. "Did you genuinely enjoy having sex with those guys?"
She recoiled and shook her head.
"No," she replied. "It wasn't as I'd hoped. They didn't seem optimally acquainted with pleasing me. They aimed more at fulfilling their own pleasures, rather than considering my needs, leaving me with the impression that they were more concerned with their own satisfaction."
I envisioned the act of intercourse with her. If she were my partner, I would prioritize her pleasure over my own, striving to offer her a pleasant experience. After laying eyes on her unshaven pussy, I'd certainly devour her. I'd indulge in licking her while dextrously fingering her pussy, all whilst massaging her erect nipples with my second hand. I'd ensure her climax before penetrating her.
"Clearly, they lacked the ability to satisfy you," I concluded.
She nodded in assent.
"So, they disregarded your preferences and utilized your presence for their own enjoyment," I deduced.
She nodded again.
"To console you, rest assured that I have ways to severely affect their performance on the football field. Such characters don't deserve such privileges," I guaranteed.
Natalie appeared uncertain about further conversation, yet she spoke.
"In truth, I prefer a male with a large penis and none of them satisfied that requirement," she stated.
Her declaration stunned me as much as her attractiveness enthralled me.
"Have you ever been with a man who recognized how to pleasure you? Have you ever encountered someone who knew what they were doing?" I inquired.
She hesitated and replied, "Well, not really."
She appeared to contemplate what she was about to reveal once more, eventually proceeding.
"To be frank, I'd like to be with a man who not only knows how to satisfy a woman but also, a man who possesses a spacious penis. However, I don't know anyone who measures up to that wish."
She blushed.
"Considering what I've witnessed of your naked vagina, your naked bottom, and the way I've disciplined your derriere, I ask you this: would you prefer the opportunity of experiencing intimacy with a man who comprehends the initiation of a woman's sexual pleasure, combined with a sizable shaft?" she inquired, her cheeks reddening.
She blushed once more.
"I'm well-endowed in that regard," I claimed.
I watched her, much as a father would admire his daughter or a brother might gaze at his sister. Although no father or brother would unconventionally spank their adult daughter's or sister's naked buttocks in the manner I'd spanked her buttocks, I'd already surpassed the regulations on appropriate conduct. If anybody informed, I would lose my job. To maintain a memorable ending, I'd play out the last act.
"Do you trust me to demonstrate what a man who can satisfy a woman feel like?"
She nodded her consent.
"Then, rise and sit on my lap, Natalie," I instructed.
She blushed marginally, stood up, and maneuvered around my desk before rejoining me in a seated manner.
"Agree to accept this display, yet don't divulge the experience," I cautioned her.
I embraced her petite form in an affectionate fatherly or brotherly hug. I brushed a gentle kiss across her forehead.
"I've always thought you were the prettiest cheerleader in school and admired you," I told her, noticing the excitement in my trousers.
I leaned in to kiss her again, this time with passion. She wrapped her arms around my neck and returned my kiss with the same intensity. She let me slip my tongue inside her mouth and give her a French kiss. We continued kissing for a while. I could feel a bulge pressing against her backside, letting her know that I was aroused.
"Is that for me, Coach Danger?" she asked giggling. "I knew you must have a big dick."
I couldn't help but feel her breasts through her cheerleading top and bra.
"Yes, that's for you and I do have a large member," I responded.
Natalie moved a little to look down at the outline of my erection in my trousers.
"Can I touch it?" she asked. "I'd love to feel it."
I nodded, giving her permission. Her hands slid down to free my erect penis from within my pants. She reached inside and pulled out my hard penis. It nearly hit her chin as I watched her stroke it.
"Feels pretty big, huh?" she questioned.
Natalie studied my expression, eagerly waiting for confirmation.
"Yes, you are the one who gave me this boner, and I do have a large dick," I said.
She leaned closer, her face just inches away from my erection.
"Is it okay if I see it?" she inquired.
I nodded.
"Yes, you can, and please call me Dex."
Natalie took her time unbuttoning and unzipping my trousers. She struggled a bit to free my straining penis. Cancer's upward movement almost brushed against her chin when she pulled my shorts down to my ankles. She admired the size of my erection, her eyes widening.
She held my penis in her hand and caressed it while smiling up at me.
"Coach Danger, can I suck it?" she asked. "I've always enjoyed sucking cock. I'd like to suck you as a way of thanking you for correcting me and teaching me a lesson. Please, Dex, may I give you oral pleasure," she begged, her big brown eyes full of hope.
I grinned at her.
"Yes, you may, but call me Dex."
She moved from my lap and crouched between my knees. She pulled down my shorts and exposed my penis completely. Holding my throbbing member, she bent forward to kiss the bulbous head. She licked my tip, the area around it, and even touched my frenulum gently. She took my testicles in her other hand, caressing and massaging them as she continued teasing my head with her tongue.
"Wow," she said, removing my penis from her lips. "It feels so big and thick. None of my ex-boyfriends could ever do that," she remarked.
We exchanged a laugh.
"It seems like your cock is as long as my hand span down my throat," she remarked. It seemed so huge. She quipped.
She shifted to measure the length of my dick with her hands. With three hands' width, she nearly stretched all the way through my penis's entire size.
"You could be a porn star," she declared.
I chuckled.
"I think you're quite large, but I really don't know. The last time I measured," I answered, modestly.
Her eyes grew wide as she tried to take in the entire length of my erection, knowing she couldn't reach the end.
"Just how big is it?" Natalie wondered, a laugh teasing her words.
During my last measuring session, I was about 8.5 inches long and 6 inches around, I replied. Natalie's eyes widened in awe.
"Your cock is already big enough for a porn role as is," she replied.
I watched her hand stroke my penis with increasing speed, and her mouth worked on the head of my erection. I started to feel I was slowly nearing an orgasm but wanted to prolong it.
"Natalie, you're about to make me cum. I don't want to yet," I told her. So, she removed her hands.
"I'll have a pleasure like you've never experienced before," I told her. "You see, the guys you've been with never gave you an orgasm. It was always me that did the deed."
Together, we stood, and I helped her to her feet.
"Let me return the favor and show you what you've been missing. Lie down on my desk," I said, clearing it off.
Natalie stood and stripped once more. Obeying my command, she lay back on my desk and spread her legs wide, revealing her glistening pink, shaved pussy. I removed my shirt and knelt between her outstretched legs. I blew gently on her vulva, teasing her with my warm breath.
She shivered in anticipation as I lightly caressed her inner thighs, then slid my hands over her shaved mound and back down. She gasped when I brought my lips close to her womanhood, just above her clitoral hood.
I continued to tease her with my lips, then used my tongue to trace up and down the length of her slit. After a few minutes, I spread her folds apart with the tip of my tongue. I licked, kissed, and sucked on her inner lips, making her body tremble with pleasure.
As her clit peeked out from its hood, I focused my attention on it, using my lips and tongue to caress it. I couldn't believe I was eating out this gorgeous cheerleader.
She writhed on my desk, enjoying the sensations my mouth and fingers provided. It seemed like she had never experienced oral sex before.
I continued to finger, rub, and fuck her pussy, and she moaned with delight as I pleasured her with my tongue and my fingers. As she approached her climax, I pressed on her G-spot. She gasped and shook with pleasure. Her pussy was soaking wet. My face was drenched with her vaginal secretions.
"Natalie, are you cumming?" I asked.
"Oh, yes, Dex! I'm cumming!" she cried.
She was climaxing.
"Yes, yes, Dex, that's it. That's it. Do it harder. Lick me harder. Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck me," she panted. "Eat me, Dex."
She thrashed uncontrollably on my desk, bucked against my face, and shook with pleasure. She grabbed my head and pressed it into her dripping wet pussy, giving me a kind of cum bath.
When she had caught her breath, she peered down at me.
"Dex," she said, panting, "I need you inside me. I want you to fuck me. Please. I need to feel your cock in me," she begged. "But be gentle. You're so big."
I stood so she could see just how big I am. I held my large, hard cock in front of her, almost reaching to the bottom of her firm breasts. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Stand," I instructed, "Turn around, and bend over my desk."
Natalie followed my instructions, bending over my desk and exposing her bare ass. Ensuring she was wet enough for me to enter her, I traced my fingers over her wet folds.
I lined the head of my cock up with her pussy and pushed it inside her slowly and gently. She let out a low moan and gasped as my large member filled her wet pussy.
"Holy shit," she muttered, her voice thick with arousal.
I continued to move inside her, slowly and gently, allowing her to get used to my massive tool. She gave a small moan with each thrust, delighting at the sensation of being stretched so thoroughly. Before long, she pushed back against me, gasping for more.
Slowly, I increased my pace, fucking her harder and faster until she was moaning in pleasure, her entire body trembling.
"Fuck me, Dex! Fuck me harder!" she cried, unable to contain her pleasure.
I pumped faster, completely filling her with my cock. She tried to push back against me, but my force overpowered her objections. Finally, she gave in, allowing me to give her pleasure.
After a while, she squealed, "I'm cumming, Dex!"
Just as I had guessed, her orgasm erupted with a loud, athletic moan. I kept pounding her, giving her as much pleasure as my cock could deliver. When she finally slowed back down, I relinquished possession of her pussy and moved back to let her get dressed.
I stared at her beautiful, naked body, feeling intensely satisfied with my efforts.
"Are you alright now?" I asked.
"Yes," she smiled, "I needed that. That was absolutely fantastic."
She was so done with her orgasm that her speech was slightly slurred.
"Stick around," I said. "We'll do it again later."
Natalie grinned with anticipation, not yet spending. They're my words.
"Why don't you lie on the couch and relax for a while, I'll be finished mopping the floor soon," I said. "I know you're not really tired, but I think we deserve a break."
"Every once in a while, even cheerleaders need a day off," she said.
Natalie pulled her shorts and panties back on and laid down on the couch as she started stretching out, feeling content after our encounter.
I returned to my duties, finishing mopping the floor. However, I knew it'd be welcoming having her present to help motivate me for another session.
Once I had finished, I went to the couch to join Natalie.
"Good job, Natalie," I said, patting her lightly on the ass. "Relax for a while, we'll do it again later."
First, I gradually inserted myself deep within her, then nearly pulled out completely. I steadied myself and grabbed her hips. After a single, fluid movement, I fully penetrated her tight, small vagina until I hit her cervix.
She flinched a bit due to the sensation, as no one had previously gone that deep within her before. She beamed knowing that I knew what she craved and required. I thrust again and again with greater speed, while also varying the depth. Faster and harder, I fucked her.
F F F
Although it may have appeared as though I was having sex like a beast, I was actually making love to her. Nathalie's reaction caused her to squirm and press back into my groin. She groaned and screamed ecstatically as she held onto the edge of my desk, steadying herself for her impending orgasm. It was a string of orgasms that merged into a single, monumental, earth-shattering orgasm.
Instead of just having sex, I now hammered into her. Violently thrusting my way into her firm, young, love canal, I continued faster and harder. With each thrust bringing me closer to my own climax, I hoped she was on birth control. I wasn't entirely certain, so I refrained from ejaculating within her.
I desperately didn't want to give her my child. Instead, as soon as I got close to climaxing, I extracted myself from her.
"Where would you like me to orgasm?" I inquired.
She turned her attractive face to face me.
"Please, Dex. Turn me over. I want you to ejaculate on my stomach and breasts. I want to watch you ejaculate. I want to see your semen. Then, I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you. I want to swallow you," she said.
Right as I began to feel the orgasm approaching, I pulled before the first drops of sperm started to drift out. Natalie promptly flipped over, presenting her stunning physique as my cum-covered canvas. I generously sprayed my orgasmic ejaculate all over her gorgeous, unclothed body. I covered her stomach and her breasts. At least one spurt hit her open mouth, which she eagerly licked up.
Then, she sat up and leaned towards me to take me in her mouth, once more. As a seasoned cocksucker, she performed oral sex on me as I erupted another load in her mouth. When she undid me from her lips, I covered her face and across her breasts in sperm. I bathed her with semen.
Breathing heavily, as my heart rate calmed down, I watched her as she scooped up cum with her fingers, then put it into her mouth and swallowed it. She smiled a mischievous smile and licked her lips. Then, tasting myself on her tongue, she kissed me deeply, as if she adored me. We lay on top of my desk, tangled in each other's arms, regaining our strength while passionately exchanging kisses.
"Would you like to use my shower, one of the perks of being in charge?" I asked with a chuckle.
She examined her body covered in sperm and giggled.
"Yes. I'm a mess. My body is a mess," she said, glancing down at herself. "I've never seen anyone to ejaculate so vigorously. You gave me an excellent cum bath," she said with laughter.
To steer clear of any further awkwardness, I decided not to join her in my tiny office shower. Grants her some privacy, Natalie showered, dried herself with a towel, put back on her slutty cheerleader outfit, and returned to my office. Her appearance was as if she hadn't had sex.
"Coach... I mean Dex, that was outstanding. I've never experienced sex like that. Thank you for showing me that," Natalie told me with a deep, wet kiss.
She stepped back from me and straitened out, presenting her big smile as she brandished her pom poms, almost as if she were about to applaud me.
"I have a couple more classes this afternoon and then cheerleading practice," Nathalie said, "But would it be possible to see you after that? And could you drive me home? I'd appreciate it if you could," she requested.
Any man in their right mind would refuse such a request. I agreed with a grin. We'll see what happens on the drive home.
F F F
"And that's a wrap!" shouted the director.
The cast and crew applauded my debut performance in Naughty America productions. After I bathed and dressed, and Natalie changed out of her cheerleading attire into her clothes, we returned to the set for a small celebration. Following that, the crew loaded up and dismantled the set.
"That was certainly the steamiest scene I've ever filmed." Natalie beamed excitedly during the ride home. "I adored acting like a hot, young, cheerleader slut," she giggled. "Dressing as a cheerleader whilst getting it on has always been one of my favourite fantasies." She smiled over at me. "Being with you specifically made it even more special."
I nodded excitedly, flashed her a wicked smile, and patted her knee.
"I truly relished it as well. Playing the role of a harsh, football coach was a refreshing experience for me. I generally don't exude dominance, but that particular scene brought me great joy - especially when I spanked your curvaceous bottom." I couldn't keep a smirk off my face.
I cast a smoldering gaze at her. "Maybe someday, when you're on your best behaviour, we could revisit this theme. I'd love to take off your panties, place you across my lap, and spank your bare bottom, especially when there's an audience watching," I joked, couldn't help chuckling.
She laughed along with me, pretending offence. "I bet you would." She winked, her smile growing even broader. "We'll see."
"Now that we're back home, who were you speaking to before we went on set?" questioned Natalie right away as soon as we reached our home. "What was that about?"
Whilst unfastening my seatbelt, I turned my head in Natalie's direction to show some love.
"Yeah, that." I replied, grinning from ear to ear. "Naughty America wants to sign me as a part of their team. They're also fascinated by my technical skills and are offering me a position working on their Animated Intelligence, Virtual Reality project - it's really cutting-edge tech." Natalie beamed, bursting into a joyous celebration of my good news.
"They weren't certain about your scheduling constraints," I informedly added.
Suddenly, she looked a bit medieval. That was too much for her to absorb.
"With my modelling career thriving and my desire to act in roles different from adult films, let's discuss this." Her brain riveted, seemingly overwhelmed.
She laced her fingers with mine, maintaining eye contact. "I love you, Dex. We're on the verge of marriage and possibly starting a family. I don't want the porn biz to interfere."
Dumbfounded, I gazed at her tenderly, then wrapped my arms around her. "I adore you, too!"
F F F
"I've always aspired to escalate from modelling and pursue a career as a serious actress. I've grown tired of porn. I met you at a group sex party, which prompted a shift in my perspective."
Got it, I acknowledged.
"Assuming I continue to perform in porn, it might include more scenes with other girls. I'm okay with it; as it's part of my job - just like yours. However, purely for you, I could do any work that you're comfortable with. In fact, I only want to be with you."
She gazed up at me, a broad grin on her face.
"What do you mean by that, honey?" I questioned curiously.
She nodded, tossed her shoulders. "I'm happy if you work with other gals. Besides, they're like older sisters to me."
We embraced each other.
"Seems like a done deal," I affirmed. "I'll get in touch with those lovely ladies - Brandi Love, India Summer, and Cory Chase - on Monday."
Natalie danced excitedly in her car seat. As soon as I drove into our driveway, she squeezed me tightly and devoured me with a passionate kiss.
F F F
"You've always known I wanted to expand my modelling career and transition into a credible actress. The porn industry has left me feeling burnt out. And then, meeting you at that swingers' party made me reconsider continuing porn." I nodded with understanding.
"If I continue in porn, I may indulge in scenes solely with women - but none with other men, instead of you. I'll comply with my job - just as it's been your job due to your scarcely dominant nature. However, I'd prefer to only work with you from this point." But there's a glimmer of hope.
She grinned up at me. "I'd be okay with that. They're my friends, practically family." She dug her fingernails into my shoulder.
"I've also figured out that if this new job helping out with the tech behind the scenes at Naughty America pans out as planned, I might have more time to make films," I explained further.
Natalie shrank ecstatically.
"Of course, I'd rather you make adult movies exclusively with me," she agreed.
We locked gazes and grinned. "It's been decided, then. I'll chat with them on Monday and accept their proposal."
Our joy was boundless as Natalie jumped around in glee in her seat. Once I parked our vehicle at the driveway, she threw her arms around my neck and smothered me with a deep, passionate kiss.
"We had a scorching night in our sex lives," I quipped. "Any hankering for a caffeine-based beverage?"
She grinned from ear to ear.
"Tell me what that's about," she playfully inquired.
I mirrored her grin.
"I'm guessing most of us prefer using our stage names and keeping our actual identities concealed," I said. "We know Brandi Love's real name is Tracie Lynn Livermore, India Summer is Jody Jean Olson, and Johnny Sins is Steven Wolfe. You already know my real name is Dexter Dangerfield. It seems only reasonable that I should be acquainted with your true identity as well."
Natalie seemed somewhat red-faced, probably due to her not having revealed her real name to me.
"Goodness, I can't believe I never told you," she said while laughing. "I must have led you to think you were bedding a secret agent or an undercover officer during our entire encounter," she added with laughter.
Taking her hand in mine, she said, "Allow me to formally introduce you to myself. My real name is Tori Lynn Gaines."
I'd been pondering this proposal for over a week. I knelt down, reached into my pocket, took out a small box, popped it open, and held it up for her to see.
"Tori Lynn Gaines, would you like to become my bride?"
In response, it seemed as if she was waiting for the final rose on the Bachelor, her lips parted while staring at the ring.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Of course, I'll marry you," she exclaimed.
I slid the ring over her finger. Following this, we embraced and exchanged passionate kisses.
To be continued...
