The Porn Star and the Girl From the Coffee Shop

by Terry Towers

  She lifted her hands above her head as the camisole was pulled up over her moderately sized breasts and off. Reaching behind her, she grabbed his hips and pulled his cock tightly against her ass, bucking back against him.

  He growled softly in her ear, pulling the cups of her bra down and palming her breasts. His fingers rolled and pinched her nipples between them, turning them into hard, tightened peaks as she gyrated against him, whimpering softly.

  Releasing her breasts, Hunter reached being her and unzipped her skirt. It fell from her hips to puddle at her knees, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Next went the bra. With a flick of the wrist, Hunter had the bra undone and was sliding it down her shoulders.

  "Open your eyes," he said. Hooking his index finger under her chin, he tilted her face up to his.

  Slowly she opened her eyes and was shocked to see the intensity of his desire flaring up in his dark eyes. Her pussy clenched and the only thing she could think of was her need to have him in her.

  "I need you in me," she whispered. Reaching behind her once more, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of his boxers and tugged them down. His dick pressed up against her ass and a dollop of pre-cum dripped onto her back.

  Hunter backed away from her, and she groaned her protest. "Get rid of the panties for me."

  Nadine became aware of the camera once more and hesitated momentarily. Taking a deep breath in, she summoned up the courage to stand and finish slipping out of her skirt. Wanting to make her image in the video was sexy as possible she squared her shoulders and thrust her breasts forward. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties - which were now drenched in her juices - and facing the camera, she slowly peeled them down and let them drop to the floor.

  Not hearing Hunter come up behind her, she gasped when his arms wrapped around her waist, and pulled her naked ass back against his dick cupping her mound. While she'd been stripping he'd also removed the remainder of his clothing.

  "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees, kneeling diagonal to the camera."

  "Okay..." She did as told and waited, her eyes following him as he walked over to the night table and he pulled out a bottle of lube and a... butt plug? She'd never had a butt plug inserted before. Heck, she'd never had anal before. It was slightly intimidating, but her desire overruled her apprehension.

  Hunter got onto the bed with her and moved to settle between her legs. He groaned softly, low and feral as he slid two fingers between her dripping wet folds. "We won't be needing the lube."

  Hell no. She doubted she'd ever need lube with him since a single touch from him set her body aflame.

  He ran two fingers along her slit again, and she moaned, bucking back against his hand. Wanting more, needing more. "Hunter..." she half-moaned, half-sighed, fisting the blanket under her.

  He stroked her again, with one hand, while he other rolled her swollen clit between his fingers. Nadine bucked against his hand with more force, her breasts jiggling with the motion. When he stroked her a third time, he lubbed her ass with her juices. His index finger lingered at her anus, pressing against the tight rim of muscle guarding her back entrance.

  She pushed backward against his intruding finger, wanting to know how it felt to have her ass invaded. He pressed harder into her ass and she whimpered as his finger pressed into her back entrance to the first knuckle. She cried out, fisting the blanket tighter.

  "You've never-"

  "No!" She wanted more and moved against his hand.

  He continued to stroke her clit, rougher and harder, as he began finger fucking her ass. The sensations were so foreign, but so good. The sensations rushing through her was becoming too intense, all thought was lost on her except her rapid ascension to her breaking point.

  "I need it now! Please..." She fell to her elbows, her chest against the mattress and her cries of pleasure muffled by the blanket. Closer and closer, until she was there, teetering on the brink.

  "Come on honey. Let me feel you let go."

  His voice washed over her, so deep and sexy. One final wave of pleasure rushed down her spine and she was finally given her relief. Her stomach clenched as her body let go, a rush of her juices flowing from her to coat his teasing fingers.

  "Mmmm, I love the sounds you make when you come," Hunter murmured as he leaned over her and kissed her lower back.

  Hunter never gave her a chance to recover. The finger that had been in her ass was immediately replaced by the slender anal plug. And his teasing fingers were replaced with his cock, running back and forth between her puss lips.

  Her body came alive a second time yearning for his thick dick. ""Give it to me," she begged, pushing back against him as the head of his cock pressed against her entrance, in an attempt to impale herself.

  *****

  "Dammit, I can't get enough of you." Hunter groaned as he pressed the head of his cock slowly into her warm, juicy pussy. She groaned under him, her back arching and bottom gyrating back against him, urging him in further.

  He loved the sight of her, and could only imagine how stunning she was going to look on video - if he was allowed to view it with her. He planned to be true to his word. It was for her viewing only unless she allowed him the privilege as well.

  Everything about her was so alluring. In porn, the sex was so rehearsed to the point it lost most of its arousing qualities for him. She was so raw, so needy. Her lust for him was honest and her desire to please him sincere. For people in their industry the lines between acting and raw genuine pleasure sometimes became blurred. Perhaps that was why sex had lost much of its appeal for him over the years - until Nadine.

  Slowly, he slid the remainder of the way into her. Her channel took him in fully begging him to remain there. He groaned softly, caressing her round ass. He wanted to fuck her hard and fast, but held back waiting for the ultimate rush of having her beg him for it instead.

  Just when he didn't think he could restrain himself any longer he heard what he'd been waiting for. "Please Hunter." The desperation in her voice was like erotic music to his ears. Still fighting to keep hold of his self-control, he began to move within her. Slowly, at first, but as her moans and the need for release intensified so did the force and speed of his thrusts.

  Her whimpers and moans combined with his feral groans filled the room as their bodies worked in unison. She screamed out under him, her pussy quivering around his throbbing cock which was greeted with a surge of her juices. Instead of stopping he kept going, not giving her time to recover before forcing her to ascend the summit of her desire once more. Just when he was sure he couldn't hold back a second longer, Hunter pulled out and flipped her over onto her back.

  Nadine groaned her displeasure with him for stopping, looking up at him with eyes so full of raw lust that he nearly came then and there. Taking a deep breath in to keep his cock under control, he slid her legs over his shoulders so her ass was suspended in the air and slammed back into her drenched pussy.

  Closing her eyes she arched her back and fisted the blanket under her as she moved with him, meeting each of his thrusts. Glancing up, he noticed the camera straight ahead of him that he'd long since forgotten about.

  Lifting her just an inch higher so the angle for the camera would be ideal, Hunter continued pounding into her sweet pussy, his balls slapping against her ass. His eyes followed each in and out movement, watching his cock disappear and reappear from within her shaved cunt. It was an intoxicating sight.

  Nadine writhed and moaned under him. Hunter's eyes shifted back down to her breasts. Her eyes opened back up and followed his. She began to palm her breasts for him - enticing him - and pinched her nipples between her fingertips.

  "Oh God. Oh God, I'm coming!" she cried out as her body tensed under him and her pussy milked his cock as if begging him to join her in her climax.

  The sensations were too intense. He'd gone too long without release. With one final thrust into her, burying himself to the hilt, he felt the rush of pure pleasure that ran
from the top of his head to the tip of his toes. He shot several bursts of cum deep within her core and as he pulled out another couple of spurts layered her pussy and stomach.

  Exhausted, Hunter flopped down on the bed and pulled her into his arms. Though panting hard, she snuggled up against him, while he reached behind her and removed the anal plug. She let out a sigh of relief, laid her head on his chest and draped a leg across his thighs.

  "So is that what you called the money shot earlier at the shoot?"

  "Huh?" Shaking his mind clear of the after sex cobwebs he raised an inquisitive brow at her, not sure if he had heard correctly.

  She ran her index finger along her pussy and stomach and then brought her cum covered finger to her lips. "The money shot."

  A burst of laugher erupted from him, so hard that by the time his laughter subsided his stomach ached. "Nah, the real money shot took place inside that amazing pussy of yours. That was just a bonus."

  "Mmmmm. Either way it was amazing."

  "You know, I don't think I've grown so attached to anyone this quickly in my life Nadine."

  She turned in his arms and propped her chin on her arm looking deep into his eyes. "Me too." A soft glow coloured her cheeks as she said it that tugged at his heart. A heart he'd kept well guarded over the years.

  "So, am I still cocky and arrogant?"

  "Oh, you have got to get over that." Nadine giggled, kissing his chest. "Worse than ever, but regardless I'm falling for you."

  His heart stopped for a long moment as he gazed into her eyes. She'd just spoken what he was beginning to feel. What had it been four days? Five? Since they went out on their first date. Three months since the first day she served him at the coffee shop and for every day after that he made it his religion to stop there just too see her. It sure as hell wasn't for the foul tasting coffee they served there. It had all been to see her, and capture that five or ten minutes of conversation a night. Yes, he was falling hard for her. Hard, fast, and it was as scary as hell.

  "Me too," he whispered kissing her temple and pulling her tighter to him.

  Within minutes they were asleep in each others arms, the camera long forgotten, but capturing every moment of them together.

  Chapter 9

  "I swear I am going to grab that woman by the hair and chuck her out of the drive-thru window Jenny!" Nadine growled as she yanked her headset off and tossed it onto the small table the staff used on their breaks in the back kitchen.

  Jenny grinned, not looking up at the fuming Nadine as she continued washing the commercial sized sink full of pots, banking pans and dishes. "You know you can't take anything she says seriously. She enjoys getting under peoples' skin. It's what she's good at."

  Nadine crossed her arms over her chest and watched the fifty-something, tough as nails woman, who all the girls regarded as their mentor, friend and substitute mom while at the coffee shop. "It's not just that. I'm twenty-six and I've lived here all my life. I've never been out of New England if you can imagine!"

  Jenny's grin deepened. "Then quit. Leave the city. Start a new life."

  Nadine laughed at the absurdity of the idea. Where would she go? What would she do? And she had Hunter now. It had been two weeks since their first date and she had no doubt he could possibly be the one.

  And Samantha couldn't have been more bitter about it. For the past week Samantha had been dropping hints over some of the stuff that was in his videos. She'd even had the nerve to tell some of the customers that Nadine's boyfriend was a porn actor and pornographer. Nadine wasn't embarrassed over what he did, but she did have a big problem feeling like she needed to explain herself to the customers, who - of course - would have a string of questions. That being said she actually preferred the questions to the peculiar looks she got from those who weren't inclined to respond.

  Sam simply made things very uncomfortable for her at the coffee shop. Jealous bitch.

  "So did you watch the video yet?"

  Nadine's face burned with her embarrassment at the mention of the video. Aside from her and Hunter, Jenny was the only one who knew about the video. As promised Hunter had handed her the disc that next morning and hadn't mentioned it sense. There were a number of times that she'd considered popping it into the player, but hadn't gotten up the nerve yet.

  Nadine shook her head, her face still burning. "Not yet."

  Jenny laughed. "Well get on it hun. Maybe you could have a new career."

  Nadine groaned as she looked into Jenny's amused eyes. "I doubt that."

  "I think you need to get that video, pop it into the player and watch it with that hot piece of ass you're dating."

  Oh-my-God. Leave it to Jenny to say something like that. Pulling her shirt up slightly, she pinched her love handle. "I'm not sure I want to see this on television Jenny."

  Laughing, Jenny shook her head. "You're a beautiful girl, why do you think Hunter was attracted to you in the first place."

  Nadine grinned and shrugged. "I make a good cup of coffee?" she offered.

  "No one makes a good cup of coffee here, hun. It's not possible I've tried for almost ten years."

  Nadine took a look around the kitchen. Almost ten years working at a coffee shop - the same coffee shop. Seemed like an awful long time to her. Hunter joked a couple of times over the past two weeks about her working for him on set. Could she really work with him as part of a porn crew? She just didn't know.

  *****

  Hearing Hunter's key unlocking the front door of the house sent Nadine's pulse racing as it did every time she saw, or anticipated seeing, him. He had to work late so told her to go back to his place and wait for him if she liked. He'd given her the key a couple of days ago, and insisted she come over anytime day or night, whether he was there or not.

  She fingered the disc in her hand nervously. She heard him in the foyer moments before he emerged into the living room where she was sitting waiting for him. She stood as he walked into the room and rushed over to him intent on flinging herself into his arms when she saw the worn, worried expression on his face and came to a halt in front of him.

  "What's wrong?" Closing the distance between them she slipped her arms around his neck as he pulled her into a tight embrace. "Tell me," she whispered against his neck.

  "We need to talk," he replied, pulling away from her and taking her hand leading her to the sofa.

  Talk? They needed to talk? Isn't that what people did just before they broke up? A shiver of anxiety raced through her. She gulped down the lump forming in her throat.

  Sitting down, he pulled her into his lap. Hooking his index finger under her chin, he lifted her face and brought his lips down to hers like he'd done dozens of times before. But this time was different. It was evident in his kiss, needy and demanding, that he still wanted her - had to have her even. When their lips parted she was left breathless, and even more worried than before.

  She snuggled up against him, taking a deep breath in and allowing the woodsy scent of his cologne sweep over her. "What do you need to talk about?" Reluctantly she looked back up to meet his eyes again.

  Hunter sighed and opened his mouth to speak when his eyes shifted and caught sight of the video she'd left on the coffee table. A grin spread across his face and she felt his dick come to life against her bottom. "Is that our..."

  Nadine grinned. "Yeah, I thought we could..." she shrugged feeling her face flush.

  "Oh, that would make my day." His grin faded and his expression grew more serious. "I might as well just say this and we can move on from there."

  Nadine's brow furrowed, but she said nothing.

  "I received an offer to buy out an adult modelling agency which includes several high end locations. The income would be phenomenal and the locations and in-house models would drastically cut my filming costs. It's something I should have done years ago, but I love the east coast and just didn't want to leave."

  "Leave the east coast?" Nadine echoed, stiffening in his arms. "You're leaving. When? Whe
re?" She couldn't believe it. She finally met a man she could see herself with for a lifetime and he was leaving her?

  Seeing her distress, he pulled her tighter. "I want you to come with me Nadine." His eyes pleaded with her to agree and she saw the real man. Vulnerable and raw shine through the layers he'd been hiding behind for what she guessed was years. Could it be that he needed her as much as she needed him?

  "But... but, what would I do for money?"

  He tilted his head to the side and gave her a look that said, Don't be stupid Nadine.

  "So move with you to..."

  "L.A."

  "So move with you to L.A. and work for you? And live with you?"

  "Move to L.A and work with me. And yes, of course, live with me."

  The thought scared her. She'd be leaving her family, her friends. Her crummy job. Well, okay, she could do without the coffee shop job and Samantha. "No more Portland," she said more to herself than to him, her mind spinning the pros and cons.

  "We can come back and visit. Portland is only an airline ticket away."

  "When?"

  "I leave in three days."

  Wow. Three days...There is all the packing. My job.

  "We can have movers pack up our belongings for us and have them sent to L.A.," he offered as if reading her mind. He looked over at the coffee table and without warning slid her from his lap, grabbed the disc and popped it into the player. "There's something I have to show you."

  Nadine frowned. On the video?

  It began to play and to her surprise he jumped over the sex to stop it at a section where she was sleeping alone in the bed. "It was still running while we slept?"

  He gave her a sheepish grin. "Yeah, I forgot about it until the next morning." He sat back down beside her and took her hand. "There's been something I've been scared to tell you."

  Hunter, scared of something. It seemed improbable. "Alright."

  He pressed the start button on the recorder. Hunter walked back onto the video with his mobile phone to his ear, chatting with someone. "She's incredible mom." Silence on screen aside from her soft snores. "Of course. As soon as you get back from Italy we'll fly to Miami so you can meet her." More silence, and soft snores coming from her, sleeping soundly in bed. "I think so... Yeah, I do. For the first time in my life mom, I can see myself being married and starting a family."