As our plane glided towards, Miami I was ear hustling the conversation that the gay couple in the seats behind me were having.
‘If you were really wealthy would you become debauched?’
‘Well yeah, like would you go to swingers parties and have a lot of sex?’
‘Maybe. I mean I would definitely want to try more than one partner.’
‘Why? Would you?’
‘Well no, and I’m starting to have my doubts as to whether I’d stay with you. if you’re going to be all debauched. I mean I’d stay to take the money and go.’
Oh couples and the sweet nothings they say to each other. It was kind of a weird conversation to overhear. I couldn’t help but think about the fact that I was flying to Miami to get paid to have lots of sex. Does that make me debauched, I wonder? How many other girls had made this same journey, tapping freshly manicured nails on too-small armrests and shifting in their seats on freshly waxed pussies while watching on flight entertainment..
I was going to spend three days in Miami shooting with the Score Group and Sensational Video respectively. Score put me up in a hotel in Doral, FL about ten minutes from the studio. I arrived the evening before so that I could settle in and rest up.
The day of the shoot a shuttle picked me up at 8:45 and took me to the studio. I was buzzed in and led into a room where I would be providing my ID’s and signing releases. One of the releases included consent to be filmed by the hundred of cameras located through out the studio, including inside the showers.
After holding up the days newspaper with my ID’s and being photographed, I was taken to the large and pristine make up and wardrobe area. The bathroom had a shower, spa tub, bidet and every sort of toiletry a porn star could need or want. I stripped and got into one of the many fluffy white robes available for the models.
My make up artist was a quirky West Indian woman who vacillated between firm and friendly. I quickly learned that if I kept looking in the wrong direction while my eye make up was being applied I would be dangerously close to being smacked with a make up brush. I got the standard porn star smokey eye and I donned a wig that I had brought along so that we wouldn’t have to struggle with what we were going to do with my natural hair.
I eased into my day of shoots with a solo. I was relieved that it would be solo photos and not video as this is something I now can say I have experience doing. In a sheer lace dress with the tatanyas well on display I posed and smiled in increasingly awkward and unnatural positions. The photographer was friendly and cracked the type of cheesy dad jokes that made it comfortable to work with him.
These were not going to be fine art shots. Most of the shots I had the same toothy grin and alternated that with making vowel sound expressions that were meant to look like I was gasping or sighing with pleasure. The photoshoot progressed quickly and before I knew it I was spread eagle with my fingers in my pussy, smiling.
After an outfit change and a break I was ready for my boy girl photo and video sessions. I was relieved that my co-star was a jovial and sweet medium stature cuteish guy who assured me everything would be fine. I told him I was new and he ran through what to expect and assured me that he had a small penis and was gentle.
When we were both dressed and ready I didn’t have to worry too long about how we were going to transition into the sex. My co-star massaged and caressed me and kissed my neck. Fiiiiinally we were getting to the sexy part of the day! Of course this was still a job so the sexy was interrupted by getting into positions and posing. I quickly learned that porn sex is nothing like real sex. I also realized that I needed to return to my yoga class.
Sex for porn is all about positioning so that the camera can see all the goods, or, if we were taking pics for the European market, it was showing just my goods. Men are secondary in the shots so very little of their faces and bodies are seen. Regardless I was very happy with how experienced and easy to work with my co-star was, especially since I would be having his penis in my mouth and vagina. I was later told both my vagina and my mouth were magical so I was happy that at least that I was not starting off as a crap porn star.
The still shots were the easy part. The real challenge was the video.
I am usually a load moaner during sex so that wasn’t a challenge, but dirty talk… yeah, that is a challenge. What they wanted me to say were things about my giant breasts or how horny I was, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. As I was smacking my costar on the head and face with my titties I think I said something like ‘I know you like these big titties,’ but for the most part I was quiet.
During the sex I (genuinely) moaned and said ‘Oh yeah, yeah yeaaahhhh.’ Little or not my costars cock felt great and I loved the warm up sessions in between shots when the lighting and camera were being adjusted and we could just play. This didn’t happen often. The scene concluded with a pop shot in my mouth and the end of my shots for day one.
After showering and dressing I was shuttled back to my hotel. I wish I could say that I went out and partied it up on Miami’s South Beach, or even that I left my room. Despite being a porn star I am really a shy and socially awkward person. The idea of clubbing alone in Miami was a bit more daunting then riding a strangers cock on camera. But I just ordered some sub par pasta from a take away place, watched cartoons and went to bed early. I had to rest up and be on point for day two.