Career Advice (closed MidnightWalk & ella_v)

Brian chuckled at her joke, walking over. He picked up the award in question and looked at it. "Hmmm. This one.... Do you really want to know? It was a film called Hungry Kittens. There was a scene where I was...with...three sorority girls. And i finished on all of them rather spectacularly. I mean, you've seen my films, so you know that I tend to ejaculate a lot. A lot." He smiled. "Covered all three faces and all 6 tits." He chuckled again. "It was a pretty good one."

He paced around the room, setting the award back in place. "Best movie? That would be had to quantify, honesty. I liked a lot of them, for different reasons. Differnt locations, different actresses, even plots. All things that make things different. It would be hard to pick one."

"As for favorite actress? Well, getting into the business, I idolized Christy Canyon." He pointed to a photo of the round hipped, heavy busted brunette. "I spent a lot of time trying to get work with her. Took 5 years but I finally got a scene with her. She was very nice, and very gracious. And we had a good time." He smiled. "It was quite nice."

His eyes roamed back to Laura, particularly her hard nipples poking through her clothing. "Are you sure you want to be talking about this?"
 
Laura had to giggle and blush when Brian told her about this award winning scene. “Yes, I have seen how much you cum in those movies. That wasn’t real, was it? I never saw a guy cum so much … and it kind of looked … like you guys had somehow faked it.” She looked a bit embarrassed, although the really had liked the scenes with the huge amount of cum, especially since her boyfriend was having a rather small load.

“I hope you guys really protected well, back then. Or with all that cum you must have fathered a few actresses along that way.” She giggled and was extremely turned on by now. Her pussy was wet and rubbed against her panties when she moved and her nipples were rock hard.

“Imagine, you would be going back into the movies? What kind of women would you like to have as a partner now? How would she have to look like? … And could you… you still perform… like back then.” She pointed at the award once again, feeling a rush doing through her body.
 
Brian laughed again. "Oh yes, all of that was me. All me. I was blessed or cursed with a large...capacity. Not all of the girls appreciated it, but I am who I am. And we were quite well taken care of, protection-wise. I was there when they introduced condoms for every shoot. It was important back then. Also, a trial. For better or worse, you couldn't just run down to the drug store for ones for me. They usually had to be special ordered. Times have gotten easier in that regard." He grinned. "But yes, all of that spunk was mine."

His eyes trailed again to Laura's chest and her poking nipples. "These days? That's a good question. She'd have to be nice...sweet...and clean. That's important. Body...not all that important, though I like smaller women." HE grinned. "Makes me look even bigger. And I love natural tits. I hated scenes with those early fake titties...hard as a rock." Brian shuddered theatrically.

"Someone young, nice tits, a good ass and firm thighs. And a willingness to do and try different things. Someone curious and intersting." He shrugged, smling at her. "Are you writing a book or getting career advice?"
 
“Wow, I think with those features, you really were more or less meant to be a porn start.” She giggled a little when Brian told the story about the special condoms. At the same time she wondered how well her neighbor was really endowed number wise, but she also felt that it was inappropriate to ask something like that. “They really had to order your condoms extra? That’s funny, but from what I read in the newspapers and saw online, they are getting a bit lax on the protection issue by now, don’t they?”

Laura was still very turned on her her breathing was a bit faster than usually, although she had a pretty fit body. “Sounds like you wouldn’t mind a small, younger woman, but I though you didn’t want to do kinky.” She teasingly punished his arm. “Or how would you explain a guy your age with someone like maybe my age. That would need some really good story writing.”

“To be honest, I am mostly curious, especially after I saw those videos of you. But… but, I am surely… not going … to write a book.” She blushed a little and went quiet again.
 
Brian nodded. "Near as I can tell, the AIDS scare is pretty much over, and testing has taken the place of condoms a lot of the time, but if you look close, there's a lot of rubbers in evidence even today. And that's not a bad thing. I never picked up anything bad, and at my advanced age, I'd rather not." He smiled. "Better safe than sorry, eh?"

He dropped into one of the leather recliners, sipping at his beer, regarding her. After spending so long in the business, he could recognize the signs of arousal...the breathing, the flushed skin, the nipples poking out like little pebbles. Their conversation was having an effect on Laura. Question was, should he end it or let her continue? Mentally he shrugged. She was a big girl.

"Hmmm? Plotting an older man and younger woman?" He smiled again. "You haven't seen many of pornos, have you? Plot is the thinnest thing in the world in them. Teacher/student, incest themes, hitchhiker, neighbors..." He shrugged again. "It doesn't take much."

He regarded her levelly. "Have I fulfilled your curiosity, or are you still curious about things? Ask now or forever hold your peace." Brian smiled.
 
“I agree, it’s better to be safe than sorry, but I guess with your abilities, you would be asked to do plenty of cream pie shots nowadays.” She smiled at him. “And testing for STDs surely is really important, how often did you test yourself back then?”

Laura smiled when Brian talked about the missing plots in porn movies. “Mmh, you are right, they don’t really have much story, but I though you as a writer might prefer one with a bit more than the usual: ‘Hi, wanna fuck?’. And sure, those combinations might work… in the end it’s probably a question what sells best.”

“I have one more questions, and I can’t promise that I wouldn’t come back in the future after that.” She winked at her neighbor and drank from her beer. “How is it to have sex with someone in front of the camera? And how do you feel when you are kissing and fucking someone you don’t really know… or even dislike?”
 
"Oh, the testing is continuous. Not when I first started, but as time went on, the industry woke up to reality. By the time I was done, it was pretty typical to be tested weekly." Brian chuckled. "Truth be told, I still have them take blood every couple of months, just out of habit. I've been really lucky, as I said...never had any troubles."

"And plots make for more interesting movies, but let's be real...most guys out there just fast forward through the talking to get to the fucking." Grinning, Brian leaned back in the chair. "That's what sells and what brings in the cash...how pretty and how interesting are the sex acts."

"I don't know, I suspect you've got a lot more questions than you're letting on. But...what's it like to fuck in front of a camera? It's...different. So many people standing around, lighting you, getting the sound right, fluffing you..." he winked "directing you, supplying your food and drink. You went to college, right? Imagine everyone in one of your classes standing around watching you or telling you what to do while you and your boyfriend are shagging. That's what it's like."

Brian shrugged again. "As for what it's like to be with someone new or someone you don't know or someone you don't like.... Well...do you like everyone you work with? You like some of them, I'm sure and others you tolerate. And those that you don't like, you deal with them because it's your job. None of us will ever win an Oscar, but that's why they call it 'acting'...sometimes you gotta do someone you don't want to. Still, at the end of the day, it's still sex, and sex with a lot of different women and I got paid for it. What could be terribly wrong with that?" Smiling, Brian finished off his beer, setting the bottle on the arm of the chair, watching the sexy little neighbor who was questioning him.

"And honestly, the directors are the worst of all. Move here, move there...don't stick it in her yet...shift to the left, you're blocking the camera's view of her...naughty bits." He smiled again. "Shift here, shift there, faster, slower, don't choke her, choke her, for heaven's sake, don't spooge inside her." Brian shook his head.
 
Laura knew that Brian was right, most guys just wanted to see the action, but she for example also liked a nice story or at least the effort for a decent story. “Sure, the core part of a porn is the juicy action, but when you by a car, you usually don’t settle for one that just drives. You want the whole product to be worth your money, the same it should be with porn, don’t you agree?”

“I guess it’s hard to do all that. For me sex is something special that you only do with someone you really care about. That probably has to be seen in a more diversified way. There is probably the job, … and then there is your private life. Did you have a serious relationship during your time as actor? And how did they handle this stuff and your job in general?” The talk was getting Laura so excited, she needed to get home to get some release soon. Nevertheless, she still had her biggest step in front of herself.

The 22 year old thought for a moment and then nodded. “Yes, I have plenty more of questions to be honest, but I think I have to get them in some kind of order. I am just jumping from topic to topic and just feel like I am touching the bare top.” She looked around and took in all the awards and posters one more time. Then Laura took emptied her beer and took a deep breath. “Maybe… maybe I should conduct something like a small experiment on myself… on the topic of ‘how to become and live like a porn starlet’. … I mean… just to get this more organized….“ She looked up at Brian and smiled shyly. “I could write a blog about it… to keep it all together in on place. What do you think? And would you help me?” Her heart was beating fast then she looked up at Brian.
 
"Oh, it's possible to have relationships. You just have to have someone understanding. Not a lot of people out there like that. It takes a special person. They're few and far between." He looked her in the eye. "And if you're the sort for whom sex is special and only shared with someone special...that's not a career for you. I've seen more people emotionally damaged by trying. Seriously."

He looked at her curiously as she mentioned "trying the lifestyle" and asking his help, particularly when she mentioned touching 'the bare top'. "Now, what do you mean by 'living the lifestyle'? Not sure there is one lifestyle, so what're you thinking of doing? I don't know if I can help you until I know what you're thinking. And I have to warn you. If you do something like blogging about the experiences of a porn star, you're asking for trouble. You'll find large sections of the population to be very judgmental and really open to condemning sex workers." He shrugged. "You find out who your real friends are, really quick. And, of course, the Internet is forever, as they say."

Brian's eyes flicked over the young woman. "So, what were you thinking?"
 
Obviously, the young woman was becoming a bit nervous, but after a few moments of silence, she looked up and straight into Brian’s eyes. “Well, I think you have noticed by now, that… that the whole porn starlet idea excites me quite a bit. I am a curious person and I like to now more about it, experience it even … maybe. I know that I am asking for trouble in some way, but that also makes it exciting, doesn’t it? We…ahh, I could take it slow… start with basic preparations and see where it takes us.”

“The blogging was just an idea. There are plenty of blogs that are not too public and still offer a nice platform. That way we would avoid a bit the judgmental crowd a bit … until we are more certain about how far we want to take this.” She smiled playfully at Brian and felt more conscious about herself. “You could help me… as maybe some kind of mentor or manager. It … it would be a fun experiment.”

“This is probably just the excitement and beers speaking, but please just think about it. And maybe tomorrow I will have changed my mind anyway.”
 
Brian nodded, looking at her steadily, though his eyes kept drifting to her chest. "You may indeed change your mind. You youngsters are so flighty these days." There was a twinkle in his eyes the belied his words.

"I can walk you through some things, if you really want. But my advice is to take it slow. Take some nude photos, see if you're comfortable doing that. Or to take it a step up...have your boyfriend film you playing with yourself. Or even film yourself having sex with him. See how you react to that. Some girls don't mind seeing themselves on film, but some can't stand it. You might like it. And you'd probably look good doing it." He smiled.

Then, Brian shrugged. "You can still blog, if you want, but you might want to start out blurring your face and of course, don't use your own name. I mean, everyone goes with a professional name.
 
Laura wasn’t sure how long she would be able to do the experiment, but the idea of it was thrilling and Brian’s willingness to help her made her feel confident. “I guess we will just take one step at a time and slowly test the deeper water.” The excitement was boiling inside of her body by now and Laura had trouble to stand still.

“So I guess, we will need a professional name for me. Do you have any ideas for one? How did you get yours?” Laura look at all the posters and tried to get some inspiration from the pictures and names printed on them. “And what do you suggest as the first step?”

“I always think that I could look better, when I am looking at photos of myself. And I have never really tried to film myself during sex, … but I guess the hard part isn’t the filming, it’s more the showing it to someone else that is scary.”
 
"Well, just pick something you can stand living with. Something descriptive or evocative. I mean, I've seen professional names range from the sublime to the silly. My own...well, it got picked for me. You've seen my endowment? So did the chick from my screen test...her exclamation was..memorable." Brian shrugged, shifting in his chair. He wondered if this girl was serious and just how far she was willing to go. And...should he be encouraging her? Brian wouldn't mind seeing her naked, but she was less than half his age. Talking was one thing, acting was another. He looked her up and down. "What comes to mind is Lilly Rose, but that might not fit depending on how you look naked or how you behave in the sack." Brian laughed. "That's just off the cuff."

"As for your first step? As I mentioned before...get naked photos of yourself or strip down in front of someone. Porn is very exhibitionist. Or go home and get your boyfriend to shag you in front of a camera. Only way to find out what it's like and if you like it, is to do it. It's not a very easy thing to just ease into, you know?"
 
The dirty-blond 22 year old though for a moment when Brian suggested the name Lilly Rose. “Mmh, that sounds like a nice idea, I like the sound of that and doesn’t have a connection to my real name. But in what way would the name have to relate to my looks and my sexual abilities?” She looked a little puzzled at her neighbor.

“Well, if it would help us getting a name for me, I could… I could take my pants and t-shirt off. And I would practicing stripping in front of someone.” She smiled teasingly at Brian. “But I guess before that, I would need another beer, if you don’t mind.” Normally, Laura wouldn’t have though about stripping right away, but she was sure that she wouldn’t get her boyfriend to sleep with her in front of the camera. He wasn’t the kind of guy that took risk, which was one of the reasons for Laura to start this experiment in the first place.
 
Brian chuckled at her reaction. "Well, I ended up with mine because the girl I screen tested with screamed out 'Oh my god, he's hung like a Clydesdale!' Not technically true, but she was startled. Plenty of actresses who used descriptive names." He ticked them off on his fingers. "Kayla Kleevage, Lisa Lipps, Little Oral Annie, while animal names are popular, like Fox. Or flowers. Or just any name that sounds good."

He nodded. "Well, we can take a look at you and see what we see, if you're up for it. If you're grabbing a beer, could you get me one, too, please?" He wondered if she was really going to strip, at least to her underwear. And if so, could he get her to go farther? What would she do in pursuit of this idea of hers?
 
Laura couldn’t suppress her surprise and curiosity, when Brian told the story behind his actors name. Surely she had seen that her neighbor had been well equipped in the movies, however the bad quality and small size of the video had only allowed her to guess. “Mmh, hung like a Clydesdale… now that sounds interesting.” She smiled teasingly at Brian. “But I guess I would prefer to have a name that doesn’t reduce me on one asset.”

Giggling like a small girl, the 22 year old started to undo the laces of her sneakers and kicked them off. Soon her white sock liners were gone as well, leaving her with her bare feet. Then she undid the buttons of her jeans and slowly pushed the tight pants over her well formed ass and thighs until the garment dropped to the ground. Laura’s heart was beating fast, but since she was used from her dancing and gymnastics events to wear revealing dresses in front of stranger, this wasn’t too bad and she was able to keep her nerves under control.

Then she left the room and soon returned with two beers and handed her neighbor one of them. Still just dressed in her white t-shirt. After a deep sip of her beer, she turned toward Brian and pulled the shirt over her head, revealing her nearly naked body. All that stopped her neighbor’s view were the black bra and panties. Nervously, Laura looked up at Brian and smiled shyly. “So, Mr. Mitchell, what do you think?”
 
Brian nodded his appreciation of her comments, and then watched her wiggle out of her jeans. She had lovely legs, nice and firm and properly muscled. And her ass as she left the room....very nice indeed. He got a closer look as she came back, leaning over him to hand him a beer. Brian could see that her nipples were still rock hard under her shirt and bra.

And then she shimmied out of her tshirt as well. Laura was stunning, standing there in her black lace undergarments. Harder to tell that her nipples were protruding, due to the black of her bra, but he knew they were there.

"You're a very attractive young woman, very healthy and in good shape. From what I can see, you'd be a hit in any photoshoot or film you chose to do. I can see that all eyes would be riveted on you." Brian paused, gesturing vaguely toward her chest. "And those are natural, right? No enhancement?"
 
The small panties were sticking to Laura’s pussy like a second sink, since they were pretty wet between her legs. Carefully, but graciously the young girl moved slowly trough the room and turn on the spot, to give Brian a good look. She felt sexy when she notice how much her old neighbor looked her body and how he enjoyed looking at her. Laura smiled more confidently, when she stopped and stood in front of her neighbor. Then she did blew a kiss teasingly to Brian and finished her little show with sliding her legs apart and going into the splits.

“Thank you, Mr. Mitchell. Do you really think so? I mean, there are so many beautiful women out there.” She giggled and then pushed her breasts out. “Yeah, all real and god given. As a gymnast and dancer you rather prefer smaller breasts, so nobody would be thick enough to enhance them.”
 
Brian felt a surge to his groin as he watched Laura sway around the room and finally sink into the splits. For a second, he could almost believe he could see a flash of pink around the black lace. Taking a careful drink of his beer, he watched his young neighbor, with her interesting ideas and willingness to strip in front of him.

"They don't actually seem that small to me. They're pretty good sized for your frame. And that lace is holding them nicely." He smiled. "I may have mentioned that I had a preference, back in the day, for the natural ones, of whatever size. I have never once suggested to a woman that she get her breasts worked on. Seems to be defeating the purpose, if you ask me."

He cocked his head, looking at her, down in her splits. Brian's tone turned even lighter, more playful. "Does make me wonder, just how nice they look. I mean, you're what, 20ish? They're probably pretty spectacular, aren't they? Nipples that get all hard and pointy? Little pink aureola?" He smiled. "Things that show up well on film."
 
Thankfully, Laura had picked on of her sexier pieces of underwear. The sexy, lace bra and panties were giving her show the right style and were not too small, so that her private parts wouldn’t show. Her smooth legs were still spread far apart and showed clearly, that Laura was a flexible girl.

“Well, they are c-cups and for my personal taste even a bit big. Like I said, when you try to be flexible in gymnastics, every additional weight and volume is a problem. But I am happy to hear, that you like them.” She smiled at him and slowly got up. When she lifted her sex from a floor a small wet spot was left behind. “I think you mentioned your like for natural breasts, when you described your perfect partner earlier.”

She took another gulp from her beer and turned back to Brian. “I just turned 22, so I hope they look as nice as you expect them to be.” She blushed when she softly asked, “Do you want to see them, Mr. Mitchell?” Slowly she reached behind her back with her left arm and undid the hooks, while her other arm was placed in front of her breasts. Then the pushed the straps of her shoulders and pulled the arm away, the bra dropped…
 
Brian's attention focused sharply as Laura talked about her breasts. It sharpened even more when she asked if he wanted to see them, and then went ahead and unhooked her bra. As she took her arm away and the bra dropped, he was treated to a beautiful pair of full, slightly heavy breasts, tipped with very hard nipples. Brian's eyes narrowed a bit, seeing them poking free.

"Laura...I have to tell you.... Those are magnificent breasts. You may consider them too large, but they're gorgeous. Mmmmm." He studied her nearly nude body almost clinically. "Gorgeous from head to toe. Don't take this wrong, but I can think of a lot of ways to use those fantastic tits. Porn appropriate ways," he chuckled. "If there's one thing I've always appreciated, it's a fine pair of knockers. And such fine hard nipples...?" The question was obvious in his voice.

His eyes flicked down, briefly. "So, another personal question. Do you keep your bush natural? Do you trim it? Or is it a shaved kitty?"
 
Cool air engulfed Laura’s breasts when the bra dropped down. The excitement was overpowering Laura’s natural shyness and the look on Brian’s face was enough to make her smile proudly and to continue her show. Her smooth round breasts were full and firm. Her fairly small frame made them look pretty large, although they were in reality rather average in size. The upward pointing, rock hard nipples were standing out from the round orbs. They were, like the quarter sized aureolas, slightly darker than her usual, lightly tanned skin.

The dirty-bold beauty was shaking from the arousal that was filling her body. Her face was flustered and her skin was showing the typical signs of stronger blood flow. Standing nearly completely naked, just dressed with some small bikini-style lace panties, in front of her old neighbor was giving Laura a very strange feeling. Especially the fact, that he was completely dressed and enjoying a beer while watching her strip and evaluating her body, gave the situation a surreal touch.

Laura felt her panties getting even more soaked, when Brian praised her tits and overall body. “Thanks, so, do you think my breasts will be doing ok in the porn industry?” She smiled a bit teasingly at the guy, which was probably even older both of her parents. “What are those porn appropriate ways you are talking off?” Laura giggled and turned a little on the spot to give Brian a better view. In the mood of the moment, the young college student suddenly asked without thinking, “Do you want to touch them, Mr. Mitchell?”

When Brian’s eyes flicked down to her panties, Laura felt a bit awkward and didn’t know how far she should take this. So, she tried to buy herself some time. “Well, the question isn’t what I do now, is it? The important question here is, how should it be in the future?”
 
Brian watched his young neighbor stripping down, exposing her gorgeous globes to him. He studied the breasts, noting the rock-hard nipples and the tight aureloas. It wasn't all that chilly in here, and her nipples were hard when she took the bra off, so something was going in inside her. Something...interesting. He sipped his beer, appreciating the show.

"I think those breasts would be magnificent in porn, Laura. In all the best ways...kissing, licking, sucking, squeezing...tittyfucking...receptacles for jizz." He wondered briefly, and not for the first time, why he was so candid with this young neighbor. "And seeing another woman sucking on them wouldn't be bad either." Brian chuckled, watching the expression on Laura's face.

"As for your pubic hair...it should be how you like it. The trend recently has been to have a shaved kitty, but I've never liked that much. Natural or trimmed, even cut in designer shapes...I prefer the hair to be there." He shrugged again. "But that's just me, and it's your pubis, not mine."

When Laura offered her breasts, he paused a moment, considering. Then, slowly nodding, "You know, I'd love to feel your breasts. Very much so. But a question first..." His eyes narrowed, locking in on hers. "Laura...has all of this" he waved a hand generally around the house" turned you on? The discussion...the exposure? Has it?"
 
Laura giggled and playfully acted to be shocked when Brian told her things he would do with her tits. But her eyes really went big, when he mentioned another woman. “Mmh, I have never thought about that. I guess men like to see that, don’t they? I have never tried that…, I guess I will have to learn a lot of new stuff.”

“Of cause it’s my pussy, but when it comes to being a professional, I guess it doesn’t hurt to do what the customers want. Especially, in this case it’s pretty easy to change … even between styles.” Laura smiled and was getting a thrill out of seeing herself as a product. “Well, I usually shave myself completely every once in a while, it’s easier that way with the dancing and gymnastics leotards and by boyfriend Marc liked it very much when he saw it the first time.” She looked a bit apologetic at her neighbor, since for some unknown reason she wanted to please him.

When Brian indicated that he would love to touch her tits, Laura slowly moved closer toward him. “Well, yes… it’s all very exciting.” She looked down at her hard nipples and had to smile broadly. “I guess it’s pretty hard to hide that I am turned on.” She giggled and came to a stop in front of her new friend.
 
"You know, that reminds me of another skill to have in front of the camera. You'd have to be comfortable masturbating on film. Sometimes it's a solo scene, sometimes it's the prelude to something else."

Brian watched as she moved to him, those bare tits swaying and jiggling. He looked up at her as she stood over him, his 22-year-old neighbor exposing herself. At this close range, he could see a bit of dampness on her inner thighs. Smiling, Brian reached out with both hands, gently cupping both of Laura's breasts. He hefted them, pressing them together and softly squeezing. His fingers splayed over her warm mounds, grasping the soft flesh. Brian rubbed his palms against her rockhard nipples, "feeling" them and stimulating them. "And yes, just about every actress does a girl on girl scene, or some sort of group scene, in her career, even if she's not a lesbian or bisexual. It's a standard thing." He smiled up at her as he gently fondled her natural breasts. "These are really, really nice, Laura. Trust me, I was the professional."

"So, are you shaved now?" He gave her breasts another squeeze, showing no sign of willingness to release them.
 
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