Venice Beach Dreams (Closed to milkmaiden38)

[milkmaiden38]

Ginger

“Hi Jackson.” I replied as I heard Jackson’s voice. “It’s Ginger Blaze.” I said calmly, but there was a flicker of urgency beneath it. “It was good meeting you today. You seem like a decent guy—smart, observant. That’s why I’m reaching out.”

I paused, letting the silence settle before continuing. “Now, before you say yes or hang up, just hear me out. I’m going to be straight with you. I work for the FBI. I’m deep into an undercover assignment, and things are getting complicated.”

My tone sharpened. “I’m investigating the disappearance of a young woman—Kara Weeks. She was last seen at that studio. I saw how Jill was cozying up to you, and I figured… maybe you’re in a position to hear things. Things I can’t.”

“I’m not asking you to do anything reckless. Nothing illegal. Nothing that’ll get you fired. I just need you to keep your ears open. If you hear anything—anything at all—about Kara Weeks, I want you to come to me.”

She let the weight of it settle. “If your tip leads us to her, I’ll make sure you’re compensated. Ten grand. No strings. Just information.”

Another pause. “So… can I count on you, Jackson?”

 

[HornyIsh69]

Jackson answered the phone where that one girl, Ginger spoke on the other end. "Yeah, totally fun to meet you indeed." He said bluntly, listening to her and what she has to say. He nods. "10 grand huh? Can we also have a bit of fun too?" He asked, since he wasn't the negotiating type but he's seen enough movies where the fed babe and regular schmoe get it on.

"Someone's in a dangerous line of work has to have some way to add another addendum to a deal." Jackson said to the female, hearing her speak about what else Jackson threw to the table.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Ginger

Jackson request was way out of line! If I had been a rule follower, he’d be gone. Of course, if I had been a rule follower, I would not have been on this case. His request and this case was another thing to consider. If I said no to Jackson, he might blow my cover. See how I worked that pun in there. Anyhow, the kid had guts and brains to make that request. Only bad thing was he was thinking with his dick… but I love it when guys think with their dicks.

“Oh, I think us having some is prefect for my cover too. Let’s not get Jill too jealous.” I cautioned him.

“Thanks for helping out in this investigation. See you at 0800” I said to end the call.

0800 the next morning

I arrived a bit early and a guy named Tim met me. I was taken to a side room where there were a few more forms to fill out.

"Do you have any limits or scenes you don’t want to be involved in?” Tim asked me

“Shit, I guess I’m pretty open. I’d want all scene to involve healthy sexual fantasies. Where both partners are having fun.” I answered.

“Girl-girl, threesomes, anal?” Tim asked.

“Sure…” I agreed.

“Ok… I’ll put you down for everything. But I’ll add a note in your file to ask you before scheduling a scene. You can let us know if it crosses the “unhealthy” line.” Tim explained. "Today you’re going to be a fluffer. Try not to get under anyone's feet ok”

"Absolutely, Tim. I will keep a low profile, scouts honor." I replied.

“Ok, put on your yellow bikini and join me on stage 3

I quickly changed and walked to stage 3. The filming area looked like a bar. There were two video cameras on moving tripods in front of the stage. They were not filming yet. There were two customers in the room, tall, young handsome man and a slutty looking woman. Jackson was the bartender for the scene! I gave Jackson a friendly wave.

Tim took me to a slimy looking black man that was in the director’s chair.

“This is the director, Arc Ebonywood” Tim said “This is Ginger, your fluffer”

“Hi” I said but the man, but he did not say hi back. He looked me over like a piece of meat. “She’ll do” He commented.

“So, what do I do?” I asked him.

“Go over there and get Luke ready” Arc ordered me.

“Wait, is there going to be some kind of set up? Dialog, ordering drinks?” I asked

“No… he is going to just fuck her brains out” Arc told me flatly.

I decided this director was an idiot. This scene could be so much more erotic. So I decided to put on a little show myself. I walk up to Luke slowly, my huge chest pushed out, bouncing a little with each of my steps, my eyes locked on to his. My hips swaying to show off my amazing curves.

Everyone in the place was watching me. I slid down kneeling between his outstretched legs and tossed my long red hair over my shoulders. Smiling up at him, unzipped his pants. Luke smiled down at me as I sexily tilted of my head before pulled out his big cock. It was nice and hung out from his body, semi hard and pulsing. I gazed at it wantonly, lewdly licking my lips.

"Ummm, I just love sucking big cocks," I coo'ed, reaching up and sliding my hand around the base of the cock. I began to gently stroke the cock, making the foreskin go back and forth, my eyes glazing over with lust. I knelt down and my lips parted. I gave the shiny bulbous head a long wet open-mouthed kiss then slid my tongue out and began to slowly lick back and forth over tip. My eyes closed and I took it into my mouth, my cheeks hollowing as I began to lovingly suck the top few inches.

"Ummm, you taste sooo good baby" I moaned, looking up at Luke. He gripped my hair and pulled my mouth back down onto his big cock and began to pump his hips into my face.

Holding my head tightly, he started fucking my mouth with long slow strokes, sliding his cock in deeper and deeper and I was loving it. I began to moan continually, meeting his thrusting hips with hungry deep sucks on his cock, tilting and twisting my head as I clung to his thighs and took more and more of that big fuckstick into my mouth.

I was getting into the scene so much, I forgot to stop. Luke moaned and he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled his cock from my mouth and blasted cum on my face. Think ropes of white cum streamed out hitting my lips and chin. My face was covered in cum.

“SHIT” the director yelled in angry.

“Sorry… her mouth and the sucking was too hot. I was cumming before I knew it.” Luke confessed

“Fuck Luke. You are a pro… that should not happen. Well that is a wrap for today.” Arc Ebonywood said throwing his script on the floor.

“Why?” I asked

“Luke can’t cum again. He needs time to recover.” Arc Ebonywood replied in anger.

“Come on now, I think I can get him ready for a second cum!” I told him

“I think she can too!” Luke gasped as his cock started to harden. “But I want her in the scene” He added.

Arc just shock his head. “Ok… but this better not be a waste of my time!”

 

[milkmaiden38]

New Scene

“It won’t take long,” I told the director.

“Alright, Luke,” I said, gesturing toward the bar. “I’ll be assisting Jackson with bartending. Secretly, you’ve got a massive crush on me—but I’ve turned you down. So now, you’re here to hook up with…” I pointed toward the sultry woman perched on the stool.

“Beth,” she said with a teasing smile.

“Sorry, no one gave me your name,” I replied, a little flustered.

“It’s fine,” Beth said, leaning in slightly. “I like where this is headed.”

I nodded, setting the stakes. “So Luke… you’re going to seduce and fuck Beth to prove to me what I’m missing. And Beth—maybe you’ve got your own thing for Luke. Maybe you want to steal him for real.”

I moved behind the bar with Jackson and gave quick camera instructions. “One camera tight on whoever’s showing real emotion—Luke, Beth, or me. The other stays wide. Everyone ready?”

A round of nods. I called out, “Action.”

Luke stepped in smoothly, greeting me first with a casual “Hey,” before flashing Beth a wicked grin.

“Are you and Ginger not a thing anymore?” Beth asked, her voice thick with desire.

“No,” Luke said, locking eyes with me. “I’m very available.”

Then he leaned in and kissed Beth—slow, deliberate, and intense. By the time they broke apart, Beth was breathless.

“Ginger has no idea what she’s missing,” she murmured, eyes still locked on Luke.

I was stunned. The two of them were ad-libbing flawlessly, and the chemistry was electric. Luke’s arousal was obvious, and Beth looked flushed and hungry. My role was to look shocked—and honestly, I didn’t have to fake it. The scene was working far better than I’d imagined.

The director noticed too, signaling the camera crew to adjust for tighter angles and better coverage.

I leaned toward Jackson and whispered, “This scene’s turning me on. Want to mess around while they keep filming?”

The bar’s structure blocked everything below the waist. The cameras wouldn’t catch a thing.