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“No, no. Stop everything.”John walked towards me, looking disappointed.“Cheyenne, What the fuck are you doing?”“Sorry, John.” I felt so empty. “I just can’t concentrate.”“And why not? You’re always such a professional.”I saw him out of the corner of my eye, still in his suit and tie. He must have been shocked by what he witnessed. Why did I invite him there, that day, of all days? What was wrong with me?“Take five, people.” John turned to me. “Sort out your shit.”I got up from my kneeling position from amongst the three other naked bodies, two men and another woman. We were on the set of a porn movie and I was the starGerald was the new love of my life and I was going to lose him forever. My previous lovers were from the industry, but jealousy and ego’s destroyed our relationships. It happened often that the egos of male stars were connected to the size of their dicks: the bigger the cock, the bigger the ego. I was young and naïve. Not anymore. After my third international award for best actress in an adult film, I could pick and choose with whom, where and when I wanted to perform. I even appeared in a few mainstream Hollywood movies, with a good write-ups.I quickly put on my robe and walked towards him.“I am so sorry.”“You are fantastic.”“You must be shocked?”He softly put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. I couldn’t detect a hint of rejection or disgust in his touch. How could that be? Where was his jealousy? He kissed me on my lips that were, until a few moments ago, wrapped around another man’s cock and lapping a woman’s pussy. Could he still taste the juices? I tried to break his embrace, but he held me tight.Looking into his brown eyes, I could only see love and laughter playing.“Are you mocking me?” I asked while I wormed out of his embrace.“How can you say that? I’m mad about you.”“Am I your slut now?”“Do you enjoy your work?”“What?”“Do you like having sex?”“What do you mean?”“Do you love fucking other people on camera?”He couldn’t have expressed it more bluntly. The set fell silent and I saw everybody kocaeli escort turning in our direction. They all wanted to know. If I said no, then they would have known that I was a fraud. If I said yes, I was going to lose him. Slowly and painfully, I turned towards my fellow thespians, the director and the crew. This was where I found acceptance, this was where I grew up and found my niche. Outside, in a world who lusted after me, I found rejection. There I was a whore and a slut. Here, I was somebody, but for how long?Could I have given it all up for this man? Would he dump me when people started rejecting me in his world?“Be honest.”“I cannot choose.”“That’s not what I asked you.”“Yes,” I whispered, too afraid to look into his eyes to see his reaction.“I can’t hear you.”“Yes, I love fucking people.” I dropped my robe and walked seductively towards him. I caressed my tits and let my hand drop to my smooth pussy. I fingered myself.“Is this what you want?” I dropped to my knees in front of him, unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. What a beautiful specimen. “Is this too shocking for you?” I pumped his erection a few times. “Will your world accept this kind of behaviour?” I licked his balls. “Will you just fuck me and then leave?”I wanted to know. My choice of employment was a holy quest for me. I engulfed his dick with my lips and sucked as if my life depended on it. He fitted perfectly. I could feel the juices of my pussy flowing freely, my pussy lips becoming puffy. Then he pulled me up and kissed me tenderly, his erection pushing against my belly. Throwing my arms around his neck, I kissed him back. His hand glided between my legs and I could feel him inserting two fingers into my waiting cunt.“I love you and would never expect you to change,” he said softly in my ear. It sounded like heavenly music.“I can’t hear you.” It was my turn.He moved back and I panicked. Then he dropped to his knees and took my hands into his.“Cheyenne, before all these people, I declare my love for you.” He was very formal, but I liked it kocaeli escort bayan and my panic turned into wobbly knees. “Will you be my life companion?”“Yes, my love. Yes.”Putting his hands on my naked bottoms, he pulled me closer and he darted his tongue over my clit and slit before he slipped it into my pussy.“There is one condition,” he said while standing up, with his cock still very much alive. “You must always love the people you fuck.”“Come on, you love birds,” interrupted John. “We have work to do.”That was last year.After another hard day’s work, I wanted to be home with Gerald, my true love. He was smart, funny, caring and full of love for me. I’ve been married to Gerald for a year and I must say, he treated me like a goddess. He never complained about the hours of my job, nor the traveling or what I do. He was always there to support me, to cheer me on and to get me through the rough patches of my career. If he knew when I’d be home, he would always have a hot bath and a wonderful meal ready. I loved to soak my tired body in the hot, bubbly waters before I got a sexy massage from Gerald.I had become used to this pampering and had taken it for granted.Today was different.I felt guilty because I had a great time at work and didn’t think about Gerald during all the action. As a porn star, I expose my body, my pussy and my ass to any camera who’s willing to pay top dollar for the privilege to see me naked or to see me fuck the most beautiful women and men in the industry. Gerald, on the other hand, was a pastor in a vibrant congregation.How we met is not important, let’s just say it was love at first sight, for both of us. On our first date, I told him what I do for a living, expecting him to walk out on me. He didn’t. He applauded me for my bravery and for the joy I brought to lonely men and women, masturbating to my images and desiring me as the incarnation of the goddess in their lives. I didn’t understand what he meant by it, but it gave me the freedom and love to continue with my chosen career, even after we got izmit escort married.Our wedding was something to remember. I invited all my family, my on-screen lovers and other players in the industry while Gerald had no family and only a few friends from his church. Gerald was an immediate hit with everyone. The guys congratulated him for roping me in and tying me down while the girls just wanted to fuck him. Then he said something I wasn’t sure how to interpret:“I might have roped her into my bed, but she’s not tied down.”I desperately wanted to belong to him, to be dominated by him but then he said I am not exclusively his. I loved the freedom, but being married to an outsider gave me a legit prominence that few within the industry enjoy. Gerald took that away and I felt as if my status rug was pulled from under me. Still in my short, revealing white, wedding dress, I was furious and to take him up on his word, I groped Paul West, one of my male co-stars and started making out with him. I got down on my knees, unzipped his trousers and fished out his cock in front of all the guests. I started to suck his dick, but I could feel the tears running down my cheeks. I didn’t know how to take this.I loved Gerald and wanted to belong to him, but…….Then Gerald was on his knees beside me, kissing and licking my tears away while Paul’s cock was still in my mouth. He took my face in his hands and slowly pulled me away. Paul’s cock popped out of my mouth, hitting Gerald in the face. Gerald didn’t squirm away, but kissed me on my lips, snaking his tongue into my mouth where a moment before another man’s dick filled me. The tenderness of the kiss, the love that flowed through Gerald filled my whole being. I was totally confused with all the emotions running wild in me“Darling, Cheyenne,” Gerald whispered. “I can never take you away from what you love.”Paul pushed his cock between our faces, slapping it on my and Gerald’s lips. Gerald slowly took Paul’s dick, sucked on it a couple of times and turned it towards me. I opened my mouth and while Gerald pushed Paul’s cock in he also kissed my mouth and Paul’s cock, as if giving me his blessing.“You never need my permission to make love to other people,” said Gerald, leaving me to fuck Paul and others on our wedding day.

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