Jessica Alba - Paying with Pussy

"Yeah right here, we're gonna start with you on the couch there," he said pointing to it.

"Ok, do you need me to undress or..." she said, trying to work out where to begin.

"No no, you're starting exactly as you are, all proper and...Jessica Alba," he said with a wave of his hands, trying to indicate the simple magic of her persona.

"Right ok, and James?" she asked, looking to him.

"Vance honey, Vance, let's all keep in character here. He's gonna be off screen at that moment, but ready to go the second your introduction is over," he said.

"My introduction?" she asked.

"Yeah, it's right here in the breakdown of the scene," Steve said, stepping forward to hand it to her.

"Well hey I've not seen this yet," she said, taking it from him.

"No? Well I guess maybe he wanted it to be a surprise or something," Steve shrugged. He genuinely thought Jessica would've been prepared with one.

"Maybe, let me have a quick read of this," she said, skimming over the notes and scene direction. There was no dialogue really besides notes for her to be enthusiastic but not overdo it, that they weren't expecting a porn star here, they wanted an actress paying her way. She quickly read over the scene, seeing how they wanted her to dance and strip for the camera, and then a fairly typical scene she supposed with with oral, sex and a swallow to finish. It wasn't her preferred manner of things but she just had to go with the flow on this one really, reading on into the second scene with widened her eyes. They wanted anal sex, hard and vigorous underlined in the script, with her sucking him for an eventual finish over her face for the camera sign off shots. She didn't do anal, never had and had never had any interest in finding out either.

"Whoa, I don't know about this," she said, pointing to it and looking up at Steve.

"What's that?" he said, stepping round to look at the script with her.

"Anal sex. I don't do anal," she said, looking to him. He gave a shrug.

"Well hey I didn't write the script or anything, I'm just here to shoot it with you guys," he said non-committally, genuinely having no control over what was meant to happen, just how it would happen as he filmed Jessica's payback.

"I...this isn't good," she said flatly, genuinely worried about it. She was sure it would hurt.

"Look I can call Mr Russell again if you want, you can take it up with him?" Steve offered. He really had no other offers to make. Jessica stared at the script, wishing it was different; she'd heard rumours about other girls making deals like this, it wasn't a secret really in her industry, but she'd never actually met anybody that admitted to fulfilling one. She knew this wouldn't be released or anything but it was still going to be seen by a lot of higher ups, people who might have further influence on her career and that put a worry in her mind. But then this was the deal, she'd made her bed and knew it was time to pay up. The script was what it was, she just had to steel her nerves and go for it now. It was game time.

"No, we're good. This is the script, so let's do this," she said, heart racing as she spoke confidently and committed herself.

"Ok," Steve said with a smile and clap of his hands, walking back towards his camera to start setting up.

"Ok Vance let's go, we're gonna do this," he said, Vance looking up with a nod and wasting no time in starting to strip his shirt off. It was just another day for him, even if he was very much looking forward to fucking Jessica Alba. He gave her a thumbs up as she slowly walked back towards the minimalistic set, trying to set her mind at ease a little as it was time to go -- time for Jessica's first porn film.

"Just sit over here on the couch and we'll do this introduction," Steve said, guiding the actress to the black leather sofa. She sat down and adjusted her dress, trying to make herself as tidy and ready as possible, heart pounding even as she willed herself to calm down.

"Ok give me a second to memorise this," she said, reading the script again. This was something she did every day and it helped to relax her, just putting herself into work mode as she read the line several times and skimmed what was coming up next while Vance finished stripping off. Jessica glanced his way and then did a double take, getting the first look at his cock, her eyes widening and gaze fixed as she took in the thick, powerful looking penis that was hers to work with for the next few hours.

"Holy shit," she murmured, taking it in, its thickness and size even when he was only slightly hard. Noticing her looking he glanced down at his cock and then back up at her with a smile.

"You like it?" he said, knowing that she already did.

"Yeah, it's huge. Biggest one I've ever seen in person," she said honestly, eyes still fixed on him.

"Something new for you today then," he said, proud of himself as his cock stiffened just a little more.

"Yeah it is, I hope I can handle it. How big is it?" she asked, though it was hardly relevant as he was going to fit it inside her regardless.

"About nine inches," he said, watching her reaction as she glanced down at her lap.

"Wow. Well I hope it fits," she said, not mentioning the pain she knew she was sure to endure when he squeezed that massive cock up her ass even as the fear crossed her mind.

"I'm sure it will. Now let's do this before you lose your nerve, come on," he cajoled, encouraging her to just go for it.

"Right right, let's do this," she said, shaking her head and focusing, taking a final read of the line and then throwing the script aside out of shot.

"Ok great, let's go," Steve said, turning the camera on to look straight into the face of Jessica Alba. He pointed at her to indicate they were rolling. She cleared her throat and looked into the camera.

"Hi, I'm Jessica Alba and I'm paying with pussy," she said, voice faltering a little as her nerves go to her.

"Again," Steve directed. Jessica breathed deep and resettled herself on the sofa, looking into the camera again.

"Hi, I'm Jessica Alba and I'm paying with pussy," she said, holding her tone but flatly, not giving it any life.

"Come on Jess, give us something here, you know what people wanna see," Steve said, giving encouraging hand motions, trying to lift her up. She internally grumbled a little, not liking being ordered around like this but going with it.

"Hi, I'm Jessica Alba and I'm paying with pussy," she said power and life and a naughty smile, holding it a moment before she winked for the camera.

"Perfect," Steve said, giving a thumbs up.

"Yeah?" she asked, wanting reassurance.

"Yeah carry on like that and this is gonna go great," he said, nodding to Vance to get him to enter the shot.

"Alright then," she breathed, feeling a bit more comfortable now things had started, eyeing Vance as he moved into the shot, taking in his cock once more and how much harder it was, well on the way to full erection as she moved over on the couch to let him sit beside her, totally naked to her fully dressed self.

"Action," Steve said, getting far more into the swing of things now, another day on set for him and Vance. Deciding to just go for it and embrace things, Jessica just followed the script and immediately reached over to run her hands down his thighs, taking a final look at his stiffening cock before she stood up on her heels, teetering a little as she took calm breaths and left her heart rate to just go crazy for a moment as she turned to him ready for her lap dance. It wasn't something she really knew how to do but figured if she just went for it she could make it work, thinking back to training for the movie Sin City and things she'd seen to help her. She bent over for the camera and stuck her ass out, pulling her hands down his legs again as she looked into his eyes, trying to take control of the situation. She rocked her body, shaking her ass before she stood and spun round to face the camera, looking straight into the lens as she arched her back and pushed her booty out for Vance. He couldn't help but reach up to give her a squeeze, but she reached back and slapped his hand down.

"No touching, that's the rules," she said, looking back down at him. He'd get to touch as much as he wanted soon enough, right now it was her show.

"Oh yeah goddamn Jess, that's it, work it," Steve said with a grin, loving her as she seemed to get into it. She couldn't help but smile, feeling validated and buoyed by the director as she swayed her hips for her well-hung co-star. She stared into the camera with a smile as she bent over in front of him, feeling her snugly fitted dress retreat up the back of her thighs, enough to show off the top of her sexy stockings and suspenders for him, always looking into the camera as she reached up and squeezed her tits firmly, pushing them together and letting it get a good look down her dress as it hung away from her body, perky breasts enhanced with the slender, squeezing corset. She stood back up and ground down into a crouch, still swinging her hips, closing her eyes and extending her arms above her to show off her slender figure.

"Oh yeah, work it," Steve breathed as he filmed, amazed at how Jessica was taking to this. Turning back to him as she pushed herself up on her toned legs, she slid into his lap side saddle, ignoring his cock and pulling her hands down his muscular body as she leaned forwards to offer him her breasts even though she'd ordered him not to touch. He obeyed, his hands just lightly lifting up to trail along the silky nylon of her stockings, teasing up them towards the hem of her skirt but not pushing up beneath it.

"You want it?" she breathed, even though he already had it.

"Yeah," he replied coolly with a smile, unphased by her come on even though he did appreciate it. Jessica just smiled and kept gyrating, turning round so she was sat in his lap, hard erection pressed into her lower back as she leaned on his thighs and shook her ass, arching her back so her chest stuck out. She pushed herself up from him in an undulating motion, almost bending into a standing position in front of him for the camera as she let her hand just reach back and pull up his cock, her fingers taking in the biggest, thickest cock she'd ever encountered, having not dared to look at it now it was fully erect and ready to slide inside her. This opportunity to just do her thing had given her a moment to process the situation and relax, setting her mind on what she was doing.

"So this is what you want huh?" she said into the camera, going off script as she reached behind herself to pull the zip down on her dress and release her body from the blue satin. Steve didn't stop her, loving the magic she was creating as she stood before the camera and stared into the lens, undoing her dress and then reaching up slowly to grab the straps and peel the silky garment away down her body, Steve panning the camera down to catch everything as Jessica exposed her sexy underwear and toned body, peeling the dress away and down her body, bunching up at her hips before she gave it a shove and let it slip down her legs. She carefully stepped out of it, kicking it aside nonchalantly even as a concern of how dirty it would get in the process flickered through her mind.

"You want me to take this off?" she said, pulling at one of her straps showily, giving a little smile and flick of her eyebrow to the camera.

"Well you got it, because I always pay my way," she said, pulse fast as she played up to the blackmail angle of it all, figuring the people watching would love for her to acknowledge that. Leaning forward, she gave another shot down her cleavage as she looked foxily from under her eyebrows at the camera, sliding her hands down over the sexy lace embroidery and mesh of her corset and onto her thighs, letting her fingers take in the stockings before she grasped the clasps of the suspenders, teasing with them a moment before expertly unclipping them with ease, flicking them free to bounce back elastically to the corset as she stood up, turning round but keeping her eyes on the camera. Looking enticingly over her shoulder at it, taking in Steve intently focused on her through it for a moment, she let her playful smile cross her lips again as she arched her back and bent over slightly to stick her peachy ass out, giving herself a little shake for the camera as she knew her pussy was bulging sweetly between her legs in her matching G-string.

"Don't want these in the way," she purred as her hands slid down her back and over her firm, round ass, squeezing at the cheeks slight and just giving them the slightest spread to give the camera the glimpse of the token strip of black fabric over her asshole as they slipped down her tanned skin to the suspenders at the back of her sexy red and black stockings. She effortlessly popped them off, the silky strips twanging away as she released them and stood back up, turning round as they dangled ineffectively now, her hands sliding back up her front to give a grope of her chest again.

"Let's get this out the way," she breathed as she tossed her head to flick her long chestnut hair back over her shoulder, looking into the camera and biting her lip as she let her fingers curl into a grip and push the corset top together and unhook the first hook, the corset spreading with the pressure of her firm breasts.

"Don't look away now," she purred, really playing up to it and acting her part as she kept the corset together and expertly moved down from hook to hook, releasing each one to expose a little more of her body, the smooth strip gradually getting wider down her body as her breasts begged for release and threatened to escape her top.

"This is what you came for," she breathed, heart pumping hard again now as she was on the brink of exposing herself. Unhooking the final hook easily, thinking back over the times she'd done this for her husband, she wiggled her body and glanced down, taking a couple of seconds to enjoy the view and build the tease for the audience, she looked back into the camera with a devilish smile and pulled the top wide open, her firm, perky B-cups jump free of their lacy confines and pushed her shoulders back to let it slide off her onto the floor behind her. Vance was enjoying watching every move, loving the fact she was seemingly enjoying herself with all of it as she danced and stripped for the camera, her exhibitionist side coming to the fore. Jessica wiggled and worked to imaginary music as she closed her eyes and turned around again, swaying her hips to shake her fine ass for the camera again in just her tiny G-string and stockings, bending over to present for the camera. She figured if she was gonna do this she might as well go all in and perform, arching her back again like an exotic dancer as she slid her fingers into the thin waistband of the panties.

"This is what you really want isn't it?" she said with a slightly muffled glance back over her shoulder, difficult to look at the camera as she leant forwards. Without a further hesitation she gave the string a little pull up her ass, a final tease before she slowly pushed it down. She was going for the full panty peel effect, the string sliding over her ass but the thong back holding on, caught between her firm ass for a moment before the tension sprung it away, peeling beautifully away to roll down and reveal her tight virgin asshole, clinging to the back of her now somewhat wet pussy as she continued pulling the panties down her thighs. It was a final resistance, a moment where they hung in there a second longer before the small, silky thong peeled away neatly to reveal her sweet, silky pussy, pushing the thong down her thighs as she was intimately exposed for the camera, knowing there was going to be a zoom shot of her sweet bulge and protruding labia for all to see included as she shoved them down her legs to drop to the floor.

Stepping carefully out of them, making sure her ankle boots didn't get entangled in them, she kicked them aside and turned back to the camera in her full nudity, keeping her smile going even as her nerves returned, letting the shot see her stood in just her sexy red and black lace topped stockings and ankle boots, taking in her totally smooth body. She played up to it, keeping it going even as she was running out of ideas, pushing her hand down over her perfectly waxed pussy and letting it linger.

"Totally smooth, like I was told to," she said to the camera, "I always do what I'm told," she added with a sexy bite of her lip. She let her other hand slowly play up to her breast, squeezing it sensually for a moment as she crossed her legs in front of each other.

"Cut!" Steve said, seeming louder than she expected, jolting her from her zone making her look up, dropping her hands and breaking her stance. It all suddenly hit her; her tension, the breath she was holding, her racing heart rate and overwhelming stress. Steve could seemingly see it, and despite her fairly fantastic performance and opening scene he knew she needed to catch a break. Jessica suddenly wilted, giving a huge sigh and taking a huge breath, dizziness washing over her rapidly as she stumbled towards the sofa.

"You ok?" Vance said, reaching up to support her arm lest she keel over.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I just need a minute," she said breathlessly, taking the strength he offered to steady herself on her stiletto heels as she clattered to the sofa and sank down into it, relieved to feel the reassurance underneath her as she flopped into the leather and drew in several deep breaths. The head spin and shakiness subsided as she relished the delicious lungfuls of air, oxygen saturating her blood, the cool sensation spreading through her as the tingling faded, working her ankles and wrists to help substantiate the recovery as Vance watched for a moment to make sure she was alright, temporarily distracted from her beautiful nudity.

"That was fantastic, Jessica," Steve smiled, stepping over from behind the camera.

"Yeah?" She breathed, looking up anxiously as her body heaved, continuing to take deliberate breaths to reset herself.

"Yeah truly. You're a natural, ever thought about taking this up full time?" he said playfully, trying to just break the mood with some humour. Jessica laughed, repositioning herself on the sofa.

"Let's see how this goes first yeah?" she said with a smile.

"Deal. You good to continue, happy to get Vance in here?" Steve asked, getting behind the camera again.

"Yeah let's go," she replied, wanting to keep the momentum going as she took another deep breath.

"Ok resume your position here, we'll go from there," he directed. Jessica stood up, stretching a little and getting herself back into place, crossing her nylon-clad legs and positioning her hands again, looking moodily into the camera again as she had been. The stockings and boots were staying on, she was gonna get fucked while wearing them and that was that, she figured Mr Russell would like that as well.

"So honey how about we get Vance in here again?" Steve said for the camera, panning up Jessica's long body, taking in her beautifully gym honed figure all the way to her smiling face as he asked the question.

"Sounds great," she smiled, hoping her smile didn't give away her trepidation at the next part, getting into proper porno territory. Sure she'd danced for him and helped get him fully hard for her, but now he was gonna take charge of her.

"Fantastic, come on then Vance," he directed, ushering her male counter part into the shot, Vance stepping in confidently, camera swinging across to him to capture him briefly with his equally impressive physique and crucially his thick, rock hard nine inch cock.

"That's a big cock right there," Steve mumbled, stating the obvious as Jessica looked at it properly and let her mind take it all in, studying the sheer size of it, the thick member pulsing with his heartbeat as he stood before her, cock standing up proudly to let her see everything he was going to fuck her with. She let her eyes roam and took in the lovely shape of him, pronounced head, thick shaft and the huge length, wondering how her body was going to take it all.