Nigkala Tales Pt. 11: I’m Not a Bad Girl

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"And the party?"

"The dress was a hit. One woman said it was X-rated, so I know it was a success. I wonder if they will have me wear it in the film?"

"If they're smart, they will. Although they may want several of them."

"Good thing I saved the settings."

We continued to talk about the party, who I met, and who I had sex with. We ended our discussion in bed having sex.

A few days later, Filipe told me he had been recommended for a part in the film also. When he went to meet the producer, he was shown the script, and asked if he wanted the part I had recommended him for. He accepted. We both looked forward to working together.

One of the things I did, while waiting for the work to begin, was to make myself a soft leather version of the dress. Rather than a lot of embroidery, it had a lot of rhinestones. It did have some embroidery, but with thicker lines and simpler designs. One other difference I learned the first time Filipe and I fooled around while I wore it. I found that my nipples didn't push the top of the dress from my skin. Instead, my nipples tended to force the fabric in so that they could pop out the side.

When the call came, we met the rest of the cast. I was surprised at how many I remembered seeing at the party. I even saw Alice. Filipe and I walked over to her at the lunch break.

"Hello Alice. I'd like you to meet my husband, Filipe."

"Hello."

"You know I will be playing Tina. Filipe will be playing Gabriel. I take it by your presence, you found another part?"

"About fifteen minutes later, Mr. Robinson came and asked if I would play the second female lead, Bridget."

"Good for you. I told you that you had skills."

"Yeah. I needed that. Since then, I did a little research on you."

"Did I surprise you?"

"Oh yeah. I knew you acted, but I didn't know you also did fight training. I also learned you often assist others around you when making the films. The biggest surprise was learning you wrote Space Kitty 2."

"I was inspired."

Filipe piped up, "Did you know she created the Zero-G club? She was a member before the film was shot."

"What? How?"

"I felt it was high time to move sex upstairs, and I was able to swing a deal and go into orbit for some research. You saw the results in the first film."

"You mean that wasn't special effects?"

"Oh, we had a lot of green screens, and other effects, but the sex was real."

"Oops. I see they are all looking at us. I think we are holding things up."

"Then let's get back to work."

We then headed back to the crew.

The read through revealed a few rough spots. Over the next few days, there were a number of changes in the script. Each night, Filipe and I worked to memorize the revised script. During the day, we spent most of the time listening to others work on their parts, and some on our own parts. I wore the two dresses a number of times for the read through. Costuming asked to borrow them, so they could copy them for the film. I also informed them of the notes on my cosplay blog about the dresses. Soon enough, it was time to film.

While the film was set in Chicago, we filmed in Minneapolis. They filmed my ascension scene at Fountain Cave, a few miles away. The effects team fitted me with red eyes, horns, and a tail. Normally, a tail would be attached to a belt, but with my outfit, they had to use a butt plug; one large enough to hold batteries, motor, and remote control system. It actually was pretty sophisticated, and I liked the effect. I'm glad I didn't have to wear the tail much in the film, because it was uncomfortable.

I got to see a lot of the seedier parts of town in the evening and at night, as most of my action occurred at night. My character was one who wanted lots of sex, and didn't care where she got it. So I wound up in a number of bars and clubs where I would openly have sex with random people. It was actually well scripted, and the random people were anything but random. In a couple of places, the cops showed up. When I noticed them giving us a hassle, I used my super whammy to get them to allow us to film the open sex. After the scene finished filming, I sought out whoever complained, and used my whammy to get them to ease up. The second week, no one hassled us. The third week, I played a lot of pool, with everything on display to the camera. The fourth week was the fight scenes.

First, we shot the mob fights. There, I did a lot of side-kicks, and spinning-kicks. This meant my leg was aimed high, giving a full on view of my vagina. The spin-kicks meant that the dress flew up in front and back, revealing everything from my waist down. Given how loose the top was, my breasts popped in and out a lot. This rubbed the nipples, aroused them, and by a few minutes into each fight, they were at full attention, and would no longer stay inside the dress.

The boss fights with the bad guys would take a bit longer, as they were supposed to be tougher. I would finish these fights in a flashy way. Not only did I win those fights with style, I won while I was very exposed. The fights with the good guys were different. Since they were trying to capture me with religious equipment, I usually won by taking their stuff from them or destroying it, after which they ran. I never gave chase. When Filipe's character was brought in, he observed me before approaching me and allowing me to 'seduce' him. The third seduction scene, instead of near-immediate sex, he 'convinced' me to follow him outside.

That was where the good guys planned an ambush. While I scattered the others quickly, this expert was my equal in combat. We must have fought for half an hour, but the final result was only about five minutes. The fight ended when he pulled out a silver holy symbol, and held it against my bare skin. He saw nothing happened.

"Tina, why aren't you in agony? This holy symbol has been blessed by the pope!"

"Gabriel, I came here on my own. Those only work on the ones summoned."

"What do you mean, 'on your own'?"

"I was bored back home. I heard a rumor there was a way to get here, so I spent a few years searching. It led me to this area, and I have been having fun ever since. At least, until those idiots tried to control me."

"You killed them."

"They were trying to kill me, so I returned the favor. I'm just better at it." I smiled, showing pointy teeth and red eyes. Those effects people know their stuff.

"Killing is evil."

"For you, maybe. For me, survival is neither good nor evil."

It was at that moment, he looked down at his hand on my skin. The camera zoomed in on his hand, showing the tips of two fingers were in my vagina, and I was dripping over his hand.

"You know, if you drop the symbol, you can use your whole hand to finger me. See my nipples? I am fully aroused, and would love to take you here like you said before."

He slowly seems to give in, and starts to finger me, while also leaning in to kiss me. He stops half an inch away from my mouth. He holds there a few seconds before pulling back.

"No. Having sex to set up a demon I'm hunting is acceptable. Doing it for my own pleasure is not."

"You sure?" I played with a nipple.

"I am sure." We stared at each other for a bit. "But what do I do with you?"

"Well, you won't have sex with me, so why don't you go, so I can get some sex inside?"

"I shouldn't."

"You going to stop me?"

He opened his mouth, but said nothing. I pulled away, letting his fingers slide out, and then went back into the club.

"Cut!" A moment later, the director said, "Good work. Reset. Start again at 'drop the symbol', but this time, kiss."

We shot it again, but Filipe and I cut loose and turned up the heat. It got very quiet on the set, as everyone was watching us. When we broke, I said, "Nice warm up. Find me anytime you want to finish that." I then pulled away.

"Cut! Great. Break for five." The assistant director whispered something to the director. "Make that twenty." I guessed the assistant mentioned the erections in the crew and cast needed more time to subside.

After the break, we shot the ambush setup scene in that alley before calling it a day.

The next day, we shot the big warehouse fight scene. There I got to chew up a lot of the scenery. My boots left divots in the cement walls, broke some wooden crates, and even bent a stunt rifle in half. It was this scene where the 'good guys', having followed me here, realized I was taking down the local mob. After watching a bit, they join in, letting me take the focus, and just putting downed criminals in zip tie cuffs. When the director signals, we hear sirens, and then see the crew 'cops' enter. That's when I climb hand over hand up a chain to the overhead crane, with my legs split wide, giving all below a great view. I then disappeared out of a skylight.

I left the skylight opened a crack, so I could listen for the director to say 'cut'. When he does, I enter and climb back down. As everyone gathers, I learn I attacked the wrong rifle. It was a real one, and bent in half. Oops. After the director reviews the playback, he announces that the filming is finished. Everyone then heads to the pair of catering trucks parked outside.

With the afternoon free, Filipe and I explore the area, still in our film outfits. We posed for a number of locals, and sometimes they took selfies with us. We ate at a fancy restaurant, and then wandered to the club where we had shot a number of scenes. The bouncer, seeing us, called out to me.

"Yo, Tina, you here to play?"

"Yes."

"Then come on up. You can skip the line."

We headed up. I said, "Thanks." Filipe slipped him a twenty, as we passed.

We headed to the bar, where I indicated I was driving. I told the bartender that if anyone wanted to buy me a drink, to please make it non-alcoholic. We then ordered our drinks. While we examined the crowd, I asked, "See anyone you want to play with?"

"Several. You?"

"I see a few. Maybe even a possible threesome. Game?"

"Yes. How do you want to play it?"

"I was thinking we go out and dance, and you place your hands on my butt, but inside the dress. We dance, and you point out the one you want. After a bit, you push my dress a bit to the side to expose a breast, or at least a nipple, and you start sucking on it. Then we head to the restroom and have sex. Exiting, you come back here, and I go to the dance floor. I'll send her to you, and find myself someone else."

"Sounds good. May I have this dance?" Filipe then bowed and extended his hand to me.

I accepted it, and we walked to the dance floor and began to dance. As we danced, everyone noticed how little my dress covered, especially when I spun. Filipe pointed a woman out, and we drifted closer. When Filipe bared my breast, she was looking, and seemed shocked. That's when I hit her with a whammy, and she shifted focus to Filipe. When she looked down, she noticed his long bulge and licked her lips. As we started for the men's restroom, I hit her again with the desire to follow and watch us discreetly. By the time we entered, my nipples were at full attention. I hopped up on the sink and pulled the front of my dress to the side, leaving me exposed from the waist down. Filipe then unzipped and pulled out his ten-incher. We ignored the gasp from the girl. Filipe then pushed into me, and once in, pushed the top of the dress together to reveal all my breasts.

As he began pounding me with long strokes, I sensed others watching. I whammied each of the men in turn to watch and enjoy, and masturbate if they wanted. Shortly, three more dicks were out and erect. Meanwhile, my breathing was showing signs of an impending orgasm. Filipe helped it out by playing with my lower nipples while nibbling on my upper ones in alternating fashion. In another minute, we both came. Filipe then fixed his clothing while I just sat there. He then left, presumably to the bar.

I looked at one of the three men and said, "Next." I crooked my finger and gave a come here gesture.

He came over eagerly. "I'm Salvatore. Call me Sal."

I rhymed, "I am horny. Do me now." I then grabbed his still-erect dick, and pulled him to me. Then I used my other hand to pull him closer while I guided his dick into me. "Go! Show me what you got!"

"Oh yes." He then reached out for my breasts. That's when I noticed the girl had gone. I then focused on him, and guided him into giving me pleasure. In a few minutes, we both came. When he finished, he staggered back, tired from the intensity.

"Go sit someplace before you fall." He enters a stall to sit.

I look at the other two, and it is clear they both came, and were now limp. "Too bad you couldn't hold it longer." I pulled my dress back into position and walked out.

I headed back to the dance floor alone, but by the time I got there, I had four guys vying for a dance. I picked one, and started to dance, leaving the others disappointed, but hopeful. I was about to suggest we head to the men's restroom when I saw Filipe and the girl heading there. So instead, I suggested another dance. When I saw his disappointed look, I pulled out one of my nipples.

"Can you think of something to do with this?" That got his attention, and he chose to nibble.

When the dance ended, he suggested a drink. We walked to the bar, with my nipple still out. "A cocktail for the lady, and whiskey for me." I had sat facing the bar with my exposed nipple on his side. After getting the drinks, I spun to face the crowd, and he followed suit. He started to reach for my nipple, but realized it was not on the other side. "Could we switch places? I want to play some more."

"No need." I looked him in the eye. "Just pull out one on your side."

He raised his eyebrows. "Okay." He then reached over and rather than pull out a nipple, he pushed the dress over and bared the full breast. I pretended not to notice as I slowly sipped my drink. After a bit, I placed my hand on his crotch, and started rubbing.

When he started losing track of things, I used both hands and unzipped him. When I freed his erect dick, I got up, kneeled down and deepthroated him. A few bobs, with my long tongue wrapped around his dick, and he unloaded. After licking him clean, I got back up on my barstool.

"How about returning the favor?" When he looked at me with a question in his eyes, I pulled the bottom of my dress to the side and spread my legs. "I like to get eaten out."

He got off his seat, and kneeled in front of me. After he started, I pulled his head in more, and guided him in my pleasure. While he did this, someone took his seat and started playing with my exposed breast. When I didn't react, the guy sitting on the other side decided a nipple was not enough, so he pushed the dress in on that side, baring that breast. Getting no reaction, he proceeded to play also.

When I came, he continued until my orgasm finished. He stood up and said, "Wow."

"Oh yeah. Not bad with a tongue, but are you as good with your dick?"

Looking at the others still playing with my breasts, and at the other onlookers, he said, "Not in such a public setting."

"Okay. Follow me." I got up, and led the way to the men's restroom. Once inside, I undid the belt and took off my dress. I placed it on the counter and asked, "How do you want me? Sitting on the counter, or bent over?"

Before he could answer, I suddenly could feel his need, and also the desire of those here. I knew then that Inanna had decided to enjoy this also. It also meant I could get away with a lot more blatant sex.

"Bend over." I did. He dropped his pants, and underwear, with a single action, and suddenly pushed into me. Once fully in, he leaned over and grabbed a pair of breasts. With a secure hold, he started going in and out.

I encouraged him. "Harder. Faster. Ooh, that's good. More." The more I spoke, the more energetic he got. I even whammied him lightly so that he would not deflate after coming. A few minutes later, this surprised him.

"Huh? I'm still stiff?"

"Then keep it in me and give me more!" I didn't tell him that there were two people in the stalls peeking and watching us.

It took a few minutes for him to reload, but when he did, I whammied him to hold it a bit to make it even better. Turns out it was better for both of us. However, I had to quickly turn around and catch him when he finished. He was exhausted. "You two, in the stalls, help him get dressed."

Slowly, the stalls opened, and one said, "Wow, that was impressive."

I smiled and said, "Thank you, but get him dressed. I'll hold him up while you dress him." Shortly, he was dressed. "Take him out and find him a seat." They did. I picked up my dress and followed them out. While they slowly went over to find a seat, I sashayed over to Filipe and handed him my dress and purse. "I don't think I'll need these for a while."

He raised his eyebrows. "Naked?"

"She wants to play. I doubt I'll get out of here before closing. Don't worry, I'll find my own way back to the hotel."

"In that case, how about sending me someone in an hour, and another an hour after that? I'll enjoy the show and later head to the hotel."

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

I then headed out to the dance floor, looking for singles that also seemed to have great desire for me. It didn't matter if they were male or female, as I would enjoy it either way, and Inanna would ensure everyone was satisfied.

"You look hot!" came from behind me.

I turned around. "You want to dance?" I then reached for him, assuming he wanted that, at least.

"Yeah, I mghf..." He wasn't able to complete what he said because his face was now pushed hard into my breast. I soon felt him nibbling on my nipple. He also grabbed my ass with both hands.

"Oh that's nice. Make me happy." We danced for two songs. Then I led him over to a chair. "Sit and pull it out."

He pulled his dick out, fully erect, and only then realized what he did. I gave him no time to think as I sat down on him and impaled myself. I then pulled his hands to my lower breasts. "Rub them, squeeze them, make me come." I started moving up and down. When he started to respond, I then said, "Nibble my upper nipples. Make it more intense." I whammied him like the last guy.

We quickly attracted a crowd, many calling out suggestions or comments. When he came, so did I. But I kept grinding, pulling up a few inches each time, allowing everyone to see he was still hard.

While everyone waited, I said, "This is thirsty work." I figured someone would soon offer me a drink. Soon, he reloaded and we came again. As I stood up, he wilted into the seat, breathing heavily, but with a big smile on his face. Turning around, I saw three people holding out drinks for me. I took the most interesting looking drink and downed it slowly, but steadily, without pause until it was gone. Handing the glass to someone in the crowd, I then went to the one who brought it and said, "Let's dance."

He stepped right up to me, and quickly aimed his face at a nipple, even as he embraced me. After a pair of songs, dancing in the crowd, we headed for an open chair. I said, "Assume the position." He dropped his pants and sat.

"I'm ready!" He guided me as I sat. As the last guy, this guy came twice. But I noticed a woman in the crowd that was really turned on. When I stood, I just walked to her and said, "I want you." I then reached out and caressed one of her breasts. With my other hand, I pushed inside the hem of her skirt. She was breathing heavily, so I guider her over to a chair that was quickly emptied. Before sitting her down, I pulled down her skirt. Surprise, she was commando. I sat her on the chair and spread her legs. I then stood back a little and spread my own legs, lowering my waist.

With a right angle bend, I then placed my face between her legs, and used my tongue to rev her up. I wondered how long it would be before someone impaled me. I reached and pulled up her shirt, revealing she was also braless. Using one hand to steady myself, I used the other to play with her nipples. I was also penetrating her deeply with my tongue.