Stacey Jane here. You know me. Of course you know me. I was wondering who I should discuss having anal sex with. I went through a list of people in my head. The agency keeps telling me that the timing is right for my second anal video. The first one went well, but if I have to be honest I have some concerns. My first anal was an event. The set was decorated with candles in tall holders and a posh four-poster bed with a plush velvet cover in a dark expensive room. Yes, it was supposed to look like a deflowering, yes my deflowering, and it was fun. Trevor acted the proper gentlemen all the way through the shoot which I know is not always an easy thing to be when you have to have your hard dick up someone's arse for work. But he was tender, reassuring and he talked to me in whole sentences all the way through it. Even during the breaks while the director and the crew reset the cameras and lights, Trevor showed his interest in me, quizzing me about my choices of music and favourite movies. When I told him I liked classical, he even wondered why he hadn't seen me when we had both attended a recent Mozart chamber recital. "I didn't know you liked Mozart," I exclaimed. "Yeah, Stacey Jane," he shot back but with a smile, "the male talent is just a bunch of anonymous dicks to you. Some of us are actually more than just a penis with a body attached." Trevor then held me with a serious stare for a long moment. But he laughed before I did. He had his dick back up my arse a few moments later as we went for it doggie style how the director wanted. He actually felt good in there and I was getting turned on. I was about to tell Trevor how close I was. But the director stopped us again. "Can you be a bit more forceful?" she asked him. To my surprise Trevor gently caressed my thigh and looked at her. "This is her first time according to the script," he responded. "I don't think forceful would be right." He later confided in me that he knew the cameras were still running during their discussion. I tried to get hold of the outtakes later for a laugh. Trevor was known for being rough with the women -- in a kind of good way -- and of course I knew this. So here he was, concerned about me and suggesting he should act opposite to what people expected him to be for our scene. To my surprise, the director shrugged and conceded "whatever you want, Trevor." Perhaps she expected that his usual animal instincts would take over and she'd get the rough stuff. But that didn't happen. He finally came all over my arse after some lovely sensual rutting, and the film was a winner. My anal initiation was marketed as an event. Because of the candles and the four poster, the movie had a quality look and you could tell that we had chemistry. It sold. How could my second anal match that, I worried. Would I become an anal regular? This was my dilemma. And I was not sure, did I want that? Did I want all those men up my arse? There's not many people you can talk to with those worries. The ones I thought to ask either have vested interests in my career, might see my discussion with them as a free way to get themselves into my bottom to help me sort out the problem or they are rivals who might sense some weakness or a way to exploit my concerns to their benefit and my loss. And I don't want the wrong sort of reputation. Which I know may sound a bit weird to a civilian, but even in porn reputation is important. And I'll be honest, there's money at stake. You play your cards and get your timing right and you can make it worth your while. I got Shoshana Rosenberg on Skype. I knew her just well enough to have her contact details and expect that when I called her, she would know who I was. We had worked together on a film advertised as an anal with me in it. So there was a hint that our movie would be my first anal. In fact, she got to do the anal and I got to watch up close and ask her during the event about how it felt. I even said how much I wished it was me. We had licked each other's butts during the foreplay and she had stuck a finger into me up to her first knuckle before Rodney Rugged appeared on the scene. She kept her finger up there for a time telling me how tight I was and how much I would enjoy getting fucked up the arse. I nodded, trying to look as much the ingénue as I could. Naked on the bed with me Shoshana asked "Do you want Rodney to take your anal cherry?" With my innocence in my eyes, I asked her "Will you show me how it's done?" Like the professional she was, Shoshana said "Sure" and proceeded to give me a demonstration. She stripped Rodney naked so I could suck him hard. Shoshana got onto her knees on the bed and I rubbed his dick up and down her crack before placing him at the entrance so he could do the rest. She described her sensations to me until Rodney pulled out and came on her butt and that was the end of that. I recited my line "I wish Rodney would do that to me." But at that point the movie ended. My arse had to wait for another porn shoot. Out in the world, I was not an anal virgin. "You need to practice anal fucking with your man. Or with some man," the agency told me, "so you look more natural about it in the shoot we're organising for you." Which I knew made sense. I didn't tell the agency that most of my orgasms came from anal in my civilian life. I mean that wasn't going to help me to control events, to ensure that it would happen my way. Some things you just keep to yourself. I hadn't seen Shoshana around for a while, but she answered my call and seemed to remember who I was when I told her. "Anally Curious #3, one of the more popular episodes in the series," she recalled with a laugh. "You did something we should do more often in the industry, openly tease the viewer about what they might get and then don't deliver. But I think we played it out with enough goodwill that we produced a successful work of art. And people bought it." I agreed with her. "I've done my first anal since," I reported. So typical, I thought, that she would call it art. "And good for you. How did it go?" Shoshana seemed genuinely curious. I told her about the shoot. She seemed impressed. "You need to have career highlights, and that sounds like it will be one of them," she suggested. "You just can't keep churning out similar looking product all the time. But I don't have to tell you that." I was glad she was onto that subject. "That's pretty much what I wanted to ask you." I explained my concerns about the second anal. She agreed that I needed to do a second anal soon. People were expecting it and possibly getting frustrated at the non-anal works I'd done since my first anal had come out. "Even the one where I'm playing basketball nude with all the men in both teams dressed," I informed her. Shoshaha laughed. "That sounds great, I'd like to see it, and you're right. That one may have distracted them. How did you survive all those men?" I laughed. "You do have to see it. I had one dick inside me and one near each ear with others stalking around trying to find a way in. I'm surrounded by men with their dicks out, so I phone-timed a friend to ask her for help and she turned up a moment later on the court with no clothes on." "The darnedest thing!" Shoshana exclaimed. "The magic of porn continuity." "Just when I was running out of hands. Alexis is a real trouper." "Always there to help out a friend. Only in the porno world would your best friend do that for you. I have to tell you I saw her the other week." "Where are you?" "The other side of the world." "Good one, Shoshana, none of us would survive more than five minutes away from here." "You'd be surprised. So let's see how I can help you." ++0++ Shoshana sat on the lounge, her laptop still open. She closed her eyes and controlled her breathing. Michael walked in on her and looked at with concern. "What's up?" he started. "That was a long Skype call. Everything okay?" he asked. "Oh nothing," she responded. "Just need to get my equilibrium back after a long call with someone I know back in the industry. I might be over here on the other side with you but I cannot escape it." "Anyone I know?" "An up and comer. Nice girl, only been doing it for a few years. I've already had my tongue in her arse. But only on camera. Otherwise I barely know her. Not helped that she wears a lot of make up on set, so I barely recognised her the time I saw her in public." "When you were down at the local shops?" "Yeah, at the shops, the gym, out at lunch. We do have a normal social life, you know. Actually it was at a Mozart recital." Michael made a face, surprised. "Who knew porn stars had culture?" Shoshana snapped. "Anyway, we've been talking through strategies about how to manage her second screen anal. Sensible of her to ask me, an older head." "So what did you tell her?" "I listened to see what knowledge I could pass on, my wise counsel," Shoshana laughed. "Some of these young ones like her prize their arses much more than I did. But there's a range. Some porn stars never do anal their whole career, never even seem to suggest that their arseholes exist. On the other hand it's been part of my shtick since I started, so there's no big issue there for me. Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't. Yeah, I know. More often I do." "But you've got some cache and you have some say in what you're agreeing to get into. A newbie like..." "Stacey Jane..." "...like Stacey Jane doesn't have that much say over who she works with and what she does..." Michael did say it like a question and realised too late that it was. Shoshana didn't seem to care. "Oh, you'd be surprised. Someone like her comes into the business with an idea of how to market herself and some notion about what she wants from the industry. With a bit of nous, which Stacey Jane appears to have, she can pretty much set her own course. Of course she has to get known as a reliable performer and all that and get a fan base. But apparently she's got all that verified with stats from her Onlyfans and such. She has the metrics and trends in Excel format. She could probably get a job with you and your number crunchers." Michael chose to go down a different route. "Do you remember your first screen anal?" "Of course. I'll have to check to see if you own that one so we can watch it and I can do the commentary. It will be a hoot. But my second one, I couldn't quite say. I did the first anal then had to wait for the studio to study the sales while they left me at home waiting for my phone to ring waiting to see if I was bankable. I know they could have fucked me for money while they had me waiting. But it shouldn't surprise you that I was somewhat assertive and determined about things even at the outset of my career." "But your second anal?" "Was one of three or four I remember -- or maybe one that I don't. Once they decided I was bankable I got a rush of work and was flat-out busy for a while. Chronology isn't a particular interest of mine. And of course the scenes came out in a different order to how I shot them. So it's a bit of a blur." "The first one?" "I was tied up, surrendering any ability to control things once Kevin Shooter got his dick out. I mean we had discussed my limits before we started and he stayed within my boundaries. But there's a world of difference between discussing being tied up and the reality of finding that your reactions and enjoyment is completely out of your hands and subject to total trust in someone else when the camera is running. Don't get me wrong. It was great. For me that helplessness thing is the buzz, it's overwhelming. I guess it's the transgression and being in the moment that something like you getting fucked up the arse is getting recorded so everyone can watch it, but you're tied up and exposed, there's nothing you can do about it. The camerawork on the shoot was not great, so they didn't really capture the effect on me of some of what he was doing, some of my reactions. But fuck I was in to it! There have been some better ones since. But that shoot was good enough to attract attention, so I became a thing. There were a bunch of generic boy / girl scenes after then where usually me and the boy took our clothes off in a nondescript bedroom and fucked and everything on the bed. Generally the chemistry was there between me and my partners, but the sets and set-ups weren't much inspiring. You have to hope the performances transcend that." "Kudos to chemistry." "Indeed." "And the scenes always included anal?" "I think so. Like I said I've done too many scenes to remember them all." "And you do a lot of anal off set?" Shoshana stared at Michael's earnest face and gave him a 'what is going on' look. But they were chatting and she felt good to unburden. "Wow, the deep interview," she challenged but went on. "Like anything it varies. Depends on mood and how ready I am. Stacey Jane tells me she's an anal maniac off set. Her concerns are all about marketability and exposure and earnings potential. And the expectations and pressure on her for future shoots. If the fans want it and the studios want it, her price goes up. But like a true modern capitalist, she's worried about the income flow that follows after the big payday. And about overexposure and becoming stale. I like her outlook." Shoshana stood up and stretched. Michael started to frame a question, maybe ask her why she had fled LA for Perth and what her plans were. But he stopped. One day when Shoshana was ready she'd tell him. And Shoshana had other things on her mind. "I feel like sharing the memories. Do you have Anally Curious #3 on your laptop?" she asked. She opened his laptop and did a search. "Seems not," she smiled. "Since you're such a good customer, I'll give you a treat. I have a code, so we can download it for free." Which she did. As she monitored the progress of the download, Shoshana continued on about her experiences. "We're all different, as you can imagine. I brought my anal experience to the industry. But there's one girl I know who did her first ever anal literally the night before her first booked anal shoot, so she'd at least have some idea of what to expect the next day at work. But you won't be surprised that a lot of porn stars had a rich and varied sex life before starting in front of the camera. There may be a market for inexperienced ingénues but they are pretty rare and they usually don't last long in the industry for obvious reasons. They seem to lose their lustre pretty quick." Michael smiled. "Why have I never thought about it like this before?" he wondered, trying not to mock Shoshana's earnestness. Shoshana smiled back at him, missing any mockery. "Why should you? I don't think it's a part of the necessary viewer experience." "Not sure I agree. We like to be able to relate to what we're watching, at least I do. You can see that I trend towards videos where there is a bit of scene setting before the clothes come off. And that's a thing that you do well and quite often." "Well, I try. Thanks." "It's why I like the outtakes too. Where the actors let their guard down. You're not playing The Godfather or Marie Antoinette so it's not like you go out of character between takes. It's the real you. The little sly looks and winks. So when things go wrong and you laugh..." Shoshana relaxed, settling back on the couch. "Sometimes," she laughed like it didn't matter, "things go wrong and you don't laugh." Michael looked at her concerned. "The illusion is shattered." He smiled. But Shoshana straightened up a bit looking seriously at him. "Yes, there may have been a few times here when I have been needy. Recently. And you have been great at dealing with me, cousin, when I have been like that. But seriously, you don't have to. My shit is my shit, and I've barged into your life and you've barely complained. It can't be easy for you treating me as a person when you have a collection of videos of me performing like I'm some sort of permanent high flying sex goddess. And I'm here hanging around you in ill-fitting clothes scratching my armpits." "Where are you going with this?" "I have absolutely no idea." They sat for a while in silence. Shoshana smiled. "That's all pretty downbeat. But I know I can be honest with you." Another brief silence. Shoshana perked up. "Now that you have Anally Curious #3 why don't we watch it so you can see why I like it. And I'll give you a rim job while you watch it. Clothes off!" Shoshana let Michael fire up Anally Curious #3 and up she appeared on the big screen. Michael, naked, leant back on the lounge and spread his legs to get fully comfortable. Shoshana snuggled next to him and let a hand run up and down one of his arms and then his torso. It started with Shoshana and Stacey Jane sitting on a couch in their underwear chatting but apparently getting bored. Shoshana had a worldly air about her. Stacy Jane looked young and innocent, her long blonde hair bouncing in soft curls, her tight breasts and her flat stomach. Stacey Jane reached over and played with one of Shoshana's breasts and they both laughed. "Are you sure?" Shoshana challenged her. "Never been so sure," whispered Stacey Jane. They soon had each other naked, kissing and fondling each other. On the lounge Shoshana slowly stroked the already hard Michael. "You ever thought you'd be doing this with your best friend?" Shoshana challenged and Stacey Jane just smiled and reached over to kiss, her tongue deep in Shoshana's mouth for a passionate moment. Shoshana leaned back to look Stacey Jane in the eyes, their bodies still pressed close to each other. "Are there other things you want to learn?" she asked. "Have you ever had a cock up there?" It was clear that Shoshana had a finger up her friend's arse. "I've never had anything up there," Stacey Jane gasped. "What's it like?" "You'll love it," Shoshana insisted, "it's my favourite place." Stacey Jane looked unconvinced. And at that point a male face appeared in a doorway behind them. Shoshana saw him. "Tim, we need some help," she called out. So of course he came into the room, looking pleased to see the two naked women. Shoshana gripped Michael's cock in a tight grip and held him there. "Imagine you're Tim," she urged, "what would you do?" Michael grunted back. She smiled. On the screen Tim had taken off his clothes. Shoshana was taking control of the situation as she stroked both Tim's cock and Stacey Jane's arsehole. "Stacey Jane wants to know what anal sex is all about," she told him. "It's so big," Stacey Jane exclaimed. "How can it go in there?" With smiles all round, Shoshana and Tim just had to show her. Shoshana explained to her younger friend that anything that could go in her pussy could fit in her arse. She spread herself on the lounge and demonstrated by putting two fingers first up her pussy and then up her arse. "That's so dirty," Stacey Jane exclaimed, so Shoshana told her to get dirty herself by sucking Tim's cock until it was hard. Then Shoshana ordered Stacey Jane to guide it into her open pussy. "See how easily it goes there," she gasped. Watching, Shoshana gripped Michael's hard cock. "Did you like that gasp?" she teased him. He grunted back. "It was real," she stage whispered. "Watch me on screen having a real orgasm." And on the screen things looked pretty steamy. Shoshana was thrusting at Tim seemingly in ecstacy while Stacey Jane kissed her passionately. Suddenly Tim pulled out and stood back. "What are you doing?" Shoshana shouted at him. Grinning he reminded her "Stacey Jane wants to see some anal." "Show me," Stacey Jane demanded pulling her mouth from Shoshana's. "Come around here where you can watch," Tim ordered her. Sure enough she came around and stood right at Tim's side as he moved Shoshana lower on the lounge to make her arse more accessible.r"

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