LOOK OUT, JENNA

Ever since Andrea discovered porn, she had wanted to be a porn star. she knew it wasn't the career aspirations of her peers, but it made sense to her. She'd read all about Jenna Jameson, who she admired as an entrepreneur who had made her own rules in the porn world and come out rich and independent. Andrea didn't want to go into porn like some lost, coked up, and desperate runaway in LA. she wasn't going to be used and thrown away as the flavor of the day. She would act in, and direct her own movies, write her own plot-lines, pick her own costumes, and select her own on-screen partners. She knew that no one was going to give her the chance, so she had to do it herself.

Andrea posted an ad on craigslist. She had several responses, but mostly from fat, middle-aged guys. It was her first disappointment; she'd imagined that hundreds of hunky guys would line up for a chance to be in a porn movie. There was one guy under the age of 40. He was actually just out of high school, working as a stock boy at a grocery chain, and said he'd always wanted to do something wild like this and he thought he could do it. She'd asked him to stand naked in front of her during the audition. This gave her a tremendous feeling of control. He was tall, skinny as a bean stock, but had a fairly long cock. He'd do.

"How's $40 sound?" said Andrea. "Take an hour at most. That's four times what you'd make at the grocery store."

The skinny shrugged. "That's cool."

It was her first contract negotiation. She couldn't believe it. She was really in charge, and making her dream come true.

To start her porn career, she went to Best Buy and bought two small HD camcorders and a tripod. She set one on a tripod with a view of her couch. The other she'd use hand-held for POV shots. In editing, she could cut between them, and make it seem like a real film.

The shoot was set for Saturday. The kid showed up 15 minutes late, and for a moment, Andrea almost broke down and cried. It had all been too easy, and knew it was too good to be true. But then came the knock on her apartment door. The kid had missed a bus connection, and apologized for being late.

Andrea felt relieved, but then suddenly awkward. She realized she'd never directed a porn before (or any film for that matter). She didn't really know how to start. She had the kid strip naked. He did. The control gave her a small boost of confidence. She handed him one of the cameras and asked if he knew how to use it. Sure, he said. He'd video taped his friends skate boarding and snow boarding lots of times. Good, she said.

She told him to sit, and adjusted the second camera on the tripod to frame up the shot.

Perfect. It was all coming together. She the kid to stroke his cock to get it hard, but not so much that he shot his load. This gave her a great sense of control and power. She went to her room to change. She stripped naked and pulled on tall white leather boots and sunglasses. Suddenly she felt like a porn star. She'd shaved her pussy, and when she admired herself in the mirror, noticed the glisten of fresh excitement. Through the crack in the door, she could see the kid on her couch, naked, slowly stroking himself. He was half hard, and already about 6". This got her even more wet, knowing he had at least another two inches when fully hard. Her pussy twitched, anticipating being fucked. But she'd take her time, she'd remain in control. She had a plan. A film to shoot. First the blow job scene. Then he would eat her out. Then they would go through a series of positions and end with his hot cum splashing on her face.

She strutted into the room. The boy looked up with surprise. His eyes were wide as he took in the image of her naked in nothing but tall boots and sunglasses. His cock sprung to attention.

She switched on the tripod camera, then swayed over to him. "Ready to roll," she asked.

The kid nodded.

She got down on her knees in front of him ready to take his full 8" into her mouth. "Action," she said.




This is the image she designed in photoshop for the DVD cover.