In 2017, American film researchers recovered “Something Good – Negro Kiss,” a short film depicting a playful kiss between a Black couple which had not seen the light of day for more than a century. A long-forgotten artifact from the earliest years of American film, the sweet, humanizing vignette, produced by the Selig Polyscope Company, makes a startling contrast to the overwhelmingly racist and blackface-ridden contempory portrayals of African Americans. Four years later in 2021, archivists in Norway, halfway across the world, identified a sister short in their collections—an extended alternate cut which reveals more of Chicago stage performers Gertie Brown and Saint Suttle’s vaudeville-like routine, a theatrical, hot-and-cold romantic dynamic between two lovers which parodies the popular and controversial short “The Kiss” (1896).
Both films, which had previously been lost, were known from entries in old motion picture catalogs but had been assumed to be era-typical, anti-Black “race films” until their rediscovery in the 21st century. Together with its more famous sibling, which has since been inducted into the Library of Congress’ National Film Registry, this alternate version of “Something Good” represents the first-known instance of Black intimacy ever captured on-screen.
SOMETHING GOOD [Alternate Version] (1898)
Directed by William Selig
Summary : Cherry is a newbie in the adult industry. She is trying to make a name for herself in a controversial environment. What happens when one of the most popular actors Virgil contacts her to shoot a scene? WC : 9.2K
Warnings (+18) : This one is for the grown ladies. Porn industry, smut, nasty sex. If smut isn't your cup of tea, skip. Anyway morality police this one isn't for you.
A/N : Can't believe @kyoshithewriter convinced me to write that one shot. Everything started from a joke. Thanks for your help. You can get off my neck now 😂 Anyway, this story is a bit out of the box but I had fun writing it. I enjoy exploring with my writing. Another point : I’m not glamorizing this type of lifestyle or industry at all. As a writer I just feel like it’s important to explore different storylines. I hope you enjoy it anyway.
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Cherry stares at the multiple clothes in her closet. Low rise jeans, miniskirt, denim shorts, jumpsuit, dress? Every outfit mixes up her mind, scrambling it like eggs. In her very young career, she has never stressed so much about an outfit before. Usually, she opts for something that reveals without over sharing. Months in the industry taught her that pre-meeting or testing chemistry often resulted in men trying to take advantage of the situation. Actors, friends, producers or directors, the industry could turn very predatory. Many of them only see actresses as sexual objects or cash cows which often lead to coercion or abuse. For many, boundaries frequently were similar to background noise, ignored. New incomers often pay a higher price to make it in the industry.
The more she navigates the industry, the quicker she realized she needed to do something differently. Although she has worked with many respectful producers and actors, she could not stand the constant pressure of having to be cautious and on alert 90% of the time.
Adding alcohol, drugs, the lack of rigor with STDs and STIs testing, the lack of consideration for their boundaries and person made her realize that she had to find another way. That is when Amanda, her mentor in the industry, submitted the idea of starting an Onlyfans page. A safer option that could open bigger doors. It took a lot of work but her first months were very promising.
Ever since she recorded that girl on girl scene with Amanda, the phone keeps ringing, the emails flow more frequently, the options are less limited. The brunette gave her a list of directors, and actors to avoid. The names that needed to be remembered for opportunities. The rest was in-between, inoffensive but not popular enough to boost her career.
From there, she felt more comfortable shooting scenes with a few selected male actors. The subscriptions kept coming in, growing her money in ways her old self could not have imagined. As a newbie, she was eager to succeed, to make it to the top. Her career had a pretty good start. The number of views on her page reflected a promising future in the controversial industry. Still, Cherry dreamed bigger. She wanted to compete with the big heads. The bigger names, the ones that even the occasional viewers know. One of the names that often popped-up on people feeds even on Instagram.
Ever since she started her page her life has drastically changed. Financially, she is doing better than she could have imagined. Onlyfans was a good start but still not enough for a greedy woman like her. When the first offer escorting offer came, she thought about refusing until she noticed the pay per hour. Just like that Cherry had a side business that brought more money in.
Amanda’s idea offered more control, freedom and a flexibly, Cherry could only dream off in the past. A few months ago, filming with certain actors and directors felt like a chore. Today she can confidently admits that she loves her job. Sex is something she enjoyed from the start and still does to this day. The only difference being getting paid to do what she was used to do behind closed doors.
The bell rings making her jump as she puts on some low rise jeans, offering a beautiful view of her flat stomach, navel piercing, waist chains and toned stomach. Image and physical appearance mattered more in her industry than anywhere else. The pink velvet cropped hoodie is slightly opened, revealing a portion of her plump natural breast.
Amanda shouts from the living room, ”Cherry. The chauffeur is waiting for you downstairs.”
”Yeah, give me 5 minutes.” She checks herself one more time in the mirror, adjusted her glossy lips before picking her mini designer leather bag and ornate her feet with a pair of black heels mules. Cherry calmly makes her way downstairs, her eyes falling on Amanda scrolling through social media in a green lace.
”Preparing your next post?”
”Yeah, something like that. Where are you going?”
”Pre-meeting. Some actor contacted me to shoot a scene next week so we’re meeting up to talk a bit about it, you know?”
”Which one?”
”Virgil something.” Cherry nonchalantly replies as if she had not been doing research on that man for months. Of course, she knows his name. Virgil van Dijk, the name has been sitting at the top of her list. The fantasy of many women in the industry. The name that many wish to see pop in their inboxes one day. Not only for his looks but his alleged exploits in bed. To this day, her body remembers how her heart jumped when she received that Instagram DM proposing she shoot a video with him. Cherry felt like she won the lottery. A big established name like his shooting with her could only help with her career.
Amanda stops scrolling to bluntly stare at her. The long haired brunette suddenly giggles nervously with a hand on her full breast. Cherry’s stomach turns. What if she missed information or warning signs? Cherry’s brown almond eyes widen in panic. She had done her research. How is that possible?
Cherry quietly remembers how she almost touched herself to one of his scenes. In her dark spacious bedroom, she had picked up her computer, shamelessly googling his name. The first page that popped up, she clicked. According to her fellow actresses, he is one of the best out there. Shooting a scene with an actor of that caliber guaranteed visibility and great sex. The tall lightskin man has something that makes her squirm. That je ne sais quoi, she could not explain to anyone. You have to feel it. From his content, she can tell he is image wary and detail orientated. The list of scenes are pretty long, perfectly organized and curated. His signature videos resembled homemade sextapes with a vintage camera. She randomly clicked on the most popular video.
Her clit pulsed under her sheets as she saw how the red-haired reacted to the power of his strokes. Too many times, people tend to forget that porn is a form of entertainment. Porn actresses are still actresses who are putting an act on. The shootings are way too long and very unglamorous to create anything realistic.
But in that particular scene, she couldn’t tell if Skylar was faking or not. Another scene, different actress, similar reactions. This time, her body speaks louder than whatever sounds coming out of her mouth. She recognizes Katlynn, a girl she worked with on several occasions. Girl on girl, threesomes, foursomes, their audience loved the duo. The picture is crystal clear, Katlynn is not faking it.
How can she tell? They both enjoyed each other's company in private. A few times alone, once or twice with a third party. She squirts, wetting the velvet couch underneath, her legs shaking under the spell of his tricks. Something that only happened when Katlynn shoots girl on girl scenes. The red-haired woman confessed months ago to her.
Cherry resists the urge to pick her phone and call Katlynn to inquire about the particular scene. After watching a few videos, Cherry decided to respond to his collaboration offer, eager to see what the man is about.
”Girl, relax. You’re safe. It’s just -” She pauses. ”Virgil was the best fuck of my life. We shot a scene together last year. I made a ton of money from it. It’s an amazing opportunity. Fucked him on the side for while too.”
Her shoulders fall back in relief until she bombards Amanda with questions, ”Why have I never seen your video with him? Why did you stop fucking him on the low? How is he?”
Amanda chuckles, amused by her reactions. ”Listen, he’s very chill. Respectful and professional. You have nothing to fear. Now, go before you’re late.”
”So you’re not going to share anything?”
”I don’t want to ruin the experience for you, trust me.” She winks before gently tapping her shoulders. Cherry rolls her eyes, her feet leading her to the black vehicle at her front door. At least, she will not have to stay alert. Her safety is not at risk. That is a start.
****
Cherry walks confidently to the front door of the luxurious yet minimalist villa. Usually, she leads with assurance, charm and positivity. However, today feels slightly different. What she manifested months ago is happening but somehow she finds herself overwhelmed and intimidated. Cherry quickly rearranges her posture before a brown skinned man in a white teeshirt and dark blue jeans opens the door. She barely has time to speak that he invites her inside.
”Welcome, Cherry! I’m Bryan, Virg’s best friend and assistant.”
Her tone is calmer, a bit more controlled than usual. ”Hello Bryan.” The click of her heels resounds on the tiles, forcing a few heads in the living room to turn. Three other men stopped their beer pong to stare at her. She innocently bats her lashes before greeting them. A silence follows quickly, cut by Bryan clearing his throat.
”Cherry. She’s here for professional purposes.” He insists on the last part of the sentence earning a few cold stares from the guys.
One of the guys responds, ”We know her, bro. She’s one of the hottest girls out there.”
Cherry cracks a smile revealing perfect white pearly teeth and a gem on her teeth. ”Thanks, guys.” Bryan urges her to follow him into another living room. Smaller and warmer than the first one. Cherry politely waits for an invitation to sit down. Bryan offers her plenty of drinks, alcoholic and non alcoholic beverages. Something rare in the industry. Plenty of times, alcohol comes first to turn the mind off or take advantage of situations.
”Virg insisted on buying you some cherry lemonade. Thought you’d like the gesture.”
That detail only confirms her analysis. The man is detailed orientated. ”That’s very thoughtful. Thanks.”
”Don’t mean you should take it tho. Drink what you really want to.”
”No, I’m cool, promise. I love cherry lemonade.”
Bryan opens the bottle and pours the reddish liquid in a glass. Cherry leans in, purposefully showing her cleavage. The man licks his lips, taking the time to admire her slim curvy figure.
”You’re very hot…but I have to tell you something. There’s no need to perform before the actual scene. We don’t do that here. We prefer to play games.”
”Oh nice! What type of games?”
”Uno, truth or dare, have you ever, beer pong…Whatever just to break the ice, you know?” She nods surprised with their methods. No sex, no heavy flirting, games. Cherry enjoys the sweet and tart taste on her tongue, slowly relaxing in the private room. Bryan caught her eyes. Tall, tattooed, clean, beard, full lips, charming smile, white teeth, clean haircut and diamond earrings. Her type.
”Are you playing too, Bryan?” She asks with a sultrier tone, leaning a bit forward. The brown skinned man looks away, his bottom trapped in his teeth. Cherry knows how to get what she wants. Virgil for professional purposes and Bryan for private.
”I’m still waiting, Bryan.”
He shakes his head. ”No, not tonight. It’s only for Virgil and the girl he’s shooting with. I’m just the assistant. If you’re really want me to play, we can do that after the shoot next week.” Cherry grins satisfied with that half promise of having some fun without any cameras. Routine for most people, rarer for her. Ever since she started in the industry, the two world collided pretty brutally. Now even the guys she wanted to be intimate with for her personal pleasure wanted to record or perform. Which infuriates her and consequently lowered her personal sex life.
Cherry feels his presence in her back. For the first time in her career, she feels her palms getting moist. The girls were not lying, aura is his second name. The man enters the room with an ease that would make any insecure man uncomfortable. The pictures and cameras did not even do justice.
His wooden and fresh scent makes her mouth water. His simple outfit : white wife beater, denim shorts and white socks perfectly matched his slick man bun. The man looks like a Rnb singer from the 00’s and she’s here for it. Bryan goes to the back of her mind a second. Both are fine but Virgil stands in his own category. Although the lack of facial hair accentuates his strong cheekbones, chin and jaw, her body still reacts to his presence. Months ago, she dreamed about this moment. Now is no time to let her anxiety ruin such an opportunity.
She keeps her cool, rising from her chair to greet him as her lashes bat innocently. ”Cherry. Nice to meet you,Virgil. Thanks for having me.” He extends his big and warm palm to her, shaking it firmly.
The thick dutch accent does not surprises her. After watching more than twenty videos of him, her ears grew used to it. ”Hey, Cherry. Welcome!” He nods to Bryan, signaling him to leave the room. The beautiful assistant walks away staring at her one more time.
Virgil smiles, sitting down on the chair in front of her. ”Seems to like you.”
”They all do.” She says confidently, earning a grin from him.
”I have no doubts, sexy. You’re stunning. Beautiful face, gorgeous body. Asked my team to reach out the second I’ve seen your scene with Amanda.”
Cherry lightly chuckles remembering Amanda comments. ”Yeah, she told me about you.”
“Hopefully only positive stuff.”
She jokes, ”Anything to worry about, Virgil?”
He shakes his head. ”Nope, Amanda is great. I had a great time with her on and off set.”
”Hum. Yeah, don’t worry. She only had praises for you.” Cherry reassures him before redirecting the discussion back to work. After all, she came to talk about their future scene. ”How do you proceed before a scene in general?”
”I prefer to meet the girls before to establish boundaries. I don’t want them to do stuff they don’t feel comfortable doing. Also try to build some chemistry before shooting. Very important.”
”How do you build - ”
Virgil interrupts her, ”No need to sleep with me or my boys before the shoot. This isn’t how it works around here.”
Cherry silently sighs, letting relief silence her worries. Still, her experiences taught her to not rely on words only. Discernment and observation are key. ”So it never happened?”
”No. I want them to get the first experience on camera. I want a raw reaction. Not some theatrical stuff. They’re free to sleep with the boys if they want to. Not because they feel obligated to. Never. We’re just playing games, get to know each other and they can leave. No need to give access to their bodies.“ Something about his calm tone yet cocky grin makes her squirm. Raw reaction. First experience. Her curiosity piques. Either way, she is delighted to see a man of his position and stature not using his fame and influence to harm women of the industry was rare.
”Are you familiar with my work?”
Cherry plays professional. There is no need for him to know that she spent hours watching his videos, studying the scenes or even fantasizing about participating one day. ”Seen a couple of videos, yeah.”
”I use a vintage camera, no cuts. I offer more of a sextape experience than what you usually see online. I have my own production company so my videos, my rules.”
”What are your rules?”
”I’m not spending an entire day shooting. As I explained it’s an experience. There’s no script or crazy expectations. Limited crew in the room. Bryan and Allan only. We have plenty of cameras in the room to get different angles. Bryan checks the angles and cameras. Nathan the lighting. We have a makeup artist if you need one. Nobody can access your room before the shoot. It’s your space. I’ve checked your tests, they’re all good. I sent you mine. I think we’re good, yeah? Oh and no condoms.”
Cherry takes all the information already feeling at ease with him. She loves how he cares about her safety and protection without over bragging about it, hoping for a quick fuck after. It made sense to him.
”Also. No pauses, no cuts. The concept is really to offer an authentic experience. Not some overdone acting skills. We edit later. No breaks, nothing. Can you handle it?”
The woman cracks a smile. ”Newbie doesn’t mean debutant.”
The intensity of his stare gets under her skin and burns her from the inside. All the images of him leaving those women begging, sobbing and trembling under his touch warms her body. ”It’s pretty intense. Can get overwhelming for some. I’d rather inform you.”
”I’m good, don’t worry about me, baby.”
”Good. Are you on birth control?” She nods. ”So cream pie is okay for you?” Another nod as she sips on her sweet beverage. ”What are off limits?”
”Poop, piss, punches, no extreme roughness. Just don’t treat me like an inflatable doll.”
Virgil smirks, though unamused by the comment. ”Now you’re making me feel like a debutant.“
He silently grabs her chin, forcing their eyes to meet. ”Listen to me, sexy. There is a reason why 45% of my audience are women. They’re watching because I’m offering something real. I’m not shooting videos where women are treated like vulgar vessels for men. That’s not my thing. I’m here to make actresses and viewers feel good. Do you understand? Amanda never told you? How good I made her feel, hm? How she kept cheating on her useless boyfriend with me? Ask Bryan how many times per week she’d come here to fuck me. If I was handling women like dolls, none of them would come back. Ask my fellow actors. They’re not having sex outside of work, I am.”
Cherry crosses her legs when he released her chin, stopping her pussy from getting wetter. That aura, face card mixed with that self confidence is a recipe for trouble. Virgil keeps his eyes on her while Cherry prefers to look away. Too scared to lose control of her usual composure.
”I wasn’t doubting your skills. I’m just protecting myself.”
”I’m not mad at you, Cherry. Just explaining how I function. Another point, I’m giving the lingerie. The only thing you have to do is bring your beautiful self on set. It’s your first time with me, so we’re going to make it special, yeah?”
His eyes predict nothing that would stop her clit from pulsating in her jeans. The man knows exactly what he is doing. Unfortunately, it is working. She is crumbling like she never has before. Nervousness is not familiar, not even in front of ugly and predatory men.
”Hm. Let’s see what you’re about, yeah.” He grins, taking her response as a clear challenge. He eyes her like the last slice of cake on the plate he craves but holds back.
”Why did you choose me? I know how picky you are with actresses and models. Why me? I’m a newbie with a promising career but nothing crazy.”
”I want to fuck the shit out of you if I’m being honest. Videos don’t usually do much for me, but that one with Amanda…I got hard. I want to see those faces you make when you’re coming. Your beautiful tits bounce. Your ass ripple and hear how you scream and moan my name. Want to know what you taste like and…feel like around my dick.” Under any other circumstance she would never have played these games. She came to discuss a scene, not to leave here with a wet panties. Cherry is a player, she cannot fold that way. Despite the wetness between her legs, she rises from her chair to boldly sit on his lap. Purposefully placing her pussy on his crotch. Her hands seductively rubbing the back of his neck.
”Let’s test that chemistry right now, baby. Take me, fuck me right here on that couch. Why even bother to shoot a scene?” Virgil firmly yet gently grabs her hips, intentionally rubbing his discreet bump between her legs. They both moan at the friction. Virgil leans in, his lips brushing against hers.
He whispers, ”I’m not going to break my rules. Not even for your sexy ass. I know what I’m doing, sexy. I know a future star girl when I see one. I know an ambitious woman, when I see one.” Her erected nipples poke out, rubbing against her velvet hoodie.
”Be good to me and go back to your chair, okay, sexy?” His tone is calm yet firm. Cherry understands the subtle message. This opportunity mattered a lot to her. More than it did hours ago before she arrived. Now, she needs to live the promised experience. Cherry follows his suggestion and goes back to her seat.
”You’re quite impressive. Many would have given in.”
”I’m not many. I’m Virgil, sexy.”
A part of her wanted to wipe that borderline arrogant smirk off his face. Hopefully she can do so next week during the scene. ”Wait…Virgil is your real name? Why are you using your full name?”
”I love hearing them scream my name. Not some made-up name, just mine. I enjoy them praising me everywhere. Expressing how good it feels.” She sips on the remaining lemonade. The man really enjoys the attention and praise that comes with the job.
”Hm. Yeah, you love an ego boost.”
He laughs, louder than usual. ”Ego boost? That’s my reality, sexy. You’ll understand next week why I don’t need an ego boost.” Of course, he would be this cocky if girls keep coming back to him for his bedroom skills, physical appearance and a well endowed member.
”What brought you here? How did you end up in this fucked up industry?” The question almost comes out of nowhere.
”I enjoy sex.”
”That’s all, really?”
”Are you a therapist or a porn actor?”
”I’m full of resources sexy, you know?”
She chuckles, sending vibrations her body probably did not need. ”Sex and money. No dark stories behind. I mean unless absent fathers count.”
”Doesn’t count.”
”Yeah I just love sex. It all started in college. I was sleeping around a lot and one day I thought about making it a profession too. I’m good at this too so why not? What about you?”
”My ex suggested the idea. She said the whole world should see how I fuck her. So we recorded ourselves, uploaded on a porn site and boom. People asked for more so I delivered. We broke up because of the attention tho. She hated seeing girls throw themselves at me…Not mad at her because now I can do whatever the fuck I want and run my business however I feel like.” Cherry simply grins and nods at his explanation. The man cannot fuck that good. What was going on?
”Let’s play. You pick! Never have I ever or UNO?”
”UNO. I need to wipe that cocky smile off your face, baby.”
”Say less.”
They spent hours speaking and playing cards until Virgil had to leave for professional reasons. Bryan stays pretty vague. The scene is planned for Friday, in five days. Short yet long timing for something so exciting. A sensation that could not be carried until Friday. Cherry goes to Bryan. To help her tame that fire. The sex was pretty good, not the best of her life but pleasurable enough to calm her burning desire. Cherry makes sure to scream at the top of her lungs, letting Virgil hear it all when he comes back home.
”Bryan! Fuck yes! Like that! Ugh!”
****
Cherry checks herself in the bathroom mirror one last time. The moment she has been impatiently waiting for days has finally arrived. The lingerie perfectly emphasizes her natural curves. A deep pink set that perfectly contrasted with her deep dark skin. The balconnette bra teasing her full breast, the thong displayed her plump ass and garter and garter belt snatching her waist and thighs. She sprays her favorite perfume, a vanilla and fruity scent that often brings some comfort to her senses. The makeup artist knocks at her door.
”It’s time, Cherry. They’re waiting for you in the downstairs.”
She should not be that stressed, it is her job. She has done it before. However, there is something about Virgil’s eyes days ago that makes her core tingle more than usual. Cherry uses her cherry scent roll on and spreads it on her inner thighs. Cherry takes her deep breath before making her way downstairs. She greets the three men on set.
”I thought we’d start directly in the bedroom.”
”No, I had a new idea so we’re starting on the couch. Camera testing first here and in the bedroom then we can get to it.” Virgil mutters orders in Dutch before Cherry sits on the couch, growing impatient as she understands that they would not start before an hour.
Camera testing, lightening checking and a few photos for the website only adds up to the existing tension. The photoshoot was the worst part. Virgil stands behind her, shirtless, chain on and a basketball shorts. The pictures had to tease without giving out too much. A perfect balance that Virgil mastered to perfection. Teasing to catch the eye but not sexual enough to be censored on Instagram.
The way their eyes keep meeting, openly showing the spark between them had Bryan and Nathan satisfied with the material. The firm yet subtle touches from both ends reveals their impatience and excitement for the scene. Virgil purposefully lets his hand longer than usual on her body. One time firmly grabbing her hips, the other gently caressing her skin smoothly.
”Last one.” Allan shouts while capturing cliché of them. Virgil leans closer, almost forcing their lips to touch.
”Already wet, sexy? We’ve barely started.” She ignores his comment and focuses on the click of the camera. ”Oh…and Bryan got nothing on me. I wasn’t impressed by your little circus. I run the show, sexy.”
This time, Cherry leans quickly pecking his lips. ”Who told you it was a circus? Not everything is about you, Virgil.”
”You’ll say that again in a few hours.”
****
After discussing additional details and rearranging the set, they are ready. Bryan reminds her, ”No cuts, no pause. Now, if it’s too much for you. Use the safe word strawberry.” The woman nods, mentally preparing herself to deliver like she always does. Virgil gently massages her shoulders.
”Ready for the best sex of your life? Don’t be nervous, we’re going to have a great time!”
Cherry playfully rolls her eyes. ”You’re really putting a lot of pressure on your shoulders.” To that he simply chuckles.
”Remember, it’s an experience
”3…2…1. Action!”
Spontaneity means no script simply going with the flow. Virgil turns to the front camera. ”Model of the day, Cherry. Let’s show her a good time, shall we?” He barely finishes his sentence before his hands are roaming all over her body. The left hand finds her chin, gently forcing his eyes into his.
”You’re so beautiful, baby. You know that?” He wastes no time and crashes his lips against hers. The kiss reflects the desire they both tried to tame for days. Cherry's skin burns like it never did before. Each parcel feels like an ember ready to inflame the rest of her body. The kiss had nothing cute or romantic. Pure filth, full tongue. Virgil places one of his hands around her neck. The touch is mastered, firm enough without strangling her. He takes one step back, interrupting the kiss before licking the top of her mouth.
The first moan slips out as his hand presses her neck a bit firmer. Still not enough to hurt her. "Open your mouth for me, sexy. Tongue out.”
Cherry gladly follows his orders like a subject under the spell of her magician. He sucks on her tongue before letting his dribble run inside of her mouth. Cherry swallows with a grin on her face. With his hand still on her neck, he delicately guides her on the couch, laying her down. Angling her body to face the camera on the right.
Virgil places himself between her legs, his basketball shorts dangerously falling on his hips. Cherry wraps her legs around him, confidently securing him on top of her. He leans in, allowing his chain to dangle in her face until his forehead rests against hers. Her chest rose up and down, quicker than usual. Eye to eye, he boldly grabs her boobs, massaging them and licking the nipples over the lace. Her back arches as she moans.
Cherry’s hand rests on his head as he pulls down her bra, revealing a beautiful pair of brown nipples, hard and erected for him. Begging to be sucked on. Virgil wastes no time and puts her nipples in his warm mouth as the other massaged the free boob. Cherry squirms under the assault of his mouth.
The precision of his tongue, the pressure, the speed – never in her life has she experienced such oral skills. An expert mouth that knows what to do. Cherry bucks her hips in the air, desperate to calm the wetness between her legs. He goes harder, stopping at the perfect moment to give her an expert massage, groping and revealing new erogenous zones. Cherry gets lost in the stimulation, throwing her head back, fully offering her body to him.
”Such a beautiful breast.” He comments before getting back to sucking and licking her nipples. Alternating between left and right with a small plot twist: light biting.
”Oh fuck!”
Cherry arches her back, overwhelmed by the pleasure. Her nipples become so hard it is almost painful, yet something new accompanies that small pain. Warm, good pulses in her chest. The moans keep filling the room. The lace between her legs sticks, rubbing against her swollen clit. Cherry barely has time to process anything. She feels those pleasing shockwaves taking over her. First orgasm of the day, done. Just by playing with her nipples. Her face contorts, making him smile in the process.
”This is what sucking tits does to you, uh?” Cherry collects her thoughts before putting her mind right back to work. He firmly grabs one boob, putting subtle pressure onto it while his other hand pulls on her nipple. ”Answer to me, baby. Always.” He whispers, leaning in for another tongue exchange.
”Yes, Virgil. You make me feel so good.”
”And we’re not done yet.”
Just like that, Cherry uses her feet to remove his basketball shorts and boxers. Her lips trapped between her teeth as she observes his hard dick slapping his stomach. The sight makes her mouth water. The sleeve tattoo, his hair, the chain, the scent, and his pretty dick are a lot to take in.
”I want to suck your dick, baby.” She expresses, plugging her fake innocent eyes into his before pushing him back on the couch. He lays back down as Cherry settles between his legs. Before she starts, he softly guides her head to his mouth, capturing her lips then letting his drool melt in her mouth.
”Yeah, make me feel good, sexy.” Cherry spits all over him, watching her saliva cover his member. She then spits in her own palm, wetting it to stroke him a couple of times. Cherry puts her tongue out, slapping his tip against her tongue, savouring the salty precum. Her free hand lands on his thigh as she flicks her tongue around his tip.
”Fuck, sexy. Stop teasing.”
Cherry puts an end to his agony by enveloping his shaft with her warm mouth. The smile on her face distorts each time his dick goes further in her mouth. The small gags only turn her on more. He is big and she loves it. Her pussy clenches around nothing as Cherry imagines him wrecking her.
His hands rest on her braids, encouraging her. "Fuck, that mouth is so good." She moans, sending vibration to his member. Cherry sucks steadily and faster each time. ”That’s it, sexy. Just like that.” The small groans he lets out motivating her. By now, she is convinced the camera caught her juices leaking from her lace thong. Cherry hollows her cheeks, taking him deeper. One hand massaging his balls, the other caressing his abs. The groans get louder, just like his heavy breathing, wetting her panties to the point of no return.
She breathes out, ”I love how that dick feels in my mouth.”
He barely responds. Instead, their eyes met intensely. That fake innocent stare has more effect on him than he will ever admit. Her pussy aches, desperate for some friction or any attention. Instead, she refocuses on him.
"Open wide, sexy."
He gently grabs her goddess braids, pushing his hips further. Her throat swells as he pushes further, drool falling on the couch, chest, chin and floor as she keeps taking him. A vein appears on her forehead as he pushes her to the very limit. Her eyes wet with tears.
”Yeah, sexy. That’s it. Down that throat like that.” Her hands pump what could not fit inside her mouth. Something to actually make her forget about the tingles between her legs. He releases her head with a grunt, but Cherry is not done. She spits on him, taking her lead back by slurping again. Fast and steady.
”Damn, you want that nut, uh?” Her small hands caress the base, moaning as she goes further. The man grins at the sight of her wet eyes and swollen lips. Both of them forgetting about the cameras for a minute. He finally pushes her head back. Unimpressed by the drool on her chin, he slides his tongue inside of her mouth. Cherry moans as her body reminds her of its needs.
It is now her turn to finally experience what the girls have been bragging about. She should not be that excited. After all, she is working. Yet that intense ache suggests otherwise. If desire could burn, she would be entirely consumed. Turned into ashes due to the never-ending wait.
”Sit down for me, legs wide open.”
Cherry follows his orders without thinking. Whatever was coming next, her body was ready. Eager to live the experience he had been bragging about days ago. Virgil gets on his knees, kneeling right in front of her lace-covered panties. He eyes her face before pressing a kiss against her clothed clit, then inner thighs. Cherry places her hand right behind, already gripping the couch. No one has ever made her that wet before even properly touching her.
Before she can anticipate anything, he pushes her panties to the side. Slowly, she feels his fingers gliding through her slick walls. She sees him bite his lip while angling his fingers in a way she only experienced while touching herself.
The movement is slow yet so intense, it takes her breath away. Cherry moans louder than expected as he keeps working her open. The sound of her wet pussy echoing in the room. She throws her head back, grabbing his wrist as he speeds up the motion of his fingers.
”Let them hear how wet and ready you are for me, sexy. It’s even coating my wrist.”
Cherry unconsciously pushes her hips on his hand, allowing his fingers to go a bit deeper. Moans or screams – she can barely tell what is actually coming out of her mouth. Not when that man keeps rubbing against the spot that drove her crazy. He notices the way she arches her back and keeps pressing on that spot, gently yet firmly enough to get a reaction.
”Is it there, sexy? Right there, uh?”
”Yes, baby! Get that pussy ready for your big dick.“
As she expects him to stop or get her over the edge, her pussy reacts to the sudden loss. Cherry wants to cry, but her despair does not last long. He parts her lips to reveal the swollen bud throbbing in anticipation.
The first lick of her slit makes her whine. It is slow, deliberately teasing. ”Such a sweet pussy!”
Cherry should have known that the first lick was only an appetiser. With her eyes closed difficult to think about cameras. What matters the most is how her pussy is being feasted on. He sucks, nibbles, licks, flicks his tongue on her pulsing clit and slit.
”Right there! Fuck, Virgil!" She screams, way too gone to think about something else than his wet tongue working her up. With half-open eyes, she recognises that same cocky grin. The one that oozes confidence. He knows what he is doing. The wave threatens to violently wash her away. Cherry sings his name as her entire body convulses. Her back slightly moved back to escape his expert mouth. Failure, he keeps licking her. Cleaning all the juices. Her clit pulsing in ways it never did before.
”Give me one more, sexy. I’m greedy." He murmurs against her entrance before sliding his fingers back inside. Cherry now understands what Amanda and other girls experienced. Three orgasms before he even gets to actually fuck her is impressive. Tears form at the corners of her eyes. There must be a trick somewhere. It could feel this good. There must be a price tag somewhere. Cherry lets out another scream as her juices coat his fingers.
“Fuck me. I need your cock now.”
”Come get it, sexy. Show me how bad you want it.”
The light sensitiveness between her legs is not stopping her. In one swift movement, she places her legs on each side. Their eyes anticipating what they both have been craving. The sight of his shaved chin adding fuel to her fire. Cherry pumps his hardness a few times. That first contact leaving them both gasping.
”Shit, sexy. That pussy feels amazing.”
The stretch leaves her panting. Her walls resist a bit, tightly trapping him. He leans in to capture her lips again while pushing his hips upwards. Cherry grabs the back of the couch for stability, hissing in the process. Her mouth opens agape as she accommodates his size. The wetness between her legs makes it easier as she opens up for him.
”You feel so fucking good, baby. You’re stretching me out.”
She sees his jaw clench, his eyes trying their best to stay open. ”Stay with me, baby. We’re just getting started.”
With her eyes locked onto his, she sets her tempo, moving slowly, up and down, hips rolling on some occasion. He grunts at the smoothness of her waist and movements. Cherry smiles when his hands land on her hips following the rhythm. His mouth opens agape as she picks up the pace. Her round and plump breasts bouncing with her.
”That pussy is too good, fuck!”
”Yes, baby. Tell them how good it feels. Let them know.” She whispers, hungrily riding until her juices start glistening on his sack. It should not feel that good. His veins tease spots she mostly could only find herself. Cherry almost cries out when his mouth envelops her hard nipple. Just when she thought he was deep enough, he took the lead back. That same grin appears on his face.
Sternly, he grabs her hips before moving his own upward. Cherry screams as that new angle rubs against her spot. Sweat could not stop them. The fire in her abdomen tortures her as he keeps bucking his hips upward, mercilessly fucking her. If only she could tell the world how good it feels. Impossible. The only thing she can do is scream in his name in the room.
”I won’t, sexy. I can feel that pussy clenching.” His mouth goes back to her nipples. This is too much for her. No need to overact or stimulate. Everything made sense now. Cherry wants to fuck him back, but her legs are already shaking. She dissolves into pleasure, throwing her head back, eyes closed as he keeps thrusting.
”Yes, that’s it, sexy. Cum for me. Enjoy yourself.” Cherry screams louder than intended, her entire body riding the aftershocks of her peak. She must admit, she is impressed. Looking at the videos and experiencing his stamina is completely different. He rapidly pulls out before entering her sensitive walls. She has been warned. It is intense. Virgil likes to push the girls to the limit, and she had no intention of backing out. She wants the entire experience. Everything until her body betrays her or he fills her up with cum.
He calmly rises from the couch, his arms securing her waist as he leads them upstairs. Cherry gasps at his strength. Allan and Bryan follow, but she is too whipped to pay attention. She leans in, invading his mouth with her tongue. Just when she thought he would give her a moment, he started bucking his hips. Cherry whimpers, slightly leaning backwards for him to go deeper.
”You’re greedy, sexy.” He jokes before teasingly slapping her ass. The thrusts stop right before they climb the stairs, only to continue when they enter the bedroom. Cherry could not tell what that bedroom looked like even if she tried to. Not when his veiny dick teases the right spots. Both of them are now panting.
She is soon delicately laid down. A gesture that made her laugh. The complete opposite of how he fucked her on that couch a moment ago. He grabs one of her legs, resting it on his shoulder. This position is a first for Cherry, but she is excited. All those hours at the gym or doing Pilates always helped. He spits on her pussy, using his fingers to spread the saliva. Cherry opens her mouth, silently asking for some for her mouth.
”Such a nasty girl.”
He smiles as she swallows with a satisfied smile before rubbing his tip on her swollen bud. Cherry mewls, overstimulated yet scared of her body giving up too early. She wanted more.
”Such a pretty pussy… Don’t be mad if I wreck her, though."
Inch by inch he fills her again. One hand on her leg, the other on her lower stomach. From there, Cherry's vision blurs as he pounds into her, pausing here and there to roll his hips, going as deep as he could. Out of desperation, she squirms, hoping to get away from him, but his grip is too strong. "Ssshh… Don’t run, sexy. Take it all.” All she can do is stay still and take it.
He asks, his hand adding pressure on her stomach. ”Am I there? All the way there?”
She nods frantically. "Fuck. Yes, you're there. Too good.” As time passed by, words became harder to form. Only moans and whimpers easily come out. He is fucking her unrelentingly as if he hated her. Making her feel things she never felt before, spots she barely knew she had.
”Fuck, baby… You’re…so…deep.”
”I wish I could go deeper. That pussy is too fucking good.“
Tears now roll down her cheeks as she watches his dick disappearing inside of her. Both of them drunk on pleasure. The sound of their skin clapping and her slick walls makes it harder for him. He stays focused, his eyes fixed at her entrance, his eyebrows furrowed, probably trying to control his orgasm.
The bed moves with his strokes. Cherry feels that sensation again. The tingles, the pulses. Expect this time, he pulls out, leaving her confused and on the edge of passing out from pleasure in a moment. Without giving her time to form a question, he places both of her legs on his shoulders, lapping on her sopping pussy with a flat tongue. Cherry grips the sheet, her back arching as she pushes her hips on him. How could she ever function normally after experiencing him? She lost count of her orgasms at this point.
”Please. Too much…” She sobs, letting the pulses of her clit wash her away. This time, her orgasm is more intense, so much so she sees the stars for a minute.
”We’re only done when that pussy is full of me. On your side, sexy.”
At this point, Cherry cannot tell if she is dreaming or not. Nothing made sense anymore. From the corner of her eyes, she sees her reflection in the mirror. Her makeup is all smudged, her eyes wet and pleading. His large and warm palm lies on her hips as he positions himself right behind. Cherry’s eyes fall on Bryan, who gulps. She might be confused, but she spots envy and arousal in his eyes. Maybe a sprinkle of jealousy.
The small observation comes to an end when she feels him stretching her again. Her now-sensitive walls welcomed him faster. As if her body recognises him, she gives him access. One of her legs moved further, opening herself up even more. Cherry closes her eyes when he starts pushing inside of her. Steady and slow strokes that knock the breath out of lungs. Cherry undulates her hips, creating more friction between them. Her head falling back, leading their eyes to meet. That smirk reappears again. He is not done yet.
”Can Bryan fuck you like that, sexy?” He whispers low enough so no one else can hear.
”You’re not playing fair, baby.”
”Oh, because teasing me with Bryan is? You’re going to take it all. Be a good girl, yeah?” Cherry’s nails dig into his forearm as he is now meticulously fucking her, picking up his pace, going harder, deeper. Cherry closes her wet eyes, her body begging for another release when his hand found her clit.
"Eyes on the camera. Tell them how good it feels."
Eyes wet and desperate, she moans. "Fucking…g.ood." The man bites his lip, slowing down the rhythm once again, basically dragging the pleasure until she can no longer take it. Cherry turns her head to the side, looking at him with pleading eyes.
”Don’t look at me like that. I’m not stopping, sexy.” He pauses. In fact, makes me want to keep going.” The moment almost looks intimate. It will probably drive the audience crazy.
The stares, the whispers, the natural chemistry. One thing is sure: they both wanted each other for the longest. ”You can take it, sexy. I believe in you.” Cherry needs some rest. If she comes one more time, she might pass out.
”I want your dick in my mouth, baby.”
”Not yet.” He sternly responds before rubbing on her clit, sending her over the edge again. Her entire body shakes as he keeps fucking her through it, purposely angling his hips to rub against her spongy spot.
She whimpers, ”Too…much.” The pulses come from everywhere. She can barely keep up. She had prepared for intensity but not to that extent. Something rare occurs, she squirts, wetting the bedsheets and her inner thighs. He chuckles before slapping her ass.
”That pussy can’t get enough of me, sexy, is that it?” His voice is deeper than usual, which only makes her wet again. No pause, no cuts. Now there is she, hoping that he releases her soon. Cherry is not the type to give up. She will not let him brag about her passing out or using the safe word. One of the best experiences, if not the best, had to last. Who knows when she will ever experience such great sex?
Cherry lies on her back, her head hanging over the side of the bed. ”Come fuck my mouth, baby.” He follows pretty quickly, teasing her by sliding his fingers in her mouth. She coats them with saliva, slightly gagging as he pushes them further. Minutes later, she tries to control her gag reflex as he gently bucks his hips into her mouth. Tears fall down her reddened eyes as she takes him. The sight of her throat swelling and her face distorting because of him makes him groan louder. Apparently hearing him vocalise his pleasure brings her arousal back to life. One of the peaks of her job is seeing this control freak crumble because of her mouth.
”Fucking hell! I’m not coming inside of your mouth. Lie down on your back.”
Cherry wastes no time, her legs wrapping around his waist as he settles between her legs. Both of them moan at the contact. He leans forward, both his hands caressing her head as he rocks his hips, alternately rolling them, stimulating all the spots inside. Cherry flushes, her mouth opening as she takes all of him. Both of them, staring at their faces, turned on by their mutual reactions. The bed moved under the power of his strokes. His chain dangling in her face as he moves frenetically. Cherry plants her nails into his back. He grabs her hand, intertwining them together before hiking her legs higher. That new angle brings tears to her eyes.
"Yeah, you love it. Don’t you?”
"Fuck me. Fuck me like you owe me."
She feels him twitch inside of her, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he slams his hips inside of her, going as deep as deep as he could. He is close. The small moans, whimpers, and open mouth leave no doubts.
Cherry begs, her voice softer than usual, sultrier. ”Cum inside of me. Fill me. Please. Please. Please.”
The decibels of their moaning and groaning increase until she feels him pulse and twitch inside of her. ”Yes, baby. Give it to me, fuck!” He rests his forehead against hers, chasing that release.
”Cherry, fuck. Look at what you do to me.”
Cherry feels her wall furiously clenching around his member as he fills her up, spurts after spurts, eyes to eyes. Both of them panting and gasping in ecstasy while Cherry squirts, ruining the sheet once again. This one is particularly intense. Cherry feels like she has passed out for a minute. He brings her back to reality by sealing her lips together slowly and passionately. She giggles when they collect their breath.
”It was too good. Amazing!” He kisses her forehead before spreading her lips wide open, enjoying the way his cum oozes out.
"Look how you’re dripping."
Cherry stares before using her fingers to push his cum right back inside, licking the excess off her fingers. Their eyes meet again, and they share another kiss, full of tongue and saliva. Just when she thought they were done, she felt his warm fingers on her clit.
"Give it to me. One more."
"Virgil. I can't...too much."
”You know the safe word, sexy.”
”Please.” She begs with innocent eyes, which only motivates him to pursue until she starts sobbing. Virgil smiles cockily, very happy with the final result. Cherry lies there crying, her body recovering from what just happened. The most pleasurable experience of her life. The multiple orgasms, the overstimulation, and the small caring gestures. The perfect ingredients for a memorable moment. Virgil watches her, his hand gently caressing her stomach, giving her time to recover.
”Thank you. It was too fucking good.”
”Cut!” He screams, officially ending the scene. A signal for Bryan and Allan to leave the bedroom. His hands are still rubbing on her stomach. When she comes to her senses, a detail strikes her.
”Your hair hasn’t moved. How do you do that?”
”That’s a secret, sexy. Come on… Tell me how you feel. You’re good?”
”Sensitive, probably sore tomorrow, but great! What about you?”
”I just had one of the best pussies. Of course I feel good. Now I understand why Amanda keeps shooting with you.”
She chuckles, taking the time to observe her surroundings. A view of a pool and nature and a couple of paintings. Nothing worthy of her attention during the scene. “I generally prefer girls-on-girls scenes. Or solo.”
”Have I changed your mind, Cherry?”
”Don’t get too cocky.”
Cherry rises from the bed, her legs feeling like jelly when she fully stands. As she prepares to thank him again and join her private room, he offers, ”Free next week? We could hang out.”
”Hang out, ugh? I imagined a man like you a bit bolder.”
”You’re right. Let’s go eat some Jamacain food. I know a great spot. Then I’ll take you back to my place to fuck the shit out of you. No cameras, just you and me.”
”Sounds really good. Is Bryan joining us?”
”No. You and me. I’m not a big fan of sharing my favourites. He can have you but not at the same time.”
”Sounds good to me, baby. I need to shower now.”
****
One week later, she is back at his place. This time, no cameras, no lighting, nothing. After a great meal, she is sitting on his lap in his bedroom.
”You’ll be crying when I’m done with you.” That confidence in his tone turns her on. The man knows what he is doing, and she is here for it.
”Take it easy. I’m working in two days. The video went viral, and now my phone keeps ringing.” Cherry received opportunities she never even thought about. Their chemistry did not go unnoticed, and many envied them both.
He hums, leaning in to kiss and suck on her neck. ”Let’s get straight to it then.” Virgil comes back with a pair of handcuffs in his hand. Cherry gasps, her panties already getting wetter at the idea.
”My friends are right next to us. Let them hear how good I’m making you feel. You shouldn’t have a problem with that, uh?”
She grins, understanding that he has every intention to make her pay for her provocation with Bryan. An hour later, she is sobbing again, louder than the first time. Without cameras, everything doubled: intensity, strokes, and caring gestures. Simply too good to be true. How was she supposed to go back to normal after experiencing sex with him? He stimulated and pleased every part of her body from her mouth, breasts, stomach, pussy, ass, and legs to her toes. Filthy sex that included acts she would avoid doing with random guys. Cherry lies there, reconsidering her entire life.
She finally confesses, ”I think I’m in love with your dick.”
”And it loves you back. I told you I know a star when I see one.” Cherry giggles, gently pecking his lips. One thing she is sure about: she will fuck him again, shoot or not.
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