“Are you sure about this?” the director asked.

Ayesha nodded.

“Remember, little girl, your face will be on camera for all eternity,” he continued. He was old but fit, maybe in his early fifties, and had a European accent.

Ayesha shrugged. “I would rather have the discussion on money before I say yes or no," she replied. "There’s a price for everything."

“You mean what I will pay for your pussy?” the director asked and then began to laugh.

Ayesha nodded again.

“Look, we don’t get enough Indian girls,” the director continued. “We mostly get girls from, say, Mexico or Brazil, and have to do make-up to make them look Indian. And they can’t even speak Hindi. They get words like, how do you say it – Bhabhi – wrong. Did you know that was the most searched keyword on Pornhub last year?”

The director paused to take a breath before he continued speaking. “So, you will get a better contract than the average girl who walks into my studio. And if you do well on camera, the subsequent contracts will keep getting sweeter,” he said.

“That sounds good,” Ayesha said.

The director pushed a paper in Ayesha’s direction. “Now, this is a fairly boilerplate porn movie contract,” he said.

Ayesha picked up the paper and saw that it indemnified the production house of any damage to her sex organs or to her. There was even a clause about her getting pregnant from a male performer’s semen, and Ayesha noticed that she would get a thousand dollars extra if that happened accidentally. Unless, of course, it was a creampie scene, said the contract.

“Now keep in mind that the more, let me say, dangerous the sex, the more money you make,” the director said.

Ayesha turned the page around.

“No, that’s not in the contract,” the director continued, smiling. “I am just telling you… the rates for anal sex, creampie in vagina especially are higher.”

Ayesha’s gaze turned glassy-eyed, imagining a large hot muscular bull of a man cumming inside her vagina, and his semen dribbling out of her pussy lips later.

“Even bukkake pays well, though not as well as vaginal creampies. Oh, a creampie gangbang where multiple guys cum in your pussy or even better, your anus, is probably the best paying,” he continued.

Ayesha became acutely aware of how wet and tingly her crotch felt, with the director just mentioning ‘multiple guys cumming inside her’.

“What is a bukkake?” Ayesha asked.

The director laughed again. “Oh, so you don’t know?” he said.

*

Ayesha pushed down her panties from between her legs quickly, eager to get started.

“Keep them on, honey!” the director said. He had mentioned his name again, but Ayesha had quickly forgotten it again. He was now behind the camera, shouting directions to Ayesha and everyone else in the room.

Ayesha was unable to hide her disappointment.

“Oh, don’t worry, we’ll get something for your pussy too later…” the director said, laughing.

The storyline of the porn movie they were about to start shooting for was simple, or in other words, non-existent. Ayesha – an Indian college going teenager (Ayesha was in her mid-twenties and clearly didn’t look like a teenager – no teenager could possibly have had the ginormous size of breasts she had – but then if you were rating a porn movie on the truthfulness of their premise, you are probably not the target audience anyway) – comes back to her dorm to find a bunch of guys in her room after some kind of party or football match victory or the like. And then, one thing led to the other, leading to her blowing them and them finally ejaculating their semen all over her.

Ayesha actually didn’t care much about the storyline. ‘Bukkake’ was well-paying, but she had been hoping one of the awesome muscular Greek-God-like men in the room would actually fuck her pussy as well.

“We’ll start with a few promo shots for the video,” the director said.

The three men who had been milling around the room immediately got down to business, taking off their shirts and pants or boxers, becoming completely nude. All of them already had erections, but Ayesha knew that her sexiness would have only been a minor contributing factor – they had all taken Viagra pills to get erections that would sustain for hours.

“Now, honey, get on your knees,” the director shouted out.

Ayesha got on her knees, dutifully. The men surrounded her, their cocks erect and at the ready.

“Take one of them in your mouth,” the director said.

Ayesha, obediently, grabbed the one nearest to her.

“Gently, girl,” the owner of the cock – a musclebound black man – said, chuckling.

Ayesha nodded and, as gently as she could, took the dark pink glans of the man’s cock into her mouth. The man sighed sharply.

“Face the camera please,” the director ordered.

Ayesha turned her head to look into the camera, inadvertently taking the cock deeper into her mouth, making the black man squirm even more.

“Hold another one in your hand,” the director said.

Ayesha grabbed the cock of the guy on her right side with her hand.

“Someone grab her titties!” the director commanded again.

Ayesha felt someone behind her nuzzling into her neck, kissing it lightly. It was the third guy – the leanest of the three men. He put his arms around her chest and pinched her nipples lightly with his fingers. Ayesha could feel his boner poking her in the small of her back.

“Beautiful!” the director said, and Ayesha blinked as someone took a photo with a flash.

“Got it!” someone said.

Ayesha let go of the cock in her hand and then moved her mouth away from the black guy’s cock.

*

“Beautiful… drench her! Drench her!” the director shouted, two hours later.

The third guy to come on her – the leanest one with the least monstrous though still impressively large cock – had just finished, thankfully making sure to keep his semen limited to her cheeks and breasts. The other two guys before him had come more and far more messily – drenching her hair, her face, her neck, shoulder and tits and thighs, but worst of all her right eye with their jizz. All that semen had begun dribbling down her body towards her crotch and hips.

Ayesha tried to open both her eyes but it was impossible to open the right one – it had taken the full blast of two cum-shots.

“There’s a shower room in the back, babygirl,” she heard the director say.