A few days after her transformative encounter with Travis, Cassie found herself eagerly awaiting his visit. The experience at his studio had left an indelible mark on her, igniting a fire within that she couldn’t ignore. She had always been a woman of routine, her days filled with the demands of her toddlers and the monotony of her part-time job at the daycare. But Travis had shown her a world beyond the mundane, a world where she could be unapologetically herself, where her desires were not just acknowledged but celebrated.
When Travis arrived, his presence filled the room with an electric energy. His deep brown eyes locked onto hers, and his confident stride exuded a raw masculinity that made Cassie’s heart race. He was dressed casually, a black tank top showcasing his athletic build and gang tattoos, his shaved head gleaming under the soft light of her living room.
“Cassie,” he greeted, his voice smooth and commanding. “You’ve been on my mind.”
She felt a flush creep up her cheeks, her green eyes darting away shyly. “Yours too?” she asked, her voice laced with a mix of curiosity and desire.
Travis smirked, his gaze intense. “Let’s just say I’ve been thinking about how good you looked under me, how tight you felt around me.” His words were blunt, but they sent a shiver down her spine.
Cassie bit her lip, her full lips curling into a nervous smile. “I’ve been thinking about it too,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “It was… different. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Travis stepped closer, his scent—a mix of cologne and something distinctly masculine—enveloping her. “Different good, I hope,” he said, his tone teasing but laced with a hint of dominance.
“Definitely different good,” she replied, her confidence growing as she met his gaze. “I’ve been thinking about doing it again. Maybe… more.”
Travis’s smirk widened, and he ran a hand through his shaved head. “More, huh? You’re not scared of what’s next?”
Cassie shook her head, her auburn hair falling loosely around her shoulders. “Not with you,” she said, her voice steady. “You make me feel safe, even when you’re pushing me.”
He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that made her stomach flutter. “Safe, huh? Well, let’s talk about your future then. You’ve got the look, the body, the attitude. You could be a star in this industry. But it’s not just about the money or the fame. It’s about the lifestyle. Are you ready for that?”
Cassie took a deep breath, her mind racing. She thought about her life—the struggles, the boredom, the unfulfilled dreams. And then she thought about the way Travis had made her feel—powerful, desired, alive. “I’m ready,” she said firmly. “I want this. I want to explore it. I want to see where it takes me.”
Travis nodded, his expression approving. “Good. Because I’ve got big plans for you, but there are rules. My rules. You follow them, and we’ll both get what we want.”
Cassie’s heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and apprehension. “What kind of rules?”
Travis stepped closer, his voice dropping to a low, commanding tone. “First, you don’t fuck anyone else unless I approve. You’re mine in this world, Cassie. Mine to use, to share, to control. Understand?”
Her breath hitched at his words, the possessiveness in his tone sending a thrill through her. “Yes,” she whispered, her body tingling with anticipation.
“Second,” he continued, his gaze unwavering, “you’re not on any birth control. I want you bare, open to whatever happens. I intend for you to get pregnant during filming. It’s part of the fantasy, part of the game. Are you okay with that?”
Cassie’s eyes widened, her mind reeling at the implication. Pregnancy wasn’t something she’d considered, but the idea of carrying a child conceived in such a raw, passionate way was both terrifying and exhilarating. “I… I think so,” she stammered, her voice trembling. “I mean, I’ve always wanted more kids. And with you… it’s different.”
Travis’s expression softened, just a fraction. “Good girl. You’re learning to trust me. And trust is everything in this world.”
Before she could respond, he closed the distance between them, his lips crashing down on hers in a kiss that was both hungry and tender. Cassie melted into him, her hands clutching at his tank top as his tongue invaded her mouth, tasting her, claiming her. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her plus-size curves with a possessiveness that made her feel cherished and desired.
Breaking the kiss, Travis trailed kisses down her neck, his breath hot against her skin. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Cassie,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I can’t wait to show you off, to share you with the world.”
She moaned softly as his hands slid down to her jeans, unbuttoning them with practiced ease. “Travis,” she gasped, her body arching toward him.
“Shh,” he whispered, pushing her jeans down her thighs. “Just feel, Cassie. Let me take care of you.”
She stood before him in her lace panties, her breath coming in short gasps as he knelt before her, his hands gripping her hips. “You’re so wet for me already,” he said, his voice laced with satisfaction. “You’re addicted to this, aren’t you? Addicted to my cock, to the way I make you feel.”
Cassie nodded, her eyes closing as he hooked his fingers into her panties and slid them down, baring her to his gaze. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “I am.”
Travis stood, his dark eyes burning with desire as he unbuckled his belt, his thick, throbbing cock springing free. “Then take it,” he commanded, his voice firm. “Take what’s yours.”
Cassie’s heart pounded as she sank to her knees, her hands trembling as she reached out to grasp his shaft. It was thick, veins pulsing beneath her fingertips, and she marveled at the power it held over her. She leaned forward, her lips brushing against the head, tasting the salty pre-cum that glistened at the tip.
“Deepthroat me, Cassie,” Travis growled, his hands tangling in her auburn hair. “Show me how much you want it.”
She obeyed, opening her mouth wide as she took him in, her lips stretching around his girth. She hummed softly, her tongue swirling around him as she bobbed her head, her eyes fluttering closed in pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re good,” Travis groaned, his hips thrusting gently into her mouth. “So fucking good. But I need to be inside you. I need to feel your pussy clenching around me.”
Cassie moaned in agreement, pulling away reluctantly as Travis guided her to the couch, laying her down gently. He positioned himself between her thighs, his eyes dark with desire as he teased her entrance with the head of his cock.
“Ready for me?” he asked, his voice low and commanding.
Cassie nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes. Please, Travis. I need you.”
With a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered her, his thickness stretching her walls as he filled her completely. Cassie cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move, his hips snapping rhythmically against hers.
“You feel so fucking good,” he growled, his voice hoarse with need. “So tight, so wet. You were made for me, Cassie. Made for my cock.”
She moaned in agreement, her body arching toward him as he pounded into her, the couch creaking beneath their weight. Her walls clenched around him, her orgasm building with each thrust, each groan, each filthy word he whispered in her ear.
“Cum for me, Cassie,” he commanded, his pace quickening. “Let me feel your pussy milking my cock.”
Her eyes rolled back as she obeyed, her body shaking as her orgasm ripped through her, her cries echoing through the room. Travis followed soon after, his thrusts becoming frantic as he buried himself deep within her, his cum pulsing hotly into her womb.
“That’s it,” he groaned, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Take it all, Cassie. Take my seed.”
As their breaths slowed and their hearts calmed, Travis pulled out, his softening cock slipping from her with a wet pop. He lay beside her, pulling her into his arms, his hand stroking her hair gently.
“You’re mine now, Cassie,” he murmured, his voice soft but firm. “And I’m going to take care of you. But remember, this is just the beginning. Your next shoot is already planned. You’re going to play a cop, and my friend is going to fuck you senseless. Are you ready for that?”
Cassie smiled, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of their passion. “I’m ready,” she said, her voice steady. “As long as it’s with you, I’m ready for anything.”
Travis kissed her forehead, his expression tender. “Good girl. Now, let’s talk about the details. It’s going to be hot, Cassie. Really fucking hot.”
As they discussed the upcoming shoot, Cassie felt a sense of anticipation building within her. She was no longer just Cassie McIntyre, the single mother struggling to make ends meet. She was Cassie, the porn star, the woman who embraced her desires without apology. And with Travis by her side, she knew the future was going to be anything but boring.
