Actions and Consequences Chapter Eight: Bull by the Horns.

Being a professional sex worker has its ups and downs. For Anna, it’s been a good ride so far.

“Hey!” Michael said as he saw me enter the studio.

I smiled and greeted the director with a gigantic hug.

“Glad to see you aren’t like the others,” he said as he stared at my chest.

“All these women getting reductions these days.”

I had worked with him on my previous interracial shoot; it had been almost a year since my first porn shoot. I was happy to work with him again. The last two were a pain to deal with, always wanting to change things. I knew with him, at least all I had to do was show my big ass, fuck, and be out of here within the allotted time.

“Nope,” I said, shaking my head. “I have no plans of reducing anything.”

“Good, especially that ass of yours,” Michael said as he grabbed my hand and spun me around. As usual, with most of the porn videos he shot, it was all about the ass, which I didn’t mind as I had a nice ass.

Many of my fans loved me for my big tits and cute face, but most of them liked my ass, hips, and long hair.

“Oh, you know that’s never going away,” I smiled as I shook my ass for him.

“You know there will be three guys in this shoot,” one of the coordinators said.

“Of course,” I smiled.

It wasn’t my first shoot with multiple guys. The first was with two white guys who fumbled and bumbled through the shoot, not getting in sync. Then there were the four black guys, and again, it nearly felt like I was in charge of them.

Today was a mix of two black men and one white, not that it made a difference. To me, a dick was a dick. They could say this or that about who has the biggest or thickest; in this business, I found it was all the same: how long could they last?

Most of the male actors had different techniques to last long. Some took pills, others had a numbing gel, and others had secret techniques, but at the end of the day, most didn’t last long, and we would have to reshoot from a specific part that was the colossal secret of the porn business. Pause and cut were used more than condoms and safety precautions, which was saying a lot.

“I’ll go and get ready,” I said as I went to the dressing room.

Today, I was playing the wife of a white male who had just lost a massive bet with some guys. Of course, he couldn’t pay.

I was playing the wife that would fall head over heels over black cock and say that I would gladly pay the bet off with my body. First, he would be against it, of course, but after seeing me suck and fuck for a while, he would jump right on in.

I had to wonder who watched these things for the plotline. I imagined a lot of people skipping the beginning and going straight for the fuck scenes.