Stepmom Vorn Temptation

  (Debbie and shrunken Beau)

Beau stood in his small dressing room, nervously looking into the mirror and flexing his muscles. The eighteen year old actor was not completely naked, but stood there shirtless in his boxers.

There was a light knock on the door.

“Yeah”, he responded.

The director’s assistant poked her head in. “10 minutes to set Beau”, she said, adjusting her glasses on her nose and giving him a look-over.

“Thanks Misty”, he said.

“Oh”, she added, before closing the door, “and just remember, everything after the finish is entirely up to you. Don’t let her talk you into doing anything you don’t want to do.”

Misty liked the kid, having worked with him on his previous scene four days earlier. She had seen his body in full and found him impressive and attractive, if a little naïve, and thought he had a good future in the business. Something about his pompadour dark brown hair style bespoke sexiness and confidence to her and accentuated his strong jawline. And she had liked his stiff, strong cock, though she had yet to experience it inside of her. That may come on a future shoot, she thought, for she only had a bit role as his step-sister in this shoot, along with her other duties.

Beau nodded to her as she closed the door, then returned his attention to the mirror.

His nervousness had little to do with his confidence in his own abilities. He knew he was a stud and he knew women of various ages appreciated him for his looks. No, his nervousness had to do with the woman he would be working with for this shoot. That’s not to say he didn’t find his partner attractive – he thought she was a total babe. And it had been a fantasy of his to get ridden and slurped on by an ‘experienced’ woman.

No, his concern lay in the rumors he had heard, that Debbie liked to carry her ‘shrinker’ around with her on set and tempt new coworkers. He had actually watched several of her vore porn scenes, where she had shrunk her lover down and snacked on him. He noticed that all of these scenes had been with brand new young actors, such as he, who had a limited amount of scenes or that it was even their first scene. These actors had performed for that particular movie and were never heard from again, presumably consumed and digested by Debbie, though he could not be certain of that, as he was so new that he didn’t know any of the male talent. It’s possible that some type of effects were used in conjunction to the swallowing, though he was certain the actors had been shrunk down – no effects could fool him that well.

He wondered how many men had been in his position, meeting Debbie Devour for the first time. This would be his second porn shoot, the first being a simple gonzo handjob scene with a girl just a year older than he, Misty, who, when she wasn’t on a shoot, would act as an assistant (essentially a runner).

He liked the curly-haired brunette girl quite a lot. He wouldn’t describe her as beautiful (he reserved that adjective for more full-figured women), but he found her very cute and her sexy and flirtatious personality was a good match for her slender figure and tomboyish face.

Misty had only been in the business for a couple months, but she had done several scenes, averaging two shoots per week, so she was already a bit of a veteran and the confident way in which she presented herself showed she’d already attained some level of report with how the sets worked. He admired her, for she had yet to be swayed by the substance abuse which took hold of the lives of many in the business, or so he’d heard.

He was grateful to have worked with her for his first scene.

But this scene required a bit of acting prior to the sex scene, for he was to play Debbie’s stepson, who she seduces while her husband is away on business. There was to be a scene following their love-making where the husband shows up and finds them in the act, with chaos breaking out.

Beau had no intention of becoming a snack. He just wanted to fuck this scion of the industry, put another notch on his belt, and perhaps learn a thing or two from the legendary performer. In her non-vore scenes that he had watched, she was a voracious and enthusiastic cocksucker, sloppy and nasty in her technique. And the way she liked to squat and ride cocks – he’d had many a dream of being that lucky guy underneath her, his cock buried in her to the hilt and being worked over and grinded on like a woman riding a bucking bronco. He had to will his cock not to rise as he thought of her.

And that was the problem. He worried how he might react in a moment of weakness. He was somewhat confident – confident enough to take the shoot when it was offered to him – but there was just that small amount of doubt that tugged at his conscience. Would he allow himself to be enthralled with the enchantress and let her have his way with him?

The other factor was the pay for the scene. He was being offered triple the money that he’d received for his HJ scene. That money would go some distance in helping him pay for the new car he had targeted, a Dodge Charger Hellcat.

He trusted the director and he trusted Misty. He had worked with both of them already and they had made the experience very pleasant. And he was under contract for this shoot.

He took another look over at Misty, who happened to be looking his way. She had traded her glasses in for contacts, which was typical for her when she was doing a scene. She looked adorable as she looked at him, chewing lightly on her pen.

Fuck it, he thought, go big or go home.

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