In…out…in…out…in…out, could this bitch be any wider? Feels like I'm fucking the Cheshire freaking cat … in the mouth! And that motherfucker scares the shit out of me… in…out…in…out…slap...slap…in…out "Yeah, baby you're so tight! Ugh, fuck! Just like that, ride my cock …"
I wonder if the guys are up for some pool tonight …
"Oh yes, Oh yes, Oh yes!"
Bitch needs to pick up some new lines…
"CUT! Make up, more oil on Eddie! Tanya do you need some more lub?"
Please no more lub! That shit doesn't feel right, what I wouldn't give for some slick, musky, natural, pussy cream … Unfortunately in my line of duty lub is one of the major props, same as condoms, body oil, silicone, and my fucking mask. No mask, no Zorro, and that's who I am, at least on set. "The erotic adventures of Zorro", is the golden cow (or whatever…) in the porn industry at the moment, and I'm the star! Well, not really me but The Imperador, and since he comes attached to my lower region I'm claiming some of the fame for myself too…hey we're a team here! Edward fucking Masen and his monster cock Imperador do Amor.
Tanya Denali is my co-star in the new movie "The revenge of the sword", that one has been around the block for a while now, even more then I have, and I'm talking 8 years, and more than 30 movies under my belt, so you can imagine the reason behind the Cheshire cat comment. And the Imperador's massiveness is not helping her case at all… No wonder she likes to play for the other team, I've seen it happen a lot in the business, and most of the girls are all about the dance of the spiders when it comes to their personal lives. Tanya is not different; she and her partner Lauren Mallory often work together alongside me and when that happens you can see some sparks fly on set, between the two of them of course… I'm missing some sparks…it's been a long time since they made an appearance during sex, especially during filming…and lucky me that's been the only kind of action for the Imperador in a while.
Half an hour later and I'm leaving the studio after almost peeling my skin off from all the scrubbing in the shower. And the worst part is I can still smell lub, latex, and skank oil perfume on my skin. Most guys out there would be kicking me in the nuts for thinking such blasphemy, which respectable male wouldn't want to spend almost three hours a day with his dick buried deep in a gorgeous Amazon, with strawberry blond hair, size D silicone tits, mile long legs and bare (smiling like the devil) pussy and get paid a shitload of money for it? That's what I thought when Emmet Cullen, one of my best friends offered me the job. He and his brother Jasper are my frothers (friends/brothers), we've known each other since we were five, and one of us always has the others back when the time comes, and the time has come a lot…especially for me.
"Hey Eddie! What took you so long? That little old soldier having some trouble standing to attention?" And that's the greeting I get from my frother right when I step into our favorite spot to hang after work. It isn't enough that he has a booming voice that echo's all around the place, he's also waving his gigantic arms above his head. He and Jasper both have a bottle of beer in hand, so before coming over to them I walk towards the bar and call Kate, to grab one for myself. She's the owner of Zero Degrees, and her husband Peter is the cook. They're some of the few people out there who really know what I do for a living; they know who the guy behind the mask is. One of the conditions I had when I entered the porn world was that my true identity would always be kept a secret, therefore all my "characters" wore masks, I've been Zorro, a sexy burglar/rapist (Yeah there are some sick fucks out there that are into that shit), a sheik, Mexican fighter "Maximo Livre" amongst others. It's not that I was ashamed of what I did, but I wanted to avoid some sidelong stares, and "have I seen you before" comments. Ok, so maybe I was a little ashamed…
"Eddie my boy, how was your day?"
"Long Kate, I'm glad it's over" She smiled a little and raised one eyebrow. Oh I knew that look, some shit was about to happen.
"What did you hear K?" I ask flashing my signature crooked smile, "the lopsided pantie burner" as Jasper liked to call it back in High School.
"Kid you know I'm already taken, but that smile of yours can still make me melt, so stop it!" Kate says smirking a little at my attempt to obtain information. "All that I know is that the ultimate DILFS are out of the Cove, and are coming to meet you guys here tonight".
The ultimate DILFS as Kate liked to call them were the owners of After Twilight Movie Company, which specializes in adult films only, and they were the kings in the business. They've been around since the very beginning of the industry, and were the master creators of trends in the porn universe. They were Carlisle Cullen, aka Daddy C and Charlie Swan aka The Chief (due to his trade mark 70's cop mustache). They've been friends since college and started the company from scratch. The main studio and offices were here in Seattle, but since Emmet and Jasper finished college and took over the company, the kings retreated to a small town named Forks aka The Cove. And there they stayed most of the time, fishing, watching games on the flat screen, playing cards, but once in a while they come into town to take a look at things. Every big decision made in the company has to pass their approval, so if they were coming here tonight it meant that something big was about to happen.
Grabbing my beer and winking at Kate, I go meet the Fro's. Emmet and Jasper couldn't be more different even if they tried, Em was a huge bulky guy full of muscles, but despite of his size he wasn't intimidating at all, and that was because of the big goofy, dimpled grin that was almost constantly on his face. He has almond hair that is arranged in small curls above his head and deep blue eyes. He looks a lot like their mother Esme. Jazz was Carlisle all over. Blond shaggy hair, light blue eyes and a lanky tall body. We were known as the "Three Chickeeters" when we were in school, girls dropped like flies all around us, and I don't mean to boast but I was the main magnet of the trio, the guys blamed it on the "Sex hair" as the girls called it, just because my hair seemed to draw some attention with its odd copper color and its mind of its own that made it stand at odd angles even if I tried my best to tame it. My piercing green eyes received a lot of complements as well, but the killer trademark was "the lopsided pantie burner".
"There's no soldier and no little in my pants and you know it!" I tell Emmet as soon as I sit down beside Jasper at our table.
"Yeah man, unfortunately we all have seen a lot more than we could hope for of the Big Bad Imperador" says Jasper with a grimace on his face. The poor guy was right, he is the main film director of the company, and is in charge of all the final cuts for the movies. All I can say is that my cock got a lot of close ups.
"Dreaming about me are you princess?" I tease him batting my lashes.
"Ugh, stop it Masen! Maybe you should try that little move to pick up a girl already!" He knew just how to piss me off, it has been a long time since my last real date, one that wasn't in the fantasy world, and without a mask. I had no problem picking up women, they all came willingly, but I was very tired of the same, and the same was all that was, fake, fake, fake, fake hair, fake tits, fake nails, fake voice, fake smell…ugh…it wasn't enough that I had to fuck fake bimbos for a living, everywhere I turned all I could see was fake skanks, it seemed like every girl out there wanted to look like a porn star, and it made me sick.
"Maybe he's losing his stamina; the job must be wearing him out"
"Fuck you Emmet!"
And with that they both start laughing at my expense. I could try to stay mad, but I really wasn't and soon I am laughing along with them. A few minutes after that we were talking about an upcoming trip to their family's lake house next month, when the Kings arrive. We all stand up to hug them, to me they were the closest thing to a father that I could have, especially Carlisle. Charlie was a guy of few words and didn't show much emotion, but his loyalty and fairness were his main qualities. Daddy C sat beside Em, and The Chief sat at the head of the table, they both ordered a glass of whiskey and we made small talk while waiting for their drinks.
After their drinks arrived and we got a new round of beers, Carlisle clears his throat, signaling that the meeting would begin. "As you guys know, the big secret for the success of After Twilight is that we keep everything in the family" he says. That I couldn't deny, the business was all in the family, the kings were managing from distance, but were always present, Emmet at 28 was the CEO, his fiancé Rosalie Hale was the main accountant, Jasper at 26 managed all the technology and production of the movies, his long term girlfriend and soon to be fiancé Mary Alice Brandon, coordinated all the make up and the wardrobe team (after all we spend the first few seconds of the movies with clothes on), even Esme with her interior design experience helped with the sets, and me at 26, I was their fucking main star…literally.
"So now we are going to complete our family with the one piece that was missing" he continues.
"Next week After Twilight will be receiving a new intern, and we want her to learn everything there is to know about the company, because later on she will occupy as high position in the company such as yours" I almost snorted at that… surely she wouldn't want to occupy my "high" position?
"Who is she?" Emmet asks.
"She's my daughter, Isabella Swan"
