Before I start: Hi, this is my first time trying to write something like this. I didn't even intend to write this as I was originally making captions and one got A LITTLE out of hand. It's not even finished yet, what you're about to read are the first 2,5 chapters and I just want to know what people think.

The writing style is a bit unusual due to the fact that I intended to make captions and not a full story, but I chose to keep some of the quirks and go with them. For example the male character not having a name. Captions are usually written in first or second person view so the "you" character doesnt have a name and I have not yet encountered a reason he needs one.

This: retouch-2024040706162011.jpg Is how I imagine the character "Lara" in this story. The Image is LOOSELY based on a real person but heavily altered using AI and manual editing software.

Oh and the entire first chapter is just setup and character building. Idk if that's considered too much but I'm the type of person who's just unable to cut it short.

Lara: Men's Day Special

Chapter 1

The studio team had prepared a surprise for their director. They hired Lara at her normal pay rate for a full 12 hour shooting day. But there was no shooting. Lara herself was the present. She was told to wear the transparent swimsuit, the one she wore for her second ever movie here at the studio. The director seemed to really like the outfit because he barely looked at anything else but her, probably wishing he was the Co-Star instead.

But being as professional as he is, he never made any inappropriate advances towards Lara. That could ruin his studio by driving away female talents. Today was different though. Lara knew what she was being paid for and that there wouldn't be any actual filming. At least not for the purpose of publishing the material. Though she was sure the director would keep some memories of this day. She smiled. The only reason she even accepted this "booking" despite not being an escort was the director being precisely the type of person that he was. Respectful and professional. Where's the harm in letting him fulfill that fantasy?

She arrived at the completely empty studio and went right for the changing rooms. There she put away her bag and stripped out of the long coat she was wearing. Now she stood there, dressed only in high heels and the fully transparent swimsuit that didn't even try to hide anything. It wasn't meant to anyway.

She was a little nervous. On a shooting day, there was a script to follow, which she would already have memorized at that point. Also the sex she would have during filming, was not meant to be pleasurable in the first place. It was meant to look good on video. It had been a while for Lara since she had "real" sex outside the business. But what was about to happen wasn't exactly business either. At the very least not her kind of business. She was an actress, not an escort. But today, the director didn't want her for her acting qualities. He wanted her because he found her attractive and wished to sleep with her. Real sex that felt good. She hoped not to disappoint him since she wasn't confronted with that kind of expectation for a pretty long time. Also, if it was only about the sex, his team could've just booked him a real escort that didn't just do sex acting all the time and probably at a much cheaper price. But no. They booked her, Lara, because they knew that was what he really wanted.

She took a breath, started her best high-heel-catwalk stride and paraded herself through the studio door. She turned left into the room and saw the director sitting on his desk, holding a "Surprise" birthday card. He turned his head at the sound of her heels and his jaw dropped. Obviously nobody had told him what kind of surprise they had planned for him. Only that he should be alone in the studio right now. She put her arms above her head, immitating a stretching motion in order to show off her tits. Then she walked a couple of steps towards him and said in a seducing voice: "Happy Men's Day Mr Director, I am your present." He stared at her in disbelief and almost had a voice crack. "Lara?! Are you serious?"

"I am absolutely serious. I'm being paid for a full day at full rate to be here in the studio with you. Even though this is usually not the kind of service I provide, I was happy to make an exception for the best studio director in the country. Also, did you really think I wouldn't notice how you would literally scan every inch of my body everytime I was here for filming? But even though I seem to have a pretty big effect on you, as evident by the boulge in your pants, you have always reamined professional when working with me. No inappropriate touches, comments or offers, even though I could smell your desire to just bend me over this desk everytime we sat here and discussed the cut. Not once did you do something that made me uncomfortable and I appreciate that. Today is different though. Today, I am only here for you and also I wouldn't even do this kind of thing for anyone but you. So today is to make sure that YOU are comfortable for once which means you're free to get comfortable with me however you like. We have 12 hours." Lara finished this sentence with a smile because she truely meant what she just said.

Chapter 2

The director still had trouble believing the situation he was in right now. Lara was almost worried because it took him a solid minute to even answer. But he seemed to have realized that he was about to get something he had wanted for a long time. He also realized that wasting more time was the last thing he wanted right now. After taking the aforementioned solid minute to process all that information, he looked into her bright blue eyes and answered: "Lara, get on your knees."

For a brief moment she was taken aback by this sudden, harsh command, which was completely atypical for him. He didn't talk to women like that.

Though she literally just told him that she was here only to fulfill his sexual desires and that he didn't need to hold back. Lara obliged and knelt down on the nice, soft carpet that coincidentely made up the floor of the studio. She looked up at the director who had opened his pants and held his fully erect dick in his right hand. With his left hand, he softly grabbed Laras chin and told her: "Don't move." before he rubbed his shaft all over her face a few times. Lara realized that she also was about to have a really good time, because his dick reached from her lower lip to way above her eyebrows, with the tip touching somewhere on her forehead. He took it from her face and said: "Suck me off. Slow and deep. Don't stop until I tell you to and look at me while you do it."

Never before had Lara heard that kind of tone from the directors mouth. Obediently, she put her right hand around the base of his dick, reached up under his shirt with her left hand and looked him right in the eyes as she ran the tip of her tounge along his full length. Base to tip, where she played with her tounge a few times before she swallowed the whole thing in a single continious stroke with her mouth. She used her left hand to guide his right hand to the back of her head. He understood immideately and pressed her head down into his crotch. Lara had taken his entire cock and was now massaging it with her tounge and throat. The director continued to press down on her head. 10 seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds... even though he didn't feel the slightest bit of resistance from Lara, after maybe 50 seconds, he grabbed her hair and pulled his cock out of her throat.

"Holy Shit you are crazy!", he said as he looked down at the beautiful blonde with now slightly teary eyes that was kneeling before him. She didn't answer. Instead, as soon as her mouth was free, she let her tounge hang slightly over her lower lip and drooled onto the massive pair of tits that was clearly visible through her completely transparent outfit. The director reached down with his left hand and spread the salive across both of her breasts while thoroughly feeling them up in the process. He just realized that he hadn't touched her at all except the head until now and there was no reason to keep it that way. He pinched a nipple which made her moan a little. In his right hand, he was still holding the same bundle of her hair, which he used to turn her head slightly to force her to look at him as he said: "Again."

He gave her about a second to think about what he meant by that before he shoved his cock back into her mouth and down her throat. He did it with much more force than she used before, yet this girl didn't even choke one bit. He held her down for maybe 30 seconds before pulling her head back up. She did the same face as before with the big eyes, tounge slightly out and drooling. He shoved his cock right back in and Lara suddenly felt his grip tighten up.

Chapter 3 (Not done)

The director wasn't holding Laras head by a bundle of hair anymore. Now he firmly gripped her skull between both of his palms. Lara could feel that grip tighten up. That was enough to tell her what was about to happen, even though the director didn't say a word. She took one last breath, closed her eyes and relaxed her throat muscles. Her prediction couldn't have been any better because the very next second she suddenly got facefucked with full force by a cock almost as big as her face itself. Her mind faded a bit.

Lara was truely beautiful. She was one of those girls that only wore very light makeup but honestly didn't even need that. A subtle lipstick, maybe some maskara and at most, for certain occasions a slight eyeliner. But she needed none of those things to convey her lighthearted and friendly nature before you even spoke a single word to her.

Right now though, this beautiful face of hers got used like a cheap fleshlight and she wasn't allowed to breathe unless the cock that occupied said fleshlight, let her. Technically she didn't need or even could do anything but keeping her mouth open, which doesn't really require a lot of brain power. So with some time to think now, while her throat was being abused, she wondered how much discipline was needed to be as respectful and professional as the director always was, if THAT was what he truely wanted to do everytime he saw her. Add to that the fact that due to their professions, Lara was pretty much always very lightly dressed or fully naked when they were in the same room. How the fuck does one manage to suppress a desire with a trigger that big right in front of his face? And how big of a relief must he be feeling right now, finally allowed to act on those buried desires?

At least that last question got an answer pretty quickly. Suddenly she realized that she was able to breathe again and almost had opened her eyes.

Thankfully, her eyes were still closed as the warm and sticky cumshot hit her like it came from a garden hose. Lara hadn't even seen it herself, yet she was positively sure that this was the biggest facial she had ever taken. The director came so much, he even had time to turn her head around while still spraying to make sure her entire face got covered. Lara gestured blindly into the air until a tissue was placed in her hand. Using that, she just barely had time to clean her eyes so she could see, before the director took it away again and said with a satisfied grin on his face: "The rest stays on. Really suits you. Oh and you still need to clean my dick you know?" Lara took the semi hard cock in her mouth and sucked the remaining cum out and off of it. What a great start. Not even 30 minutes into 12 hours, none of them both were even fully undressed, but of course her face had to be plasterd with what must've been her biggest facial yet.

And why was that? Because she felt the need to flex her deepthroat skills when he merely asked for a slow paced blowjob. Her thought from before returned. The director had watched her take at least 50 facials in his studio alone! Now he was admireing his own creation on her face with the kind of happiness in his expressions that you usually see on people holding their newborn.

"What are you waiting for? Take a pic before it dries up!" Lara avoided winking at him because she was scared her eyelids would stick together due to too much cum. Just as he pointed the camera at her face, she licked some cum off her upper lip.

"If this is a dream, I don't ever want to wake up again." mumbeled the director while looking at the pictures he just took. "I can assure you from the smell on my face that this is all very real." said Lara with a slight sigh. "You have the pictures, can I please wash my face?" The director pretended to think about it for a second before he answered: "Nope! You're mine for 12 hours so you're wearing my mark Baby."