1. 15 Minutes of Fame


    Date: 4/21/2016, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: catherine-belmont, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    no sex?” “That’s all of it. It will take about 30 minutes of film time. The only thing that will touch you is the camera. I have a feeling the cameraman will love you.” Lily could already see herself in the scene. Just as it was thirteen years ago, but her body had matured since she was thirteen. There would be more to see now. Eric could see her mind working. She was contemplating it. “It’s in LA, but you would be paid travel expenses. And it’s on a Saturday, so it wouldn’t interfere with your classes.” Eric looked at his watch; he had to get back to work. He took out his card and one of the producer’s. “I have to get back to work. You can contact the producer if you are interested. Here’s my card, too. Filming is in two weeks. I hope you do it, you will add a lot of class to my movie.” He left a ten on the counter for the tabs. “Nice meeting you, Lily. I’m sure I will see you again, if not in my movie.” Lily watched him leave, grabbing her books to go to her late class. She didn’t pay much attention in her class, coming home and picking over dinner as she contemplated the conversation she had with Eric and his proposal. She turned off the television and the lights, going into the bedroom. She stood in front of the mirror, slipping the sweater over her head, unsnapping her bra until she stood in front of the mirror. Her breasts weren’t huge, but she considered them ample. Her areolas were the size of quarters, her nipples already hard and swollen, in spite of not even ...
    touching them yet. She worked out, so she barely had an ounce of fat, helping that she didn’t have a lot of money to indulge on food. There was no doubt in her mind that she would look good naked to the waist. By the time she got to the bed, her skirt and panties were on the floor behind her. She lay in the center of the bed, naked, her legs spread slightly, closing her eyes as she remembered what had happened when she was thirteen. At thirteen, Lily was more of a tomboy and she looked more like a boy than a girl. She was flat chested, even though other girls her age were already sprouting bumps on their chests and wearing training bras. She worried about it then, her mother told her that she was probably a late bloomer, which she was correct, but that did little to put away the jealousy she felt for the girls that were already sprouting breasts. I guess that is why she hung out with boys more than girls, feeling comfortable with them. Lily even saw the changes in boys her age, showing interest in girls, talking about their budding bodies, even in front of Lily as if she wasn’t a girl. Lily even began to see them with hard-ons when they talked and looked at girls. She remembered the last day that she played with boys. It was a Saturday, Lily living in a small town in eastern Washington state. They lived by a small pond, a cluster of homes built around it. There were four of them, Lily and three boys. They were bored, not much to do that day, the summer day hot already and it was ...
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