Her best friends stepdad (closed)

[ericrodman101]

Relaxed and flushed from having cum watching Jazmyn's video online, still leaning back in his chair, Dave fell into a light sleep. He didn't rouse until he heard voices downstairs. He stood and zipped up his trousers, cursing himself that he let himself fall asleep half dressed. The voices were coming through the open window. He crossed the room and realised Cassidy and Jazmyn were speaking on the patio. Dave listened for a while, but the girls spoke softly and he only heard snippets.

He looked in the mirror and tidied himself up a little, before going downstairs. The girls were sitting on the patio chairs enjoying the afternoon sun. Jazmyn was stretched out in a very fetching pair of denim shorts and a band Tshirt.

"Headstones," he said. "Erica, I hope the room is comfortable. Did you enjoy your nap?"

 

[Asa]

Oh yeah so peaceful away from campus.

She smiled and nodded about the shirt.

Yeah actually managed to make it to Ontario to one of their concerts a few years ago.

Cassidy sighed

Help me talk her into going out and having fun on break Dave. I know she would love that little dance club next to the sushi bar.

 

[ericrodman101]

"Well maybe, Cassidy, Erica just wants to rest. I know how hard it is to study. Sitting round the house and relaxing might be just the thing."

I look to Jazmyn for affirmation, but she is impassive. Cassidy looks at me disapprovingly. I'm trying to remember the dance club next to the sushi bar. It's in the same street as the adult theatre, but I always turn left and not right towards the bar.

"But you go out if you want to, Cassidy."

 

[Asa]

Cassidy smiled and shrugged.

I might.

Erica nodded to her.

Go tonight you know the area and the people around here. But you are not taking the Coda

They both laughed

 

[ericrodman101]

Dave spent the rest of the afternoon trying to work. He sat at the computer and scrolled through his emails, attending to the insurance business as best he could. But the distraction of having Jazmyn in the house was great. 'Why does she call herself Erica?' he thought, idly opening a new tab and searching for another one of her porn vids. And like every time he'd had a spare moment since he'd set eyes on her, Dave was soon hard and jerking off to Jazmyn fucking some anonymous guy. You couldn't even see his face, just his cock as Jazmyn let him take her in every hole.

The house was quiet, and Dave wondered if someone listening at the door could hear what he was watching. But he didn't care. Indeed, he hoped Jazmyn could hear him and would recognise her own voice.

Her wondered if Cassidy and Jazmyn were preparing to go out for the evening, so when he felt hungry and his cock was sore from too much stroking, Dave came downstairs to find out.

 

[Asa]

Cassidy had left a note about heading out for a bit. Erica had fallen asleep watching tv ruled up on the couch. Most of her movies had a bit of plot to them and many newer one held a FemDom themes to them. She had learned quick in this biz with the pull her name had she was able to refuse the slime degrading trash of the industry and into the more legit and safer films. But not before her own stalker.

 

[ericrodman101]

He found Cassidy's note pinned to the front door. Heading out, she said. But for how long?

Jazmyn was curled up on the couch in front of the TV. Dave just stood at the door and looked. What to do? Just the sight of Erica, of Jazmyn made his loins stir. She was a pornstar. She was used to fucking strangers. That's how it was when he was in the biz. You turn up at the studio, you shower, you go into the prep room, you meet the girls, you fuck them, you shower, you go home, you sometimes fuck them another day, but many times you never see them again.

Girls looking for pocket money, for a quick payment to get them over some financial crisis. That's what they said. Is that how Jazmyn got into porn? He had to find out when she woke up.

 

[Asa]

She woke not too long after the movie had ended looking around

Guess I was more tired than I thought. Cassidy said something about going to that dance club and would be back later so. Let's talk

An almost knowing smile on her lips. She did after all know exactly who he was and suspected he knew who she was too

 

[ericrodman101]

Finding Jazmyn alone was all Dave had thought about since he'd first set eyes on her. And the moment had finally arrived. 'Let's talk', she said, turning towards him standing in the doorway. Fuck, she was as beautiful lying there curled up on his couch as she was naked in the films he watched. Maybe even more beautiful, enigmatic even, her body hidden from him. Even though he'd seen every inch of Jazmyn on film, somehow not seeing her naked flesh now aroused his interest in a way he'd not imagined.

And that Mona Lisa smile. He'd seen that before on film, presaging some obscene treatment of her mouth and face. Yet here she was smiling for him, personally, inviting him to join her, to speak, to make conversation, to ask her about her life and her work and her dreams. Is that what you asked your favourite pornstar, Dave thought?

She made room for him on the couch and Dave stepped over and sat.

 

[Asa]

She had always wondered why he had not gone into the story driven series and better budget work. The less sleezy side of things would have skyrocketed someone like him. His expressions and how long he stares she knew he knew who she was and pondered just being blunt and direct but she could be wrong and give away too much info.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dave felt thrilled at sitting on the same couch as Jazmyn, or Erica as she was calling herself. But what the fuck was he going to talk to her about? They'd talked about Headstones on her shirt, and study. He guessed he could ask about her parents and her plans for tomorrow and....after that his mind went blank.

He glanced across at her out of the corner of his eye. Maybe he'd be more comfortable on the chair opposite where he could look at her directly. Jazmyn was half turned towards him so that she occupied more than half the couch. Her bare knee was just touching his leg. It was enough to make his cock squirm.

Maybe they should watch TV. "Can you pass the remote?" Dave asked, wanting to reach across her, but thinking better of it. Jazmyn obliged, smiling sweetly, and holding his gaze for an alluringly long time. Dave coughed, trying to stare into her eyes, but turning away when his eyes watered. He switched the TV on and immediately the screen filled with a loud music video, some blinged rapper running his hands over girls' asses. As he went to adjust the volume, Dave dropped the remote between them, and it fell down behind her. Instinctively, Dave pushed a hand between the cushions, just as Jazmyn did the same. Their fingers touched each other and the remote at the same time. Jazmyn laughed. Dave coughed again, recovering the remote and lowering the volume. The girls were dancing provocatively now, all tits and ass and bare skin. Dave had made a few music videos in his film days, nothing memorable. And mostly his crotch and lower body in the background while some second rate teen wannabe screeched away before the autotune could work its magic.

"So Jazmyn, what do you want to watch?"

He waited for her to reply. Nothing. He turned to look. She was smirking enigmatically. Shit! He'd called her Jazmyn. He smiled back nervously.

"Jazmyn," Dave said, taking a deep breath, his eyes glued to hers. "Since when did you become Erica?"

 

[Asa]

I have always been Erica Biff. Just real names aren't really used in our line of work are they?

She smiled sweetly.

You really should have gone story driven series and movies.

 

[ericrodman101]

Biff. Jazmyn called me Biff. Jesus fucking Christ, she's known all along who I am. Dave sat still, his face impassive, his body rigid. But inside he felt hot. Blood pounded in his head. He tried to speak, opened his mouth. But no words came out.

And she new the type of work he did. Well, she knew he hadn't done plot driven porn. That much was true. You needed speaking parts to do stories and series. Dave couldn't remember having more than one or two lines in any of the films he'd made and they were just things like 'open your fucking mouth' and 'suck on my cock'. It wasn't Shakespeare.

He smiled to himself and then saw Jazmyn watching him.

"Mmmm," he said, 'I really should have."

 

[Asa]

Yeah then maybe we could have worked together. Then you just vanished. Why?

She smiled watching his reactions to her.

 

[ericrodman101]

'Maybe we could have worked together...' Dave didn't really know what to make of this. He was never in Jazmyn's league and he wasn't even sure they were working in California at the same time. Had they ever been on set together? He tried to think. There were all those sleazy teacher student films he did, crazy stuff with young girls, barely legal, and loads of guys and gangbangs, but he'd have remembered if Jazmyn had been around. Maybe that's how she started, but he'd never seen her do any of that sort of stuff.

She was still smiling at him. For a moment he wondered if he'd been thinking for a long time. It felt like hours since she'd dropped the bombshell that she knew who he was, but it was only seconds.

"I just vanished...." he began, but why did he vanish? "There were a thousand reasons like..." But each time he tried to say something the words didn't come out. Mostly he'd been drunk or stoned and fucking on film was something he was good at, or at last it paid while he got his shit together. Shit like selling insurance online and pretending to his new wife and her step daughter that he was just a boring suburban guy.

Jesus, Jazmyn was still smiling, like she was hanging on his every word. But he had no words about himself.

"We don't want to talk about me. What are you doing here?"

 

[Asa]

Always need a backup plan when I get too old or tired of this. Plus it gives me a place to hide some. Normal life whatever you want to call it.

She shifted a little. She wasn't sure about mentioning her stalker since he was still in the industry.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dave smiled. "Normal life might not be all you think it's going to be." But I can understand about hiding, he thought to himself. " I can't believe I'm the only person in town who's recognised you. I mean, you are one of the biggest stars in the business. Maybe not a merchandised one, a household name. But for people who like good quality porn with a story and acting, then Jazmyn, you are number one."

Was that laying it on a bit thick? Did an ageing has-been like him have any chance with the girl of his wet dreams?

"Does Cassidy know who you are?"

 

[Asa]

Oh God No. Cassi has no idea. Just that not going to college right after high school afforded me a little more money than most college students. She knows that I have done commercials and stuff like that but that's it.

She laughed at the idea of Cassi ever finding out

 

[ericrodman101]

Dave understood. Cassidy and her mother must never find out about him either.

"You seem like a great girl," Dave said. "So many of the girls, of all the people, I met in porn were pretty mixed up. I was mixed up, you know, alcohol, drugs, health scares. And lots of violence and exploitation."

It was a long speech, but he was curious. Jazmyn was sitting there, looking sexy for sure, but as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. He knew what she'd had in her mouth. He'd watch her, day after day, always returning to her vids as his pornstar of choice. And yet, sexy and desirable as she was, she also gave off the aura of a young college student, innocent and fresh faced. Maybe this was at the root of her attraction. The girl you could fuck on film one day and take home to mother the next. He wondered if she was done with porn or had any intention of returning.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, how have you managed to steer clear of all that?"

 

[Asa]

Who said I did.

She tensed a little and bit at her lip a little.

I was lucky no doubt about that but even with my being in the more budgeted and "respectable" films and series. Doesn't mean I have not dealt with creeps and...

She fell silent.

Yeah just guess I lucked out somewhat.

 

[ericrodman101]

For all her obvious inner strength, Dave could see his question had struck a nerve with Jazmyn. This question and answer thing was interesting, but was feeling a bit like an interrogation. There was so much he wanted to ask her, but maybe it should wait. It was the way she fell silent and looked so grave after she said 'creeps'. Something was bothering her.

"Look," Dave said, hoping he was choosing the right words. "Sorry if I've been prying. I mean you know who I am and I know who you are. We've got secrets we need to keep for each other. I guess we've both been to places which are better left in the past, but we can be proud of our work too."

Fuck! Did that sound right?

"Your work is stunning. Really. Art? Porn? Art? I don't know and I'm not making sense. I just want to say I'll keep your secret and you keep mine. But I'm here for you if you need anything. And maybe...."

Jazmyn was staring up at him. He looked closely into her eyes. How much of the dirty old man did this sound like?

"...if something is bothering you, if something bad has happened, I can help, I can do something about it. Now. Honestly. If I can help, just say so."

 

[Asa]

Even the studio can't always help so not sure how you could.

She shook her head.

St.Castle... is the problem... the stalking... abusive when he can be problem.

Why in the hell was she telling him this?

 

[ericrodman101]

Bernie St.Castle was being a problem. Why was Dave not surprised? The guy was a bully and a creep. But big in porn. Big enough to hold a lot of sway, especially on the darker side of the industry. He was surprised Jazmyn had come across him, all the same, judging by her style and class. Dave had never seen them fucking on tape.

"How the fuck do you know Bernie St.Castle?" It came out harshly and Dave thought he might make Jazmyn cry. "I mean, you and Bernie...he's a monster and well, you are a beautiful, sexy young woman."

On second thoughts, though, what monster hadn't fucked a beautiful young woman on tape. After all, Dave had done it plenty of times. And even if he couldn't remember much about it, he was sure there were plenty of girls out there who never wanted to see him again.

 

[Asa]

Her fear seemed to get worse at his harsh reaction. As if looking around for her stalker/abuser to appear on "command" from Dave.

I got thrown into a couple of scenes that...

She wanted to run away from this moment and the turn their conversation had taken.

 

[ericrodman101]

Dave could see Jazmyn was really thrown by talking about Bernie St.Castle and regretted even mentioning him. And he was amazed he'd never seen them fuck on tape, but then maybe Jazmyn fucking St.Castle had never been released, but was still sitting in the can. Maybe that's what he had over her. Dave wondered how bad the scenes actually were, but knowing St.Castle's reputation, maybe they were pretty fucking bad.

But first things first. Jazmyn looked upset and dazed. Dave knew she needed comforting. He just worried about whether he was the right person to do it. Especially when she made him so hard. He sat next to Jazmyn on the couch and put an arm round her.

"Hey baby, I'm sorry if talking like this has upset you. You're safe here. Safe with me."

He wanted to kiss her so fucking badly.