ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #11 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #11

... reason, curiosity. His member was about as long as Freddie's but it was definitely less girthy. It remind her a lot of Beck's. "You ok?" Jade was caught looking at him and her eyes slowly rose up to meet his feeling somewhat embarrassed. "It's ok… I'd be lying if I said I wasn't checking you out as well. I find it helps to become enamoured with who you're working with. Makes for a good scene. I've always said that I fall in love for 45 minutes every day." "45 minutes?" Jade said, semi-scoffing. "Yeah… that's how long this normally takes. Sometimes we have to stop the action so that they can take pictures for the press releases and stuff. It's no big deal and I promise I'll walk you through it. You're in good hands, Jade." As scared as she was feeling about this whole thing, somehow she was starting to feel better. She was now on display for the whole cast and crew that were walking around so she felt a bit exposed, but the more that James talked to her and complimented her, she felt somewhat proud to be in the buff. And then her fear returned when Lee came back. "Alright, we were going to the first scene where you come and get your first victim, but instead we are going to the end of the film where one of the girls you have taken's boyfriend has to come in and put your soul to rest." "So he's got to stab me in the heart with scissors? Why would we have sex?" "Oh… because that's not how you go down in this movie. Here, James must overcome your hyper sexuality and essentially ...

... stab you until you are defeated… but with his penis. Make sense?" Jade couldn't help but laugh at how dumb the concept was, but as every began to set up and she quickly memorized her lines, she began feeling more and more nervous. She called Freddie to talk to him, but it just rang and rang with no answer. She was starting to feel very sad again, but James' hand drifted to her shoulder and handed her the dress she'd be wearing. A wardrobe change and a few breaths later and the camera began to roll. "Who dares enter my tomb?!" she called out, feeling as dumb as that sounded. "It's me. I don't know what you did to Tiffany but you have to go back and fix her. Undo whatever shit you've caused, Stabitha," James shouted as he made his way towards her dressed as a stereotypical high school jock, equipped with a lettered jacket. "Never! They must pay for what they did to me. They ruined my life and now their lives are forfeit! To be my scissoring slaves forever!" James made his way over to her and pressed her body against the tomb walls. "Then I will just have to give you a dose of your own medicine," he said aggressively undoing his jeans, where his fully erect cock sprung out. When her mouth opened and salivated a bit, Jade had to admit to herself that it wasn't all acting. "No…" she said weakly. "I can't be penetrated by any man. Then I will lose all my power over my scissoring slaves!" This is fucking awful dialogue, she thought. "But somehow I can't resist your big, hard cock!" ...