"Who Is Kelly?" is what one headline read. "Where Did Latest Porn Phenom, Kelly, Come From?" was another. Everywhere you looked, all the pornographic magazines were enthralled and charmed by the Porn World's latest and greatest star. The more questions asked, the more mysterious Kelly, was.
Kirby Sinclair was one of porn's biggest newcomers, but from behind the camera. His movies were epic displays of hedonism and sex, unequal to anything in recent memory. While most porn has strayed away from story lines, more in favour of Gonzo porn. Much of Sinclair's films followed the Gonzo trend, but managed to instill a flow that resembles flow. Each scene of his movies, have a beginning, a middle and an end. The latest craze, Kelly, was making a name for herself in Sinclair's movies. The world now knew who Kelly was, but scraped and clawed to know more.
The normally overworked Kirby Sinclair took a moment out of his busy day to tell us more about how he found Kelly. Or by what he stated, she found him.
"I was at a local watering hole. I'd just finished scouting locations for a new film I was hoping to shoot." Sinclair began, crossing his legs and sipping his beverage. He went on to explain that it was growing late, when he slipped into a lounge for a quick bite and a pint of stout. He had barely finished half of his meal when he noticed a busty brunette beauty sexily sauntering his direction. Being in the business that he was, he was always attentive to attractive women around him, he had no trouble checking out this libidinous lovely. She was taller than most of the women he dealt with on a daily basis, but she was proportionate. Curvy hips topped with a nice healthy pair of tits that seemed like they wanted to escape the confines of her crimson dress. Deep cleavage was all Sinclair's eyes were trained on as this mysterious woman closed the last couple of feet.
Without a word, this mystery woman, who smelled unbelievably amazing, reached onto Kirby's plate and stole a french fry. She placed the fry between her rosy pouty lips and snapped it in half. "I know you." she said, "You don't mind if I have a chip, do you?"
Kirby was taken aback by her boldness. She introduced herself as "Kelly" as she stole another morsel of food, again placing it seductively to her lips, before sucking it in. Being in the industry that he is, Kirby Sinclair had seen pretty much every scenario play out on-screen. Hell, he's probably directed much of it, so things don't affect him the way they do regular people, but the way this woman, Kelly, was sucking back pieces of food, Kirby was enamored.
Kelly explained that she was a fan of Sinclair's work. She liked what she saw and always thought that she'd make a good fit in the porn industry. Kirby laughed, revealing that if he had a dime for every woman thought they had what it takes to be a big star in porn, he wouldn't have to make porn anymore.
"It's more than just sucking and fucking on film." he explained. Most women chicken out because they have to have sex in front of the production crew.
Kelly did not like to be teased and told she can't do anything, and stood her ground, letting her intentions be known. "Fuck you!" she said, "I'll suck your cock right here, in front of all these fucking people!! I'm not afraid of anything." Without losing a beat, Kelly squatted down in front of Sinclair's groin area and began unbuckling his belt, grumbling under her breath, "Tell me I'm afraid to suck in front of a crowd."
Kirby struggled to push Kelly off of him. "What are you? A fag?" Kelly said, in protest. Sinclair assured he that he wasn't gay, but wished to take this conversation outside.
Once in the car park, Sinclair was more than happy to drop his trousers between two vehicles that did not offer much cover from the patrons entering and exiting the establishment. Resuming what she had started inside, Kelly squatted before Kirby and sucked his fat cock deep into her mouth. Kelly was not shy, either. She mouth-fucked Kirby's meat deep right from the start, that throaty "gonk, gonk, gonk" filling the air around them and drawing curious eyes. It did not take long for a small crowd to form around the two and the show was on.
The blowjob, as described by Kirby, was incredible. Kelly was doing things with her tongue, swirling it around the head of his cock, like a true cocksmith. So much saliva, too. Gobs of spit hung down like spider webs, covering his ball sack, protecting it from the cool night air. The crowd that had formed was really getting into the display, murmuring "Suck it. Yeah, suck it deep." One guy, even whipped out his cock and started jacking off, right there.
Finally, Kirby screamed as he shot a thick wad of cum down Kelly's throat. It was about then that the spectator shot his load, too, hitting Kelly on the shoulder. This did not phase her one iota. She stood up, wiped the gob of cum off her shoulder and flicked it back in the face of the guy who'd put it there.
The crowd began to disperse, the excitement was over. Kelly turned to Kirby, placing a stick of gum into her mouth. "I don't want to go home to hubby with cum breath."
Kirby tucked his meat back in his pants and addressed Kelly. "Hubby? Is he cool with you're getting into porn?"
Kelly slyly shrugged her shoulders. "I dunno." she answered, smacking her gum between her lips. Kirby gave her his card and instructed her to meet him at his office the following day, if she was serious about shooting porn.
Next day at the office, Kelly showed up, looking as hot as the night before. In the daylight, Kirby was able to really assess Kelly's looks and body. She was tall and darkly tanned. She had long flowing dark brunette hair, that she had pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing some low-heel loafers, a short skirt that was barely capable of covering her perfectly round arse. And spaghetti strings that found to house her wonderfully big tits.
