Craning her neck in the direction of the pool, Diamond saw her cap bobbing gently on the water. It couldn't have gone further if she had grabbed hold of it and flung it as far as she possibly could. She was, to put it mildly, shocked.
In her world of porn movies, the john and studs that serviced her might talk big and toss her insanely proportioned, massive bootied, stacked teenage hardbody around when they fucked her, but even the ones known for sporting monstercocks couldn't summon the kind of superhuman sexual machinery that the man in front of her was packing. Once again her gaze returned to the hulking flesh piston that was pointed straight at her. The thing was almost ballooning outwards as it pulsed and throbbed, another oozing rope of clear precum now disgorging from the cumslit, the residue of the long plume that had just jetted so forcefully out of it. Her knees felt weak.
Diamond's cap had landed to one side of the pool, not far from where a stunning, statuesque blonde babe of about twenty five or six, wearing shades and clad in a shiny slingshot bikini, was luxuriating on an air mattress. In the bright sunlight the blonde's pronounced stomach muscles looked glazed and her pair of tits gleamed as she reclined. Diamond dragged her gaze from Mr White's hulking member and looked out.
As Diamond watched, the blonde placed her left arm in the water and pushed herself towards the cap, which she then fished out of the water. After waving up at the balcony with her left hand as if to say thanks for providing her with some protection from the sun, the blonde put the cap on her head.
Diamond now turned her gaze back towards Mr White, glanced at his handsome face for a moment, then had her eyes turn downwards until the sight of his cock once again filled her view. It was pointing directly ah her, sticking out horizontally and only a matter of a few short inches from her midriff. The translucent, gluey fluid had now stopped easing from the tip, and gelatinous ropes of precum were now simply dangling down below the rounded, fist-sized crown and the massively thick, vein-ridged trunk, three or four of them situated at different points along the underside of the prodigious length, one from the crest of the smooth, gleaming tip, one underneath the glans, and one from around the middle which itself had another looping strand attached to it that connected to the flesh of the teacher's dangling ballsack. Seeing the flesh behemoth caused a tremor to spread through her body as the blonde teen pornslut once again found it almost impossible to wrap her head around the fact that the drooling, slowly throbbing monstercock before her was real and not some creation of her slutty imagination.
As her lust for Mr. White was rapidly getting out of control, Diamond did what came most naturally to her, sending him her best sultry pornstar scowl and dropped down onto her knees on the balcony, her right hand slipping in down the front of her tiny PVC thong to brush against her juicing pussy. Diamond was a consummate master of certain aesthetic poses in the porn profession, and a particular favourite was the one where she kneeled in front of the stud (whichever one, two or three it happened to be on that day), curled her hand all the way around the tumescent member right at the base, squeezing it hard to ensure that the stiff meatstick in her hand became all the more engorged making the veins pop, and then directed her gaze at the camera.
There were a variety of expressions that could then be employed, of course. Perhaps the most common was the stock 'cock-shock' look, where she would allow her mouth to gape and her eyes to pop out in a picture of astonishment (sometimes she would slap her hand against her cheek to augment the effect). Another on a similar theme to this would see her modify her expression, although still making her mouth to gape slightly, and just stare dumfounded at the penis in her hand itself, an expression of blank amazement. The other mainstay of the trade, the wicked, knowing, sidelong look to camera as she held a cock up to her mouth or eyeline, her eyes seductively alive and her mouth slightly open in a pout, had earned her the nickname 'Supergirl', having been described in accompanying promo literature to the DVD box of the film, her face emblazoned next to the prodigious length protruding horizontally from the side, as being 'a look that could melt through steel'. Diamond, a born exhibitionist and somewhat frustrated actor, loved pulling all sorts of faces in this position.
Going for a full-on supernova pout, Diamond looked up at Mr. White from her knees to send him the sort of pouty, sultry look that had him grunt and quickly grasp his dick halfway down the shaft in his right hand, twisting his cock to the right before the whole trunk of hard flesh throbbed convulsively, unleashing another mammoth, inhuman release of gluey fluid that was expelled from the tip with a swift sound, arcing over Diamond's shoulder, though she felt the intensity of the sensation of the whooshing fluid next to her skin. This time Diamond turned her head to observe the bolt of clear fluid cut across the pool and ended up hitting the right side of the parasol that was standing a few feet behind from the two lounging women, causing the large umbrella to spin around furiously, precum spewing down it in gouts.
Peering down the length of tubesteak that was pointing directly at her face, sticking out from Mr White's groin, Diamond was transfixed by the pronounced pulsing of the organ, the thickness and girth of the length, corded with almost muscular tissue and wreathed interconnecting branches of veins. The surface of the rod was gleaming in the sunlight.
"And no, I didn't miss what I was aiming for," Mr. White helpfully informed Diamond, again addressing her in a friendly and casual manner as she looked at the two women on the sunloungers who first looked behind them, then at each other before meeting in a spirited kiss, then turning her head to offer Mr. White another awed look.
The look that Diamond gave the man who was interviewing her for a place in the prestigious school, an institution about which she still knew precious little (though she had already uncovered one BIG piece of information), had nothing to do with the manufactured way that she usually posed for porn photos. It was a world away from the insouciant way she usually affected to be while kneeling on the floor in front of studs whose dicks she knew she could conquer easily. Something altogether more urgent and disquieting had seized her when she had got the measure of Mr White, and it had thrown her usual casual and confident exterior into total disarray. It was something that the top-ranking teen pornstar hadn't experienced before, and the mixture of simple astonishment, nerves, rapidly mounting recognition at the monstrous proportions of the single barrelled cum cannon pointed directly at her face, and pure, unadulterated lust for cock all figured in her facial expression of horny perplexity.
This was a true monstercock, nothing to do with the cocksmiths she regularly duelled with in the biz, with their supposedly monstrous lengths propped up by euphemistic 'porn inches' designed to add to their star billing. The sight of it made her legs into jelly and her stomach flutter, a wholly new feeling when encountering a new partner's piece of sexual equipment.
Of course Diamond had never exactly been crippled with self-doubt as evidenced by the situation surrounding her entrance into the porn business.
