This year was my best year ever at the Adult Video World Awards in Las Vegas. After being nominated four times, I finally won Female Performer of the Year. It felt so good to get up there in my platform heels, black latex V-neck dress, and tiara to accept my award with a standing ovation. My company also won Best All-Girl Feature, Best All-Girl Sex Scene, Best Older Woman/Younger Girl Release, and Best Porn Star Web Site.
It's amazing to think I've been able to earn all of this success without relocating to California or Florida. I work out of my new 6,000-square-foot house in Bellevue. I love shooting outside by the pool in the summer. The tiles are covered with come and female ejaculate after some of the bisexual orgies that I've staged. I also had a spacious dungeon installed in the basement, where I film my fetish material, like my trampling and face-sitting videos.
I'd been thinking about focusing on directing, because I love the casting procedure. Loosening young women up with a glass of red wine during that first interview in my living. Then bluntly telling them to strip for me. Masturbate for me. Take out my breast and suckle it. I only take on performers who are as authentic, exhibitionistic, and orgasmic as I am.
But it was the same streaks that convinced me to keep working in front of the camera, because honestly, the demand for my fuck movies is higher than ever. It's hard to top a confident bisexual femdom, which is how I market myself.
The day after the awards, I was booked to do an autograph signing and fan photo shoot at the MGM Grand convention center. It was supposed to last two hours, but it went for nearly three. Fans have to submit their applications for tickets to meet me at least three months in advance, and I screen each application. More than 30 percent of those applications this year from women, which is unheard of in this industry. I approved all but two of those female applications.
The men ranged from one of my regulars – a 30-year-old telecommunications executive who flies me to Rome twice a year to watch me having sex with his wife, a successful 45-year-old TV producer – to a group of four students from the University of Pennsylvania who had pooled their savings and bussed and hitchhiked across the country to be here.
I stood with my arms around the two taller students, Matt and Chris, as their friends took photos with their iPhone. I made sure my big tits were pressing up against both of them, nice and tight. I love touching and being touched. I know that my fans get even more addicted to my videos and live web shows when they've had a chance to feel how great my body feels. Being groped and touched in public by the right people is a major theme in my videos, and I liked how respectful both Matt and Chris were.
Matt had brought me a gift certificate to the new spa at the Luxor as an additional tribute. Chris gave me a book full of clippings from the student newspaper, where he'd given four- and five-star reviews of my videos. When I asked Chris if he jacked off to my videos every day, he told me: "Yes. And I do it with my girlfriend Nadine, who's a freshman. She loves those videos, especially the one you shot with the Hispanic hairdresser at that bed-and-breakfast in Santa Fe. She wanted to be here today, but she's doing her co-op term at the Pittsburgh hospital and couldn't get away."
I reached up and unzipped the front of the bust-enhancing red leather corset I was, exposing my big tits and erect nipples. "Go ahead, boys," I said. "Kiss them. Enjoy them."
Matt and Chris eagerly obeyed as the fans waiting in line applauded. People were recording the action with their phones now. I didn't bother to hide my pleasure, showing my teeth and my tongue and letting out an audible moan as I enjoyed the sensation of those eager young mouths worshipping and sucking me in public.
Even within the industry, I'm known as a slut, and I'm very proud of it. I love getting fucked and being public about it. Last year, the afterparty for the awards was held at a new Italian restaurant just off the Strip. I decided that I wanted to stage a gangbang. In the Tuscan-themed banquet room at the back, I got up on the long table and handed my cunt over to one of my favorite male co-stars, as well as my personal assistant Jacqueline and her friend Olga, both sporting thick strap-ons. I was told afterwards that my loud screams of enjoyment could be heard over the DJ music playing in the main dining room.
As the photo session ended, I sized up Matt, Chris, and their two friends. "I have something else I'd like you to handle for me," I said.
"What's that?" Chris asked eagerly.
I told them, and their mouths actually dropped open in disbelief at their good fortune. I handed Chris a slip of paper. "Write your cell number down here," I said. "I'll call you tonight."
With about half an hour left in my signing, two women came forward together, which was intriguing and unusual. They greeted me with warm smiles.
"Hello, I'm Eva."
"And I'm Helena."