This is part III of Candy's Fantasy and after this will be an alternate ending to the same story. Thanks for the wonderful comments and yes more is to come. This is a work of fiction and everyone is above the age of 18.
After that wonderful session with the man of my dreams, I got up to go to the bathroom and came back to bed to find the room empty. I slipped my panties back on and put on a robe. I went to look for Mr. Rob in his bedroom and the other bathroom. I met him in the hallway, as he was headed downstairs to his office. "I have some work to do, and then I will be back upstairs shortly," he told me, and then, kissed me on the forehead.
"Thanks for a wonderful evening, and I have no idea how to thank you, but I hope you enjoyed it, as much as I did. I surely do not want it to be our last. I am, also, hoping I was all you expected, and you feel as satisfied, as I do," I said, very bright eyed and smiling. He walked down the stairs, and I crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I woke up in that big bed, with a smile. Where was my marvelous black lover? Why was I all alone? Those were the first thoughts in my head. Needing a shower and breakfast, I wasted no time thinking of what may lie in wait for me today. Last night was a dream, and today could only get better, since Mr. Rob hinted of a weekend of no interruptions. His wife was gone, and my mom wouldn't be back until late tomorrow. The hot shower was refreshing, and I pulled a black lace pair of boy shorts, black gym shorts, and a tight black tee shirt, from my bag. I wandered downstairs and found no one. I saw the large vase of red roses on the dining room table.
A card was attached and to my surprise, there was more to this than just a thank you. I opened the card, and it read "Candy, I know last might was supposed to be a surprise, and now I have one more for you. Enjoy the roses and some breakfast. In the TV room, there is a disc ready to play, and you might wanna watch it. Text me, and let me know what you think. Love Rob!"
"What could possibly be next?" I said, grinning really big. I grabbed a bowl of cut fruit from the fridge that had been prepared yesterday, by their maid who came three times a week for the kids. Then, I headed off quickly to the large TV room and sat down with the remote. I turned on the DVD player and the first thing I saw was "A Piece of Candy!", as a title and it kept rolling. The next scene read "Starring Candy Cannon - A new young sensation - A Roberts Studio Production." At beginning the video, I was standing in front of Mr. Rob in the spare bedroom, talking just before our session started. The video and sound were perfect. Then, the angle of the shot changes, like there was more than one camera shooting us. It was as if there were three or four cameras recording every second of the previous night. There were close ups of my face during the blow-job, and of him filling my face and gut with his black sperm. There were scenes of him pounding that black cock deep into my tiny ass. All right here for me to see on the big wide screen TV.
By the time our finish was shown my lace boy shorts were stuck to my hips, and I was moaning like crazy. Stretched out on a chaise chair, with my tiny clit exploding four or five times, I could not believe what I just seen. I had seen Lexi Belle, and other porn stars, really enjoy a good fucking, but they did not do their job, as good as I did. The proof was in that video. I was shocked, happy, baffled, puzzled and excited, all at the same time. I yanked off my gym shorts, and pleasured my young body into a frazzle. As the last credits rolled, I saw "Coming soon - Piece of Candy Part II."
My mouth fell open wide, and I began laughing hysterically, when the video stopped and the satellite took over the screen. Picking up my discarded shorts from the floor, I headed upstairs to change clothes and grab my cell phone. I did not have any idea what to text to Mr. Rob, after seeing the video of my porn star debut. Suddenly, my cell phone vibrates, and it is a text message from Mr. Rob. I open my phone to read it.
"Did you enjoy the video, as much as I did making it?" the text read.
How the hell am I supposed to answer that one? What does this man have in store for me next? These thoughts occurred to me, as I sat down on the bed. "If my panties show the indication of how I liked it, I probably need to meet my next costar, unless it is me and you again," I replied back to him.
A minute later my phone buzzed, and he replied back, "A young lady will be by to see you at 10:30, and I think she can be very helpful to you Candy." I got another text that said, "Text me, as soon as she leaves" That was the last time I heard from Mr. Rob. It was only 9:15, so I had time to clean up and finish eating what I barely touched in the TV room. I meandered around the house waiting for the lady Mr. Rob spoke about, just relaxing and enjoying the quiet. The doorbell rang at exactly 10:30, and I looked out the peep hole, checking to see who it might be. A very nice looking brunette lady was there, as I opened the door. She introduced herself as Sheila. "I guess you are Candy, and I hope I haven't kept you waiting," she told me. Sheila was in her mid twenties. I figured she was about five six. She was slender, not thin, and had shoulder length hair. She wore a really cute black miniskirt, with a black top.
"Rob called me last night. He said I was to come over, and maybe, help you with some things, and to see if there is anything you need. I must say I think you are very cute, and he was surely correct, when he said that you had a cute little body. I was told to see how cute we could make you, and I don't see it as a challenge at all, Candy!" Sheila told me.
All I could do was smile. I enjoy the next several minutes getting to know her better and finding out, exactly, what her job was, and what we were going to do today. She carried a small case and referred to it as her things she might need once we got started. "Let's get started, and if I know Rob's wife, she probably has a ton of makeup and everything we may need to get started, Candy. Why don't we go upstairs and have some fun?" Sheila said, as I followed her lead. We went to the master bathroom, and she began to poke around, even more that I ever had, while working there with the kids. She had brought the stuff with her to add blonde highlights to my hair, and what seemed to be a full beautician setup. I really liked working with her, and she seemed to enjoy it as much as I did, too. We joked and acted like two sisters doing a teenage makeup party. She had ideas and tips to show me about my makeup and hair. Stuff that I never knew. After that lesson, we began talking about clothes.
Sheila walked out of the bathroom. She came back with a garment bag. I had not noticed it, until now. "I was told where this was left, and I think it is a gift for you, Candy, It's from Rob," she told me. I opened it, and inside, there was a beautiful lingerie outfit, and it looked mighty small, even for my frame. "Wow! He never ceases to amaze me, and it doesn't look like he is stopping now," I said, astounded.
"I think it is going to look great on you. I can't wait to see it, Candy!" Sheila added. I, immediately, stripped from my clothes and begin putting on this new gift. It had a tiny, black bodice. It was so small that it actually created the illusion of the hips that I did not have. It slimmed me, even more, through my mid-section. Thigh high black hose and a garter belt made me sexier, than the one I wore last night. Of course, a tiny black thong came with it. I sat on the edge of the huge Jacuzzi tub and slipped it over my legs, up to my ass. I stood before a large mirror, Sheila behind me, and the look on our faces explained it all.
"Candy, you look great, and I bet you feel just as good as you look, don't you?" Sheila asked me. Smiling widely, I said, "Yes!" I thanked her for everything. We hugged, again feeling more like sisters, than new acquaintances. "Will you use my camera and get some shots of me in this, Sheila?" I asked her. We headed out to the bedroom that I had called home this weekend. I posed, lying on my belly, on the bed. I used the pillows as props and moved to my hands and knees for her to snap shot after shot. Close ups of my new face and hair made me feel very sexy, and I think it was coming through in the shots. "You are doing a great job, Candy, and Rob is gonna love these!" she told me.
"So, why don't you tell me about you and Rob, if there is anything to tell," Sheila asked.
"I am not sure if I should share that, Sheila. He has been so good to me. Just sending you here today puzzles me, as to why he would do all these things" I told her.
"From the clothes and just how good he pays me, to allow me to stay here this weekend, and not to mention how drop dead gorgeous he is in a small white robe. And that..." I stop talking. I did not give everything away. Smiling like a kid in the candy store, I looked at Sheila and left the rest to her imagination.
"How do you feel about doing an audition for some films. You could possibly make a little money to have all the fun you want, Candy?" she asked. "Rob has lots of friends in the industry, and you certainly have the look, and it would be totally up to you as to how much and how many. The more you do, surely, the more money you can make, doing adult films. I guess it really comes down to how much you love sex, and how willing you are to have different lovers." Sheila threw a lot at me in a short time period. I just sat there pondering what she had said and wondered if she was waiting on a response from me. What I would say to her, if I did respond?
"When, where, and how do I do an audition?" I asked.
"You would need to do a screen test. This is where you would just introduce yourself, share your likes and dislikes, and get a feel for being in front of a camera. I don't see you having any trouble with an audition. All you would have to do is talk, as we have today. Then, we would want to see how you could react to another person on video. I could have a cameraman over here and set things up, in probably two hours tops. Of course, I would have to get a costar sent over, and I am thinking of one you would probably love. He is so damn hot, and if you like black men, you will really enjoy him." she told me, waiting to get my answer.
"This is really a lot to think about and decide right now. You are asking me if I want to start making porn videos? I haven't even graduated high school yet, and I am not sure what I want to do right now. The money sounds great, and I do love the feel of a man touching me, but touching and becoming his slut are two different things. And once I start; there is no turning back, I do know that much. However, right now if you want to do the audition, I am all for it Sheila." I gave her the answer she wanted. It scared, yet excited, me to see how this would all go down. I felt her arms reach out to grab me for a hug.
Sheila grabbed her cell phone, made several calls, and then, told me that we had about two hours to get ready to prepare for my first shoot. She took me into the bathroom and checked my makeup, hair and the sexy outfit Mr. Rob had given me. "Candy, I know you are nervous, but not only think you are going to enjoy it, I think you are going to turn some heads with that smoking little body of yours." Sheila told me, trying to help me lose the nerves.
We hear voices downstairs, and she goes down to see who it was. I sat on the bed, pondering my latest decision. When I heard Sheila's voice ,I looked up. She came in, accompanied by a man with two cases of equipment. He begins to set it up, without speaking or acknowledging my existence. He sets up two large lights and a camera on a tripod, then he introduces himself, as Charlie, and shakes my hand. I smile and keep watching him finish working. I see a red light come on, as he leaves the room. Sheila appears, smiling, and sits beside the camera.
"OK, Candy, I want you to talk to the camera and get comfortable to being on the front of it, alone. Introduce yourself. Begin talking about yourself and things a fan may want to hear," she instructed me.
"OK," I hesitate for a moment, pushing my hair to the side from my face. "My name is Candy C. I am eighteen years old and really love to dress in sultry, sexy clothes. I have been dressing in this type of clothing for about three years, and pink is my favorite color to dress in. I don't see myself as gay. I just want to be as sexy as possible. I adore men, who take care of themselves, and I want nothing more, than to please him in any way he wants. I am very submissive, and I want a man that can appreciate me, as a girl and not just a guy who dresses in the clothes. I have decided to do this audition, and maybe, I can even make you love me." I spilled out to the camera.
"Candy, are you ready to meet you first costar, and see how you two work together?" Sheila asks.
"Sure, why not! I hope I don't let you down," I reply.
Then, entering the door is a black man, who appears to be about 30 years old. He only had a towel wrapped on his waist. I smile really big and ask Sheila if this is the guy she mentioned earlier. "It sure is, and his name is Tony" she says. Awaiting our first introduction, he grabbed my hand to kiss it. I smile and looks closer at my first costar, adoring his ripped chest and abs. He stands next to me, lifts my hand, and helps me get up on my knees on the bed, so we can be the same height. I feel his arm wrap around my tiny waist, and we both look to the camera.
"Well, Candy, what do you think so far?" Sheila asks.
"Can I keep him when this is over today, Sheila? He is as hot as you said," I reply. Laughing, I rub across his hard chest. I can't take my hands off of him. We both look at each other. Softly, he leans in and kisses me on the lips. I didn't know a man could be so strong and kiss, as soft as Tony did to me.
"I think you two can take it from here, so I will just watch and enjoy." Sheila says, laughing.
Tony and I start to make out and explore each other. I shuddered, at the feel of his huge black hands on my tiny white body. He rubbed and caressed my body, like he was on his wedding night with a new bride. I felt so special. I forgot that there was a camera in the room filming us. His hot kisses moved to my neck and shoulders, sending goose bumps up and down my body. I loved to look down and see the contrast between our bodies, as we made out. His thick arms moved around me, and I could not wait any longer to remove that towel from his waist. Glancing at that black cock for the first time, i began to pant even louder and kissed him on the lips, sliding my tongue deep into his mouth. I wanted his tongue to feel what I was gonna do to that awesome looking black dick.
I looked at Sheila and said, "I should have worn bridal lingerie, because I could marry this one. He is so hot! Damn!"
"Well then, make it a honeymoon scene, you two," she says, laughing out loud.
I look up into Tony's eyes, trying to say please. Please take me as your wife. Smiling, he pretends to slip a ring on my finger and said, "I Do." I smile really big and give him the most passionate kiss I can possibly deliver. We fall to the bed still lip locked and getting very hot. Tony pulls me on top of his rock hard body. Feeling my tiny ass, he slides me up and down. I rub back and forth on him, and I feel his cock wedging between my legs. My thong does little to keep me from feeling the thickness of his cock. I raise my hips and allow a better feel of him against me, as I grind myself against his cock. I start to kiss my way down his chest, admiring every inch of the way. I wrap my lips around the head of his cock, sucking and teasing the head, getting my first taste. I grab it with my hand, stroking that black cock in my tiny hand, and lick the head, smearing my own on saliva his cock. The taste of it was almost hypnotic, and all I could do was lick him all over. Up and down the back of the shaft, I traced the huge vein to his balls.
Tony slides his hand under my hair to control my head, and pushes me a little way down the shaft, hiding half of his dick in my mouth. The tip of his cock presses at the entrance of my throat, and I slide back to the head. Very, Very slow moves allowing me to enjoy all the passion of a new bride for her husband. I pause for a second with Tony's cock at my lips to look at him. Then I said, "I Will!" Feeling the press of Tony's hand, I go back to allowing him to use me, as a husband wanting his desires satisfied. I know he enjoyed seeing that black shaft slipping back and forth into my white mouth. I didn't feel like he was fucking my mouth. Rather, he knew exactly what I wanted, and I wanted his cock in my mouth, as long as he needed it to be.
The juices from my labor of love streamed down to his balls and had covered me really good. Looking at me, he saw how weak eyed and so in love with what I was doing for him. " 'CC', my new bride, get next to your husband!" Tony told me. I rose and slid up Tony's body to where my head rested under his chin. I grabbed that hard cock with my left hand. Tony kissed me on the forehead, then pulled my chin to where he can kiss me. We kiss for a moment, and he moves my tiny body up on top of him, as we finish. Reaching down, I feel him rub his cock back and forth over the white bride's pussy. Feeling that cock against my boy pussy sent my body into a frenzy. "Tony, I want that cock inside me now!" I said.
I reach to grab the tube that I had hidden under my pillow and turns to my ass cheeks, where his cock is, and squeeze out a good amount. Pushing my two middle fingers in, I prepare myself for his entrance. Tony takes that as a sign to begin making me his wife. I lie back down on his huge chest, and he takes total control of my body. His hands reach down behind me. I feel him pressing his cock against my boy pussy, harder and harder. Moving my hips up to give him a better angle to work with, his cock points straight up my gut. When I feel him enter me, I can only squeal a little and wince, when that cock stretches my sphincter. He doesn't move another inch, allowing me to get comfortable with his size. Gasping and moaning like a dog in heat, I just try to keep the right position.
I push up just a little against his chest and looks into my new husband's eyes. "You are so wonderful. We just might talk marriage, when this is over, baby!" I tell Tony. When I feel his hip and cock start to move, my eyes rolled back deeper into the sockets. He kept his hand on his hard cock to keep it from sliding out of me. It took several moves, but Tony managed to get that chocolate cock deep inside of his new, white, teenaged wife. My legs spread wide over his thighs. My boy pussy was so hot. Tony began to slide in and out of me, feeling my cunt stretching as he moved. I begged him to make me his wife. With long, fast strokes, he pushed and pulled my tiny body, making me squeal and produce some really weird noises. Breathing so heavily, my chest was heaving up and down.
Using movements that I could not imitate in my own play sessions, Tony plowed that black cock in and out of my cunt. Pushing my tiny body up and down, we were coming up off the bed. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck Me!" I yelled. Grunting and panting louder than me, Tony slapped his hips against mine. I loved that black cock being slammed inside of me. "It is time for you to get your black cock initiation, Candy!" Tony said and didn't seem so nice this time. He pushed me off, and I was on my back on the bed. He grabbed my ankles and pushed them back to my chest, spreading and bending me, like a pretzel.
"You see, Candy. We love white pussy, and we love showing how you will never want a white cock, after I am done with you. So, get your little ass ready, Star!" Tony says. Tony presses that cock into my tiny ass and raises up on his toes, slamming my head against the headboard. He was harder and rougher than I was used too, ever. That long black cock pounded me harder and harder. "Tony, please, you are hurting me!" I say. I can't figure out why he is doing this, so I just decide to enjoy it while it lasts. My boy clit jerks, and I send a huge orgasm all over my chest and shoulders. Tony doesn't take it as any indication to slow down, and he keeps going. I have begun to sweat, and I am loving the black cock I am impaled on.
"Come on, Tony! Fuck that little white boy pussy. I want you to put that black seed deep inside of me," I said.
"You little white bitch, you are gonna swallow this load of black cum," he murmurs. Pulling out of my cunt, he jerks me by the hair to his cock and jams it in my face. "Open up, slut!" he said.
I open my mouth wide, just in time to catch 7 or 8 thick streams of hot cum. He covers my face and mouth, commanding me not to swallow, until the camera catches it. I keep it for him to see. The cameraman comes over, as Tony stuffs his cock in my mouth with the last drop of cum. I open my eyes to see him above me, and Tony tell me to show it off for the camera. Gasping, in one swallow, I gulp down the huge load of Tony's cum. I look up at him and the cameraman with a huge smile on my face, as I hear Sheila in the background clapping and cheering. My head falls back to the bed, and I just lie there completely exhausted.
"Well, I think everyone is going to love you, Candy. I know Tony does. We all laugh, and I rise up to kiss Tony, thanking him for a really good fuck.