"I'll be your porn star"

"I'll be your porn star"

I grinned remembering her words, "I thought you weren't a fucking porn star"

"Surprised you remember that," Emma said momentarily taken aback, but her easy confidence came back in an instant. Her face grew smug and a brow arched in mischief, "Hmm, I think I have an idea." Emma eyed me with a sweet playfulness as she wiggled closer to me, she reached out a hand beckoning me closer.

"Oh god, what are you plotting now" I groaned as Emma drew me into a hug, snaking her arm behind my neck. I jumped in her arms suddenly as her hand grasped my cock. Her hand was hot and sweaty with excitement as she started stroking me gently again. Her soft hand on mine as my mind went wild with my imagination at the delights Emma was plotting to inflict on me. In silence, we worked in unison softly, gently, working up to a steady rhythm. A renewed hunger lit in her eyes, growing brighter with every stroke but her gaze drifted away and her face followed, her eyes focused on my cock.

"Emma please," I groaned.

"Are you thinking about it, Isaac?" Emma whispered to my cock, ignoring me. Her warm breath tantalizingly close to my cock, "A porn. Me and Owen. Eliona and Drizzt. Kissing him. Sucking him. Fucking him, all for him, all for your viewing pleasure - "

I hesitated, swallowing a lump in my throat. Could I really do it? Could I really handle Owen fucking Emma, but my cock answered for me, hard as a rock.

"You're so hard," Emma murmured her eyes locked with mine as she watched my body shake with arousal, "You're twitching," The glimmer of lust in her eyes was unmistakable as Emma's eyes flashed up towards mine with excitement, and astonishment, before shifting to one of understanding, "You want this don't you, you want it all. All of it, you want me to sleep with all of your friends. "

"Yes," I whispered, my voice growing ragged.

"No," Emma said gracing me with her cute evil smile that sent a chill running down my back.

"But I thought-"

"You're right Isaac. I am not a porn star" She said smugly, giggling as she looked back at me with mischief dancing in her blue eyes, "I'm going to make some material for you since you've been good... I guess ... I guess I'll let you listen."

She slowly pried my hand off and released me. In an instant, I felt an emptiness in my soul as her warmth left me. She paused, cocking her head, peering curiously at me as if seeking permission. Shaking with a **** need I nodded. She slowly slid off of me, letting me feel every inch of her bare skin, letting me know exactly what I was missing. She stood there for a moment, a wordless sound escaping from her parted lips. That mysterious something was bothering her again. She stooped down, mouthed some imperceptible, words kissed me tenderly on the cheek, and bounded away, her expression hidden away by a veil of her raven hair.

The moment of uncertainty was gone and Emma seemed as confident as ever as strutted past each of my friends as if she were in a dance. Her hips swayed back and forth as if she was a model on a catwalk. Naked, except for her pure white thigh-high socks. She walked alongside each of my friends. Hunger was plain in their prying eyes, as they savored her form, yet she ignored all of it, as if she was daring them to action.

Yet none of them did, slowly she faded away as her pace slowed and she wandered around the table attacking each of my friends with a withering glare, disappointment dripping from every fiber of her being. I saw her fingers trail alongside each of their shoulders, urging and daring them to take action. Her tantalizing fingers ran over over one shoulder to the next. They recoiled at her sensual touch as if overtaken by her overpowering aura. Her ever-present smug smirk was on her face. She was high society, what could guys like them really offer her.... in the back of my mind that dark evil thought whispered out to me. What could I really offer her?

Finding herself in front of me again, Emma crossed her arms, struck a pose, and fell seamlessly into the role of her character Eliona. She was the picture of elvish arrogance, hands on her hips, sneering down imperiously at Owen and Ben as if they were beneath her notice.

"Look at you all standing around, dicks in hand thinking you'll get lucky. I'm not doing anything unless you impress me." Emma said with an air of arrogance, leaning languidly against my chair like a lithe fey creature out of a fantasy.

It was was simple but electrifying performance, it made me feel alive It was like my entire body quivered as tingles ran down my spine. Looking around I could see the same **** hunger in everyone, yet it was tempered, each of us knew exactly what Emma was doing at this point. All the teasing back and forth yet never reaching that apex, she was like a cat toying with us.

Leaning back against the armrest beside me, she let out a long sigh. Her scent threatened to drive me into madness this close. She was a few inches from giving me a clear sightline. I didn’t even know if I could see anything. Just the idea of it caused my stomach to twist. My eyes sat there, waiting for her to shift. Emma glanced back at me with a knowing smugness. A quirk of the brow, a shift of the hips, and a hand pulled her cheek and everything was on full display.

I could see everything for the first time live.

I was transfixed, my mind a blank slate, only one thought remaining. The image of a picture-perfect shaved pink pussy, just inches from my face. Emma's pussy glistened in the dim light, wet and dripping. Her shoulders shook with mirth and the little movements sent a ripple of motion across her soft curves. My body was on fire, the sight of Emma's pussy burned itself into my mind, every inch, every fold. My eyes wandered up and I saw a new sight, something that I had never seen.

"Hope you're enjoying the view Isaac, it's all you're getting tonight" Emma quipped with a broad grin. I couldn't help but groan in frustration as her hand covered up the view and the other ran seductively down her sides.

"Emma," I croaked, my voice raspy and weak. Her hand ran down her sides, dancing along her lovely curves, mocking me with the promise of her softness. "Oh god," I breathed, the words escaped my lips in a ragged whisper as I imagined every single liberty Owen and Ben would take from her. I felt lightheaded, I felt dizzy with excitement as arousal took all sense from my brain.

"So, who's going to be my co-star tonight "Emma declared in a husky voice that was barely above a whisper, her voice was soft but her eyes cast a scathing glare into each of her potential suitors. Wayward and awkward stares drifted fitfully between us all as silence reclaimed the basement. She sighed and crossed her arms as she waited with an air of impatience.

"Always staring from the shadows Drizzt," Emma said curtly breaking the awkwardness, she rolled her eyes, before scoffing, "Your kind is so limited"

"I don't stare" Owen huffed, he paused, raised his eyes from her chest, and looked away shifting on the spot. Uncomfortable, I felt myself shift guiltily unconsciously mirroring Owen.

"And you Ben, so unmemorable, I don't even remember your characters name"

"Hey!," Ben said indignantly, "I was going to stabilize you- "

"- But you kept your potion to yourself," Emma said dismissively, "You humans are such selfish and dull creatures, only thinking for themselves."

"What do you want me to say, I was doing my best, I was thinking about the party" Ben pleaded.

"Nah you were thinking with your dick" Owen shot back

"What the fuck dude, "Ben interjected with a betrayed look on his face, "You've been hounding Emma, I mean Eliona, the entire campaign."

Emma glanced over me and grinned, as the two launched into another bickering match. I sighed catching her self-satisfied expression. Her grin of satisfaction was telling, she loved causing mischief, even more than sex it seemed. This was all well and good, but all this teasing left me aching for more.

"Tell him, Emma, I'm - " Ben began

"Dream on - You're out of your mind if you think I'm going to willingly engage in this stupidity" Emma sighed, checking her watch with a dismissive look, "What a waste of time. It's almost midnight and you've done nothing but bore me. Give me a reason to stay or I'll go home and take care of things with Isaac."

"Hey baby, even been with a rogue? We're in and out before you even notice." Owen snickered at his joke.

"Are you fucking serious," Emma groaned, her nose wrinkling in annoyance. She rolled her eyes, and shoved him away, "- So this is all you're capable of " Emma glared at him, "Really? After all that. How disappointing I thought you would entertain us a little bit more than that ... display"

“We could do some sparring,” Owen implied with a crooked smirk, seizing the initiative. He slowly made his way to Emma, his cock bobbing up and down with each step. Emma crossed her arms and stared him up and down disdainfully. "You've worked so hard to... sharpen my blade. Would be a shame if it were to go to waste" He punctuated his words with a step closer to her, his half-erect cock sliding up and poking into her toned stomach leaving a trail of arousal shining in the dim light.

Emma, clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes in disappointment, "Boring, you already did that line, besides, it seems a tad too sharp now,” Emma said with that flat dismissive tone of her character, but her hands ran down his shaft with a slight touch as if testing it "Could be a bit dangerous"

"Nonsense, it's perfect, it just needs a sheath" Owen shifted his hips aiming lower. Emma reached out and snatched Owen's cock before he could make a move. He winced as Emma's fingers pinched him by the sensitive head.

"Idiot" Emma hissed pushing him away with a light shove, "You need a condom"

"Oh come on, don't be such a tease, we both know you're gonna love getting fucked by a big strong human" Owen growled, reaching for Emma's wrist, "- why else would you be slumming with us, you came here looking for cock"

"Oh? It's going to be like that is it?" Emma said raising her eyebrows, she grabbed his arm and spun into his embrace, before slipping out of his grasp with an elegant turn, "I love big strong dumb humans, they make the best servants." Emma said mockingly, a hint of a laugh in her voice, she looked him over appraisingly "Hmm, I guess you will do after all, you'll make the perfect servant, the only thing you can do right is please me. Please us."

"I'm no fucking servant," Owen growled, his eyes flashed with anger but for a moment, before a look of realization appeared on his face, "I thought you didn't fuck without testing, "Owen leered, snatching up the condom from out of nowhere.

"Obviously not for my usual partners, but seeing as you're kind of a loser" Emma looked at me with meaning in her eyes as she drawled out the last syllable with a smirk, "I suppose you'll do"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean" Owen glowered, he cursed as wrestled with the wrapper.

Emma watched him with disinterest, "Must I always explain everything to you, you fucking virgin"

"Well, seeing as I'm a fucking virgin, I obviously don't need the condom then"

"An unwashed savage of a low class human like you," Emma let a mocking trill of a giggle as she regarded him with amusement, "Who knows what you've been doing out in the farmlands. "She looked down at Owen's cock warily before a mocking smile appeared on her face again, "No doubt terrorizing the poor innocent farm creatures"

All humor dropped from Owen's face, "Thats fucked up, that's too far, even for -"

"I suppose, I'll make an exception for you," Emma cut him off and glanced my way, a knowing look on her face, "Seeing as you're all " She giggled with a smirk on her lips as Owen renewed his struggle with the wrapper. "Virgins"

"Virgins?" Owen asked, pausing in the middle of ripping open the condom wrapper. He looked up at us curiously as if seeing us for the first time

"What's the matter? Having a little anxiety" Emma taunted, distracting him from his errant thought. She lifted a finger and poked at Owen's cock with a mischievous look, "How do you expect to spar with such a sharp blade. Typical human, leave it to the elves to do it properly" She snatched up the condom against his protests, and held it towards me in her palm "Would you mind Mr. Innkeeper, the peasant needs some help"

I tried to hide my eagerness, but my body betrayed me. I leaped to my feet, stumbling amongst the scattered clothes and discarded snack wrappers. Hands shaking, I almost fumbled the condom, betraying my lack of experience. But somehow I managed to open it, I handed it back to her without a word. There was a shared moment between us, a silent exchange as we regarded each other. That wordless understanding flowed between us as she gave me a warm smile. But the moment was quickly ruined as a wet thumb appeared on Emma's lips smearing the remains of her red lipstick against the corner of her lips. Annoyance stormed in her blue eyes for a moment before a mask appeared on her face again as Owen **** his thumb against her full lips.

"Lips are a bit chapped from the windy roads, "Owen smirked, "You could use some ... ointment. I have the perfect Chapstick" Owen pressed on despite the contempt in her eyes, she was motionless and did nothing to stop his actions. His shaky and uncertain hand slowly made its way from her lips to the back of her head. Emboldened, he pushed her head down guiding her lips down to his half-erect cock.

Emma's face reddened in excitement as she drank in my arousal, small pink tongue wetted her lips in desire as she drew nearer to the dripping half-erect cock of Owen. Her lips parted, pursing in anticipation as her lips met him. Her lips splayed over his cock head once again in a kiss. She looked me dead in my eyes, knelt, and kissed him again and again, the pre cum mixing with her marred lipstick, smearing it all over the head of his cock.

Her tongue flickered out and explored every nook and cranny on his cock head spreading the precum all over her lips. Her tongue danced, it twirled, it swirled in all of Owen's most sensitive spots. Around the edge of his head, underneath his cock, and the soft tip of her tongue digging into his urethra. A sudden moan of pleasure escaped from Owen as his eyes became unfocused as her lips enveloped his cock head fully.

I couldn't help but feel a flash of anger and resentment seeing Owen's cock disappear into Emma's mouth, yet my body betrayed me with arousal I had never felt as I watched the look of rapturous ecstasy appear on Owen's face. His hand pressed down on her head, but she refused to go deeper. Boredom and disinterest were plain on her face, but she was true to the roleplay she ran her lips over his cockhead using the pre cum from his cock like it truly was a Chapstick until it was dripping with it.

"Words are wind on a windy road, " Owen smirked. He grabbed his wet cock and smeared it every which way all over Emma's face as she glared at him, "God, you look so fucking hot glaring at me," He grunted thrusting into her face, his cock making an indent into her cheek, the smeared lipstick on his cock leaving a red mark on her face, "There, isn't that better"

Emma groaned and slapped his hands away, "Are you seriously quoting Game of Thrones, that's so lame"

Owen blinked in surprise, his eyes wide, "You know Game of Thrones"

"Do you know Game of Thrones?" Emma said in a mocking tone, "Were you gonna gatekeep me on a TV show"

"Come on, that was a good line," Owen grumbled, "It fits the theme, fantasy and shit"

"Well..."Emma sighed, " At least you made the effort, but if you keep that up, I'm not gonna fuck you -"

My body betrayed me and a strangled sound escaped from my lips in protest before Emma smirked at me, " But I'm sure Isaac would be even more disappointed than you if I stopped here"

Owen interjected, " -No I wasn't gonna gatekeep you or anything. I was just surprised. I knew you were cool"

"Well, well, well, you can be nice when you wanna be "Emma smirked, "Well at least when you want to get in someone's pants"

Owen made a face, "I am a good guy"

"Well then prove it. Prove you're worth my time."

"How the hell do I do that?" Owen asked, "I've been trying to keep up with all this crazy shit you've been doing - What the hell are you guys anyways, "Owen's eyes darted back and forth between us before settling on me with confusion, "What are you a fuckin cu-" But he stopped himself as he caught Emma's dark expression and her eyes flashed dangerously threatening him into silence. "Ok Jesus, calm your tits, I wasn't gonna say anything. I am a good guy," Owen muttered darkly before trailing off

"Well, I suppose you can start by proving your integrity by indulging in our little... game. Isaac and I love indulging in some roleplay. You and Ben could help me make some material for Isaac, and I'll be sure to reward you"

Ben perked up at her words with a **** hopeful expression on his face. "What's in it for me," Ben cut in deadpan, but his expression betrayed his desires.

"You can be the cameraman in our little porno," Emma said, "if you do a good job what's to say the star gives you some behind-the-scenes reward after the shoot" looked at them back and forth with a hint of impatience on her. "What do you think, then?

"Hell yes" Ben agreed enthusiastically, reaching down to rummage at the mess of clothes at his ankles, "I'll do whatever the fuck you want"

Emma shook her head, "You're not using your own phones, that's not gonna work"

Ben paused rooting through his pants, confusion on his face, "Why not"

She looked at him pointedly, her brow furrowing in frustration.

"Oh - you don't trust me," Ben said deflating a hair.

"What do you think," Emma said crossing her arms, she turned towards me and flipped out a hand palm held open, "Isaac, give me your phone"

Wordless, I searched through the crumpled heap of clothes at my ankles and placed it into her palm. She looked down and her face brightened instantly at the image, "You still have that picture, didn't realize you were so sentimental"

"Of course," I said as Emma passed the phone over to Ben. He eagerly stretched out to grab it, but Emma tutted and jerked it away.

"No jerking off," Emma said sternly, "If you do a shit job I'm not fucking you after"

"Ok, I got it" Ben grumbled, his hand held outstretched, "Are we doing this or not?"

"Keep us in the frame, " Emma said simply, "Wide angle, don't use zoom, keep it steady and keep it in landscape"

"I got it, I got it, "Ben whined, fumbling with the buttons.

"You sure you can keep the camera steady that hard" Emma grinned evilly, giving him a slight stroke of his shoulder making him jump.

"Yeah, Just tell me when you're ready, I'm already recording," Ben said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. Owen's eyes flashed with lustful greed at Ben's words, he was coiled like a spring as he shifted his weight with a nervous eager energy.

"We're agreed then. I'm going to make you material Isaac." Emma said, she gestured towards me, the condom held before me pinched between her two fingers, "Owen's going to fuck me and Ben's going to film it for you" She paused waiting for my reaction. I nodded, heart pounding in my chest. Emma took a deep breath, closed her eyes, looked me dead in the eyes, and said with finality, "I won't be able to stop once his cock is inside me"

Author's note:

I've been sitting on this for awhile... sorry for the wait. I've been kinda addicted to Baldur's Gate 3... chapters forthcoming soon mebbe. This is the last set up chapter I swear. Horny Porny soon. Constructive criticism as always welcome.