Set Days Pt. 4

I woke up this morning feeling anxious about today's filming day. I am a bit off my game, and my nerves are acting up again, making me feel uneasy. But, as an actor, I need to put my personal problems aside and focus on the character I'm playing.

As I arrived on set, I went straight to hair and makeup to start getting ready for the scene I'm shooting today. I got into character, and once we started filming, everything started to flow. My lines felt more natural, and my performance felt more genuine.

After finishing the scene, I reached for my phone, and Clea handed it to me. As I checked my messages, I noticed a notification from Kyle. It was an invitation to his place tonight. Clea had already replied, saying that I'd be there. My heart started racing, and my stomach felt like it was about to drop.

I was already feeling nervous from the last time we went out, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to take it to the next level. What if he wanted more than just a handjob? What if he wanted me to perform oral sex on him or even have sex with him? I didn't know if I was ready for that.

Clea noticed my nervousness and tried to reassure me. "Relax, Jazmine. Just have a good time and see where the night takes you."

I appreciated her words of encouragement, but I couldn't shake off my anxiety. As the day went on, I couldn't stop thinking about the date. I kept wondering if I was ready for something more physical or if I should try and keep things strictly platonic.

As we finished filming for the day, I went to my dressing room and changed into my outfit for the date. I went for a simple yet elegant look, wearing a black dress that hugged my curves and a pair of heels that added a few inches to my height. I did my makeup, opting for a smoky eye and nude lips, and added a touch of perfume.

As I left for Kyle's place, my mind was racing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I was ready to find out.

I nervously stood outside of Kyle's house, taking deep breaths to calm myself down. Clea had set up this date for me and I couldn't back out now. I was wearing a black dress that hugged my curves, and my makeup was perfect. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew I was about to find out.

Kyle answered the door, and my heart skipped a beat. He looked even better than I remembered. We greeted each other with a hug and went inside.

"I hope you're hungry, I made dinner," Kyle said, leading me to the dining table.

We ate and talked, and I found myself relaxing around him. I was surprised by how easy it was to talk to him, and how comfortable he made me feel. As we finished dinner, he brought out a bottle of wine, and we continued talking as we sipped on it.

Eventually, he took my hand and led me to the living room. We sat on the couch, and he put his arm around me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as he leaned in to kiss me. I hesitated at first, but then I remembered my training and kissed him back.

"I've missed you," he whispered, pulling away from the kiss.

"I missed you too," I said, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.

We continued talking, but it was clear that the conversation had shifted to something more intimate. I could feel the tension building between us, and I couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Let's go to my bedroom," he said, taking my hand.

I opened my mouth to protest, but he didn't give me a chance. Kyle seemed confident and insistent, and I found myself following him without protest. As he started to undress me, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I had never felt so exposed and ****.

But then something unexpected happened. As Kyle started to touch me, I felt a surge of pleasure that I had never experienced before. It was like my body was responding to his touch in a way that I didn't fully understand. I could feel him exploring my body sensually, like he was discovering every inch of me. His hands caressed my smooth skin, my legs, my breasts, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation.

"I want you, Jazmine," Kyle whispered in my ear. "I want to be with you."

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But then I felt his lips on mine, and I couldn't resist. I opened myself up to him completely, giving in to the pleasure of the moment. Kyle slowly and carefully inserted himself into me, and I couldn't help but moan. The feeling was indescribable, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. The way he filled me up, stretching me out, sent shivers down my spine. I could feel every inch of him inside me, and it was overwhelming.

As he started to thrust, I couldn't help but feel a rush of pleasure every time he hit that sweet spot. The way he moved, the way he touched me, it was like he knew exactly what to do to make me feel good. I closed my eyes and let out a soft whimper, my body responding to his touch in ways I never knew it could.

The special tuck kit was doing its job, and I could feel every thrust on my cock in the confined space in the kit. It was almost like I was getting double the pleasure, and it was all so overwhelming that I couldn't help but lose myself in the moment.

Kyle was gentle, but at the same time, he was firm. He knew exactly how to touch me, how to please me, and I was putty in his hands. Every touch, every caress, sent waves of pleasure through me, and I couldn't help but arch my back and moan in ecstasy.

As we continued, the pleasure built and built until finally, we both reached our climaxes. I let out a loud moan as I released into the kit, and Kyle collapsed onto me, his body shuddering with pleasure.

For a few moments, we lay there in silence, our breaths ragged as we tried to catch our breath. Then, Kyle rolled off of me, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness as he left my body.

As I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Part of me was ashamed and guilty for what had just happened, but another part of me couldn't deny the pleasure that I had just experienced.

In the end, I knew that I would have to face the consequences of my actions, but for now, I was content to just lie there and bask in the afterglow of what had been an unforgettable experience.

I woke up to the sun streaming through the window, and as I stretched my arms, I felt the sheets rustling beside me. That's when I noticed Kyle, lying next to me, still asleep. The memories of last night rushed back to me, making me feel both embarrassed and aroused.

I watched as Kyle's chest rose and fell with each breath, and then my eyes trailed down to his morning wood. I couldn't help but stare at it, and I felt a blush creeping up on my face.

Kyle then stirred, and his eyes slowly fluttered open. When he saw me looking at him, he grinned mischievously. "Good morning, beautiful."

I felt my face growing even hotter, and I looked away, feeling shy. "Good morning," I mumbled.

Kyle sat up and stretched, and then he looked down at me with a smirk. "Looks like someone's still feeling frisky from last night," he said, gesturing to his erection.

I felt myself blushing even more deeply, and I looked away. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Don't be sorry," he interrupted. "I like it when you look at me like that."

He then leaned in and kissed me, and I found myself melting into his touch. He pulled me closer, and I could feel his morning wood pressing against me. I moaned softly as he kissed me more deeply.

"Come on, baby, I need a little something to help me start the day off right," he said, his hand sliding down my stomach and between my legs.

I hesitated, unsure of what to do. Kyle's touch was familiar, but the thought of giving him a blowjob was intimidating. I had never given a blowjob before, but I knew that it was something that he would want from me.

Kyle shifted and positioned himself in front of me, his erection standing tall and proud. I took a deep breath and wrapped my hand around him, slowly stroking up and down.

"Use your mouth, baby," he encouraged, his voice low and husky.

I hesitated, but then parted my lips and took him in. The feeling was strange, but not entirely unpleasant. I used my tongue to explore him, trying to remember everything I had seen in porn.

Kyle moaned and gripped my hair, guiding my head up and down. I struggled to keep up with him, but eventually found a rhythm that seemed to please him.

"That's it, baby, just like that," he grunted, his hips bucking against my mouth.

I continued, trying to ignore the discomfort in my jaw. As I started to take him deeper into my mouth, I struggled to keep my gag reflex in check. It was hard to take him all the way down my throat, but I did my best. Suddenly, Kyle's body tensed, and he let out a low moan as he climaxed on my face, covering part of my cheeks and my eyes.

"Swallow it, baby," he urged me. "It's important to keep your man happy."

I knew that I had **** but to do as he said, so I wiped the cum off my face with my hand and brought it to my mouth. The taste was salty and musky, but I didn't mind it as much this time. I swallowed it all down, feeling a mix of disgust and satisfaction.