Star-Struck [TGG x King]

[TGG]

Morgana Silver was a new woman in both respects of life, and in stability. Often throughout her years in High School, and after growing up with tempered parents, a predisposition for achieving greatness, and an absolute charge of always having to succeed, would push anyone into their rebellious phase early. After graduating from high school several years early, and in the middle of her freshman year in College, she decided to shake things up. Much to her parents' disapproval, the young hybrid spent her adolescent years flaunting her ability to apply her intelligence, with the idea that escaping reality in movies and television was far better than focusing only on her studies. Upon turning Eighteen, she signed up to get numerous tattoos, and auditioned for a film. Little did she know, that she committed the ultimate rookie mistake, in not seeing what she had signed onto. She had been contracted, for a whole year of Adult Film Making sessions, supposedly to collect the biggest check she could even fathom. Aside from the small literary blunder, it proved to be the most fortuitous situation after all, considering she was auditioning for multiple companies and yet, none had officially agreed to sign her on. The sort of "job fair" of intellectual Adult industry had been in an understanding throughout the year itself. Most of her work consisted only of solo scenes and toying with herself, as much of her own interest and those of her fans were simple.

Morgana found herself in one of the many events that would go on through the year, except the idea of going through the motions had been shattered. A friend of hers, who went by the stage name of "Amber", was by her side as they were checked into the stadium and were allowed inside. After of course, having been asked by at least three people if she was legal. A testament to her forever "baby-face", that tended to set her back far much more than one should expect from professionals. After flashing her identification card several times, she finally made her way inside, where the smell of body oils and masculinity permeated the air all around her. Dressed in her usual casual clothing, that donned the loose crop top of hers, along with a set of flattering yoga pants and sneakers, did she decide it was a relaxing day instead of the routine dressing and undressing of being at a shoot. It was refreshing, to be honest. The multiple booths and convention-style partitions of everyone she recognized and strangers alike, were welcomed in the decedent debauchery of relations. None that she knew of, however, considering she was simply wandering with her counterpart.

"He should be around here somewhere... Oh! There!" Her friend Amber would point out, as one of the partitions in the distance had been structured somewhat differently than the other ones surrounding them. Morgana followed behind blindly, and craned her neck as she could only walk behind the blonde woman with a sense of worry. Being much shorter than the average female at four-foot-eleven, her perspective of what and who, had been skewed from the day she stopped growing. There was a line of people, though Amber simply circumvented the process by going around, and welcoming the large men standing in security. There was a panel going on, along with the release of some Adult Film as well. Morgana looked on with a suspicious set of eyes, as her friend told her to stay backstage, where she'd go and find the man she wanted to have her meet so badly. About five minutes had gone by, before the large blonde woman returned, a smile bright on her face that reached from ear to ear.

"Here she is... my friend Morgana. Mr. Stone, meet your biggest fan, like, seriously..." Amber would giggle, and stand behind the raven-haired girl. Her eyes went wide, and a nervously hysterical rush of screeching panic hit her. It was him. Standing there.

 

[King James]

Lee Stone had found himself toward the backend of his career now that he was fifty. He had been in a successful career in the adult film industry for more than twenty-five years now and had seen porn from its heyday of magazines and VHS tapes to the inception of the internet and now into the live camming days. Through it all he seemed to have fallen behind and out of the spotlight, something he had accepted for a while knowing that he had been at the top for a while.

Now it seemed he was watching and becoming a critic more than anything else. He would travel the convention circuit, only participating in one or two films per year. Even then those films were typically twenty minutes long and half were threesomes. His star still flickered, but not nearly as bright.

Even without as much work he was still in the best shape of his life. He would hit the gym twice each day, warming up with light cardio before two hour lifting sessions that would leave his muscles rippling. And he did this all without steroids, so his cock was just as long and thick as ever as he finished a panel at the annual Las Vegas Adult Film Convention before being pulled aside by a friend and former costar, Amber.

Lee had done the panel all oiled up in nothing but a pair of jeans with some comfortable boxers hidden underneath. When Amber stopped him in front of a young short haired beauty he smirked as he recognized her as one of his new favorite starlets. “My biggest fan? Don’t you mean to say Morgana Silver, meet your biggest fan Lee Stone?” He teased, knowing well who this girl was, she’d become one of his favorite solo artists over the past year.

“The young solo queen. I’m glad to hear we admire each other’s work.” He said with a smirk as he grabbed a nearby white v-neck and pulled it over his rippling chest. “Maybe we could go admire each other a little over some drinks?” He suggested as he eyed her thick, curvy body up and down. They were porn stars, it wasn’t like they weren’t used to being ogled.

 

[TGG]

The time spent being a simple study of how the man worked simply astounded Morgana beyond personal belief. Even when he spoke, she couldn't help but let out only a shaky exhale or chirping giggle. She could have sworn her face was on fire, by the time introductions had been made. After hearing that the man was a fan in reciprocation, it was sudden that the attention be drawn altogether as a mind-blowing experience. There was a truth to never meeting heroes, or people one looked up to, and it was true, at least unfortunately in Lee's case, as Morgana couldn't seem to get any words out. An offer of drinks had been established, to which the short girl could only nod repeatedly and utter a half phrase of jumbled words. "Good... that sounds, err, awesome... fun." The tattooed woman would nervously sputter, as Amber saw it as a cue to take over. "I'm sure she'd like that. I was always telling her to come to these things super calm, but... Even I sometimes get stumped." The blonde pointed out, and walked back over to Morgana with an arm over her shoulders.

"Y-yeah... let's, do that. When?" She'd ask, blatantly confused about what just happened and how. She looked to Amber, who exuded a certain confidence, was already on board for setting the two of them up for their impromptu date. The decision had been made for her, from what she could tell, even though her agreement was abysmal at best. She was still new to the whole interactive portion of the industry despite being a part of it for a year, though was somewhat residual in alertness and, confident now due to her friend. "Why not after this? There's this bar across the way that serves awesome margaritas..." Amber chimed, and nodded at the both of them in assurance. It was Morgana who then thought about it, before canting her head to the side in a form of curious rendition of how that would go. "I guess... but I'm more of a wine person--" She'd try to say, before a couple of women from beside them simply brushed passed, having seen Lee in all his glory and wanted to get a closer look. They'd squeal with excitement and rush about briefly, and snapped a photo of all three of them in an inadvertent photo-selfie.

The sudden flash of interaction left Morgana with a stunned look, and a somewhat awkward knit of the brow as she was recognized and left alone in a moment. "Y-yeah... uhm, we can get drinks." She'd say sheepishly, and adjusted her top a little in order to keep her appearance in check. Ever since her year, and having been signed up with another company altogether, she didn't have much time to simply relax. Unknowing that she had now been contracted through the same agent responsible for Lee's directory and productions. "So... when're you gonna be done Lee?" Amber asked, ready to get the show on the road.

 

[King James]

Lee had been with star struck fans before, but he hadn’t quite seen anything like the way Morgana seemed to stumble over every word. He knew he would need to lighten the mood for her if anything meaningful was going to happen. That’s why when a group of three girls came to pose with him he lived it up for a moment, wrapping his arms around the group and grabbing two handfuls of ass before sending them on their way and turning right back to Morgana with a more serious look. “Fucking groupies...can’t stand them!” He said playfully as he rejoined the conversation.

Amber had suggested a place for margaritas before Morgana told them she was more of a wine person. “Well you heard the girl, Amber. Let’s go get some wine! There’s a place two doors down so you can even grab us a pitcher of margaritas if you’re dying for tequila.

When Amber asked him when he’d be done at the convention he scoffed. “Me? Pft, I can leave anytime now. They like the legends anymore. It’s all about the manbuns now. Let’s get the fuck out of here. I want to hear more of the tale of Morgana Silver, and something tells me I’m still a few glasses of wine away before getting the real story.” He teased with those famous pearly whites on display. “Did you girls need to change first or are we good to head out?”

 

[TGG]

Morgana felt the wave of heat wash over her as the section of interaction was handled in a casual manner from the man himself. Still, the surprising thing about being near him wasn't the fact he apparently acted normal, but the idea he was just a regular guy that loved to give it to women very well. She was still learning this, and it plastered all over her face of how surprised she truly was as he asked about changing. Amber was the first to respond, as she looked down to the somewhat dastardly clad outfit of hers she wore. It consisted of a form-fitting top and skirt, along with knee-high socks and quaint shoes to match.

"Uhm... I actually have a photo-shoot this outfit was meant for, but it seems since they're a no-show, I'll need to change. You two go on ahead, and we'll chop it up with some drinks!" Amber would cheerfully pat the both of them before taking her leave. Morgana was perfectly fine with her yoga pants and crop top, that had been situated in such a way her pert cleavage and chubby midriff covered in ink had been exposed. Despite her flat stomach and work-out efforts, the lap of luxury still had her in its clutches with decadent foods.

"So, uh... lead the way?" Morgana asked nervously, as her sneakers squeaked against the tiled floor that separated the carpet from the rest of the ground. She smiled once more, from the previous setup she fell into upon his comment of getting the "real story" out of the number one ranking new-hire of solo porn. Morgana couldn't help but blush, the bright pink on her tanned cheeks burning bright as she tried her best not to look Lee directly in the eyes for too long. She was sure he had been familiar with her body on camera as much as she was with his, occasionally eyeing his form with those bright gray iris' of hers. "Heard you started directing now... Anything I would have seen?" She asked, and stepped to the side to allow the mountain of a man through the passage way leading to the floor.

 

[King James]

Lee nodded to Amber as she excused herself back to her room to change. “Take your time, we’ll save a spot for you.” He told her as she made her leave. Moments later Morgana gave him the affirmative that she was ready and that he should lead the way.

Rather than truly lead by Walking in front of her, Lee lead by placing his hand on the small of Morgana’s back and ushering her through the narrow gap to the passage that led back to the convention floor. Even with a woman he was truly interested in learning about he couldn’t help but be handsy.

Once out on the convention floor he wrapped his arm around the young, budding starlet and placed his hand firmly on her hip, getting a good hold of some thigh as he led her outside. He held her like this partially because he wanted to and partially to ward off any fangirls. “Oh yeah, I’ve directed a few films now. The newest is Daddy Daughter Getaway.” He told her as they stepped outside of the convention center, the desert heat beaming down on them. “It’s fun but I much prefer acting.”

It only took a few minutes to get to the wine bar, Lee leading her inside to a table fit for four that could accommodate Amber when she returned. He held out Morgana’s seat for her before taking his own as their waitress promptly greeted them. “Yes, three glasses and let’s start with a bottle of Riesling and a bottle of Moscato.”

 

[TGG]

"Haven't seen that one, yet... I don't think." Morgana would nervously admit, and felt a subconscious pang of guilt of not having witnessed yet another possible masterpiece from Lee, as she had just gone through the gauntlet of keeping her cool from being around him. She didn't mind the hands of his on her, partially due to the naivety of hers, coupled by the trust placed onto him as they eventually left the floor, and soon after, the convention stadium. The Vegas brightness and heat reminded the small woman about the crushing presence of their surroundings, as she let out a groaning sigh. "Gawd it's hot...!" Morgana complained as she walked on and was led to the bar, though along the way was more than enough for a man or two to recognize either of them and try to stop them for pictures or autographs. Even when they stepped inside to the bar and took a seat. Such was the way of people whose faces were all over the internet and in peoples' heads.

Morgana sat down in the chair Lee pulled out for her with a smile, and set herself on the surprisingly cushioned seat. Her face showed the welcoming plush, and let out a scoffing chuckle at Mr. Stone's choices of wines to drink. "Well, hitting the ground running, hm? I would have went with a light Rose, or maybe some Zinfandel..." She would explain a little, as the waiter Lee had flagged down returned quickly. She perked up from the interesting swiftness, and watched as the man poured the selections into several glasses. He asked if anyone else would be joining the both of them. Amber came up, and aloud the situation to be handled as the waiter then added two more glasses in a third space out of the four at the table. After it was all said and done, Morgana looked over to Lee with a shaky smile, and pulled one of the glasses of wine from the table.

"So, err... over two-thousand movies? Like, how...?" Morgana would ask with a sip of the Riesling first. The taste on her tongue and the fruity sting on her lips sent her into a brief reflexive jar, and elicited a bigger gulp than anticipated. The young woman was still adjusting to the more, adult wines of life, considering all of her work resided in the States, foreign concepts of things were still an experience for her. "Ugh... that's, the sharpest white I've tasted..." She coughed softly, and wiped her lips with the base of her palm politely. The tattooed hybrid sat quietly as she allowed Lee to explain his career, her eyes never really leaving his body, yet kept the eye contact to a brief pass-over out of respect. That, and his smooth-like dominant presence exuded from him, something that seemed to bring out the beta personality of hers from within.

 

[King James]

Lee’s eyes widened a bit and he smiled as Morgana informed him that she hadn’t seen the newest film he directed. “Really? Oh man, it was solid. You actually look a lot like the daughter in that one, only with a way better body. Maybe you’d be interested in the sequel?” He teases lightly as the waiter set their spot off and fetched their wine, returning promptly to serve them.

Lee chuckled as she called him out for hitting the ground running. “That’s the only way I know how to do things. And hey, that moscato should be light and sweet enough even for a younger palette.” He told her as he raised that glass to his lips, downing it with ease before topping them both off. Being a man of his size he had quite the tolerance and would need a good bit to drink before truly feeling it.

“Two thousand films...yes. But when you think about it over a thirty year career it doesn’t sound like as much. One film a week or so, and you’d have intense sessions where we’d do five in a day at times.” He said as he sipped his second glass a bit slower. “So then, what was it that got you to bare all of that fine body for the camera?” He asked as he made no reservations in stating at her tits at that moment. “I mean, you were obviously meant for this business, but what brought you to it?”

 

[TGG]

Morgana was still feeling the bite of her first sip as Lee spoke, and gave him the undivided attention analogous of a student to a teacher. Which, in her case, it wouldn't be completely out of pocket, as she simply soaked in the casual offer to be in a film with him. The world itself seemed to slow down, as her heart raced beyond what a human could possibly handle in just a mere moment of time, as she felt the breath within her lungs suddenly seized. Her eyes went wide, and her lips parted in a nearly slack gaze in wonderment. "Y-you serious...? Me, But..." She'd gasped softly, not realizing her hand was shaking with anxiousness and caused the wine in her glass to splash about within its confines. She placed the delicate dish back onto the table after taking an uneasy sip, and coughed it down as well.

Morgana blanked as the question from Lee sent her into a small spiral of mental worry, before she spoke up finally. A part of her wanted Amber to simply barge in with her usual routine of sunshine, but that seemed neither here nor there. "Uhh... my family put me through school early. Graduated high school at like, fourteen... They wanted me to go to college too, so I did. But... it got boring after the first year, and being a doctor is sooo wretched. And, a friend of mine told me I could make serious money just by dancing online... Did that, and they told me as long as I don't show my face, it's all good. But then I got the tattoos, and those are super distinguishing, so... with the weird endorsement from those assholes at the modeling agency signing my name over to some porn company... I had to show my face. Dad went back to Japan, and mom... kinda did her own thing with helping animals." Morgana would explain, the side of her life that brought out the subconscious accent of hers. Aside from the biography online that everyone read forwards and backwards, nothing about her education or reasoning for joining the industry had been known, much to the efforts of the less-than-stellar company turned famous solely due to her action on-screen.

"After all that, I signed up with this new spot... Don't really know who owns it yet. I was told he was supposed to show up to the first shoot, and film with me. Like, after all this time, fans are seriously foaming at the mouth for me to do it with somebody AND go for butt-stuff. I don't even know if I'm ready for either of those kinds of things yet." Morgana rambled slightly, and without noticing she had downed both glasses of wine as she explained her story. The tattooed woman sighed afterwards, before looking back to Lee. "Sorry for being a mad chatterbox... I just don't talk about myself a lot."

 

[King James]

Lee had normally been the one to do the talking when it came to what was basically a date, but he found it enthralling that Morgana could lead the conversation once she got a little bit of liquid courage in her system. He didn’t realize she’d basically been roped into porn, or that she was as smart as she was, but he found himself smiling and nodding as he sipped and followed along.

When her accent came out he couldn’t help but chuckle, it was pretty damn cute. “Really, so you got brought in unknowingly at first? It happens to a lot of girls. I know it was probably tough at first but I’m glad it happened, the industry needs more girls like you.” He told her before she started talking about how she signed onto a new spot.

“Wait, really? I know my agency just brought on a new girl. Young, Asian mixed. No fucking way, it’s gotta be you.” He said as he reached under the table and grabbed her thigh pretty high, squeezing it as he joyfully laughed. “I’m gonna pull some strings and make sure I’m the one taking our on-screen anal virginity. Hope you don’t mind, but legends do get to pull some strings every now and then. That ass of yours is going to be a gold mine. Plus, I’d even want it off camera.” He told her as he topped them off again, starting to feel tipsy finally.

 

[TGG]

"I mean... it's paid for so much, that I guess it would help me finish my studies. I switched to the online classes a while ago." Morgana would continue on after Lee said his piece, but wasn't sure how to comprehend the sudden shift in the conversation as the perkiness in his voice alerted her of what he was saying. She looked at him with widening as as she heard him mention that his agency had been relatively close in a situational hire, and that this meant he was involved. Her mouth would slowly open in a blurred, slack expression, as his hand had found the meat of her thigh. She wasn't ready for anything involving anal, at least in her head, but from the simple thought of losing her physical virginity, let alone her backdoor, was a threateningly arousing thought. A fantasy that she wouldn't have even thought to produce, rather than stick to what she knew: dildos and toys.

"Err... what? I mean, that's... okay." Morgana grew flustered, as a deep red blush would appear on her cheekbones in a reveling dryness. It didn't help that the two glasses of wine she drank were starting to cause her to swim in her own head. She didn't have the correlating mind or heart to tell him that aside from the fake penises and toys of sexual nature, her vagina was also holding onto its true virtue, possibly by a thread. No doubt Mr. Stone knew of this as well, along with every other male star that had tossed in their manhood for a chance at her on a set to begin with. It was a daunting thought, considering she had witnessed what on-camera thrashing the many women that partnered up with Lee had gone through. To be the one to accept that, was an honor she couldn't conceive even in a fantasy sense. She was absolutely stunned. "That's... well and good, but, you sure? I-I don't even know if I can--" Her voice was slightly shaky, both from the alcohol and the increasing anxiety of the situation. Most knew about Lee's iconic manhood, and what it did to women.


She perked up a little out of sheer thought, and almost stood were it it not for the barging appearance of Amber, whom restlessly sat at the table in just a moment's notice. "Sorry I'm late you guys...! The foot traffic getting here is fucking crazy... what I miss?" She asked, and grabbed a glass of her own, as she gave Lee and Morgana a look of worry. "Started without me? Oh man... just give me a sec." Amber chuckled, as she silently gulped down what wine she could before he spoke up again.

 

[King James]

Lee continued to massage and gently manhandle Morgana’s meaty thigh beneath the table as she stammered out an answer. She seemed purely star struck and a little scared by his office. He was well aware that she’d never been penetrated by anything with blood flowing through it, but thought that his star power might help his case.

He then couldn’t help but laugh as she doubted her ability to even handle him. “Nonsense, I’ve seen you on toys just about my size. The difference is if I’m inside you that you’ll feel it throbbing and you won’t be in control.” He told her just as Amber made her appearance, flustered from being late and eager to catch up.

“Oh you didn’t miss too much. We’re just getting to know each other.” He said as he released her thigh, giving it one more pat before grabbing hold of his glass and downing some more wine. He needed to keep it up if he was to encourage Morgana to keep drinking. “Well, you may have missed me trying to convince this beauty to give me her on-screen virginity.”

 

[TGG]

The time spent listening to Lee was more or less eye-opening, due to the fact he was so willing to go about taking both of her respective first-time penetrations. On-camera, was only causing the idea to become more attractive as she started to understand the slowly encumbering feeling of the alcohol in her system. Amber didn't make it any easier, as she down one glass quickly before mostly any other words were exchanged. The explanation from Lee to the blonde at the table caused Morgana to blush even harder than before, feeling inadequate to even be apart of the conversation, let alone have it be about her, while she was there. "Oh? That's awesome... having your cherry popped by a living legend is like, one of the best feelings ever. Especially by a guy who knows how to use his manhood. It's like a whole other thing." The woman spoke, as she realized they were already halfway down with the second bottle, as she poured another glass full into one of Morgana's.

The tattooed hybrid watched, and simply snatched the wine from the tabletop in order to indulge in the liquid once more. Mostly to silence herself in possibly saying something stupid, considering she was sitting next to the man whom was undoubtedly already making plans in his head about how he would go about this. Sure, she'd be in capable hands, but the experience, as many others, were said to always be strenuous and painful, regardless of how well prepared one was prior to the shoot. It was a harrowing thought regardless, but the swaying feeling of the warmth in her body and mind started to make her come around.

"W-well... if, if you think it's fine. I, trust you Lee... To do it. But, d-does it really hurt? Or is that just like, a myth or something...?" Morgana would ask worriedly, her brows raised, as the wine slipped her American accent almost completely from her tongue, as her Japanese half made an endearing approach to her speech.

 

[King James]

Lee was beginning to think that this was really going to happen. Sex was a normal part of his life by now, something he needed as much as good or water, but he hadn’t been this excited in a long time. The way Amber spoke only helped his case, helping convince Morgana that it was a good idea.

Lee smiled as Morgana’s Japanese accent came to the forefront again as she seemed hesitant about the pain. “Look, honestly, it shouldn’t be that bad. Even then, it should only hurt for a little while judging by what I’ve seen you take before on camera. Tell her Amber.”

It seemed her own friend would be his best ally in this endeavor. “And if you want, we could do a practice run or two before the cameras roll. Not sure if you want to fuck for the first time on camera or not. Whatever you do want, I want to make sure it’s special for you.” He said as he reached under the table and guided her hand to his bulge just as the waiter came back to the table. “Oh yes, sir. A bottle of Zinfandel, please. Lady’s choice.”

 

[TGG]

All this convincing was starting to open Morgana's ear as even Amber stepped in to pitch her two cents of wisdom in the manner the blonde always understood. The talk of pain wasn't the most flattering, but she was starting to get what the small hybrid was thinking about. "Yeah, like what Lee says, you've straight bounced on the bigger of toys even I can't think to sit on. And that's saying something." Amber would chime, and let out a small chuckle.

Morgana listened as the waiter came back and asked for their next bottle, to which Lee simply stole her thoughts and ordered her wine of choice. Though she wasn't sure as to how and why after a whole of two months of being twenty-one, that she would have thought to be this drunk in such a short time. "I mean... if, you really want to make this s-special... I guess that's enough for a try..." Morgana's tongue would simply switch in between her known speech, and what she thought to say. Amber was quick on the draw as the waiter returned, to pour the drink for her, and let the short haired beauty sip on the wine instead of guzzling it down like they all had been doing. "Sure, hun, Lee's a good guy. He'll do you right." The blonde laughed at the double-entendre, and gave the older man a look of confidence.

The tattooed woman sighed with relief, as the flush of drunkenness settled in, and allowed her to shrug sluggishly. "I... s-sure. The shoot... filming is Friday, r-right?" She asked, and looked to Lee. She set the glass down, to her amazement, having sipped slowly and still downed about half of the glass before putting it down. The rookie signals were flashing red, from her sexual in experience, to the way she was drinking. Though she was still determined to live the life of the industry, as his words rang in her head. She was made for this.

 

[King James]

Lee chuckled as Amber encouraged Morgana by reminding her of her ability to bounce on massive toys that the blonde could barely handle. It was quite the sight for any Vegas onlooker, three porn stars talking the business and sex without a care for what got out. It was natural, it was life.

“Enough for a try? So you are warming up to me!” The muscular beat exclaimed as he gave her thigh a playful slap beneath the table. It seemed he was going to be the lucky one to pop this young starlet’s cherry, possibly her anal cherry too if he was lucky. Their waiter returning with a bottle of Zinfandel only added fuel to the fire, though they all seemed to be slowing in pace.

“Yes, the shoot is Friday, today is Wednesday. So we’ve got two days to get you warmed up. If you’re truly up for a major production.” He encouraged her as he finished what would likely be his last glass at this bar. “Want to come back to my suite so we can talk about this in more detail? You’re welcome to join too, Amber. Especially if you want to be an amateur camerawoman for a night.”

 

[TGG]

Morgana was hopelessly open-minded at this point, a more or less interested viewpoint now seeping into her mind just as much as the wine had. She hummed and nodded, before the registration of his hand on her thigh reminded her of where she was. The thought of what was supposed to go on startled hers slightly however, when Amber scooted closed to the both of them as a result of her ow interest being piqued by Lee's offer. "Suuuure... but I won't be like those annoying cameramen on those shoddy sets that won't shut the fuuuuck up." Amber chuckled, and signaled a turning of the key at the corner of her lip, and pantomimed throwing said key away, as she fished through her purse. "Always have a camcorder on me at all times... Never know when shit goes down, ya'know?" She showed the both of them, as Morgana stifled out a choked up giggle of her own.

"Well... let's g-get going? Or... F-friday. It's not Friday yet." The tattooed woman would point out drunkenly, and lean towards Lee. "You think... I'm ready, but.. I am scared. It's, normal... right?" She'd ask for assurance, her knit brows changing from worry, to a curiously drunk flutter of the eyes. "I'll... wait. Prepare at home... because I'm s-scared." Morgana would say aloud, and close her eyes as she felt the washing feeling of the alcohol get the best of her. Amber sensed the potential issue, before sliding the complimentary glass of water that had been set down towards the Japanese hybrid, and encouraged she at least drink it it even herself out. The small counterpart agreed silently and started sipping on the crisp clear liquid to balance whatever had hit her, as well as her own potential inebriation.

"Tell you what... Lee and I will set you up with instructions... t-to help you get ready for the shoot?" Amber spoke, and slurred a little as she gestured to Lee, and back to Morgana. "Seems fair, r-right? I mean... drunken sex isn't always the best, b-believe me..." She finished, almost spilling a glass as she eyed the room to see a few customers uneasily staring at the three of them.

 

[King James]

Lee laughed at Amber’s joke about typical adult cameramen that just had to get involved in every scene. “I mean, I don’t mind a little play by play, but yeah, I trust you more than the average Joe.” He told her as she fished a camcorder out of her bag, always ready for an unscheduled scene.

As things started to become certain though the fact that they were all currently impaired came up, and that was going to be an issue for all parties involved. “You know, you’re right. We really should prep you better and go into this sober. But we can help you get prepped. And I think the solo queen should be able to get prepped for me better than anyone else.”

“Amber, do you know a good toy store around here? I’m thinking we let Morgan’s prep tonight, handle our first go tomorrow, and then handle our film debut together Friday?” He suggested as the waiter returned with their check before Lee dropped his card, ready to pay for the bill.”

 

[TGG]

The time spent between them was a momentously fun exchange, something that surprised Morgana more than anything else. From meeting the man himself, to suddenly realizing she had signed on for something well within his control. It was a level of shock that she couldn't think to overcome, and hoped secretly that it should be just as pleasant as promised. Aside from the possible pain of being penetrated anally for the first time by an actual person, let alone normally speaking. After all, she hadn't thought of plugging her backside with anything more than an egg, as shown on several of her recent videos out of curiosity, but actually being propositioned by a legend like Lee brought it all around.

Amber hummed aloud as she was asked about the toy store, her eyes inconspicuously rolling in contemplative thought as she shrugged. "I think... uhh, I think there's one on Fremont. I'll, err, go see someone about it. M-meet you back at the hotel in an hour or so...?" She'd explain, and finished with the question as she placed the camcorder back into her bag, just as the waiter came to handle the bill. Morgana blinked a few times before looking onward to her blonde friend, and made sure she got up from the table okay, considering they were all a little drunk to begin with. Something inside the tattooed woman stirred, having now been left alone with Lee for only a minute before she started to silently panic out of embarrassment.

"Uhmm... I, actually, like... took a taxi h-here. Do... d-do you know someone who can take us? My room's suuuuper not ready for company. How about yours? I need to sober up, I-I think..." Morgana spoke through the slurring accent of hers, as she leaned over and rested her face against Lee's shoulder for stability, and attempted to stand from her own seat. I wasn't until the tried and true lesson of being drunk, that being the ultimate inebriation kicking in once the blood started flowing, hit her. She stumbled a little, ass-first into the table behind them, where a couple of people noticed and voiced their concerns before the waiter took the scene in. She wasn't trying to draw attention, but her loud-ish protests and apologizing started to make people aware of her presence now.

 

[King James]

When Morgan’s stumbled into the table behind them Lee was quick to pull her back up. SHe was still young and alcohol obviously had a stronger effect on her than it did him. “I’m sorry, folks, my friend isn’t used to this.” He said as he held her up and went to his wallet, handing them a $100 bill for the trouble.

With that taken care if he led Morgana outside and hailed a cab. “Let’s go back to my hotel room for a bit and let you sober up. This is my bad, I didn’t realize it would hit you so hard.”

A few minutes later they were climbing into the back of a cab together, Amber having gone her separate way. “To The Palazzo.” He let the man know as he and Morgana shared the backseat, wrapping his large arm around her and letting her lean into him.

 

[TGG]

The staggering Morgana jollied out alongside Lee as she was directed from the bar and onto the street, where the heat and complaint-worthy groups surrounded them on the way to the street-side taxis. With Amber absent and on a mission to find fresh toys, it was a wonder that the three of them weren't already friends. Then again, anything involving her pornstar hero and fun, went hand in hand. Though it was clear she didn't possess the right head-space for decision making, she followed along and did her best to sober up on her own.

As the cab pulled up, and swooned aloud as Lee opened the door for her, did Morgana clamber inside, onto her hands and knees in order to get on the proper side. There wasn't much to the thought as she climbed about, her yoga pants having been thin enough to reveal the material surrounding her perfect glutes and thick thighs perfectly, along with the thong of hers that was hidden until now. She sat down and beckoned for Lee, despite the fact he was already in with her and let her lean against him during the ride.

The tattooed hybrid hummed aloud, and wrapped her arms around Stone's torso as best she could in an appreciative hug, and nuzzled his shoulder a little with a wide smile on her mixed features. "So fun..... so fun. Thanks for taking me hoooome..." Morgana spoke, with a chuckling hiccup, already having forgotten she had asked to stay at his hotel, all the while her actual home back in California was a ways off. Soon enough they'd arrive at their destination, with Morgana begging to be carried, for fear of walking and stumbling onto herself in an effort to make it to whatever hotel room he was staying in. The world began spinning, much to her dismay, as she began to speak up in Japanese in order to fight the drunkenness that attacked her.

 

[King James]

“Whatever you say, gorgeous.” He responded as she thanked him for taking her home, figuring it wouldn’t worth it to remind her they were headed to his hotel suite. And then she started speaking Japanese in the back of the cab and he couldn’t help but laugh at how crazy the day had gone.

As the cabbie drove Lee’s hand moved down to cup Morgana’s plump ass, holding it like he owned it and her by proxy. It truly was the best ass he’d ever held.

Once they arrived back at The Palazzo Lee tipped their cabbie before helping Morgana out and scooping her up into his arms, one hand on her shoulder and the other under her knees as he carried her through the lobby and to the elevators. A few moments later they were up on the 32nd and top floor walking into his suite, complete with lavish furniture, a large balcony and a jacuzzi inside. “Still hanging in there, Morgana?”

 

[TGG]

The swimmingly dizzying feel of intoxication was something beyond Morgana's control, though she figured the best way to handle it was to simply flow with it. That is, until water was brought to her attention in order to hydrate herself properly to deal with the effects. She reveled in the floating sensation that came with being picked up, before the ideal environment was thrown into play, where the suite proved to be something out of a stylish movie, rather than a place for someone to actually live in. She'd lazily scan over Lee's room, before nodding softly to his question of hanging on. It wasn't everyday someone became just as easy to help her get drunk, and still provide necessary help to keep her together. "You're sooo strong... d-do I weigh anything?" She'd drunkenly ask, and held onto him as she bounced a little to test her weight against his arms.

As they were given the privacy that the public couldn't offer, Morgana simply held onto Lee for a moment, until she gestured for him to let her down. "Gotta go.... gotta goo...!" She'd huff about, her legs unsteady as she searched around for the bathroom, and beelined for it without much of a second thought. Several glasses of wine weren't the ideal drink when it came to the consequence of a full bladder, something the tattooed hybrid had to handle before things got too out of hand. She closed the door behind her, and settled in as best she could before the journey of relieving herself of so much liquid began, leaving Lee to himself for the moment.

 

[King James]

As Morgana rested his strength he laughed lightly, seeing her tits bounce with her body as he held her without any issue. “You’re light as a feather to me, Morgana. I could carry you on a marathon.” He told her as his cock began to harden from all her bouncing.

When she mentioned that she needed to go he let her carefully out of his arms before ushering her toward the bathroom. It wasn’t hard for her to find and he allowed her some privacy once the door was closed.

As he waited for her to take care of herself he decided he’d have some fun with her and relieve some of the tenseness in his muscles. He would strip naked before stepping into the jacuzzi by the window, his thick cock just beneath the crest of the water.

 

[TGG]

Morgana felt the rush of alcohol set its way through her system as she finished up and left the bathroom after a few minutes of concentrated sobering up, and staggered her way back into the main area of the room. She saw Lee's clothes on the floor, and was sent into a small panic, which caused her to scan around the suite with worried eyes, just before catching sight of him in the jacuzzi several feet away. An expression of relief washed over the short woman's features as she walked over, or at least tried her best to walk in a straight line as she approached the edge of the tub, and waved at Lee. It was far too late to do that, but she wasn't necessarily the best judge of character at the moment.

"Getting all steamy and warm, huh? I dig it... S-stay there, hold on." She'd say, and back up away from the jacuzzi, and proceeded to kick off her sneakers. She eventually got down to her bare skin, and chuckled to herself as she slumped over to the stairs leading into the small pool of hot water, and revealed to Lee, the tatted up curves and perfectly natural body of hers just before dipping into a seated position beside him. The jets made it feel way more wonderful than what they usually provided, but Morgana was just sure it was the wine. She hummed aloud and tilted her head back, as she soaked in the high-temperature degrees with ease.