EroticReverie

I wouldn't say I was a porn star exactly.  I was paid for sex, paid to have people watch me have it. Yet, you would never find videos of me online.  I was one of the many women and men that Merrick Haus "employed" as entertainment. 

Whether in his kink clubs, or private parties for him and his rich friends, or loaned out to his friends or contacts for their own events and parties. Merrick was essentially our pimp. But we were under contract to only fuck each other, that way we stayed clean. Tested weekly, along with whatever boyfriends/girlfriends we had, although a lot of us didn't really have time for it. 

We were constantly "working" , except for those of us that bled once a month. Merrick didn't allow us to work while on our periods. Since work was constant , it was hard to find anyone willing to date a girl that fucked multiple men and women. some guys thought they were into it a few times, but their insecurities about other men fucking me and how they compared, eventually ran them off. 

Merrick paid us well, and the only rules he made for us were to not fuck guests. Along with the rule for us, he had an unspoken rule for himself to not fuck any of us. 

I'd been working with Merrick for a little under a year. Most workers don't go beyond two years. Because, A, they dont really need to if theyre managing the money they make with Merrick right. And B, Merrick understand the need for new meat, and that people tire of the same thing constantly.  

Tonight's even is formal, women in sleek evening gowns, and men in tux's , but us girls working for Merrick, float around in romantic chiffon dresses. By romantic, I mean that the sheer, transparent fabric flows around our feet. Each of our dresses the same, but a different color. 

The dresses we were are entirely transparent, and the best the dress gets at being modest, is that in the very front, down the middle there is extra chiffon, that hides our cunts. 

Each dress has a chiffon haltered top, that dips down below our navels, where the dress turns into a wispy, flowing skirt that brushes the floor. 

No statement jewelry is allowed, so I wear the simple delicate thin gold chain around my neck, that hangs a small, moon crescent  between my breasts. 

Most of the girls are in bright chiffons, or pastels, but as always, Merrick has given me black. And I don't mind at all. It goes with my black hair, and I know Merrick enjoys the darker aesthetic on me. 

Tonight I wear a deep red lipstick for him, because I don't miss the way his eyes tend to linger on my mouth when I wear red lipstick, especially the darker ones. It's my subtle way of flirting with him, my subtle way of earning his attention at the events. 

The thing with Merrick is, that he doesn't hang out with us, he doesn't invite us to his house, unless it's to work for him. He's very strict about business and pleasure mixing, even though his business is pleasure. 

Merrick own an array of adult night clubs , a few here in the city, a few elsewhere in other states. He does own a porn studio, but his "Live Show" employees, don't get to go into porn. At least not with him. Which is fine with me, because the idea of people I know seeing me fuck. Is a bit weird. Strangers on the other hand? I don't give two fucks. 

Tonight's even is large though, and there's more people here than I've ever seen for one of the lives. We were told it would be large, and in the expanse of his massive property, we mingle under large connected tents, each tent with a large round bed in the center, currently blocked off by velvet ropes. Each tent will have it's own pairing. Tonight I'm doing a girl on girl live with Soraya, who is one of my favorites to paired with. We have great sexual chemistry, and we're friends outside of this.  Tonight she wears a bright red chiffon dress and she looks stunning, and I honestly can't wait to play with her. 

I'm talking with a group of gentlemen, mingling as we're told to before shows. Letting my hand's gently touch arms of the men and women that I speak with and then I see him from the side of my eye, turning my head, my long waves falling over my shoulder. 

It's truly a shame that Merrick Haus does not dip his pen in the company ink as some would say.  He's 6'2", with light brown skin and green eyes, with his hair kept short, and a impeccably groomed short beard. He had broad shoulder, and part of me always wondered if her ever was into sports before getting into the family business. 

Yes, the family business was porn, and adult bars, stores and shops. It was Merrick who gave his father the idea to start the lives. Apparently he gave him the idea when he was only 15. I shake my head at the thought as I look at him, watching him from across the tent, my barefeet on the floors set up in the tents over the grass. 

He smiles and greets the group of women standing beside him, along with Lola, one of the girls, giving her a simple nod and smile. Then continuing to talk to the women and a few men that walk up. 

His presence always makes my heart beat a little faster, especially the heartbeat between my legs. God he's handsome. Again, a downright shame he doesn't play with his employees, because I know for a fact every girl, as well as most of the guys, would love a night with Merrick. 

I'm not an idiot, or maybe I am, I try to tell myself I imagine the tension that I have with Merrick, and I usually talk myself out of believing it, but then he lifts those damn eyes , catching my own and I see the corner of his mouth lift, and I feel my pussy start to let me know she likes what we see. 

I bit the inside of my lip, and watch his eyes moves down ever so slightly to my mouth. The corner of his mouth lowers and he gives a long slow lick of his lips and I swear the man could get me off with just the looks he gives me. If he ever stared long enough. 

a breath escapes once he turns his gaze from me, giving attention back to the party of people around him. I feel my entire body buzz with a heat that I feel everywhere, especially pooling low in my belly. 

"Easy girl" I hear a voice beside my ear. I turn to Trey, another one of my favorites and I smile. 

"You two really aint fucked?" he whispers. 

I laugh. "God, you know I wish." I say and he laughs. 

"You and I both." he licks his own lips as we both look back over to Merrick.

"What cant he ever just join in, you KNOW it's big" Trey says quietly. 

"Yes....yes I do know." I say thinking of all the times I've seen the bulge that is so fucking apparent in his pants, during parties, hanging down his fucking leg even when it soft.

"A baby arm" Trey whispers and I giggle.

"Horse dick" he whispers and I lift my hand and gently swat his chest with the back of it. 

"Who are you with tonight?" I ask changing the subject. 

"Jack and Elise" he says.  "You?" 

"Soraya" I say happily and he smiles. 

"Dang can I trade?" he asks and I shake my head. "mmmnope" 

"When are you two just gonna make it official?" Trey asks. I laugh. 

Everyone always suggests me and Soraya become a couple. Because we get along well, and have that hot chemistry. But both of us know, we're good as friends. Great as friends, and she knows my obsession with Merrick. How bad I have it for him. Even if he IS untouchable.

"We're just friends and you know it" I say and Trey laughs. 

"what time is it?" I ask as he looks down at his Rolex that Merrick gave him for christmas. All the guys got Rolex's all the girls got a designer dress and bag. 

I would never tell Merrick, but I exchanged my dress and bag for cash, and used it to save up for the house I want to get when I'm done working for him. 

Right now, we all lived in a small apartment complex, owned by, you guessed it, Merrick. We didnt HAVE to live there, but it was free to, so who was going to say no to free housing?

"Luna, darling" a female voice comes from my other side and I turn to see Marrianne, one of the guests, she's a beautiful older woman, probably in her early sixties, and a big, big fan of watching me.  Marrianne sends me gifts, only after Merrick approves of them. They're just pieces of jewelry, and she begs me to come stay with her. Marianne is sweet, but a bit old for my tastes, and I hate it, because she adores me, and I very much like being adored. 

She grabs both of my hands. 

"Oh you look stunning, absolutely stunning, my beautiful girl." she says and I smile. 

" MY beautiful girl." a correction comes from behind me and I swing my head towards his voice, those damn lips and eyes, so close, his scent crawling over me, making me weak. 

"yes, yes, yours, but also ours....we adore our Luna" she says and pulls me into a hug, my head turning back to her and I hug her.

"stunning as always darling" she says into my ear. 

"I have a present for you later" she says and I smile pulling away with a nod. 

Even though guests weren't allowed to fuck us, it didn't stop them from buttering us up for when we "retired" from being with Merrick. 

"So many suitors Luna" Merrick says, making me turn again and Trey smirks and walks away leaving me with him, just us, standing there, everyone else parting ways to new groups.

I shrug. "What can I say, they adore me, and who can blame them?" I kid as I toss my hair over my shoulder. 

Merrick smiles when I look back at him. 

"Yes, you're quite easy to adore, arent you?" he asks and I blink and think I feel myself blush. God Merrick doesn't want you! I scream to myself. Why would he want one of his "Whores" when he's rich, and fucking beautiful and could have literally anyone in the world. 

"Thank you?" I ask, unsure as I cock my head, his smile grows, but still no teeth showing. 

"You're welcome Luna" he says and his hand lifts, his knuckles brushing between my breasts, over my skin as he gently picks up the crescent moon charm on my necklace. 

He knows just what he's doing, and god, it's so evil. I hate him, god do I hate him. 

"I too have a present for you later Luna." he says quietly, and gently places the necklace back on my breast bone. His eyes looking at my breasts now, skimming them side to side through the chiffon fabric and they tighten under his gaze and he smirks, watching them react to his gaze. 

"you...you do?" I ask, stammering like an idiot. and he grins and nods. 

"I do." he says and I feel my heart beat faster. Fuck, Fuck. Fuck, was he flirting with me, or was I delusional? 

"You ready to give me a good show Luna?" he asks tilting his head and I nod. 

"y-yes" I say and he grins. 

"good" he says quietly. Reaching up and brushing my hair back over my shoulder and I swallow hard. 

"I've been waiting to watch you all day."