Serena Page - Popstar Whore Pt. 04

Despite a successful pitch meeting with Serena, Elisha was again having trouble developing her design ideas further. In the heat of the moment showing off her new "fashion" concepts to Serena felt amazing. But in reality how would such a look work for Serena's new album? There's no way Serena could actually wear nothing but cum, even if just for a few select music videos. She was the biggest popstar in the world there's no way she could do something like that. It was too slutty, too out there, she'd basically be doing porn.

But with no other ideas on the table, Elisha got to work developing the cum stained design that Serena had been so enthusiastic about. She developed sketches of racy bikinis and body suits which looked transparent with only small cum shaped splotches covering the essential areas. She designed a series of posters and promotional material where the white creamy material was used to accent or embellish the typography and the background textures. And she put together some example outfits using the large array of materials available from her fashion design supply cupboard (although it was more like a small warehouse than a cupboard).

She'd tentatively asked one of her best fashion models whether they'd pose in some of the new "outfits" to show off the final look for the next design meeting with Serena. For this, Sara was the perfect choice, slim, tall, sexy, and she brought a fierce energy in front of the camera which captivated audiences. Elisha knew a photoshoot with her would be stunning and was her best chance at pushing the project with Serena forward. Unfortunately she'd hit a roadblock.

"I'm sorry Elisha but I can't wear something like that, it could wreck my career. I'd basically be naked up there. Who is this even for anyway?"

Elisha knowing she was under an NDA and also knowing the level of scrutiny she could face if she so much as mentioned it was for a famous client quickly deflected the question.

"Oh well.. actually... this is more of a personal project."

Sara, looked back wide eyed at Elisha at this omission.

"Wow... well ok, that is not what I expected you to say. So what's the plan for all this? Is this something a boyfriend put you up to?"

Sara had given her an out, she could say it was just a fun side project for her and her non-existent boyfriend. But something stirred in Elisha, and plus she didn't like lying. Not when she could tell half of the truth at least.

"No, actually, it's something I've been exploring for myself. I guess... I guess I kinda like wearing stuff like this. Or at least imagining myself wearing stuff like this."

Elisha looked down and to the side in embarrassment, hiding behind two thin locks of hair which had fallen across her face. There was a pregnant pause as Elisha's words hung in the air between the two women. Elisha and Sara weren't exactly close friends but they had worked together for many years and this was very out of character for Elisha. She was always so prim and proper most of the time.

"I didn't realise you had that side to you. That's kinda awesome though. So what, are you gonna wear this type of outfit outside then?"

"I don't know, to be honest I didn't really think that far ahead. I just wanted to make some cool designs and see where things went. Sorry I shouldn't have dragged you into it. It's stupid"

Elisha's cheeks were burning red now as the embarrassment coursed through her. It was odd, she hadn't felt like this when she had "performed" for Serena. But that was different she reasoned. In that situation she was fighting for her job and her client, and plus she'd known Serena would (most likely) be on board. But despite her embarrassment Elisha also felt something else rising up inside her, something primal from deep within.

"That's ok," Sara returned "You're not stupid to want to explore yourself, just maybe lead with that next time instead of making me think this was for a client. So anyway what's up with these designs? What's the theme here, I know what you're like, you always have a theme?"

Elisha was bright red now as she quietly muttered the single word.

"Cum."

"What? What was that?" Sara questioned.

"The theme is cum, and only cum" Elisha said bashfully.

Another awkward silence between the two women. Elisha couldn't believe she was talking about this with her work colleague, she'd hoped Sara would just pose in the outfits no questions asked. That's what normally happened with her fashion models. Although in the back of her head she knew this wasn't the case. A part of her knew she was only rationalising the situation. Deep down Elisha knew this conversation could have only unfolded in one way, and yet she'd continued anyway.

"That's bold." Sara's brow furrowed as she thought for a moment.

"But why create outfits when you could just go for the real thing?"

Elisha was shocked, she'd expected disgust from Sara and yet she seemed more intrigued than anything. In any case Elisha felt slightly less embarrassed, but as the redness slowly began to fade from her face the deep primal heat within her was only rising.

"Well I guess, so I can go outside without getting arrested."

"HA!!, so you do want to go outside wearing these outfits. I knew it. God that's so slutty, I love it."

"You do?" Elisha nervously asked.

"Of course, I mean it's probably not professional to say but you'd look great wandering round in these. You'd look even better wearing the real thing to be honest."

"You really think so?" Elisha asked "I mean this stuff doesn't disgust you?"

"Absolutely not, I think it's really hot. I mean I could never do something like that but seeing other people confident enough to be that slutty is amazing. So, is this your first foray into this kinda thing? Just starting out with some outfits?"

Elisha again knew should could back out of this conversation but the deep primal heat had now migrated to her pussy and she could feel the beginnings of wetness in her panties.

"No, it's not my first foray. I've already worn the proper outfit."

Elisha knew there was no going back now, Sara had crossed the Rubicon into her own private world.

"Does that mean what I think it means?" asked Sara.

"I wore a load of cum and got fucked on camera." Elisha blurted out.

She'd expected this conversation to lean into more adult topics but she'd not expected to tell Sara about the pitch meeting with Serena.

"Fuck Elisha. That's really hot. So like, are you some sort of secret pornstar now?"

"No, no, it's nothing like that it was just a bit of fun is all."

It was unmistakable now, Elisha was wet.

"Can I see it?

"What?" gasped Elisha.

"Can I see the video? You said you recorded it right?"

"I mean. We're at work, I don't know whether we should."

Elisha knew that was a paltry excuse at this point but it was nice to have some deniability.

"Come on," Sara teased "I know you want me to see it, you wouldn't have brought all this up otherwise. Plus it's the end of the day, everyone else has left."

Elisha knew she was cornered, but she welcomed it. It was less akin to being trapped in a corner than it was occupying a comfy corner office. Elisha had merely let Sara corner her at a time and place of her choosing despite her inner dialogue wrestling to deny it. Deep down Elisha's inner child was jumping up and down in excitement at the prospect of showing herself off once again.

"Ok," said Elisha.

"What?"

"I'll show you the video."

Sara gave a wry smile at Elisha, who, for the first time, gazed directly back at her. At the beginning of the conversation Elisha had looked bashful and embarrassed but that had now disappeared. A different Elisha had now begun to take over and Sara was met with eyes wide with lust and longing. The somewhat sudden change in her bosses demeanour was alarming but in the best possible way. Sara could feel Elisha's gaze pierce through her and as she imagined what lay in wait for her in the coming minutes her pussy too, began to moisten.

Elisha led Sara to a small workshop backroom. Usually the models would never come back to this area of the building. They were destined for the catwalk practise area or the photo studio, not the messy assortment of benches, sewing machines and mannequins where the minutiae of every garment were created. It was here in this empty backroom "office" where Sara was led behind a large Apple Macintosh display. Elisha quickly typed in her login details and navigated to a folder on the desktop labelled Project S. A series of files appeared but Elisha was only looking for one. She found the large HD video file and double clicked. A bright empty attic space appeared on the screen in crisp 4K.

"What's this," asked Sara "It's just an empty room?"

"Just wait," Elisha smirked "You'll see."

A moment later Sara gasped as she watched Elisha emerge from behind the makeshift backstage.

"You're naked!!!" Sara said in shock.

"I mean, that's not completely true," Elisha mused.

As Sara looked again at the exposed Elisha on the screen she gasped again.

"Oh my god, you're wearing cum."

Elisha was now practically pulsing with excitement, her cunt was soaked and her nipples hard. There was an electricity coursing through her body as she watched her own debasement play out in real time on the screen in front of her.

"Damn, I said you'd look good in that 'outfit'. Guess I was right" mumbled Sara.

It was clear Sara was trying to hide her own arousal, her breath had caught in her throat as she'd complimented Elisha and she now stood transfixed by the video on the screen. Her chest had begun to heave as her breathing deepened and her skin flushed red around her neck.

"God, I wish I had your confidence," Sara said in a breathy manner. She'd spoken abstractly, trance like, as if to no-one, her eyes never leaving the screen and the video. Elisha had quietly retreated back from the computer as Sara looked on and she was now behind and off to one side up against a workbench. The electricity in her body was becoming too much for her to handle. Seeing her debauchery in all its glory as a mesmerised Sara watched was impeding her 'better' judgement. Elisha's hands quickly found her breasts as she let go of any pretence of modesty. She was slutty Elisha now and there was no going back, at least not for the moment.

On the video Elisha had just stepped behind the makeshift stage again. Sara was a little disappointed but still kept her eyes glued to the screen, hoping, wishing for something else to happen. She was soon rewarded as video Elisha once again emerged wearing even more cum on her face and chest.

"God damn girl, you're so fucking hot." Sara muttered once more, her mouth agape.

Sara too was starting to lose control of herself, although outwardly she tried to maintain a somewhat professional exterior. Internally though she was screaming with excitement as she watched her boss parade around in the nude wearing four loads of cum as a bodysuit. It was almost like watching a different Elisa to the one she knew. Despite being fully naked and drenched in jizz this Elisha looked completely at home in her surroundings as if she'd just arrived for a normal day of work. The casualness of her nudity and sexuality was disarming and alluring and only turned Sara on more.

Real world Elisha had now finished touching her chest and let a stray hand migrate its way under her skirt and onto her sex. She could feel her own juices through her panties as she began to gently rub her clit. There was still time to turn back she thought, she could turn the video off and send Sara on her way. But just as this thought manifested the Elisha on the video led the two men out from behind the makeshift backstage curtain. Seeing herself naked on the video was one thing but now as she watched her former self, slide down onto a hard cock, Elisha knew there was no turning back (if there ever was before).

The Elisha on the video was riding reverse cowgirl facing the camera, she'd picked this position to start because she'd wanted to show off as much of herself as possible. And now on the video it was clear this strategy had succeeded as every detail of Elisha's wet cunt was displayed in stunning 4K. She could see every part of herself as the man's hard cock drove inside her as she fucked, his pre-cum and her juices mixing together on camera.

Sara couldn't quite believe what she was seeing but she loved it nonetheless. It was so explicit, so pornographic, she couldn't help but be impressed. Here was a woman who loved sex and wasn't ashamed to show it, she secretly wished it could be her on the video getting railed like there was no tomorrow. When Elisha had first mentioned having a kinky side she'd imagined some nudie pictures, maybe some light public streaking. She could never have foreseen a performance with this level of exhibitionism and quality. If Sara didn't know it was her boss bouncing up and down on a hard cock she could have easily mistaken it for one of the many HD porn videos she frequented.

As the Elisha on the video continued to fuck, real world Elisha could take no more. The primal excitement deep inside her burst through the dam of her inhibitions. She quietly and quickly slipped off her skirt, panties and shoes and then pulled her t-shirt and bra off as well. Sitting naked, legs spread wide on the workbench Elisha didn't care anymore. She didn't care who saw her, in fact she wanted to be seen. She wanted Sara to turn around and watch her as she fucked herself silly. She wanted to be paraded around nude like the whore she knew she was and most of all she craved the feeling of warm cum on her skin and in her pussy.

"The underwear section of the wardrobe is very special, It's reserved for particularly sexy occasions"

The Elisha on the video had spread her legs wide showing off the fresh cum as it oozed out of her pussy.

"You took a creampie!!!" Sara shouted in amazement "God, that's so fucking hot. That cum dripping out of you is the hottest set of 'panties' I've ever seen someone wear."

Sara chuckled and briefly turned her head to look at Elisha. She was surprised to be met with a slender nude figure sat on the edge of the work bench. There was again silence between the two women, broken only by an intense lustful gaze from Elisha as she continued to pump her fingers inside both her warm holes. This was the same Elisha from the video. Gone was the composed businesswoman she once knew, now replaced by a feral sexual goddess with seemingly no boundaries or shame.

Sara briefly considered turning off the video and scolding Elisha for her behaviour but her own lust and excitement got in the way. They were already way past sensible work boundaries and were now in uncharted territory. And besides it was undeniable how hot it was to see Elisha's flesh in the flesh, so to speak. Particularly since it was so obvious Elisha was getting off on being watched.

"Do you like watching me fuck myself?" Elisha moaned.

"Yes."

"Do you like seeing all my holes spread wide for you?"

"Yes."

"Do you like how much of a slut I am?"

"Yes."

"I love being such a slut, what else do you want me to do?"

Sara was stumped with the last question, but Elisha continued on anyway.

"Would you like to see me ride?"

Sara had barely anytime to respond before Elisha reached down into a drawer and brought forth a large suction dildo and a small pot of lube. There was no direct answer from Sara but it was clear by the way she bit her lip whilst eyeing the plastic cock that the answer was a yes. A fuck yes.

Smiling, Elisha quickly lubed the dildo, stuck the suction end to the workbench and then climbed up positioning her warm wet snatch above its girth.

"I wish this was a real dick." Elisha complained as she dropped down onto the rigid pole taking its full length inside of her.

Sara, now over the initial shock of seeing her boss nude in person, began to enjoy the new presentation in front of her as Elisha began to buck her hips and ride like the pro she was quickly becoming.

"God, I love how wet you are," Sara stammered "Are you not embarrassed to be doing this in front of me?"

"No.... I love this.... I want everyone.... to see how much... of a... slut I am" Elisha panted between moaning and bouncing on the dildo.

"Maybe you are a secret pornstar after all," quipped Sara.

"I've always loved... sex... but showing... myself... off just... feels... extra amazing."

Despite the strangeness of the situation Sara was still getting wetter as she watched her boss bounce up and down on the dildo. As Elisha spread her legs Sara could again see the white creamy mass of Elisha's juices on the plastic dick. Elisha didn't seem to care though, if anything showing off her wetness, her cream, just turned her on even more. Sara was now flustered, and hot, and wet, and frustrated. She was almost jealous that her boss was going to get off and she wasn't. Feeling bolder and somewhat annoyed at her own lack of sexual release Sara continued.

"I can't believe my boss is such a filthy whore. You don't belong in the fashion industry, you should be on a pornset getting fucked where everyone can see how much of a slut you are."

Sara almost couldn't believe the words that had left her mouth. She was almost about to apologise for the outburst before she heard Elisha moan louder than before and take the dildo as deep into her pussy as she could. Taking this a positive sign she continued.

"I bet you'd love it if all your friends, all your co-workers, all your family could see you now. You don't deserve to wear clothes, a girl like you should always be on display. Everyone should always be able to get a good look at your holes and how you like to fill them."

Elisha's back arched and toes curled as she came. Her orgasm rocked through her and as she shook in lustful bliss, the workbench rattled and wobbled beneath her. Time seemed to disappear as the edges of her vision turned black before the space inside the workspace returned to colour and reality.

She'd really done that, she'd really shown Sara her sex tape and then she'd got naked and ridden a dildo in the office (admittedly a back office but still). Elisha fully expected thoughts of shame and embarrassment to rush back in now that the peak of her bliss had been summitted. But they didn't, instead a comfortable warmth spread throughout her body as she slowly lifted herself off the dildo. She was still fully naked and exposed but she made no effort to cover herself or hide her sex from view. Instead she lazily licked her wet fingers whilst looking at Sara.

"So did you like the show?"

In an unexpected moment of foolishness or bravery Sara lifted the front of her skirt showing off her soaked panties underneath.

"Haha, I guess that's a yes," Elisha remarked.

Sara quickly dropped the front of her skirt in embarrassment and awkwardly shifted her feet.

"Don't be shy, you have a lovely body, I've seen the swimsuit line you shot."

"I know it's just weird is all," Sara said shyly.

"You know what I think? I think you're super turned on and would like nothing more than to cum right now. Am I right?"

This 'new' Elisha was very disarming and to the point. It was true Sara was extremely turned on and desperately wanted release.

"Yeah, I mean, watching you was pretty hot to be honest. But maybe we should call it a day." Sara said as her voice trailed off.

Elisha, still naked, hopped off the workbench and moved in close to Sara.

"If that's what you want then by all means, but... "

Elisha let her hands slowly drift over the front of Sara's skirt, brushing against her covered but throbbing clit. Sara's lips trembled and she tilted her head back in unconstrained delight. Taking that as a positive sign Elisha waited till Sara's head returned before planting a gentle kiss on her lips. She expected her to pull away, to end the impromptu tryst as suddenly as it had begun. But she was pleasantly surprised as Sara kissed her back and with more force and passion than she could ever have predicted.

As Sara's lips locked around Elisha's and their tongues began to dance in one another's mouths, Elisha slowly slipped a hand up Sara's skirt. Her wetness was immediately apparent and Elisha wasted no time in beginning to rub Sara's clit through her panties.

Sara's chest heaved and she moaned with pleasure as Elisha's hands expertly danced across her pussy. There was still time to turn back Sara thought, still time to deny where this was going. As she tried to cling to that thought Elisha tugged her panties to the side and slipped two fingers inside her sopping wet welcoming cunt.

"Oh.... fuck,"

Sara moaned as she bit her lip and bucked. She kissed Elisha even harder as the fingers gently curled inside her, consistently and gently caressing her g-spot and making her squirm.

"Ok... fuck it!!!" Sara exclaimed.

She pushed Elisha away as she stepped back and dropped her soaked panties to the floor. Soon after followed her skirt, shoes, blouse, t-shirt and bra. Sara now stood fully nude in the workshop, her glistening wet cunt on full display.

"I want you to fuck me," Sara moaned "And I want you to film it."

Elisha began setting up her computers webcam and also dragged out the 4K camera from its hiding place in the corner. It was still attached to the tripod so she simply repositioned it.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Elisha asked.

"No, but you do, and seeing you fuck on camera was really hot. I kinda want to see you fuck a girl now, even if that's me."

There was nothing more to discuss apart from how best to capture their debauchery as Elisha hit record on both cameras. She motioned for Sara to lie down on the workbench with her legs spread wide, the 4K camera capturing the fullness of her holes as the webcam picked up a profile view. Sara's cunt was slick and creamy as Elisha eagerly dove down with her tongue to lap up her juices.

"God, I'm such a whore," Sara moaned.

"Yeah you don't deserve to wear clothes," Elisha joked.

Sara pouted, then quickly relented as she gave in to her pleasure. She didn't care this was being recorded, in that moment she just wanted to get fucked. It was weird though, knowing she was on display showing every part of herself was also an incredible turn on. She started to think Elisha may be onto something with her exhibitionism. With this thought in mind and the rampant lust still driving her thoughts she looked down at Elisha, her head still between her legs.

"69?"

Elisha didn't need to be told twice. But before assuming the position she wheeled over large mirror. The tailors often used these mirrors to check the fits of different fashion outfits. It was useful to be able to glance in the mirror and see the full body of the person or mannequin being fitted so small adjustments could be made to the garments. Elisha had a different plan in mind when it came to observing a 'full body' though.

Elisha climbed atop the naked Sara who was still lying on her back on the workbench. She positioning her pussy above Sara's eagerly awaiting face and stared down the barrel of the main camera. With the mirror behind the both of them the camera could now capture her face eating Sara's pussy and in the reflection it would record her pussy being eaten by Sara. With the webcam still capturing a side view it was a 69 which left nothing to the imagination as both women's vaginas were spread wide for all to see as they began to devour one another.

"mmm... you taste amazing," Sara moaned.

"So do you... how does it... feel... knowing you're on display... nothing... nothing... of you... is... hidden. You're... you're... mmm... such a... fucking... whore." Elisha gasped between mouthfuls of Sara.

It was surprising but Elisha's words only spurred Sara on. It was odd to feel so turned on by the thought of total exposure, to know her entire body was on display for the camera. What would it feel like to show the video to someone else just as Elisa had done earlier? What would it feel like to spread herself wide in front of a live audience as she rode a cock? Was she deep down a slutty exhibitionist too? All Sara knew was that she'd never felt more turned on in her life and she wanted more.

"I... I... I need the dildo," Sara panted.

Elisha smiled as she climbed off Sara and pulled out a second dildo from her desk drawer. Surprised, Sara blushed as she realised she would have happily ridden on Elisha's despite it still being slick with her juices. As Sara eyed the new instrument, Elisha, without hesitation, stuck both dildos down onto the workbench and climbed up into position.

"Wait. The camera," Sara said in slight panic.

"What do you mean?"

"It's off to one side, it's not going to capture everything."

"And here's me thinking I was the slut." Elisha retorted whilst smiling.

Sara expected herself to feel shame but the fire in her pussy only grew hotter as Elisha repositioned the cameras directly in front of the two women. She'd barely had time to move the camera into view before Sara plunged her eager hole down onto the plastic penis taking it deep inside her. Elisha quickly joined her and soon both women were riding in front of the camera, their tits bouncing and cunts on display.

"God I love this," Sara stammered. "I can't wait to watch this video back"

"We should post it online, then everyone can see what utter sluts we both are."

Sara's hips bucked as her ecstasy grew. Hearing Elisha regale the ways she would expose her only turned her on more. Elisha sensing this continued.

"I bet the video would get a lot of views. I can see the title now: Semi-famous model fucks like a whore."

Sara moaned again.

"Or maybe from the tabloids: model slut Sara shows salacious slit,"

Sara was close, she could feel her pussy clench around the hard plastic cock she eagerly still rode.

"Or what about something simple: model Sara ruined with gangbang,"

Sara imagined herself fucking a gang of men. She imagined their toned sweaty bodies close against her own as she took multiple cocks at the same time, in her mouth, in her pussy, in her ass. She imagined getting covered and filled with cum and best of all she imagined the camera capturing every explicit detail as she was ruined. As she envisioned the sticky ending of this imaginary orgy Elisha continued.

"A gangbang would be perfect for you. You could finally wear the outfit you were supposed to wear earlier, like a good little slut. The only clothes a whore like you deserves to wear."

And with that, Sara came. Elisha, like a proud parent, looked across as Sara convulsed on the dildo, exposing the last remnant of her modesty to the camera with her O-face. Sara had never felt so alive, the euphoria of the moment washed over her as she let go of the very last of her inhibitions. Time and space disappeared as waves of pleasure washed over her. The workbench again rocked beneath them as Sara spasmed and tried to cling to a reality which had suddenly disappeared and was only slowly returning. As her orgasm began to subside and reality returned she laid back on the workbench in sexual exhaustion. Her breath was fast, her face flush and her legs were still spread open.

"That was amazing," Sara panted "I've never cum like that before."

"Sounds like you like showing off as well," Elisha said absentmindedly.

"I think you're right, god that was fun, I can't wait to watch it back."

"Neither can I," said a soft voice from the doorway.

Elisha and Sara jolted upright, panic quickly replacing the space that lust had previously occupied.

"Oh don't stop on account of me, we'll need plenty more of those kinda ideas for the new album,"

The owner of the voice stepped forward into the full light of the workshop.

"Nice to see you in your natural environment once again Elisha,"

The woman spoke the words so casually, as if she'd just arrived for an office meeting instead of interrupting the naked women displayed before her. It was obvious from her flirty tone that she wasn't referring to 'the fashion industry' or 'the office' when she referenced Elisha's natural environment either. As she finished addressing Elisha she turned to face the flustered nude Sara.

"Oh and I don't believe we've met before. I'm Serena Page."