It was a few months after TwerkFest, and Brooke was back at work at her job. The usual things happened at her job. The male gaze. She flaunted it a bit more, even though she and Mark were somewhat a thing. Her usual customers even returned. She looked at the four that showed up at TwerkFest in South Padre that day. She saw their distinct faces.
“What’s up, Brooke?” Jaden said.
“Or should we say, Miss New Booty?” Kevin replied, with a smirk.
Brooke smiled and shushed them.
“How you doing, Kevin? I missed you. Y’all ready for orders yet?”
“You know what? Yeah. Four beers,” Kevin said.
“Okay.”
Brooke knew as they ordered, they were hypnotized. From her distinct voice, to her soft skin, to her pretty eyes. As they gazed at her, she could tell they wanted her. They wanted a woman. A real one. And they knew that. Other men in the bar wanted to take advantage of that.
“Okay, so ten-piece for you, burger with no pickles for you, and two eight-piece orders, one with barbecue sauce, one with hot sauce,” Brooke said.
They all nodded.
“Be right back, sweethearts.”
She sashayed away. She knew right away that they were looking. Men marveled at her buxom beauty. But at the same time, while she flaunted her beauty, she also heard catcalls. They were getting to her. She didn’t want to be just a hottie with a body. Then Mark came to her. One of the only men who knew her in the biblical sense.
“Yo, Brooke. This chick wants you at table ten,” He said.
“What chick?”
“Her.”
Brooke spotted her waving sweetly.
“What do you think she wants?” Brooke said.
“The hell if I know. You think it has to do with…”
“Nah, that was months ago. And I spent that prize money already,” she said.
“I’d see what she wants.”
“All right,” She shrugged and walked to her table.
Brooke noticed her looks and her demeanor. She was a pretty girl. She had freshly glossed lips and very buxom breasts. She was also a short girl as well. Brooke had an innate ability to spot a woman’s curves. Brooke spotted her protruding hips at one of the booths. It made her body quite picturesque.
“Can I help you?” Brooke said.
“Yes, actually… I’m a big fan of yours, Brooke. Or should I say ’Miss New Booty?’ Cute nickname,” the woman said, checking Brooke out head to toe.
Brooke was confused now. Was she hitting on her? Or did she have a different agenda?
“Okay, I have questions. How do you know my name?” Brooke said.
“I sincerely apologize, Brooke. My name is Lexi. My boss sent me. You might recognize this number. You’re quite the sensation on the Internet after TwerkFest,” Lexi said.
“Am I? How?” Brooke looked at the card she gave her. It was the same number that she got a few months ago from the supposed “model agency.”
Lexi then professed:
“Ha. You’re cute. You’re on WorldStar, YouTube, all of that. One of the hottest viral acts around these days. Hell, I think you’re hot with that booty of yours. And I’m not alone. You’re attracting women too. Take it as a tribute. I was exactly where you were. Then, my boss recruited me for a shoot.”
“What kind…”
“Oh, you thinking you might be duped?” Lexi questioned. “No, trust me. You’ll get paid. This is legitimate. Call me.”
Lexi paid her a generous tip and sashayed away. Brooke looked at her, thinking. Should she do it? She liked being watched, but at the same time it was getting old. Men wanted to grope, spank, and feel her every day at the bar. She wanted to be liked for who she was, not fantasized about. Enter Mark. Mark was her friend. Her confidante. Her fuck buddy. But she wasn’t sure if he was her “boyfriend” yet. Not that he wasn’t boyfriend material, but she wasn’t sure she was ready yet.
“So, what’d she want?” Mark said.
“Remember that ’model agency’ I told you about? She was with him.”
“Brooke, I will say this…” Mark said.
“Seventeen!” The cook yelled, which was the table of four Brooke was at.
“Do you believe in signs?”
“Kinda.”
“Well, that was a sign. I’m behind you the whole way, Miss New Booty,” Mark said. Brooke laughed and said in his ear:
“Didn’t I tell you not to call me that?”
Mark chuckled as she got the order.
“Yeah, but it’s funny to see you like that.”
One week later…
Brooke took her up on Lexi’s offer. After all, she did always want to be famous. However, She was smart. Not naive. She was driven. She would do whatever it took, including twerk in a man’s face in South Padre. She had ambition. But Brooke did know one thing… She had it, so she flaunted it.
Brooke knocked at the location that Lexi communicated to her via text. The door opened. It was the man from TwerkFest.
“Brooke, good to see you. My name is Jordan. Photographer, videographer, and camera extraordinaire. This is Lexi. You two have met.”
Brooke shot him a leery look.
“Yeah, we have,” Brooke said.
“So, Brooke… I’m going to get straight to the point.
Brooke looked at Jordan.
“You probably do not trust me at all whatsoever,” said Jordan.
Brooke said nothing and shrugged.
“But I saw you at South Padre and saw something that wanted to get out. When you’re on stage, something gets inside you, doesn’t it? You like to be watched. Voyeurism. It’s like an addiction. I know because Lexi…” He stopped. “But that’s beside the point. What if I said I would pay you more for this shoot?”
“How much?” Brooke said, simply.
“You were getting $500 for a nice sexy photo shoot. Tasteful. I’ll multiply it by ten… If you do a video,” Jordan said.
“Five thousand? Five thousand?” Brooke said incredulously.
“Yeah.”
“This includes…” Brooke started.
“Yes. And another thing, I’ll be your agent. This camera and your beauty will take you places. All you have to do is say yes,” Jordan said.
Brooke thought about Mark and what he would think if his friend was part of a porn shoot.
“Hold that thought, sweetheart,” she said. “I gotta make a call to my manager… And boyfriend.”
“Wait, boyfriend?”
Brooke went out the room to call Mark. Mark picked up on the second ring.
“What’s up, Brooke?”
“Mark. I took up the offer.”
“And?” Mark replied.
“He offered me $5000 and he offered to be my agent. Only one thing… It’s a porn shoot. I’m thinking about doing it. I wanted to see what you thought about it,” Brooke said.
Mark sighed, then chuckled.
“You know you’re out of a job if that goes viral, right? I won’t see your pretty face at work.”
Brooke giggled.
“It’s just a job. I always wanted to be famous. The white girl with the big ass is finally coming up,” Brooke said, smiling.
“Yeah, she is. Remember what I said to you, Brooke. Regardless of what happens… I got your back, Miss New Booty,” Mark said.
“Thanks, Mark,” she said.
“Don’t mention it.”
They hung up. Brooke returned to the room.
“So?” Jordan said.
“Where’s the camera?” Brooke said.
A smile formed on Jordan’s face. He pointed at it.
“You want this ass? You’re getting it, sweetie,” Brooke said, shaking her ass in his face. Jordan was getting turned on.
“Eager, aren’t we?”
He got the camera.
“Okay, Brooke. Show me what you’re working with. Bra and panties first.”
She took off her clothes without a whim.
Not that much later, on camera…
“So, what’s your name?” Jordan said, behind the camera.
“Brooke.”
“Well, if some of our viewers didn’t know already, Brooke was in TwerkFest in South Padre over Spring Break. And this is your first time doing porn, am I correct?” Jordan said.
“Yes it is.”
“What made you do porn?”
Brooke thought about the obvious answer, which was monetary reasons. But she took another direction.
“Well, as you know by now, I like to be watched. Along with money, of course. Money talks, sweetheart.”
“I agree with you there. Why won’t you take your clothes off?” Jordan said, visibly turned on. Brooke saw that. She teased him a little bit, biting her lip as she took off her top, showing her buxomness.
“Two more questions: When did these beautiful babies come in and… All natural?”
“I wasn’t an ’early bloomer.’ These came in about the same time as my ass did. As for your second question, These babies are all natural D-Cups,” she said, as Jordan came closer to her. Brooke noticed a huge bulge. She felt it. They matched eyes.
“Mmm. You must have a lot of men looking at you,” he said.
“You have no idea… No idea,” Brooke said softly. At that point, she pulled out Jordan’s very-well endowed erection. Brooke was taken aback by how big it was.
“Wow. Big,” she said.
“I get that a lot.”
“I bet you do, honey. I bet you do.”
Brooke then noticed Lexi in the background, watching her. Brooke started to suck slowly. She spat on his erection. He chuckled.
“Ooh, you’re a nasty one, are you?”
She shrugged, and kept jerking and sucking him off. Her tongue danced downwards down the underside of his penis. Brooke heard a moan from him.
“Mmm, yeah. Keep sucking.”
“You like that?” Brooke said, biting her lip.
She again saw from the corner of her eye, Lexi, fondling her breasts. Brooke liked it, but was surprised that she was looked at like that. It turned her on more. She rubbed his testicles as she sucked. “Mmm, you want this ass?” she asked with a hint of tease in her voice.
“Fuck yeah, I want it.”
Brooke had on a black thong. He quickly dropped said thong.
“Ooh, pop that pussy. Pop it.”
She shook her ass in his face. Jordan then grabbed Brooke by her voluptuous hips and began to eat her damp treasure.
“Ugh. Ugh, fuck me. Ugh.”
“You like that shit? Huh?”
SMACK.
Jordan smacked Brooke’s buttocks, which made her moan again.
“Ughhh… Yeahhhh.”
Brooke looked up. Her and Lexi then matched eyes at this point. Lexi had her hand down her pants. She cupped her breasts, then played with her nipples, looking directly at Lexi. Lexi took off her top, showing her bra, fondling herself more vociferously.
“You want this dick?”
“Fuck me with your cock…”
Jordan entered her. She never had a penis that big inside her before.
“It’s so tight…” Jordan said, with an animalistic growl to him.
“Ugh. Ugh. Goddamn. Fuck me,” she moaned.
Lexi fought moans, to no avail. She looked directly at Brooke while she was getting fucked, like a front-row seat. Brooke’s breasts hopped rhythmically, while she bit her pouty lip.
“You like this dick? Huh?”
SMACK.
“Yeahhhhh… Fuck me harder…”
With every smack and deep stroke, her treasure got wetter and creamier by the second. Jordan’s climax was coming quickly. She looked at him, and sucked her fingers while fingering herself.
“Turn around. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Brooke jerked him off in her mouth, until the familiar sound of…
“Ugh! Oh, God!” Lexi climaxed.
“Ughhhhhhhhhh…” Jordan climaxed in Brooke’s mouth. She licked her lips, tasting his juices.
“Tastes good, don’t it?” Jordan said.
After the scene…
“Brooke, I just want you to know, you did good in there. You might have a future in this. You are sexy as hell. But this business has a short life span. Hell, you might not even be looking for this. But I know this… This ain’t for everybody,” Jordan said.
She nodded.
“Anyway… Here’s your money. Call me if you want another gig.”
She looked at the money.
“Brooke!”
Brooke jerked her head after stuffing the cash in her big chest. It was Lexi.
“Yes, Lexi?”
Lexi then kissed her. The kiss stopped abruptly.
“Lexi. Thank you, but I have a man,” Brooke said.
“Then, I ask you this: What would he think of this? Think about it, Brooke.”
Brooke sashayed away with Lexi watching her. She texted Mark:
Finished my scene. Wanna get something to eat?
Not long afterwards she got a reply.
All right. You’re paying.
She giggled. Brooke Ashford would soon be famous. But for what price?