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The año was 1975, and sexually explicit films were still taboo – but not for the striking blonde bombshell Niki Dunham. At just 19 years old, she was an heiress to illicit riches and looked like sunny California winked and blew you a kiss all at once. When she sauntered into producer Johnny Rocket’s office, his mouth went dry as the Mojave.

“Get me a stiff drink and tell me what you need, sugar,” Johnny purred, eyes roving over her barely-contained curves spilling from a pink minidress, his groin already hardening.

Niki let out a throaty laugh, metallic gold platforms clicking as she crossed long legs and leaned forward. “Well, Johnny doll, I want you to make me a porno.”

Johnny gulped audibly. “Is that so? You want to be a movie starlet?”

“No, Johnny. I want to be the star.” Niki tossed back the whiskey Johnny had poured and stood, the tight confines of her dress riding up as she stroked a manicured finger down his chest. “A big, nasty, filthy star. And you’re going to make it happen, aren’t you buster?”

Johnny swallowed hard again as he gazed hungrily into depths of her blue eyes clouded with desire. Flipping open his desk drawer, he revealed a selection of shiny silver toys. “Well then, let’s see what sort of… equipment… we’ll be workin’ with, Miss Niki.”

A coy smile curved her glossy lips. She reached out and plucked a sleek silver vibrator from the tray, circling its buzzing tip around a straining nipple before slowly dragging it down her taut stomach as Johnny watched, open-mouthed.

Pulling the hem of her dress up around her waist, Niki parted her thighs, revealing the silky pink heat between them. With a sultry moan, she pressed the vibrator against her dripping slit and started to circle her swollen clit, licking two fingers and easing them into her tight channel as Johnny audibly gasped.

“Fuck, look at you,” he groaned, rapidly unfastening his fly to free his throbbing erection. “Such a naughty girl.”

Backing up, he unspooled a length of hot pink cord and wrapped it loosely around her wrists, pulling them taut to bind them together. With the rest of the cord, he motioned for Niki to bend at the waist.

“Grip the edge of the desk,” Johnny ordered gruffly, caressing her pale cheeks and the firm globes of her ass. Niki complied, wriggling her bottom as he playfully smacked the rounded flesh.

Johnny proceeded to tie her bound wrists to an ankle, pressing her upper body flush against the desk while keeping her open for him. Unable to resist any longer, he pushed two fingers into her soaked pussy and started thrusting quickly, loving how responsive she was, fucking herself mindlessly on his hand while practically mewling.

Finding he couldn’t wait any longer, Johnny removed his fingers from Niki’s dripping heat and lined up the bulbous head of his thick cock with her entrance, rubbing it up and down to coat himself in her juices. Then, with one swift buck of his hips, he drove into her, groaning pleasured at the feeling of her hot, slick walls tightening around him.

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“Oh fuuuck yes,” Niki cried out, arching her back and pushing back on Johnny’s cock, urging him deeper. “Fuck me, Johnny. Fuck me hard and make me scream!”

Johnny thrust into her fast and hard, the smack of skin against skin echoing through the room with each pistoning movement of his hips. His hands gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he slammed into her over and over, grunting harshly. He could feel the tingle starting at the base of his spine, the almost unbearable build of his impending orgasm.

Johnny leaned forward to press his chest against Niki’s back, one hand moving to the front to find her clit, pinching and rubbing the sensitive nub. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel this hot little pussy come on my cock,” he growled in her ear before biting down on her neck.

It was all Niki needed to rocket over the edge, coming hard with a scream of pleasure, her muscles clamping down around Johnny’s pistoning member. The sensation sent him over as well, Johnny burying himself as deep as he could go as he erupted inside her, spilling his hot seed deep into Niki’s fluttering depths.

Afterwards, the pair slumped together on the leather couch, trading lazy kisses as they came down from their high. “You know, that was fucking amazing,” Johnny murmured, tracing idle circles on Niki’s heaving chest. “You’re going to do so well in this business, baby.”

She smiled against his lips, nipping at his bottom one. “I know. And you’re going to be my mean right hand man, aren’t you? Keeping me satisfied so I can keep the audience happy?”

Johnny just chuckled, pulling her in for a deep, filthy kiss. “You can count on that, gorgeous.”

And with that, a torrid affair had blossomed between the starlet and her producing partner – and the first of many films featuring the delectable Niki Dunham was well on its way to production, in more ways than one.