Emo Teen Slut Fucks Two 8 inch Dildos (outtakes)
The Outtakes: An Emo Girl’s Naughty Dildo Duet
By Lexi Lush
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?”, curated from an exclusive behind-the-scenes sneak peek at Raven Ravenstar’s up-and-coming “Emo Teen Slut Fucks Two 8 inch Dildos” video outtakes. So grab your lube, and let’s get stuck into the raunchy realities of Raven’s raunchy reality…
It’s 3 o’clock on a sweltering summer afternoon in LA, and the AC is barely blasting. Raven Ravenstar stands in the sweltering studio – one hand gripping a scissored backrobe-top, the other reposing idly on an unplugged amp, averting her eyes from the glare of the camera lights. This is her “soppy emo face,” as she’s been gripping the two enormous latex phalluses for the better part of an hour now – by both her hands and her slick wet holes.
“Alright, Raven, we’re almost done!” coos House Director Violet Vixen from behind the monitor. “Just keep those dicks lodged deep in your hungry holes a little longer, yeah?”
“Screw you, Violet!” pants Raven in her gravelly growl, gyrating her hips back and forth to anchor the twin shafted monsters. “I’m drowning in cock and you know it. Anymore and I’ll be licking these latex logs for the next month.”
The men chuckle heartily behind their magazines, their bulges already tenting their black 501s. Who knew this kinky cutie could be so snarky?
The scene shifts to Raven’s makeup chair, sprawled in a white silk robe sipping on an iced latte while Pinky Perky works overtime to hide the red welts on her neck and thighs from the earlier Ethernet with the two monstrosities. Her eyes are cast down in her Doc Martens, but a saucy smirk tugs at the corners of her bitten-lipsticked pout.
“So.” Raven sets down her drink with a soft thunk. “I hear you-” she grins cheekily “-have been admiring my…assets. I’d love to show you what they can really do.”
Icy stare. Never in a million years. Lowering her bloodshot gaze, she whispers, “I can’t. We have rules. I just play the video game, I don’t actually play with the players. I’m so sorry, Ravenney. Let’s just shoot the scene and go.”
With a jolt, I retook-my seat at the monitor, wondering if that last line had really been spoken, or if my x-rated imagination had just projected a vicarious throb into my downtown. God, Raven was truly my spirit animal – an in-your-face rebel never afraid to shatter the status quo with physical proclivities that defied gravity…and basic human comfort. Sweat beads formed on my brow as the camera cut to a medium close-up of Raven perched obediently on the set of an erotic Love Boat, arms crossed as Pinky and Violet lined up her pierced nipples with the vertical stripes of her modded nautical shirt. By now, her work was carved onto the wardrobe files she co-starred with.
Behind-the-scenes during her first shower scene, everyone pretended not to notice as Raven chewed up the edges of the director’s chair. An emo actor’s craft, somewhere between messy orgasm and a PG-13 insane asylum scene. She simply couldn’t contain her passion behind a locked door. The girl was the opposite of an underwhelmer. Sauntering over to Violet and Pinky in her post-coital bathrobe, Raven flashed them iPads of her latest Instagram selfies and they arched bemused eyebrows. “I’m gonna fucking dominate the Internet,” Raven declared breezily, but a spark of gratitude lit up their eyes; she’d already changed their minds.
