Kia And The Indie Inquisition: Part One free porn video

Kiara stood at the front door of the one-story building, ready to make the leap of faith to enter the industry. She knocked on the door of the grey brick building. It looked as if it used to be an old rental place or even a flipped house.  As the door opened, she felt her anxiety well up inside of her. In front of the open door was a pale white guy with red hair. He wasn’t paying much attention to her as he was looking down at his clipboard with a pencil behind the ear. 

“Hi.” She said softly.

“I’m here for the interview.” 

The guy took a note with little-to-no interest in her before waving her behind him.

“Follow me.” 

He led Kiara through the entrance to the building. She saw the boxes of equipment, papers, and furniture everywhere. She was unsure about everything and, at that moment, she did not know if she should continue or run out of there. But she wanted this, so she had to bite back the nerves and do this interview. 

“In here.” The redhead said to her, snapping her back into reality. 

“PM will be with you shortly.” 

“Thank you,” Kiara said as she sat down. But as she looked up at the door frame, he was already gone. 

Kiara sat in a small office at the back of the main floor.  There were no windows or doors in the office but, judging by the scattered computers and boxes everywhere, she could tell that they were still moving in or between renovations…? There wasn’t much put up in the office except a degree on the wall and a large black poster with huge, pink scratch marks surrounding black letters that spelled Enigma.  Over top, there were pink eyes sitting on the E with a light figure of a cat with a long pink tail wrapped around the A. 

Kiara was a 23-year-old black woman straight out of university. After struggling through a game development program with a 4.0 GPA, she now had to fight with the industry just to get a job. She'd loved games ever since she was younger and when deciding to enter the gaming industry, she assessed if it was worth it over and over again. But when she decided it was, she took a nosedive and began to break every barrier in her path. No matter what stood in her way. This brought her to Enigma, a small indie studio that liked her resume and wanted to meet for motion capture.

Kiara’s skin was a dark brown that literally glowed as if she was kissed by the sun itself. Her hair was lightly curled for this meeting, with a side part and falling just at her shoulders. Her eyes were greyish-blue that stayed blue which people assumed were contacts.  Regardless, it made no sense because she wore black large thick-rimmed glasses most of the time. Her lips were plump, thick and covered with a pink gloss. They looked absolutely to die for and caught the attention of most people she spoke to. 

She wore a white-coloured button-down with a pink, cropped, sleeveless sweater over it. It barely suppressed her DD breasts but it did its best.  Her jeans were tight, cupping her ass and hugging her thick thighs so tightly that she had to adjust her belt slightly as she waited. Her pink flats matched her sweater and the bag that she brought with her. Her confidence and passionate personality had gotten her here and she just hoped it would get her the job. 

After a few moments, a man entered the office from the…”doorway”. He was a man with a warm caramel complexion that was dressed in a loose green plaid button-up which parted to reveal a worn black shirt that clung firm to his defined chest. His broad shoulders shifted as he walked towards the wide table he was using as a desk. You could see his muscular build outlined in the sweat-covered fabric as he moved towards his desk. His hand traced over his scalp, the fingers brushing past his voluminous curls which framed his face in a loose, unkempt afro. He rubbed his jaw, trying to wipe away sweat from his short beard before he turned around for the interview. His eyes brightened excitedly as he took in the woman that was sitting in the office across from him, his emerald-coloured irises flashing like fire.  He moved past her before placing his hand heavy against the desk. 

Ehren Sisk was the project manager and the creator of Enigma, a game development studio just trying to find its legs. He had spent most of the afternoon interviewing potentials. They were a small studio trying to make a big splash. In this industry, it was easy to get lost among the thousands of indie devs trying to make it. The pressure was a vice that kept most devs in their place. Breaking from AAA was all fun and games on paper but, in practice, it often meant heading straight to the unemployment line. But Enigma had a few advantages that others just starting out didn’t have. Experience, connections, access and an established audience ready to support whatever was made. He was lucky. But if he was going to keep Enigma afloat, he needed to grab consumer attention fast. That was where the model came in.

“So you must be Kiara?” 

She let her eyes wander over the man in front of her. Ehren Sisk. She recognized him instantly. He was a part of Sky Glass Studios, one of the best third-party studios to make it to the big leagues. They had created some of the most influential games in the industry before they split a few years ago. The generation of miracles, one might say. She had watched them during The Video Game Awards as they picked up numerous awards for best music, best story, best action game, best art and game of the year for many years until the VGAs died. She had bought each of their games and re-watched the awards on Youtube to masturbate to each of the members on countless occasions. They won so many times that they had a setup where each one of the team members would have the mic. Close-ups for everyone were online. 

She remembered when she saw Ehren accept the award for the first time. He was a huge part of her sexual development as a teenager and just seeing him in the flesh already began to dampen her panties. His voice made her hot and bothered as she pulled out her vibrator during his acceptance speech. Being here in front of him now, applying for a job with the potential to actually work under him made her excited, determined and horny all at the same time.

‘Fuck. He’s hot.' she thought to herself. 

“Yes, yes I am,” Kiara said confidently as she reached out to shake his hand.

Ehren was struggling to maintain eye contact as his hand gripped hers. When he had sent out the ad, he hadn’t expected anyone with the...assets Kiara possessed. Her lips looked pillowy and just begging for a… 

He mentally smacked himself. He needed to focus, and not on her cleavage. 

She was unbelievably sexy and at least from the perspective of the character’s look, she was a perfect fit. And her body wasn’t the only thing that was more than a match. Her voice was just what he was looking for. Sweet but with a powerful edge to it. Like hidden potential was just bubbling under the surface.

“So we’re going to be testing you out as a motion capture model and voice actress. I looked over your resume and I noticed you had some decent experience with development from your undergrad?” He looked deep into her brilliant blue eyes, entranced. He gave himself a small congratulation as he maintained that eye contact, only drifting down for a few seconds. 

Withdrawing her hand back to her side, she crossed her legs and smiled.

“Awesome! I’m excited. I just graduated with a 4.0 in game development, but my position kept on changing through the years because my team kept falling apart every year. So I can do a bit of everything.”  When she said ‘a bit’ of everything, she really meant she could literally create an entire demo alone. Even though that would probably kill her. 

She noticed his drifting eye contact and let out a light laugh. Not only was one of her fantasy men standing directly in front of her, ready to offer her a job. He also happened to be staring at her tits. Could dreams get any better?  

“You don’t have to hide your looking. Go right ahead,” she teased, crossing her arms under her chest, propping her tits up as she sat back in the chair. Already, she felt her nerves begin to relax. This was an intimidating situation but she knew if she played her cards right, she could get this job. 

His awkwardness turned to deviousness as he gratefully took a long and seductive look over her body. Head to toe, devouring every inch with his eyes. His cock stirred powerfully in his pants, straining against the denim like an animal begging to be unchained. 

“Well, you look like a...great fit. For Enigma, I mean,” he stuttered briefly, trying to at least maintain a guise of professionalism. “Have you met the team?”

“I haven’t actually, but a cute pale guy with red hair led me in here. Though he didn’t say his name.” 

“That would be Odin. He’s a bit of a handful. But then again, we all are in one way or...another. Maybe a bit more than a handful…” His voice was deep, sensual and full of suggestive or straight-up perverted imagery. “Here, why don’t I introduce you to the rest of the team?” 

He moved towards the “doorway”, miming the opening of the door in a supremely overdone and gentlemanly fashion. 

“Ladies first.” 

She uncrossed her legs and grabbed her bag as she got up from her seat. She laughed at the “opened” door as she walked through. 

“Thank you, kind sir.” 

Thinking about what he said in the office, she looked at him with a curious glance over her glasses as he led her through the studio and downstairs. 

“More than a handful?” She thought about the statement as she watched his ass as he walked downstairs before her. “Was he talking about the front or the back…? Or both?”

She continued to think about it as they got to the bottom step. The basement was where the motion capture equipment and sound booth were mostly set up. Seeing everything sprawled out and connected, she was excited in more ways than one. This was everything she had ever wanted to see. A real studio. And, not one from her shitty university. Amazing.

“So this is our little piece of heaven. Cost us an arm and a leg but it was worth every penny.” Ehren let her walk ahead, placing his hand on the small of her back, right above the thick curvature of her fat ass which was miraculously packed into the tight denim. He turned forward as he presented her to the team. “Hey guys, this is Kiara. She’s gonna be trying out for the model position.” 

The eyes of the guys drifted up. At first with disinterest but that quickly changed as they simultaneously widened with shock and immediate desire. 

Kiara adjusted her glasses as the introductions began.

“So first up, this is Odin. You’ve met him earlier but he’s our game designer. A little extra but what can you say? He’s a rockstar.” Ehren smiled as Odin rolled his eyes with exasperation. 

Odin was pale white with coarse, thick red hair that fell at his shoulders in waves. She could tell that it was maintained and, because of the texture, she could assume that he was Scottish. His eyes were a brilliant aqua blue, contrasting starkly with his skin. His left eyebrow had two arrows shaved into it near the end and his lips were pursed and very kissable. His shoulders were broad and cased his 6-foot body nicely. He wore a black leather jacket with a fish-netted shirt underneath. Black combat cargos and matching doc marten combat boots.  Her eyes ran over his body as she thought about the first time she'd fucked a white guy. 

“That’s Christoph. He’s our programmer. A real architect. The little engine that could.” Her head turned over to meet Christoph’s eyes. 

His half-smile caught her off guard and she nearly passed out. Jesus Christ. His circular gold glasses and frizzy long black hair framed his face so well with those dreamy hazel eyes. His skin was a deep chocolate brown and he stood at a 6 foot 1 with broad shoulders and muscular arms that made her bite her bottom lip. 

“He looks young but don’t get it twisted. He’s a fucking genius with code.” His body was lean and athletic. Christoph wore a Black Friday the 13th t-shirt that said I Hate Fridays, black denim jeans and higher combat boots. Christoph raised his eyebrows at her playfully before spinning around to show himself off. 

“Sense of humour on this one.”  She thought as she giggled at him before Ehren’s voice rang out again.

“The shaggy-looking motherfucker over there is Dom. He’s our animator. I found him making short films on napkins at Starbucks. Could work at Disney if he wasn’t lazy as all hell.” 

“Sticks and stones, chief.” 

She automatically noticed the Spanish accent and that he was a bit older. Maybe somewhere in his late 20’s or early 30’s. He was about 6’3, tall as fuck with long wavy brown hair that fell to the middle of his chest. He was a thin man, but clearly, that was no problem for him.  His jawline was strong, and his short goatee really fit his shaggy and adorable look. His greyish-green eyes were extremely pretty and, as she took a better look at a face, she began to get this Tarzan appeal from him that struck a once forgotten fantasy in her head. Nice. He wore an orange v-neck and tan cargos with Nike sneakers. Clearly, he was a man that respected comfort. 

“Yeah, yeah. And last but not least, Quincy. He’s our concept guy. All concept art comes from him but he does a lot of our models. Quincy! Come meet our...” Quincy kept buried in his notebook, the sound of death metal blasting from his headphones. “He doesn’t listen to anything I say, so don’t take it personal. He does this with everyone.” 

As Ehren turned back, she looked over and watched as Quincy got up from his seat to stretch. This gave her a prime opportunity to look him over. He looked about 5 foot 8 with black hair peeking out of his white hat and pink cordless headphones. He was Filipino and as for his body, he had rounded shoulders and a chubbier build than the others. But there was something about him that made her think there was more to him than what she saw. Besides that, he was utterly adorable and all she wanted to do was hop over the desk and see if she could gain his attention with a conversation.

“It was nice meeting all of you,” she said with a smile, looking around at each member for a brief second before moving on to the other person. 

“Now when do we start.” She dropped her bag onto a table, and clasped her hands together ever so excitedly. 

“We can start right now. Christoph, Dom. Grab the mo-cap suit!” As Ehren moved away with the others to get the mo-cap equipment ready, Quincy moved up beside her. 

“You familiar with mo-cap?” Quincy had one of his ears freed from the headphones, granting her a rare moment of attention as his eyes drifted over her backside. 

‘“Yeah I am,” she said as she stood there and thought about it for a second. She realized that she had to take off her clothing in front of the guys. If she was regular, she’d had no reason not to. But in truth, she had vitiligo. Splotches of her skin were discoloured and, because of childhood trauma, she never was fully comfortable in her skin. It was one of the reasons she wore a long-sleeve today.

 “Hey, Kiara. We got the suit. Sorry about the fit but it’s more a “one says fits all” kind of thing. Which is code for not fitting anyone well. But tight works for what we’re doing.” Ehren could see she was uncomfortable. His eyebrows raised at Quincy before turning back to Kiara. “Are you alright?” 

“Uh... by chance do I have to change into it here, or is there a washroom I could use?” She tried to play off her voice as playful but her mild insecurities still cracked through. 

“Well, honestly, we never take the suit out of the studio. It’s thousands of dollars worth of equipment and if something happens, it’s basically irreplaceable. The washroom is upstairs so it's a bit dangerous trying to walk down in the suit. That’s why we usually just change here. But if that really makes you uncomfortable we can try to…” Ehren blushed as he tried to figure out a less awkward way of dealing with the situation. 

“It’s alright. I get it.” In all honesty, she understood. Stretching her shoulders back to crack it, she took a deep breath, pulled her hair into a high ponytail, placed her glasses on the table and began to strip.

Everyone snapped to attention as her clothes began to hit the floor. They were mesmerized as her incredibly thick body came into full view. You could practically hear the throbbing of the cocks in the room as they all stared at the spectacle in front of them. When they heard Ehren bring up the idea of getting a model, they didn’t even expect someone to respond. Let alone this…

The pink sweater was already on the floor and she could already feel the insecurities stirring inside… 

“I’m still beautiful… I'm still beautiful” She thought repeatedly as she began to unbutton her long-sleeve dress shirt. Button by button. It exposed her tits tightly pressed against a black lace bra, nearly pouring out of the perfect cups. With the shirt completely open, exposing her tits, torso and discolouration. She dropped it to the ground. On one hand, she felt uncomfortable and scared but on the other hand, without the glasses, she couldn’t see. But still, she felt eyes fall onto her. And she liked it. 

Slipping out of her flats, she unbuttoned her jeans, grabbed onto each side and began to shimmy her ass out of it. With a wicked smirk, she rocked her hips side-to-side a little more than she needed to; wiggling her ass and yanking the jeans past her thick thighs and onto the ground. Standing up, she exposed the rest of her body and black lace panties. She stepped out of her jeans and bent over to pick up her pants, shirt and shoes. Placing them down on the table, she looked around for Ehren. Once finding the figure that looked like him, she stopped.

“Wait, what type of mo-cap are we doing?” she asked with a half-smile shot in his direction.

Everyone was stunned but Ehren managed to pull himself together long enough to stutter a response. 

“We-we’re...working on our physics engine. Yeah. Physics. For our protagonist. We’re currently trying to deal with jiggle physics for our engine. Which is hard without a live reference.” His eyes fell sharply to her exposed tits, his gaze drifting ravenously over her barely contained cleavage. Her skin was beautiful and somehow made him even hornier. And clearly, the others were along the same thought process. 

“Gotchya… so everything has to come off.” Turning around, she pointed into the area where Christoph was standing and signalled him over. “Can you unhook this for me pleeease?”

“Uh...yeah sure.” It was clear she didn’t have to tell him twice. In a second, he was behind her. He took a deep breath before unlatching her bra smoothly. Despite his innocent look, it was clear this wasn’t his first rodeo. Stunned by her body, Christoph just whistled before backing up. 

“Thank you.” She took a breath before a light chuckle at the wolf whistle. She hooked her fingers into the side of her panties and dropped them to the floor in one swift movement. Stepping out of them, she picked up her bra and panties and placed them on the table.  Her ass and shaved pussy were now on display for everyone to see. “Okay uh... So I’m a little blind right now. Can someone hand me the suit please?”

“You realize you didn’t have to take off your panties right?” Odin passed the suit, dropping it into her grasping hands. 

“Yeah but… It’s a mo-cap suit, so if you want a proper silhouette. It’s best to be naked.” Taking the suit, she placed it down and began to shimmy into it slowly as she stared Odin in the eyes.  She jumped up and down, having her ass jiggle and struggle to fit into the tight mo-cap suit. With a smile, she pulled it up even more and pushed her arms into either side. Pushing up her titties in the suit to ensure that they sat perky, she sighed with relief at now being mostly covered again. “Who wants to zip me up?”

“Fuck man…” Dom shook his head. “I’m not high am I?”

He stumbled forward and zipped her up, his hands grazing the sides of her massive tits as he copped a “subtle” feel before moving back. At this point, you could see the dickprints tearing through the fabric of their pants. Their massive cocks were easily silhouetted through their pants as she turned. 

“Just step over here.” Quincy was the only one who seemed to keep his head mostly on task, though it was clear that his eyes had not left her tits since they met. As she walked into the center of the mo-cap studio, Quincy moved around to the front. 

“I need to check your suit. Just try to stay still.” He moved his hands over her suit, at first sticking mostly to PG areas but quickly his hands drifted across her chest. At first, Quincy kept it to grazing. Checking to make sure the capture balls were secure. But it quickly devolved to straight groping as his hands dug deeply into her massive mounds. He gripped firmly before lifting up, letting her titties bounce satisfyingly in his hands. After he was done with that, he moved behind her, his hand sliding over her ass before he sent it jiggling with a powerful smack against her juicy asscheeks. Her cheeks rippled beneath the white mo-cap suit as he took large handfuls of her booty. 

Finally, he released her and headed towards the computers near the side of the mo-cap studio. 

“Everything looks good.” He began to start up the procedure. 

“Looks better without the suit, but you already know that,” she teased as she placed her arms down. “So what am I gonna do first?”

As bothered as she was about her body, she had to admit that this was still a lot of fun. With a grin, she looked over at the guys who were still staring at her.

“Well, first we gotta go through some poses.” Christoph had moved onto one of the other computers, immediately going through start-up processes. “This is a fighting game so key poses are really important here. We’re going to start with idle animations and then move to win poses.” 

They showed their mockups of the animations, short 2D run-throughs made by Dom. It gave her a good idea. At first, it started with a simple power pose. It kept her chest forward, her ass out and her hand twisted around her right hip. The pose was sensual but nothing too out of the ordinary for fighting games. However, it quickly descended into more sexual poses as they went on. 

The next pose had her lean forward, with her tits pressed between her arms and propped up towards the guys in the lab. Even though it was a full suit, it was very tight and obviously not designed for someone with her...build. Her tits fought against the fabric with every inch, her nipples clearly popping through the material. This pose made it even more obvious. 

“Now shake them.” From that pose, she hung her tits over and shook them like udders, watching as their eyes lit up deviously with each movement.

“Good. Now we need to get some captures for general movement. First, jump up and down.” She began to jump. Her hops sent her tits flying up and down, almost hitting her in the face. Even with her trying to minimize the violent nature of the movement, she looked like an anime character. She was always known for having really bouncy tits but she never really had a display like this at a job. 

Ehren was leaning against one of the tables with his arms folded across his chest as he watched her bounce from a distance. A smile sat on his lips as he watched her curvaceous body move from side-to-side, his cock twitching in his pants.

“Ehren… did I ever tell you how amazing this idea is?” Quincy said with the left side of his headphones off his ear. 

“Wow, something actually got you out of that book of yours,” Ehren laughed.

“I’m dedicated, not dead.” Quincy was rock solid from sneakily watching Kiara all day. Not in a million years had he thought that he would just be able to watch a woman strip down into nothing in a gaming studio. He felt like he was dreaming as his eyes wandered her body while she hopped from left to right, her titties threatening the fabric of the suit while it sucked onto her body so tight that even her ass crack was modelled. Fucking hell, he felt his cock ready to explode but the washroom was upstairs and he didn’t want to miss a single second of her shimming, hopping, spinning and anything else that needed to be captured.

“So what’s next, boys?” 

“Well, we need taunts.” Ehren’s eyes flashed as he moved towards the mo-cap studio. “But this is probably a good time to talk about the game itself. We’re doing something a little different. This is a kink fighting game. Focused on sexuality and sexual expression. So that’s why everything is so...” 

“Explicit? Perverted? Horny as fuck?”

“Yeah that. If you want to stop, I understand but…” 

“No,” she stated blatantly. If she wanted to get into this industry, this was her best way to do so. “I’m good. Let’s do this.”

“Alright then,” Christoph said with a heightened excitement. “So first grab your tits from underneath and bounce up twice. Then squeeze them together.”

Kiara rolled her shoulders back and took a breath. Taking her hands, she placed them under each tit and bounced them up and down vigorously in a seductive but playful way. Then she stopped and started again but this time, she began jostling them. Her tits began to move opposite to one another. The guys watched as the thick black woman stood there in the motion capture suit playing with her tits in a variety of different ways, each one making them all hard. Christoph sat there, trying his hardest to pay attention to capturing her body instead of mentally jacking off to it. 

Ehren watched carefully as he was going through the list of taunts they had previous ideas for, but couldn’t help but sliding his free hand down to grab his cock through his pants for a brief second without anyone noticing. 

“Alright, that’s good,” Ehren called out. 

“What’s next?” 

“Kiara, can you stand on an angle? Perfect. Now bend over slightly and smack your ass,” Christoph requested.

“No problem.” She pivoted to the side, bent over slightly and began to shake her ass side to side, having it jiggle in the mo-cap suit. After a couple shakes, she turned her head over to look at Christoph from the desk and smack her ass. Repeating the action over and over again, the guys watched as she seductively smacked her ass with this lusty gaze focused at all of them. 

Odin sat behind one of the desks with his hand on his cock over his cargos. He could feel his face slowly turning red and tried his best to contain how badly he wanted to ram his cock into her plump, luscious lips. He wasn’t sure what she was here for this morning when he brought her into the office, let alone actually paid attention. But now, she was standing there naked under that mo-cap suit just ready for anything.

Dom was on the other side of the room, where he had a full view of her ass and all he could do was sit and stare at it. Biting his bottom lip, he began to imagine what it was like to put his hands on it. Hell, he almost envied Quincy for being able to smack the shit out of it. 

“Fuck man…” He thought over and over again. 

“Next,” Ehren called out again, but this time his voice was harsher. More tense. And, clearly almost on the brink of sexual frustration.

“Okay… what’s next?” Kiara said again, this time almost ready for anything. Her confidence level seemed to be levelled out once again. 

“Last taunt is a…” Christoph began as he stroked his chin. “Random question but how flexible are you?”

“Very. Gymnastics until I was in Grade 11 but I still do the stretches.” Her response was dead serious and surely perked the ears of every guy in the room. 

“Interesting…” Checking the taunts he had written, he ran his finger down names on the page and smirked. “This is a masturbation taunt. On the ground, pretend to masturbate and then roll over onto your feet. Can you do that?” 

“In my sleep.” 

After cracking her back and stretching out her legs, she sat on the ground and began to motion out masturbating. Her fingers rubbing against her pussy through the mo-cap suit. Her head and back were against the floor while her knees were bent and spread. All of the guys came a little closer. 

Kiara was now hot and bothered. Horny as hell and rubbing her clit was the only way she was getting off. Her nipples were hard and because of the misfitted suit so everyone was able to see her hard nipples. She was in a room with five hot guys watching her as she played with herself and did other explicit things to her body. She was honestly surprised how well she was able to handle her horniness at this level of hot-guy-to-none-in-her-pussy ratio.

“Fuck,” she moaned out, as she felt an orgasm slowly climbing through her body.

“Are you ready to flip?” Christoph asked, hoping she wasn’t just so he could watch her for longer.

With a quick gasp, she snapped back into reality.

“Ready.” In one swift movement, Kiara pushed herself on her back with her hands propelling her up as she rolled over, her thick legs flying over her head and onto the ground while her head and torso pushed out to have her back onto her knees. Then popping back up onto her feet into a fighting position, with her fists by her chest. All the guys looked at her in amazement. 

“Huh.” 

“Wow.”

“Cool.”

“Hot.”

“Do we need to do that again?”  Ehren asked curiously.

“No Chief, we’re good,” Christoph stated. “We can move on to the fucktalities.”

“Fucktalities?” Kiara didn’t know what they were planning but if they were going to keep in this direction, she didn’t know how much more she could take. She was already on the brink of cumming with her pussy already soaking through the mo-cap suit. Anymore could tip her over the edge. But still...she was quivering in anticipation. 

“Basically if you lose a match, your opponent has the chance to pull a fatality on you. Except instead of brutally dismembering them, it’s fucking them.” Her eyebrows raised as Quincy explained. 

“Well, I think that might be a bit much for the first day…” 

“No, for this one it’s just blowjobs. If you want, we can simulate it but…” 

“I get it. It would be better with the real thing. Okay. Let’s do this.” Ehren couldn’t believe she was actually agreeing to this. But now he couldn’t control himself. He moved towards her, grabbing her shoulder and pulling her down to her knees. 

Quincy started recording but everyone was absorbed into the scene that was occurring. He gulped heavily as his bulge lurched towards her. Kia smirked as she opened the button and peeled the zipper down the front of his pants. She twisted the boxers off his torso and was given no time to react as a massive pillar of flesh slammed against her forehead. 

She gasped. It was unbelievable. This wasn’t just a cock, it was a pillar. A monument. She had never even seen a cock that big, even in porn. And she’d seen a lot of porn. He must have been 12 inches, if not bigger. And he was thick as a bottle. Jesus Christ. She gulped anxiously before she extended her hand tentatively. Her fingers stroked down his gigantic shaft, feeling the veins tracing his cock. She wrapped her hand firmly around it as she stroked from the head down to the base. She knew she should try to prepare or adjust but...now that this gorgeous man that she had idolized, and came to for years, was here in front of her with his cock right next to her face, she couldn’t wait. 

“Fuck…” Ehren moaned as she began to insert the cock into her mouth. It felt amazing as her tongue spiralled around his head, playfully dancing around his slit before swirling around the base of the head. She bobbed excitedly as let her saliva drip from her mouth down his cock. She wasn’t a neat cocksucker. Her blowjobs were aggressive and sloppy. And it didn’t take long for the head to become a good third of his cock buried in her mouth. 

She may not have taken a cock this ridiculous but she had been around the block. She was not new to cocksucking. In fact, she probably wouldn’t have been able to get through university with her sanity without it. 

“Ugh...unnnghh...Jesus...holy shit….” Ehren couldn’t even hold back his moans as she swallowed inch after inch. This wasn’t just a blowjob, it was art. Kiara was a master and his cock was the canvas. Within seconds, she reached two-thirds down. The final third was the hardest part because his base thickened out becoming even more difficult to fit down her throat. She choked briefly before taking the plunge. 

She kept going further and further and further. Until, eventually, she realized she was impaled through her throat and his balls were dangling near her bottom lip. 

“Mmmm…” She took some time to adjust to the length before she really began to suck. Like a vacuum, she drained him fast. Ehren thought, at this point, she would’ve backed up. It was only when his balls fully entered her mouth, that he realized he was dealing with a professional. All sound in the studio was drowned out by the sounds of slurping, smacking and gulping. She reached her hand around gripping his tight asscheeks. She could feel his balls begin to contract in her mouth and she knew what was cumming….

“I can’t...I can’t hold it.” She pulled off of him letting his cock fall out, like a sword-swallower finishing her show. She gripped his balls tight and began to furiously jack off his soaked cock. 

“FUCK.” And with that, he came. The last time she had fucked, the man had a big dick but he only came a few drops. This was not one of those times. This was a load.  A real man’s load. Within seconds, she was drenched. The first shot covered her entire face, drenching it in salty thick fluid. The second shot hit her tits, plastering them like a Jackson Pollock painting. The next few shots covered the rest of her body, hitting her with paintball-like force. He was a one-man bukkake and she quickly wondered how one person could have this much cum. He just never stopped. Soon even the whole floor was drenched, let alone just her. When his shotgun finally finished blasting, she wiped the cum off her eyes before she licked the massive shrinking shaft clean. 

“Christoph, did we get that?” She turned and saw that all the other team members had their cocks out and were jacking off to the scene that was unfolding. 

“Really guys?” She rolled her eyes before chuckling. “Well come on over. I’m sure we could use more references.” 

She didn’t have to tell them twice. They moved off their chairs, surrounding her in huge cock. Kiara didn’t think she seen dick that even came close to this in the entire industry, let alone in one dev team. 

They were all huge but they were diverse. Christoph’s was almost as long as Ehren’s but was somehow even girthier. He was massive and completely lived up to the stereotype of black men having gigantic cocks. His dark black shaft looked delicious but she couldn’t keep her eyes on it for long. 

Dominic’s was less long than the others but was still huge, probably at around ten inches. But he was even thicker and struck a good balance as a whole. 

Odin had practically the perfect cock. Incredibly huge but also ridiculously girthy. A perfect mixture that immediately made her laugh as she thought about the first white guy she'd fucked. It had been a good experience but in comparison to Odin, he was a joke. 

And finally, last but not least, there was the 8 by 8. Quincy’s cock was a perfect 8 inches by 8 inches. She honestly couldn’t believe what she was looking at. It was thick like a coke can. She couldn’t even imagine what that would do to her insides if it got the chance but she didn’t care. She still wanted to try. This was accentuated by the almost baseball-sized testicles swinging around in his huge ballsack. 

As they jacked off in front of her, she began to bounce her tits invitingly, waiting for them to blow their loads as well. She flashed a brilliant, cum-covered smile, prompting Odin to reach his limit. He shot out quick, with large but powerful spurts that strung over the top of her hair before dripping past her face. The next one to bite the dust was Dom. His load was heavy but thin. Unlike the thick, sticky cum of Ehren, his was more like glaze and blasted out in even larger quantities. She felt like a Krispy Kreme by the time he was through with her, but still… she wasn’t done. At this point, Quincy finally broke. The power of his load almost knocked her off her feet. She felt like she was taking a snowblower face first. 

Finally, Christoph came last, realizing his load onto her tits before “cleaning” it off on her face. She tried to wipe it off but her hands were also covered in cum so it was pointless. 

“If you want to be cleaned off, you’re gonna have to put it in. I can’t see anything.” She opened her mouth, and felt cock after cock entered. She licked quick, savouring the salty, bitter taste as she cleaned them. 

After everyone was cleaned off, Odin zipped her out of the Mo-cap suit and Ehren took her up into his arms to bring her to the washroom. Dominic began to clean the lab while Quincy got the suit and brought it to the back to be cleaned. Christoph saved all the capturing from the day on the computer then gathered all of Kiara’s things and brought them upstairs for her.

“Jesus Christ, Woman,” Ehren sighed in exhaustion as he wiped Kia’s face with a warm rag. “How in the hell?”

In all honesty, he wasn’t going to come in there with her but he had no choice because she was unable to see or move much, and she needed the help.

“I can’t reveal all of my tricks to you,” she smirked. Ehren wiped off her face completely and washed the rag again so Kia could clean the rest of herself on her own. 

“So…” She began as she wiped the bottom of her mouth and the corner of her eyes. “Do I have the job?”

Ehren stopped and looked at her in shock and disbelief. Did she really have to ask that question after all this time?

“Of course you got the fucking job. You’re amazing!” he laughed. Leaning against the wall of the washroom, watching her as she cleaned off. 

“I appreciate it.” 

After her body was wiped down and fully dressed, she said her goodbyes to all the guys before leaving the building. She was excited for tomorrow, where she would be starting a new job in the industry for the thing she loved, while being able to be with people she actually liked. Tomorrow after work, they planned to get dinner together as their first gather as a full team and she honestly couldn’t wait. Now it was just time for her to go home, shower and masturbate to today’s events until she passes out. 

Ehren and Christoph watched her walk from the building and waited until she got into her taxi. As the taxi pulled off, the two of their eyes followed it down the street.

“What a woman,” Christoph said as his head turned with the movement of the taxi before it turned the corner.

“I know.” 

Tune in next time, when Kia gets some one on one time with the enigmatic Quincy. Finds out his artistic process, and much much more. Stay tuned!