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How I Became a Porn Star...(Revised)

Copyright© 2024 by Zak

Chapter 22

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22 - To this day, I will never know why she chose me. I was sitting in my local pub in my hometown when she came over and sat opposite me. It was 1980, and what she said next changed the rest of my life forever.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   Lesbian   Heterosexual   True Story   Workplace   Black Female   White Male   White Female   Indian Female   Analingus   Facial   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Safe Sex   Spitting   Tit-Fucking   BBW   Big Breasts   Violence  

Carl made a brew for the team, and Mandy came in, followed by the rest of the team.

She outlined the movie we would be making that afternoon. I would be stopping at hotel and having a nice wank when the maid walks in. Again, it’s a scenario that’s been done before and since, but it worked. I guess some guys in hotels liked to think that it might happen to them someday.

She would watch me for a while before offering to help.

Chandice looked at me, then at Sally and held her hand up.

“Yes, Chandice, what’s up?” Sally asked.

“I think we should include Zak licking my ass and maybe I should lick his?” she said and bit her bottom lip.

“Yes, if you are happy with that, we can include it,” Sally smiled back

“It’s not something I have ever done, but it’s felt good, and I can’t ask Zak to do it for me if I don’t return the favour!” she said and winked at me. I got the feeling she might be a right dirty cow given half the chance. I also thought that it was good to include the two-way rimming as we needed to try to get an hour-long film out of the afternoon.

“Right so we need to include a sixty-nine, some rimming, and at least five positions are you good for that? “Sally asked.

“Yes, I am sure I can manage all that,” I replied.

“Right, let’s make a movie!” Sally said and clapped her hands.

Carl and Andy went off to fix the lights and camera, Mandy went to fix up the set, and Toni took Chandice into the changing room.

So, I went into the shower and took some time with a razor making sure my arsehole was nice and tidy, I gave my balls a bit of a shave as well.

Afte a good shower I got dressed not that I had much to wear, I slipped on some boxers and put on a robe. Then I headed onto the set.

Andy and Carl were heading out for a fag. Mandy was walking off the set. I could see it was a bedroom, but had been laid out like a hotel room.

“Sally is so happy with the first film. Let’s hope this afternoon’s filming is as good!” she said.

“I am glad she likes it. Let’s hope it’s a good seller,” I said

“I am making tea if you want one?” she said and headed into the kitchen

We made a brew for everyone and took it out to the set. Sally was in her director’s chair, making notes. We sat together for ten minutes before Toni brought Chandice onto the set. She was dressed in a short black and white maids’ outfit; she looked the part, and she looked amazing. We exchanged smiles.

Mandy showed us the set and the props. I had a copy of Readers’ Wives, and Candice had a plastic hand cart full of cleaning supplies and a feather duster.

We walked back over to Sally, and she smiled at us.

“Right, guys, if you are ready, we will get on with the film,” she said.

Chanice left the set; I knew from experience what needed to be done. I got onto the bed and waited for Sally to call out the orders.

She looked around the set, and when she was happy, she nodded to herself before shouting out the words that kicked off every film.

“Right here we go, Cameras. Are you ready?” Sally shouted.

“We are ready to go, Sally!” I heard Andy calling back.

“Sound, are you good to go?” Sally asked.

“Ready to go, Sally?” Carl shouted.

“3 2 1 ... action!” she yelled.

I reached out and picked up the magazine. I made a show of reading a few pages. I turned the pages and did some exaggerated nods of approval.

After a few minutes I slid my hand down the front of my boxers and started to have a wank. I took into consideration what Sally had said about extended movies and made a good show of it.

After a few minutes I put the mag down and slid my boxers down my thighs, then I spat on my hand and gave my cock a few good tugs.

“Can we repeat that, please, love?” Sally shouted. I knew that the camera boys would be getting different angles, different views.

I did the spitting thing four more times before Sally used a hand movement to tell me to move on.

I closed my eyes and slowly wank my cock.

I heard the door open and close. I had my eyes closed, so I only saw what happened next when I watched the film.

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