Chapter 43

Mandy called cut as we would have to move sets before the action could continue. As soon as the cameras started to cool down, Toni came onto the set armed with the usual bottled water and robes. The sun was high in the sky, and the heat of the cameras and lights just made it worse. I drank half the bottle in one go; I did not bother with the robe. Let’s face it: the crew saw me naked every working day, and it was too hot to be coy.

Jo was drinking her water; she saw me looking at her and smiled before giving me a cheeky wink.

“If you guys ever come back over here, we should make more films; it’s been fun!” she said and looked around to make sure we were not being overheard. “And if you come on holiday on your own...”

She didn’t need to finish the sentence; I knew what she was saying.

We moved across to the other set. It was made up like any old bedroom you might have been in. There were two bedside tables with lamps on, a bed with sheets and two standalone wardrobes.

“Right, guys, it has all been good so far!” Mandy said with a smile, “So we would like to do the next scene in one go.”

“How come love?” Jo asked.

“Well, we really want to do some solo stuff with you and Sue if you are still game?” Mandy said with a cheeky wink. I knew that the idea was we would use some toys and the girls to add to a compilation movie Sally had planned.

“Okay, that sounds good to me,” Jo said. She glanced over at Sue, who gave us a thumbs-up and a cheeky wink.

“Right, so how does the rest of the scene pan out?” Mandy asked.

“Okay, well, I will strip off, then I think Zak should go down on me and show me how good he is with his tongue that will transition into a sixty-nine, and then move through some different positions; maybe the money shot will be Zak spraying his jizz all over my tits and face!” Jo said, and then she glanced at me and then at Mandy.

The cum shot of the face or the tits was a staple for most porn movies in those days, and, to be fair, it still is for some studios.

“It works for me,” I said and slurped down some more water.

It was hot on the set, and I knew that staying hydrated was crucial. That thought took me back to a trip to Canada at the height of their summer. We were drinking a lot of water, and my platoon sergeant kept reminding us. We were hill-walking around Jasper, and he would tell us to top up our water bottles at every opportunity. It is funny how stuff like that comes back to you at the strangest times. I drank the rest of my water as that thought wandered around my head.

Mandy smiled at me ... I knew she just wanted to get on with the filming as she wanted to do the solo stuff, and time was against us.

“And it works for me,” she said, “Right, is everyone ready to go?”

Jo and I both said we were at the same time, and Andy and Carl shouted over that they were.

“Right, let’s make a movie!” Mandy laughed.

She went offset, and I led Jo out of the door that, in a few seconds, we would be walking back through. We were hidden from the rest of the crew. I glanced at her, and she smiled back at me.

“Are You okay, Jo?” I whispered.

“Oh yes, love, Mandy said you were a great shag, and she wasn’t joking, and seriously if you ever come back here on holiday and want to meet up, let me know,” she said and kissed me hard on the lips. It was one for the memory banks. As we stood and waited, I wondered if I could get Jo and Sue in the same bed at the same time. Boy, I was getting greedy.

Mandy shouted across the set, breaking into my naughty thoughts...

“Right, guys, here we go.”

There was a chorus of Yeses...

“Cameras, are you ready?” she asked.

And the two guys both called out that they were.

“Sound, are we ready?” and I heard Carl’s voice shout out.

“Ready when you are, Mandy,” he shouted in reply.

“Right, Zak, go for it, please!” She called out.

I counted to five and then led Jo onto the set.

“Right, young man, why don’t you sit on the bed for me?” Jo asked, and at the same time, she kicked her shoes off.

I sat buck-naked on the bed and watched as Jo stripped off her summer dress, exposing her bra that was just about keeping her big boobs in check and a lacy thong that was just about covering her twat. She reached behind and unclipped her bra, unleashing her huge tits. She gave them a shimmy, and my heart raced; Andy stepped in to get better footage of her big breasts.

She gave them another shimmy and then lifted one and sucked on her own nipple. There is something very sexy about a bird that can chew on her own teats. She sucked and chewed in the left and then the right teat before letting her tits drop back to her chest.

Andy was moving around her, and she took the hint and did it again. She knew how to work for the camera.

Her nipples were not as hard as a rock, standing out like wine bottle corks and shining as they were coated with a film of her saliva.

She slipped her fingers into the waistband of her thong and slipped it off. Kicking it across the floor.

“Do you like what you see, young man?” she growled, and boy, did I!!

“Yes, Aunty Jo, yes, very much,” I said and stood up; my cock had been flaccid, but now it started to grow with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

I stood up and moved close to Jo.

I moved in and kissed Jo, a kiss that turned into a full, flooded snog, bodies grinding into each other, hands roaming, stroking, and fondling. I saw Andy and Carl circling us as we kissed the face of each other. My hands cupped her buttocks and squeezed the firm flesh. Her hands wandered up and down my back. Her nails scraped over my skin and drove me wild.

Eventually, Jo pushed me away and led me to the bed. She lay down and lifted her knees, her legs wide open. It was as good as any written invitation. I lay between her legs and kissed up the soft skin of her right thigh, then showered her pussy with kisses before moving down her left thigh.

I made sure to change angles to ensure the cameras had good access.

I used my fingers to massage her pussy, slowly parting her love lips and exposing the pink flesh of her pussy. My fingers felt her wetness, felt her heat. The smell of her excitement filled my nose.

“Mmmmm ... that is nice”, Jo groaned as I buried my face in her bush, licking and tasting her juices as I began to explore her with the tip of my tongue. I gently pulled her swollen lips further apart. I licked and lapped for all I was worth. Her pussy was already oozing with her excitement.

“You are so good; your tongue feels so good!” she purred.

When I watch movies that are filmed these days, all the girls and most of the guys are either completely shaven or waxed; I do miss a hairy bush.

She was very wet and incredibly excited. I licked her hairy pussy lips before gripping them with my teeth and tugging gently. I heard her moan softly again, and she reached down with both hands, spreading her pussy lips apart to give me better access.

I found her love button and flicked it gently with the tip of my tongue. I circled it, I licked it, I flicked it, and I loved it as much as Jo was. Her breathing became laboured, and her body was moving below me. She twitched, she jerked, she trembled...

“Oh, my Zak, fuck yes, that is it, that is what your Aunty Jo needs,” she growled. Oh, fuck she was good at keeping the dialogue going. I worked on her clit for a good few minutes; I saw Carl almost resting his camera on Jo’s stomach to get a really close-up view as I munched on her quim.