How I Became a Porn Star...(Revised)
Copyright© 2024 by Zak
Chapter 48
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 48 - 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 Prostitution Violence
We woke early, and after a quick kiss and cuddle, Mandy hit the shower, and I went into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. I took Mandy’s coffee into the bedroom.
She was drying off after her shower. I did try to pull her towel off and get amorous, but she slapped my hands away.
“We don’t have time; save yourself for when we get home!” she smiled, “I’ve got some serious needs!”
I left her to do her make-up with a semi-erect cock and dirty thoughts on my mind.
Then, I made sure the rest of the team was awake. We would eat breakfast at the airport to save time, plus we had run down our supplies, and both the refrigerator and cupboards were almost bare. There was only some bread and butter, so I made toast.
I had my coffee and toast, sitting on the patio, making the most of the early morning sun. I would miss the sun when we got back to the UK, that was for sure.
As I drank my coffee, I wondered if the studio would have to go to the wall; would I be able to make a life for myself in Spain?
When I had finished my coffee, I went in, washed my plate and cup and left them on the draining board.
Then I had a shave and a shower and packed up the last of my gear. Once that was done, I went back into the kitchen; all the gang were there, some looking happy about going home and some looking sad about it.
It had been a great trip, but the idea of going home when we didn’t know what our futures held was worrying. I knew Carl had said that he might stop over for a few days, but even he had changed his mind. Not knowing where the next paycheque is coming from can sober you up fairly quickly.
I poured myself another coffee, sipped on it, and listened to the banter.
Troy was quiet; he nodded at me, but he was in his little world. The bruises on his face and the black eye he sported were souvenirs of his trip.
Mandy clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention.
“Right, Guys, if the lads can load up the minibus, we ladies will give the villa a run-over with a duster and a vacuum!” she said. She seemed to enjoy playing mother.
There was a chorus of ‘Yes Bosses’ and ‘Okay’s’, and the team moved out to get things sorted. We worked well as a team, that was for sure.
I finished my coffee and went over to the sink. It was full of cups and stuff, so I started to wash up.
Troy came over, picked up the tea towel, and started to dry the crockery.
“Mate, I owe you big time, I acted like a dickhead, and I have been told if it had not been for you, I would have been given a good kicking!” he said; it was apparent he was more than a little embarrassed.
“It’s okay, mate, and it’s good of you to admit you acted like a dick,” I said and smiled at him; he blushed in return.
“I owe everyone an apology, don’t I?” he said. I think he knew the answer before he asked the question.
“Yes, mate, you got upset because the movie didn’t go well, but no one disrespected you or judged you”, I replied, “the adult movie industry isn’t for everyone, mate.”
“You make it look easy, though,” he said, and I could sense the tension in his voice.
“I just have a knack, I guess. I never thought I would be able to hack it, and I was sure I didn’t have the body for it!” I replied, thinking back to the day Sally walked over to me in the pub and the nerves I felt when I did my screen test with Mandy.
“Yea, maybe; I just thought it was about shagging a bird, but there is so much more to it than that,” he said ruefully. He was right. There was a lot more to it than just shaggging birds, and I was still learning my trade, to be honest.
“It’s a learning curve, mate; talk to Andy and Carl; they will give you all the help they can,” I said, and even as I said it, I knew he was never going to make it in the porno industry. He was too arrogant.
“Once I get to the UK, I will speak to them,” he said as he dried the mugs.
“So, you are coming over to see Toni?” I asked.
“Yes, so the plan is I will go home, see the folks, get a job to pay for my flights to the UK and then move over there. I think Toni and I have a future together!” he smiled.
“Wow, that’s good to hear, mate,” and I wondered if he believed me, as I didn’t believe him. In my head, I still thought he was a useless, arrogant twat.
“Yes, Toni wants me to move in with her, and I am sure I will pick up some work in the UK.” He said with half a smile.
“Well, I wish you and her all the best, mate,” I said, and I meant it, but I was not sure it would ever happen.
We had done the crocks; I used a cloth to wipe down the work surfaces, and Troy went to help the lads load up the minibus.
Half an hour later, we were all standing in the early morning sun, saying our goodbyes. Troy’s flight home was the day after ours, so he would be going into town to find a room for the night.
We all shook his hand, and Mandy pecked his cheek. She was not a fan, and it was obvious. I wasn’t either, but a handshake is just a handshake at the end of the day.
Then, apart from Toni, we all boarded the bus and looked away as Toni and Troy said their goodbyes. After another ten minutes, she boarded the bus in tears, and no one said a word. Mandy hugged her, and I started the engine, and off we went to the airport.
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