8 comments/ 60322 views/ 14 favorites It Was Just a Porn Film Fuck By: Dinsmore "Damn, Ed! You've really dredged the bottom of the barrel! She's forty-five if she's a day, she's fat, she's ugly and she smells bad. I'm not doing this! What were you thinking?" "I'm picturing the classic MILF film. The cute young student seduced by his teacher who is the mother of..." "I assure you Ed she is not a mother-I'd-love-to-fuck. I seriously doubt I can either get it up or keep it up." "I'll pay you extra, $700 instead of the usual $500. She's a damned fine cock sucker and she takes it up the ass." "Oh, God, now I'm feeling sick to my stomach! Look no amount of makeup or dim lighting is going to make this work. I like working with you but I just can't do this. Call me when you find something closer to the species." "I'm sorry Mike; it's summer vacation and most of the young hotties over at the college are out of town. It's hard finding decent talent. You know you're my favorite male performer." "I'm your only male performer who isn't queer, over forty, fat, hairy, can get it up and keep it up, knows how to make a good cum shot and can shoot four of them before noon. Oh yea, I forgot, I've also got a nine and a half inch cock. Look, I'm out of here. I like working with you. You're a relatively talented movie maker. You don't try to con me into doing gay shit and the pay is respectable, but you've gone too far this time." Damn, Mike thought to himself, I could have used the money. My tuition is paid up through the end of the term and my rent's good for another month but I'd like to stay ahead, cash flow wise and this means I've got to dip into savings for groceries and gas. What the fuck was I thinking getting into porn? Oh yea, it pays a hundred times what I could make anywhere else in this shitty little college town. He'd been embarrassed, terrified that someone might some day recognize him after the first film he had made. Since then he'd always worn an expensive hair piece and a glue on mustache to hide his identity. Fortunately Ed had shot the first one dark, at least as far as the actors faces went. Actors...yea, this was the pinnacle of acting for sure. Acting...was he sure he really still wanted to be an actor? He'd majored in Drama as an undergrad and received attention from several top grad schools with respected drama departments. The one he was attending had offered the least financial assistance because they didn't have to; they were the best. He'd worked in every aspect of stage and cinema including professional summer stock. Of course his union card was under his, "stage name" so that he didn't get in any trouble for acting in amateur productions. The union usually looked the other way as far as grad students were concerned but you couldn't be too careful. So now he had three names, to include his real name, Michael Davis his stage name, David Michaels, and then of course his porn name, Massive Mike Drillsum. His social life was another matter; he didn't have one. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a normal date with "normal" sex. He had classes to attend, studying to do, plays at the school that required rehearsals every damned night and then his part time video career. He was now going to school year round to finish his Masters as quickly as possible. One more semester and he'd have his Masters in Fine Arts. This was the first summer he hadn't done summer stock since the summer after his freshman year. He decided that getting done with school was more important than the barely above Equity minimum he would have made at the Grandview Theatre. Then what? He'd made some good friends and good contacts in summer stock. Knowing how hard it could be to break into acting, he's honed his skills on the technical side and was confident that he had an open offer with an off Broadway producer as either a technical director or a stage manager. He'd have a decent paycheck with plenty of time to take auditions. The stage was his love; the thrill of a live audience. If he could make it there, he didn't really care if he never got a movie role. One of the academic requirements he had was essentially as a teaching assistant. In fact, he would receive credit for running the school theatre's set and design shop over the summer. They also paid him exactly what he made in one porn shoot for three hours a day for the entire summer. He'd done this kind of work in professional summer stock; thanks to his father, he'd learned carpentry and painting skills as a teen. He was a competent electrician, often taking care of the lighting needs of the school's theatre productions. He actually expected to enjoy this fifteen hours a week a great deal. The department head, Dr. Stephens, had told him repeatedly that he was a natural born teacher and ought to consider going for a doctorate. Dr. Stephens was one of those rare academicians who had actually worked on Broadway and in films. Realizing after a decade that he was probably not going to make the big time, he had returned to the college campus. Virtually his entire faculty had followed a similar course. Dr. Stephens preferred professors who had, "been there and done that". Technically, Dr. Stephens taught the course and he would stop by every day or so for a few minutes but pretty much left the workshop to Mike. Mike had helped the professor renovate an old house he had bought and they had become good friends. Outside of class they were on a first name basis; he and his wife had virtually adopted Mike. There was another reason Mike was looking forward to the summer workshop. Students from other colleges and universities within the state ---schools that did not offer this type of course---came to take the class. Normally, the class was virtually all female. If he had a prayer of a chance of meeting a normal female, going on a normal date and, hopefully, having normal sex, the workshop might be the ticket. Arriving a few minutes before the new students did, he went over the roster. There were twelve students; nine of the names were quite obviously female. As the prospective students began to trickle in, he introduced himself and handed each one a course overview and a short questionnaire. By the time all twelve had arrived, he had taken stock. Two of the guys were probably gay and seemed already involved in some sort of relationship. The other guy was good looking, apparently straight, friendly and had indicated prior experience on his sheet. Of the nine women, six were definitely high value targets. Two others were gay for sure and the last one was older than the group but not unattractive. As he went around the room and asked each one to tell the group about their experience and interests, he quickly realized that the older woman was a teacher at a junior college and had experience in community theatre. The good looking straight guy had worked in community theatre and was more interested in the crafts than in acting and had solid experience. Good, Mike thought to himself, I've got two solid assistants to help me ensure no one cuts their finger off on the band saw. He broke the class into three groups of four, assigning the two with the most experience as group leaders. The third group of four he took charge of himself. He put one male in each group which gave him one of the two gay guys; they seemed disappointed to be separated but accepted the rules. The other three members of the group that he would watch over were chosen based almost completely on how interesting and attractive he found them. One, in fact, the most interesting, actually had interned in an Equity summer theatre and had hands on experience in set work. If her experience was worth a crap and she showed any leadership ability, she would become the third group's leader allowing him to more adequately oversee and evaluate the other students. Mike checked out his potential third group leader at close range. She was tall, blond, had straight hair, blue eyes, a hint of a freckle and a great smile. Her ancestors came over from the British Isles, of that Mike was certain. Before the end of the first class the tall, athletic, tight bodied, natural blond with the long legs, respectable tits and a killer ass had a name. Her name was Sheila and she had shown that she had exceptional experience and knew how to get things done. He asked the other two leaders to stay after class for a few minutes; he also asked Sheila to remain. "Sheila, you're officially the leader of your group." Addressing all three group leaders, he continued. "As you know, there is a real job that has to be done this summer. The department puts on three major productions and we have to build and decorate the sets for each of them. We can't do it in fifteen hours a week. I know a lot of folks have summer jobs and study requirements for other classes but any extra help you can provide---not only individually---would be appreciated. Let me explain that last comment. Some of the folks that take this class have no experience and are, bluntly, all thumbs. Keeping their limbs attached will be a major undertaking. Before you ask for volunteers to come in and help outside of class, let's be sure we're sure that we, 'want' their help." The three chuckled, having already identified which ones of their charges would be more hindrance than help. Sheila lingered. "Do you need some help right now?" She asked softly. "If you've got the time, I'd love it! All I really want to do is get some key boards cut and get the lumber measured, cut and laid out in the work area so that tomorrow we don't waste time setting up to build the flats. Which are you more comfortable with, the radial arm saw or the table saw?" "I've used both; my dad had a pretty extensive home workshop but the table saw would be my preference." Sheila replied. Before leaving her completely unsupervised, Mike busied himself with some paperwork so that he could keep an eye on Sheila. He quickly noted that she followed all of the safety protocols and obviously knew her way around shop tools. He got to work on his project and within an hour or so they had cleaned up the work area and laid out the materials for the following day. It was after six. "Do you want to grab a bite to eat?" Mike asked. "Ah, well, no, I don't really have a lot of spare cash, so I'm not planning to do a lot of eating out this summer." "This one's on me and we're not exactly going to the Ritz. It's a little family owned place down at the corner with a decent blue plate special." Mike said. Sheila agreed, tentatively. In spite of her stunning good looks her beautiful blue eyes had a hint of something, almost sadness. Oh please don't let her be a psycho, Mike thought to himself. I was just hoping for a nice girl with an interesting personality who might want to slide between the sheets with me. Oh, well, he thought, there were several other possible prospects in the class. Sheila was the best, certainly; she was head and shoulders above the competition. Physically she fit his ideal of the perfect woman. Time for some good old sensitive male shit, Mike thought to himself. Maybe her goldfish died and it's not some sort of clinical depression. Sheila was very hungry; she ate like a girl who had skipped breakfast and lunch. She became more vivacious as her blood sugar level improved. "So, tell me all about Sheila." Mike said softly. She was a senior at a regional university a couple of hundred miles away. She was on scholarship but it didn't pay for her summer classes at this school. She had worked in summer theater, had a financial assistance job at her college and was not planning to go on for a masters degree. She loved the theatre but necessity said she needed to get a real job when she graduated, hopefully early. She would also earn a teaching certificate and hoped to continue working in theatre in the summer after she got a teaching job. Her dad had died during her senior year in high school and her family's financial situation was okay but not great. There had been some insurance money and her mother was a teacher. Sheila was living with three other girls in what was essentially a one room efficiency near campus. She was looking for a job. Mike told her that the pickings were pretty slim, particularly during the summer. That made her frown again. Mike desperately wanted to invite her back to his place, also essentially a one room apartment but without any roommates and fuck her brains out. She was really hot. He didn't. Sheila was growing on him; he liked her. He wanted to get to know her better. A relationship with a normal girl would be fun; it would also be good for him. He didn't want to screw it up by grabbing her pussy the first day. Things progressed well in the work shop over the following days and weeks. His group leaders proved to be accomplished and the set for the first production was ahead of schedule. Dr. Stephens dropped by two or three days a week; he was pleased with the progress. Mike and Sheila had dinner together most evenings; he wouldn't let her pay. "You can't keep feeding me, Mike." Sheila said one evening. "Sheila, look! First, I'm not well off by any means but right now I'm in better shape than you are, cash flow wise. You can pay me back someday. Second, I like you and look forward to having dinner with you. It's about the most normal thing I do, at least with a girl. I don't have much of a social life; I'm too damned busy. You're a cheap date and spending time with you is more than therapeutic, it's very enjoyable." Mike was hinting that he wanted to take their relationship somewhere; he wasn't sure where. They'd become good friends. He wouldn't have minded having Sheila around for, well, longer than just the summer. She was incredibly bright. She had a quick wit and they made each other smile. To his surprise, he hadn't tried to get in her pants. He was about to become very confused by her answer as she placed her warm hand over his. "Mike you're a really sweet guy and I could easily say all of the same things you just said. This has been really nice, really normal, but...Mike, you really don't know me and I'm not sure I'm what or who you think I am...or what you're looking for." She looked at her watch. "Oh, shit! I've got to go. I've got a job interview." That Friday after class Sheila didn't hang around for dinner. It was just as good. Mike got a call from Ed. "Mike, I hope you're free, tonight. I've got a new actress. You'll be pleased." Mike needed the money; he said yes. He went home and transformed into his Massive Mike Drillsum persona. When Mike arrived at the studio, which was little more than an old warehouse, Ed greeted him exuberantly. "Mike, she's a fucking knockout! And she's not another one of those stupid college girls who doesn't realize what she's gotten herself into when she's sees that cock of yours. She's acted in films before---fuck films. She's up for anything other than anal. Look over my shoulder; she's just coming out of the makeup room." Mike was impressed as he perused the tall red head with the astounding legs walking toward the shooting area. Oh fuck yes! Great ass, real tits---damned fine ones! "Go introduce yourself, Mike! Her name is Nona. Nona Lisa." Ed said, almost salivating in anticipation. The gorgeous young woman had her pert buns facing Mike as he approached her from the rear. Her red hair fell in soft curls or ringlets nearly to her shoulders. Her skin was peaches and cream without the over tanned look so common among young porn actresses. No visible tattoos from the back. God, if she looks halfway decent from the front, this will be okay. "Nona?" Nona turned around and flashed Mike a killer smile. No tats and no piercings---that was very good. She had green eyes; he'd never known a girl with green eyes. A little too much makeup, he thought, but very skillfully applied. He was pretty sure the hair wasn't her hair. If it was a wig, it was a damned good one. "Hi, I'm Mike Drillsum." "Massive Mike, I'm an admirer of your work!" Nona said with a quick flash of her perfect white teeth. "You've got to be kidding! I had hoped that no one in the free world ever saw that shit." "Yea, same here, but seriously, you're a great looking guy, you've got a killer body and you're a damned good actor. And that cock...well! I mean, it's not like we do a lot of acting but you make it believable. Have you ever seen any of my stuff?" "I'm either proud or ashamed to admit that while I make fuck flicks, I've never seen one." Mike replied. "I always had that nightmare about my future husband-to-be seeing one of my films at his bachelor party and recognizing a mole or a birthmark or something and calling off the wedding." Nona added. "Or, 'as we recognize Mike for his lifetime achievement award, let's take a look at some of his earliest work on film' has been one I've always thought about." Mike said with a grin. "What's the setup here Mike? Is Ed worth a shit?" "He's not a bad director and he's got some artistic talent, which is more than I can say for his typical hires. He pays a decent shoot fee and a percentage, although most of his films haven't made very much. This is a film he wanted to shoot last week but he couldn't find suitable talent. It's the classic story; hot and horny school teacher seduces a favorite student. She invites him to her place for some tutoring. He comes in and finds her half naked on the bed. He's nervous, then they fuck. Any guidelines for me?" "Condoms always. When you're ready to cum, give me a sign, I'll take care of the condom. You can cum on my face but don't jam your cock in my mouth and I'm not much of a cum eater. I've been fortunate; my young looks and my body have kept me from having to do really nasty shit to satisfy a director. Also, when I'm blowing you, let me do the work. It's my signature. No anal, not even a finger but if you're into it, a tongue is okay but don't expect ATM in return. My best side is from the rear, then I'll flip over and pull my legs up and you can finish up from the front so that the cum shot works. Kissing, well, I know this sounds funny, but I never kiss on the first fuck. If we work together again and we work well, we'll see. When you go down on me just remember that you're not removing varnish. Don't try to get creative. I don't cum doing this shit no matter how good your technique is, so save your energy, I won't be impressed. My fans are sure that I always cum, but it's just acting. Does he voice over or shoot it with sound?" "He'll shoot it with sound and unless there's a screw up, that's what he'll use. He runs a very quiet set and actually spends good money on his audio gear." "Does he have much experience with actors who are professionals at this crap?" "No, not really. Most of them are amateurs, first timers, college girls or over the hill former porn starlets. He prefers the realness aspect of not using professionals. He's the only porn director I work with. Most of his stuff was pretty middle aged until I came along. He's tried to couple me with a couple of his old hags but I finally said no. This one has a chance of being decent since he's got two brand new high end cameras and you're a pro." "Nice hair piece, Mike, I really had to look carefully to even see it. Is the mustache fake too?" "Sure, but it's well glued on. You've got a pretty 'natural' head of red curls yourself there, Nona!" "Everything else is just the way it came from the factory, Mike. Anything I need to know about your cinematic requirements, Mike?" "I can cum twice in succession without going soft so if it's working, we can do the blow job cum shot and proceed right to the fuck piece. I get hard in about ten or fifteen minutes after that if we have to retake. You'll probably want to clean up after the cum shot, just signal Ed, the makeup girl will clean your face and we can go on quickly." It Was Just a Porn Film Fuck "I'm impressed!" Nona said with a wicked smile. The two actors took their places, after quickly reviewing the few words of dialogue. Ed donned his silly looking beret and yelled, "action" and the film got underway. Mike had worked with a few professional porn actresses before, generally over the hill types. At least they understood the game and the films were usually shot with few retakes. Mike entered the set through the stage door and the two actors exchanged their few lines of dialogue. She had a great voice, he thought to himself and actually delivered her lines with emotion and feeling. A good performance brings out the best in the other actors involved, he thought to himself. Laid out on the bed in a skimpy baby doll set, Nona was absolutely gorgeous. He wouldn't have any problem getting hard or staying hard. Not cumming too soon might be an issue but he had exceptional control when he was making one of these movies. Her body was warm, inviting and flawless. She knew her work; she moved perfectly with him and the, "seduction" was quite believable. She improvised without a hitch. As he worked his mouth down her taut frame to execute the pussy eating shot, he was pleased to discover that her body lacked the usual cold waxiness so common in this industry. Her sparsely trimmed and he assumed, dyed bush was clean and sweet and he had to catch himself to avoid getting too in to going down on her. He chuckled to himself; this girl can act. I'm not really doing anything to excite her but the audience won't believe that I'm not. Her build is absolutely realistic. When Nona faked her first orgasm it was more believable than the one the last girl he had enjoyed normal sex with had had, and he was positive that one had been the genuine article. Moving into position for the blow job shot, he realized that Ed had not yelled cut once. This might become Ed's signature work. The blow job almost caused Mike some problems. This girl could suck cock! She took his cock out of her mouth and spoke a line that wasn't in the script. Hell, there wasn't any script at this point in the film. "That's a really nice, hard, fat cock, baby. I'm going to make you cum with my mouth—all over my big tits. Then I want you to put that nice cock in my tight little pussy...would you like that?" "I've, never done this before, Miss Jones, are you sure I'm not going to get in trouble?" "Are you a virgin, Danny? Have you ever had your cock in a woman's mouth before?" "No ma'am." "Do you play with that pretty cock, Danny, you know, jerk off?" Fuck! She was good! He found himself almost getting into the seduction. "Yes ma'am, three times every morning before I go to school and then three more times when I get home...and then three times when I go to bed." Nona had given Mike a look that told him she had just taken over direction of the film. Ed had the sense to shut up and keep the tape rolling. Nona engulfed Mike's nine and half inch porn cock, taking its entire length to the back of her throat, then resumed her regular exquisite oral expertise. Mike held off as long as he could. It almost became a game between them. Nona gave the prearranged sign that said she was tired of sucking cock. Mike reluctantly pulled out of her hot little mouth and shot a massive load of cum---his signature shot---all over her gorgeous tits. To her surprise, Mike proceeded to remove much of his own cum from her tits with his tongue, working across her nipples with his mouth as he did so. She shuddered and moaned. What a fucking actress! To his further surprise, Nona continued to add dialogue. "Share your cum with me, Danny, I want to taste your sweet cream." She leaned up and kissed him, exploring his mouth with her probing tongue. She was an amazing kisser; for just a moment, Mike remembered how nice kissing a normal girl could be. This was not a normal girl and kissing doesn't play a big part in porn movies so they broke the kiss fairly quickly. Ed was looking for some sign that the actors wanted a cut but he didn't get any. Nona quickly had her nimble fingers sliding inside her tight little slot. "Oh, Danny, that big cock is still hard. Let your teacher help you with that. Do you know how to fuck?" "No ma'am, I'm sorry, I'm not really sure." "You live on a farm, don't you Danny, with cows and all that?" "Yes Ma'am." "Well, Danny, you must have seen what happens when the cow get's serviced by the bull. When the big strong bull mounts the young cow from behind. It's the same way with people. Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it." Knowing the camera was on Nona, Mike quickly rolled the condom onto his still hard cock. He could always cum twice, but this time he noted that he was harder than usual on a second shot. He hadn't done a film in a while and hadn't had normal sex in a long time. It didn't hurt that Nona was astoundingly hot and convincing. Nona rolled up on her knees and presented her fabulous ass to the camera and to Mike. The actors froze for a few seconds as one of the cameramen readjusted. Nona snaked her slim fingers back, holding her cunt lips open for the camera. "See, Danny, that's were your big cock is going to go, inside my tiny little pussy." Nona then ran a finger over her other hole, briefly opening it with a finger tip. "Danny, some people like to fuck in this hole, too. It's called anal, or fucking a girl in the ass. If you do a really good job on my pussy, I might let you put that huge cock in that other hole. It's really hot and tight. Would you like that, Danny? Would you like to butt fuck your teacher?" "Yes ma'am." "Right now, you know where I want that young cock of yours, don't you?" "In your nasty little cunt?" "That's right Danny. No more talking now, fuck me!" Mike complied and immediately knew he was going to have to fight like hell to keep from cumming too quickly. Unlike some of the other porn actresses Mike had screwed in a movie, Nona had an astoundingly hot, tight and wet little quim. But, art was art and fucking was something else. Mike was a pro. He lasted until Ed signaled that he had enough fuck film. Mike had worked his hands along Nona's sleek body and nuzzled her back and neck as he pistoned into her. He had whispered encouragement in her ear. Her astounding ass had begun to rotate in perfect harmony; they were actually screwing. He focused on a small, faint birthmark just above the cleft of her exquisite butt to take his mind off the action at hand but it was more the fact that he didn't want to cum than a factor of his normal control technique. Nona was just an incredible piece of ass. She added to the dialogue again. "Do you want to cum inside me, Danny? I want you to. I want to feel your warm cream inside my tight little pussy. Would you like that?" Nona glanced surreptitiously at Ed, he at first shook his head no, then changed his mind. "Cum inside me baby! I know I can get you hard again with my mouth and then..." Mike could sense that Nona was breathing faster. The hot little porn star was getting into it. Fuck, so am I. He came with a growl, slamming into the beautiful young woman with animalistic abandon. He knew damned well he wasn't acting. Nona came too; it was different than her first one. He was positive it had been real. Improvising on his own, he worked his mouth along the crack of her ass and diddled her tight little brown eye with his tongue while quickly removing the condom; the makeup girl wiped off his cock out of view of the cameras. "Oh, Danny, you're putting your tongue in my nasty little asshole. Oh, that's very wicked and very nice." Nona was again moving her hips and fucking his tongue with her ass. "You want to fuck me there, don't you Danny? We'll first we have to get that big cock of yours hard again. And then, of course..." Nona looked at Ed before she spoke her next line. "We need lubrication or you'll hurt my tender little backdoor." The camera focused on Nona's stunning young face as the prop guy quickly removed the seal from bottle of Probe and handed it to Mike. As Nona looked back at him, Mike gave her a quizzical look. She again improvised a line which also made her intentions clear. "That's the biggest cock I've ever seen Danny! I really love a cock up my ass, but yours is so big! You're going to have go really slow and let me get used to your monster cock. You do want to fuck your favorite teacher in the ass, don't you Danny?" "Yes ma'am, Miss Jones, I really want to put my big cock in your ass." The camera had zoomed in as Mike worked half the bottle of Probe up inside Nona's anal canal. While Nona snaked her finger back to test the territory, Mike applied a second condom. He was a little past half hard, but the image of plundering Nona's sweet little rump was assuring a faster than normal recovery. Nona flipped over. "You're balls are so big! You're almost ready, baby. Let me suck on those big nuts and speed thing up a bit." Not only did Nona work Mike's balls over with her talented tongue, she managed to slip a finger and the tip of her tongue part way in his ass. Mike had done anal shoots before, usually with some over the hill hag. He'd done it once with one of the college girl amateurs who claimed she'd been boned up the shitter before but had a real problem taking his girth. She had not really enjoyed it but the whining and complaining ended up making pretty good video. Nona took Mike's condom covered cock into her mouth and brought him back to full attention within a few minutes. She pulled her legs up to her chest and fingered her shit hole invitingly. "Right here Danny, nice and slow...ahhh! Okay, okay, slow, that's right, slow...okay. Oh, Danny, where is your big cock now?" "It's in your ass, Miss Jones, it inside your hot, sweet, tight, fucking ass!" Mike kept looking for a signal from Nona. He knew his cock was bigger than average and didn't want to either hurt her or make her too sore by fucking her butt too long. Nona continued to make up lines as she went along. "Fuck that ass, Danny, be my special backdoor man. Show me what a fine young man you are, fuck this little bitch! Shove that big long cock in as far as it will go!" Mike made up some dialogue of his own. "You're a very nasty little slut Miss Jones! You've got a tight little pussy and a tight little mouth but your ass is really tight. Take that cock, bitch! Take that big cock in your hot little ass hole you fucking sweet little anal whore!" Mike never really got a signal from Nona to stop. In spite of the fact that this would be his third cum in short order he just got into the butt fuck and let it rip. He came with a roar and there wasn't much acting involved in it. Nona yanked the condom off his cock and sucked the remaining cum off of it. Mike knew he was totally fucked out and hoped that Ed didn't need any retakes. Without thinking he took Nona in his arms and kissed her, lovingly. "Cut!" Ed yelled, as the crew erupted into applause. "Holy shit!" Ed exclaimed. "You two were phenomenal! We shot the whole thing without a single cut! That was amazing!" "Are we done here for the night, Ed?" Nona asked nonchalantly, extricating herself from Mike's embrace. "I can't imagine we need to re shoot anything. I'd love to get you back for some setup body shots, you're body is spectacular, but damn! This is a winner!" "Nice working with you, Mike. You are a real professional. Work is work and it's not always pleasant but you're the easiest I've ever worked with. I hope we can work together again in the future." She shook his hand, dressed quickly, bid the crew a friendly good bye and was out the door. "Mike, do you want to take a look at the tape and help me edit it?" Ed asked hopefully. "Usually, no, but this felt pretty good, let's see what you've got." Mike replied. A little after two in the morning on Saturday, Mike and Ed had edited the film. It was better than anything Ed had ever done. The new high end cameras and sound system made a big difference but both knew there was karma on the screen thanks to the two actors. "You need to call her back for another shoot." Mike said. Ed hesitated. "She doesn't want to work that way. She wouldn't give me a call back number. She said that she'd call me if she was interested in making another film. I had to pay her double the going rate. Hell, she had credits, she was a pro---and she is fucking gorgeous!" "Double?" Mike asked. "Yea, double, in advance." Ed said, grabbing his business checkbook. "And you earned double too." "You got an address right, she signed a contract?" "Yea, but it's a P.O. box." "Great! This is good stuff, Ed. It might just be your break through film. Enough with the hags and the fat guys! You could do a whole series with her. And as much as I detest this slimy business, I'd do her again in a heartbeat. It was the closest thing I have had to real sex in a hell of a long time." Mike returned to his apartment a little after three and crashed. He awoke late in the morning and made himself breakfast. As he was getting dressed to go over to the work shop and do some work, his phone rang. It was Sheila. "Hey, Mike, I'm glad I caught you. I was wondering if you needed help this afternoon and then I wanted to invite you to dinner. It's my treat this time. I finally found a part time job doing some modeling work and I want to take you someplace nice; I owe you." Several of the other members of the class came in to help, including, unfortunately, one of the clumsy ones. He heard a very loud, "ouch" and turned quickly hoping that it didn't involve blood or lost fingers. Ms. Clumsy had poked Sheila in the back with a board and was now profusely apologizing. Sheila was rubbing her delectable back side and trying to see if the skin was broken, Mike ran over to check on the extent of her injury. "Let me see, Sheila." Mike said as he came up behind her. "Yea, right, you just want to look down the back of my shorts!" She said, forcing a small grin. "Hey, I'm a guy, of course I do, but I also want to make sure you're not hurt. This is purely a clinical exam." Mike said with a grin. What Mike saw startled him. The board had caused a small welt; an ice pack would be prudent. The skin was not broken but where the board had hit was where the skin is thin and there is bone very close to the surface. It had probably hurt like hell. The birthmark directly below the welt was what had startled him. He knew that birthmark. He'd had his cock inserted about two inches below it the previous night. There couldn't be two exactly the same. The height and overall body style was right. Green eyes...contacts! Sheila refused the ice pack and everyone returned to work. What had she said? "Mike, you really don't know me and I'm not sure I'm what or who you think I am or are looking for." That was a slight understatement. Wait a minute, ass wipe! What right do you have to get all high and mighty? So, she's a porn actor. Well, so are you! So, what's the big deal? Shit! He'd been planning to try to get in Sheila's pants tonight after dinner, except he'd already gotten into a lot more than her pants. Or had he? He fucked Nona in every way possible. When Sheila had invited him to dinner, she had flirted and she had hinted they might spend the night together. Oh fuck! What do I do now? You like her, don't you? Hell you like both of them---Sheila and Nona. You need to tell her you know. You're the one being dishonest. Tonight...you'll tell her tonight. He looked over at Sheila and he knew he felt different about her than he'd felt about any girl in a long time. He really, really liked her. He picked her up for dinner a few hours later. She wanted to dress up for dinner at a nice restaurant and he agreed. His heart skipped a beat. The little black dress; she looked like a princess. When they arrived at the restaurant, people noticed her; their eyes followed her. And then he just said fuck it and had the most wonderful evening he had ever had in his life with the realization that he was falling in love with a porn star. They went back to his apartment and made out. They agreed wordlessly that it was time to retire to the bed. Sheila excused herself to go to the bathroom; it must be diaphragm time, Mike assumed. He heard the door close in the dark. He could see her exquisite form in the dimness. She was going over to turn on the bed side light; that was good, Mike preferred making love---and that's what they were going to do---with the lights on. And in a flash, he was staring at Nona Lisa's sparking green eyes. "So, Massive Mike Drillsum, are you completely recovered from last night?" "You knew it was me?" "Of course I did, you didn't?" "No, I didn't, not until today, when I was looking down your shorts and saw the birthmark." "Oh dear! And you let me sit through dinner and make a fool of myself? I thought we both knew or maybe I thought you knew but didn't think I knew or, oh fuck! Let me take these damned contacts out and lose the wig. I guess we need to talk." Sheila said. "Sheila! We need to get right back to where we were a few seconds ago when you thought I knew, which should have been the two of us laughing our asses off at the sheer comedy of the whole thing. First you hardly made a fool of yourself. I have never had a more wonderful evening with any girl than I had with you this evening. I like you a lot! You're the most interesting woman I've ever met in my life. You're also, I've come to discover, a pretty hot little fuck, but we'll get back to that in a minute. You have to know this isn't guy bull shit! It's not a line I'm using to get in your pants, I mean, we've..." "Mike, you got in Nona's pants,or more correctly, her mouth, cunt and ass---not Sheila's. You can't possibly think we could have anything like a normal relationship in view of..." "Why the hell not? It's not like one of us screws on tape---we both do!" "Yea, but Mike, I've been doing this for the last two years. I've had sex on film with a lot of guys." "Are you planning to make a career of this or are you just trying to get through college---like me? Did you care about any of those other guys?" Sheila shook her head. "Well join the club! I will agree that if we're going to look for something real in terms of a relationship it might make sense for both of us to change careers but..." "We both have another semester to goand the money is..." "Okay, okay, good point. What do you suggest? And let me add, don't get flip. I like you a lot. I like being with you. I don't want to lose you so we need to come up with some answers." "Are you trying to say that you believe that the two of us could be...a couple...a real couple?" "Why not? At least neither of has to worry about the other one finding out what he or she did to work their way through college." "That's an excellent point." "We could still make a few more films. We're damned good together on screen. I sat up with Ed and helped him edit our work half the night---it's fucking phenomenal! He wants to do a series!" "It would be pretty hot. There are a few real couples in the big time porn industry and their films are always in demand because people know they are real and not faking it. On the other hand, we're not giving up our disguises. I don't want my son or daughter coming home from college one day and asking me to explain why that women on the screen looks just like mommy did when she was younger." "I'm in total agreement." "Suppose we really suck in the sack?" "Huh?" "That was just acting; maybe it won't work when it's for real." Sheila said. "I'm pretty damned sure you came for real at least once. And for a major part of that film I'm pretty sure I wasn't acting." "Yea, I did. I got into it. Do you know why? Because I had, just an instant before, put two and two together and knew it was you. And the idea of you fucking me turned me on so much that I came. I've never let a porn actor put it in my ass. I've done some butt plug masturbation scenes, pretty damned hot as I recall but on or off screen I'd never done anal! Shit, I figured you knew, didn't think I did and I was just going to screw with your head. But you were still fucking some hot little porn star. Suppose it's not the same when you're..." It Was Just a Porn Film Fuck "Making love to Shelia?" "Making love. I haven't done that in...maybe never?" Sheila said softly. "Same here. We've got some catching up to do. Get over here you lovely minx!" "I'm scared." Sheila said, the moisture from her eyes falling on Mikes shoulder. "Mike, I'm pretty sure I've never done this before, had sex when I wasn't acting, making love as you so sweetly put it. Suppose I can't pull it off? Suppose the acting gets in the way of what's real?" "Then we'll just have to keep practicing until we get it right." Mike said, softly caressing Sheila's face and neck with his lips. Sheila and Mike spent the rest of the night and most of the next day practicing until they finally got it right. And did they ever get it right. "You said, 'I love you', Mike. I would have blown it off but you said it well after you came." "I'm pretty sure I heard those same three words come out of your lovely lips." "Are we nuts? Are we crazy? Is this possible?" "How do you feel right this second?" "Safe, warm, happy, secure, blissful and in love." "Me too. Why?" "Why? Because you made love to me---we made love—it was amazing, the earth moved, I saw stars, I'm lying here wrapped in your arms and I never want to be anywhere else---ever! That's why." "Did you ever feel that way after a porn fuck?" "Of course not; it's just work." "Then you've just answered your own question. This is real. That other stuff is theatre. And now you're going to fall asleep in my arms. And when you awake, we'll still be here together. And I'll still love you. That's what's real." "You win! By the way, when was the last time you had sex without a condom?" "Never?" "Same here. It's better, it's a lot better, isn't it?" "Uh, huh. Are you on the pill? I know you're not wearing a diaphragm." "Nope." "Okay."