Mum, I've go a job in films

(The final part of a trilogy)

By Biard Zukitoff

My life continued in it's usual routine over the next few weeks until one lunchtime, about five weeks after the photo session, I was last in the queue at the University canteen and having difficulty in deciding whether to have the fish or pie, when I was joined by the young Asian student who had been at the photo session with Natasha and I.

It was he, who I now knew was called Ram, who had made most of the suggestions on that occasion, including the shaving of her pussy and I had gained the distinct impression that, there was more to his interest in watching us fucking, than just art and photography.

"Hello" he said, as he grabbed a tray and slid in behind me.

"Hi, how's it going"?

"I'm glad I bumped into you," he said, as we moved along the counter and I finally decided on the fish.

"Really, why are you arranging another session?" I said, thinking I could use the extra cash.

"Well sort of……it depends"

" Depends on what?" I said, as we reached the cashier and paid for our food.

He hesitated as we both looked for somewhere to sit.

"Er…..on you really, I suppose," he said, directing me quite deliberately towards an empty table, at the far side of the canteen, away from the main crowd.

We sat down and started to eat quietly until my curiosity got the better of me and I again addressed him.

"So, you were saying, it depends on me?"

"Well yes, I was so impressed the last time that…" he hesitated, as I waited, slightly irritated, for him to chew another mouthful of food and swallow it.

"Well?" I said, as he finished chewing and said nothing.

"I was so impressed" he repeated.

"Yes, so you said….for Christ's sake spit it out"

"I want to make a film"

There was a few seconds silence as the penny dropped and I realised, that what he really wanted, was to make a porn film.

"You mean a fuck flick?" my voice rose slightly and realising it, I looked around to see if anyone had overheard.

"I wouldn't have put it like that," he said keeping his eyes averted from me and talking in practically a whisper.

"You may not, but that's really what you want"

"No, I just thought something tasteful "

"How tasteful can someone fucking be?"

There was a minutes embarrassed silence and then he said, "Does that mean you're not interested?"

"No"

"No you're not interested, or no, it doesn't mean, you're not interested?"

"You know, if you always go about things this way, nothing would ever get done, let's do it this way, one, Yes I'm interested, two, how much is it worth, three, what did you have in mind?"

"OK" he said with a look of relief, "I thought about the same money as before"

"Not on your life!"

"Well what were you thinking of"

"Two fifty for me and the same for her"

"OK" he said a little too quickly.

"What have you done with the photos you took?" I asked, realising that he was into this for the money.

"I sold them on to a publisher friend of mine…they were mine to sell….you both signed release forms"

"Yes, I know, I was just curious, and what will you do with the film?"

"Sell it to anyone who's interested in taking it"

"OK"

"Shall I tell you what I had in mind then?"

He went on to tell me that, he'd shoot on video not film and that it would be a good idea if the film was set in a massage parlour, he detailed a series of erotic scenes that could be played out, but, when I asked what location he had in mind, he came up dry.

"Well I think I can solve your problem," I said, suddenly thinking of Delights sauna and Diane.

"Sounds just the place, but what about the owner?"

"That you'll have to deal with, but I think I can arrange with one of the girls there to be my partner…..she's a real hot babe and has a great body"

It was a full two weeks before Ram got back to me to confirm that he had spoken to the owner of Delights, they had come to a suitable financial arrangement that satisfied both of them and he also confirmed, the whole place would be closed but Diane would be there, on the night of Tuesday the fifteenth which was just a week away.

I asked if he had spoken to Diane about doing the filming, and he said the owner of Delights was sorting that out as part of their deal, but added, it wouldn't hurt for me to give her a ring.

I didn't phone Diane, but called in to see her as I passed the door a few days later. She was pleased to see me and said the owner had spoken to her about it and was paying her generously for her part.

"I'm glad you came in, I wasn't sure whom they had me partnered with, until I saw you, but then, I remembered, you're the one with stamina, a large cock and a cute arse," she said with a laugh.

I left with a smile on my face, expectation in my heart and anticipation in my loins as the prospect of fucking her for the first time in just three days time, turned in my head.

At seven o'clock on the evening of the fifteenth I drew up in the car park of Delights and walked through the glass doors to be greeted by Ram and an Asian camera man, Asian sound recordist, Asian boom operator, a Polish make-up girl, a lighting guy from Iran and a Afro-Caribbean lad who was some sort of gofer.

"Christ! What's this the League of Nations?" I exclaimed as he introduced me to each of them.

"They're good, and cheap," he said in hushed tones, getting hold of my arm and pulling me to one side.

"This little lot must be costing you a fortune, how do get it all back?"

"I'll get it all back and more, by the time I've distributed it to parts of the Arab world, Asia and the Continent, your cock will be famous from Delhi to Dubrovnik and as for Diane she's blonde and the Arabs love blonds"

"Well, lets get started"

I walked through the internal door into the changing room followed by the technicians and Ram who explained that the first shots were to be of me undressing whilst I took time to chat with Diane who was wearing her usual crisp short white outfit.

"What sort of underwear are you wearing?" he asked.

"I've got a pair of boxers on"

"That's no good, did you bring anything else?"

"Yes a whole selection of different types"

"Lets have a look" he said as I turned out my trusty sports bag and grabbed the handful of varying colours and types of underwear I brought.

He rifled through them and selected a white HOM thong.

"Try these"

"I slipped off my trousers and boxers and put on the underwear arranging my cock and balls in the small pouch of stretch fabric, whilst he looked on.

"Turn sideways," he said crouching down and staring at my crotch.

"That's great, they're pushing everything up and forward showing what a magnificent package you've got, you're making me quite jealous," he continued.

We shot the simple scene of me getting undressed down to my underwear, Ram explaining that he did not want to show too much, too soon, we then moved on to a scene in the sauna cabin with me enjoying getting a sweat on, the only thing was that it was not switched on and our little Polish make-up girl called Basha was invited to produce something akin to sweat on my torso.

Standing in the cabin with the lights and crew fighting for space, she firstly rubbed oil onto my chest and stomach then sprayed a mist of water over the top to give the effect of beads of perspiration.

Ram shouted "Speed" which was producer talk for 'Tape running' and I sat there acting as if I was hot.

Suddenly, he shouted "Cut, this won't do, his forehead is so shiny I can see my face in it, Basha!"

"Yees Mr Ram" she responded in a thick Polish accent, pushing past the crew and dusting my forehead with powder.

Ram started again and this time got the shot, explaining that in the next scene I had to walk out of the door of the cubicle and casually drop the towel letting him get a full frontal.

"No, flaccid cocks for this scene, I want semi-hard…not hard, got it?"

"Yes got it…you'll have to give me a second," I said

"Why?"

"Cos, it's not hard at the moment"

"And what do you do about that?"

"I spend a few minutes with Diane's hand," I said, as she walked over and put her hand under the towel making it dropped to the floor.

I perched on the slatted seat of the sauna cabin, whilst Diane gently grasped my flaccid cock, peeled back the foreskin and started to use a milking motion to massage it up into an erection. She moved away leaving it hard and standing to attention whilst I looked around the cabin and noticed that Ram and all the other male members of the crew had bulges in their trousers which were visibly bigger.

I stood and wrapped the towel around me once again, this time it stuck out seven to eight inches where my cock was.

Ram sighed, "That's no good..I said semi-hard and you know something, it's a pity you're no circumcised"

"What?"

"Circumcised cocks look better on camera and even piercing and discreet tattoos"

"I can't do anything about the circumcision, tattoo or piercing but I can about the erection" Diane said, stepping forward again and thrusting her hand under the towel where she placed a forefinger and thumb on the head of my cock and squeezed, this produced an instant result, my erection half subsided leaving me semi-hard as instructed.

"Right let's go for it" Ram shouted, and the scene was shot.

The next few scenes were about the same and I was variously shot erect, semi-erect and flaccid, until eventually, my balls ached with the ups and downs, then, we moved into the massage room where Ram announced. "You can both be free spirits, do just as you like, but please, if you're going to cum, give us a signal of some sort, like a thumbs up, so we can get the shots,"

I lay on the massage table and Diane moved to the side, starting to run her hand across my chest.

"You've got a load of stubble," she said, taking a closer look at my skin.

"Yes I know, it's been seven weeks since I last shaved, or rather John did me…literally"

"Oh, I see, I have competition do I?"

"Not really"

"Well try this for size" she said, stripping off her white overall and running some warm water into a bowl.

For the next twenty minutes she shaved me from shoulder to toes, leaving me once more smooth and fresh skinned whilst Ram, and the crew, moved back and forth around the action paying a lot of attention to close-ups of her when she did my cock, balls and pubes.

As soon as she finished cleaning up the residual soap, she leant over, and started to kiss my chest, making light snuffling sounds as she sucked on my nipples and one of her hands slowly crept down my flat belly towards my cock.

I shivered under the touch of her mouth against me and the warmth of her hand as it slid under my rigid manhood and gently stroked my pubes, my hand reaching out and running over the silky smooth skin of her arse.

Slowly she started to grip my cock between her fingers as I, in return, slipped my hand into the waistband of her small panties and pulled them down to her knees, where, she deftly and without leaving contact with me, shook them to the floor and stepped out of them.

Turning my head sideways I looked at her pubes resting against the side of the massage couch, the dark blonde hair on her mound clearly visible just above the edge, was neatly trimmed to a narrow band about an inch wide and as I moved my hand to probe inside her, she moved back slightly to accommodate me.

Diane's hand was working magic on my cock as it slid back and forth along the length, first slowly, then quickly, then slowly once again whilst occasionally she would release it and play with my balls cupping her hand around them and rolling them across her palm. Whilst I fingered her cunt feeling the little ridges inside and using my thumb to massage the hard little button of her clit, the whole of my hand moist with the love juice that she exuded from her womanhood.

My cock felt as if it were about to burst as she again started the quick pumping motions whilst tightening her grip around me. This is it I though as I tried to hold back but couldn't.

One hand inside her, I put the other into the air and with the thumb pointing toward the ceiling I shot my load, Diane at that exact moment, knowing that my orgasm was imminent moved her head down, and placing her warm mouth over the end of my cock sucked hard as I splashed hot semen into her.

As I came, I felt her legs close together against my fingers and knew, that at that same moment, she too had climaxed. I felt her gently release my cock even though it remained hard and swollen, from her mouth and as it dropped back onto my belly she moved without a word, climbed onto the table astride me and guided it inside her wet cunt sitting down hard to take its full size deep inside.

"Come on baby fuck me," she implored as she bounced up and down on my swollen member.

"Yes, yes," I replied as I began to feel another orgasm beginning to develop but becoming aware of a man with a camera leaning over my chest and taking close-ups of my cock and her cunt, the thought and sight if being filmed making me swell harder inside her.

"Oh god" she cried as she climaxed again and jumped up and down.

"Fuck you, make me cum" I shouted again holding my hand high with the thumb upward and the cameraman moving slightly to one side so that I could grab her breasts and roll the hard little nipples between my thumb and forefinger.

"Come on, fuck me…..aargh!" I shouted again, as she lifted herself of my eight and a half inches and the cum shot into the air, splashing down onto my belly. We remained still for a few seconds before she scooped the sticky juice up with her hands, licked it off and finally collapsed on top of me, pressing her breasts against my damp chest.

There was total silence around us as we both lay exhausted on the narrow table until I looked around the room, Ram had his fly open and was furiously masturbating his dark brown cock with one hand whilst he held a wad of tissues in the other. The camera man and sound engineer had not been so lucky by the look of them as they had large damp patches on their trousers, whilst the make-up girl was on her knees giving a blow job to the Afro-Caribbean who had the largest cock I've ever seen.

I nudged Diane who looked blearily at me as I indicated the scene around us.

There was a groaning sound from Ram and then he said in the loudest voice he could muster, "That's a wrap"

I got up late on Wednesday morning and feeling great apart from a little tenderness around the end of my cock, decided to phone around and catch up on the news with family and friends.

The phone rang a couple of times before the receiver was lifted, the familiar voice answered, and we talked for several minutes before reaching a natural lull in the conversation when I casually said, "Mum, I've got a job in films"

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