To this day, I will never know why she chose me. I was just sitting having a beer 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.
Before I tell you about that, let me tell you all about me. I was raised from a young age in a council children's home, and as far as I know, I have no siblings.
I never met my parents, and I know nothing about them. I was always a big lad for my size; I loved sports, especially rugby, where I played in the back row.
I left school at fifteen and did quite a few manual jobs. I mainly worked on building sites and farms, which did do me the world of good. I was not a gym-bound muscleman, but I was a well-built lad. Some lads I played rugby with often described me as a unit, which is a compliment in our chosen sport.
At seventeen, after a run-in with the law, I joined the British army. It seemed the natural thing for me to do. They worked me hard, trained me well, and fed me well, and I loved the lifestyle. After two years, I was shipped out to Germany. There were no war zones for the British army at that time. We spent our time training, playing sports, and drinking. We played hard and worked hard, and I loved it.
The television adverts and the recruiting sergeant both painted a picture of young squaddies on beaches, at BBQs, skiing, or skydiving. Trust me, it was nothing like that—nothing like it at all.
A two-year stint in Germany was soon followed by a series of assignments in Scotland, Canada, South Africa, and Malta, followed by a year at the regiment's base camp in Yorkshire. Seeing the world at someone else's expense, I made some good mates and had some great adventures along the way.
I also learned how to clean stuff, how to paint things, how to dig trenches, and how to fill trenches. There were a lot of mundane things to fill our time between the good times. They did teach me how to drive, which was a bonus.
I played rugby for my regiment, which was a huge honour.
My time in the army came to a sudden end when the British government decided to scale down the armed forces. So, I left, aged just twenty-six and with no job to go to, but I did have a few pounds in the bank. Some of the guys spent a lot of dosh on flash cars and stuff like that but I stuck as much as I could in the bank.
I guess coming out of a care home had taught me the importance of money, when you have never had any you take care of it when it comes your way.
I moved back to the town that I had grown up in and found a flat. It was not a palace, but I had bunked down in worse places. So, there I was, enjoying the summer off, sitting in a bar with a beer and watching the cricket on TV.
Then, out of nowhere, Sally approached me. I know it is a cliché, but she changed my life forever. I look back now and wonder where I would be and what I would be doing if she had not walked over that day.
Anyway, back to Sally...
She was a good-looking woman; I guess that these days we would call her a MILF. I had noticed her coming into the bar with a guy; I figured at the time it was her husband or a boyfriend. They were both well dressed. They looked like a yuppie power couple or two plain-clothed CID officers.
I noticed them both looking my way a few times, but at the time, I thought I was getting a bit paranoid. Then, after a few minutes, she came over and sat down opposite me.
"Hello there, may I join you please?" she asked. She had a local accent but with a posh twang to it.
She had a smile that must have broken a fair few hearts in its time.
"Sure thing," I said, and I looked toward the bar where she and her friend had been standing; he had gone.
"Hello, so my name is Sally," she said with a smile.
The kind of smile that makes a man like me go weak at the knees.
"Hello, I'm Zak," I replied, and we shook hands, "It is nice to meet you, Sally."
"Well Zak, I won't beat about the bush," she said with a slight smile, "I run a company that does movies, and we are looking for someone just like you!"
"What do you mean someone just like me?" I asked, more than a little intrigued. I was not sure to be insulted or pleased...
She must have sensed my caginess.
"What I mean by that is a good-looking guy that has a fit look about him plus a few muscles." She said and passed me a very professional-looking business card.
I took it and read it...
BSB Films, it had her name and telephone number on it as well as an address on an industrial estate not that far from where I lived.
"So, what does the job entail?" I asked.
I was intrigued and worried at the same time. Guys like me do not get approached by ladies like Sally and then get asked to work in the movie industry.
"I want you to be in a few movies," she said, that smile lit up her face as she said it.
To be fair, I thought she might want me to hump gear around or something; to be honest, that is all I was good for. I had never considered myself a heartthrob or even that good-looking. I had spent a lot of time in the Army loading and unloading trucks.
"What sort of movies do you make?" I asked. To be fair, I was both worried and excited at the same time. I was worried she might have mistaken me for a queer.
She hesitated for a few seconds. She looked around to make sure she could not be overheard, then moved closer and lowered her voice to no more than a whisper.
"Let us say they are specialist soft porn," her eyes never left mine as she told me, "We want a nice lad with a decent body to star in them!"
Now, that took my breath away, to say the least, and again, I wondered if she thought I was gay. Did I look gay? I knew the bar was not one of the town's gay bars, but was I giving off some sort of gay vibe?
I guess I did not have a bad body, but I was no Adonis. Many thoughts whirled around in my head, was it a hoax, was it a wind-up, was it some sort of weird bet?
"Look, how about you think about it? I will get you another pint?! "She said.
I watched her as she headed back to the bar; she had a cute arse, and I wondered if I was going to act in a movie with her. Then I thought about the bloke she had come into the bar with; maybe they would want me to join in with them both.
Sally came back with a pint of bitter for me and G&T for herself.
She passed me the beer and took a swig of her Gin. She smiled at me and waited for me to say something. I smiled at her and gathered my thoughts. When I did not say anything, she came straight to the point.
"So, Zak, what do you think about my offer?" she said.
"Okay, Sally, but I have never acted in my life," I said, a little bit shocked; I never saw myself as a porn star; I did not even have a bushy moustache. All porn stars back then had bushy moustaches.
To be fair, I did not think my cock was that big, and the few porn films I had seen were full of black guys that were hung like donkeys or mega-fit white lads. I was just a bog, average bloke.
One of the lads in Germany went to a porn shop over there and bought some videos, and did a film show one night. All the guys seemed to be really well blessed in the trouser department.
Okay, I had never been shy in the communal showers, but I was not the biggest in the world. I remember one guy in Germany that has a cock like a Chipolata.
"To be honest, Zak, there is not much acting involved," she said with a smile. "You just have to do what comes naturally to most guys."
"You make it sound so easy!" I replied.
"It is; we don't do any weird stuff, we don't make anyone uncomfortable, it is just all good old British porn!" she said with a cheeky wink.
Her friend had reappeared at the bar and was now waving over at her. She held up her hand to him. He pointed at his watch as if they had an appointment they needed to get to. She waved back at him...
"Look, Zak. it is easy work to be fair and it pays really well," she said with another of those cheeky winks, "if you are interested why not give me a call sometime?"
"Just how well paid is it?" I asked. I had taken the bait, and that was for sure.
"Two hundred and fifty quid per movie plus if the movie sells well, you will get some royalties on each resale!" she laughed, "Oh, plus you get fed and watered!"
"Two hundred and fifty a week?" I said.
"No, that's Two hundred and fifty per film, and we normally do two a day, but obviously, we only film twice or three times a week!" she said.
In those days two hundred and fifty quid was a small fortune and as she said it, I thought about my dwindling bank account. I did not even think about the royalties, to be honest. I guess like most blokes my age I was thinking about the now not the future.
"And what do I have to do for that," I said; I was starting to get worried; a sudden thought had hit me that she might still have thought I was gay.
"We will introduce you to your partner for the day," she said, "they are either soft porn actors or housewives looking to make a few quid, we set out a story, and you act it out. You shag them or at least look like you are shagging them, and you get paid by cheque the following week!"
"And It's that easy?" I asked. In my head, I thought this was all too good to be true; there must be some sticking point or some sort of a catch!
"It's that easy, trust me," she said, "a nice few quid for a few hours of rolling around on a bed with a very sexy lady."
To be fair, it did sound appealing, and I had a dry run for a while.
"So, if I did say yes, what happens next?" I asked.
I was still dubious, but two hundred and fifty quid was two hundred and fifty quid at the end of the day, and I knew that if I did not go for it, I might regret it one day!
"Well, we would want you to come and do a screen test and to see if you would work on camera," she replied, "We can use a stunt double for the close-ups and cock shots, so yes, it is really that easy, Zak!"
And with that, she stood up and, with a wink, walked back over to her friend; I watched her sexy ass as she walked back to the bar, but so did every red-blooded male in the bar.
She and her friend had a quick chat, and both waved at me and left. To be honest, lady luck had not been good to me recently, and it had been a while since my last shag, plus doing bugger all, all summer had eaten into my savings.
I finished the pint she had bought me and headed home via the chip shop.
I mulled it over for a few hours; I was both worried and intrigued. The following morning, I used the pay phone in the local shopping centre to call her. The first time I called, I got an answering machine message saying that there would be no one there until around noon.
I went back to the flat, got my old army running gear out, and did a five-mile run around the local park. I was out of practice and had spent too much time on the ale. I could smell the beer sweating out of me as I ran in the summer sun.
I figured if I was going to do a film, I should try to look at my best. Once I had done my run, I did some sit-ups, push-ups, and burpees.
When I got home, I looked around my little flat, well it was more of a bedsitter than a flat. A few pounds would let me get somewhere a bit better. If I was planning to get a bird, I needed somewhere to bring her home too.
After a cheeky wank to make sure I was not too fast off the mark, I showered and got changed into my best jeans and shirt before I headed back to the shopping centre; this time, the telephone was quickly answered by a bloke.
I asked for Sally, and he asked me to hold on and a few minutes later, she was on the line.
"Hello, this is Sally!" I heard her say as she picked up the phone.
"Hi Sally, this is Zak," I said, "We met yesterday in the pub?"
"Oh yes, hi Zak, how are you?" she asked, "I hope you have called to say you might consider my offer?"
"Yes, Sally ... I am well, and yes, I might be interested in that offer of work," I replied, trying not to sound too nervous or too eager.
"That's great Zak, are you free this afternoon by any chance?" she asked getting straight down to business.
"Yes, I am free all day!" I said, still a little nervous.
"Well, I can line up a screen test for four o'clock, why don't you grab a taxi over to us, we will reimburse you," she said, "Just remember to get a receipt or my accountant will do my head in."
"Okay, do I need to bring anything?" I said, and as soon as the words left my lips, I knew it was a stupid question. I felt myself blushing.
"No love ... just bring yourself!" she laughed, "and we will see you at four o'clock."
I went for a walk around the shops and tried to compose myself, I had never been so nervous in the whole of my life.
I was outside by half-past three, but I walked around the block three times as my nerves had gotten the better of me. So, it was ten minutes after four o'clock when I rang the bell. The place just looked like an industrial unit, I was not sure what a porn film studio would look like, but this was not it.
It was a two-story unit with no windows, just a solid front door and roller shutter door at the front. It looked no different to the ones on either side of it. There was even a small van with the company logo on it parked outside.
Sally answered the door with a smile.
"Oh, Hi Zak, I was worried you might have changed your mind!" she said and glanced at her watch.
I decided that honesty was the best policy.
"I am sorry, Sally, I had a little attack of nerves!" I replied.
"There is no need to be nervous, love!" she said, "please come in and meet the team!"
She took me into a kitchen; four people, two guys and two ladies were in the room.
"Would you like a cup of tea or coffee?" Sally asked.
"May I have a cup of coffee please with milk but no sugar" I replied, looking around the place. I had decided to cut sugar out as part of my new fitness drive.
She made me a drink while introducing me to the other four guys.
"So, this is Zak, and he is here to try out for a role in the film," she told the group.
"This is Carl; he does cameras and sound," she said.
Carl held his hand out to me; his handshake was limp.
"Hello, love," he said, his voice was a dead giveaway that he was gay, "Well, let's hope you do better than the two lads we tried yesterday."
"Carl, please, mate, do not put the lad under pressure before he starts," Sally giggled.
"This is Toni; she does set design, makeup, and costumes," she continued.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you!" Toni said.
She gave me a cute smile; she was dressed like an art school dropout, with Doctor Martins' boots, black leggings, and a huge man's lumberjack shirt. She was a chunky chick with a great pair of tits.
"This is Andy, he also does cameras and sound and some of the editing!" Sally told me.
Andy was in his sixties and looked like a retired geography teacher. He was wearing a corduroy suit with patches on the elbows. He had a pair of half-moon glasses on a string around his neck.
"Hello mate, it's good to meet you," he said and got up to make himself a drink.
"And finally, this is Mandy," Sally giggled, "She does everything, makeup, costumes, storylines a lo, t of the admin work, and every other job we can find her!"
Mandy was a cute-looking woman in her late thirties or early forties, with dyed permed hair, and a cheeky look about her. She had a nice, rounded figure and a cracking pair of knockers. She had a look of Barbara Windsor about her.
She gave me a cheeky wink and a smile, "It's very nice to meet you, Zak."
"And you know me, I am the boss, I direct and edit the films," she said, "So now you have met the team come into the office and we will have a little chat."
So, we went into a little office that was just off the kitchen and she shut the door behind us. It looked like any office I had been in, filing cabinets, a desk with a typewriter and a holiday planner on the wall. There were some movie posters in frames.
As soon as we took our seats, Sally got down to business.
"So, Zak, I will be honest with you not all guys can do this, some that think they are studs can't do the job in front of cameras," she said. She was not beating around the bush, which I liked. Being ex-army, we liked it when people just gave it to you straight.
"Well, sadly, I am no stud!" I replied.
Again, I was worried that my cock was not that big and my body was not buff enough for movies.
"That's fine, we have a cock double we can use, and the sex can be implied," she told me.
I had no idea how a cock double would work, and implied sex was something even more confusing...
"Implied sex?" I asked, confused.
"Yeah, well, if you lose your erection, you can still hump away!" she laughed, "trust me, you will get the hang of it!"
"And it does not look funny in the film?" I asked.
"No, we just use clever camera angles!" she smiled.
"And that works?" I asked nervously.
"It is like this, Zak; most of the people that watch porn just want to see an everyday guy's fucking everyday birds. We do not use guys with huge cocks or birds with false tits," she told me, "It's just you and a lady having sex."
"But won't people know?" I asked.
"No, not at all," she giggled, "as I said, we used clever camera angles and good editing to make it look real!"
"Okay ... but", I started to say.
"It's cool Zak, you will be fine." She interrupted, "Just go with the flow and please just enjoy it."
"Okay, you seem to have more faith in me than I do," I said honestly, and I took a long sip of my drink.
"Just go with the flow and take your time," she said, "So do you want to do a screen test?"
I did not pause. I knew in my head if I paused, I might bottle it...
"Yes, if you think I am good enough?" I replied before I had time to mull it over in my head and back out of the deal.
"Oh, I do. You are just the sort of guy we need, and I am sure you will be okay," she smiled.
She stood up and opened the door, calling the other guys in.
"Toni, can you take Zak and sort out his costume and makeup, please," Sally said.
"Mandy, can you do the honours, please?" she said with a wink.
"My pleasure, Sally love," Mandy replied.
"Guys can you get the lights and cameras ready, we will do the normal fifteen-minute shoot and see how it goes please," Sally said.
Mandy, Carl, and Andy left as Toni led me into a room that was half a wet room, and the other half looked like a barbershop, all big chairs and wall-to-wall mirrors.
"Right Zak, please get undressed, there are showers if you want one," Toni pointed to a pile of towels, "I will be back in about ten minutes."
The shower in my flat was crap, so getting to use the shower here was a bonus for me.
I showered and dried off and I was stood with a towel around my waist when she returned. She had her arms full of clothes.
"Right Zak, please take a seat," she said, "It won't take long to sort you out!"
I sat down and she applied some makeup, as she said it was just to take the shine off and make it easier for the cameras. Makeup was new to me...
"You need a haircut, mate," she said as she worked on my makeup.
"Toni, can I ask a question please?" I said.
"Of course, you can!" she replied.
"Who will I be shagging?" I asked. I wondered if it would be Sally; she was a fit-looking bird.
She laughed and tutted.
"Oh, didn't Sally tell you love?" she giggled, "today's lucking lady is Mandy!"
I pondered that for a few seconds, Mandy was a fit-looking bird with a cracking pair of tits. Perhaps things were getting better...
Then she passed me a pair of shorts and a shirt, they had the name of some made-up delivery company on the back. I paused before getting dressed, Toni laughed at my need to cover up...
"You need to get used to being naked around people, mate," she said and pulled away the towel, "it goes with the job."
As the towel hit the floor, she let out a wolf whistle, "Well, you certainly have the body and the equipment for the job!"
She sat down on one of the chairs and watched as I got dressed, and then she passed me my own trainers.
"We do not have shoes for this outfit. Sorry!" she giggled, "but I am sure no one will care, and they will not be on for long."
When I was fully dressed, she led me into the studio.
There was a U-shaped room made of wood with false windows, it was laid out with a huge bed and some basic bedroom furniture. Above the room were huge lights and facing it two professional-looking cameras mounted on huge stands, Andy and Carl manned them.
There were two huge booms with microphones on them above the bed, but I guessed they would be out of shot. Sally was talking to the guys as she adjusted the film set.
She walked over to me and smiled at me.
"You look good, so the plot is you will knock on the door, and when it opens, do whatever comes naturally!" she said and patted my arm in a comforting way.
"Okay, I will do my best!" I said with a nervous smile.
"You will be fine, love, trust me!" Sally smiled.
"Thanks, Sally!" I replied.
"And Zak, just try to ignore the cameras," she said. "Only look at them if they ask you to."
Then she handed me a box and walked back around to the front of the set. I felt my nerves starting to flutter.
"Okay, I will shout out instructions," Sally told me. "And if it does not feel right or you want to stop, just say so, okay?"
I smiled and nodded, too nervous to talk...
So, Toni led me around to the back of the set, as she did so she also told me to ignore the cameras and do what comes naturally, easier said than done I thought. She handed me a bottle of water and as I took a few sips, she smiled at me.
"You will be fine, mate; you are good looking lad with a nice-looking dick!" she told me.
I smiled back at her, not sure how to reply to that compliment.
"And whenever Sally tells you to go, count to five before you make a move!" Toni said.
After a few minutes, I heard Sally call out.
"Cameras, are you ready?"
And the two guys both called out that they were ready to go.
"Sound ready?" Sally shouted out.
"Ready when you are Sally, darling," Andy shouted.
"Zak when you are ready to go just knock on the door!" She called out. I stood still for a few seconds and then decided it was now or never. I took a deep breath...
So, I knocked, and I heard a female voice call me in, I stepped inside the door. The lights caught my eye and blinded me for a second, and then I became conscious of the cameras moving around. Then I saw her, and she took my breath away.
There was Mandy; she was standing there in what I would now call the standard porn star kit, stockings and suspenders, a lacy pair of knickers and a lacy bra, with a see-through robe over the top.
She looked like sex on a stick. She had a great pair of tits, not huge but full if you get my meaning and I could see her nipples through the sheer fabric of her bra.
She smiled at me and gave me a cheeky wink.
"Oh hi," she said, "My name is Kitty, you have something for me?"
"Oh yes," I said and handed her the box. She smiled at me, opened it, and pulled out a book. She put the book on the table.
"Thanks, I have been waiting for this for a while!" She smiled and reached for a purse, "I am so sorry I don't have any money for a tip."
I smiled at her, not knowing what to do next.
Sally shouted out, "Just tell her what you want Zak."
"Well, if you don't have any cash, love, a blow job would be nice!" I stuttered.
It was straight to the point, and it seemed to do the trick.
"Good!" shouted Sally, "that is what we want..."
"Well, if that's what you want..." said Mandy and slipped to her knees in front of me.
"Cut..." Sally shouted.
I heard Sally shout, and to be honest, I thought fuck what I had done wrong. We were less than five seconds in, and they had pulled the plug on me.
Sally and Toni were talking, and then Toni walked onto the set.
"What's wrong, Toni," I asked, "have I fucked it up?"
"It is nothing you have done, babe," she said; she grabbed my hips and turned me around slightly, and Mandy moved so she was in the right position.
"The cameras just need a better angle," She smiled.
Sally said something to Carl and then said clear the set, Toni jogged off and Sally shouted, "Mandy love go for it."
Mandy unzipped my shorts and slipped my cock out of the fly; she fished out my cock and started to wank me off. I was soon semi-hard and ready for action. I had been worried my body would let me down when push came to shove.
"You have a great cock," she said, looking up at me and winking. At the time, I was not sure if that was part of the film or just a compliment.
Then she slipped the head of my cock into her mouth; now, there is nothing like a blowjob to make my dick grow to full strength. Mandy slid her lips up and down my dick a few times, and I tried not to look at the cameras.
She licked, sucked, and kissed my cock, making quite a lot of sexy slurping noises as she did so.
I could hear whirring and clicking as the cameras moved around. It seemed weird to be being sucked off with all these people watching, but Mandy knew her stuff, and my cock was in heaven.
I felt her lips on my helmet and her hands wanking my shaft. Then she licked her tongue up and down my length; she looked like she was really getting into it.
"Drop your shorts, Zak, and take off your shirt."
I heard Sally call out; I did as I was told. Mandy let my cock slip from her mouth as my shorts hit the floor.
I heard Sally called cut again. I stared down at Mandy, and she was staring at my cock; Sally and Toni walked onto the set.
"Fuck me, that is a great-looking cock," Sally said and knelt beside me; Toni winked at her and bit her bottom lip.
I had never thought of my cock as huge; it was thick, sure, but I never considered it huge or great looking!
Mandy wrapped her hand around it and gave the tip a few licks.
"Right Zak just do what comes naturally and just have some fun okay!" said Sally as she and Toni walked off the set.
"Sally, is he certified, darling?" Mandy asked, looking past the cameras.
"Whoops, sorry Mandy no he's not!" shouted Sally, "Toni have you got some Johnny's please love?"
Toni ran onto the set and put a handful of condoms on the bedside table.
"No offence mate but you have no certificate so we can't go bareback," Mandy said smiling up at me.
"No offence was taken!" I smiled back at her. To be fair, I had no idea what it meant at the time; I was just eager to bury my todger in her quim.
"And no coming in my mouth, please," she said with a dirty wink, "Well, not this time anyway."
"So, are we already?" shouted Sally.
Carl and Andy replied that they were ready, so Mandy took my dick back in her mouth.
I slipped my hand around the back of her head and started sliding my cock in and out of her ruby-red lips. Mandy's eyes opened wide, and then she gave me a wink.
I could feel her tongue dancing around my hard shaft as she sucked on my cock. I could feel her licking the sensitive underside of my cock's helmet. Her oral ministrations were sending shivers through my body.
I felt Mandy's hands slip around and then her nails digging into my buttocks.
I could hear Sally shouting at me, firing out her instructions.
"Zak, make sure you pull your cock out and hold the tip on her lips and push in slowly!" She said.
"Tilt your left hip love."
"Paint her lips with your bell end."
"Slow down. There's no rush."
"Stroke it slower."
"Mandy, gaze up at him, please,"
"Carl, get some close-ups, please, babe."
"Take your time, Zak!"
All the time I was facing fucking Mandy, I did as Sally asked and soon got used to the cameras moving around me.
"Okay, cut!" Sally Shouted, "Right, it's time to see if you can fuck on camera, Zak!"
Mandy slipped my cock from her mouth and stood up.
"What position would you like, Sal?" she called out.
"What do you prefer, Mandy?" Sally replied.
"Oh, you know I do love it from behind Sally!" she giggled, "Is that okay with you, Zak?"
"That seems fine to me," I said; the idea of fucking her any which way was good for me.
Mandy slipped off her knickers and handed me a Jonny. I unwrapped it and rolled it over my dick.
"He's got a nice-sized tool on him, hey, Mandy!" shouted Sally.
"Fucking right, he has love!" she replied as she got on all fours on the edge of the bed and wiggled her ample bum at me.
I stood behind her and rubbed the rubber-covered tip of my cock up and down her pussy.
Andy was now kneeling beside me with his camera on his shoulder; at first, it put me off, but as I slid my cock into Mandy's pussy, I put it out of my mind.
I slid my cock into her pussy, and she groaned; I grabbed her hips and started to fuck her. I was soon plunging my cock in and out of her pussy, deep, hard strokes. In and out, in and out. I started with slow strokes, but my pace soon increased. In and put deep and hard.
"Slow down, Zak, take your time, love!" I heard Sally say.
Then, she was standing right beside me.
"Just take your time, fella!" she whispered.
I slowed down, pulling my cock all the way out and plunging it back into Mandy's hairy pussy. In and out, nice slow deep drives. The room was soon filled with the sound of flesh slapping of flesh as I hammered away at Mandy.
"Tilt your hips for us, Zak," Sally said, "give the camera some angle to work with please!"
I tilted, and Sally said, "That's it, babe."
Andy had his lens pointing at my cock as it slid in and out of Mandy; it was weird, erotic, and scary all at the same time. Soon the thoughts of having the cameras, as well as Toni and Sally watching me, left my mind, and I started to fuck Mandy.
My hips moved faster and faster; the sound of flesh slapping of flesh filled my ears.
I sensed movement all around me, but I was in the zone and concentrated on shagging Mandy.
Mandy had a great bum; it wobbled sexily as I rammed my dick into her. I sensed Andy and Carl moving, and I heard Sally giving them instructions, but to be fair, I was getting seriously into fucking Mandy and just did what came naturally. That is what I had been told to do!
I reached forward and unclipped her bra, then reached around and cupped one of her big meaty tits. I started fondling it, feeling her nipple grow hard to my touch.
"Yes, Zak, that's it, that's good!" I heard Sally say.
Mandy was moaning and groaning, and I was plunging my cock deeper and harder into her cunt. Harder and deeper...
"Fuck her nice and hard now, Zak!" I heard Sally call out.
I let Mandy's tits drop from my hand; I soon had one hand on her hip and one on her shoulder and was fucking her for all I was worth. Mandy was letting out little grunts and moans as I plunged my cock in and out of her wet pussy.
"Lean back for me, please, mate," I heard Carl say, and I did so without looking at him.
"That's a great angle, mate," he said, "cheers, bud!"
I kept up my onslaught on Mandy's pussy; as I said, it had been a while, and if I did not make the grade, at least I would have had a decent ride.
"Fuck me, Zak ... fuck me!" she was groaning, "Ah yes, that's good!"
I was slamming my dick into her for all I was worth; I felt that familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach, and my balls started tingling; I knew I would not last long. I could hear Mandy chanting, calling out for more.
I kept shagging her for all I was worth. Another dozen strokes, and Mandy exploded into a noisy climax. I felt her body shuddering and her pussy clamping around my shaft.
"Oh, fuck me yes ... Yes ... Oh Fuck!" she moaned as the waves of pleasure washed over her.
I kept driving my cock into her, alternating my pace and intensity.
I let out a low groan and grunted as I felt my cock swell and jerk inside her. I felt strings of cum explode from my dick, filling the rubber with my seed. I kept driving my knob into her until I started to worry that the rubber Johnny might slip off inside her.
I pulled my cock out of Mandy, rolled the rubber off, tied it in a knot, and picked up another one.
"Zak ... are you okay love!" I heard Sally shout out.
"Yes, fine. Is it okay if I keep going?" I shouted back.
"Mandy?" Sally shouted out across the set.
"It's fine by me, Sally love" I heard Mandy groan.
"Just go for it, Zak!" Sally shouted out.
Toni walked onto the set and passed me another condom; I used my teeth to rip the silver foil open.
I rolled the condom on and flipped Mandy over on the bed. Her big tits wobbled as she rolled over. She had a huge grin on her face, and her eyes were wide open.
I lifted her legs up over my shoulders and rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her groove.
"Oh, fill me with your cock," she groaned, and I did; I slid into her and started to fuck her. It was a good five minutes later that I sensed Sally standing at the foot of the bed.
She called out to Toni, and they stood there talking as I banged away at their friend. Mandy was playing with her tits as I fucked her; I looked down and watched my cock sliding in and out of her plump hairy pussy...
I started to stroke her clit as my cock drove in and out of her tunnel of love.
"Oh, oh, I'm coming, oh fuck me fuck me, faster, please faster..." Mandy moaned as my erection plunged in and out of her.
I started to jackhammer my dick in and out of her wet pussy.
"Oh, fuck that's it, that's the way!" Mandy growled.
Then she came; at first, I thought she was just acting, but the warmth that flooded my groin told me she was not. That and the smile on her face.
Her body convulsed beneath me as she rode out her orgasm. I kept driving into her as she shuddered and shook. I felt her pussy clenching my cock as she moaned and groaned, and her hands were clutching her tits; her face was a mask of pleasure.
Eventually, she just lay back, and her eyes opened.
"Cut..." I heard Sally shout, "Let's call that a wrap then, boys and girls!"
I looked down at Mandy; she had a huge grin on her face.
"Shit, that was good!" she sighed, "it has been a while since one of Sally's new boys has actually made me come once, let alone twice!"
"Really?" I said and smiled. I thought to myself that must be a compliment.
I slid my cock from her now very wet pussy; I rolled the condom off, tied it up and tossed it in the bin that was beside the bed.
"So, does he pass your test, Mandy?" Sally said as she sat down beside her.
"Oh, fuck me, yes, Sally, he is a top class!" she sighed, "and look, he is still ready for action."
"Shit yeah, look at that baby!" I heard Toni say, perhaps a little too enthusiastically.
"Well, well, so Zak," Sally said, as she reached out and stroked my cock, "Does he stay hard for long?"
"Yes ... yes, I guess so and if not, I am normally ready to go after half an hour or so!" I replied and straight away noticed the smiles on the faces of all three women.
"Well, you seem to be the right man for the job," Sally said as she stood up.
"So, I did okay, Sally?" I asked nervously.
"It was good for me, Mandy; what would you give him your marks out of ten?" Sally grinned.
"It was fucking good for me!" Mandy said as she stood up; she kissed me.
"That was a hell of a fuck; it's a ten out of ten for me." She said with a smile.
"Right then, Zak, it's time for you to get showered and dressed, and then we can have a cup of tea and have a little chat," Sally said.
I headed back into the dressing room, I had a long shower, the shower was so much better than the one back at my digs, so I made the most of it.
I dried off and then got dressed. Toni came in as I was dressing and told me that there was a brew waiting for me in the canteen. It all seemed bizarre; ten minutes early, I was fucking some bird I had just met as movie cameras poked in and out of our session and now, I was being invited for tea and biscuits with the boss.
When I got there, it was just Sally and Toni; it seemed that Mandy, Carl, and Andy had already left for the day.
"So, Zak, did you enjoy that?" Sally said as she pushed a cup of coffee toward me.
I sat down and took a sip of the coffee; my head was spinning.
"Yes, it was fun!" I replied with a grin and took a slurp of my drink.
"So, we have all had a chat and we think you could make the grade!" she said with a smile, "there is some work to do but if you are game, we can line up a full film shoot next week."
"Yes ... really, wow," I replied.
I was sure that they were going to say it was a no-go, so this was a nice surprise.
"There is no filming tomorrow, so could you and Toni arrange to meet here," she asked. "We need to arrange for you to get a sexual health certificate!"
"Yes, sure thing", I replied, not sure what it entailed but eager to get one anyway.
"Also, you need a haircut, mate!" Toni Chipped in.
"Toni will sort you out with everything you need to know and do before the shoot," she told me, "Are you okay with that, Toni?"
"Yes, I have the list you made, and I will get it sorted out!" Toni said with a smile.
Sally handed me an envelope. "That's for your taxi fare."
I did not open it; I just put it in my backpack.
"I pay two hundred and fifty quid per film, on prep days it is only fifty quid is that okay with you?" she told me, "And at the end of the year you get a nice royalty cheque, if the film sells well that is."
"That sounds great to me," I replied. That sort of money was a month's wages, and my bank account was none too healthy.
"And if the film rights get sold in America, there might be a bit of a bonus," she said, standing up.
Sally wished us both a good evening and left us to it. Toni and I chatted as we drank our drinks. I asked her if I had been okay and if there was anything I should do to make my performance any better. She blushed and told me just to do what I had done today, and I would be fine.
"Right, I think it's time to go," Toni said as she drained her cup.
"Can I use the telephone to call for a taxi, Toni, please?" I said, smiling at Toni.
"Where do you have to get to," she asked, and when I told her, she offered me a lift.
So, after looking up the building she led me to her car, which was a little green mini. She drove us off the industrial estate and headed into town, as we drove, I heard my stomach grumbling, I had not eaten since the night before.
"Did you want to grab some food?" Toni laughed.
"That would be good, fancy joining me" I replied, I was eager to pick her brains a bit about the industry.
"Yes, why not," she said with a grin.
"What do you fancy?" again, I was sure she blushed before she answered.
"Chicken, some finger-licking chicken," she said, "does that sound okay to you?"
"That sounds good to me!" I said and looked over at Toni.
She was cute, she had a great smile and her body, although a little on the chunky side, had me wondering what she looked like without the baggy shirt.
We found the local drive-through and ordered a bargain bucket and cokes. Then Toni pulled the car into a parking space, and we tucked into the food. We ate in silence, after our meal I took the rubbish and dropped it in the nearest bin.
Toni was still sucking coke up through a straw.
"So, what are we doing tomorrow?" I asked, slurping on my drink.
"Well, we need to get you a clean health certificate, of course, and a haircut!" she said. "Then need to sort out some outfits in your size, maybe do a bit of grooming."
"A health certificate?" I asked. I had been confused when Mandy had mentioned it doing the filming earlier.
"Yes, there is a sexual health clinic that will check you over for diseases," she said with a wink.
"Most of the films we do the buyers prefer bareback and you need to make sure you are checked every two weeks," she told me.
"Okay, and does that cost a lot?" I asked.
"It's ten pounds every two weeks," she replied, "but it is worth every penny!"
"Okay..." I started to say it, but she interrupted me.
"And we will always make sure the ladies you film with have one!" she said, "Sally will never put you in harm's way."
She slurped her drink again.
"It's safer all-round trust me!" she laughed. I thought about it and the certificate seemed like a good idea.
Toni dropped me home, and before I got out of the car, she kissed me.
"Shall I pick you up here tomorrow?" she asked as I got out of the car.
"Oh, that would be great!" I replied, "What time?"
"How about we say ten o'clock?" She smiled and drove off, giving me a wave.
I went into my flat and grabbed my old army gym kit. Most nights, I would normally have a few pints down at the pub, but tonight, I was off the gym. The thought of topping up my bank account and shagging a few birds was in my head.
Another thing that bounced around my brain as I worked out was Toni, was she game for a session either on camera or off I wondered.
I slept well that night, I can tell you!