I woke up the following morning feeling totally fucking knackered; Toni and I had tried to practice all the positions as many times as possible. The woman was insatiable, and I took full advantage. As I might have mentioned before, I had been on a dry spell, and I was going to take full advantage and make hay while the sun shone!
We had fucked into the early hours, and then we showered together and had a coffee before Toni dropped me home. I would have invited her in, but my place was no palace. She promised to pick me up at ten o'clock.
I looked at the clock, and it was just after nine. I had a quick shave and shower before making a strong coffee just to wake myself up. I was standing in my usual spot on the garden wall when she drove up, speeding as usual and coming to a stop with a screech of brakes.
I jumped into the car, and she gave me a big, wet, sloppy kiss.
"How did you sleep, big boy?" she giggled as she pulled off into moving traffic without using her indicators. This meant we were soon being treated to a chorus of blowing car horns and nasty hand signals from irate drivers. She really was a crap driver!
"Oh, I slept like a log, thanks!" I said, struggling to get my seat belt on, "How about you?"
"The same, hells bells. When you get going, there is no stopping you, is there?" she replied and gave me a cheeky wink.
"Thanks, but I am just a normal bloke" I replied. I was still not sure I was porn star material. I was just enjoying myself, and I was going to be getting paid to shag a few lovely birds.
"You are a bloke with a nice body, great cock and some serious stamina; you will be fine!" she giggled. I was sure I was blushing.
"And again, thank you, Toni ... but..." I started to say, but she cut me short.
"That's why you will do well in the movies, plus Sally will love that she doesn't need to hire a cock double, as she makes less profit!" she grinned at me and narrowly missed an oncoming bus.
"That's if I can do the same in front of the cameras," I replied. To be honest, I was still nervous. There is a phrase that the kids use these days: fake it until you make it. That was my policy: to enjoy it as much as I could and to make some cash.
"Trust me, I am sure you will. All you have to do is forget the cameras, get stuck in and do what comes naturally!" she giggled.
"Well, if you say so!" I replied I was still not so sure.
"I might even get a bit green-eyed!" she said and patted my leg, but I was unsure if she was teasing. She seemed to be having fun, but I was not sure it was a boyfriend/girlfriend situation.
The rest of the journey was punctuated with sharp breaking and lots of swearing; I really was risking life and limb letting her drive. She pulled into a parking space outside the factory unit, and I got out on shaky legs.
I had made several parachute jumps and had never been as scared as I was right there and then.
We went into the canteen; all the guys were already in there drinking mugs of tea. Hellos were being exchanged and Toni was called into the office for a chat with Sally.
Mandy was taking down orders for a sandwich run.
"Good morning, Zak. Are you hungry, love?" she asked with a glint in her eye.
"I can always eat!" I replied, watching as she bit her bottom lip and gave me a wink. "I bet you can!"
I blushed ... and she giggled.
"Right, well come on then you can help me carry the butties," she said and grabbed my hand.
The cafe was just around the corner; we walked to it, chatting about the weather. Once we were inside, Mandy placed the order and got us teas to drink while we waited. Then, she led me to a seat in a quiet corner.
"So, are you here to watch the girls at work today?" she inquired as we sipped our drinks.
"Yes, to try to get into the swing of things," I said with a grin.
"Are you still nervous about it?" she asked.
"Bloody right I am!" I said.
"You did okay in the screen test!" she smiled, "More than okay, to be honest!"
"Thank you, but I am sure you are just being kind," I said and sipped on my tea.
"You will be fine, trust me!" She said and looked around to see we could not be overheard, then slipped her hand over mine, "that cock of yours will make you some good money."
I did not know what to say in reply to that!
"Are you blushing, young man?" she giggled. I looked past her into a mirror and saw that I was blushing again!
"I just don't want to let anyone down, Mandy," I said before sipping my tea.
"You won't trust me; it's all about practice," she said. Now, where had I heard that before? I wondered to myself.
"Practice?" I said innocently.
"Yes, that and picking the right positions!" she smiled.
"You will have to tell me more about those positions, Mandy!" I smiled.
"Oh yes, no worries, and if you ever need any private tuition or practice, just let me know," she said, passing me a scrap of paper with her phone number on it.
I slipped it into my wallet and gave Mandy a cheeky wink, and I was sure I blushed some more.
Our food was handed to us before I had the chance to say anything. We took it back to the studio, and Mandy passed it around. The guys all tucked in. I ate my own and half of the sandwich that Sally had ordered but left.
"That's some appetite you have, Zak; then again, you need to keep your strength up," she said.
She looked at Toni and then at me, and I noticed that Toni was blushing. After breakfast, Toni was sent to the train station to pick up the 'girls' as Sally called them.
Carl asked if I could help shift some gear with him and Andy. We soon had the gear moved and some cameras set up, and then more tea was made.
A good half an hour later, Toni entered with the two stars for this week's movie, Lindsey Dawn, and Jenny Smith; they were both dressed in jeans and jumpers; they did not look anything like porn stars, to be fair.
Okay, Lindsey Dawn had a tight jumper to show off her huge rack, but they both looked like everyday housewives. They looked like the sort of birds you see down the supermarket or in a pub.
Introductions were soon made. The gang seemed to know each other, and there was a lot of banter passing back and forth.
The two actors had a quick meeting with Sally, Mandy, and Toni. Carl told me it was the pre-production meeting, and the storyline and scenario would be discussed and agreed upon.
After the meeting, Toni and Mandy took the two ladies off to get prepared while Carl and Andy made some last-minute changes to the lighting set-up. Once that was done, we sat around, and I listened to the lads talk about camera angles. It was all a mystery to me, but I sat and listened to them and tried to absorb the information.
Then the dressing room door opened, and the ladies walked onto the set. Lindsey Dawn was dressed in stockings and suspenders and a matching set of very skimpy white undies; I swear the bra was working overtime to keep her big titties in check. I could see her nipples pressing into the cups of the bra, and they were the size of wine bottle corks.
Jenny was wearing a very plain blouse and skirt. Jenny went behind the set, and Lindsey Dawn lay down on the bed. Toni had some last-minute fussing onset, and then Sally called for quiet.
"Sound are you ready?" she called out.
"Check!" Carl said.
"Cameras, are you ready?" she called.
"Rolling and good to go!" Andy replied.
"Right, Ladies, let's go for it," Sally shouted.
So, I sat in the corner, watching the team go about their work.
I have watched a few Lezza movies, but watching one being made was a new experience, and it gave me a real insight into how the whole deal worked.
The scenario was good but straightforward; Lindsey Dawn was in the bedroom in her skimpy undies, treating herself to a thorough seeing too with a huge dildo, when Jenny, who was playing her aunt, arrived, bursting in through the door.
After faking shock, Jenny sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a few minutes; soon, she had her knickers off and was fingering herself into a frenzy. Then she stripped off and joined Lindsey Dawn on the bed.
Sally stopped the filming a couple of times to ask for different angles and to give the girls some advice. As they say, every day is a school day. It was obvious that Sally was very good at what she did.
The next couple of hours was a smorgasbord of lesbian lovemaking; they ate each other separately, and they slipped into a classic sixty-nine. They used toys on each other, and the climax (no pun intended) of the movie was them using a double-ended dildo to fuck each other.
I will be honest. It was quite a turn-on being just a few feet from two real-life birds fucking the life out of each other. My cock was hard from start to finish.
It was amazing watching them use each other's bodies; they were both very sexy women. It was apparent they had worked together before and were into each other, as the whole thing seemed very natural. In my head, I wondered if they ever did this off-camera or if it was saved for moviemaking.
I never knew that half an hour of a film could actually take two hours to shoot. Sally kept moving both the cameras and the girls, asking for better angles, that sort of thing. Mandy was sent on a few times to adjust the film set, as was Toni to sort out makeup, lipstick smudges, etc.
As I watched them, filming different versions of the same shot, Toni told me that Sally would edit the best bits down to half an hour of a video or, if she had enough excellent footage, an hour-long video. After the girls screamed the set down in an explosive, joint orgasm, which I was unsure was real or faked, Sally called an end to the film shoot in classic style.
"Cut!" she shouted.
People, that is a wrap," she said from her position next to Carl's camera, "Thank you guys, that was great work!"
"Cameras off!" Andy shouted.
"Sounds off!" Carl chipped in.
"Was it all okay, Sally lovey?" Jenny asked.
"It was great, thanks, girls," Sally called out, "Toni, can you brew up, please, love?"
Mandy ran onto the set with dressing gowns and bottles of water.
The two actors quickly slipped into the dressing gowns and went off to shower. I helped Toni make the drinks; the lads in the army always said soldiers march on tea. It seemed the porn world also relied on a few cups of China's finest to keep it going.
Lindsey-Dawn and Jenny joined us a few minutes later. They were dressed in matching dressing gowns, and both looked as sexy as hell.
They sat down at the table I was at with Toni and Sally; cups of tea were passed around, and a plate of biscuits appeared. When I look back, I should have invested my earnings in tea and biscuits, as every film set I have ever worked on always had a vast amount of both commodities around the place.
"So, you are Zak then," Lindsey Dawn said after a few sips of her brew.
"Yes, that's me. It is nice to meet you both," I said, my nerves cracking my voice a little.
"Sally said this will be your first time," Jenny said with a smile and wink.
"Oh, err. Yes," my words stumbled out, "well, not my first time having sex, obviously."
And both of the ladies, as well as Toni and Sally, started laughing. I felt a right twat.
"I am sure it's not," Jenny said with a smile, stroking my arm.
"We will look after you, won't we, Lyndsey," she giggled. Lindsey looked over at me and smiled.
"Oh yes, you have nothing to worry about, love," she said, giving me a cheeky wink. Both the girls look hot, and right now, I would have made the film for free.
I looked over at Sally, who was grinning.
"Mandy has told them all about you," Sally said with a wink, "haven't you, Mandy?"
"Oh yes, love, I have told them they are in for a real treat," Mandy called over from the sink.
She was up to her elbows in soapy water doing the washing up. It all seemed so normal, drinking tea, washing up, reading the papers, and yet minutes earlier they had been filming a porn movie.
"So, Sally, will Zak be doing the whole movie, or is that wanker Bob coming in?" Lindsey asked.
"No love, Zak has a tool that is good enough for the camera," She smiled.
"I just hope I don't let you ladies down," I told them, "It being my first movie."
"Well, we have all been there; the first time can be difficult," Jenny told me.
"Yes, but you need to relax and enjoy it," Lindsey chipped in, "and as long as we get on, I am sure we could do more stuff together."
I took that last comment as quite a compliment. I would love to make more movies with both of them.
I pondered that thought as the guys chatted about the weather, holidays, and the price of cars. I guess it was like any canteen in any company in the country, just a bunch of workmates chatting about shit.
The only difference is after the tea break; we were going to film two women having full-blown sex with each other.
"Anyway, enough chitter chatter, ladies and gents!" Sally said and stood up, "How about we get ready for the next shoot."
There was a chorus of Yes, bosses and a few light-hearted boos as the team went back to business.
Toni took Lindsey-Dawn and Jenny to the dressing room, and I helped move the cameras and lights to the next set. It was a room with a massage table and sofa. Two doors off this room led to the back of the set.
The ladies were soon on set; Lindsey Dawn was dressed in a white nurse's outfit and had her hair tied back. She looked terrific; Jenny was dressed in a little black dress and looked drop-dead gorgeous. Toni had done a great job with their hair and makeup!
Sally had a chat with them and then the filming started, Lindsey Dawn sat on the sofa, picked up a magazine and started to read it. Jenny slipped behind the set.
Sally looked around at us all, making sure that we were all off-camera and then the room lights were dimmed.
"Sound are you ready?" she called out.
"Check," Carl said.
"Cameras, are you ready?" she called.
"Rolling and good to go," Andy replied.
"Right, Ladies, let's go for it," Sally shouted.
After a few seconds, Jenny tapped on the door, and Lyndsey opened it.
The dialogue was poor, but who buys a porno movie for the script. The basic story was that Jenny had come for a massage. Lyndsey took her money, told her to undress and then left via the side door.
Jenny then did a very sexy strip, slipping out of her little black dress and making a show of removing her skimpy black undies. She did have a very sexy body; I was looking forward to working with her. There were many subtle glimpses of boob and bum before she got fully naked.
She seemed to know how to show a little without revealing too much.
After a few minutes, she was on the massage table, face down, with a towel over her.
"Stop!" called Sally. She and Toni went on set, made a few changes, and adjusted the lights.
"Are you ready, Carl?" she said once she and Toni sat back down.
"Still rolling, love!" Carl shouted from behind his camera.
"Right after a count of ten, please, Lyndsey love," Sally called out.
And so, the story panned out: Lyndsey came in and started to give Jenny what looked to my untrained eye like a professional massage. Soon the towel that was covering Jenny's bum was removed, and Lyndsey was mauling her arse cheeks for all she was worth. To be fair, she had a great arse...
Sally called for the cameras to stop, and then Carl and Andy moved the cameras in for some close-ups. When the cameras were rolling, Lyndsay started to give Jenny a good rimming while she was fingering her pussy.
I will be honest now and say that my trousers were a bit tight at this point. It was a very erotic thing to watch. The girls were really getting into it, and there was a lot of very sexy moaning and groaning coming from the massage table. Jenny let fly with an orgasm that, if it was faked, was an amazing bit of acting.
Sally called out and the cameras stopped, they were moved out and Toni touched up some makeup before Sally called out again.
"Are you ready, guys?" she called out.
"Rolling!" Carl shouted from behind his camera.
"Good to go!" Andy shouted from his camera.
The next bit of the video was Jenny turning over and Lyndsey giving her front a real working over. There was a lot of boob-sucking and nipple-biting before Lyndsey gave Jenny's pussy a good tongue-lashing.
Again, Sally stopped the filming, and the cameras moved in for the close-up. The boys worked from different angles. Mandy told me that this was so that a ten-minute act could be edited out using both cameras' angles to make a twenty-minute piece of film.
After Jenny had acted out another orgasm, filming came to a halt when there was a pop from the set, and then it all went dim.
"Sorry Guys, one of the lamps has blown," shouted Andy.
He and Carl went on stage and started to strip down one of the vast light systems.
One of the girls said she needed a toilet break anyway, so Toni took them into the dressing room. Sally came over to where I was sitting with Mandy.
"So, Zak, are you getting into the way we work?" she asked.
"Yes, I am learning loads; thanks, Sally," I replied.
"Good as the girls are eager to work with you at the end of the week!" she smiled, "and who could blame them!"
That remark put me on the back foot, but perhaps it was a throwaway comment. I looked at Mandy, and she just gave me a cheeky wink.
Sally was about to say something when Carl came over.
"I'm sorry, Sally. We are really short of lamps," he told her. That's the last one we have in stock."
"Okay, Zak. Can you please do us a favour?" Sally asked. "Can you drive, mate?"
"Yes, I have a full licence," I replied, it was one of the more useful things the army had taught me.
"Good news, can you be a love and take the van over to Stephenson's and pick up some more lamps for us," she asked with a cute smile on her face.
"Stephenson's?" I asked in reply.
"It's fine. Mandy knows the way; she will go with you," Sally said, "Can you pick up two dozen please, Mandy?"
"Yes, love, no worries!" Mandy said as she stood up.
I took it from that that Mandy did not drive, I was a bit pissed off that I would miss the rest of the filming, but I was sure I would get to see a lot more. It had been a real turn-on seeing the girls in action, but I was also learning a lot about the industry as well.
"Mandy, take some money from the petty cash tin; there's a love," Sally said with a smile.
So, Mandy and I left the set. She grabbed the money from the petty cash tin, and I got the van's keys, and we headed off. It turned out Stephenson's was in the next town. It took us an hour and a half to get there. But it was a lovely sunny day, so it was a nice drive. We chatted about this and that and life in general.
When we got to Stephenson's, I found out they were a big electrical wholesaler. We soon had two boxes of huge and awfully expensive lamps in the back of the van and were on our way back to the studio.
"So, are you really worried about doing your first film, Zak?" Mandy asked. I pondered the question for a few minutes before answering.
"Yes ... yes, I am!" I said, honesty being the best policy in my mind, "I am just worried I will fuck it up or go off script."
"You daft bugger, Sally will keep you straight. She is one of the best porn directors in the UK!" she giggled and patted my leg, "Plus, we create the script as we go, so it's hard to go off it!"
"I knew, but...," I started to say, but she interrupted me.
"But nothing, you are a nice-looking lad with a great body and gorgeous cock," she said, "the thing about Sally's films is they are supposed to look natural, not all pre-planned or processed like some stuff."
"Natural?" I asked.
"Yes, natural, it's what the punters want, everyday people having everyday sex," she giggled, "hey, that should be on the company logo!"
"But I don't look or feel like a porn star!" I retorted.
"And that is why the films sell so well," Mandy told me, "Just look at Jenny and Lindsey-Dawn. They are both just yummy mummies, everyday housewives, the girl next door type. There is nothing false about them."
"Yes, I see that," and I did. They were both the kind of birds I saw in my local.
"And that is what our audience likes about our films; they see the sort of birds they see down the pub, at the shops, or at work," she said, "the sort of birds they have half a chance with!"
"So, is that why Sally picked me up in the bar?" I asked.
"Yes, she picks guys that look normal. I mean, look at me, I ain't no supermodel, but I have made over two hundred and fifty films with Sally." She said with a smile.
"Two hundred and fifty. Wow, you must have had some fun!" I giggled.
"Most were good fun; there were a few that were hard work or where I didn't gel with the other actors, but it's good money, and it is easy money," she said, and her hand slipped onto my thigh.
She stroked it up until she was almost stroking my cock.
"Perhaps I will write up a scenario for us; I would love to make another film with you!" she giggled. I glanced over at her and she was smiling to herself.
"Really, I erm," I stuttered.
"I am only teasing," she giggled, and I thought that was a shame as I would love another session with the luscious Mandy.
I thought about what she had said in the café. Should I ask her to help with some practice?
"So, have you been with Sally from the start," I asked and gulped as Mandy started to massage my cock through my jeans.
"Yes, and I was attracted to her ethos of using amateurs and guys off the street; it is much more natural," she said with a sigh as her fingers stroked up and down my now rock-hard cock.
"I guess I see where you are coming from," I said, and I did; it made sense. It was just everyday people having everyday sex!
"Yes, when Sally set up the studio, she said there would be no huge false tits, no huge donkey dicks, no anal sex, and no women being degraded. That is just not everyday sex," Mandy said with a grin.
I swerved as I felt Mandy search for my zip, and she giggled and retracted her hand from my groin.
"I think I had better stop teasing before you crash the van," she giggled.
I drove on for a few more minutes before I broke the silence.
"So, Mandy, please tell me how you got started in the industry," I asked, eager to learn more about Mandy and her life.
The rest of the journey was taken up with Mandy telling me her tale, from her husband walking out on her leaving her neck-deep in debt, to her taking up striping in working men's clubs, then onto her progressing into soft porn photoshoots for magazines and then onto movies. It was a tale filled with highs and lows, laughter, and sadness.
She did not hold back at all; she told me about the good bits and the bad bits. I was sure if she wrote her autobiography, it would be a best seller.
The journey back to the studio took longer as we hit the rush hour traffic.
When we got back to the studio at around six o'clock, the car park was empty apart from Sally's car. We took the lamps in, and I put them in the store cupboard. Sally was talking to Mandy in the kitchen.
"Thanks for that, Zak," Sally said and plonked a kiss on my cheek.
"No worries," I said, "I am simply happy to help!"
"Well, the girls have two more movies to work on tomorrow," she said. "Can you either come in and watch or have the day off?"
"I have some stuff to do, so I might give it a miss if that's okay," I told her.
The idea of sitting and watching those two babes getting it on with my cock getting harder and harder in my trousers was not doing it for me.
All I wanted to do was join in. I also had to get to the gym. I thought I needed to work on my physical appearance. Too many days down the pub and too many fish and chip dinners had made their mark.
"That's fine, now we have planned your first movie with the girls the day after tomorrow," she told me, "But Carl has suggested that you might want to get a bit of a tan."
"A tan?" I asked, a bit surprised at that request.
"Yes, we reviewed your test film with Mandy, and he said you look a bit pale, a bit pasty," she said apologetically.
"Okay, no worries, I will get onto that straight away," I told her.
"Right, but you don't need to be too brown, just a light colouring, okay?" she said.
"Yes, no worries," I replied.
"Cool, now I have some editing to do. I will see you the day after tomorrow, and Mandy, I will see you in the morning," she said, and with a kiss on the cheek, she was gone.
It was raining cats and dogs when we stepped out of the studio's front door.
"Shall we share a taxi?" Mandy asked. I agree that we should.
Mandy grabbed my hand, and we ran around to the café. There was a door to its right. It had a taxi sign above the door. We walked up the steps in the taxi office. The guys all seemed to know Mandy, and they soon organised a car for her.
Mandy told me she had a house just off the high street, and my place was only a twenty-minute walk away. So, we asked the driver to drop us off together. We both sat in the back of the cab. I have never had a fake tan and had no idea where to go to get on, so I asked Mandy.
"Mandy, where do I get a tan?" I asked, thinking she must know as she had a nice tan herself.
"Benidorm?" she laughed.
"No, seriously, I have no idea where or how I would get one?" I said truthfully.
"Okay, seriously, at my house," she said with a grin.
"Your house?" I asked, a little confused.
"Yes, I have a sunbed. A couple of sessions will give you a bit of colour," she said, "and it is better than a spray tan, less messy, and cheaper!"
The rain was no more than light drizzle now, so we asked the cab driver to drop us off on the high street.
I paid him, and we got out. Mandy smiled at me.
"So, are you coming to mine?" she asked with a mischievous grin." We could get you on the sunbed and start the process off!"
"Are you sure you don't mind?" I asked. I did not know that much about Mandy's home situation. I was not sure she had a boyfriend at home.
"Of course, I don't mind!" she smiled.
"Then yes, please!" I said, so she took me by the hand, and she led me down a side street to her house.