Unlocking Sexual Secrets
Part 121
Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends
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I put my shorts back on and we went back into the main living-area. Donna got us drinks. I took a can of beer this time. I mean the Scotch was good, but I thought I'd dial the alcohol consumption down until I'd fucked Donna a few more times.
Donna handed me a cold can of beer then pulled the PC rig on the trolley closer to the couch. She leaned forward and fired up the laptop, before logging in. The big screen flickered on a few moments after the laptop came to life.
"OK, Ron, let me show you the stills we shot. Then we'll take a look at Brian's audition. I caught a little of it earlier, I think you'll like it."
Donna navigated to an app folder, then loaded a file.
"The stills are pretty good. Very good quality, actually. There's like hundreds more pictures, but Jason made this slideshow for me. For my website. Let's look at it. OK?"
Donna clicked a button and the photoset loaded. After about five seconds, the first picture scrolled to the next, and so on.
Photo 1 - Donna and the girl she'd referred to earlier as Malia sitting at the bar. It did actually look like a real barroom scene. The girls were wearing short tight 'stripper dresses'. Donna's dress was bright pink, Malia's electric blue. So, Donna had changed for my visit.
Malia was a black girl, well, woman, with massive natural tits and dyed streaky blonde hair. Her bare arms were heavily tattooed, dark blue ink on dark brown skin. She was a little on the plump side but very fuckable. And Donna was right. The photo was great quality, as they all were.
Next up the picture faded and scrolled to a shot of Donna, Malia and the barman, all still clothed. The barman, in a white shirt and formal black pants, was standing between Donna and Malia. He was handsome. Probably around my age, longish dark hair, maybe a two-day growth on his face, and an aquiline nose and really striking blue eyes. Yes, him, I certainly would.
Then the action shots started. These were shot in the bigger bedroom. Donna kissing the barman, while Malia, tits out, was sucking on his very big dick. His dick was fucking MASSIVE actually.
Next, Donna and Malia both sucking on the barman's cock.
Next shot, the barman sucking Donna's left nipple while Malia chewed on Donna's very ample right tit.
Next picture, Malia on all fours, the barman's cock in her pussy from behind, Donna reaching down groping Malia's tits from the far side of the camera.
Donna getting fucked on the bed, missionary, Malia leaning over Donna's face, tongue extended, touching Donna's pink lips.
Back to the girls sucking the barman's dick.
Next, a close up of the barman's dick planted deep in Malia's asshole. The noticeable contrast in fleshtones made it very clear whose ass was getting reamed, even if the shot was more of a gynecological style close-up.
Final slide. Cumshot. A LOT of cum had been sprayed onto Donna and Malia's breasts.
The slideshow stopped. Donna leaned back and snuggled up closer to me.
"Well, Ron, what do you think?"
"Very nice Donna. Very professional," I replied.
"Well, you know the funny thing, Ron? Daryl didn't actually come during the photoshoot part," Donna said, "Let me let you into a little secret. A 'trick of the trade'. We use, well, .. it's like a stomach settler thing we use to simulate a guy's stuff. I think it's called Peptac. We use it a lot actually. People watching the movies never notice. No, we saved Daryl's real load for the movie."
Donna took a sip of her drink, then leaned forward again and pressed the mousepad near the center of the laptop keyboard.
"OK, Ron, look at this one, again!"
Donna cycled back to the cumshot photo.
"Nobody has that much in them! Jeez, I do sometimes wonder if people realize!"
Donna put her hand back on my thigh.
"Well, Ron. That little set took one hour forty fucking minutes to do. The one, here.." Donna flipped back to the shot of the barman's dick in Malia's pussy from behind, "That one took like 10 minutes to get right. They have a picture of like every inch of his dick slipping in there, they were like, 'OK, Daryl, hold it!', like 10 times, and then this is the one they use. It was like the first fucking picture. Poor Daryl!"
Yeah, poor fucking Daryl, I thought. Malia looked like a fuckable cum- worthy whore. Fuck, I wouldn't have complained having to keep my cock pressed inside Malia's slippery purple cunt for ten minutes. Although I was pretty sure that Donna was exaggerating.
"OK, Ron. Let's look at Brian's audition now. I think Brian's actually cuter than Daryl."
Donna loaded a video file.
"Here it is! I haven't watched it all, although I've seen some of the interesting parts, LOL! Jason just skimmed through it earlier before, pausing it a few times."
The video started to play. I watched and listened intently.
-- Can you state your name and birthdate, please? -- Brian Gerald Mayo, September 14, 1999 -- Have you taken part in the making of any Adult oriented productions prior to this audition? -- No -- The short video you sent, you made that yourself? -- Yes. With a friend. Gray.. -- It's OK, no other names please. And you are currently not contracted to any agency involved in the creation of Adult content? -- Yes. That's correct -- OK, Brian, I won't ask why you want to get involved in this industry. People do it for the money. Well 99% of people do -- OK. -- OK, before we start the screen test, can you read out loud what is on the card I gave you a couple of minutes ago? -- Yes. Eh, I ehm, ..the part, 'your name' ? -- Say your full name please, Brian -- I, .. OK. I Brian Gerald Mayo agree that the ownership of this audition tape rests with Jason Gane Productions, a Subsidiary of the Adult Time Network of companies and I also agree that Jason Gane Productions may publish, either in whole, or in extracts, the contents of this audition tape on any web platform owned or managed by Jason Gane Productions. -- OK, Brian, there will be a waiver form to sign after we're done -- OK -- OK, Brian, may you undress please? -- Eh, .. yeah. Eh .. sure.
Brian, who'd been sitting on the bed, got undressed. The voice off camera continued talking, it seemed to the camera person, it wasn't totally audible, who then moved the camera closer to Brian. Brian stripped off his shorts and socks and was now totally naked. However, big as it was, his cock was nowhere near hard yet.
-- OK, Brian, get yourself hard. You look pretty well- endowed. -- Eh, .. yeah. Eh .. I.. yes sure. -- Maybe you need some help? Karen, get us side on. Close up at first then zoom out to get Brian in full. OK?
There was a mumbled feminine 'OK, Jason'
Jason entered the camera's view from the right. Without pausing, Jason, who was fit but probably late-40s started sucking on Brian's limp-ish dick.
The camera caught Brian's dick obviously getting harder, then the camerawoman moved back. Brian came fully into view as Jason bobbed his head up and down on Brian's erection. When Brian realized he was now in full view, he turned round and looked into the camera nervously.
Jason removed his lips from Brian's now fully erect penis.
"OK, Brian, this is the part you show me how YOU handle a dick. I'm going to kneel on the bed, just there. Karen will keep filming, but for an audition, it's better you just try and forget Karen is here. Try and totally tune out. Then I want you to do your best to suck me off, in as 'expressive' a way you can. And don't stop until I cum, right?"
"Right," Brian replied, nervously.
Jason got in position. Brian shuffled around and started sucking on Jason's cock.
Donna suddenly paused the movie.
"Ron, this is pretty much it until Jason shoots in Brian's mouth. We'll fast-foward to the money-shot, OK?"
"Sure," I replied.
Donna skimmed the play bar forward. Then she started the movie again.
I watched Brian sucking Jason's cock in close-up. After a few seconds, Brian's head jerked back ever so slightly, and there was a quiet but audible "Ahhhhh!" from up above. The movement in Brian's face and neck area indicated he was expertly swallowing a load.
Donna paused the movie.
"The rest is just admin, bullshit form filling, and crap like that."
I took a drink of beer, I hadn't taken a sip while watching the short movie, and sat back.
Donna gently laid her hand on my groin. Then she pushed down lightly.
"OK, Ron," Donna smiled, "That got you slightly turned on. I can feel. Let me have a cigarette and we'll go back to bed. OK?"
"OK, Donna. Let's."
==
The remainder of the night kind of panned out as expected. The mood I was in, I wasn't looking for a 'pornstar experience'. I possibly should have thought about this better, given some of the hassle that happened later, but I treated it, the sex I mean, as something to do tenderly.
We kissed a lot. I went out of my way to please Donna as much as I could. I even brought her off with my tongue. And when I did anal her a second time I did it as carefully and lovingly as I could until I climaxed.
If we're keeping count, we fucked three more times that night. In addition, I came in Donna's mouth once, as we sixty-nined.
In between the sex, we talked. Quite a lot. It was weird, like I was on a date with someone. Christ I should have realized how Donna might interpret things, but at the time, it felt so natural, and I found I really wanted to talk. I just about managed to change the subject every time Donna mentioned Louise. Until just before we fell asleep.
"Ron. I know you said. But I'm tired. I need to know. You and Louise, I know you aren't getting on too well. Ron, are we a thing? Ron, are we having an affair? You keep coming back to me. Why?"
I thought about it. The thing is there was something I liked about Donna. But also, at the heart of our 'sometimes relationship', 'fuckbuddyness', whatever the fuck it was, and we had 'something', I couldn't deny that, the main reason I wanted so much to fuck Donna, and to enjoy fucking Donna, and I did, I couldn't kid myself, I massively enjoyed sex with this overweight, insecure amateur fucking pornstar and prostitute, the main point was for me to feel I was getting one over on Louise.
"I don't know, Donna," I half-lied. "Let me get my mind fixed. We can talk about it again, OK?"
"So, we're meeting again" Donna asked.
"Yes, Donna. But let's not get too carried away. Let's leave it for a while. I'm sorry, I need to get some things straightened out. Sorry."
"OK, Ron. With you, I'll take what I can get. We'll see each other on New Year's Eve, right?"
"Yes, Donna. But Louise will be there. So, no hanky panky."
Donna let out a short laugh.
"Ron, sorry to say this, but if Louise wants 'hanky panky', you'll be having some 'hanky panky'. Maybe not the way I want, but don't kid yourself, Ron. Joanne's told me. Louise is definitely looking for that night to be a playdate. You know that yourself, right? You're not a stupid guy, Ron."
I let out a short sigh. Then I put the light out on my side of the bed. Donna did the same and pushed her body into mine. Then we fell asleep.
==
My alarm went 8am sharp. I had a classic case of 'Morning Wood', so I kissed Donna until she woke up and then I climbed on top and slowly fucked her.
After I'd come, I told Donna I had to go. She gave me a weary smile, rolled over and closed her eyes. Then she sat up and lit a cigarette.
"See you on New Year's Eve, Ron. Or before if you want to. I'm always there for you, my love. Always."
I said goodbye and turned and left the bedroom in silence. Then I drove home.
TO BE CONTINUED