John first met Amanda at the coffee shop. She served him the same thing every morning with the same smile. She was twenty three and single. He was a fifty seven year old semi-retired widower. Little did he know that the aspiring cinematographer was into older men. He was certainly into younger women and when she began supplying him with erotic videos of herself, it led to an afternoon meeting at his house and wild sex in the kitchen during a thunderstorm.
Thus, daily drive-throughs spawned a relationship that was about to enter a new phase.
The Saturday following their first encounter at John's house found the couple together again. This time, they were fully dressed and sitting on the couch.
"What's the latest on your video project at school?" John asked, referring to the advanced cinematography course she was taking at the local university.
"Oh, I'm glad you asked," Amanda said, turning to face him and putting her hand on his leg. "Something's come up. I have an uncle named Frank. My mother never talked about him much and I hardly ever saw him. But I liked him when I did. Anyway, ends up he makes mainstream adult movies. Pretty tame stuff, I guess. He found out what I was doing in school and contacted me."
John could see the excitement in her dark eyes. Her straight, jet black hair waved back and forth as she gestured.
"Guess what he said?" she asked with glee.
"What?"
"He said I could borrow some of his equipment for any videos I wanted to shoot. Professional equipment, John! Can you fucking believe it?"
John smiled. "He must have lots of trust in you."
"I hope so. But, it did come with a catch."
John heard the tone in Amanda's voice change, but she still glowed as she spoke.
"Oh?"
"Yeah. He wants the right to use any movies I shoot. They have a pay website where they post amateur videos," she said, perking up. "But, it would be great practice."
"Do you really want to be a porn producer?" John asked.
"I want to make movies. I'll never know how to do it for real if I don't get practice with real equipment."
Her emphasis on the last couple words made John grin. "You're going to do this, aren't you?"
"Hell yes!"
She looked at him intently. "And I was hoping you'd help me out."
A thousand things flew through his mind. He had to ask.
"How?"
"I'll need help with sound. And moving lights. And moving cameras," she said.
"Good," he said with a sigh. "I was afraid you were going to say you needed an actor."
"I think we're OK there. I talked to my friend Erin. She's in the theater department at school. Her and a guy we know—he's also in theater—will do the acting."
"Do you have a script already?" John asked.
"Actually, Erin was working on something. A love story, kind of. It may end up a two-person stage play, but it's perfect for what I want to do."
"So, where does the porno aspect of this come in?" John wanted to know.
Amanda giggled. "I'd appreciate it if you refrain from calling it a porno. But, there's a scene where the couple is in a house. They end up having sex in the shower. We thought, maybe, you would volunteer your shower."
John looked at Amanda. She had eyes that could make him do anything. "And I get to watch, right? What do these two look like?"
Amanda sat up straight, excited that he seemed ready to agree. "Oh shit, John. Wait until you see Erin. She's tall, blonde, has a model's body. Gorgeous face. And Andy's a stud. Well, not that I know that personally. But he's really hot."
"They have sex in my shower while we film it?"
"Yep."
"What if I get an erection?" John said nonchalantly.
Amanda burst out laughing. "Then somebody will have to take care of it."
She put her hand on his crotch.
"Now you're talking," John said, reaching for the buttons on Amanda's blouse.
As was her habit, Amanda didn't wear a bra and John soon had full access to her precious tits. He pushed the blouse aside. She arched her back.
John began with light kisses and licks of her prominent nipples. But his lust for her turned the licks into gentle bites and not-so-gentle sucking. Amanda moaned and John assaulted both breasts with his mouth, tongue and hands.
Amanda yanked the blouse off and fumbled with his pants. She got the button undone and the zipper down, allowing for a quick probe with her hand and, ultimately, an exposed cock. She slid off John's lap and onto her knees between his legs.
Their first fuck happened so fast there hadn't been time, or need, for foreplay. So the prospect of Amanda's young mouth around his cock especially excited John this time.
Amanda's penchant for older men could be traced to the loss of her father at a young age. She never had an authoritative male in her life until she got to college and had to deal with the professors. Now, she couldn't get enough of them.
She took the time to free John's cock from the confines of his boxers, anticipating that he'd soon have to maneuver it a little. In the meantime, she lowered her head and planted soft kisses all around the tip of the cock. It began to grow in her hand. When she licked it a few times from the base to the head, it grew some more. When she put it deep inside her mouth and used her lips and tongue on it, John was fully erect.
Amanda spent the next couple minutes enjoying the cock she'd only felt in her cunt the first time. And John learned something new about his young friend: she sucked cock like a pro.
Satisfied that he was as hard as he was going to get, Amanda stood up and quickly took off her shorts and panties. John admired her short, perfectly proportioned body as she climbed back onto his lap. With her knees straddling him, she placed her pussy directly above his cock and used a hand to hold the shaft in place. When she felt the tip slide between the lips of her cunt, she descended onto it.
John and Amanda both moaned at the tight fit. But she didn't stop until their bodies met, and then she began to raise and lower herself onto the rigid cock. John grabbed Amanda by the waist and matched the rhythm. Soon, the speed and intensity of their fucking increased dramatically.
Maybe someday the new lovers would find the time and place to make love long and slow. But not yet. Their desire for each other was too overwhelming. Once they got started, lust took over.
Amanda leaned forward and let John suck on her tits and tug on her nipples with his teeth.
"Oh God, John! Yessss! Just like that."
Her hand was between her legs, searching for her clit. She found it and drove herself ever closer to an orgasm. John held her by the ass, squeezing the cheeks a little more roughly the longer they fucked.
"You feel so good, Amanda. So tight."
They kissed passionately. John's hands moved to Amanda's tits and the louder Amanda moaned, the harder he squeezed them.
"I'm close. Fuck! Almost...," she moaned
John tried his best to cum at the same time she did. But for the second time in a week, Amanda beat him.
"Fuck! Yes. Yes!"
Amanda's body writhed in John's lap, her arms around his neck holding him tightly. He felt her cunt contract again and again around his throbbing cock. He was close. Very close. But the enjoyment of knowing young Amanda was cumming because of him made him hold off just a few seconds longer.
She cried out in total bliss during a long orgasm. And then, to his surprise, she got back onto her knees in front of him and began to stroke his wet cock in her hand. Amanda aimed it directly at her tits.
John took the cue and prepared to shoot his sperm wherever she wanted it. He leaned back, groaned loudly, and felt the first shot of cum pour through his cock. It exploded in a stream that hit the top of her tits. Second and third shots landed squarely on her nipples. After that, small amounts of cum were spread over each tit.
The awesome sight, alone, extended John's orgasm for a few seconds, helped along by a messy hand sliding up and down the shaft. The smile on Amanda's face said it all.
"You won't be sorry you agreed to do this," Amanda said, licking the excess cum from his cock.
