Many of the movies that Beth and John made were true to life, or cinema verité as the scholars say. The films simply recorded what a single, stationary camera saw. (After some success they used two or three cameras for each movie). There were no special effects or musical background, the 'actors' were real people being themselves, and the set was a real bedroom, living room, or kitchen in a middle-class suburban American home.
They began with Beth and another woman sitting on a bed or couch directly addressing the camera. She often spoke to John as he monitored light and sound levels from behind a camera locked in place on a tripod. Beth and John often kidded around and traded insults.
Beth introduced the woman/guest performer and asked questions about her sexual background and why she was making a movie. The woman inevitably said she had always been curious about black men, and they turned her on. Sometimes, Beth introduced a husband who was off-camera and mentioned he was excited about watching his wife.
Beth also introduced the stud with praise, remarking on his sexual capabilities and friendly demeanor.
Today's shoot featured Candy, a petite, attractive white woman with white-blonde hair in her late twenties who spoke with an intriguing Southern drawl. She and her husband/manager Bobby were veteran swingers seeking to develop Candy as an amateur porn star. They chose to do interracial because Candy had always a thing for black guys and the niche had a devoted following among porn fans. Making a movie with Beth would introduce Candy to DVD-buying followers of the niche.
The black man was Jimmy, a soft-spoken, polite, 23-year-old who just wanted to get down to business. He was mid-size and dark, with large hands, a bubble butt, and a body toned from high school sports. Beth chose Jimmy for this shoot because he was a proven stud with a gentle side that looked to partner well with a newcomer like tiny Candy.
After the introductions and banter, Beth stood next to the two performers as they began to tentatively hug and pet each other. She kept them moving, placing Candy's hand on Jimmy's pants, urging them to take off their clothes. Soon they were in their underwear, sitting next to each other on the bed and kissing. Beth stepped off camera.
Candy became more aggressive, fondling the Jimmy's undies and wrapping an arm around him. She felt his penis getting hard and the man humped his crotch on her hand. She slid her fingers under the side of the pants, gripped his dick and pulled it out. Its eight, thick, ebony inches stood straight up against his white jockeys and her pale hand. Jimmy was shy but his body wanted her.
Candy stroked his meat as she kissed the young man. She was starting to burn for him. She adored black men and black cock, she had since high school. She had screwed a number of black boys and gave a blow job nearly every day at her integrated school. Her reputation spread quickly. She became a pariah to the 'cool kids' -- after all a white girl didn't do that.
Candy couldn't help herself. She was really turned on to black guys and she wanted to suck and fuck them. It was a need deep inside, she couldn't explain it, it just was. It may have been unusual but for Candy it was natural.
Today's stud was another in a long line of well-built black men that she enjoyed. Candy looked up into Jimmy's eyes while she squeezed his cock and bumped her fingers gently on the head. The young man sighed, bucked against her hand.
"Jimmy, why don't you stand up," Beth suggested from off-camera. Jimmy and Candy looked at Beth, and he slowly stood, the head of his hardon showing out of the top of his shorts, and his crotch near Candy's face.
Beth prompted, "Take off his pants Candy."
The young blonde reached up, grabbed his undies and pulled them down. His ebony dick flopped up and down, then stood straight out from his crotch, inches from Candy's red-lipped mouth.
The slim wife looked at the cock, took a hold of it and brought the head to her lips. She kissed it gently, then more fervently. Jimmy sighed. Candy licked her lips and swallowed the head, closing her eyes, savoring the feel of the spongy meat in her mouth. Blood coursed through her body; she was turning on to Jimmy despite the distracting camera and other people in the room.
Candy sucked more of the cock in her mouth and stroked the shaft.
"No hands," said Beth. "Just your mouth honey."
Candy dropped her hand and sucked the man. She took two or three of the solid inches in, backed off, then repeated the move. She had to stretch her jaws to accommodate Jimmy's thickness. Her movement was getting the cock lubricated and she tasted precum. She liked that he was turned on. She could feel her pussy get wet. She swung her head back and forth on the dick, making it bump against the wet softness of her tongue and mouth. Jimmy groaned.
Candy gripped his big balls in her hand, toying with them, playing softly as she sucked his cock. The tiny blonde moved back, the cock fell from her mouth, and she stared at it for a second. She lifted his phallus and leaned into his balls, licking the sac then clamping her mouth around it. She smelled his cock and balls, the sweat, precum and dick odor. She inhaled and it hit a center of joy in her.
"That's it, baby, yea that's good," said Beth.
Candy took one testicle in her mouth and pulled at it. Jimmy groaned. The shaft of his cock flopped against her cheek and chin, the black meat standing out from her creamy white skin. Candy kept going on his testicle and began stroking his shaft.
"Bobby, what do you think of that?" Beth asked the rapt husband.
There was a pause as Bobby woke from the carnal display and realized Beth had spoken to him. He had been concentrating on his wife's incredible sexuality as the room grew hot with the lights and horny foreplay.
"I like it, I like it," Bobby answered, not sure how to react. He was thinking too that this film could be a winner.
