I was like a dog with a bone. “You didn’t answer my question, Kate. I said, ‘Haven’t you had enough cock yet?’”
She turned away from me and sobbed, her breasts heaving. There were tears in my eyes, too. Of course I was angry, but I knew I was being irrational. Greg had been screwing her since they’d arrived so what was different this time? Maybe it was the surprise element, yet why should I have been surprised? He would have overheard Jan suggesting that Kate take a shower and had excused himself from our discussion shortly thereafter. It had not occurred to me that he was going after her. Whose fault was that? The reality was I had been really stupid and I was simply venting my own frustration on her. And despite the fact that every time I opened my mouth to harangue her, I was only making things worse, I just couldn’t help myself.
“Why are you crying, Kate? Is it because I’ve found you out? Or do you feel guilty because you obviously enjoyed yourself so much out there. Don’t tell me you didn’t, Kate. I could see it on the fucking monitors!”
I regretted the last outburst the moment the words left my lips but it was too late. And who was I to condemn her for enjoying it? I had been sporting a hard-on for most of the shoot. Not only was I crassly insensitive and utterly illogical, but a dreadful hypocrite to boot. She looked so vulnerable too, curled up in the foetal position as she was. I sat down on the bed with my head in my hands.
“I’m sorry, Kate, I shouldn’t have said that.” My voice was breaking.
“I don’t blame you, Joe. I have been saying far worse things to myself, believe me.”
She looked over her shoulder at me. Her tears had caused her mascara to run and it had streaked down her cheek.
“At least let me explain. Greg knows everything. He’s Pete’s partner; you know, the man at Hot Productions. Pete told him that you and I are married and the reason why I am doing this. Greg told me that he didn’t want you here but it seems that Pete, who has the major share of the company, insisted. Anyway, Greg is still unhappy about it. He is trying to provoke you, so that he can have a reason to get you off the set. It started at the airport when he made sure I was sitting next to him. Then he said he wanted to talk to me when we were in the pool yesterday. He insisted that I sit next to him last night. And also that I sleep with him.”
“It didn’t seem like you needed much persuading!”
“That is a really nasty thing to say.”
“What do you expect me to say? It seems that every time I’ve seen you, you’ve got your legs wide open! And then when I saw you before the shoot you didn’t even mention it.”
“Oh yes, just like you didn’t mention Colette!”
“Kate, she put me in a very difficult situation.”
“Oh and mine isn’t, I suppose.”
She closed her eyes for a couple of seconds. She was doing her level best not to cry.
“I wanted to, but I was so wound up I couldn’t. Joe, do you honestly think that I would be doing this if I had any other choice? Greg is the producer. He is the man who will decide whether or not I make more films. We both know how important it is that I get the opportunity. He has made it expressly clear what he wants from me. Now if I don’t cooperate with him, what does that do for my chances? I don’t want you to get hurt, Joe, but it was your choice to be here. You didn’t have to be. May be if you hadn’t lost your job, I wouldn’t be here either… No, I’m sorry, that’s not fair.”
She began to weep.
She was right and I deserved it. I had only been thinking about myself. I could only relate to events as they affected me. I had not even tried to see them from her point of view.
“I take no pride in what I am doing, but at least I was prepared for it. It was no surprise, either when Greg told me that once the filming with Tom got under way, I would have to act as if I was really excited….”
“But you did get excited, Kate. I saw it with my own eyes.”
She ignored my interruption.
“What I had not anticipated, had never entertained for one single moment, was that I might actually get turned on for real. And that’s what happened out there. I read somewhere that women have been known to get wet, even though they are being raped; they feel betrayed by their own body and experience a degree of self-loathing afterwards. Well I know just how they feel. I am sorry it has upset you so much Joe, but I couldn’t help it.”
Her words devastated me; it was as if a knife had been thrust in my stomach. She had been sexually excited by a stranger, a good-looking, sympathetic and very well endowed stranger! She was again weeping as she turned away from me. What a bloody mess we were in!
She was still curled up with her legs closed tightly together. Greg’s semen continued to seep out of her puffy labia lips, but now it was trickling across her thigh and on to the bed. Even though she was full of his cum, this beautiful, naked vulnerable creature was the woman I adored above all else. I slipped off my shorts and lay down on my side next to her. I eased myself into her, eased being the operative word. There was no resistance whatsoever as I slipped into her hot wetness, the third man she’d had inside her, in the space of an hour.
“I love you, Kate. Whatever happens I love you.”
She stretched her arm behind her and caressed my neck. “I’m so sorry, Joe.”
I gently cupped her breast. “So am I Kate.” The next moment I was jetting into her. But it was not just the sexual release; I also felt free of my anger and anxieties.
I was at peace with the world as I held her in my arms. I woke up and glanced at my watch. We’d been asleep for two hours. I shut the bedroom door quietly behind me in order not to wake her.
I stepped out into bright sunlight. There was a huddle of people on the terrace at the far end of the swimming pool. I noticed the light deflectors first and then I saw the cameras too. Of course, they were shooting the second scene. As I approached I could see that Wayne was on his back sporting a huge hard-on whilst Colette, who was facing him, was getting herself in position to lower herself on to it. Wayne’s dick was perhaps an inch or so longer and slightly thicker than Tom’s but it did not have his classic shape, being somewhat smaller at the sharp end so to speak. However this was a more practical design given its overall size and thickness. Impractical, however would be the right word to describe his elongated scrotum and large heavy balls. Running without adequate support would have been nigh on impossible.
“Can I have some more lube please, Jan?” Colette squeezed some onto her finger and inserted it into her vagina. Then she did the same to her anus. She looked over at Greg, her impish grin once more in evidence. “Houston,” she said into an imaginary microphone, “we’re ready for docking!”
Greg was barking out instructions. “Now remember what I said, Wayne. Let Colette slide down on you first and let her get herself comfortable before you start to move. We’ll give it a couple of minutes and then Rudi’s going to go in the back door. Frank, are you happy with that camera angle for the double penetration? You need to be down between Wayne’s legs shooting up at her crotch. Rudi, you will be standing over Frank, but it won’t matter. You won’t need height for this shot.”
Jan came forward to touch up Colette’s lipstick.
“Three, two one and action.” Colette gingerly lowered herself onto him. The head went in easily. She adjusted her position and slowly lowered herself on it. I know she’d said she could handle it, but I’d still not expected her to take it all in one smooth motion. Strange as it might seem there was an almost childlike innocence about her, an innocence made all the more plausible by the sweet little rose tattoo on her pert behind. It was thus all the more jarring when she slowly raised herself and revealed a thick heavily smeared dick lodged deeply inside her. She continued to ride him in this languorous way until Greg called a halt. She changed her position so that she could sit, rather than lay on him but they were still connected
“I’m having a wood problem, here!” It was Rudi. He was stroking himself but he was not managing to achieve an erection.
Jan went to work immediately. In essence she began to fuck him with her mouth, taking him in, releasing him and then taking him back in again. She was caressing his balls with one hand, whilst her other was between his legs and it would appear, although I could not see it, that she may have been fingering his anus. Whatever she was doing, it was succeeding, because his dick was getting stiffer.
“So you think that Oahu is the nicest of the Hawaiian Islands, do you Wayne? I’ve always preferred Maui. I’m going there again this year.” It seemed surreal that Colette, fully impaled on Wayne’s huge cock, should be discussing with him her forthcoming holiday in Hawaii. It was as if they were work colleagues, idly chatting at a break. But when I thought about it, that is exactly what they were. They were work colleagues having a break whilst waiting for Rudi’s erection to return.
“OK we’re ready, team.” Greg looked around at everyone.
Once more the cameras were rolling. Once more, Colette was leaning forwards; once more her puckered anus was exposed. Rudi came up behind her, his erection in his hand and pressed his tip against it. There was just a hint of lube outside, but evidently enough inside for her opening to dilate and for the crown of his cock to slip inside. I watched his buttocks contract as he sought to get deeper. I moved round to watch her face as he did so. It showed she was in some pain but it was obvious that it was not, by any stretch of the imagination, unbearable. Soon they were both fully inside her and fucking her in sequence.
Rudi was the first to come. He pulled out and spurted over her back, his later emissions landing in the crease of her behind and trickling back into her open anus.
Colette then dismounted from Wayne and he stood up. She knelt down in front of him as he began to unload. Jan had told me that he was well known for the sheer quantity of semen and she wasn’t wrong. He seemed to go on and on. It was all over her face and chest by the time he had finished.
“Cut!”
“Wayne,” Colette looked up at him as the cum dripped from her chin, “what was the name of that hotel again in Oahu?”
We had finished dinner. Greg had said he wanted to talk to Kate and to me and we had gone to his room. I took the scotch that Greg offered. I looked around me. His bedroom was larger than the one I occupied, and I was sharing mine with four of the crew!
“Cheers!” He raised his glass to us both.
“You said you wanted to talk to us.” I glanced at Kate perched alongside me on the bed.
“Yes, Joe. Kate may have told you that I was dead against the idea of your being on the set.”
“Yes, she did mention it.”
