Money Shot 1

I am not sure if my thoughts are somehow distorted into remembering it for more than it was. But I can't believe that. I still feel your pull. I still smell you in the fabric of my being. I refuse to believe it's all in my head.

I remember the nights we spent hours in bed, working on our sex scene scenarios. And it makes me smile. I remember the money shots we had to get just right. Laughing in between takes and loving ourselves. I wanted to make you happy and make the scenes that would burn into your brain.

The way I would suck your cock, just so and pull up slowly, making sure my lips are just right, my hands in the perfect position. So, you could go back and watch and freeze the action for your enjoyment. I never let you know how much it pleased me to please you. I wanted it to be all you thought it would be. And all you could think about. So many fantasies. So many positions with you as the leading man as well as director. And I, I was your porn star.

Take one. The scene is set, your camera set in just the right spot. Your remote with pan and zoom within reach. "Let's do a money shot, the perfect blowjob and cum shot" you said, your excitement building, your penis already at attention. And I was up for it as you directed me. You lay on your back, as I mount you in the sixty-nine position. You focus on my face as I wave at the camera and smile. I start by slowly licking the tip of your hard dick. I suck the head into my mouth and tease it, you're so hard.

My hands begin stroking you, making you harder and harder. I am salivating at the thought of you in my mouth. I suck you down. I leave my hands at the base of your big cock for maximum effect and go to work sucking you, swallowing you. I am in the rhythm now as you encourage me. "Oh yes, baby, suck my hard cock." you gasp as I moan with you in my throat. I open my throat and push you in until my nose is nestled into your body. I open wide and feel the muscles start to constrict, squeezing and pulling your cock deep down.

I raise myself up, slowly caressing the length of you with my tongue. I slide your big cock out of my mouth and slide my tongue along the shaft, looking right into the lens. I want you to see the lust I have for you. I want you to look into my eyes and know, there will never be another man for me. I want you to see how much I love your cock. You are my stud, my star, the only cock I will ever crave. Can you feel it?

I become so excited as I swallow your big hard dick. You can barely control the filming. I smile at the memories. Your breath quickens, you are watching me on the screen. Watching as I suck you. "Yes, suck it! Fuck yeah, you suck my cock so good baby." you pant. It only pushes me to shove my head down as I feel you deep, deep in my throat. As I suck the cum from you.

I slowly slide you from my mouth as I stroke your dick. Your cream spraying onto my face. I move your huge, amazing penis into the perfect position, so you are shooting all over my face. Your cum spraying, oozing and dripping over my nose, my lips, my chin. Can you see it? Staring into the camera, smiling, as I lick you up. I slap my face with your big dick and rub it all over me. The money shot. Your money shot.

But I am still excited and need my own relief as I turn around, slide myself up and shove my wet pussy onto your face, sitting on your face. "Suck my pussy baby. Your cock was so good, I need you to eat me, suck my pussy, please." I plead breathing hard. You quickly drop your remote and grab my ass, ramming your face into my cunt. And oh my god, it is so good. You slide your tongue into me and start to suck and nibble on my clit, I am so close now. I feel how much you enjoyed the scene we just finished. And I know you will watch it over and over. But for now, I need you to service my pussy. And the memories flood my brain. I close my eyes, and I can feel you. You eat my pussy so well baby.

I think about the movie we just shot, the things we have done, and I start to cum. Your fingers spreading me open as you bury your face into me. My orgasm so strong as I arch my back, grab my breasts and pinch my nipples hard rubbing my pussy into your face and let you taste me. Take me all in. Eat me. Fuck, baby it's so good. I can feel my juices squirt into your mouth as my hard little clit throbs and pulsates, releasing it all.

I take a deep breath, and I need to pull myself away, I am so sensitive now. My pussy all wet and tingly. Your handsome face, that face I love and dream about, all covered in me, shiny and smiling and I need to kiss you. Our juices, our tastes combining in a slick, sticky, salty, sweet glaze on both our faces as we melt into one another. And my heart aches as I remember. I know that if you were here, right here, right now, I wouldn't be able to control myself. It would take just a touch from you, and I would spontaneously orgasm. Just the thought of you bringing me to climax.

I roll off of you and relax, basking in the afterglow as you start your editing process, and I can only smile as I watch your excitement. This is where I usually leave, getting up and dressing to leave you with your work, completely satisfied in my performance. But not today, I curl up under the covers just appreciating the sight of you. I think back about those old home movies and the different money shots we made over the years. You and me, in our own little world. Lights, camera and so much action.

I think about those movies, and it makes me sad that you no longer have them to watch and remember me. The memories still so vivid in my mind after all these years. Your little porn star. How I miss those days and think back longingly of those hot, sexy times, when we were young. Do you remember? Do you think of those times? I fantasize at night while I am alone, that you are pleasuring yourself, stroking your hard dick and thinking of me. Maybe thinking of one another at the exact same time and missing me.

At times, the memories, like superficial wounds, scars from our past. Of things that I have lost. I can't get you out of mind and I've never learned to let you go. The scenes fade, the camera stops rolling and cut.

I take a deep breath, lay back, and close my eyes as I begin to touch myself. The feelings overwhelming me, I feel a little empty, a little sad, and yet I smile.