Every year groups of aspiring filmmakers take part in the 48 Hour Film Project. Teams have exactly two days to write, shoot, edit, and turn in a finished seven minuet film. This year I buggered my costar on set. This is my story.
I met Joan that morning at 4am. We sat on the porch of the directors house and read through the latest draft of the script. Inside there were ten people who hadn't slept at all building sets and planning shots. From the moment Joan and I started reading lines together you couldn't help but notice. . . we had zero fucking chemistry.
My costar was a beautiful and talented but everything she said just made my eyes roll. For starters, Joan had been blessed with an unstoppable pair of tits. So noteworthy was this rack that she found a way to work mention of her boobs into every conversation. I really hated this. It's attention seeking and usually a tactic used to hide what you lack, which is personality. Joan wasn't stupid and caught on to how unimpressed I was with her display. While filming the first scene we were cordial but certainly not chummy. Then we went to film scene two.
The location for this scene was a crewmembers house. Joan and I went there to find a spot suitable to the scene and dress it up a bit. The assistant cameraman joined us to begin setting lights. In one room we find an amazing leather couch that will work just fine. We fancy it up and wait for the rest of the crew. A half hour later we get the call that they need the cameraman back on set and that everything is more than an hour behind schedule.
AND ACTION!
"I'm gonna take a nap." I say "If they think it'll be an hour it's going to take two." And I grabbed a pillow and laid down right there on the floor at the base of the couch.
Joan laid down on the couch and it was silent for about a minuet before speaking "Are you comfortable? Do you want the couch?"
"No I am fine here."
"It's big enough to share." She says.
"I am really quite fine down here" and then ever so jokingly I add "Besides I've been known to get handsy."
She giggled "Cool with me."
"I am entirely serious. I'll end up trying something."
"And that's cool with me" she says.
I stand up and look down at Joan on the couch We have been so mutually unimpressed with each other but now she's laying there waiting for me to put my hands on her. We lock eyes and I wait for her to finally reveal her bluff. But she doesn't. Instead she throws some serious fuck me eyes. My costar wants to get dirty.
As I lay myself atop Joan and our lips meet, she shoves her hand between us and grabs my crotch. We have been kissing for only a moment and she already has her hand grabbing at cock through my pants. A bold move but I will not be upstaged. My hand glides down from her knee and up her skirt where I get a firm handful of ass. Joan takes my cue and with her free hand jerks down the top of her dress until her nipple pokes out. I leave her mouth and snatch that pink little button right up, sucking that nipple furiously between my clenched teeth. The hand that was on my crotch is now trying to unhinge with my belt and I enjoy her fumbling attempts as I suckle her. Finally she pushes me back with both hands, insistent that my pants be undone.
I look around at the light stands surrounding the couch. Our set. My ass is planted on the arm rest with my pants at my ankles. Joan is giving me the showiest blow job I have ever seen and I am actually enjoying it. She's running the tip of her tongue up and down the shaft. She sucking the side of my cock like she's shot gunning a beer. She's moaning like someone has a tongue in her pussy! She's performing and I am happy to give her center stage.
Now she's trying to conjure as much spit as possible. Likely so she can pull her head back and have big ol ribbons of drool between my cock and her lips. It is so not my thing, yet if she wants porny sex then I am happy to oblige. I grab the back of her hair before this spit show reaches it climax and pull her right off my cock. Like a bad dog I'm holding her up as if to scold her for chewing on a shoe. Instead I plant a kiss on her wet mouth and then I push her onto the couch.
As Joan lands her face goes from shocked to completely impressed and she immediately starts trying to get her panties off. I just sit there on my perch stroking my cock. Her pussy is cute. I think about jumping down and licking her stupid but instead I am going to play this little dominance game to the end.
"Ask me to fuck you." I say.
"I want you to fuck me." she whines while shoving two fingers inside herself.
The couch is expensive, old, and solid. It barely moves as I hump Joan as hard as I can. She's moaning to the point of screaming. Her thick legs are a fucking blast to slap against. At one point she tried again to pull down the top of her dress, to unleash those titties she loves to talk about. But every time she tries I just start fucking her at top speed until all the estacsy overtakes her and she grabs at me just to hold on. Eventually I have her legs damn near over her head while I thrust into her with all my willpower. Joan begins squeaking like a toy. The squeaks get longer and finally I realize she's trying to say something but I've literally fucked all the air from her. The thrusts slow and I hear an ever so faint "you can cum in me" which is the nicest thing anyone can say to you.
As I lean in and press our foreheads together I make Joan repeat what she said over and over. Cum in me. Cum in me. Cum in me. I oblige and start shooting inside her sloppy wet pussy.
A few moments later while Joan is in the bathroom we get the call. The entire crew is on their way. The room smells like fucking, no way around it. Oh shit. I pull out my pipe and pack the biggest bowl I can and smoke it just as fast. The room fills with smoke. We get shit for getting stoned on set but nobody suspects I busted nut Joan fifteen minuets before they walked in the door.
A day later we turn in the final cut of the movie. After the wrap party I take Joan home and we fuck again. This time quite intimate and fun. Then a week later when our submission screens at a local theater I take her as my date. We fuck before and after the movie. The post movie sex may get it's own story here soon. Because Joan wasn't the only one who was there…
Thank you for reading! I have amassed a small collection of exploits and if you enjoyed the above I urge you to keep reading here and here and this one and especially this one because it was my favorite and nobody read it.
If you write me I'll write you back. And there is no chance in hell I'm posting the movie here.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3ihbc2/testament_of_how_i_banged_my_costar_on_a_movie
Definitley need to see a picture of Joan
cool
What a world where smoking a bowl is more accepted than banging your co-actor before a shoot.
More of the "ew" factor. Not my couch. Not my set.
Thanks for reading.
Bro, the most important question. Did it help you create on-screen chemistry?
It did! This second scene is supposed to happen years after a hook up. There is 1000% more playful charm. It makes the previous scene look bad.
You’re just committed to the art, you two. Method acting at its finest.
It was a good read – looking forward to the after party – have a good one
Thank you for reading.
More minuets than Vienna during Mozart’s time.
Oh Jesus. The achilles heel. Spelled that one correctly less than a dozen times since the 2nd grade.
Was this by any chance in the Bay Area? I know we just had one of those 48 hour film festivals
Dude, I read the story you say nobody read, and it’s one of my favorites! All your stories are some of my favorites, they are great, please keep writing! You get into sexy situations that are just my kind of sexy situations, and I like your clever and funny writing.
You are beyond kind. I’m so glad you like it. It is a blast writing and sharing all my dirty stories with you perverts.
It was not the Bay Area. But you should go watch them when they screen!
Are they screening in the Bay Area? I’m stuck here for now.
Apparently buggering in US English means something different to what it does in English. Great story though
What does it mean? When did I use it?
Look up screenings in your area, there should be a best of fest coming shortly.
The ready access of pipe and bud make me think this was Portland’s 48 Hour Fest…
1st paragraph, penultimate sentence. In English English, bugger means fuck anally. Great story though. Keep up the good work! :)
Another Brit here; was about to say the same.
I was hoping this was in the Chicago area and right away went to look for Joan. Pretty sure after snooping at your posts, this was in Portland, correct? Anyway, awesome job.
Aye. In my opinion, as a yank, you don’t use that word unless you back it up.
Sadly I doubt I’ll be able to make it. I’m currently in school and having one hell of a rough time with the course load. The only reason I know about it is because one of my housemates at the time was involved and had a film she worked on.
What about Rogering?
Snoop away. Read and enjoy. And yes, Portland.
Great story although I’ve read and enjoyed all of your previous ones as well. The way you described Joan’s tits and her thick legs made her very desirable to me. Any chance of pics of her?
Zero chance. But thank you.