Doc and the Porn Star Ch. 06-10

We had a quiet dinner and the next day walked around the city a bit for exercise. We did Rodeo Drive and a few other 'name' streets, found many of the 'stars' in the sidewalk, and also discovered some nice restaurants. We made love several times that night, and ended up going to sleep early by L.A. standards.

I rented a car the next morning, and we headed to the address that Jasmine had been given for her first day of shooting. The place was a home near Malibu, just off the Pacific Coast Highway. The place was a sprawling ranch home on a cul de sac with about six thousand square feet, plus pool and large outdoor patio that looked out at the Pacific Ocean. My immediate thought was that this was the perfect place for a photoshoot of any kind.

Jasmine got out with her small makeup case and a shoulder bag with some other shoes and dresses in it. There were a half-dozen cars parked in the driveway or on the edge of the cul-de-sac near the house. I noticed both indoor and outdoor security cameras scattered around the premises, as well as around the access road. This was a well-protected neighborhood.

Jasmine looked around inside the house, waved to a few people she knew, and then led us to her 'boss' for the two weeks, Jerry Bloom. Jerry was a young guy wearing flip-flops, board shorts, and a tie-dye t-shirt. He looked in his mid-thirties and also looked ripped and a bit of a surfer dude. He greeted Jasmine with a hug and I got introduced as the 'serious boyfriend'.

Jerry conversed with Jasmine like they'd parted company the day before. He described the shoot, the goals for the day and the week, talked about her role and the role of the other actors by name, described the kind of sex acts he wanted to film, and then talked about dialogue and blocking of various scenes. I listened without comment, but found it interesting that he knew exactly what he wanted for the day in great detail and could communicate that without reference to any notes. I was surprised at how 'All Business' he was.

Jasmine went off to change into one of her bikinis, the extent of the wardrobe for the shoot that day, as I understood it. She'd start on a lounger beside the pool and welcome home her 'husband' and his friend. Things would progress from there.

Jasmine just changed in a corner of the living room. There was no modesty; the rest of the crew were moving around and while they watched her spectacular body get revealed, it was taken as matter of fact. They were all there to make a pornographic video and everyone knew it.

Jasmine then sat in the kitchen while one of the other females on the crew worked on her make up. She got false eyelashes, attention to eye shadow, some touch up on her tan, her areolas were darkened, her labia shaded, and after consulting with Jerry nothing was done to her pubic hair which Jasmine had been growing in, at least with attention to her bikini lines -- she had a small landing strip.

Lighting was adjusted around the lounger at poolside. Several of the camera crew were talking about angles, shadows, backgrounds, wanting to see the ocean in some of the early shots, and some 'look backs' at the house. One young man was worried about sound. He was struggling with his microphones because there was a breeze and I heard him say he was picking up the wind sound so was changing their placement.

Jerry then called the actors together and walked them together though the action and dialogue he wanted. There was no set script. Each of them was expected to role-play through the thinly veiled plot so they could get to blowjobs, pussy eating, and fucking.

The three actors in the movie were Jasmine, Brent, and Pete. The two men were in great shape and obviously used weights to keep some muscle tone. The three of them roughly moved through the script and made up some lines, talking a lot about transitions from one sex act to the next. Occasionally one or another of them would make a suggestion to the others, and they'd back up and take a run at that part of things again. It was method acting, I believe.

Jerry came back to them and asked whether they were ready to shoot. They agreed. Jerry shouted to everyone on the set that they'd start in five minutes. The makeup woman rushed in and touched up Jasmine again, making minute adjustments. The three actors talked and then the two men went into the house.

Jerry had a bullhorn. He announced 'Quiet On the Set'. Filming starts in thirty seconds. Jasmine lay back on the lounger with a drink in her hand and a book in her lap. She pretended to read. I moved further away from the three cameramen and women stifling a nearly uncontrollable urge to cough and thereby mess up the opening scene.

I watched the scene unfold just like dozens of other adult videos I'd watched, some even with Jasmine in them. I could have written the script because there was virtually none.

The plot unfolded: Jasmine photographed looking gorgeous and sexy, even touching her breasts and crotch because she's feeling horny; husband Brent and friend Pete arrive home looking professional and fresh; both men carrying 'official looking' briefcases. Jasmine stands and kisses Brent, and then to his amazement moves and plants a kiss of equal magnitude on Pete, who is very surprised. There are more kisses from both men, and somehow Jasmine's bra gets lost. The men become infatuated with Jasmine's breasts and start to suck and lick on them, which makes her even hornier. She starts to massage the front of both men's pants, which then develop large lumps from their hard-ons. Jasmine is wooed back onto lounger where the two men jointly remove her bikini bottoms and take turns eating her pussy. As one eats her the other kisses her and works on her breasts or gets the mother of all blowjobs. Pete eventually gets a nod from Jasmine's 'husband' and mounts her and they start fucking. Soon, they're taking turns, and then changing positions. Later, they both fuck her at the same time -- a classic DP situation. Jasmine gets covered in cum, swallowing a generous portion of the men's man juice. Fade to black.

The filming took all day. Interspersed were some scenes where still photographs were taken with a traditional non-video camera. Jerry checked shots a few times, and announced he was happy with the results. Nonetheless, a number of scenes were shot at least once over again. Great attention was also paid to backing up the digital cameras to a high-end laptop computer and to a thumb drive.

I got really horny watching Jasmine perform with the two men. I'd seen her with Jake and Alan, but this was different. For one, the two men were genuinely hung and each guy obviously sit-ups or whatever gave them washboard abs. They were considerably more buff, toned, tanned, and ripped than I'd ever been. I got to wondering what Jasmine saw in my aging physique.

My horniness kept increasing as the shoot continued. At one point Jasmine was sucking the insides of Brent out through his cock as Pete plowed into her pussy at an aggressive pace. I became aware that the cute woman who'd done Jasmine's makeup was standing beside me. She even put her hand on my shoulder and then leaned down where I was sitting and kissed me. She whispered close to my ear, "I'm Shelly. I'm so horny watching your girlfriend and the men I could burst. How about you and I go off and knock the edge off a little?"

By the time she asked I figured I'd cream in my jeans any second. I nodded in agreement. Shelly took my hand and led me away from the set. I looked back but I don't think Jasmine noticed. I was sure she was having another orgasm. She'd said she never faked anything in her films and I could easily see that.

Shelly led me into one of the bedrooms in the august home and shut the door. She slammed her body into mine and we kissed as though the apocalypse was only seconds away. She pulled away and started to peel off her clothes. She had a really nice body with modest tits and a nest of pubic hair that turned me on.

I stripped away my clothes, too, and when we were naked we were back in each other's arms and kissing. Shelly lay back on the bed and spread her legs. There was no finesse or foreplay beyond what we'd done. She said, "God, fuck me. I would like hard and fast."

I did as the lady requested, but not before sampling the landscape with my face and tongue buried in her cunt. I got one rapid orgasm from her and then was buried up to my balls in her moist goodness. I did my 'hard and fast' imitation, and that seemed to really turn her on more. She came thrice more before I joined her and flooded her pussy with the load of jizz that had backed up as I'd watched Jasmine getting fucked for four hours so far that day.

Shelly and I collapsed together, and made out. She kissed really nicely and obviously liked what I was offering. A half-hour later we fucked again at a more leisurely pace; thank heaven. I'd already had my aerobic activity for the day on our first round. Shelly also enjoyed slow and tender.

After that we made out some more and then used the ensuite shower together. We redressed and went back out where the videoing continued at the same pace as before. Jasmine was still on the patio but on some kind of massage table sucking and fucking Brent and Pete, and then Pete and Brent as they swapped positions. She was really into what she was doing.

I'd learned one surprising thing from Shelly during our intermission. She was married to Brent. He was one of the studio's 'go to' guys for porn videos. He didn't make as much as the women he fucked on film, and he liked the work. He also gave Shelly a free pass for anybody she wanted to play with; they had an open marriage.

The filming ended about six o'clock. Jasmine was covered in cum and on camera had supposedly swallowed about a gallon from each man. After Jerry announced things were over for the day, they were all laughing and doing high fives with each other. There was a jovial atmosphere because they all knew they'd done a good job for the studio and their adoring public.

Shelly took me over and introduced me to her husband and Pete. I inferred that she often fucked Pete, as well. The two men and Jasmine were all naked, and Jasmine still dripped 'semen' from her face and breasts. There was also white stuff running down her legs.

Shelly had explained to me in whispers that the men didn't really cum that much. Special lifelike dildos that had a hollow inside were used with tubes leading to plungers that one of the crew manned so that at the right time, whichever man was being filmed could spill a huge amount of cum on the actress's face, cunt, ass, breasts, or wherever for the camera.

Jerry stopped by and made sure everyone knew where the shoot would be the next day, and then dismissed everyone. The others in the crew were already packing up their gear. I noticed the cameramen backing up their video files onto the computer and external drive.

Jasmine and I drove back to the city and our hotel after she'd showered and redressed in her nice casual clothes. We left the car with the hotel valet and then walked a few blocks to a restaurant. By that time I was starved.

Over dinner, Jasmine told me about various aspects of the filming that I might have missed. She commented that she'd had her ass and pussy well lubricated to minimize friction and thus her 'wearing out' and needing a day of rest or getting too sore to function. The lube also helped the men from getting chafed and developing a similar problem.

She also pointed out that some of the shots that 'looked' like she was fucking, she actually wasn't. Their bodies were moving 'as though', but pussies and cocks weren't connected. When the cameras were shooting from behind or the side, this was possible, and helped relieve some of the friction as well.

I told Jasmine about going off with Shelly for almost two hours. She'd noticed I was gone and figured I was working something out somewhere. She laughed and said it happened all the time. She knew Shelly and Brent and didn't mind in the least. She encouraged me to repeat the experience, as needed.

The shoot the next day started on the early side. We were in a bar that wouldn't open until four o'clock. There were a dozen other 'patrons' besides Jasmine playing the role of barflies sitting around at the bar or tables in the background as the filming took place. Jerry enlisted everyone else's help as 'walk-ons' including the crew that wasn't otherwise engaged in doing the videos and me.

The plot was that Jasmine would befriend a table of guys and they'd all get very flirty, and then very handsy, and then there'd be a small gangbang right there in the bar. When Jasmine was covered in cum the shoot would be over.

Shelly was there again, and tended to Jasmine's makeup, making her look a little tartier than the day before. After all, she explained, the character was supposed to be out for a night on the prowl, even looking to get laid. She was just going to end up having more sex than she ever dreamed about.

Brent and Pete from the day before were part of the table of men that Jasmine would befriend. The other guys were Joe, Duke, and Tommy. All were the size of garage doors and no one you'd want to get into an argument with. I figured that not only were they gym rats, they were also professional boxers.

The shooting went a little differently from the day before. This time instead of short clips with an occasional re-do, Jerry had the actors perform the entire 'plot' in one go and just kept the cameras rolling. He was taking notes and moving around by himself as the three cameras moved to capture the action.

By noon, the first pass had been completed including all the shots of the patrons and the rest of the bar. The extras, including me, were dismissed. A few got fifty bucks in cash for appearing; I happened to be one of them, a point which gave me a chuckle. I'd just appeared in my first porn film, AND gotten paid for it.

After a short lunch break, Jasmine and the five men started to do 're-takes' of various kinds, with many more close ups of one cock or another sawing into her pussy as she blew another guy and jerked off two more, as the odd man out stood close-by jerking off at the action. The swaps from one cock to another were also emphasized.

Shelly came up to me and said, "You horny again? Want to go have a nooner?"

I grinned and nodded at her. She was hot in her own way. We meandered off towards the back of the bar where Shelly had found a storeroom we could use. Ten minutes late I was sawing away in her pussy as out in the main bar area Jasmine took on yet another of the men. Shelly and I fucked twice and then cleaned up in one of the rest rooms as best we could with paper towels and cold water. We got to laughing so hard, it was hard to calm down and go back to the main bar area lest we mess up the soundtrack.

After some still photos were taken, Jasmine and the various men went off to clean up in no better conditions than Shelly and I had. Everybody was dressed and ready to leave by four when the regular bar opened for business.

Jasmine and I went back to the hotel and took a long warm shower together, redressed, and then drove out to Santa Monica pier area and roamed around, including a walk on the beach. The place was touristy and crowded, but we did find a nice restaurant for dinner. We went back to the hotel and made love after a few hours of that.

I watched Jasmine the next day in a studio setting. We were inside a large warehouse, but individual rooms had been set up to represent various rooms in a house, but with good lighting, sound baffling, and other characteristics appropriate for shooting scenes. The place wasn't used just for porn, but Jerry had it rented for the rest of the week.

I watched for a while with Shelly sitting in my lap, and then we both got horny and went off and fucked as Jasmine and her partners acted out their various plots and got filmed. Shelly had worked at the facility many times before, so she knew where to go to be comfortable for a couple of hours, and also where we could clean up with warm showers.

After we got back to watch the filming from behind the scenes, the day ended with more planned at that location for the next day.

Jerry came up to me. "Doc - I hope it's all right to call you that; Jasmine said it was all right -- I wanted to ask you a question. I know you're going to be around here until you head home in a week or so, but I wanted to know whether you'd be willing to appear with Jasmine in a video?

"I was thinking of next Monday for the shoot. I want to do an old-guy-does-young-girl video. They're popular on the Internet. We'd make you look older, and we'd give Jasmine some pigtails and other makeup to make her look younger. You two would fuck away the day as we filmed."

I grinned. I'd fantasized dozens of times before I actually met her of fucking Jasmine in one of her porn videos. Now, I would actually get the opportunity to do just that. I was a realist, so didn't mind the May-December pairing and filming.

I told Jerry 'Yes'. We'd be right where we were, probably on another stage set. We'd film, nominally from ten a.m. to six p.m. I had no other instructions other than to arrive horny and hard.

I took the next two days off to tour some of the museums and touristy things around L.A. that Jasmine had already done when she lived there. Shelly joined me both afternoons, and we took time to fuck away part of the afternoon in our hotel room. Jasmine and Brent arrived together the second night and joined us, and we had a further fun couple of hours fucking up a storm before we all went to dinner together.

Over the weekend, Jasmine and I drove up the coast a poked into various beaches and shorelines. We focused on the stretch from Ventura to Santa Barbara, and then got on the faster roads back to the hotel to sleep.

Monday morning I found myself a little nervous about doing the Old-Meets-Young sex video. I was not having misgivings about making the video; I felt performance anxiety and worried I wouldn't be able to get it up for the challenge. Jasmine told me not to worry, that I'd have a well-known fluffer at my disposal. A fluffer, in porn parlance, is someone that can turn your wilted lily into a hard cock that won't quit.

Shelly turned out to be my fluffer. She stripped down to just her little thong to do my makeup, and frequently draped her tits in my face so I could suck on them. She worked on my hair, making it grayer and they gave me a scruffier appearance facially with more evident wrinkles and age spots, and then a layer of unshaven whiskers. I looked like I was a refugee from an old age nursing home when she was done. I looked at least twenty years older and maybe more.

I watched her do Jasmine, turning her from a twenty-four year old woman into an inexperienced teen who supposedly in the video wanted to lose her virginity to a mature man.

Shelly then fluffed me. I was partially hard watching her hard body apply makeup on Jasmine and me, but once her mouth got around my cock, she took me right up to maximum hardness. I tucked myself into the overalls I was supposed to wear to start the scene, and away we went to the set.

Jasmine and I followed the script. I was an older man -- a contractor that appeared at her house to fix something under the sink. I did this as she looked on and made up her mind that I was the guy. She knelt down beside me and started to rub my hard-on through my overalls. Eventually, she undid the clasps and pulled the pants down as I had my head in under the fake sink. She sucked on me and continued after I got out from under. I asked her what she was doing and then if she was sure I was the right guy.

I stripped off Jasmine's little dress and undies that had cartoon animals on them, and started to eat her pussy as we slipped into a sixty-nine. We kept doing that until Jerry whispered that we should do something else sexy. We got beside each other on the kitchen floor and started to make out as I fingered her. With a minor adjustment or two and some tubing, I suddenly had Jasmine flooding my hand as she squirted in response to my fingering.