Cassie's Porn Set Shower Scene

When Cassie placed her hands on the bathroom counter made for the set, she slowly bent forward and glanced at the camera with her tongue licking her lips that’s when the electricity shot through the air. That was what her co-star Becky said later in the dressing room. Jake Hammer, the male co-star was naked and erect at the time, his cock throbbing despite the cameras, hot lights and sound technician. He laid a hand on Cassie’s butt and started massaging it before slapping it a few times. “I like that,” Cassie cooed. Jake, following the agreed upon blocking, pressed a hand between her legs. “You like this, too?” “Oh, yeah.” She gasped when he slid his fingers inside her panties and fingered her pussy, finding her clit, stroking and then backing off. An amazing erotic buzz flowed through her. “Oh, fuck.” She bent forward, extending her ass as he rubbed against her. This was the primal sex that she had witnessed with her husband, Brendan, in so many porn clips and films. She was now performing in her sixth and this was by far the most intense. “Strip for me,” growled Hammer. Cassie slowly wiggled out of her bikini briefs, showing her ass and hips. “I’m going to wash off every man you’ve ever known and make you mine.” He skillfully wrapped his hand around her hair and led her into the shower. The temperature was tested before the shoot and now he had her back up against the shower wall, water cascading over her body. Hammer was in his early 30s and well-known as a horny yet thoughtful performer. His motivation to shoot was not just a desire for women but also an enjoyment of sex as a dramatic and artistic expression. He grabbed at Cassie’s breasts, fondling and tugging while she moaned. He knelt, licking and biting at her pussy while the water soaked her and then he stood, making Cassie kneel and thrusting his cock in deep. She gagged and he kept thrusting until the next performer entered, Becky — the girl-next-door type who was now in her third film with Cassie. “Mrs. Johnson,” gasped Becky. She wore a tight T-shirt and short denim shorts. “Oh, my God.” She looked at Hammer. “Aren’t we going swimming?” “I found something better. Get over here.” Becky ripped off her shorts and stepped into the shower, standing and kissing Hammer while Cassie stayed on her knees, sucking him deep and hard. Brendan sat in a darkened area, watching the monitor, panting. He stroked his cock through his jeans trying vainly not to get turned on watching his wife. But the lust was flowing through the set. “Want me to help?” asked the make-up lady. “Yeah,” said Brendan. She knelt, unzipped his jeans and fondled his cock before licking around the shaft. She sucked him with every bit of expertise as Cassie had done at home. Watching Hammer grab his wife, make her stand with her ass out while the water in the shower poured down, and Becky on the shower floor, licking Cassie’s pussy while Hammer fucked her, simply was too much. “I’m going to come,” he moaned. “Do it,” mumbled the woman, a veteran of porn sets who was also a performer on camera and in strip clubs. Brendan lost it, his cum pouring into her mouth while Hammer fucked away with Cassie struggling to stand and Becky rubbing her pussy while licking Cassie’s. The set-up was trite and cliche but Brendan didn’t care. His wife was phenomenally hot well into her 50s. Reviews in the adult biz raved over her shapely wide hips and ass, a MILF with a cute button nose, endearing eyes and shoulder-length chestnut hair. Brendan wanted her as badly as ever. Post-shoot, Cassie sat wrapped in a towel, drinking water. “You okay?” asked Hammer, wearing tight briefs. His cock still looked hard. “Yeah, hon, thanks for asking.” Brendan sat by her as she kissed the male star and Becky. The trio had wrapped and the director-producer came in. “Good work.” “Thanks,” said Hammer. He bowed to the ladies. “Nice working with you both.” Becky smiled and addressed Hammer by his real name. “You, too, Martin.” Hammer, now slipping into his clothes and becoming every day Martin, got dressed and went to step outside when the director announced some news. “We’d like the three of you to work together again in a period piece. The studio has an idea for filming in a colonial style. It would be especially nice if you’re up for some involved acting.” Cassie sat with her legs curled on the sofa, Brendan’s arm around her. “I’d be in New York for a few days. Would that be okay?” Brendan sighed. “You’re becoming a real porn star.” “I don’t know about that,” said Cassie. What started as a lark and a fantasy for Brendan was turning into a more serious venture. There was even talk of a Cassie MILF lingerie line and in-person appearances. Did she want that notoriety? “Money, huh?” “The pay would be real good,” Cassie acknowledged. She had freedom as a real estate agent that had been her day job and career for over twenty years. She and Brendan, now reaching 56, decided to tell their college-age kids about the recent venture. They were skeptical but ultimately supportive. And now there was a cross-roads to consider. She could take another step into another film. The studio would cover acting sessions and she would receive a star billing after Becky in a production with a much larger budget. “I don’t want this to affect my love for you,” she said, snuggling against Brendan and kissing him. “Nor do I. If it gets to be too much, you can always back out. Right?” Cassie wondered. “It depends how much they’ll invest in me, I guess.” “True.” Brendan took his wife’s hand and placed it just below his waist. “That excitement is for you.” “Thank you, sweetheart,” she said, kissing her husband and wondering what decision she should make.