Final Porno

“I’ve just pulled up to the shoot,” I said to my agent over the bluetooth speaker in my brand new car.

“Excellent!” he said.  “This is it, Rick, your very last porno.  You’ve been playing the odd parts in pornos for years, and it’s all paid off.  Hollywood has seen your talents, and you’re gonna be a side character star!  I have three big budget movies lined up for you already!  Just knock this last one down and your contract is complete.”

“Thanks Rodney,” I said.  “I couldn’t have made it this far without you.”  I was about to end the call, but realized I needed just one more answer.  “Hey, while I got you, what’s the story on this one?  Bored housewife?”

“Aww, I didn’t even look.  Who cares?  Just play your role, collect a check, and I’ll meet you in Hollywood tomorrow for drinks and lobster, YOUR treat!”

Both of us had a fun chuckle at that.

“Okay,” I said.  “Thanks for everything.  See you then!”  I ended the call there and stepped out to what looked like a warehouse.  I had been to many studios like this before.  Usually we shot in them because they were easier to light than normal houses.  We just couldn’t film the outdoor segments, unless we wanted to change locations or use a green screen.  It felt weird knowing I had become such a veteran of the porn industry, when it was rare that I was ever even filmed naked.

I was clearly not going to be a star in this industry; I was 5’5, about 140 pounds.  I was decent looking, but I was thin and short.  Most of the time, I was the guy being cheated on by the big dicked guy, or I was a waiter, or whatever.  It was a living, not a great one, and I couldn’t exactly advertise it to my friends and family, but my agent convinced me it was the easiest way to get noticed, so I put myself out there and became somewhat famous in the industry as a consummate professional.

I knocked on the door to the studio, and it opened shortly after.  It was your typical studio, with green screens scattered around a gigantic room, and sets of bedrooms and kitchens and office settings here and there.  The assistant that opened the door for me guided me to the director, a man I actually hadn’t worked with before.

“Rick!” he said, shaking my hand.  “Big fan.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“We have a pretty short shoot today, nothing too fancy.  Do you want a water or anything while I have you?”

I put up a hand in protest.  “I’m fine, thank you.”

“What a pro,” he said with a jeer.  “Okay, I’m gonna have you go full nude and lay on this bed, face up, with your head at the foot of the bed.”  He pointed to a close-by bedroom set.  I had to admit, the fact that I was moving up in the world made me a little cross about getting nude on my last performance, but I didn’t want to be THAT guy, the guy that said no to things and looked snobby to the rest of the crew.  I was known as a team player, and that’s how I was going to go out.

I removed my clothing and laid on the fairly low to the ground bed.  I wiggled around and made myself comfortable.  The rest of the crew was shuffling around doing whatever it was they had to do to make this shoot, so I ignored them and tried not to be a bother.  I did note that this was a pretty large bed, but lots of shoots had large beds, so I didn’t think much of it at the time.  All I knew was, I was getting paid to lay on this bed right now, and that’s a pretty great gig in the grand scheme of them all.

“Rick, you doing good?” asked the director’s voice.

“Absolutely,” I responded, staring at the ceiling.  “Do I have any lines or anything you want me to say?”

“Nope, you should be fine.  Cecilia, you’re up!”

That’s a name I hadn’t heard before.  I looked to my left and looked to my right, but I didn’t see anyone.

“Okay, rolling!” the director called out.  I was so confused.  No lines?  Rolling?  Where was this woman?

And then I looked up.

A gigantic white ass with pink spandex underwear hovered over my face.  It was easily the biggest I had ever seen.  It looked like it was as wide as this already wide bed.  I could see all the dimples in her ass, all the cottage cheese in her upper thighs.  This was the fattest woman I’d ever seen, and I had only seen one perspective of her.  She bounced up and down a few times, showing just how jiggly her ass was.  I wasn’t sure what was about to happen, but I could tell whoever was actually going to have sex with her was going to really earn their pay check today.

And then the ass crashed down on me.

It hit like a car crash of couch cushions.  It smashed my poor head and upper torso into the bed, probably half a foot in.  I could feel her underwear pressing on my face, as she was clearly an expert and had aimed exactly for my nose.  My head was perfectly between her giant ass cheeks, and she was slowly wiggling around as to drive my face further and deeper with every passing second.  Her ass was so wide it had pinned my arms all the way to my elbows into the bed.  My tiny wrists and hands were flailing helplessly on the sides of the gargantuan ass sitting on a doll on the bed.

“Up,” I heard the director call out.

The ass raised into the air, leaving me scrambling for breath.  My instincts were to scream and throw a fit and rage at the whole production.  I had never done anything like this before!  I was never told what this was!  But I calmed down and relaxed.  I wanted to be a pro.  This was my last shoot ever, I would just-

“Down,” the director called out.

The ass came down again, this time my hands instinctively tried to block it, but it was of course way too heavy for me to do anything, so each hand pressed against each cheek, and my face went into the depths just the same as last time.  This time, since my arms were now trapped underneath her ass too, my legs were kicking, trying to break free, but still nothing.  Luckily, her ass and pussy didn’t smell bad; she was a pro too, clearly.  She knew what she was doing, even if what she was doing was weird and twisted.

I had even less leverage than what i did before, so after a while I stopped kicking and just let it happen.  She was really good at maneuvering my face into her crack.  My face was surrounded by her giant ass cheeks, the flesh pushing on either side of my face.  Unfortunately, the longer she was doing this, I realized I was losing air.  I hadn’t had enough time to breathe in the last intermission, so now I was suffocating.

“Up,” the director said.

Once more, the ass raised up, and I gasped for air.  I bet they were using the footage too, so I tried to look as cinematic as possible while actually trying to breathe again.  Such was the life I had chosen.

“Again?” came a relatively low female voice from above me.

“Mmm no both of those were really good,” the director said.  “Go ahead and mount him, if you will.”

Before I knew what had happened, I opened my eyes as the bed felt like it was shifting back and forth.  The giant ass that was once behind me and looking down at me was now in front of, but still looking down at me.  From this view, I could see just how wide her thighs were, easily wider than my torso.  From any perspective, she was a strong woman in a position of power over me.  Her ass was staring directly at my face, and it looked like the sun staring at a small planet.

“Go ahead and give us some dirty talk and kissing, please,” the director said calmly.

“Kiss my ass you little bitch,” she said to me, on cue.  She lowered her ass towards my face, not low enough to touch me but low enough that I could reach up and kiss it.  And that’s exactly what I did.  I kissed the left cheek.  “Kiss it better than that, you pathetic little worm.”  I gave longer kisses, and I put my hands on either of her cheeks.  I went back and forth, kissing her left then right cheek.  “If you don’t worship my ass like I want, I’ll smother that puny little face of yours.”  I kissed deep and long, rubbing her ass cheeks with my two hands.  I wasn’t sure exactly what she was asking for, but I didn’t want to do anything to upset her.  But apparently what I was doing wasn’t right, and her ass sank into my face.

This time was similar to last time, but I was getting a little bit more of her pussy on my face.  She was definitely wet, and was enjoying rubbing her ass all over my face.  I realized it was also different in that she was on her knees now, and my arms were sandwiched between her fat thighs and her calves.  After a couple minutes of squashing my face, she sat up.  I gasped for air.

“Please…” I said.

“Get back to kissing my ass, slave,” she commanded.  I did as I was told, kissing passionately and pressing my face into her butt.  “There we go, finally you do something right.”  She reached behind and grabbed a hold of my hair and forced me forward into her right butt cheek.  I could feel my face sinking into her immense flab.  “Call me your Queen, slave.”

“You’re my queen,” I muttered out, my mouth partially blocked by her fat ass meat.  I wasn’t sure if she heard me, or if the outcome of what we were doing would change if she did.

“You WANT me to suffocate you with my big ass?” she asked tauntingly.

“No!” I pleaded, but it was of course of no use.  She brought her huge ass back down, and there it stayed, for easily the longest of any time so far.  I was smart and sucked in as much air as possible before going under, but even that ran out on me.  I wasn’t sure if she was even aware she was sitting on a person’s face at this point, like maybe she had forgotten or something.  I wondered if there was a point where the crew might help get her off me.  My little hands pounded on her big ass, and my muffled screams did little to make her budge.  If anything, she used all the power she could to drive her ass deeper into my poor face.  I could smell her pussy on fire now, loving every minute of crushing my tiny skull.  Just as I was starting to think if this was really how it could all end, she lifted her ass, leaving me once again gasping for air, this time thankful I wasn’t dead.

“Okay, take off your underwear,” I heard the director calmly call out.  Take off her underwear?  There had to be some mistake!  She sat up on her knees and pulled the underwear down as far as it could go, then one leg at a time, removed the garment.  Her giant, wrinkled ass was now bare and staring me down like a bull.  “Rick, start eating, final scene!”

And then her ass dropped, this time completely naked.  I had never done an ass eating scene before.  I didn’t really know the finesse behind it.  I didn’t know if there was a way to make it more cinematic.  But I don’t think any of that mattered.  She drove her ass hard into my face, and didn’t relent.

“Eat it, bitch,” she called out.  I stuck out my tongue and licked her asshole, trying to follow it as she mopped the bed with my face.  She frantically slammed my face with her ass, crushing it into the bed, then lifting it up, giving me a chance to kiss and lick it, only to slam it back down.  I tried pushing my little face into her asshole as deep as I could go.  It didn’t have much of a taste, but just felt warm.  I felt her hand once again reach back and grab me by the hair after a few minutes.  She shoved my face deep into her ass, so I was certain my entire head disappeared.  It was muffled, but I could hear her screaming in ecstasy as I licked and kissed her now engorged hole.  Eventually, she relented, tossing my head back into the bed.  She hovered over my face with her ass for a few more moments.

“Cut!  Great shoot guys!  Really good stuff!” came the director.

She hopped off me and talked to the director.

“How was that?” I heard her ask.

“Oh, fantastic, loved the adlib!”

“Thanks, I was really feeling it…”

They continued their conversation as they walked away, leaving me alone, naked on the bed.  I definitely had to have a chat with my agent.