Stunt Stud

Being a film stuntman is not a glamorous job, whatever you might think. I do all the dangerous stunts which the big stars are afraid or can’t get insured to do, and I get paid a hell of a lot less than them. But that’s not the worst part of the job. A lot of big stars are temperamental, and they make it hard to get anything completed on schedule. I find this is especially true of female stars. Well, I’m the unknown stunt man who has put some of the film indus¬try’s most beautiful women in their place, because I know how to bring those snooty, pampered superstars down to earth. You see, I’ve found that most of these rich, famous goddess types secretly want to be treated like a real person, not a superstar.

Take the last set I was on. I was the stunt double for a well known male star whom I’ll call Jim. The woman who played the female lead in the film let’s call her Carole was even more famous, and she was even more gorgeous in the flesh than she is on screen. She was also a pain the arse. She fucked up scenes, she couldn’t remember her lines, and it was obvious she wasn’t even trying very hard.

During a break, I walked over to the spoiled brat and boldly suggested that I could go with her to her trailer and help her memorise her lines. This big star looked at me, a lowly stuntman, as though I was a maggot. ‘Do you know who I am, arsehole?’

‘I know who you are,’ I replied. ‘On the outside you’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, but on the inside you’re a dog!’

She got up slowly and began sizing me up, walking around and checking me out from head to toe. When she spoke her voice was less contemptuous, though still kind of sarcastic. ‘So I guess you’re the guy who can teach me a thing or two, huh?’ she said with a cocky grin.

‘Yeah,’ I said confidently. That’s right. I can teach you a thing or two.’
‘All right,’ she said finally. ‘Meet me in my trailer at six o’clock sharp.’ Her cocky grin turned into a seductive smile as she gathered her things together and strutted away.

Since Carole had told me six o’clock sharp, I turned up at quarter to seven. She went ballistic. ‘Who the fuck do you think you are, leaving me waiting for 45 min¬utes?’ she demanded. I could tell she was furious, clearly being unused to anything less than superstar treatment. I thought she was going to cry, but then her look of shock turned to one of lust. She came into my arms and we began to kiss passionately. Our clothes went flying everywhere, and soon we were both naked. It was like one of those saucy big breast sex videos you see on DVD that you can get from a sex shop in Soho.

As we kissed, Carole grasped my rigid cock in her hand and began stroking it softly. I put my hands on her shoulders and lightly helped her down to her knees. She knew what I wanted. ‘But I’ve never done that before,’ she said innocently. What a fucking liar she was! I could hardly stop myself laughing out loud.

‘Just give it a little kiss,’ I said in a reassuring voice. She slowly made herself comfortable in front of me and wrapped those sexy lips around the tip of my cock. She continued to kiss it and, like most women, she became bolder and more curious by the second. In no time flat she was swallowing me enthusiastically, and she kept going until she had my entire eight inches down her throat.

I looked down at her as she sucked my cock with an increasing passion. She cra¬dled my balls in her tiny hand, rolling them round with her fingers as she moaned lust¬fully around my dick. I reached down and clutched at her hair as her tongue swirled around my girth. I didn’t bother to give her a warning, but she knew instinctively that I was about to come, and as the first rush of sperm shot from my cock she eagerly swallowed it down.

I reached down and lifted her to her feet, then placed her on the bed and pro¬ceeded to kiss and lick every inch of her body. I slowly began to finger-fuck her pink pussy as I licked and sucked at her tiny clitoris. She was loving the treatment that she was getting, and I loved giving it to her.

She trembled excitedly on the bed, and before long I had her moaning and squealing in ecstasy as I took my time, working her clitoris with my mouth and tongue and pumping her juicy, tight pussy with my fingers. Her hips began to rotate and spasm uncontrollably as an explosive orgasm rippled through her beautiful body. I didn’t stop until she had experienced the last wave of her climax.

‘Oh my god. That was unbelievable!’ she panted. ‘No one has ever made me come like that!’
‘Well, I’m not nearly done with you
yet,’ I assured her. I kissed her deeply as I moved on top of her, and she reached between us and guided my hard, aching cock to her very wet entrance. I nibbled on her ear and neck as I slid my dick into her pussy.
‘Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck me!’ she begged. I moved my mouth to her long stiff nipples and licked and sucked on them as I began fucking into her, up to my balls.
‘Mmmm, yes, I can feel you so deep inside me!’ she moaned to no one in particular. She wrapped her legs around my hips and locked her dainty feet hard against my buttocks, pulling me into her womb as far as I could go. She was soon crying out in ecstasy, and I pounded harder into her as I felt her cunt begin to convulse around my dick. ‘Oh, shit! I’m coming again!’ she wailed.

I fucked her thoroughly during her climax, and then pulled out of her and turned her around, looking down at the most perfect heart-shaped arse I had ever seen. I grabbed her tight butt cheeks and spread them wide. I slid my hard cock into her with one stroke, bringing a cry of joy from her mouth.

‘You love my cock up inside you, don’t you?’ I growled.
‘Yes, I love it,’ she whimpered.
Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need!’ I barked at her.
‘I need you to fuck me harder!’ she squealed with desire.
‘Whose pussy is this, eh?’ I asked her as I fucked her with all my might. My balls slapped against her slit.

By that time I couldn’t hold back. I ground into her with one last, hard stroke and filled her with my come.

Carole was ready to fuck me once more, but I told her that she had some work to do first memorising her lines for the scenes we were supposed to shoot the next day.

For the rest of the shoot Carole was so prepared and well-behaved that the crew were amazed. Like I say, a good stunt-man has to know how to do more than fall down.