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Exporoni Makes a Porno Movie

byExporoni©

I was in a porn movie! Actually I was in quite a few. It was totally unplanned and was supposed to be a commercial for a Dallas car dealer, Euro Motorsports. They shot one Sunday, and for privacy they covered the showroom windows with kraft paper. I believe (we got pretty wasted!) they started about 4 P.M. and shot until dawn.

It was 1979, Debbie Does Dallas was everywhere in the media and the commercial was supposed to be a parody of it. I was working as hostess in my husband's restaurant and the dealership owners were regulars, always flirting with me and trying to cop a feel. They first asked my husband if he would be okay if I was in their commercial and thinking it was all on the up and up (and possibly free publicity for our restaurant) he agreed. I thought it was exciting but I was nervous because I knew the two owners, who were brothers, were a couple whore dogs.

Four young girls, made-up to look like Debbie from the XXX movie, wearing blond wigs, cowboy hats and knock-off Dallas Cowboy cheerleader uniforms, that were way too revealing. I was in my late twenties, the oldest of the group; a petite brunette, with big brown eyes, a smattering of freckles and at 4'11 my C plus breasts and bubble butt made me look a little top heavy.

It was a busy but fun day as they shot five different commercials, all seemingly legitimate. They would film us that from one angle looked like we were performing a salacious sexual act but as the camera panned it showed it was not sex at all but something entirely innocent. It was a pretty funny concept.

The basic theme was how the dealership would do anything for their customers and it would look like the guy talking, (an older Tom Landry look-a-like, fedora and all), was getting a blow job or fucking one of the girls, while in the background, big, muscled-up jock types seemed to be getting serviced by the Debbie cheerleaders. I wondered aloud if the scenes were too raunchy for TV but the costume guy told us it was for cable public access and at that time there were no FCC regs on censorship and were a lot more lenient than regular TV.

After filming for four or more hours, about 8 or 9 P.M. they were done shooting the legit commercials and they told us they were going to shoot the European versions. The other girls were amateurs like me, so we asked what that meant, European versions.

More risqué, a little nudity, maybe some soft-core sex, was the answer.

One of the girls asked what is soft-core sex.

The guy in charge gave a vague description of soft-core, mentioning simulated sex, no insertion, or erections but nudity, then asked if we were okay with a little nudity. I was nervous and asked who would see the video and he said it was for the European market, would never be shown in the U.S.A. Yeah, right! Simulated or not, I protested that I could not do anything that my friends or family, or especially any of my husband's customers at his restaurant may see.

One of the dealership owners pulled me aside and assured me that none of the new footage would ever see the light of day, at least not that anyone close to me would see. He asked me if I enjoyed men looking at me and admiring me, I nodded, then he bluntly asked if I ever fantasized about making love in front of others. I shook my head, no, but hesitated, I knew that was a lie. He put his arms around me and pulled me close, he added how beautiful and sexy I am and I should want other people to look at me, I should want men to see how sexy I am.

Besides, there was an extra hundred bucks for shooting the European version, maybe more if the girls really got into it.

He asked if I would talk to the other girls, let them know what a great opportunity it is to be in a commercial and possibly something bigger, a full-length film. He briefly explained that the rough cuts may be shopped around for inclusion in some adult anthology loops, whatever that is. Plus, do not forget the extra money!

I guess it was my ego, maybe it was my exhibitionist streak but more than likely it was the many bottles of wine and liquor that we had consumed that seemed to make everything alright. I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for being patient with me, and agreed to do whatever they needed.

The director announced they were going to reshoot the original, legitimate commercials and he wanted them to be even raunchier and more risqué. The Debbie girls were told to remove our blouses, and expose our breasts, save for only a small thin white vest. Also, we wore the same short skirt but they made us remove our panties. The guys, including the the Tom Landry announcer were still clothed. That is until the camera started rolling.

I was in the background, leaning over the trunk of a red Lamborghini and on the first run through I could not really see what was going on with Coach Tom as he read his spiel from the cue cards; but then I heard the director yell, "Action!"

I heard him very distinctively giving direction, "That's it, slowly stroke it, now lick the head."

It was at that moment the big guy standing behind me, the one that was supposed to simulate that he was fucking me, raised my short skirt up over my bare ass. I felt him rub himself on my wet pussy lips, up an down my slit, before he found my hungry fuck hole. He pushed his thick cock inside me and in front of the video cameras, the film crew, the dealership owners as well as the service manager and maybe 10 to 15 friends, I was getting fucked by a huge Black dude, with an equally huge cock.

I raised up on my hands as he slowly took a full, deep stroke. Arching back with my breasts fully exposed, the second cameraman, the steadi-cam guy, seemed to zoom in on me, my face, my open mouth as I was truly ecstatic at how amazing this big cock felt.

After maybe three run throughs the dude continued to fuck me, still hard as a rock, not stopping as he slowly increased his rhythm. He told me I had good pussy, that my cunt was tight. I heard my own voice, almost a tremble as I warned him I was going to cum. The cameraman again circled me, making sure to get my face as well as my bare breasts and wet pussy as I was getting slammed by an enormous ebony dick.

I squirted and pissed a thick stream as my body quivered and trembled, my pussy fluids ran down the expensive sports car. I heard the cameraman curse as he tried to move out of the way of my spray, the whole time zeroing in on my pussy and the thick cock slamming into my spasming vagina.

I lie on the rear of the car as my big cock African continued to fuck me. I once more got to my elbows as cameras continued to roll. I am sure he fucked me for a steady 30-40 minutes before I finally got him to cum. Wow! A thick and massive amount. My pussy was pumped full, the camera catching it all! So much for no insertion or erection. If this was soft-core, simulated sex, sign me up!

They told me to clean-up, douche out my bruised and abused sloppy fuck hole and get ready for the next scene, where I sat in the passenger seat of a beautiful red Ferrari. In the driver seat was a hunky, crew-cut blond dude that had already pulled out his cock and was stroking it getting ready for the take. I was to reach over and grasp his dick and jack him off as I admire him before leaning in to suck it.

This time the steadi-cam got right in my face, framing only my face as I sucked his thick veiny cock, deep throating him to the encouragement of all who were watching. It was a huge rush having an audience see me do such nasty things. It made me cum sucking him. The director freaked that I could cum sucking a dick without even touching myself!

We had to do multiple takes and I still do not know how those guys could hold back their cums. When my big blond dude finally got his nut it was like a volcano lava flow, oozing into my mouth, filling it as I tried to swallow. His thick goo leaked out around my lips and ran down his thick shaft and over my tightly gripped hand. He had so much man-goo, it was all over my face, his lap, even the very expensive, hand-tooled leather seat!

They even shot a girl on girl scene but I think that was more of an after thought as it was not blocked out so much as they spread some sheets on the floor and told the Debbie girls to get naked and make-out, finger and eat each others' pussies. It was okay, all the guys liked watching, 3 or 4 even jacked-off watching. I got off a couple times and ate out two of the girls. It seemed like they shot a lot of film, close-ups of us kissing and tonguing each other. It was kind of weird, I was in a 69-position with a girl named Amy, my tongue buried deep in her ass when I opened my eyes and there was the steadi-cam guy right in my face!

That was last scene they shot, but we were all so wasted and blitzed that I am pretty sure every guy there got to fuck us at least once, if not fucked they got their dick sucked. Even the looky-loos, the service manager, owners' friends, you name it, they got to shoot a load in us or on us.

When we were collecting our pay (yes, we got paid!), I made $100 more than the other girls. When I asked why I got more, the guys cracked up, laughing, saying I got extra for going bareback (I didn't know that was a thing, I just hate rubbers), I also did anal, twice and an extra $10 for fucking the janitor! I think I blushed.

The commercials were a hit, at least in the Dallas area and ran for almost a year before they were pulled because of complaints. Some thought it was because of the simulated sex but it was rumored Neiman-Marcus had threatened to sue.

Euro Motorsports capitalized on the popularity and success and used the Debbie girls in their ads, even having in-store promotions, girls dressed like us posing for pics and taking test drives with the customers. I did it a number of times and for a few months even worked part-time as a test drive assistant.

As a test drive assistant I dressed as a Debbie girl, wig and all, wearing an even skimpier and more revealing costume than I had worn in the commercials; a small off-white vest over a blue satin bikini bra that barely covered my nipples much less my aureolas! A matching off-white pleated skirt that did not even come to my crotch, which was covered by a blue satin G-string, a tiny swatch of material, hardly an inch or so wide.

I would flirt and schmooze with potential customers. Posing for pictures and going out on test drives with some of these rich, mid-life crisis guys was often a real hoot! Flashing some skin and getting all touchy feely with the guys would often make them stutter, sweat, plus drive terribly (so I had to be careful!).

The cool thing was I worked about four hours, made $75 plus if any of my guys bought a car I got commission! I averaged $500 each time I worked, plus a lot of titty and pussy flashing, not to mention some finger diddling, hand jobs and blow jobs. It was rare that I actually fucked any of the customers, though I often did the owners and once in a while the service manager (he liked to fuck my ass).

Offering a free picture with nearly naked young, hot girls, plus a chance to test drive a $100,000+ sports car with a nearly naked young, hot girl sitting next to you attracted a lot of undesirable types. Of course, Euro Motorsports attempted to weed out any potential problems by requiring an appointment along with identification before letting any of their cars leave the lot. As far as the creeps, perverts, warped, or depraved that was pretty much all of their rich clientele, so we were on our own.

I quit when a man came in for a test drive and during the drive, as I sat turned towards him, my legs open (my G-string pulled to the side), he said he recognized me. Thinking he meant the commercial, I mentioned how fun it was making it. But he did not mean the commercial, he had seen the hard core version! He had seen me sucking and fucking in the so-called European version, the version that would never see the light of day in America! Adding to my shock was that he had seen the video at the Paris Adult Bookstore and Theater on Harry Hines Boulevard, IN DALLAS, TX, USA!

This dude seemed like a pretty decent guy, not really a perv or a stalker, he had even pulled up in a late model Porsche. Having made an appointment a few days prior, he had obviously checked out and was handed the keys to a beautiful red Ferrari 308, along with his choice of a test drive assistant, he quickly chose me.

Totally shocked that the XXX version was being shown at a local theater, I tried to act like it was no big deal, that I was often recognized and complimented for my part in hard core porn movies. Flirting with him as I asked what was his favorite scene, he seemed a bit flustered as he drove, not bothering to answer but occasionally looking down between my open legs. Finally he answered and said he liked every scene that I was in but his favorite was when I sucked off the guy with the big dick in the red Ferrari.

Pulling into the North Park Mall parking lot, he parked and turned off the car. I asked why he had stopped and half smiling, said, "Well, we are in a red Ferrari!"

Certain scenes of the commercials were shot around the Dallas area, filming certain identifiable stores or landmarks. These scenes were shot days before the all-night, shooting at the car dealership that turned into the naked orgy. They used one Debbie girl to highlight these scenes, and used a series of quick shots and cuts as she walked through a familiar area to one of Euro Motorsports high-end sports cars.

Sitting there in the North Park parking lot, right outside the Neiman-Marcus front doors, it dawned on me while he had stopped. He wanted me to walk across the parking lot to him, sitting in his red Ferrari. This scene had been edited and added to both of my Ferrari scenes, the broadcast commercial, and the hard core version.

He restarted the auto and drove to the front of the store, letting me out, I watched as he drove about half-way across the lot and parked. Looking around it suddenly hit me I was at North Park Mall on a Saturday afternoon and there were about a billion people coming in and out of the store; the parking lot was packed and I was about as naked as I could be and still have clothes on!

Made up like a cheap East side hooker, stiletto heels, too short a skirt with my coochie exposed in front and butt cheeks hanging out in back, not to mention my breasts all but exposed, only my very erect nipples covered. Oh yeah! I was also wearing the infamous Debbie wig and sunglasses. I started my walk across the parking lot, and barely off the curb a car honked, then a couple of guys yelled at me, "Yo, Debbie!"

Well, hey! I was a celebrity! I did my best runway walk, exaggerating my ass as I swung my hips, strutting, shoulders back and breasts stuck out, more honking, more yelling, lots of "Hey baby."

I made it to the car and stood smiling as one more car drove past. I smiled and waved then looking to the dude in the Ferrari, I asked if I could get in.

With a broad smile he reached across and opened the car door. It was then I saw that he had his dick out, he had been jacking off watching me cross the parking lot. Swollen and hard, I reached for him as he moaned at the touch if my hand. I softly stroked him as we talked. He quizzed me about the commercial, the sex, I asked him about the film, where he had seen it.

He told me a somewhat involved story of how he had first read there were XXX versions of the popular Euro Motorsports Debbie commercials in the News Around Dallas gossip column of the weekly Observer. Making a few calls he found a guy that worked on the project and discovered all of the takes and outtakes had been sold to a distributor in California's San Fernando Valley. They in turn were licensed to be included in at least six different films, one originally titled "Hot TV in the Late Nite," eventually ending up making the Adult Theater circuit.

Becoming a little soft from his creepy stalking story, I leaned in and took him in my mouth, sucking and stroking until he was once more erect. Now giving head in a very noticeable bright red Ferrari 308 convertible, in a very busy North Park Mall parking lot on a Saturday afternoon is probably a good way to get arrested or at the very least hauled into the Mall security office. Thinking about this with a mouthful of his dick I decided to speed things up.

Reaching under the seat, I found the release and scooted the seat back then crawling across the console, I climbed on his lap, atop his hard cock as I guided him inside my wet fuck hole. Kissing him while I rode his average size cock I was able to make him quickly ejaculate. Groaning as he tightly gripped my hips and tried to bury himself inside, I drained him, then slipping back into my seat, I once more licked and sucked him, cleaning off his nasty jizz.

Driving back to Euro he made small talk, trying to get personal info, my real name, etc. as I continued showing off for him. I found that most of my test drive guys love pulling up to a stoplight, next to some dude, and not only are they driving some incredibly expensive road machine but the hot chick sitting next to them is flashing some serious titty. I always tried to make this a fantasy come true, not only opening my vest and pulling the tiny bra to either side of my breasts but also making sure my skirt is up and my little G-string is pulled to the side of my fat and juicy pussy lips; often I would go the extra mile and play with myself and spread my lips wide, showing off my swollen clit.

This was one of those times as he seemed to catch every traffic light driving down Mockingbird Lane. I asked him if he wanted me to suck his dick while he drove but he said it would be too distracting. Instead I masturbated! Fingering my hole with two and three fingers, even digging one in my asshole as I came at least three or four times as he showed me off.

Finally making it back to the lot me gave me a $100 tip and said he hoped to see me again. Sitting with him in the parking lot, I still had questions about my big screen debut. I was shocked and worried that I was in a XXX movie being screened in my home town, I wanted to know more. I wanted to know about the film, how prominent were my scenes. Was there any kind of screen credit or indication where it was filmed? Were all of our sex scenes included? How did I look?

I wanted to know about the Paris Theater. What the audience was like? Maybe I was being vain, but for some warped reason I wanted to know if any of the guys jacked off watching me. I asked my customer if he jacked off. He nodded.

Answering my questions he made me even more curious about my cinematic premiere, I wanted to see it. I wanted to be in the audience of an adult theater while a perverted group of hard dicks watch me suck and fuck. I wanted to see if I made their cocks hard.

Shocking myself, I heard my own voice ask him if he would take me.

Stunned he asked me two or three times if I was serious. I nodded yes I was.

I asked when was the best time and he told me there were pretty good crowds on Thursday afternoons!?!? Seemed like a weird time but I asked him to meet me the next Thursday, 1:30 P.M., at the 7-Eleven at the corner of Walnut Hill and Harry Hines.

I smiled, gave him a kiss on the cheek and went inside to clean up. Once inside, after putting myself back together I wondered what the hell I had just done!

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Fast forward to Thursday afternoon, sitting in my mini-van at a 7-Eleven parking lot, no blond wig, no sexy or hoochie clothing. I was wearing a not too short, mid-thigh denim skirt and crop-top. Cute but not really hot or sexy. Even my short black hair was only brushed, not rolled or fixed, my make-up was natural, a little blush, a touch of eye shadow and mascara, I looked like any soccer mom picking up milk and bread at my local grocery store.

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