Stay and watch the shoot

“I guess we have time to watch,” I say, and take up position with Tiffany near one of the cameras.

The director puts the actors in place, and as he calls out, “Action!” the scene starts with the two young men standing side by side, facing Hannah. They look as if they are in trouble, and Hannah looks stern.

“Boys, I have told you too many times that you must put aside your rivalry when you are in my classroom,” she says. “Dildo, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“It wasn’t my fault, Professor Clitorus!” responds the blonde-haired actor. “It was Palmer!”

The dark-haired actor interjects. “That’s not true, Professor! I was trying to do the assignment — transforming flannel pajamas into a negligee — it was Dildo here who changed the spell in my book so I said the wrong words!”

“Regardless of who is responsible, it was your petty rivalry that resulted in the release of a Level 14 succubus in a classroom of teenagers! Do you have any idea what would have happened if I had not stepped in and allowed the creature to possess me?”

Palmer looks down, mortified, but Dildo’s face betrays a mischievous smirk.

“You boys are responsible, and you will be the ones to correct the damage!”

“Correct the damage?” asks Palmer. “How do we do that?”

“As powerful of a witch as I am,” says Hannah, “I can only suppress a Level 14 creature for a short time. It must be cast out and trapped in the Chastity Belt of Chakara, but we cannot do so while it is at full strength. We must act when it is too exhausted to put up a defense, and that’s why it will take the two of you to wear it out.”

Hannah waves a hand, and the young men’s robe fly off. The effect is so well executed that I only see the wires after the fact.

Hannah removes her robe, letting it fall to the ground, and addresses her students. “Let’s see how well you remember your lessons. Palmer, you shall perform the Stimulatus Vulvacitis spell, while I assist Dildo with the Rod of Erectus ritual.”

Hannah reclines on the bed and spreads her legs for Palmer, who obediently kneels and lowers his mouth to her shaved pussy, muttering some arcane spells as he runs his tongue over her slit.

“Don’t forget proper enunciation,” commands Hannah, as she pats the mattress beside her, prompting the blonde actor to kneel by her face. Pointing a wand at his penis, Hannah intones, “Erectus Maximus!” before taking the growing member in her hand and guiding it into her mouth. “Just remember to be prepared to immediately ‘slither in’,” she says, during a pause in the sucking.

Inwardly, I groan at the dialogue. Admittedly, plot and script in these movies tends to be a bit weak.

Suddenly Palmer jumps back in surprise, saying, “What the fuck?” and Hannah lets out a startled scream. I look and see a bizarre cloud of green steam shoot up from between Hannah’s legs.

The director yells, “Cut! What happened? The succubus isn’t supposed to come out until the second cum shot!”

One of the technicians rushes to the bed, looking at something. He pulls out a small rubber tube that was hidden by the bed covers. “Sorry about that! Looks like the trigger got gummed up — probably with lube from that last shot. We’ll get it cleaned and working again.”

The director tells the actors to take a five minute break, and I look at my watch and tell Tiffany we really need to go. She waves to Hannah, who comes over to say goodbye to her friend and to give me a big hug. I try not to dwell on the fact that she is completely naked as she does so, but the effect is immediate.

Hannah notices it, too, and pats my bulge. With a wink, she says, “Erectus Maximus!” and gives my crotch a little squeeze.

I awkwardly and somewhat painfully walk Tiffany back out to the hallway.

“That was so exciting!” she says.

“I certainly was,” I agree, trying to discreetly tugs at the front of my jeans.

“Well, you really are sweet to help me, Jeremey... Especially now that I know what a big man you are around here.”

Her quick glance down at my little problem makes me wonder how I should take that remark.

“I think I can find my way from here. I’d hate to impose on you further,” she says, sweetly.