Tom is a natural with Max

"One of the hottest scenes I've ever shot," declared Gina. "You two are nasty. And I mean that in the best way possible."

"We played it up for the camera," said Max, giving Tom an elbow in the side. Tom laughed and playfully pushed her back. Gina liked the way they looked with the sheen of exertion on their naked bodies and the flush in their faces. She saw the opportunity for some hot behind-the-scenes footage.

"Let's get the camera going again," she said quietly to her cameraman. He nodded and switched the camera back on, moving in closer for a profile shot of the nude lovers as they sat together on the examination table. Max pulled her feet up onto the edge of the table, knees folded, which covered her pert breasts from the camera's view, but revealed the slick, delicate folds of her freshly-fucked pussy. Tom leaned back on his hands, his legs hanging off the table and his cock flaccid against his leg. Gina could not help but notice the way he looked at Max, almost like a puppy dog that had just been adopted. She nudged the cameraman and moved closer to them.

"So, I was thinking we could do a post-shoot interview," said Gina. "It was a hot scene. You don't mind."

"No," answered Tom. His eyes glanced warily to the camera as if remembering it was there, but he smiled and reiterated, "No, I don't mind."

"That was a steamy scene," said Gina. "What was it like working with Max?"

"Well, look at her," said Tom, grinning at his partner. He put his arm around her shoulders. "She's gorgeous and... that body... it's so tight."

"I ride my bicycle a lot," said Max. It was a common excuse for why she had the body of an Olympic gymnast and the moves of a dancer. What was she going to tell them? "I'm an escaped genetically-engineered super soldier?"

"It's not just the body though," said Tom as he continued to take in Max's flawless golden skin, perky breasts, big brown eyes, and soft-lipped smile. "She moves like a... like a cat. I mean, you saw it on the camera. It was supernatural."

Max felt a pang of fear at his comment. She did not want him dwelling on the idea that she had super-human sexual abilities. She decided to change the subject.

"Oh, you're the freak of nature," she said. She leaned into him, pressing against his side as she playfully poked the flaccid tip of his penis with her finger. "I have never seen a man stay so hard after cumming. And the amount..."

"It was a lot?" Gina chuckled.

"Yeah, hyperspermia is maybe an understatement." Her finger teased beneath the head of his cock to his balls. She lifted them lightly with her fingers. She giggled and asked, "How much do you have in there, Tom?"

"Careful or you'll find out," said Tom.

He was already forgetting the camera like he had during the scene. He gazed into Max's big eyes and he saw visions of all the things he wanted to do with her and to her. And all the things he wanted her to do to him. His cock began to stiffen against her fingers. She held his gaze for a moment as she slowly wrapped her hand around his cock and gave him a light, playful squeeze. A few drops of his post-orgasmic fluid oozed onto her palm.

Max's lips parting for a moment before she spoke. "Maybe I want to find out."

Tom could not resist. He curled his hand around to her silky black hair and pulled her in for a kiss. There was no Gina, no cameraman or camera, just Max and her soft, warm lips parting against his kiss. His tongue slipped into her mouth and found an eager dance partner. Their tongue swirled together, not out in the open for the camera's benefit, but in the secret, steamy space of their shared kiss. Max moaned against his mouth, her back arching slightly and her grasp tightening on his cock.

"You're hard again," she murmured against his lips.

"I am," he agreed, kissing her slender neck and her toned shoulder. She moaned softly, forgetting where she was for a moment. He looked up at her and found her eyes heavy with real lust.

She glanced at the camera and back at him. She wanted Tom and she didn't care whether or not Gina managed to catch it on camera. She released his cock and took his hand, sliding suddenly off the examining table.

"Let's go somewhere else," she said. "One of the other sets."

Tom could only nod as she led him past Gina and the cameraman and out into the hall. He watched Max's firm, round ass as she moved. Her long legs were pure muscle, but her feminity did not suffer because of it. She pulled him along behind her, casting a glance over her shoulder to wink at him. She saw Gina following, but she did not care. All that mattered was the moment, that hidden, steamy kiss that had connected them like a circuit. She needed more of him and Tom craved more of her.

They passed the doors of other sets. There was the little girl's bedroom with the pink wallpaper and the bed covered with stuffed animals. Max had shots scenes there with Gina and it was her least favorite spot, acting like a little girl for older men. She passed the cheap jail cell set with its flimsy cop uniforms discarded on tables and its nightstick still sheathed with a condom on one end from the last shoot. She stopped outside the door to the tiled bathroom. There was a toilet and a sink, but the centerpiece of the rooom was a glassed-in shower which allowed Gina or net cam streamers to film shower scenes. It was one of the few places where she could truly forget where she was and what she was doing in a scene.

"Let's get cleaned up in here," said Max, turning gracefully on the balls of her feet. Each step she took seemed as if she might launch into a grand jeté.

"Clean," agreed Tom, following behind her, his cock as stiff as a teenager's during the slow dance at homecoming. It bounced with each step he took. Gina and the cameraman followed behind Max and Tom, but neither of them cared they were being watched.

Their bodies collided as they stepped into the tiled shower. Tom pressed Max's back against the wall, cradling her face in both hands as he kissed her. Max reached out, fumbling, and turned on the shower to hot water. The pipes shuddered for a moment and then the water gushed across them, cold enough at first to make them both cry out. The heating flow washed away the sweat from their earlier scene. Tom's cock pressed upwards, squeezed between their bodies and against Max's flat abdomen. She cradled his cock against her toned tummy, stroking him as they kissed passionately in the hot stream of the shower. She lifted a leg and rested her thigh against his hip. Tom stroked beneath that raised leg and cradled the firmness of her ass with one hand.

"I think I'm falling in love with your cock," she gasped against his lips and squeezed his swollen dick.

"I think I'm falling for all of you," grunted Tom, thrusting his hips and fucking through her fingers. He broke the kiss and sucked at her supple neck, her shoulder, and slid a hand up to fondle her glistening breasts. He lightly pinched her nipple. She hissed and he pinched harder, eliciting a sharp gasp and a rough squeeze of his cock.

Max, already on one foot, rose onto only her tiptoes, her back against the wall, but her hips easily twitchin to line Tom's hardness up with her tender slit. She looked into his eyes as she lowered herself onto him. He groaned as the hot, tight, slippery sleeve of her pussy engulfed him and squeezed him as deftly as her hand. He thrust into her, his muscles chiseled like stone as he held her body up against the wall. He thrust deep and she let him lift her up completely. He held her by her ass with both hands and Max laced her arms around his muscular neck. She wrapped both legs around him and rode his cock, sliding in and out, feeling the bulge of his tip the ridge of his glans as her pussy clutched at his hardness.

"Ohhhh, fuck me, Tom," she gasped. She kissed him verishly, tongue sloppy with his as he lifted her up and down as hard and fast as he could. Her orgasm gripped her and she fell back, clinging to his neck with her head bouncing and the stream of water pattering against her perky tits. Her pussy gripped him with each spasm of pleasure and she rode him hard, bucking and twisting in his grasp until it was clear she was climbing him more than he was holding her up. Far from satiating her lust, her orgasm only seemed to make her more feverish.

"You're so fucking hot," he groaned as his balls tightened.

"From behind," she said, slipping off him. "As hard as you can. Fuck me so hard, Tom. I need it."

It was true. She did need it. His huge dick was magnificent and she needed him to fuck her until her legs gave out. She slipped off his hard cock and turned around against the shower glass. She saw the light from the camera as her cheek and tits flattened against the glass. She didn't care. She looked back at Tom over her shoulder as he took hold of her shapely hips and guided his cock to her aching cunt.

"Hard, Tom," she gasped. "Fuck me harrrd."

Tom grabbed a handful of Max's wet hair and pinned her face against the shower as he slammed his cock deep into her pussy. They groaned in unison, each experiencing the moment of pleasure of that first stroke in their anatomically unique way. For Max, it felt like a cock as big and hard as a pile-driver slamming into her pussy, and it was exactly what she needed. For Tom, it was the molten heat of her cunt, yielding softly to his hardness and then gripping him as his balls pressed against he clit and his hips slammed her round ass.

He fought to keep his surging pleasure under control. He focused on the mechanics of fucking her, of really fucking her, pounding the length of his cock in and out of her glistening pussy. Each thrust barely made her toned ass jiggle. Her golden cheeks pattered with the stream of the shower and water splashed down her crack and to her slightly raw asshole. He dropped a thumb into her crack and rubbed at her little pucker. He felt the movement of his cock inside her, the **** of his thrusts shivering through her tense body.

"I... I'm going to cum," she gasped, as if surprised she was already on the brink again. "Fuck me as... as hard as you can."

Tom growled and pounded his cock into her. The impact of his pelvis against her ass slapped loudly in the shower. Her pussy tightened around him and he pushed through her tensing muscles, ramming his cock home again and again. He was on the brink, so close it almost hurt, and yet somehow he held back. Max arched against the shower glass and thrust herself back onto his cock. She took him down to his balls and her pussy grabbed him tight.

"YESSSS!" She cried and her orgasm hit her with the **** of car door opening in front of her while delivering a package. Her thighs quaked and her pussy clenched against Tom's might manhood. She rode back hard onto him and did not stop until the last spasm of pleasure receded through her body. She needed it. She need more!

She slipped off of him and dropped to a crouch. Without warning, Max took him into her mouth. She took him into her mouth and then her throat, looking up with lust-crazed eyes as she bobbed on his cock. She pulled off after only a few strokes and she climbed him like a wild cat. Tom lost his balance and fell hard on his ass in the shower. He thumped his head on the wall, dazed for a moment by the impact as Max climbed atop him. She had a wild look he had not seen in her.

"Fuck meeeee," she whined and grabbed his cock. She impaled herself as she climbed atop him. She clutched him between her vise-like thighs. Tom recovered from the shock of being bowled over and he grabbed her ass with both hands. If she wanted to be fucked, he was going to prove he still could. He pounded up and and into her pussy as she rode down hard onto his thrusting cock. Her perky tits jiggled slightly with each ride up and down. She bit her lower lip as her pleasure rose once more.

"Oh, fuck, Max," groaned Tom. "You're going to make me cum."

"Not yet," she panted. "Almost there... almost..."

"AHHH!!" Tom had held on as long as humanly possible. He nearly lifted off the ground beneath Max as he slammed into her. His thrusts were powerful, **** even, as he teetered near the brink of exhaustion. His pleasure surged and his cock throbbed inside Max's slippery cunt. She wailed as she felt him jerk inside her. Hot cum spurted deep into her pussy. It coated his cockshaft as she rode up and down him again and again, it slurped lewdly and the overflow of foamy white was washed away by the shower beating atop them. The last of his cum squeezed into her pussy. She felt him going slack beneath her, his energy spent.

"You can't stop," she whined. "Please, Tom, I have to cum."

He growled and rolled with her, pushing her onto her back. He was atop her in an instant, his cock slamming back into her creamy pussy. He pounded hard into her, kissing her and silencing her cries of pleasure with a kiss. She moved beneath him, twisting her hips in a manner that few women would even attempt, fucking him back with equal ****. Tom's hyperspermia helped again as he powered through the agony of his refractory period. His cock's hardness barely flagged at all.

"Mmmmmmm!" Max cried against his lips, wrapping him tight in her legs and pulling him so deep that the could feel his first load of cum spilling over her asshole in an overflowing trickle. He was past the point of exhaustion and yet did not relent. He gasped into their shared kiss and fucked Max over the edge. She raked her sharp nails down his muscular back and squeezed him with the powerful spasms of her orgasm. Her pussy rippled around him in a way Tom had never experienced before, like she had two soft hands inside her body and they were trying to squeeze his cock as hard as possible. It was an intense, strange pleasure, but as her orgasm subsided, he could go no further.

"Ahhhh... I can't," he said, panting for breath. He rolled onto his back, his cock crimson and erect, the smeares of cum washing away in the shower.

Max's fever of lust had broken, but she was not willing to give up just yet.

"Leave it to me," she said. Tom's head fell back on the tile as Max climbed atop him. She straddled him in a reverse-cowgirl position, teasing her creamy cunt against his tip. She twisted her hips, grasped his cock in one hand, and looked back at him. "Are you ready?"

"For what?" Tom asked.

She twitched her hips and pressed the tender divot of her ass to the head of his cock.

"Oh, fuck," groaned Tom, remembering the way her ass had gripped him before. She bit her lip and her hot little asshole stretched around his crismon tip. Her ass swallowed his huge cock inch-by-inch until she was sitting against his balls and he was enjoying the hot clutch of her ring against his root. Max began to ride. As she bounced her firm ass up and down his cock, driving him wild with the hot slide of her ass, she reached her fingers between her legs and fucked herself. She rubbed her clit with her thumb as she rode her ass up and down on Tom, faster and faster, feeling his big cock swell inside her.

"Don't cum," she warned. "Warn me."

"O-okay," said Tom. He watched helplessly as Max rode up and down him, her thighs flexing and her ass thumping wetly against him each time her little hole swallowed up all of his cock. He felt her fingers moving inside her pussy. He could feel her pleasure in the spasms of her asshole around his cock. His balls tightened with each slide of her glorious golden ass up and down his cock. He knew he was going to cum quickly. "Alright! Okay, I can't hold back!"

She was off of him in a moment. His cock leaving her stretched hole with a slurp and thumping against his toned abs. She turned around and caught it in her hand. Max looked him in the eyes as she took his cock fresh from her ass and into her mouth. In an instant he was buried down to the balls in her mouth. Her tongue massage his tight sack and her throat engulfed fully half the length of his cock. She only winced a little as his cock twitched in her throat and Tom, with a shocked groan, began to cum. For several seconds, Max deftly drained his cock straight down her throat, gulping out his hyperspermic megaload into her sucking mouth and swallowing it all.

Her tongue massaged him as he began to go soft and she lifted her mouth from his cock with a soft gasp. Tom could not help but laugh. Max climbed atop him and kissed him passionately. He was heedless of the salty taste of his own cum. He held her in his arms. Though utterly exhausted, he was still thrilled to feel her beautiful body against him.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered to her.

"You're not so bad yourself," said Max and kissed him again.

"Cut." Gina did not sound particularly pleased. "That was great. It might cover the cost of all that damn water you used."

Tom and Max ignored her as they continued to kiss beneath the drumming flow of the water.