Making of a B-movie: O...Oh...Ofelia!

Television media like DVD, even porn, was supposed to be close to extinction with the rise of the steam. This was also the idea of Tessa in the age of electronic media, but today, she was about to be proven wrong.  In a rather ironic twist of fate, some people just preferred to have something in hands. And how to deny that a piece of porn was yours when it was found on your personal tablet or other portable device if it was seated on your hard drive or readable in your course of visited sites? So for a lot of different reasons, DVD and even print media were not out of the race yet. So a number of girls had been cast, and Tessa had scored a job for the promising B-movie O...Oh...Ofelia! .

As far as the setting went, Tessa would play the secretary that would be ambushed by a sensual Cuban spy on a night shift. Accordingly, she was dressed like a stereotype secretary. With a bun instead of her usually flowing hair, a short black skirt, a skin colored pantyhose, a white blouse, a revealing black bra and panty to go for a wilder look once undressed, and finally, a pair of lack high heels with a band around the ankles.

Her scene partner  was bound to arrive soon, and Tessa was a little bit nervous while she was standing in the prepared setting, a part of the AFW facility with an anteroom and a restroom for some variety. She had already posed for some magazines, also in suggestive poses, but this was quite different...

Ofélia was quite surprised when she learned that AFW studios wanted her to play the lead in a saucy B movie they were directing. Not because she didn't have the talent. Anyone that met her or saw her matches knew she knew how to work a crowd. She just never even considered the possibility of working her magic in front of the silver screen.

Still, She was never going to get a chance to hand around sexy ladies and show herself off to her adoring fans, even if the plot was a little cheesy. She liked to ham it up so she didn't mind.

Once they had her fitted into a rather tight black cat suit, she just needed to get acquainted with her fellow scene partners. First up was where Ofélia made her grand entrance, trying to get past a secretary before she made her way to the rest of the building and...

oh, who cared!

Ofélia strolled onto the set. All her curves were showing in the suit and her surprisingly ample cleavage was on full display. While she was waiting for the scene, she carried around a glass of brandy in one hand, just to sip, and a fragrant cigar to puff on between takes. Life was good and as she strolled onto the set, she got a look at her partner. A rather striking blonde done up in a sultry secretary costume.

Ofélia sashayed her way up and set her drink down on the desk and looked the girl over. "Oh my." She said, fannign herself. "Are you the lucky dear that gets to chew some scenery with me?" Ofélia said, her coy words having a sultry undertone to them as she looked over Tessa. "Pleased to meet ya, suga." Ofélia said, extending a hand. "Name's Ofélia, darlin." She winked. "But I'm sure ya know that already."

Tessa had not to wait long for the star of the movie, the irresistible Ofelia, but still she was constantly rearranging her outfit because she was pretty excited for various reasons. As always the girl looked pretty stunning and was now even more dressed to look amazing in her cat suit. But how did Tessa knowhow she usually looked?
For once, she had always been favorable of kawaii after having arisen, so to say, from the ranks of the kawaii and still followed the scene. And also, she had very fond memories of the match Ofelia vs. Julia Mako, an absolute classic match of the bed wrestling scene in her eyes.

“Hello, Miss Castro. My name is Tessa, Tessa Price.”
She answered politely with a little smile in an attempt to stay calm and professional while shaking the hand of the Cuban, but that was not so easy.
“We will have indeed a scene together. I am pretty excited and nervous to be honest, but things will run pretty smooth I guess.”

Ofélia raised an eyebrow at Tessa's formality. She then laughed and gave the girl's hand a dainty shake. "Oh, darlin..." She purred and leaned in, to whisper into Tessa's ear. "There's only a certain type of girl who calls me Miss." She said and leaned back, winking at the blonde. Ofélia'll do just fine, suga."

She dipped her cigar in her brandy and took one more puff before handing both off to the nearby PA. It wouldn't do very well for a super spy, or whatever she was, to prance around with a lit cigar.

"So..." Ofélia said and tugged on her catsuit. "I've gotta say, dear, I'm used to wearing much more... comfortable clothes." She said with a smile. Her finger slipped along her bust , running along its caramel curve. "I s'ppose the effect's the same." She said with a knowing shrug. "But they've sure got you all dolled out, darlin. I like the bun. You look ready to really got to town on all that paperwork." Ofélia giggled again. "Though, maybe you'd do better work on the desk than behind it with that get up, suga." The Brazilian said with a chuckle as she ogled the blonde.

Luckily for her, Ofelia had come close to whisper in her ear so that she could not see the surprised impression on the face of Tessa. She also came to realize the exotic smell of Ofelia, a really rare mixture of herbs and a little alcohol.
*Huh? What kind of girls would call her Miss?*
Although Tessa had done many matches with considerable parts of being nude and sexing or getting sexed up, she honestly had no idea what this could mean. In private, the Blonde was rather reclusive and a sports fanatic, with a very limited knowledge of smutty stuff in general.

“Hihi. As you like, Ofelia.”
A little smile flashed over her face before it was replaced by the light red hue of embarrassment on her cheeks. Was Ofelia hitting on her or just trying to break the ice? It sure looked like the first one of the ideas was the hit.
“I think it is supposed to come off in the scene at some point. Probably on the desk as you suggest. I mean...it is your scene after all.”

Ofélia's eyes lit up as Tessa spoke. She licked her lips and leaned to ogle Tessa a bit more. "Mmm, suga, who says we need to wait for the scene, suga?" She turned and gave a wink to the crew. "If they can't get it up to start filming something like that, I don't know that the "story' will make any difference."

Without a thought, Ofélia walked away from Tessa and out of the fake secretary room. She snickered behind the balsa wood wall and then took a deep breath. She then strolled forward, swaying her hips to and fro as she sauntered towards Tessa. She then came up behind her and squeezed the girl's shoulders, pushing her into the seat and keeping her there.

Ofélia then leaned on her tip toes and pressed her chest into Tessa's back and her lips into Tessa's neck. "Mmm... don't move, darlin... I'm dangerous... Tell me where you keep the "secret" files or I might have to get... rough." Ofélia rolled her eyes inwardly. Like the secretary knew where secret files were kept! Who wrote this!?

The camera's had done their duty though, that's for sure. Ofélia knew right where the red light was.

Things seemed to get very interesting here for Tessa, the Cuban was hitting on her! It was pretty obvious why Ofelia was such a looker and could charm the skin of a snake with her demeanor now. But this line of thinking was unprofessional for the movie, so the blonde tried to get back to business again with a serious face.

Luckily for the quality of the film, Tessa was then taken by surprise when Ofelia returned and immediately started the action by pressing her into the seat.
“Uff!”
She huffed when she felt the breasts of Ofelia on her back. Her arms and legs struggled a bit at first in honest surprise, then halfheartedly tried to heave her body out of the chair, to no avail of course.
“I...I don´t know what you are talking about! But I´ll scream if you don´t let me go!”

Ofélia was quick. She grabbed Tessa's shoulders and took a step back. When she had the girl at arm's length, she spun the chair so that Tessa would be facing her. The lusty Brazilian's green eyes fixed on the faux secretary like a hungry predator.

"Lucky for me, the ways I have to make ya talk and keep ya from screaming are one in the same, suga." Ofélia's finger ran down her cleavage as she spoke. She then lunged at Tessa and mashed their breasts together as the kawaii cutie hotly pressed their lips together for a sensual kiss.

“Whow!”
Tessa was spun around by the kawaii on her chair. The Blonde put her feet down to fight loosing the feeling of being dizzy, even from the short ride, opening her legs wide for that goal. Of course, this enabled Ofelia to invade her very private place and press her back into the chair, breast to breast.

“How do you...mmhh!”
The surprised gasp was real, and her surprise yelp too. While her hands were instinctively trying to slightly push away her attacker before she was caught in the sensual kiss and her fingers started to grip at the shoulders of the Cuban instead of attempting to push her away.

Ofélia felt the slight resistance before Tessa seemed to succumb to her sensial, probing kiss. She pushed her wet tongue into the blonde's mouth and pressed their bodies together, moaning into the kiss, humming against Tessa's lips. After a long, deep, sensual kiss, the lusty Brazilian pulled back and looked at Tessa.

"Tell me where I can find the documents, darlin, or I might... have to take drastic measures." She said, as her hand slipped down and cupped one of Tessa's breasts. Ofélia continued to look into Tessa's eyes with a sensual smirk on her lips as she gave the breast a squeeze, daring her to try and push her away.