[An Experience Filming an AV] Author: Wang Qi Zhaozu

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An Experience Filming an AV

Author: Wang Qi Zhaozu
Word Count: 6020
First Published: 2011/07/15 Published on Chunman Siheyuan

My husband has always had a penchant for collecting AVs, countless of all kinds. However, he always says that
the house is missing the most classic AV—an AV starring me. Whenever he mentions this, I
always smile shyly. Sometimes, during sex, my husband would ask me if I wanted to film
my own AV. Of course, I would just agree, saying, "Sure!" I always thought it was just
a joke between my husband and me in bed.

Unexpectedly, one day, my husband came to me mysteriously and said, "Honey, come with me tonight
. We're meeting a director."

"A director?" I asked, puzzled.

"Honey, have you forgotten? You promised me you'd film an AV!" my husband said with a lewd
smile .

"Ugh, I was just kidding! I never thought I'd actually film it!" My face flushed
red . "Besides, what if he's a bad guy? It'd be terrible if it got out!"

"No way," my husband explained ,
"this director used to make Category III films in Hong Kong, and he even went to Japan to learn AV filming techniques. He promised to give us the master tape right after filming, so there won't be any problems." 　　"But..." 　　"No buts! Let's meet the director first! We can just chat casually, and if you don't like it, you can always refuse." 　　"Okay!" Seeing my husband's focused gaze, I could only agree for now. 　　That evening, we met the director at the agreed time and place. The director's name was Joe, and he was about forty years old. He looked quite clean-cut, quite different from the sleazy middle-aged man I had imagined, which made me feel more comfortable with him. 　　Joe immediately showed us some of his past works on his laptop and then began to talk at length about the project. That's when I realized that filming an AV involved so many steps. 　　First, Joe gave me a form outlining acceptable levels of sexual activity. It listed dozens of options, including "facial ," "breast play," "intercourse," "anal sex," "cumshot," "threesome," "group sex," " same-sex ," "oral sex," "SM," "outdoors," and so on. Each option had three choices: acceptable, unacceptable, or depending on the situation. All items on the form had to be checked. Joe told me that although this wasn't a commercial AV, he would still follow the Japanese commercial AV process, so I had to confirm the level of sexual activity I wanted to film. 　　Faced with this complicated mess, I didn't know what to do. Then my husband grabbed the form and filled it out for me. He finished checking off the options in no time, then showed it to me and asked me to sign it. 　　I was immediately stunned. Good heavens, my husband had selected so many items! How was we going to finish filming this? My husband, however, said, "Since we have the chance to film this, we should try everything!" Fortunately , he didn't choose the more difficult options like "SM," but the only thing that made me hesitate was his choice of the "cumshot inside" option. 　　I stared blankly at this option, and the director, clearly noticing my hesitation, explained, "Don't worry, the actors we choose are all professionals. A few days before filming, we'll take them to the hospital for medical checkups to ensure they're healthy. And from then until filming, they'll be monitored and forbidden from engaging in any sexual intercourse. We can absolutely guarantee your safety." 　　Anyway, after repeated persuasion from my husband and the director, I agreed to the filming plan. Of course, this wasn't a commercial shoot, so not only was there no payment, but we also had to pay a huge production cost, including the fees for hiring a photographer, cameraman, lighting, makeup, actors, and so on. When asked how they would manage this huge expense, my husband and the director exchanged a smile but didn't answer. 　　After our conversation that evening, we began the filming process: A little over a month before filming—the director sent me my first email, suggesting I start taking birth control pills from the beginning of my period that month, instead of waiting until after filming to take emergency contraception. (I was surprised by how thoughtful the director was; it put me at ease .) 　　Three weeks before filming—the director inquired about my medication. He also gave me a list of male actors, containing information on about twenty people—pseudonyms, ages, heights, weights, preferences, preferred sexual techniques, stamina, even penis diameter and length, along with related photos, and much more… He asked me to choose five male actors I liked, and during filming, I could choose one or more according to my preference. (Of course, I'd choose the ones I liked!) 　　A week before filming—the director confirmed my mental preparation for filming and told me to rest well and refrain from sexual activity. (Actually, I was mentally prepared, but as for not having sex , that was tough on my husband.) 　　Three days before filming—the director called me to ask about my situation, told me not to be nervous, and required me not to wear jewelry, underwear, or other tight clothing at any time from then on, to ensure . (I didn't expect that filming an AV would require such meticulous work. Everything else was fine, but not being able to wear underwear for three days was really uncomfortable for me. It was early summer, and those were weekdays... In short, those three days of "going commando" felt incredibly long.) 　　9 a.m. on the day of filming—I got up, washed up, took a shower, did some simple "no- makeup" makeup, sprayed on perfume, and got dressed (again, without underwear) before getting into my husband's car to go to the filming location. 　　After 10 a.m. that day—I arrived at the filming location, and the director took me to the makeup room, where the makeup artist and assistant were already in place. At this point, unrelated personnel needed to leave the dressing room. The makeup artist had her assistant help me remove all my clothes and carefully checked me from head to toe, which made me a little nervous. The director said it was just a check for any marks or scars. After confirming everything was in order, they started applying foundation to my entire body. At this point...

I finally understood that being an actor is difficult, but being an AV actress is even harder. Regular actors only need makeup on their face,
but AV actresses have to be "served"

from head to toe. 11:00 AM – Makeup was mostly finished. I was taken to a room where
the five male actors to be considered were located. According to the director, there would be a "3P" scene, so I was asked to choose
two first, and the rest would depend on the situation.

11:45 AM – The entire crew ate lunch, but I, already in makeup, could only eat a small amount
of fruit and pastries.

12:30 PM – Lighting, camera work, sound recording, etc., were all completed, and the director began clearing the set.
Everyone except the male and female actors and the director, including my husband, was asked to leave the set. However, my husband was
placed in a separate room with a monitor showing the footage from each camera position.
The director also explained some filming details.

1:00 AM – Filming officially began.

The first scene—I never expected it to be real sex! I initially thought it would just be some
setup , but the director told me that non-commercial films have limited budgets, and to save on studio rental costs, they had to start
with simple scenes and gradually increase the complexity, saving time on set design. I thought that made sense.

This scene immediately started with a threesome. The director instructed me to lie face down on the bed, supporting myself with my hands and feet, while
the male lead licked my vulva from behind, and the second male lead put his penis in my mouth, making me give him oral sex.

This wasn't too difficult. The male lead was indeed a professional actor, very experienced; his tongue was like
a motor, moving in and out of my vulva, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and the vibrations were
no less than a mechanical device. Within minutes, I felt incredibly wet.

Of course, I wasn't going to be outdone; oral sex has always been one of my strengths, and my husband used to always praise my oral skills.
The male lead kept getting me so aroused that I doubled my efforts in giving the second male lead oral sex, sucking, licking,
and holding it in my mouth. I could clearly feel his penis getting thicker and harder in my mouth… Before long, I felt
a thick stream of semen shoot out of his penis into my mouth, so much so that my mouth could barely hold it
all .

At that moment, I could clearly hear the director muttering a curse under his breath, but thankfully, he reacted quickly, immediately
signaling me to open my mouth. I understood, and quickly opened my mouth, the thick semen already
flowing uncontrollably… The director then hurriedly asked for a camera to come closer for a close-up of my mouth.

"Cut!" the director commanded, and the first shot was completed.

Before anyone could react, the script in the director's hand flew towards the second male lead's face.
"Is this your first time filming, you bastard?" the director yelled furiously at him. "Did I tell you to ejaculate
? Do you even want to keep your job?"

"I...I'm sorry! Director...her oral skills are just too good..." the second male lead stammered
.

"Is that an excuse?" the director continued angrily. "Get out of here and think about what you did!"

"Come on! Director, it's not his fault! It's just that I was too focused." I tried to
smooth things over. "Besides, even though there was an accident, it was still pretty successful!"

"That's true," the director said to me, his face immediately becoming incredibly kind. "I didn't expect you
to react so quickly and have such a good sense of the camera. You didn't look at the camera or at
me at all during the whole process because of this unexpected incident. It's a real shame you're not a professional AV actor."

"Ugh, Director..." I said embarrassedly.

"Alright, let's see if you can film the second set..." Before he finished speaking, the director quickly inserted two
fingers into my vagina, then rotated them halfway before pulling them out, along with a lot of my vaginal fluid.

"Ah..." I was clearly startled by this action.

"It's okay, this is just to test if the actress's vagina is fully lubricated, so we need to
do it when you're not paying attention. If you can insert them smoothly and rotate them, it means you can directly
film the next set."

I stuck my tongue out at the director.

The second shot—I still posed in the same position as before, but this time it was for real. The male lead
inserted his penis from behind. The second male lead had just been scolded by the director and was obviously not in a good state of mind,
standing behind the director, watching me and the male lead film this sex scene.

After the male lead inserted his penis into my vagina, he didn't move for a moment, waiting for the director to yell "action"
before he started thrusting, and I was required to make moaning sounds in response.

"Ah...ah...good...so good...ah...no...no more..." I used to
watch porn with my husband, and I even imitated the moaning of AV actresses. The director was clearly satisfied with my
moans ; I felt him nodding frequently as he filmed.

After about ten minutes of thrusting, the director made a gesture, and the male lead, understanding, turned me over, making me
lie on the bed, and raised my legs high to begin thrusting... I felt the male lead's thrusting speed was very even,
without any particularly fast or slow rhythm changes, making it seem somewhat bland. However, the director seemed
satisfied; I guess it was for the sake of the filming!

After a period of bland thrusting, the director finally shouted, "Cut!" The second shot ended there
.

Soon after, the third shot began—the director had the male lead lie on the bed, and I straddled
him , letting me start moving on my own.

The fourth shot—still in the same position, but the director required me to maintain this position for one minute before
changing from a kneeling to a squatting position. This presented a challenge. On one hand, this position was extremely
tiring ; on the other hand, it involved very deep penetration each time, and I would orgasm after only a few takes—
my whole body would tremble, and I wouldn't be
able reaching orgasm due to excessive penetration. Even so, this
scene, which was originally only supposed to be ten minutes long, required many takes to complete.

After finishing this scene, I was exhausted and slightly sweaty. The director then let us
rest briefly and had the makeup artist touch up my makeup. Because the previous actions had given me several orgasms, it was obvious...
After resting, my body quickly returned to a calm state. The director called this the "refractory period," and
I needed to return to my previous state of excitement to film the next scene well. Therefore, after my makeup was touched up,
the director dismissed all the staff, leaving only himself on set. He asked me
to masturbate in a relatively undisturbed environment to restore my original state.

So I quietly closed my eyes, lay on the bed, and gently stroked my breasts with both hands. At
first, I felt a little uncomfortable—although I had masturbated before, I had never done it with anyone else present, and the director didn't
seem to intend to leave, which made me somewhat embarrassed. Fortunately, I had
experience performing masturbation in front of my husband, so I could only imagine the director as my husband beside me.

As I continued to stroke, I gradually began to feel something, and one hand unconsciously started to move to my genitals… my fingers
began to slowly touch my clitoris, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

"Don't stop...keep going...groan louder..." The director's words suddenly brought me to my senses.
I instinctively opened my eyes and looked at the director, only then realizing that he had been
filming my masturbation.

It turned out that the fifth shot was a deliberate attempt by the director to have me perform masturbation without my knowledge. The thought that
my actions had been secretly recorded
made me nervous. But I quickly found that this kind of masturbation in front of the camera, combined with a touch of tension, quickly aroused me again.

At the director's request, my masturbation movements gradually intensified, and the rhythm increased. Then I felt
someone lean against me. I opened my eyes again and found that the director had somehow taken off
his pants.

Before the director could speak, I understood. I immediately straightened up and took
his penis , while my other hand continued to play with my vulva. The director, enjoying my oral sex,
filmed me. Later, I learned that this was a "first-person perspective" camera angle. This scene was originally supposed to
be filmed with the second male lead, but the director told me that the second male lead hadn't performed well earlier and was worried about another accident,
so he had to do it himself. I don't know if the director was abusing

his power. However, it seemed the director himself wasn't very good either. He hadn't been doing the scene for long
when I could clearly feel his penis getting hard. Just as I felt he was about to
ejaculate and then ejaculated all his passion onto my face…

The sixth scene—this time the director actually called in all five male actors and had them
film a group sex scene together. I lay on the bed, each hand holding a penis, my mouth filled with another man's
penis, and my vagina wasn't idle either; one of the actors had already filled my
entire vagina with his large penis. Even so, there was still one man left untouched.

So the director decided to change the position. One male actor lay on the bed, and I was on top of him,
each hand still holding a penis, and my mouth was also being "served" by a penis... At this moment, I suddenly realized something,
but before I could react, I felt a slippery penis being inserted
into . It turned out the director had the second male lead secretly apply lubricant.

Since the second male lead had just ejaculated, his
penis into my anus. In this way, every usable part of my body had been drained by the director.
This was the first time my two holes had been "invaded" by men at the same time. I could feel the two penises moving inside
each other.

I don't know how long the filming lasted, but the director finally yelled "cut," and the most difficult action was completed.

Then came the last set of sex scenes—this set of scenes wasn't tiring. I was still lying on the bed,
my raised high, my hands holding my legs, maintaining this position, while the five male actors
masturbated beside me. When a male actor felt he was about to ejaculate, the director would signal him to come to my side and
insert my vagina. After vigorous movement, a stream of hot liquid would shoot into my body.

This continued one after another. By the time the fourth man was in, I felt my vagina was already
full, almost overflowing, and I nearly leaked out involuntarily. The director then instructed
me to quickly cover my opening with my hands when the fourth man pulled out, until the fifth man inserted his penis…

After everyone had finished, my vagina was filled with the semen of these five men. As soon as I removed my hands from
my vagina , the liquid started to flow down. The cameraman quickly brought the camera close to my vagina and took some close-up shots.
Then the director had me cover my vaginal opening again—squat down, then let go, and all the liquid poured out…

The entire sex scene took more than four hours to film, and I was almost completely exhausted. After getting dressed and
setting , we filmed some prelude scenes, similar to the introduction of an actress in an adult film, conversations about
sexual experiences between actors, and some caressing, undressing, and using props...

After filming was complete, the director called a wrap, and everyone busied themselves dismantling equipment and setting up the set. I
sat in a corner to rest.

Just then, my husband finally rushed in. "How was it?" he asked eagerly.

"I could manage..." I replied sheepishly.

"Looks like we can film a few more..." my husband muttered to himself.

"How can that be? Do you really think I'm an adult film actress?"

"But, the cost for this one hasn't been calculated yet... It's several hundred thousand!" my husband seemed hesitant as he
spoke.

"No... really?" I asked nervously.

"So, are you going to film it or not?" my husband asked.

"I'm your wife, you can do whatever you want with me! Even if I really became an AV actress, would you still want me?"

"Of course, I'd let the whole world see your sex scenes."

"Ugh..."

"Wife, I love you, I'll love you no matter what you do."

"Me too..."

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