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Milla on Set: Afterlife

By Brian Flynn

From an Idea by DirtyDale

There was a chill running through the set. Milla Jovovich – who was in Toronto filming Resident Evil: Afterlife – remembered how hot it was filming the last Resident Evil movie, which was down in Mexico. Such a contrast to the situation now, she thought as she shrugged a heavy coat over her costume.

It was a good costume, black top and matching leggings with thigh-high boots. Sexy, Milla thought. And, for some reason, her gaze wandered to one corner of the set, which was indoors, the mockups all housed in a large warehouse. In this corner of the set was Darlene. Lovely Darlene, who had luminous red hair and a singular voice, at the same time child-like and full of experience. Lovely Darlene and her lovely dog, Scraps.

Scraps was a big dog, a Doberman. Milla met the two of them for the first time down in Mexico, on the set of the last Resident Evil movie. Darlene was the dog wrangler and therefore had many other dogs with her, other than Scraps. But Scraps was the one who stood out. He was the special one.

And now Milla found her gaze caressing the dog’s body, as if with one outstretched hand. He was a beautiful dog and Milla was instantly transported back in time, to a conversation she had with Darlene one hot day about midway through filming the last Resident Evil movie.

“God, it’s hot,” Milla had said.

“Yeah,” Darlene had said. “But you get used to it.”

“Oh, yeah? What do you do to cope?”

“I take off all my clothes and rub my body with an ice cube.”

Milla laughed.

“I can picture that,” she said.

“I’ll bet you can,” Darlene said.

“What do you do when it’s cold?”

“Oh, that’s easy. I just share my bed with Scraps.”

Milla laughed again and Darlene joined in, though nervously. About halfway through the natural life of the laugh, Milla stopped laughing, catching something in the way that Darlene was nervously laughing.

“You serious?” Milla asked.

Darlene was silent for a moment. Finally she nodded.

“Oh my God,” Milla said, both hands covering her mouth. “Holy shit. Really?! I mean, really?!”

Darlene nodded again.

“It’s not hurting anyone, right?” she said. “He enjoys it.”

“God, that’s…” Milla began. “That’s very interesting. Kind of exciting, actually. I’ve never done anything like that.”

“Oh, you should,” Darlene said. “In fact, if you want, I’m sure Scraps would enjoy you. I mean, if you want…”

“Oh, I don’t know…” Milla said. “Sounds a little out there, you know? I’ve done all kinds of other things, I guess. What’s one more, right? But I don’t know.”

“Okay,” Darlene said. “That’s okay. But when you’re ready.”

And, soon enough, the filming was over. Several years had passed and now here they were again, filming a new Resident Evil movie. And Milla couldn’t get her mind off Scraps and Darlene.

There was a break in filming and Milla cautiously approached the lovely woman and her dog. The two women exchanged a smile and Milla got down on her knees and put a hand on the dog. She pet him lovingly.

“Hey, Scraps,” she said. “Hey, boy.”

Darlene got down on one knee beside Milla and also put a hand on the dog. The two women’s hands brushed the dog’s fur and intertwined together, their fingers rubbing up against each other.

The two women’s gazes locked over the dog and held there. Milla didn’t have to say anything, Darlene could read her eyes. She knew that Milla was ready, that she wanted to try something different, something that Darlene could provide.

A sexy little smile played around Milla’s lips and Darlene returned it ten-fold. Suddenly, Milla couldn’t meet the other woman’s gaze any longer and she looked away, embarrassed.

Darlene reached out and took Milla’s face in her hand, forcing the other woman to look up at her. Their gaze met once again.

“It’s okay,” Darlene said. “You’re open to new experiences. That’s good.”

She looked around the set, momentarily breaking eye contact with Milla. It wasn’t broken long and soon she had regained it.

“Do you have time?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Milla said. “They won’t be ready for a while now.”

“Then let’s find somewhere private.”

MIlla nodded.
A few minutes later, they were in a backroom, away from the hustle and bustle of the filmmaking process. It was a grimy, old, unused room containing only boxes and dust. It was lit by a single, dim light bulb hanging from the ceiling just slightly off-center.

Darlene was standing at one end of the room while Milla was leaning against a stack of boxes on the other side of the room. Scraps sat dutifully between them.

Darlene was looking great, alluring and sexy. She was wearing a button-up white shirt that hung loose over a pair of tight blue jeans. Slowly, she started to unbutton the shirt from the bottom, one button at a time. As she did, she spoke.

“Now,” she said, “he’ll naturally come to me, to my smell. So…”

She reached the top of the shirt and parted it, revealing her breasts. She wore no bra and her heavy breasts gently shook with her movement.

“You’ll have to smell like me,” she finished.

Milla smiled.

“Gladly,” she said.

As Darlene unbuttoned her jeans, Milla started to do the same. Both women pushed down their pants at the same time. Milla had to take off her boots to do so but she liked them too much so, once she had put aside her pants and her underwear, she put the boots back on. She was a vision, wearing the black top and boots but naked otherwise.

Darlene looked on as Milla approached her, licking her lips as the actress got closer. Between them, Scraps seemed to be watching intently, his nose sniffing the air.

Milla reached Darlene and the two women’s bodies intertwined, arms wrapping around each other. They kissed, hard and passionately, their lips locking, tongues teasing.

Milla cupped Darlene’s ass and squeezed. She pressed her chest against Darlene’s, loving the feel of the woman’s breasts against the fabric of her top.

Darlene didn’t have to tell her what to do, she instinctively knew. They locked their legs together, like scissors and Milla could feel the heat and dampness of Darlene’s crotch against the soft flesh of her thigh. At the same time, she could feel Darlene’s thigh pressing into her sex.

The two of them slowly descended to the floor, their legs intertwining even more, their pussies touching as their asses hit the floor.

They were already rubbing against each other as they reached the floor, their juices mixing together with their passion. They were still kissing and Milla grasped hold of Darlene’s heavy breasts, giving them a good feel.

Scraps hesitantly approached them, nose first, sniffing the air for their scent. It was intoxicating to him and he wanted more. As the two women moved together, he licked them, Darlene first, then Milla.

Milla’s eyes were closed in ecstasy, her head swept back after a kiss. The two women’s hips banged against each other rapidly, the friction between them palpable.

Scraps was excited. He could smell the women’s scents, their passion. His dick was fully extended between his legs, hard and ready.

Sensing this, Darlene gently started to encourage Milla into position. The actress got flat on her belly, legs spread, her pussy and ass exposed to the dog, both her own and Darlene’s juices coating her sex.

Scraps got right in there, lapping at the woman.

Milla was electrified, her whole body tingling with excitement. Scraps licked up her pussy and in her ass.

“Yeah,” Darlene said. “Good boy.”

She put a hand on the dog, encouraging him to go farther. The dog licked up Milla’s back as he mounted her. He positioned his dick between Milla’s legs.

He wasn’t a human being so he didn’t understand little things like foreplay. Once he was in position, he instantly began to fuck her, his hips pounding away into her, his dick deep inside her.

Milla arched her back, her hands clenching and unclenching. It was a totally unique feeling. Not as good as the best fucks that she had ever had but very, very good. Milla had never felt anything quite like it.

Darlene nestled a hand between her legs and began to pleasure herself. The room was hot and both women were drenched in sweat by this point, large beads of it trailing down their foreheads and backs and between their breasts.

With her free hands, Darlene reached out and stuck two of her fingers into Milla’s mouth. Instantly, Milla began to suck on Darlene’s fingers like a cock, her tongue swirling around the digits.

As Scraps fucked Milla, Darlene stuck two more fingers into Milla’s mouth. She smiled and, for good measure, stuck her thumb in as well. Her whole hand now inside the other woman’s mouth, Darlene pushed her luck, turned her wrist this way and that. Milla was a trooper and opened her mouth as wide as possible, her gag reflex kicking in, her eyes filled with tears.

She was loving every minute of it.

Once she had had her fun with her hand in Milla’s mouth, Darlene pulled it out and slowly scooted in front of the other woman. She opened her legs wide in front of Milla’s face.

The actress licked her lips, knowing what was coming. Darlene pushed her hips forward, her pussy lips now mere centimeters from Milla’s face.

Milla tried to strain forward but she also didn’t want to distract the dog. Therefore she couldn’t quite reach Darlene’s sex.

Darlene laughed, her face all smile. She was delighting in teasing and torturing the actress. Milla played along, snapping at Darlene’s pussy and laughing.

Darlene finally gave in and pushed her hips forward, allowing contact between the two very different pairs of lips. Milla opened her mouth and slowly locked it over Darlene’s sex.

Darlene closed her eyes. This was something that Milla did better than just about anyone else on the planet. And she was in full force, tongue working overtime, lips audibly smacking together.

Darlene grasped hold of Milla’s head, which was buried deep in her crotch. Even so, Darlene wasn’t satisfied and she pushed Milla’s head even deeper.

Scraps was getting itchy, getting close. Darlene sensed this and let go of Milla’s head with one hand, reached out and touched the dog.

She made a strange gesture in his fur, a kind of gentle scratching motion. It was a code between trainer and dog, one that wasn’t on the official list that the studios got when they required her services. This gesture told Scraps what to do next.

Suddenly, the dog pulled out of Milla’s pussy and moved up a little higher. He pressed forward again, this time entering Milla’s asshole.

The actress gasped, her eyes popping open. Her mouth and nose were buried deep in Darlene’s vibrantly red pubic hair and she had to stifle an urge to sneeze all of a sudden.

The dog was thrusting in and out of her. Milla stopped eating Darlene out long enough to look over her shoulder at the dog.

He really was a magnificent creature, muscled and toned. If she were a dog, Milla thought she would definitely be his bitch.

Milla turned her head and started eating out Darlene once again. All three of them were getting close, Milla could feel it. She grasped hold of Darlene’s ass cheeks and dug in with her fingertips as her mouth brought the woman to heights of pleasure that she had never felt before.

Darlene was the first one to cum. She shook, swept her head back and closed her eyes, mouth wide open. She moaned as the orgasm rocked her body. It was as if all the synapses in her body fired at the same time. The pleasure was overwhelming and she collapsed onto her back, not unconscious but not far from it, either.

Scraps and Milla came at the same time.

The dog bucked, pulling out of Milla as he came, dog cum spunking out all over her ass cheeks. This was obviously something that Darlene had taught him to do, since his natural instinct would have been to cum inside her.

Milla came just as the dog did. She had been into anal for ages and was now accustomed to having an orgasm just from anal stimulation.

She squirmed around onto her back as Scraps curled into a ball between her legs, tuckered out from the pleasure. Milla put a hand on the dog, comforting him as he drifted off into sleep.

She wanted to stay here, wanted to stay with this lovely woman and her lovely dog, but she couldn’t. They would need her on set soon.

But this wouldn’t be the last time. She would spend more time with these two wonderful creatures. Hopefully sooner rather than later.
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