0 comments/ 38190 views/ 1 favorites A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 1 By: Barbara Arnold made good use of his time in the back seat with Olivia. He was bemused by her when she stripped off her dress for him as soon as we left city limits. She loved being next to him, naked and available for him to tantalise her erect nipples and play with her smooth pussy lips as he saw fit. Olivia was hopelessly infatuated by his educated sophistication and Arnold proved that he had a way with the kind of complements about her body that she loved to hear. Michelle and Dárcy had trained this poor girl to believe that she was quite worthless to anybody else but them. She had low self esteem and I realised now that by giving her a chance to bed Arnold last night, after Monica and I had already had our way with him, we had merely reinforced that training. She was used to being at the end of life's queues to share the spoils of the finer rewards of endeavour. She had won that silly Bikini contest but believed that Dárcy and Michelle deserved all the credit. I hoped to make her believe in herself and bring out the best in her as we all went on from here. Arnold had himself a willing sex slave for now and he appeared to be enjoying every minute of his time with Olivia in the back seat. Monica drove much faster in order to ignore her jealousies. She had to concentrate more on the road ahead that way. I removed my own dress to show her that I still preferred her attention in spite of last night's encounter with Arnold. She had to get over that jealousy of hers if our new partnership was to last. I was impressed with Arnold's dedication to our interests when we got closer to our home turf, however. He flicked out his cell phone and made arrangements to see the big warehouse that we decided to inspect as soon as possible in our quest for new premises. It sounded so perfect. The elderly landlord eagerly seized on the opportunity to tenant his building so soon after the last tenant had abandoned the building once the lease had ran out. He assured Arnold that he would be willing to negotiate a special low rent for the first three months and didn't ask too many awkward questions when he agreed to let us make alterations to the upstairs portion of the building. We decided that if it was big enough to accommodate a flat for us girls to live in, then all our transport worries could be solved right away. I mentioned to Monica that it was so near to the beach it would be a perfect place for the three of us to stay together. Arnold's next call was to the bank and he explained that he wanted a loan to cover the cheque he wrote out to Greg. He told them that we had an exciting opportunity to set up a major film company similar to his biggest client, 'Blue Angel Films' and guaranteed that he would make the new venture succeed. He told them that by the end of the week we would be fully set up and the bank could secure their loan on over a Hundred thousand dollars worth of chattels and equipment that we had already bought. I heard him guarantee the loan, until the bank sent in their valuer to assess our gear, by using his own assets as collateral. "Great! I'll see you tomorrow then." Arnold was beaming with satisfaction as he concluded his call on our behalf. "Monica!" He tapped her on the shoulder. "Do you want to sell your share in our shop in town?" Monica considered all the implications of spreading her time too thinly with the added burden of her responsibilities in the shop in the city. Her face lit up as she realised what Arnold had in mind. "Do you think we can sell our shares?" She inquired. "Why not, baby! We're on a roll now. Lets do it!" Arnold was excited as he rang both of their other partners and persuaded them that he and Monica were prepared to give them a once in a lifetime opportunity to buy the two of them out. He was very persuasive and after a short time both he and Monica had extracted themselves from any future involvement with the shop premises. A price had been agreed and it would be finalised the next day. I was totally impressed with his capabilities and grateful that we had this dynamic individual working for us to stitch the whole deal together. We arrived at what was to be our new studio and Arnold walked around with the owner. Monica and I sat in the car with Olivia and decided to leave the whole thing to Arnold. All of us were convinced that he would obtain the best possible deal to secure the huge building for our new studio premises. We watched Arnold waving his hands in the air and point to the dilapidated state of the paintwork and the broken windows in the upper floor. The we watched as they shook hands and realised that he had come to a suitable arrangement for us to lease the premises and start up our new business enterprise. Within the space of an hour's worth of haggling he had convinced the elderly owner that we would ultimately be the most productive and financially rewarding tenants that he was likely to find for his building. Arnold left the owner and walked back to the car to consult with us. He had obtained a six month rent holiday to do up the premises in return for a ten year lease with an optional right of purchase or a further ten years at the end of his new lease term, by agreement, if we didn't like the price or were unable to afford it by then. "What do you think, ladies?" Arnold searched our eyes for approval to settle on the deal. It was absolutely perfect for our needs, with no residential housing nearby and other businesses in the area confined largely to storage types of businesses that operated during normal business hours. As Arnold planned to do most of our filming at night there would be no outside noises to detract from the sound quality of the movies that we were proposing to make. In addition the building was large enough for us to develop an apartment for all of us ladies to live in. "Go for it!" Monica was delighted. "I like it." "It looks perfect to me." I agreed, turning to Olivia. "I'll do all the painting!" Olivia was eagerly nodding her head as she gave her approval to be part of the proposal. "I'll tell him that we'll go ahead then?" Arnold asked, to be certain of our agreement that this building would be our new business premises for the next ten years. "Yes!!" It was decided that we would all pitch in and all of us answered in unison. "Lets do it then." Arnold straightened up to his full height. He went back to the landlord with renewed enthusiasm to clinch the agreement he had already made, with our blessings. When it became obvious that the deal had been done and Arnold now had the keys the landlord left, waving cheerfully to us as we sat in the car. He was happy to leave us in charge of his building. We all held a planning meeting inside the deserted warehouse to get our new business underway. We all ended up with some work to do and the trucks would have to be redirected to our new premises to unload all our new gear. Arnold also used his cell phone to arrange for the phones to be re-connected and to change the power supply into our new company name. He was delighted with the fortunate way that all his plans had fallen into place so perfectly. He said it was a good sign that our new business enterprise would succeed beyond our wildest dreams and make all of us more financially independent for the future. Arnold was appointed to be company spokesperson and Monica agreed to handle most of the lesser business affairs. Olivia and I were left in charge of hiring labour to paint and redecorate the building and restore the studio equipment back to it's former working place within our new premises once it arrived. We all worked hard to achieve this for the rest of the week. We hired capable builders and as soon as they had closed in the studio/bedroom/bathroom and hanging the door, they went off to another part of the complex. I think they enjoyed their work but both Olivia and I realised that things slowed down too much when we were working above them and they could catch glimpses of our smooth unadorned bodies beneath our skirts. As much as we both enjoyed their attention we found things to do away from their prying eyes in the downstairs part of the complex until they had finished upstairs. The room was completed at last so Olivia and I decided to paint the un-mirrored walls in a pleasant hue of pink latex. We had the paint and equipment brought in and opened the cans. "We're going to get paint all over our dresses." She observed. "I'm game if you are?" Without further ado I slipped off my dress and put it on the bed. "We'll do it in the nude, then!" Olivia gave me a cheeky grin. "What if they walk in on us?" Her eyes twinkled. "They definitely won't be offended. I'm sure of that." I was quick to assure her. "That guy Paul couldn't keep his eyes off us before. It'll be something for him to tell his grandchildren about, won't it sweetheart?" I challenged. Those five horny young builders would have come to a screeching halt if we had done this any earlier. Two naked young females painting the bare walls, with pink spots of paint all over their bodies would have made their own jobs impossible. Personally, I wouldn't have minded them watching us but I knew that Arnold was paying them by the hour. I grabbed an old sheet and laid it on the carpet while Olivia removed both her dress and bra and placed them on the bed. Although Olivia tried to emulate my own audacity, the thought of having our builders unexpectedly walk in on us made her shiver in nervous trepidation. I noticed that she picked an inconspicuous spot behind the closed door to begin her painting task. After a while the paint fumes began to bother us so I decided to open the door while we worked. We could hear the builders moving around and talking as they worked downstairs and it made both of us more keenly aware of the more imminent possibility of being caught. It became highly stimulating for both of us to work this way, further increasing the sexual tension in both our bodies. As time went on, I noticed that Olivia seemed to be more energized by the prospect of being seen. She relaxed more noticeably when she stretched to reach the top of the walls. Her nipples grew noticeably when they brushed against the wall as she would giggle and show off the tips of her breasts, with pink paint covering the end of her nipples. She was smiling a lot and I realised that she was having a lot of fun. I had an amusing idea. We painted tiny bikinis on each other to give the illusion of decency knowing they would wash off in water once we had finished our paint re-decoration. At a distance it would appear that our bodies were both adequately covered and Olivia became much more confident when she was working nearer to the door. Eventually we went back to work. I was almost disappointed when we finished off the room and still by then nobody had come to check on our progress. I knew that all the builders would be here for three weeks or so yet so we knew that we would probably get caught sooner or later. Monica and Arnold helped us when they weren't busy finalising their former business association with Pete and David. Their two former partners had always worked well together well in the past and were keen to increase their income from the shop by increasing their shareholding in the way Arnold had proposed. Pete still had a project lined up for me as a nude model and Monica had assured him that both Olivia and I would always be available for casual work at any time by arrangement. Arnold told us that with the money from the sale of both their shares in the old business, he and Monica now had more money to play with and offered to share in the building costs of our proposed accommodation so that he had a place to stay at our new premises when we worked late. As a result we were able to fast track my original idea to convert an area of the upstairs floor area as an apartment for the three of us to share. Monica smiled serenely and I knew that they had already discussed this as a possibility. She readily accepted this change in plans. By Friday morning our business was ready to commence operation and with certain subtle changes to the decor, part of the upstairs area was converted to a palatial bedroom with the mirrored walls hiding the filming equipment out of view to any occupants. We had a trial run, with Olivia and I indulging ourselves in some hot lesbian scenes on the king-sized bed in the re-created bedroom, while Arnold tested out his new photographic equipment. It proved so successful, in that if we both hadn't known we were being filmed, that we would never have guessed that our erotic antics we were being recorded on film by both Arnold and Monica, inside the room next door. Olivia and I watched all the steaming rushes together and celebrated, after the screening, by having a joyous session of hot sex with both Monica and Arnold. Monica seemed to delight in the idea of group sex with all her partners and easily convinced Arnold to co-operate. Now that the builders had left for the day there was no reason to worry. There was only the four of us left inside the complex by now. The sight of Olivia and I writhing in ecstasy, as we had played with a double dildo on the bed earlier on, spurred Arnold on to take turns in satisfying all three of us ladies with unreserved abandon. During the course of the previous few days we had been forced to concentrate on our work commitments to the exclusion of any primal sexual urges that we may have felt for one and other. It was a fortunate association for all four of us. ---------------------------------- Arnold was now gathering the full benefits of our new relationship by taking full advantage of Monica's liberated generosity in allowing him to become part of our previous threesome. It seemed that she now accepted that it was better to share all our love with Arnold than to be consumed by petty sexual jealousy. Arnold still had the comfort of his home life with his wife but now, there was a new dimension to his sex life that most men would kill for. Although we were different in many ways, we all respected Arnold's business expertise and were prepared to share his love, probably for different reasons, on an individual or collective basis. For my part, I realised that I owed both Arnold and Monica a large debt of gratitude for the expediting of my earlier plans to make a secure new life for myself, far away from the town that held some of my worst memories. Arnold was older, wiser and more sensitive to my needs than most other men in my life had been. I loved his company and looked forward to his gentle touch whenever we happened to make love together. He was attractive, yet undemanding and I felt safe in his arms. Monica would always hold a special place in my heart that could never be eclipsed by any other lover, male or female. Our love had deep, emotional roots and to my mind, this would never change. She and I had grown together and blossomed in somewhat different but meaningful ways, none the less. We were both better and far more well adjusted people for knowing one and other. Our mutual trust in one and other was implicit. I just wanted to secure our new partnership with Arnold in the best way possible. Sex, as a fun group leisure activity, gave us the opportunity to cement our sense of community. Olivia's dreams were coming true and her self confidence was at an all time high. No longer did she have to cringe at the thought of being made to satisfy Dárcy's every passing whim or be bullied by her former lover, Michelle, into participating in some of their far more degrading sexual perversions. These days, when she exhibited her body to others it was because she enjoyed her freedom of choice in much the same way as I always did. The strangest part about it was that she now modelled herself on my own exhibitionist tendencies and, if anything, was even bolder than she was before. She too, had benefited from our exciting new association. We were allowing her to pay her share in the new business by paying it off to the company once she started earning money with the rest of us. Arnold was her hero. He was probably the first man that had showered her with genuine complements and she seemed really happy to be associated with him. She would willingly do anything that would make him happy and readily accepted his advice. She had grown in self confidence so much since that first day that she met him and yearned for Arnold's approval in everything that she did. She adored him equally, with Monica and I. Lastly, Monica still carried a torch for Arnold in her own way, although I sensed that she would never admit to this. She realised that the only way she could have any sort of acceptable permanent relationship with him was to continue to share him in same the way that we all were at the moment. The partnership was even more beneficial to her, now that she had accepted that he would never leave his wife to be with her in the way that she formerly required him to be. I could almost guarantee that she would continue this new relationship, recognising that we all needed his masculine attention in different ways. Since that night in the motel room, she was into dressing far more seductively and never wore her underwear anymore. I had helped her to lose many of her former inhibitions about nudity among others. The real test would be the next time we all had a chance to relax at the beach with our other young friends. She was well on the way to enjoying the same freedoms that they enjoyed with me. -------------------------------- We lay on the bed after our group encounter as one big happy family and discussed my arrangements with Jim for later on that night. I intended to have my wicked way with him while the other three filmed the whole episode. Arnold planned for me to seduce him into coming over to the studio later on that evening. My main purpose was to try to convince him to try a new career in acting so that he could afford to give up his day job. Arnold joked about it being the ultimate irony that our equipment was being used in such a similar way to the way Greg had freely utilised my services a few weeks ago. "You will be telling him, I hope?" He looked at me seriously. "When the time is right, I guess." I was thinking now. I wondered how I was going to tell him without offending his delicate sense of pride. "How much do male porn stars get paid, anyway? "Adult actors and actresses." Arnold corrected, interrupting my thoughts. "It sounds better that way." I had no idea about the scale of fees for the male participants. That raised another good point as I looked to Monica and Arnold for the answer. "For that matter, how much would we be paid?" I added. "It sort of depends on a number of variables. From what I could see in Greg's financial records, he was paying Dárcy about three hundred dollars per session and Michelle only got about two hundred or so." Arnold thought about it and reassured me. " I suppose it depends on how much money we can get for the film at the end of the day." He looked perplexed. "Tell him Three hundred for now and perhaps we can look at it again if he's not happy with that. "Don't be too generous while we're just starting out, but we don't want to discourage him. He's got a pretty decent body and I'm hoping to use him quite a bit if he can rise to the occasion, so to speak." Arnold then paused to gauge my reaction. "What do you guys think?" "Don't forget we've got expenses to think about. Let Arnold and I have a look at the market and see what we can afford to pay. We've been too busy to think about it, so far." Monica looked at me. "Just tell him that it'll have to be a lot better than what he gets at his supermarket job and he'll have a lot more fun. You'll see to that!" Monica's voice betrayed a slightly regretful note at the thought of watching Jim having his way with me. She forced a smile. "Just play it by ear, darling." A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 1 "Yeah baby, you'll know what to say." Arnold agreed. "Just Keep him on side with us. We don't want any drama on our first project." We dismissed any thought about the consequences and planned for me to start off at about 1am tomorrow morning. Arnold had to make sure he was ready to roll when the moment arrived. I was more than ready for my hot date with Jim at his sports club function and keenly anticipated the fun we would have when we left to come back to my new lair. I straightened the bed and tidied up the room with Olivia's help while Arnold and Monica showered and got dressed. "Wait until you see Jim tonight." I paused as I thought of sharing Jim with Olivia. "He's just yummy!" I licked my lips. "I'll have to be quiet." Olivia started to giggle. I don't suppose you'll need any help, will you?" "Not tonight sweetheart!" I said firmly. "Maybe next time." I detected a look of regret as Olivia took a last look at the room before joining me in the shower when Arnold and Monica had finished. As we got dressed, Monica suggested that we leave the new studio and have Jim pick me up from our apartment. "We still haven't told the other girls that we might be moving out soon. We'll have dinner with them and let them know while you and Jim go out to the dance. Olivia and I can tell them what's been happening with us this week if you like? Monica made sense. I had all but forgotten that we hadn't seen them and it would give them more than enough notice to find someone else for our room. It had been so hectic in the last few days that we had been unable to meet up with them and discuss our plans to move. "It should take much longer until we're able to shift in." I agreed with Monica. "We'd better get going then." To Be Continued: A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 2 * * * * * Author's Note The regular readers may remember the "EPILOGUE" section of 'Abduction Ch.3', where Katrina brought Jim back to the studio for some eagerly awaited sexual gratification after the dance. In chapter two, we take up the story again from that point where Jim and Katrina are about to make love on the king sized bed in front of the mirrored wall that conceals the camera equipment and Katrina's new partners as they await to film the encounter. He is totally unaware that their private moments are about to become a little more public than he was expecting. He is about to become an unwitting but willing movie star, with any luck. A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 2 AUTHOR'S NOTE: Some readers may remember that the next few paragraphs appear in 'Abduction Ch. 3' I incorporated them in the interests of continuity for some other readers. * * * * * Jim followed me up the stairs. He couldn't help but see right up the short skirt of my dress as I deliberately flaunted my naked buttocks just in front of his eyes until we reached the top. By then he was struggling with a massive erection as we walked into the room and closed the door. A king-sized double bed, next to the full length mirrored wall which made the room even brighter, completed the well appointed and luxuriously furnished room. Next to it was a toilet and open shower room with mirrored walls all around. I quickly dropped my dress and turned toward Jim and unbuckled his belt, sliding his trousers down his legs. "Jeez! It's really bright in here." Jim wasn't complaining exactly, but the room was certainly very well lit. "Oh! You know these commercial buildings. Not even a light switch in here. darling. They all switch on from downstairs." I deftly removed his shirt, rubbing my naked breasts against him and exciting him even more. "Do you want to turn them all off? We won't be able to see much though." I smiled at him. "Does it worry you?" "Hell no!" Jim kicked his underwear off from around his ankles and led me to the bed. "It's quite kinky with that mirror next to the bed, isn't it?" He grinned as I nodded with a smile. He took in the rest of the surroundings in awed silence, noting the complete absence of windows in the room. He spoke excitedly. "As long as you don't mind, it's quite alright with me?" I glanced at the clock on the wall. 1am exactly. Right on time! I smiled and replied calmly. "No, I'm quite used to it darling. I spent the night here two nights ago. It doesn't bother me at all!" I gave him my sexiest come hither smile. "Have you ever tried anal sex? I've always wondered what it feels like. There's a tube of something on the nightstand. It's supposed to make it more fun for both of us I believe." I reached over the bed and handed it to him. " I suppose you know what to do with it." I spread my legs and raised my bottom, facing toward the mirror and winking at Arnold. "Be gentle with me, sweetheart. Remember, it's my first time." I knew the camera's would be rolling by now. "Don't worry about any noises you might hear, darling. This old building creaks quite a lot at night." "Oh! Don't worry sweetheart. You've got to know that I've been looking forward to this night for the last week. Just to think. We wouldn't have this much privacy at my place." He muttered. Absorbed in his work, Jim opened the jar of lubricant and inserted his index finger, scooping out a generous quantity of oily, perfumed product. He sniffed and smiled. "It smells good enough to eat, Katrina." He looked at me, licking his dry lips. "Don't worry darling, we'll get to that part shortly." Hoping the sound quality was coming through. "Very shortly!" A little bit louder. "Well. Pucker up then." Jim waved his finger in the air. I smiled and turned toward the mirror, licking my lips as Jim's index finger slid easily into my bottom and he tenderly lubricated me. He was kneeling between my legs, forcing them further apart with his knees. He was certainly in the mood and I could see his straining erection in the mirrored wall beside us. This was premium footage. "Have you ever tried it with the lady on top of you?" smiling wickedly into the mirror. "We've got all night to try out some new experiences. I hope you're up to it after all that dancing." "Never been known to let a lady down yet." He bragged. As he answered my question as he pressed the head of his engorged penis against my waiting rosebud and slowly eased it past my slippery sphincter muscles and on into the depths of my bowels. As he was pushing I remembered what Arnold had taught me and played to the camera, expressing delight and lustful joy at receiving my young lovers erotic gift this way. "That's it! Oooh! It feels great. Bury that beautiful penis deep inside me, Now!" I panted for breath as I felt his permanently shaved testicles come to rest against my hot vagina. His throbbing penis was comfortably buried to the hilt. The experience was so much different to the way Dárcy had almost split me in two as he took me for the first time at my former prison. I realised that it was only the fear of another encounter with Vladimir that had made me ignore the pain as he had thrust much more deeply inside me to achieve the same position. Jim's smaller but more eager organ left me able to express my joy and satisfaction as I found myself able to breathe a lot more easily than the last time I had been penetrated this way. I was almost on the verge of an orgasm already. "Wow! This is amazing. Does it feel good to you, darling?" I asked anxiously. "Do you like it this way?" The look on his face revealed a mixture of delight and a sense of accomplishment as he looked at my image in the mirror. "You're so tight in there. Are you sure I'm not hurting you too much?" He seemed surprised at my willingness for him to fill up my back passage with his manhood. "Just tell me if I'm hurting you in any way." He confirmed apologetically as he withdrew slightly. "No darling. I used to wonder what you would be like, this way. It feels pretty good to me. Just do it slowly and push it right in again. It feels so hot!" I played to the mirror again and wriggled with delight. "In every way." I added with a contented purr. I behaved as though it was the first time I had had ever enjoyed anal sex. This time, I sensed the unique feeling of primal togetherness as he stroked my well lubricated anal muscles with his vital young penis. I squealed with delight and orgasmed when his balls touched my hot pussy and moved my clit ring against the bed as the head of his love tool came to rest each time he pushed it as far inside me as it would go. Our voices became one, once Jim became more frenzied with his movements as we both energised the lovemaking ritual with equal eagerness, articulating our pleasure. I forgot about the three people on the other side of the mirror and concentrated on the erotic pleasure at hand. "Yes! Yes!" I moaned wantonly as Jim built up, moving ever faster toward his climax, with the knowledge that the pleasure that was written all over Jim's handsome face was building toward the fast approaching and welcome ejaculation of his hot seed. I imagined the results of our union on film and fleetingly worried that it might all be over too quickly from Arnolds point of view. It was too late. I felt Jim tense up as he rammed into me one last, final time and his hot juices spurted into my lower intestines. The warmth appeared to travel throughout my lower body as my colon tasted the raw energy of his sperm. Jim collapsed on top of me and began to apologise almost immediately because of his weight. "Sorry darling, I've forgotten how delicate you are." He made to get up off me. "No, my love!" I reassured him. "Let's just rest for a moment." I stopped him before he could withdraw his spent manhood. "I love this feeling too much." I couldn't explain the way I was actually feeling but I felt so close to him that I wanted this moment to last as long as it possibly could and the warmth of his penis to stay inside me. The pleasure that I was experiencing was so different to my last anal penetration by that unfeeling brute, Dárcy. On those occasions I could hardly wait to extract his gigantic cock from my tortured anal muscles and clearly remembered hoping with all my heart that he would be incapable of an encore. The difference with Jim was that I would do whatever it took to nurse his organ back into life. This time I could give an eleven out of ten performance in my favourite female superior position so that I could control the action and make those delicious feelings last that much longer. Jim kept as much of his weight off me as possible while he rested and nibbled at the back of my neck like some male lions do when they have similar pleasure with a young lioness. He was whispering endearments and kissing me like a horny love struck teenager. I listened for a howl of protest from Monica as she watched the two of us recover from our recent exertion and I imagined the sight of our entwined bodies resting like this to be distinctly uncomfortable for her to witness. The last thing I needed at the moment would be for Jim to hear voices from next door. I had to broach the subject of my new career path and my hopes for his to change quite a bit too, very subtly and with great care. I debated the best way to confess my subterfuge and make him a regular player in the movies that we planned to produce. The dire thought of having to replace Jim with a brute like Dárcy encouraged me to make a move. Reluctantly, I suggested we have a shower so that I could pleasure him orally and nurse his organ back to life for a repeat performance as soon as he was able. "There's a shower and toilet just over there." I hinted. "Jeez! It's a wonder you don't move in here." Jim was looking around the room, impressed by what he saw. "See if you can, my pretty one. I could sneak in after dark and join you from time to time, every night if you like?" He was serious. I smiled and looked into the mirror again, winking. "Do you really think you could handle it?" I countered with a cheeky grin. "I haven't finished with you yet, Katrina. What was that you were saying about us having the rest of the night together? Jim flexed his muscles as he stood right in front of the mirror. "It's quite useful having so many mirrors around here." He mused as I joined him. " But it does make the whole room so darned bright. It's even brighter that the place that I work out for the club's bodybuilding championships." I knew that Jim was keen on entering those competitions. His sister, Annie had told me that he had won several competitions in the past. I adopted a few poses with him and as I looked in the mirror the sight of two well formed bodies in the peak of condition gave me an idea. "Do women compete in these contests too?" "Yes, not so many of them though. They wear the tiniest bikini costumes and some of them look really sexy with their little tops and G string panties on." He looked at me in admiration. "You should try it some time." I grabbed him and led him into the shower. "Come on, darling. Let's see if we can do something about your love muscles then?" My excitement was building. "Let's try it with me on top next time." We played around under the streaming water together. He and I washed each other before I fell to my knees and took him in my mouth. He responded well to stimulation and by the time I dried him off he was almost as hard as before. His eyes glazed as I led him back to the main room. The bed was ruffled and untidy but I positioned him in the ideal spot to achieve the best results for the camera. With a quick dab of lubrication for me, I mounted him, facing toward the mirror. Jim laid back so I shifted my body over his face to give him some last minute attention with my tongue. I was keen to keep him in fully erect condition for the next part of our demonstration to the camera and ensure that the camera crew could capture every detail of his rigid member as it re-entered my tight bottom. The purple head of his cock was glistening with both saliva and natural lubricant as I attempted to deep-throat his pride and joy. I was in my element by the time I re-positioned myself to take in every delicious inch of his straining member. My nipples were hard and sore with the sexual anticipation I was sensing in every fibre of my body. Unlike my past experiences with Dárcy, I knew that neither the girth nor the length of Jim's circumcised organ would pose any discomfort. After all, I had managed to achieve the same thing with Dárcy's much larger organ. Although raw fear had encouraged me at that particular time, the joy of pleasing my new lover helped my eager lips to climb down the full length of Jim's manhood on this occasion. I marvelled at the sense of pride I felt as we tasted one and other this way. Jim was now reciprocating greedily, behind me, and pushing his hot tongue around inside my vagina, at the same time as he was stimulating my almost bursting clit with his own lips. I nearly choked as the first wave of orgasmic pleasure swept through my body and I convulsed with short sharp jerks and I quickly withdrew my mouth. I feared that any further stimulation would make Jim erupt before he could penetrate my anal cavity again. I was panting with desire as I swiftly crouched above his pulsating organ and positioned the engorged head for entry. When I looked into the mirror it was hard not to be impressed with what the camera was recording. I could see Jim's hands encircling my waist, preparing to support my body weight and assist me as I engulfed his eager manhood with my shiny rectum. My entire genitalia was glistening and wet with my juices and there was no doubt about my willingness to be impaled by his organ. My gem decorated vagina was wide open and the smooth inner lips were parted to reveal a small vacant pink aperture, beyond those quivering lips. I lowered myself slowly at first as the penis parted my rosebud and eased it's way past my tight sphincter muscles. Jim's cock began to disappear from sight. I prolonged the delight as I engulfed Jim's manhood and made an audible sigh of contentment. Jims back arched with pleasure as the heat inside my rectum comforted his large sensitive penis. I found myself fascinated by the erotic sight of doing it so slowly and provocatively in front of the mirror so that I could see the effect it was having on my vacant vagina. For some reason this had eluded me when I had done the same thing with Dárcy. I had been so keen to get it over with that I had averted my eyes to relieve the expected pain when he had squashed the life out of my intestines. It was strangely exciting to know that my lovers and business partners were witnessing my enjoyment of Jim's penetration this way. I gave them a wide triumphant smile before coming to rest with Jim's pulsating love tool buried deep inside my ass. It added an extra dimension to the sensation to know that I would probably be pleasing so many people, both now and in the future, with my sexual gymnastics with Jim. He was moaning with delight and rubbing my nipples with the tips of his fingers. Suddenly, without warning, I was jerked back to the reality of what I was doing by the hollow sound of a tin object clattering and rattling on the floor behind the mirror. "What the hell was that!" Jim hissed. Jim had heard it too and he was shaken into action, dropping his hands to my waist and gripping my hips with startling speed. "Is someone coming?" He whispered urgently, tense now. I racked my brains for a soothing reply, knowing exactly what the sound had been but wanting Jim to ignore the interruption before he lifted me off his body. Someone had knocked a film can and the noise had reverberated on the uncarpeted floor. It couldn't have happened at a worse time. "Don't worry! Probably mice or rats." I smiled again. "They probably knocked into one of the empty paint tin lids that are lying around. We haven't cleaned them all up yet." I scanned his face. This explanation seemed to satisfy Jim and his hands relaxed again. The place still had lingering paint fumes downstairs so my hurried excuse had a certain ring of authenticity about it. Fortunately, he was still erect and I lifted my hips slightly and fell back again a few times to bring him back to the task at hand. He was soon throbbing with desire again. We carried on as if we hadn't been startled and rudely interrupted beforehand. It was a narrow escape and I mused about how I was going to tell him the truth about the cause of the noise without making him angry. What would he think of me? How can I tell him? God!--- What will he say about it? It made me realise that what I was doing with him was not that hugely different to what Greg and the others had done to me. I chickened out from my bold earlier plan to broach the subject later that night and resolved to leave it till the next time we were truly alone with each other. Perhaps tomorrow?---Maybe! I was becoming attached to him, not just as a sex partner but on a slightly more emotional basis by now. I was horrified at the thought of losing his friendship along with all his other associates and his family. I planned to leave him in the shower while I made some excuse to get something from another part of the building and contact the others to ask their advice. That's the best plan, I decided. Confused by my thoughts, I speeded up my movements and was all too soon rewarded by another rush of warmth in my bowels as Jim erupted inside me. Part of me wanted to stay on top of him and savour the warmth of his love but, regretfully, I decided to get him in the shower again and make an excuse to leave him there for a few minutes. I needed to contact my friends to take advice from Arnold. Every time I thought about his possible reaction to the news that I was using him this way, I just trembled at the thought of losing him forever as a sex partner. Why couldn't I have just explained that noise for what it was? Get it over with and convince him to at least try the lucrative new career that I had planned for him. I knew that Olivia would be eager as anybody to perform with Jim. Maybe, even Monica would enjoy his attention once she was aware of the tenderness that I had just experienced. They must have seen the pleasure written all over my face while we were entwined in our sexual pleasures a few moments ago. "Are you tired yet, my darling?" Turning toward him. Let's clean ourselves up under the shower and perhaps we can rest awhile." "Whatever you say, Katrina." Jim smiled at me. "How long have we got before we have to get out of here?" "Plenty of time for another few experiments as long as you're up to it." I confirmed. "Don't forget it's Saturday morning and I don't expect us to be disturbed for quite a while yet." We walked into the shower room arm in arm and I turned on the water. When Jim was under the shower I made my move. "Just keep the shower going for me, darling. I just want to check on the time on the clock downstairs. Won't be a minute!" With Jim soaping himself up I knew that it was now or never. "Won't be long!" I ran out side, closing the door, and dashed next door. "What should I do?" Breathing hard with a panicked look on my face. "What can I tell him?" I searched their startled faces. Arnold was changing the film reel and they were all looking at me. "I just can't tell him about all this yet." We had a quick, whispered discussion and watched Jim showering in the next room in case he came out to look for me. The others sympathised with the awkward position that I was placed in and offered their advice. We decided to turn on the radio next door and carry on filming to give me a chance to discuss my plan with him. "See if you can get him to go to sleep after the next session and we'll leave you to it. The radio will drown any noise that we make for now. We can voice over later." Arnold grinned. "He's too good to lose---as an actor, I mean. Tell him that we're having the morning off tomorrow-- I mean today." He looked at his watch. "Look, we'll leave while you're having a shower next time. Ring us when he's gone home. Just play it by ear, baby." He paused. "You'll have to tell him before we can do this again. You do realise that?" Arnold was firm about this and I was beginning to panic. They were all determined that I should not put it off any longer. Arnold was giving me the rest of the night alone with Jim to explain the entire situation or let him go. I realised that Arnold was right. A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 2 "Thanks guys." I took a last look before I left them. Jim was drying himself and looking into the main room. "I'd better get back." "Keep up the good work, baby." Arnold waved. I walked slowly into the studio/bedroom and closed the heavily padded door behind me, snipping the lock again. "Let's put on some music." As nonchalantly as possible, given my heavy breathing, I turned on the radio and selected a station with soothing mood music. I turned up the volume. "I left the water running for you, darling." Jim reminded me. He was beckoning me over. "The water's just right." He raised his voice to compensate for the sound of the radio. "Be quick, looking at you, I'm getting all randy again." I shivered with nervous delight. "Sorry Jim. Right away sir." I laughed as I raced back toward him and began to wash myself under the shower. "Just make yourself comfortable on the bed. Be with you in a jiff." I was more confident now and was looking forward to our next union. I douched myself and dried off carefully, watching Jim as he flexed and posed in front of the mirror. "Are the others expecting you home tonight?" I dabbed on some perfume and smiled lecherously at him. What a stud. "Naah, They knew that we were going out together. I'm a big boy now." He opened his arms toward me. "Let's make the most of it." Jim transported me to exhibitionist heaven as soon as I had worked my magic on him. You would almost think that he knew that we were being filmed. I watched myself in the mirror as he lifted my leg and took me standing up, right in front of the mirrored wall. Watching his twitching penis disappear inside my engorged vaginal lips was one of the more memorable moments as we performed and he effortlessly took my entire body weight. With him standing tall and me, with my legs wrapped around his waist, digging my heels into his firm muscular buttocks, squealing in ecstasy like some randy schoolgirl and urging him to fuck me harder at the same time, orgasming freely we performed our dance of love to perfection. The music in the background was familiar and soothing as he rested my buttocks on the bed and spurted yet another load of seed, deeply inside my womb this time. I clung on to him tightly as if I never wanted to let him go. The devilish smile that creased his rugged features as he witnessed my passion signalled the beginning of a long, lingering kiss. I sighed with contentment. I responded with more passion than ever as he wiggled his index finger into my bottom and I jerked and shuddered in the throes of further orgasmic delight. "Oooh! I love what you're doing to me, darling." I managed. My breathing was laboured and ragged as I struggled to find the right words to express the depths of my pleasure. "Let's lay down for a while." Jim groaned with pleasure as I milked his penis with my vaginal muscles. "Do you mind if we get into the bed, as we are. It's time for a rest." His breathing was surprisingly steady but I welcomed the opportunity to broach the subject that I dreaded to mention. We were now under the continental blanket after we wriggled our way into the bed with some difficulty. His penis was still trapped inside my hot sex cave. "Imagine doing this for a living? We could you know, my love!" There, it was out, finally. I looked into his puzzled face. "You know when I was kidnapped a few weeks ago?" I began obliquely. "Yeees." Jim was uncertain where this was leading as he drawled hi reply. "What about it?" He looked anxious. "It's all over now isn't it? You did have those bastards put away, didn't you?" A flood of words tumbled out of my mouth as I told him suitably selected parts of what had happened in my life since I last saw him. I very carefully explained exactly how my trusted friend, Greg, had used my talents and captured every detail of my forced stay at his country studio on film. I began by reliving the missing period of my life as Jim listened to the way I had been raped and made to do those degrading and unspeakable acts for my captors. I explained that I was surprised to learn that I had become an unwitting porn star and explained some of the fantastic series of coincidences that had led to their arrest. I neglected to mention the purchases from Greg that brought about the new beginning of my planned career choice. I told him that I intended to star in hard core movies. "I thought that I might as well get paid, darling." "And now you're going to make money out of your experiences?" Jim was obviously incredulous. "Why not!" I answered deftly. "Might as well turn my experience into some sort of financial advantage." "Well, isn't it illegal or something?" He grinned as he whispered under the blanket. "Sounds like there might be good money in it, though, doing it and getting paid I mean." He thought about it and smiled. "Better than working your arse off at some nine to five sweat factory like I do." There was a note of reasoned regretfulness at the thought of his job. Now he was coming around to my way of thinking. I replied swiftly to reassure him. "Well, for a start, I is most definitely not illegal!" I was quick to emphasise. "It's really good money for the guys that do it too." I urged. "I think I could confidently recommend your talents after this." I giggled as I squeezed his flaccid penis with my vaginal muscles again and stroked his smooth chest. "You really ought to try it. Three or four hundred a day, I believe. Why not?" I said invitingly. "I would have a hard job concentrating on keeping Jim Jr. in peak form with a camera and other people running around." He laughed regretfully. "It might be alright for you, though." He paused, thinking now. "As long as we can still get together and you don't forget all about me. Will you?" He enquired urgently. "NEVER! Please think about it though." I giggled. "You'll have more time to do what you like. More money too." At least Jim didn't appear to have any deep moral outrage or obscure philosophic objection to the thought of my capitalising on Arnold's filming experience. I sensed that with perhaps a little bit more encouragement, Jim might just consider the idea that I had planted so insidiously inside his head. I thought better of mentioning that we already had all the equipment and contacts to make our new enterprise a success. I was half-way toward my goal. It was now time for him to sleep on the idea. Meanwhile, I cuddled into him and suggested that we get a couple of hours sleep. I decided that I hadn't finished with Jim Jnr. quite yet. I pulled the heavy continental blanket over our heads to block out the light. To Be Continued In Chapter Three... A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 3 I awoke to a new day, entwined with my lover in a firm embrace. I knew that my partners would have left the building by now and as I looked at Jim's sleeping form beside me I gathered my thoughts and remembered my objectives. He now knew that I was embarking on a prosperous new career as an 'adult actress'. Arnold was right about that terminology. It sounded so much better than the more commonly used job descriptions that I had heard in the past. In my remaining time with Jim I vowed to convince him that working in the industry would be an acceptable alternative to his current, lowly paid retail occupation. I rolled back the blanket and eased myself away to get out of bed. I squinted as the strong lights of the room assaulted my unaccustomed eyes. Jim had looked so peaceful laying beside me. His face portrayed the contentment of a man who had recently made love to a young lady that had excited his male imaginations far beyond their normal, day to day boundaries. This morning I resolved to enlighten him to all the exciting possibilities of being a regular lover, not only to me but to Olivia and possibly Monica as well. If our business grew, as Arnold projected, many other attractive ladies may be encouraged to submit to his charms as well. It seemed impossible for me to believe that he could turn away such a gift-wrapped opportunity. He had to at least consider it. I tip toed out of the bedroom to go next door to turn off the bright lights, noting that the sun was up and it was already ten o'clock in the morning. I left our door wide open and crept next door. Film cans littered the floor but my partners, long gone, had turned out all the other lights before they left. I turned off the bedroom/studio lights, making sure that the door to the camera room was securely locked again, hiding the key. I considered the best way to revisit the subject with Jim while I returned to our love nest. My throat was dry so I looked into the lunchroom frig, further past the bedroom door in the next room. While work was still underway on the rest of the upstairs floor, we had made sure that we had all the necessary goods to prepare food in what had been the staff cafeteria under the old tenancy. As I remembered, we had plenty of food to make a quick snack for all of us while we did the renovations. We had no need to leave the building just yet. I made two coffees, thinking that Jim would probably appreciate some breakfast before he went home. I glanced at the phone as the kettle began to boil and decided against ringing the apartment to let Monica know about the progress so far. I wanted to tell her that we now had our first new employee when I spoke to her next. "Morning, Katrina!" I jumped and turned to see Jim, wide awake and standing in the narrow doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist. His tanned face was smiling at me and he looked almost ready for action again. There was a conspicuous bulge holding the towel away from his upper thigh and I realised that standing there, enjoying watching me pour the coffees without a stitch to cover my nakedness. This had produced a predictable and welcome stirring in his loins. I smiled at him. "Coffee, tea or me, darling?" I opened my arms. "You seem to be well set up here. Mind if I have all three?" Jim was beaming with pleasure as he kissed me and sat at the table. "I see that there's been a lot of work going on up here. Who owns this company that you work for?" "Well, actually we all do. Arnold, Monica, myself and a young lady that you haven't met yet, Olivia." I confessed with a smile. "A.M.K.O. That's you guys?" I nodded toward his astonished face with a smile. "You're a partner then? What are you going to do with this big building? Smiling widely with a curious look and twinkling eyes. He had brightened up considerably as though his respect for my ideas last night had suddenly taken a turn for the better. Jim was full of questions so I answered them one by one, telling him about my idea to develop an apartment to live in and some of Arnolds plans for the rest of the space downstairs. I had the chance to tell him that if he wished to be part of our new enterprise that I could virtually guarantee that he could give up his day job and make more money than ever before. I emphasised that he had already been part of the scenes at the beach and that it wasn't only 'adult' movies that we were thinking of making. "That will lead into other productions as well." I sipped at my coffee. "Arnold has a lot of contacts in television programming and plans to make documentaries and special interest features once we get going properly." "What would be involved if I did agree to do what we did last night for the camera." He blushed and faltered. "It would be hard for me to do that sort of thing with cameras and other people in the room." He added quickly. "Arnold's going to set it up like you would never even know they were there." "How?" Jim inquired with an astonished expression. I wondered whether I should tell him the truth about last night but decided that I just couldn't risk his wrath. I continued carefully. "We haven't finished yet, but we were going to use the room we used last night." I paused. "That's going to be our new studio, once we get going." "I don't understand." Jim paused. "How does that help with my problem." He was perplexed. "We'll have cameras behind some of those mirrors. They're two way from the other side, look! This is the shower we used last night." I opened a door in the room, adjacent to the lunch room. What looked like a glass wall, looked into the shower and toilet. It was hard to see with the lights out in the other room but it was possible to see the shower and the toilet bowl behind the glass when you looked more closely. "Thank God there was nobody else in the building last night." Jim was astounded. "They would have seen everything we were doing in there." He was grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Wow!" "Look Jim, all you have to do is forget about what's going on. Just relax and enjoy yourself like we did last night. You wouldn't even know whether you were being filmed or not. I had no idea that those bastards were making a movie when they kidnapped me." --- I halted my explanation, realising that I had betrayed Jim's trust in exactly the same way last night. I bit my tongue. "I'll tell you, once we're properly set up and we can do a test run with me and Olivia sometime next week if you like?" I asked him more eagerly. "We should be ready by then." "Three hundred bucks a day?" He asked cautiously. "Maybe more. It's dependent on so many things. That would be a minimum I would think." I laughed. "Let's go back and get some more practice, eh?" I giggled and turned back to him. "What ever you say, boss!" Jim joked as he looked at my body. My nipples were erect and I could detect another stirring object behind Jim's casually knotted towel. I tugged at his towel and it came away in my hand easily. Jim's glistening penis sprang into life. He had a cheeky familiar grin on his face. I was almost there. No point in telling him any more at this point, I decided. Practice makes perfect. "Race you back to the bedroom then." I gasped. "Jim Jnr. seems ready enough to go to work." We left the bedroom door open so that we had some light inside and fell onto the bed together. I was ready to have a private lovemaking session with Jim and he was even more enthusiastic to ravish me than he had been last night. I hoped the thought of being him in this room with two willing sex partners would be churning over in his brain. He hadn't met Olivia yet but I knew that he would have no objection to getting to know her much better, once he saw her bountiful figure. No man in his right mind would turn her away. Like myself, Jim was primarily interested in the joys of uncomplicated sexual union with no expected permanent ties to spoil the pleasure afterward. Jim entered me lustfully and I melted into his arms without any of my previous apprehension or guilt. I enjoyed coupling with him in a far more uncomplicated way now that I knew that we were truly alone in the silence of the large building. We became well accustomed to each others basic needs and Jim proved to be an enthusiastic and inventive lover. We experimented with several positions, pleasuring each other in untried ways until now. His staying power was helped by frequent rests, both hoping to delay his climax as long as we could. By the time Jim finally climaxed I was thoroughly wet with the many orgasmic bursts that he had helped me to enjoy. With warm seminal fluids escaping from my womb we showered and discussed our other growing hunger, for food. Reluctantly we left the bedroom/studio complex and returned to the lunchroom. I wondered how I could tell Jim the truth about last night or indeed whether it might be best not to mention it at all. It might spoil everything at this point of our relationship. We stayed naked as I prepared a hearty breakfast/lunch and we talked about bringing Olivia to the beach the next day, along with Monica, to meet Annie and whoever was there with them. The surfing friends had a loose, gregarious and unfettered lifestyle of meeting up at the beach with whoever was disposed toward joining their group for the day. I hoped that Olivia would enjoy, as I had, lazing about near the water and making new friends with them. I described Olivia's more startling physical attributes and told Jim that she easily had as healthy a libido as mine. I could see that he was interested. He was stunned to learn that the three of us had already enjoyed group sex with Arnold now that we were business partners. I could detect a tinge of envy in his manner as I arranged the cooked food on two big plates. "Just think about it while we eat." I suggested. "Don't worry, I am. It's just that---. He hesitated. Jim agreed that he was seriously considering becoming a 'male adult actor' but still had some natural reservations about his ability to perform for the camera on demand. I interrupted. "Like I told you, just relax and enjoy the fun. We girls will make sure that you can rise to the occasion. Don't keep worrying about it all the time." I jokingly scolded him. "You've really got to believe in yourself a whole lot more, darling. I do!" We sat down to eat and I cast my mind back to the day at the beach when Arnold had surprised us all by turning up with a movie camera. Although Jim had been camera shy, Arnold had obtained some brilliant footage once Jim was concentrating more on his surfing manoeuvres. I believed that once he became more familiar with all four of us, the problem, as he saw it, would sort itself out readily and he would be a keen asset to the company. With a well defined and proportioned young body he would potentially become popular within the adult movie industry. It appeared that any other probable objections would be sorted out by the more venal thoughts of earning easy money for his participation. It was more a matter of leaving him to think about it, until he came to the terms that what we were offering him, would make it much more acceptable than to continue with his current financial circumstances. I watched him as we tucked in to the bacon, eggs, beans and toast that I had rustled up. We ate in silence, wrapped in our thoughts. With the late morning sunlight streaming in through the open windows, we both became aware that the morning had passed into oblivion. I was keen to get back to our flat and update Monica and Olivia, also suspecting that Jim might also have a few other commitments. Jim was the first to speak. "What are your plans for the rest of the day, Katrina?" Putting aside his empty plate and watching me finish off the last of mine, he added. "I'm supposed to be starting work at 2pm and doing a late shift at work today." "What about tomorrow?" I asked him with a quick gasp of dismay. "The builders will be back on Monday and we'll all be busy for the rest of the week." I gushed while I explained my plans. I hadn't even thought about his job at the supermarket. "I've got the next two days off." He smiled and continued, as if thinking of our previous arrangements. "I wouldn't miss the chance of meeting you guys at the beach. I'll be there all day with Annie and the others." He touched my arm gently. "Karen and Wayne too.-- You are coming aren't you?" He appeared anxious. I wondered if he was thinking about meeting Olivia. The glowing description that I had already given him earlier on had certainly interested him quite a bit. "Well that depends." I said ambiguously. "Can I tell my partners that you might be considering my offer?" I laughed as he showed his anxiety again. "Of course we will, darling. I'll be there anyway!" I reassured him. Jim helped to clean up the dishes, then gallantly offered to drop me back at the apartment. **************************** When we arrived we kissed goodbye at the kerbside in his car. He asked if it would be alright with me if he came over to the studio on Monday to help us to get the studio ready. Before we left I had given him the grand tour and explained our plans in more detail. Of course, I explained that Arnold had the only key to the small room that would have betrayed our little deception. "Anytime." I said cheerily as I closed the car door. "I'd really like to give your idea a try, darling. See you tomorrow." He waved as I got out of his car to let him go. "Take care!" I waved back. He drove off and I smiled triumphantly. Now all I needed to do was warn Arnold and the others not to mention that we already had a large slice of classic footage of last night's encounter with our new potential employee. It appeared that he had been thinking about all the advantages and was on the verge of accepting a radical change in occupation. I watched his car disappear into the other traffic and gaily waltzed inside toward the elevator. I was overwhelmed with curiosity about the quality of the footage last night. "Well it's about time!" Monica's smiling face greeted me at the door. She seemed happy to see me back, but was obviously vexed that I hadn't rung her. "Jim just dropped me off." I explained weakly. "I couldn't very well ring you with him standing right beside me most of the time." I kissed her and, walking into the apartment, I noticed that there was only Monica and Olivia in the main room. "Where's the other girls? Gone out already?" "Well it is getting quite late you know." Olivia answered. "They all went out together to get some shopping done for the weekend supplies." Her voice grew more excited. "What happened? Did you tell him yet? Was he angry?" "Yes. Sit down and tell us all about it." Monica chimed in. "Have you had some food yet?" She appeared concerned. We sat at the table and, with the excitement of a schoolgirl just back from her first date, I told both of them everything that had happened since I last saw them both in the filming room. We drank tea and discussed their thoughts about my arrangements to meet Jim's friends at the beach the next day. Olivia and Monica both seemed willing to go along with me. Olivia agreed not to mention that she had already seen Jim last night. She was keen not to spoil her chance to have her own screen test with both of us. She had admired his physique and from what she saw of him she welcomed the idea of co-starring with him, as I had last night. Monica was more circumspect and said very little although I sensed that she approved. Apparently, our flatmates were pleased for us about the new proposal for us to shift in to the new film studio as soon as we had finished the alterations. I had some regrets that I had not been present when Monica gave them the news. In the same way that I had been reluctant to tell Jim the complete truth about how far we were toward final completion and our readiness to begin filming, Monica had been equally economic with the details that she had conveyed to my other friends. I fully understood her reasoning and agreed that I wouldn't tell them any more about our plans. We were going to be staying with them for at least a couple of weeks yet, until the builders completed our new flat. At least we were giving them more time to find another tenant for our room. We met Arnold at the studio, later that afternoon and had a meeting to discuss our various tasks for the following week. I mentioned the project that had been delayed by meeting Dárcy and Michelle. In all the excitement over the past week, Arnold was still very conscious of the need to finish off that project to his client's satisfaction "I'll set up another segment tomorrow while you guys have some fun." Arnold paused. "See if Jim wants to join us and we'll shoot some footage next week. We'll have to get an answer from him about that other little matter too, you realise?" He gave me a reproachful look. "By the way that footage last night was brilliant. You just make sure that we can use it. I'm counting on you, baby." "I'm sure she will." Monica interrupted him brusquely. "Why don't we show her how good they look together on camera." Monica's eyes were twinkling with delight as she nudged Arnold's elbow. "We haven't finished work on it yet." Arnold protested. "I've still got some editing to do." With some persuasion from Monica, Arnold surrendered his artistic objections and we all adjourned to the viewing room. So it was that my first viewing of the film shot only last night was shared by all of us together. Even I was amazed by all the close-up detail that Arnold had filmed, of my amorous coupling with Jim. It was embarrassing to watch it at first, but Arnold captured so many details that my own involvement had prevented me from noticing. It was interesting to see the delighted expression on Jim's face as he spurted his seed deep inside my bottom. I hoped that I could watch the un-consented footage with him, once he was fully reconciled to sexual performance for the movie camera, one day. Perhaps I would even enjoy viewing the footage of my performances at the other studio that Arnold had managed to secure. Up until now I had not been particularly interested. I found myself more curious than ever to see what Greg had filmed without my consent or knowledge. I was glad that we had so much of that footage stored in Arnold's new archives. "See if you can get the rest of that film from the police, once they've finished with it." I turned to Arnold with a cheeky smile. "It would be a shame to destroy it if we could use it some day." Arnold looked at me with surprise. "It wouldn't bother you, babe?" "No. I don't think so." I paused reflectively. "I'd like to see it first, though." I affirmed. "Just get it if you can." "Leave it to me, sweetheart!" Arnold was smiling as the most current footage came to an end. "I already asked the cops to let us know when they are finished with it. I was going to talk to you about it, anyway." ********************* Monica and Arnold worked on the film together, after the screening, so Olivia and I were left to our own devices for a while. She was full of questions about Jim as well as glowing comments about my performance. I was a bit distant as I kept thinking how much nicer it would have been to have been more honest with him. Now, I felt guiltier than ever. I changed the subject and we planned the best approach for our Sunday outing. She seemed keener than ever to meet my other friends and she could hardly wait until the day that we all moved in together so that we could live nearer to the beach. "Whatever you do, leave any discussion about movies to me." I told her. "Just enjoy the day out and don't say anything about last night, to anyone. Promise me?" A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 3 "Of course, Katrina. I promise." "Just remember, It might spoil our chances to use that footage and any adult movies might have to be done with Dárcy in any future films, heaven forbid." I shuddered. "How can I help?" Olivia seemed to realise the difficulty that I faced. "Just be really friendly and you can tell them about the other movies that we made out at the riding school. You can just be yourself apart from that. I told Jim that I would introduce you to him and that we might be making movies together later in the week." "You want me to come on to him?" She smiled adoringly. "Just be a bit subtle about it, but yes, it might help." I conceded. "I don't mind if you do." With that awkward subject out of the way, we both knew how important it was to encourage Jim to make the decision that we were hoping for. I felt far more confident that tomorrow would be a success in every way. To Be Continued... A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 4 Sunday morning was slightly cloudy but promised a perfect day later on. We loaded up Monica's Mustang and eagerly headed for the beach. There had been long and vigorous debate, this morning, about what we all intended to wear once we arrived. Monica took her regular bikini along with a loose fitting towelling robe to wear on the way. I asked her to try my thong for a change. She thought seriously about it but then swiftly chickened out after she had tried it on in our bedroom and looked at herself in the mirror. "Perhaps one day." She whispered, as she looked in the mirror wistfully. "It just isn't me at the moment." "That's a shame. It looks so good on you, darling." I mused idly. "Think about it though?" I urged. "It really did look great." Olivia stated simply. It was a foregone conclusion that I would either be wearing only a smile or my shortest, most revealing dress. There was really no mediocre choice as far as I was concerned. If by some chance there was good reason for me to remain clothed, I would keep my dress on until I went for a swim. Being naked at the beach was most of the fun from my own point of view. Monica took my thong with her anyway, just in case I had a change of heart, she said. I still preferred to believe that it might be her that would change her mind. Olivia decided to wear the same brief bikini that she had worn during the contest that she won. Given time, I confidently predicted that she would soon realise the same tingling exhilaration that I did by exhibiting her sexuality with neither clothing nor shame. She had asked my advice but I refused to bully her, as Michelle had done, by choosing her garments for her. I sensed that deep down she quite enjoyed accepting the challenge on her own terms. The fact that the fabric became transparent when wet was the main reason for her choice ultimately. She reasoned that if she wasn't feeling confident enough to go nude right away, it covered enough of her body to maintain her own sense of decency. She had come a long way, from that nervously apprehensive young lady that was loath to display herself when we went horse riding. She had now placed herself in a position with no choice but to overcome her lessening inhibitions. There were a lot less people at the beach than Monica had expected but I noted that most of the cars were ones that I had seen at Peninsula beach on the previous two other occasions. Monica pointed toward our favourite spot. Discretely separated from the largest portion of the more populated part of the beach, chosen by Monica originally as the most secluded spot, it seemed that our friends had made it their own base of operations these days. "It looks like our friends' have made it here anyway." She observed as she surveyed the scene before us. Their multicoloured sun shelter was billowing in the onshore breeze, welcoming our arrival like a familiar friend. Surfboards littered the surrounding area and I could see most of the younger beachgoers were heavily concentrated in the nearest area of surfing activity. Knowing that Monica normally preferred me not to undress at the car, before making my way to the surf, I was pleasantly surprised when she told Olivia and I to go ahead while she locked up the car. "I've just got something to get out of the trunk before I join you. Be with you shortly." She said uncertainly. "I guess you will be wanting to leave your dress in the car?" She added nonchalantly. I could hardly believe the radical change from her normal protective conservatism. She letting Olivia out from the back seat. "You don't mind?" I gasped as I looked around the parking area. "No darling, you just go ahead if you like." Monica looked away and addressed Olivia. "You go on ahead too sweetheart." She urged. I needed no further prompting. With a flourish, I slipped out of my dress and placed it on the seat. The sun was out and I felt the warm rays give nourishment to my entire body much earlier than I had expected as I got out of the car and waited in the sun for Olivia. There weren't many other people in the near area but those that were, looked at me in total amazement before going back about their own preparations. It was the same as in any other public area. People would always have a good look and then return to what they were doing beforehand. I had always preferred total nudity to discrete flashing. It was far more honest and self satisfying from my own point of view. "Well I'm ready, how about you, Olivia my love?" Olivia looked at me and lowered her eyes. "Do you mind if I just leave my bikini on for now, Katrina?" She asked in a timid manner. I was amazed. I sensed that she would have stripped off too if I had insisted, even though she was still a bit embarrassed by the thought. "Whatever makes you guys comfortable. Just be yourselves for God's sake. What's going on here?" I laughed and spread out my arms. "It's supposed to be a day off work. You don't have to be naked if you don't really want to. Come on Olivia, lets go down and meet the others." If anything, Olivia looked more embarrassed than I was when we first made our way down the beach. She kept up with my faster pace as we walked past several onlookers along the way. Of course, some whistled their appreciation as we went by but as luck would have it there wasn't any obscene or unwelcome comment. By the time we reached sight of the small group at the shelter a lot of her earlier nervousness had subsided and Olivia was smiling broadly again. She nudged my arm. "Look! Some of them are even dressed like you." She whispered as we approached. At our end of the beach, most of the women were topless and some were sunning themselves, wearing the bare minimum in bikini bottoms only. Annie was sitting with her board by her side, and waved out to us as we approached. She, Wayne and Karen were already completely naked as well, this time, and I introduced Olivia to them first and then the three others that already knew from before. "Where's Jim today, Annie?" I looked out toward the water. "You must have had quite an effect on him the other night, my love. It's the second time today that he's been out surfing without his togs. I think he's starting to enjoy it too." Annie was smiling. "I think that he wants to impress you." She confided with a knowing nudge. "Look! There he is now." Pointing toward Jim. Riding a perfect wave, Jim was making skilled use of the manoeuvring room that was available to him, synchronising his ride with two other people that had caught the same wave. He was showing off his skills but I was more interested in the fact that he appeared to have lost his earlier inhibitions about being seen without his board shorts. In the ten days since we were here last it appeared that most of Jim's group had reconciled to the unique thrill of naked surfing. Although Peninsula beach wasn't one of the few dedicated nudist beaches in the area, it seemed that the remoteness from the more populated beaches had recently lent itself to a more relaxed approach to public nudity. I hadn't been exactly surprised by the fact that Wayne, Karen and Annie had taken the initiative to strip before we arrived but I hardly expected that Jim would have joined in as well. Most of the other groups in the immediate area seemed similarly relaxed in their dress code and there was far less attention to our group than on the last, most recent occasion. Encouraged by the fact that most of the girls in the immediate area were at least topless, Olivia removed her skimpy togs at this point and sat next to Annie. She looked a lot more relaxed by the fact that she was in company with such an uninhibited and friendly group. "Jim brought extra boards if you guys want to join him." I was pleased to note that the board that Annie was offering me was the same one that I had used before. "I'll wait for Monica if you like, Katrina?" Olivia was pointing toward a lone figure making her way from the parking area, dressed in a beach robe, still some distance away. "Tell her I won't be long then." I confirmed. Thanking Annie, I grabbed the board and raced toward Jim before he went back out again. Jim saw me approaching and waited for me to join up with him. Bobbing around beyond the breakers, I had my first opportunity to talk to Jim alone. We paddled away from the other surfers and Jim told me that he had discussed my proposition with Annie and decided that he would be prepared help if we still wanted him to. "I haven't told anyone else though so,--" "Your secret's safe with us, darling." I interrupted quickly. "I'm so glad." I leaned over and kissed him. "I was really hoping you would join us in our first real movie." Jim looked relieved and yet quizzical at the same time. "You'll have to tell me more about this though." He smiled. "When do you want to make a start?" "I was thinking about Monday or Tuesday night if that suits you? Arnold should be ready by then." "You film at night, do you?" Jim enquired, mildly interested by the fact that he didn't need to leave his job right away, I guess. I ran though a few of the practicalities of Adult filmmaking and discussed the finer details of how important it was there were no outside noises to interfere with the sound quality of the film. I soothed his fears about making a fool of himself and convinced him that Olivia was keen to appear with him too. He seemed more excited as I went on and was a lot more at ease with his decision to embark on a career change. "Did you bring Olivia along today?" He sounded dubious that a girl would be so willing to appear in that sort of movie with him, sight unseen as it were. "She's on the beach with Monica now, Jim. Let's go in and I'll introduce you if you like?" I hesitated. "Look! She's as new to this as you are, darling. As we all are for that matter. She trusts my judgement and she'll be happy to meet you, I'm sure." Considerably relaxed by my demeanour, Jim and I paddled ourselves into position to take advantage of the next wave. I could now see that Monica had joined the group and removed her beach robe. She seemed to be talking to the others and watching out for our return. I couldn't wait to tell her that my carefully laid plans to win Jim around had finally borne fruit. I would have to wait for the right moment to explain that Jim was reluctant to let it be too widely known among his other friends. Obviously, Annie was in on it but I would respect Jim's wishes for secrecy. ****************************************** There seemed to be an instant attraction between Olivia and Jim. Placing a towel discretely around him he immediately sat down upon meeting her and began to ask her whether she enjoyed surfing and she was definitely proving responsive to his attention. She was sitting out in the sun and making no attempt to hide any part of her lovely nude body from his view. I noticed that she had left her bikini just beside Monica, away from any temptation to cover up again. I had hardly noticed, on the way up the beach, but Monica was wearing the thong that she had earlier rejected in favour of her far more conservative bikini bottoms. Apart from an approving look I didn't make any comment. I realised that she must have been wrestling with her inhibitions and decided to change once she noticed that the beach was relatively less populated. She had been talking to Annie and watching Jim and I as we waited to ride in to join them. "How was the water, darling?" She asked, ambiguously. I was well aware of what she really meant. "Surprisingly warm today, Monica love." I replied with a smile. "We were going to stay out a bit longer but Jim was anxious to meet Olivia." I nodded my head toward the two of them as they sat apart from the others. "I think they're going to get on just fine, don't you?" Monica nodded. She had been sitting on her robe and her athletic figure looked terrific as she moved over to make room for me beside her. She seemed far more relaxed than she had the other day and even appeared to be enjoying her newly found courage to show off her well formed bottom as she rolled over to lay on her stomach. She suddenly giggled and removed her top. "I see what you mean about the sensitivity of the skin now. I should have tried this years ago, darling." That same wicked smile that I loved so much came to the fore. "The sand feels strange on my nipples, look!" She raised her elbow and briefly revealed the erect state of her nipples before reburying them back into the warm sand. "It feels even nicer down below." Annie joined the candid conversation. "Once you get used to it, Monica.--- Some of us get our togs off as fast as we can now." She looked at Karen. "Her and Wayne love surfing in the altogether now. It's much more fun, eh babe!" Karen shifted toward us. "Why don't you try it, Monica. You've got a lovely figure for it." She cooed admiringly. Monica looked enviously at the others. There were just the seven of us left talking together now, all of us totally naked, except Monica. She looked at Karen and Wayne, as if trying to decide what to say. She was clearly uncertain about what to do next. "Maybe later Karen. I'm still trying to get used to the idea of going topless right now. You guys seem be enjoying it though." She reflected. "We'll see!" She promised. I could hardly believe my ears. Could she be seriously considering removing the last tiny piece of cloth from her body? I decided to come to her rescue. I knew that she was becoming a bit uncomfortable about the way the conversation was going. "Why don't we leave these two lovebirds here and go and catch a wave." I stood up and grabbed my board. "Why not!" Annie stood up. "C'mon Karen, race you down there." I hated to leave Monica alone at the moment but I gave Olivia a wave. "You two look after Monica while we're gone, won't you?" Jim looked up and waved back. "Right you are Katrina. Olivia and I are just getting to know one and other. Hope you don't mind?" He half apologised. "We'll shift over there again." He added with a wide smile when he saw Monica being left on her own. "Enjoy yourselves!" Annie and I followed Wayne and Karen down to the surf, boards in hand, ready to join the others in the group that had already left us talking earlier on. I was pleased about Monica's unexpected change in attitude and felt that it was best to leave her to get used to her newly found freedom with Jim and Olivia for company. I just hoped that Olivia would remember that Jim still didn't know about the other night and not let anything slip. Things were going so well at the moment that it would be a shame to spoil it now with an unfortunate slip of the tongue. We played around together with the others and although I was dying to ask Annie about Jim's thoughts regarding Adult movies, I never quite got the right opportunity to mention it. I excused myself after just three rides and went back to the shelter. Monica was sitting up now, talking to Jim and Olivia. She was far more relaxed and waved out as I approached. "We're all right here darling. Thanks for worrying about me. Sit down for a minute if you like?" Monica patted the towel next to her. "Jim was just asking if we wanted to go back to his place and have an early lunch. I suggested that we go over to the studio and have lunch with Arnold and make arrangements for his screen test." Monica had cleverly reassured my main concern. "Brilliant idea, Jim can ride with us." I agreed, breathlessly. "What about Annie and the others? Would they mind, Jim?" I smiled at him. "It would be a good idea though." I urged. "I'll tell them. It'll be fine." Jim assured me. "I don't always stay here with them all day, you know. Patrick will be along later so Annie will want to be here when he arrives." He grinned. "Might just have time for a bit of practice after lunch, eh!" He grinned and nudged Olivia's shoulder. Olivia blushed and nodded eagerly while Monica remained aloof but not totally against the idea. She smiled knowingly. "If you really think you can handle it." I smiled. "Think that two willing ladies won't be to much for you do you?" I frowned at him in disbelief. "As long as you're both gentle with me, Katrina." He laughed lightly. "Perhaps Arnold might lend a hand if I can't." Luckily, we saw the others approaching from the surf. They had all ridden the same wave and decided to find out whether I was coming back or not. With all this talk of sexual promiscuity I thought it was time to leave the conversation where it ended, until later on. With all of us back together at the shelter we chatted about common interests, disregarding further talk about nudity or attempting to convert Monica to the group's new way of thinking. We excused ourselves, telling Annie that we would be back in the afternoon and promising to show her and Patrick around our nearby business premises later in the week. Although Monica put her top back on, she carried her beach robe over her arm and walked back to the car parking area alongside of us. Olivia stayed as she was but took her swimsuit with her and Jim wore only a towel, much to my surprise. Olivia and Jim slid into the back seat and I stayed in front with Monica. The moment we were all in the car, Monica sped off to our studio. Olivia and Jim were still slightly unsure of one and other at first. Jim helped her back into her bikini amidst squeals and giggling which seemed to break the ice. I slipped into my dress in case there were any cars about near the studio and we were seen on the way into the building, for the company's sake mainly. By the time we pulled in alongside Arnold's car they were carrying on as if they knew that they were about to have sex very shortly. I urged Monica to stay as she was and surprise Arnold with her latest swimsuit. "No darling, you three go in and I'll be back soon. I want to go to the store and get something nice for lunch." She reasoned. "Maybe you can tell Arnold that I'll be with you soon." Her mind was made up and there was little point in arguing. After letting Jim and Olivia out, she put on her towelling robe and took off again. I ran up the stairs to see Arnold while Olivia kept Jim busy looking through the lower premises during daylight hours. Not that much had changed but we had moved a few things around since his last visit. Arnold was surprised but delighted to hear that all of us come to see him. He hadn't been expecting us back for quite some time. I quickly brought Arnold up to date with the latest news and informed him that Monica was bringing lunch for all of us. "Arnold has set up his equipment already." I called from the top of the stairs. "Come up here and see what he's done with the camera room when you're ready." Arnold shook his head and grinned. "You still haven't told him about Friday night, baby?" "Just call it a company bonus. We'll get some more footage later on if you like?" I suggested. "Olivia wants to try out with him. Why not?" "I'll cover for you then." He sighed. Arnold could see that there was no use in spoiling the moment for me. The film that he had already taken was too good to risk upsetting Jim at this stage. He was pleased enough with my progress so far although I sensed that he would have preferred me to have told him. "Katrina tells me that you want some more work?" Arnold asked politely as he shook Jim's hand. "Glad to have you aboard." Jim looked nervous and unsure of himself. "I'm willing to give it a go." He managed weakly. "Katrina's told me how you film so that I can't see the camera when--you know-- I'm performing--if that's the right way to put it. "Look! We're all a bit new to this. There's nothing wrong with making Adult movies, but you've got a great body and you obviously look after it." Arnold stepped back and looked at him with his towel wrapped around his waist. "You look as though you work out a fair bit. You'll be great! Actually, I had another idea that I would like to talk to you about as well. We can discuss it over lunch if you like?" Arnold invited his reply. A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 4 I was so pleased that Jim appeared more at ease and he was actually smiling again. Arnold's no nonsense, direct approach had put Jim's mind at ease. "Thanks Arnold, What did you have in mind?" He replied eagerly. "You girls go and get the kettle on, if you would? I want to show Jim the last shots at the beach. Let me know when Monica gets back and we'll have lunch together, eh!" He looked at me. Arnold had taken charge! I nodded and guided Olivia toward the lunch room. "Don't be too long." I agreed reluctantly. Arnold turned back to Jim. "Now where were we? Oh yes! Lets look at that footage and have a talk. Come with--" That was the last I heard as we left them to it. Olivia and I both dropped our clothing in the bedroom and made our way toward the lunch room. I was slightly annoyed about the way Arnold had dismissed us so imperialistically but sensed that he would be discrete and not show Jim anything that I wouldn't like him to see just yet. Olivia, on the other hand, seemed as eager to please as always. She was so tensed up with sexual anticipation and only seemed to be focussed on Jim's last throwaway comment at the beach before the others re-joined us. Her body was vibrant and she was enjoying her own nudity as much as I was. Living with Michelle, like she had, hadn't been a complete waste of time. "Did Jim really mean it.--About getting some practise in after lunch, I mean?" She giggled. "I do hope so!" "Well, If he didn't, I think we might be able to change his mind, my love. Especially now, seeing that we're all ready for a bit of action." I turned on the kettle. "Just you see!" TO BE CONTINUED IN A.M.K.O CH.5 {Tomorrow?} (The Final in the current series?) AUTHOR'S NOTE; Your votes on chapters 4 and 5 will determine whether I write further stories along the current theme. Email your comments by all means. Katrina, 'The Wilful Exhibitionist' has many future possibilities for further adventures. A.M.K.O. Film Studio Ch. 5 "Well! You two look good enough to eat!" Monica gasped as we let her in the front door. "Where's Arnold and Jim? You haven't let those two loose together have you? What's going on, my darlings?" Although surprised, she seemed anxious to get inside and appeared to be slightly out of breath. Monica had been carrying an armful of groceries so we quickly helped her to carry her purchases upstairs, updating her as we went along. Olivia began putting the tins into the shelves and the milk into the frig. "I thought that we might as well stock up now." Monica explained as I looked through the rest of her purchases and put on the oven warmer for the cooked food. "Arnold never thinks about those sorts of things, as a rule. Where did you leave your clothes?" I pointed to the bedroom/studio. "Plenty of room in the cupboards in there. Better see what's keeping Arnold. He must have shown Jim that movie by now. They're probably talking while they were waiting for you to get back." Olivia and I sampled our lunch while we made the drinks, until the others joined us. We sat down to lunch and we discussed the future completion of Arnold's movie for Blue Angel Films. The two men seemed to be getting along together very well. He had been asking Jim to arrange a few of his friends to appear with him as we all worked out together in an outdoor setting, preferably with some of his body-building associates. It sound like fun and Jim had apparently given Arnold a few other good ideas as well. After we had all eaten our fill, the talk turned back to the proposed Adult footage again. Monica hinted to Arnold that she was prepared to do all the camera work if he wanted her to, rather than for her to participate. Whilst I was disappointed in her, the thought of leaving Arnold free to step into a role instead of merely filming it was very acceptable none the less. "Look Monica, Why don't we all get naked and make a start on this one? We're all going to be working together at the end of the day." Arnold urged her. "I know, darling. Just give me some time to think about it. I might change over with you later." Monica reasoned in an abnormally subdued manner. "Just give me some space this time." Her mind seemed made up and she was blushing with embarrassment. She hadn't been expecting to be called on to participate just yet. It was almost as if Arnold had been expecting this and he had already suggested several other workable scenarios for Jim's first screen test at the studio. It became rather obvious that the two of them had already discussed a variety of possibilities while Olivia and I had been preparing for lunch. "Alright then." Arnold took charge. "Why don't you guys start off by having a shower together and acting the fool a bit?" He looked at Olivia and I. "Take Jim in there with you and then take turns with him on the bed, afterward. I'm sure I don't have to explain what we need. I'll get Monica going on the cameras and then I might join you shortly." He paused for a moment as he was taking off his shirt. "I've already set up the bathroom camera so don't forget to play up to it a bit." I kissed Monica and reassured her. "Don't forget to join us love. I'll be fun!" I said lightly. Jim and Olivia were already making their way next door. I ran to join them. Jim quickly adapted to having two naked young ladies in the shower with him, fooling around under the warm water and soaping up one and others bodies. The knowledge that we were being watched and filmed as we frolicked together didn't inhibit Jim's sexual responses in the slightest bit, after the first few minutes. Olivia and I were both showing off to the mirror as we took turns in swallowing his entire manhood with our mouths until he had a full straining erection that just begged for release. The many unrehearsed moans of delight were very real by the time we dried ourselves off to make our way to the adjoining bedroom. By now, it seemed the three of us were more than ready to indulge in a wide variety of sex acts for the camera. I guessed that Jim had forgotten the real reason for this interlude by the natural way that he was acting and any previous worries about his stage fright seemed far from his mind by the time we guided then laid him back onto the bed. His penis was quivering with anticipation and shining with natural lubricant. "Who's going to be first?" He looked at both of us, his face flushed with delight and revealing his eagerness to please. Olivia's fully engorged vaginal lips seemed more than ready to engulf the moist head of Jim's penis so with I nod of approval from me she readily positioned herself for entry from behind, indicating her willingness to give me oral pleasure at the same time. Able to see the look on her face as Jim entered her for the first time, I was glad that I had urged her to mount his glistening penis first. I felt a mixture of love and compassion for Olivia. She had always done her best to please both Monica and I and I knew that she really wanted to experience all the pleasures that she had witnessed from the other side of the mirror last Friday night. The first thing that Jim did was to lubricate the inner cheeks of her bottom and wiggle his index finger into her tight anal opening. She squealed with delight but insisted on him entering her vaginally at first. I quite understood her initial reticence, given her other experiences with Dárcy, but I knew that once she felt the warmth of Jim's passion she would probably make a quick adjustment to her position in order to receive him anally as well. I licked her fully distended nipples as I helped Jim guide her onto his penis. Her expression of pleasure, as he easily slipped the head of his penis past her relaxed vaginal muscles and she slowly lowered herself down fully, was either brilliant acting or incredibly real. I don't think I have ever seen such a wondrous mixture of delight and lust as I saw written on her face at that time. "Oh! You're so big. God! That's so good." She gasped as she came to rest. "Are you enjoying it too?" She smiled at me as she nervously urged a response from Jim. "Do you need to ask?" Groaned our latest conquest. "Just keep doing that thing with your pussy muscles."-- "Oh Yes!" He groaned as Olivia obliged with shrill giggle of delight. I laid back, stretching out my leg to give Olivia better access to my clit ring as she leaned forward and reached for it with her tongue. She had become well practised in the art of cunnilingus when she had stayed with Michelle. Over the short time that she had been with Monica and I, her talents had been much further developed. She was a true bisexual siren. Jim had been assisting her to raise and lower her hips and I had been the only one that hadn't been exerting any physical energy. I felt a wave of pleasure as Olivia touched base and I played to the camera as my tension gave way a gigantic flood of orgasmic release. I moaned with pleasure as my body spasmodically jerked with involuntary abandon. Olivia's full lips enclosed my clit ornament and she tugged gently before kissing my wet labia and then unexpectedly stopping her hip movement. "I want it in my ass. Please don't cum yet, Jim. Try it in my butt." Olivia was now panting with excitement. "Please?" I was surprised at her sudden change of attitude and completely taken by surprise. I understood her motivation, to make the moment last as long as it possibly could but I was concerned for her, none the less. Although he was no Dárcy, Jim's penis was still much larger than the average male member. It was bound to hurt her. She winced briefly as Jim pushed past her sphincter muscles but this soon gave way to a more triumphant look as she eased her way down his shaft and came to rest on his lap. She rested while she gathered her breath and smiled at me. "It's not as bad as I thought it would be." Thanking me with her glistening eyes. "Nothing like--- "You just forget about that, my love." I quickly put my hand over her lips. "All that's behind both of us now." Jim suddenly became aware of her discomfort and questioning me with his eyes. He reacted quickly. "Am I hurting you Olivia?" He gripped her hips in alarm. "No darling. Just girl talk." She turned her face toward him. "How does it feel for you? Alright if I move now?" She asked, showing her concern. With Jim Jnr. fully buried in her colon, she was talking in short breaths but still smiled at him tenderly. "Don't worry about me! Its just that it's a bit of a new experience at the moment. I wanted to try it." She reassured him. " Please just take it quietly though." She entreated him. I teased her clitoris as the pair of them began to move again and soon we were fully involved in initiating Olivia into all the erotic pleasures of anal stimulation. She was soon writhing and moaning with delight and as her body contorted and shook with ecstasy until I noticed that Jim was coming to yet another peak of sexual pleasure. His back arched as he filled her with his hot seed just as Olivia orgasmed for the third time. Her vacant vagina was soaking with her own juices and I looked up at her, noticing for the first time that she seemed thoroughly pleased with her efforts. She was gasping for breath but smiling at me with such love and devotion that it brought tears to my eyes. "Cut!" We all heard Arnold's voice from the room behind the mirror which brought us all back to the reality of what was happening in the outside world around us. The door opened and Arnold was standing in the doorway. Even though he was naked, as he stood there, he looked natural but still in charge of proceedings. I admired his attempt to put Jim at ease with his own vulnerable state of dress in this way. His easy manner was thoroughly professional but I knew that he wanted a more family oriented approach to the new business of making Adult movies as much as we all did. "Great footage guys! It looked as though you were really enjoying yourselves too." He was beaming with happiness. "You did just fine Jim. That job's yours if you want it." Monica poked her head in the door behind Arnold. "I think I've changed my mind." She said simply. "Can't let you guys have all the fun, can we?" She put her arm around Arnold as he moved further into the room. I could now see that both of them were totally naked and could somehow detect that they had been up to no good with each other. Monica stayed behind Arnold but still managed to give me a sexy wave. "A very inspiring performance, my little darlings" She added cheekily. "I was waiting for Arnold to join us." I laughed. "No wonder he was a bit late getting here." I said with a rueful smile. "It looks like you've been having some fun too." "Sorry darling, we got a bit carried away in there." She smiled at me with that wicked grin of hers. Turning toward Jim she spoke on a more serious note. "You will be joining us I hope?" Her eyes searched for his approval. "You were great too." She added. "Think you could handle all three of us in the future, maybe?" She boldly stepped out from behind Arnold with a confident, relaxed smile and walked toward the bed. She made no attempt to cover herself or to hide her sexual excitement. Her nipples were full and enlarged and stood proudly erect, signalling her wanton desire for attention. I was proud of Monica. She had apparently made up her mind to get over her earlier reticence to show off her body to Jim. She wasn't even wearing my thong to hide her cleanly shaven pubes, even though her engorged vaginal lips were open and clearly aroused. She looked to Jim for his response. "I'd be crazy not to." He grinned. "Where else can a man have so much fun and even get paid for it? You can count me in! Jeez! The more the merrier." He added brashly. He reflected and paused. "I'll probably need a bit of time out at the moment, though." He glanced down briefly at his spent member. He looked back at Arnold. "You were right. It's like you're not even being filmed with the camera behind the mirror. I almost forgot about it until you said 'cut' just like you said." Jim's enthusiasm for what he had just done was abundant as the three of us showered together while Monica went out to the lunchroom to make all of us a drink. Arnold sat on the bed and talked to us about our plans for the rest of the day. Amazingly, Jim was so fired up with zeal that he offered to stay at the studio for a while longer if we wanted him to. "We've got all we need for today but we can sort out another scene if you really want me to?" Arnold looked at me. "Katrina was a bit left out this time." He chuckled. "Sorry about that, babe." "No worries!" I said, giggling. "Plenty of time later." Arnold adroitly changed the subject matter. "How's Patrick getting on with his new camera, by the way?" Arnold was keen to put Jim at ease. "He seemed pretty keen to learn a bit more about action photography at the beach the other day." Arnold mused with an easy smile. "Once we get going properly we might just have an opening for him and your sister?" He paused to assess Jim's reaction to his offer. "Think about it anyway. We don't just do this sort of movie all the time. Not that you're not cut out for it, Jim. It's just that it's not all that we do around here. Think about it!" Arnold concluded as he left us to it in the shower. "Don't be long, guys." Arnold's words had immediate effect on Jim. He was far more at ease and although he was still slightly nervous about the certainty of becoming a regular player in our movies, Arnold's easy manner had brought aspects of what we had just been filming toward a completely different reality. He seemed pleased that Arnold had been so candid and welcoming toward him. "Your friend, Monica seems to have loosened up a bit." He whispered in my ear. "It looks as though she's altered her attitudes to me quite a bit." He looked at me and smiled. "I wonder if she means it, about ---you know!" He looked awkward. "When you get to know Monica a bit better, you'll realise she's not as bad as you thought." I whispered. "She's quite a sexy lady under all that shyness." I said proudly. "It's just that it takes a while for her to relax in front of new people. I think she likes you too, darling." I paused as I thought of the mental anguish that she must have been through in deciding to join us in the nude, as she had. "It's alright with you isn't it? You do like her don't you? I mean---you--" "Christ yes!" Jim saw what I was getting at and interrupted me with a grin. "Who wouldn't? She's a real doll!" His voice dropped to a whisper. "You don't mind do you?-- I mean, me getting it on with her too." I smiled at him and squeezed his flaccid member. "Just save some for me." I reassured him in a matching whisper. "I told you that you would be popular." I paused as I reverted to normal levels of speech. "Let's go and refresh ourselves and get ready for an encore, I think we all deserve a hot drink. Let's go!" Monica was waiting as I arrived first in the lunchroom, still naked and sitting next to Arnold. It was obvious that they had been talking about the upcoming film projects and the new accommodation that was about to start soon. They looked up as soon as we walked in the doorway. "Did Jim say he was off work tomorrow? Arnold asked me. "It might be a good opportunity to sort the builders out and then we can get underway with this other film." He continued. "Count me in!" Jim replied as he walked in behind me. "I can easily organise it to be here if you want?" We sat and talked about the project. Jim offered to arrange a few of his friends to help make up the numbers needed for the nude workout section of the movie and even suggested a few locations for this to take place. "I'll make a few phone calls tonight if you like? I should be able to arrange a nude bodybuilding contest as well." He coloured up. "Normally, we just wear a G string costume anyway. Mostly the other contestants are fairly broadminded." He reflected for a moment. "Leave it to me!" He looked at Monica. "You look pretty fit. You might enjoy it too? What do you say?" Monica blushed and stammered for a moment. She hadn't been expecting Jim to rope her into this kind of situation but she didn't want to be thought of as a prude either. She looked at me and then back to Jim. "We'll see!" She managed. "Maybe?" She fought for control after her surprise invitation. "Why don't we practise next door later on?" She finally suggested. "All of us!" Glaring at Arnold meaningfully. "We could set up an section downstairs as a workout area and maybe even hold the contest down there?" Arnold interrupted. "We could sell tickets and organise some prizes to make it worthwhile to the other contestants. Great idea, Jim!" He enthused. The momentum was growing as we thought of the latest possible uses of our unused commercial space. This gave us a number of workable ideas and we spent the next hour refining and contributing thoughts until he had some direction on the way that we could film semi-public nude contests right here at our own film studio. It was decided that it should be a 'membership only' club to minimise the threat of outside interference by the law and Monica suggested that we contact local nudist clubs to establish a membership base. I noticed that she was becoming abnormally enthusiastic with plans to enhance Jim's original idea into a more permanent enterprise. Olivia and I had never seen this side of her nature before but it was extremely encouraging and infectious. "Leave the marketing to us." Arnold announced finally. "Just ring around your friends, like you said, and let me know how many contestants we can organise." He directed toward Jim. "If we can get enough interest, we can get our own unique fitness club going and we might even make a bit of money on the side." He winked. "We've come up with a fantastic way of utilising all this spare space." Arnold stood up and hugged Monica, provoking an eager response and nodded his head toward the bedroom next door. "I think it's time for some fun again guys, don't you?" NEW BEGINNINGS? Author's note: All the characters have now been developed for further adventures in the coming weeks. With the film projects that Arnold may have in mind, almost anything is possible. Please readers, let me know with your votes and/or Email comments. I would like to thank the creators of this unique site for giving aspiring novelists like myself the opportunity to explore our literary education. LAUREL especially, you're simply the best!