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The Loving Porn Queen  Ch. 01

By: Romantic1



This story has seven chapters. A reader jumping into the middle of this story will find themselves lost and wondering about the plot line and characters -- so please start at the beginning. This story has plenty of erotic situations as well as a dose of philosophy here and there. I posted this as a "Group" story, however, Lit assigned it as a Novel; parts of this could be published in Group, Erotic Couplings, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Anal and, of course, Romance. If you want to ready more about the Pixie (Chapter 4 plus), see my story 'The Pixie, Joy and Me'. Your votes and comments are solicited and encouraged.

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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to star in a porn film? 

I did up until about a year or so ago, then a bunch of things happened and the next thing I knew I'd appeared in several "X" rated films with some of my friends.

My name is Kara Barnett Turner. I'm thirty, five-foot five inches tall, with a nicely shaped '34C' top. I'm not bad looking and if I really 'doll up' I can even pass for 'hot'. I'm a dirty blond that translates to a brunette that keeps messing with lighter hair colors.

My childhood had been in a traditional family with parents that worried about all the things that parents are supposed to worry about: drinking, drugs, sex too early, unwanted pregnancies, slutty behavior and dress, wild parties, my reputation, who I hung out with, and on and on. Of course, I ended up just fine but I'm much more relaxed about life than my parents were. I have an older brother that is married to a small woman that we love and call the Pixie; they have two young children. We used to refer to the Pixie as a beach ball on a stick when she was pregnant.

I went to college in Texas and helped perpetuate that institution's reputation as a party school. I never flunked anything, but came close in a few courses my freshman year. I graduated on time, something about two-thirds of those that started with me didn't do. My parents have my diploma; tassel; and several smaltzy photos of me in cap and gown over their mantle at their home an hour outside of Columbus, Ohio. I live in Texas with my husband of three years.

Carl, my husband, is three years older than I am. He's a hunk, standing over six feet tall with sandy colored hair and a muscular frame. Sports are his thing; he's always trying something new and then excelling at them. He just mastered windsurfing for instance. We went together starting in my freshman year at State -- he played varsity football. The team didn't do too well that year. Carl thinks it might be because most of the team drank too much and shacked up with several 'honeys' in a nearby motel the nights before the last two 'big' games were played. I was not one of the 'honeys'. 

Anyway, Carl and I proceeded to really discover sex and fuck away his last year in college. I spent more time naked in his apartment than I did going to classes. Thank heavens I have some brains since I bluffed my way through the five courses I took each of those semesters.

After graduation Carl took a job in his hometown an hour's drive from campus. We saw each other frequently, yet not every day so I studied a lot, got good grades, and graduated on time. Whew!

I moved in with him right after graduation to my parent's chagrin. They liked Carl but just didn't think we should be living together without being married. We both assured them that modern couples our age did this -- and, in fact, we were right. 

Pretty soon we became like old married couples, I guess. We both worked hard at our jobs and started to save some money for a house and other material things we wanted in our lives. We discovered pretty quickly that we were not only sexually compatible but also shared a lot of the same values about when to have kids, how to save money, what to spend it on, and how to resolve our arguments. Most of our early arguments were about the division of labor in our household. Initially, Carl thought the wife should be his servant; I put a stop to that pretty quickly and we established a much more equitable distribution of household chores as well as a principle that 'If it bothers you and it's no one's job, then you do it.' 

When I turned twenty-six, Carl formally proposed marriage over a beautiful candlelight dinner at the local inn. We'd both matured a lot and had saved up a down payment on a 'dream home.' Our parents were ecstatic that we were finally going to make it legal. We both laughed but humored them.

We got married in Texas since more of our friends were now from there than where I grew up. Some of my old friends flew down for the ceremony and round of parties that we hosted. One girlfriend from my hometown was my maid of honor; we'd been like sisters growing up.

I could write a whole chapter just about our wedding, the parties around it and who did what to whom but I'll save that for another time.

Anyway, after the four days of partying and our weeklong honeymoon down in the Caribbean, Carl and I settled into married life. Actually, not much changed compared to our living together for the three years prior to the wedding ceremony except we bought The House.

I use capital letters to refer to The House since we went deep into debt to buy it, yet it had 'dream house' written all over it. We knew we over-reached financially but this place had so many nice features about it we talked ourselves into it. At least the economy was healthy and we had good jobs.

The House was one of three on heavily treed cul de sac in the best neighborhood in town - right near just the right elementary school. We were thinking ahead. The House was five years old so had all the latest appliances and personal touches that today's builders put in their flagship homes -- marble this and that, tile we loved, cove molding, niches, walk-in closets, and on and on. Further it had five bedrooms, three full baths, a family room, media room and a den, plus the dining and kitchen areas. We also figured we could finish off the basement sometime. The landscaping was the best in town and we even had a large pool and spa in the backyard. We each had fifteen-minute commutes to work too.

We loved The House and spent the next two and a half years putting our own touches on it with expensive drapes, furniture, wallpaper, and artwork. We stabilized on the mortgage payments after a couple of years but our credit card bills ran up a little more than we'd expected; that said The House looked unbelievably great and was our showcase and joy. We loved to entertain and show our decorating and home projects off to our friends and neighbors.

We had some wonderful neighbors all around us and thus a fantastic social life came with The House. Our neighbors were other people our own age that had similar struggles to pay off their homes and 'toys.' Our best friends and next-door neighbors were Sy (short for Simon) and Nancy, and on our other side Mike and June. We saw them almost everyday and got to know them very well and we each developed a unique bond together. 

Well, we all thought we were in house heaven until last year when the mortgage crisis hit and the economy started to turn sour. Sy had become a real estate agent after college -- and a good one; he specialized in first time buyers. After a couple of good years the real estate market soured he couldn't sell anything. Buyers in the property market had suddenly disappeared and further, the banks weren't too willing to issue mortgages to anyone.

Sy went for weeks without selling anything and those weeks turned into months. He tried hard, and even asked us for ideas or comments on his selling approaches. He telephoned constantly and had become very adept at laying out advertisements for the properties he should have been selling. Nothing worked. 

We watched with a hopeful air until one evening when the Sy and Nancy came by the house. Nancy had been 'let go' from her technology job at the bank she worked at. Suddenly they had no income and were really worried. 

"My God, we've got a $3,000 mortgage payment due the end of the month and that's all the cash we've got right now," Sy cried. 

"And we're almost maxed out on our Visa card," Nancy added. "This is not a good time for us." She looked really worried and was on the verge of crying.

I asked, "Can't your parents help? Siblings?"

"They're just making it on their retirement and social security. Our siblings are hopeless; they're always asking us for money."

We tried to be reassuring: one of Sy's houses would sell soon and Nancy would be quick to get another job -- after all, she was smart, talented and pretty.

Those reassurances were harder to voice a month later when nothing had changed except they'd exhausted themselves looking for new jobs or a real estate sale.

Then the bomb dropped in our own lap: Carl lost his job. He'd been working on CAD/CAM systems in the information systems group for a large manufacturing company. Revenues were down and profits were rapidly evaporating. The company announced a five hundred worker layoff across the board. Carl got a pink slip and a severance check of seven weeks pay plus accumulated vacation and sick time.

Now Sy and Nancy commiserated with us, hugging us and assuring us that all would be well. We postponed a mortgage payment on their advice, notifying the bank that we were in temporary financial troubles.

My job evaporated two weeks later. I'd been working as an editor and writer for a magazine headquartered about five miles from our home. As the economy tanked, so did advertising revenues and then so did some of the jobs -- including mine. I got some severance pay as well.

The night I got laid off, a Friday, Carl, Sy, Nancy and I sat around drinking rather heavily and talking about all the paths that we could have taken that would have us still employed or even wealthy.

As the evening wore on, Carl suggested we hit the hot tub, something we'd done often before -- but always in swimsuits. 

Sy said something about heading home to get his Speedo, but Nancy stood and said "It's time we took some risks and got daring, after all we're very close friends. We need to take risks to get jobs or make money. We'll start now with our social life." 

With that, Nancy stood in the middle of our back patio and carefully took off every piece of clothing she had on. Sy froze in place watching his wife, his six-foot body silhouetted against the lights of house. Sy had been a runner in college and still had that lean, square-jawed, look. He had dark hair and a wonderful sense of humor. 

We watched the unveiling of Nancy's gorgeous body in the dim light on our patio. She was about my height but with dark hair and had more in the tit and hip department than I did; yet without being a pound overweight. I'm sure we all noticed the little 'landing strip' of pubic hair she'd left after shaving most of her pubes. Totally nude, Nancy turned to us 'full frontal,' put her arms in the air in a playful gesture and went "Ta daaaa!"

That said, she turned, wagged he butt at us, and stepped into the hot tub. She leaned over rather intentionally revealing her ass and cunt to us, and triggered the bubbler then settled her body down into the tub. She let out a loud sigh of enjoyment we could all hear.

Sy, Carl and I all looked at each other. I guess we were trying to figure out if any of us had the daring that Nancy did to strip down and go into the tub naked. You have to understand that we'd been a very loving but also pretty sedate bunch of neighbors compared to Nancy's new standard.

I decided first. I stood, unbuttoned my blouse and shrugged it off my shoulders. Sy and Carl both had their eyes locked on me now, particularly when my frilly bra became visible. 

I unbelted and unbuttoned my shorts and stepped out of them, revealing bikini underwear that matched my bra. I could hear Carl's heavy breathing, a sign of his arousal. Sy remained frozen in place, shifting only his eyes between Nancy and me.

I unsnapped the bra from the front and shrugged that off my shoulders revealing my full breasts to our neighbors. I rubbed them sensuously then pushed my briefs down my legs and tossed them into a nearby chair. I likewise turned to the two men, raised my arms over my head, and said, "Ta daaa!"

I turned and walked to the spa adding a little extra something to my waggle. If I did this I wanted to do it well. I could almost sense the heavy breathing behind me.

Nancy rose and gave me a high five as I stepped into the hot tub. We both looked back at our husbands.

Both Sy and Carl slowly started to disrobe although there seemed to be a reluctance about being naked together. They seemed to pace each other.

When they were both nude the two of them stood and faced us and went "Ta daaa" in unison, both holding their hands up giving us a full frontal show of their swinging dingys. The two then came over and stepped into the tub.

Nancy and I grinned and surveyed both men as they neared the tub and got in, particularly each other's husbands. I concluded that Sy and Carl were about the same size and girth, both were mildly excited (I mean inflated), and both were handsome to a fault.

I grinned at Nancy and got an award-winning grin back. I slid over to Sy and she slid up to Carl. Both men looked shocked but we were good enough friends and had kidded around enough that they rolled with our advances.

I pulled Sy's arm around me and planted his hand firmly on my right breast. I watched Nancy do the same with Carl. 

I had actually felt myself flush as Sy's hand came in contact with my breast, a sign of my own arousal. I could feel my whole lower area get really sensitive to the little bubbles that were blowing around in the hot tub and then felt my pussy actually start to ache for contact. I opened my legs slightly so the bubbles could brush against my labia.

No one said anything but the guys just started to massage the breasts they'd been presented. We were watching one another, and if I say so myself, we were all getting turned on watching our spouses with our dear friends. 

Nancy turned and kissed Carl. It wasn't a chaste little peck on the cheek. She made contact with him and then I could see her tongue extend and enter Carl's mouth. Carl kissed back and soon his own tongue came into play. He bought his other hand up and massaged Nancy's other breast.

I turned to Sy. He'd already leaned towards me to kiss. We mashed into each other's faces with the heat of the moment. Now every nerve ending in my body went on alert and yelled, "More, more, more!"

Sy's other hand found my other breast and soon we'd almost forgotten about Carl and Nancy. We were busy forming some new kind of neighborly relationship.

I moved so I could sit in Sy's lap. As I did so I could feel his hard cock beneath me. I moved around a little on it, probably in some type of lap dance, until I could grasp his cock between my legs. He didn't penetrate but he had situated his prong right at ground zero.

Sy and I kissed some more, with a lot more feeling. He leaned in and started to suck on my breasts, bringing my nipples to a state of exceptional excitement. As he sucked on each tit and bit on my nips, I could feel twinges down in my nether region. Now all my systems were screaming "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Carl and Nancy were in about the same position we were in. I could see Carl sucking madly on one of Nancy's taut breasts.

I stood and pulled Sy out of hot tub and over to one of the loungers on our patio. Fortunately the outdoor lights were off, but we had plenty of light reaching us from inside the house. I pushed Sy down on the lounger and then bent over him and inhaled his already rigid cock.

Sy had a nice cock - long, like Carl's, with bulging blue veins along it, a purple, mushroomed cap, and a rigidity close to that of steel. I spent a couple of minutes sucking and blowing Sy in what I hoped was the best blowjob he'd ever gotten. I wanted to bring him pleasure.

Sy finally stopped me. He took my hands and pulled me farther up onto the lounger then he knelt between my legs, putting my legs over his shoulders. He buried his face in my pussy and in less than a minute brought me to an orgasm. It wasn't so much what he did as the entire atmosphere on the patio that appealed to me. I found it all so erotic and stimulating. 

Carl and Nancy had captured one of the other loungers and were similarly involved in oral sex with one another. I found myself pleased beyond description that Carl and Nancy were enjoying each other. I'd wanted to find someone for Carl to enjoy besides me and now that opportunity had arrived.

Sy moved up between my bent legs; kneeling in front of me, he slapped his erect cock across the lips of my dripping pussy.

"Do you want this?" he asked in a soft voice.

"Yes, now. Put it in - all the way. Cum in me when you're ready. How can I bring you pleasure?"

"You bring me pleasure by just being you," Sy said softly and then he kissed me tenderly.

I felt him lean into me, his cock at the moist entrance to my velvet tunnel. Then he slid into me with one long smooth stroke. I moaned rather loudly. I heard Nancy moan only a second or two later, no doubt as Carl's penis sank into her ripe body.

Sy and I moved around the lounger and he thrust into me in the missionary position. While one might have seen this as pure lust, there was a strong under current of love and caring between good friends. I thrust back, even wrapping my legs around him to urge him into my vaginal.

We banged into each other for several minutes and then I had another orgasm -- this one significantly more exciting than the one he'd given me from his cunninglingus. I stopped breathing, arched my back, and used my legs to lock Sy in place for about thirty seconds -- motionless. 

"Oh, my God, that was nice. Thank you neighbor," I said to him as I floated down from my high. My eyes blinking open to look at my lover.

"My pleasure, pretty lady," he said. "Here, let's change position and give our spouses a show."

Sy rolled over my leg and got behind me -- we were both on our left sides. He pulled my right leg up and then re-entered me with frictionless effort. We were facing Carl and Nancy who were fucking in the missionary position.

Nancy noticed us first. "Oh, that's so sexy. Look Carl, we can see Sy's cock going in and out of Kara's cunt. My God that's a turn on." She paused and added, "Let's show them what we're doing too."

Carl and Nancy adjusted their position on the adjacent chaise until they too both faced us and fucked, Carl behind Nancy with his cock pistoning in and out of her trimmed pussy.

The four of us fucked like this for about five minutes giving each other erotic eye candy. Feeling a cock thrusting into your pussy as you watch your husband thrusting his cock into another pussy raised my temperature a few more degrees; I wanted cum. I wanted to give pleasure to my three friends..

Sy finally said, "I'm getting near and I'd like to come over you again." 

We shifted positions; he mounted me again and then proceeded to drive into me at a frantic pace. I didn't know the human body could move that fast and produce that much pleasure. 

I started to cum ... and cum ... and cum. Sy exploded into me. I could feel jet after jet of his semen pouring into me as he made his final thrusts into me. His back arched and I heard him take a huge gulp of air before his breathing stopped. Minutes later he gasped for air as the wave of pleasure finished washing through him. I'd become pure mush by this time from my own climaxes. 

Sy fell onto me, kissing me madly -- hot, passionate kisses. He leaned in a whispered in my ear, "Kara, I love you."

I pushed him back slightly so I could look him in the face; "And Sy Reynolds, I love you."


The Loving Porn Queen  Ch. 01



Eventually we floated down to earth from our climaxes and, still connected, we looked over at Carl and Nancy. They were still watching us.

Carl said, "I've watched a lot of porn as you know, yet that was one of the sexiest and most erotic things I've ever seen."

Nancy said, "I can attest to that. I think Carl's three inches longer and twice as thick now versus when we started. He's so nice!" She wiggled her pussy around and Carl rolled his eyes heavenward.

Nancy leaned around and kissed Carl whispering something to him I couldn't hear. The two of them started to pick up their pace a little then Nancy pulled away from Carl, pulled off of him and stood beside the lounger.

Carl rolled onto his back in the center of the lounger and Nancy mounted him so they were facing each other. Carl reached up and fondled Nancy's breasts; she started to ride him hard, each time sliding almost all the way off his cock then dropping her lithe body down onto his torso. Nancy's breasts swayed seductively as she moved above him.

Sy and I watched the two of them slamming their bodies into each other; Carl pushing his cock upward to meet Nancy's energetic down strokes with her entire body. As their bodies came together over and over again I could feel Sy harden deep inside me where his flaccid cock still nested. Further, I could feel my own juices flow once again. My God they were 'hot.' 

Nancy started to emit a little, almost silent "ouuh" each time her body jammed down onto Carl. At first the sounds were almost inaudible but then they got louder and louder as her efforts increased and then, in one loud shriek, she came. Carl must have cum too for the two of them held their arched bodies tight against one another until Nancy collapsed atop Carl.

Sy and I were quiet and left them to their reverie. Both had their eyes closed extending the sense of union and passion they'd just shared.

Gradually Carl's eyes blinked open then Nancy's. She nestled into his arms as I lay in Sy's. 

"You two put on a nice spectacular," I said.

Sy added, "I second that. You made me get sort of hard again and I haven't even departed the folds of Kara's loveliness from the first time." He pumped into me a couple of times.

"Can we do this again ... and again ... and again?" Nancy asked rhetorically. "I love this man," she said as she leaned in and kissed a very happy looking Carl.

"I think this has all the potential to really improve an already great neighborhood," I added. Sy and Carl joined in the laughter.

We cooed and cuddled with one another for another ten minutes before Sy broke the mood with a large yawn. Nancy chided him for bad behavior but we were all carrying some heavy loads on our shoulders as we struggled with trying to find work.

Sy and Nancy eventually collected their clothing from the patio chairs. Rather than dress the two slipped through the dark shadows into their own backyard and into the back door of their house. 

Carl came over to me, cuddled me into him on the lounger and asked, "You all right with what happened? We'd had a lot to drink but I knew what I was doing. That was a very nice evening and personally I'd love to do it again."

"Oh yes," I said. "It wasn't planned and yet I'm glad it happened." I paused and kissed Carl. "More than that, I wouldn't mind if it happened some more too. I like the change of pace, plus I found it erotic watching you and Nancy screw -- particularly when the two of you came while she rode you. Her breasts shook in time with your thrusts. You both looked so happy plus I think I made Sy happy."

Carl got hard again; I was still horny. I angled Carl around until he could launch his cock into my pussy. We shared a romantic fuck on the lounger until we both came and then held each other tight for a while. Somehow the cares of the day and about finding jobs faded slightly as sleep approached. Eventually we went inside and went to bed.

Nancy arrived the next morning carrying her usual cup of black coffee. She didn't knock; she just opened the back door and came into the kitchen. Carl sat in his boxers and I wore a little robe that did little to hide my long legs.

"Good morning everyone," Nancy said. "I just want you to know I had the best time over here last night. That was a great barbeque and hot tub and all that other stuff." She smiled lecherously at Carl and toasted him with her cup of coffee.

"Well we had a good time too," Carl offered as he patted the seat beside him. Nancy went and slid into the breakfast nook and kissed him on the cheek.

"Where's Sy?" I asked.

"He's on the telephone trying to put together a couple of showings for later today," Nancy said.

The three of us talked some more about plans and hopes for the showings until Sy appeared at the door carrying his own cup of coffee.

We all looked expectantly at him but he shook his head.

"Nope," he said. "I couldn't get anyone interested enough to even look the property let alone think about buying it. Heck I tried to get one couple to look at it just to get decorating ideas for their apartment but they turned me down."

We all sighed and went into 'mope mode'. I went and held Sy and kissed him on the cheek. The kiss seemed to perk him up a little.

I asked him, "Did you like what we did last night?"

Sy looked surprised. "Of course," he said. "It was wonderful. I've wanted to be with you for a long time and I hope we can do it again sometime -- soon."

"Carl and I feel the same way," I told him. 

Sy said, "You know I meant what I said, about loving you."

"I did too," I told him.

Carl said, "We said that too -- I love you, I mean." Nancy put her head on Carl's shoulder.

Sy said, "One thing we don't want to have happen is for anybody to feel like this is cheap or slutty or that it threatens their marriage."

"Quite the opposite," I said. "I feel more fulfilled and happy, in spite of the rest of me feeling like shit because I'm out of work." We laughed.

We kicked around the issue of jealousy and agreed the emotion would only arise if one of us felt we would lose something or were getting inequitable treatment in some way. We pledged to periodically test to be sure that everyone felt they were gaining something rather than losing something, and that they felt they were getting their share. We wanted open communications amidst our open relationships.

Nancy said, "I don't want to possess or own Carl -- or Sy for that matter. I want to bring them pleasure, to satisfy their needs -- and not just the physical ones. I really want to be here for you guys.

"I feel the same way," I told her. I went and hugged her, placing a kiss on her forehead.

Carl amplified on one point that went by. "Last night I felt such joy at watching Kara getting pleasured by Sy. When she felt good, so did I. When she came, I almost did too. I'm on her wavelength as well as on Nancy's. I feel so connected to you all."

We agreed that we should try to maintain this attitude of finding pleasure when your loved one finds pleasure, even when it's with someone else. Somewhere in the midst of our talk we started to cite the rules that society and various churches try to impose on us; we agreed that there should be exceptions to monogamy and that we thought we qualified. The word 'Love' came into the discussion a lot.

We agreed to meet again that evening for a repeat performance. Carl and I both had a list of "to do's" for the weekend and wanted to get to them. For that matter, so did Sy and Nancy. We parted and agreed to get together at their house for a potluck dinner.

*****

Three weeks later we'd made love a lot between the four of us but none of us had jobs. As I reflect back, I think we substituted sex versus doing one more futile thing in our job hunts. The 'down' economy meant companies just weren't hiring.

One night the four of us had had a particularly exciting love making session in our king-size bed and were lying there panting in the afterglow that accompanies good sex. I said, "I get such a rush from watching the two of you make love. And Nancy, when you were getting DP'd by Carl and Sy, I practically came just from watching."

"Well, tomorrow you can be on the receiving end," Nancy said as she squeezed my hand then stroked the erect nipple on one of my breasts. "I think our toy boys are sort of done for the night. Twice is all they can regularly muster."

"Different physiology," Carl said somewhat defensively as he hugged me. We laughed. "We just need recovery time."

I added, "What we ought to do is tape it so we'll have something to watch at moments like this." I held my arms open to Nancy and she slid into them. I smoothed her breasts and we kissed. We had increasingly toyed with girl-girl encounters in front of the guys, initially it was to tease them but then we discovered that we could bring pleasure to each other too. Each time I touched Nancy's skin, however, I got a charge and I know she did too.

Nancy turned and the two of us kissed. We pulled away and checked with each other then kissed again, this time with more passion and more tongue. We played and pushed, running our hands over each other's bodies.

My fingers found her wet slit, still dripping with the juices from the two fucks she'd had with Carl. I massaged her clit as she found mine. We both moaned.

I pushed Nancy down from our kneeling position on the bed and then went down on her. None of us had ever gone down on another after we'd had intercourse. I relished in the tastes I found in Nancy's vagina. First I tasted Carl's cum, a unique flavor that changed slightly with his diet. I liked him best when he was into fruits and veggies. I'd mastered Blowjobs 101 back in college and never lost the touch or the enjoyment of his taste. Mixed with his familiar taste, however, I found a wonderful perfumed musk - Nancy.

I licked and drank in as much of the potent fluid as I could, savoring every drop. "Bring some up for me," Nancy said. I captured a mouthful and moved up her body, depositing the creamy fluids into her mouth.

"Oh, yum," she said after she'd savored it and swallowed. "I can't believe I actually like tasting myself. Now let me do you."

I lay back and Nancy went down on me. As she did, I saw that Carl had retrieved our expensive camcorder and started to capture our Sapphic lovemaking. I felt secretly glad about being taped so I let myself go more than usual and in no time at all Nancy had me writhing and moaning as she licked and sucked my pussy. Soon I came, adding still more of my juice to what Nancy had already found in my nether region.

Nancy came up and we kissed. She shared some of the cum and fluids that she'd found there and they actually tasted like pure and unadulterated passion, sex and eroticism. I loved them.

We both lay back on the bed. Nancy nestled in my arms. Sy lay next to us stroking his hardening cock. Carl panned around the bedroom then turned off the camera. "There," he said, "THAT should give us something to watch. Let me rewind it and I think I can play it back on the bedroom TV."

He tinkered with the camera and a couple of cables, finally getting the camera attached to the TV. After a couple of attempts Nancy and I suddenly appeared splashed across the large TV screen. All four of us settled back to watch the ten-minute video, even though it had just happened moments before.

The last few minutes of my eating Nancy's pussy, including my licking and sucking the fluids from her body had been captured in living color. Carl had then gotten a close-up of me dribbling the fluids into Nancy's mouth. The scene on the TV shifted as Nancy went down on me. Carl got in close; we could see her tongue lapping at my clit and hear my moans and groans on the sound track and watch as I humped my mound into her mouth in pleasure. He panned back out so you could see the two of us on the bed -- Nancy's beautiful little ass wiggling around, her cunt still dripping his cum as she assaulted my pussy. Then the grande finale, my orgasm followed by Nancy sharing the cum and juices from my pussy with me.

When the tape ended both Sy and Carl had hard-on's like rock. Carl pushed me over and sank his cock into my pussy. Beside us Sy started to pound into Nancy. In only a few minutes I felt Carl splash the inside of my cunt with a large wash of cum. We collapsed and watched only thirty seconds more before Sy did the same thing to Nancy.

"Wow," I said, "we should watch porn more often. I didn't know it turned you guys on so much. I mean we've done it before, you know to spice up an evening, but nothing like this; and the third time, same night too."

Sy added, "What a turn-on you two were. Imagine if we could bottle all that up and sell it. We'd make a fortune."

A very long silence ensued as the three of us looked appraisingly at Sy.

"What'd I say?" he said. "What'd I say?" 

"You may have just solved all our money problems," Carl said. Nancy and I nodded.

"How's that?" he asked, still not realizing the extent of his suggestion.

"We're going into the porn business," I said. Nancy nodded in agreement.

"We're really good at fucking and from what we just saw Carl can take really great videos with that camera. We can make DVDs and maybe even do an online porn site."

"But there are so many of them," Sy said. "How would we differentiate ourselves from the hundreds of others?"

"Quality," Carl said. "I've seen a lot of porn in my day and let me tell you, objectively, that just the few minutes we taped of Nance and Kara were some of the hottest I've ever seen. It's obvious they're amateurs and that's a nice niche market. Further, think of what we thought of each other the first night we all did this. We really turned each other on -- big time. Imagine being able to capture that emotion on tape."

"Don't forget we were already in love with each other by then," I added.

"Does anybody have any concern about their reputations?" Sy asked, obviously concerned.

"Not as much as I have about losing my house and some of the nice things we've collected," Nancy said.

"Whoa," Sy said, "what about our parents? Our brothers and sisters, just to mention a few?"

I said, "Well, I don't think my parents cruise the net looking at porn sites. My brother might," I added thoughtfully.

"We could disguise ourselves a little," Nancy said. "You know, like a wig with different hair color, make-up, and tanning spray."

"We could also edit the clips when we get full face shots," Carl added. "But, really, if we're going to do this, we have to be prepared for public exposure some time. Are we that desperate that this is our last resort?"

The three of us said, "YES" in unison. Carl just nodded.

Sy asked, "How would we get it up on the Internet or in adult shops?"

"Getting it on the Internet is easy," Carl and Nancy both said simultaneously. 

Carl continued, "Look, both Nancy and I worked in information systems and know all the computer and network stuff that will allow us to build an electronic commerce porn site. I also remember reading somewhere that there is a national association of adult film producers or some such, and we can probably find out more information through them."

"OK, tomorrow let's start doing some serious research about how we could do this," I suggested. "Right now I'm fucked out and I want to get some sleep cuddled against someone I love." 

Sy and Nancy slipped on their robes, thanked us for the evening and left our bedroom with the pledge that we'd meet again tomorrow after we'd all thought about it and perhaps explored a little bit.

The next day, we each had something to report when we got together at five o'clock for cocktails. The four of us sat naked in our hot tub just enjoying the relaxing swirling of the water and the wine in our glasses.

Carl started, "Well, I've talked to about twenty people on the phone today, all were in the adult entertainment business in some way. The best info came from the Adult Film and Video Association -- the AFVA. They had a lot of pointers about copyrights, legal protection, avoiding local lawsuits for violating sin laws, not to mention how to market DVDs and videos."

He went on, "I checked with the county government and unless we're opening a bar or lounge there are no restrictions on filming or production in this state providing we're all over eighteen. The best news, however, is that I talked to an outfit in L.A. that mass-produces and markets adult DVDs. They already have the distribution channels set up to several thousand adult shops and have their own sales web site too. We could piggyback on them and they're a multi-million dollar a year business. They encouraged us to set up our own web site with teasers and photos on it but want us to link to them for sales -- of course, they get a cut of the action."

Nancy spoke next, "Well, I spent the morning picking apart some of the best porn sites on the Internet. By lunch I was pretty horny," she shot Sy a lecherous glance, "so I lost about half an hour there. Anyway, I understand a lot of how they've set up and run the sites. I see a lot of room for innovating, by the way. Also, there is a lot of legalese on every one of those sites about being over eighteen to visit and so forth; I think we need to be aware as we launch this about the legal aspect of this business. The technology part will be snap."

She continued, "I also worried the makeup and wig side of things. This afternoon, with Sy's help, we took some photos after I'd spent some time trying to change my appearance." She reached beside the spa and pulled up a large envelope she struggled to keep dry. She reached into the folder and pulled out about half a dozen pictures. We passed the snapshots around our circle.

"I think the wig, particularly the long hair, does the best job of changing how I look," Nancy said. "Next is probably the rouge and dark eye makeup, although in this photo I went over the top; it's too gaudy and slutty, at least for me."

We agreed that certainly Nancy and I would be able to change our appearance - slightly, at least to the extent that we could make even close friends wonder about who they were watching and whether it was us.

"What about the guys?" I asked.

Nancy just shrugged. "We don't have any guy wigs. I don't know what we can do to change how they look except maybe sideburns and henna tattoos. I'll take on that challenge next."

Sy spoke next starting with a smile and a glance at Nancy; "Well except for losing a half hour at lunch, I did worry the legal side of this. One of my fraternity brothers is a lawyer and much to my surprise represented an adult film company when the state went after them for violation of the state's pornography laws. He won. He's sending me a copy of most of the relevant statutes. He said to be sure that whomever we used in any of our work that we could prove they were over eighteen at the time of filming. He also said we need to keep files -- records of all we do, who's involved and so on. He also wants us to be squeaky clean about our finances; he said many states have shut down adult businesses and web sites and such because of sloppy bookkeeping."

The all looked at me. I said, "I woke up horny so I watched porn all day," I snickered. "Anyway, after I stopped jilling off, I realized that a lot of the videos are formula and I think I've got it down."

"What's that?" Carl asked.

"Well, we all know that porn films have no plot to them, but the better ones, the ones that we remember and that have made money, actually do. I mean there are boyfriend-girlfriend, nurse-patient, and boss-secretary kind of stuff, but the best sellers and the ones with staying power have real plots, like the Opening of Misty Beethoven. My guess that those films have made millions -- like Debbie Does Dallas."




The Loving Porn Queen  Ch. 01



I went on, "Then there's what the action entails. I made a list." I pulled a scrap of paper I'd made notes on from beside the hot tub. "Not necessarily in order, the following scenes seem to be in most flicks where there's just a guy and gal involved: seductive strip scene, blowjob, cunninglingus, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggie, prone reverse cowboy, possibly anal, and then, of course, the money shot at the end or a cream pie."

"If the flick involves more than two people then you can add in more anal and double penetration somewhere, fucking with simultaneous blowjobs, and some kind of girl-on-girl action, perhaps with dildos. None of our stuff had any guy-on-guy; I'm guessing that's only for the gay or bi crowd and it's not Carl's thing anyway."

I continued, "When there are two guys and two girls in the film, it's much sexier if there is some switching back and forth as well as some two or three on one. Whatever happens has to be consistent with whatever the plot is."

Carl got out of the spa and got another round of drinks; I put an apron on and laid some hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill. I was nude under the apron. We talked some more about the various aspects of being in the adult entertainment business as well as talking about how the four of us would work together.  Sy and Nancy vacated the spa and we all sat nude around our patio table.

We decided we would go fifty-fifty on expenses and that we'd set up a limited liability corporation. Sy's lawyer friend could help us there since we wanted to protect what savings and assets we had should we get sued for any reason.

As dinner progressed we sat around thinking of various plot lines we could use. We decided we would try to shoot an hour-long film, aiming to duplicate the success of classic films like Misty Beethoven, Deep Throat, and Debbie Does Dallas. I got a pad of paper and we made some more notes about plot lines. I could feel my creative juices start to flow, not to mention my vaginal juices.

Nancy finally said, "Let's practice!" and then in a quieter voice, "Besides, all this talking about sex has me dripping down my legs. I need to get fucked and soon." We all agreed to this great idea and headed into the house and up to our bedroom.

The four of us were already naked; we paired off and messed around with oral sex for a few minutes. Both Nancy and I came thanks to the guys' wonderful tongues.

"Let's try filming some of this," Carl said reaching for the camera.

We agreed and so Carl filmed while Sy, Nancy and I went at it in a threesome. We'd pause frequently so Carl could take up a new camera angle or zoom in on Sy's cock plunging into one of our cunts.

"Have you guys done a lot of anal?" Nancy asked quietly.

"No, have you," I replied.

"Not even once. I'm still a virgin there," Nancy replied. "I'm not sure I'm ready to even try it."

"We've done it a couple of times but that's all. Watch. Come here Sy." I reached in the bedside table drawer and produced a tube of lubricant then I beckoned Sy over to me as I rolled onto my stomach and stuck my ass in the air. I felt a dollop of the cool gel hit my ass and then Sy's cock as he spread it around near my entrance.

I relaxed my muscles and Sy gradually slid his cock into ass, moving back and forth gently, until I felt his groin push up against my buttocks. His cock had buried itself to its greatest depth. He started to thrust into me and I felt all those unusual but nice feelings that lead to orgasms start up. We kept going as Carl zoomed in and around us with the camera. 

Next thing I knew, Nancy lay beside me in the same "ass up" position I'd started with. She turned to her husband and said, "OK lover, try me, but please be slow and gentle."

Sy said softly, "I want to bring you pleasure, not pain. Remember I love you, right?" Nancy nodded but I could tell this was a stretch for her.

Sy pulled out of me slowly and Carl zoomed in on my open pucker after his cock exited. Sy picked up the lubricant and applied some to Nancy's ass. I watched as he then tried to penetrate her virginal ass. I coached Nancy about how to relax her sphincter muscles and allow penetration. Not that it did any good, but suddenly I saw Sy's cock sink deep into his wife's butt. He paused allowing her to get used to the fullness within her. 

"Oh my God," Nancy said. "I feel like I want to ... you know, but it also feels so good."

Sy started to slowly thrust in and out of her, starting with little oscillations and building up to more significant ones. He went deeper too. Carl moved around with the camera as well as a raging hard-on.

I slid under Nancy and sucked on her breasts and fingered her clit as Sy pumped in her. I worked a finger into her vagina and had just started to move it in sync with Sy's motions when Nancy exploded in an orgasm. I noted that neither Sy nor I stopped our attentions to her. She went into further spasms and then into one indefinitely long continuous orgasm that just made her a moaning lump of flesh receiving pleasure from the two of us.

Sy finally built up to his own climax, announcing that shooting a load into Nancy's' ass could happen any second. Carl leaned in and whispered something to him, the camera focused on where Sy's cock penetrated her body.

Suddenly Sy suddenly pulled out of Nancy's butt and as she lay moaning in her orgasm; he ejaculated about five long spurts of creamy cum across her back and buttocks. I leaned in and started to lick up the emissions, looking pleased as punch for the camera as I did so. As I licked, Nancy collapsed onto the bed in an almost delirious state.

I reached over and grabbed Sy's cock and massaged him a little as Carl filmed the action between us.

Carl set up a tripod beside the bed and then put the camera on it. He came over and nudged me onto my back on the side of the bed nearest the camera. He then plunged his cock into me, telling me how hot he'd gotten watching all of the action between the three of us.

He didn't last very long, perhaps two minutes of intense pumping as I urged him on. I dropped my leg on the side towards the camera so it could capture his cock moving and in and out of my wet cunt.

Things got soggier when Carl pulled out and delivered his own money shot. The first shot of cum splattered up my chest onto my left breast; the next wasn't so powerful and only made my abdomen. The last several shots plastered his creamy cum over my pussy. I actually came as I felt a jet hit my clitoris and thought about what we'd just done.

The next day Carl loaded the entire video onto his computer. He had a video-editing program that had come with the computer that he used to remove unwanted clips and to build our first video. He added some music and titles on the front and back as well as some transitions between scenes. After dinner at Sy and Nancy's, Carl produced the pilot DVD from the night before.

The four of us went into Sy and Nancy's family room and drew the curtains for both darkness and privacy. Carl popped the DVD into the player and fired up the large screen TV set. The title screen appeared and then faded to a scene he'd done of the four of us weeks before sitting around the patio. Even though the camera had been on a tripod he'd been able to do some zooming with his computer program so the images weren't so static. 

Suddenly, as had actually happened, a rainsquall hit. We all scrambled inside the house. The next scene we were all sitting around the kitchen. Carl massaged Nancy's shoulders as Sy rubbed my back. We were very attentive to each other. I guess we were heading towards some group sex even back then only didn't know it.

Then the scene faded into Sy with his cock just about to enter my pussy. On the soundtrack I urged him into me as Nancy sat beside us with encouraging words too. Then there were long fuck scenes and then our anal swap sex.

Somehow Carl transitioned to the two of us fucking and zoomed in on his last cum shot. 

In the final scene we were all dressed and coming back out onto the patio after the rainstorm. We all looked very content and each had a drink in our hands. I appeared on screen and toweled off the patio seats and we reassembled around the table with a brief toast. The whole video lasted about thirty minutes.

I said. "Well done guys and a big kiss for my video editor. You've missed your true calling in life."

"I need to be fucked," Nancy said reaching for Carl's cock. "Put the whole thing on again. I want to watch it while Carl has me impaled on that nice stick he has." She started to unbutton his shirt.

Sy hit a few buttons on the remote control and the video started playing from the beginning again. He then turned to me and started to peel my clothing from my body. "Take me, Lover," I told him.

The four of us fucked yet again as the video played to the end. We were all spent and content as the last cum shot of the short video ended. The TV screen went black.

*****

We called the business we formed Loving Enterprises, LLC. We formally issued shares as Sy's lawyer recommended and did minutes of our opening business meetings. We kept all our corporate records and minutes in a large notebook that came with our incorporation documents and seal from the state. I'd somehow ended up as corporate secretary so I had to make sure everything stayed legal.

Sy also set up a separate bank account for the business. Each family put in $500 to get things started, a painful experience for both us given how hard up we were for cash. Part of the money went to the state to file our incorporation and Carl took some money to buy some floodlights so our videos would look better and less amateurish. Nancy also took some of the money to buy some makeup and hairpieces. 

In the meantime, we were visiting one or the other's house most evenings and fucking our brains out, often re-watching the DVD that Carl had made as our test. I thought the test video showed a lot of potential.  I had watched a lot of porn -- everything we had in both homes as well as lots of stuff from Internet; ours had to be the hottest thing I'd seen even though some of the transitions were choppy and it had obviously been made on different days.

One thing I didn't like was the lack of plot. If we were going to make an adult film, we wanted it to be memorable. Thus, our film had to have a plot and some action in it -- not just fucking. I started a notebook for our first video, putting ideas and notes in it almost every few minutes as the days passed. Soon I had the makings for a more than credible and sexy movie plot.

Nancy built a test web site and got a catchy domain name for our online site - lovesonline. She knew her stuff and when she showed us the mock-up on her laptop we were all impressed. We'd taken photographs one evening as we'd made love and contributed the sexy photographs to her effort; I could tell she'd done a lot of Photoshop work on them.

I spent the next ten days outlining a plot for our porno movie, blocking out scenes and visualizing what we'd produce and what it would look like. Nancy accepted my direction about getting various rooms in our homes set up to shoot different scenes, particularly de-cluttering the backgrounds in the rooms so they'd be more camera friendly. Already I could see that we really wanted a few more people on the team to make this film what it had the potential to be.

About this time an interesting situation developed with our other next-door neighbors -- Mike and June.

To be continued



The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 02



This story has seven chapters. A reader jumping into the middle of this story will find themselves lost and wondering about the plot line and characters -- so please start at the beginning. This story has plenty of erotic situations as well as a dose of philosophy here and there. I posted this as a "Group" story, however, Lit assigned it as a Novel; parts of this could be published in Group, Erotic Couplings, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Anal and, of course, Romance. If you want to ready more about the Pixie (Chapter 4 plus), see my story 'The Pixie, Joy and Me'. Your votes and comments are solicited and encouraged.

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About that time our foursome turned into a six-some with the addition of Mike and June Pearson that lived on the other side of us from Sy and Nancy. They had the four of us over for cookout one Saturday evening. We could barely seen their home through the trees and so had seldom thought that they could see any of the frolicking in our hot tub or pool from their house. 

June came up to me as we were both sipping our wine and said in very friendly tone, "Kara, come with me a moment. There's something I want to show you upstairs."

I followed her up the sweeping stairway in her nice home. When we got to the upper landing she led me into the master bedroom. As we approached the window she said, "We hadn't meant to pry but about two weeks ago I happened to look out this window while you were 'all' in your hot tub."

She didn't say anything else but just gestured towards the window. I looked through the glass and saw our hot tub nicely illuminated from the lights in the house as plain as day, even in the dim light of the evening.

June said haltingly, "We watched you all ... you know, make love. Mike too. He fucked me as I held the window frame and we both watched you all doing each other."

I was momentarily speechless. I turned to her to say something and much to my surprise she kissed me -- hard. I automatically kissed back.

"Wow!" I said when she pulled away. "We just sort of started ..." I trailed off without a clue where to take the conversation.

"Kara," June said, "Mike and I want to be part of your group -- if you'll have us." She looked at me with big blue eyes. "We really, really like all you guys ... and well, we also like the idea of swinging. We've never done it before but think ... well, you get the idea."

She looked at me for approval but I remained speechless. She held me and gave me another loving hug.

"Of course, if you don't want us, we'll understand," she started reluctantly.

I interrupted, "Oh, no. That's not the issue. I'm only one of four votes if it's even something we vote on."

"Well, if you don't, I mean, I'd be embarrassed if ..."

I interrupted again, "Don't worry, we really, really like you too, it's just we all thought we were being pretty careful about being seen. Come let's see what the others think." I took her hand in mine and led us back towards the stairway. We went downstairs. I continued to hold June's hand as we walked into the kitchen where all the others had gathered to help in the preparation of dinner.

I started, "Friends, your attention please." I made eye contact with Carl, Sy and Nancy, and winked at Mike. "June and Mike have a wonderful view of our hot tub and pool. Accordingly they have correctly figured out that we have been making love frequently in the great outdoors, even consummating their own relationship as they watched us consummate ours. Most importantly, however, is they wish to be included. Comments?"

All five faces stared at me no doubt trying to absorb the blunt statements with which I had posed June's proposition. A long awkward silence filled in the room.

I walked over to Mike and put my arms around his neck and kissed him rather passionately. As we separated, Nancy came over and pasted her body against Mike and also gave him an earth-moving kiss of epic dimensions.

Mike was easy to be attracted to. He had that tall hunky, masculine profile and could have been a movie star. He worked out yet had a pretty laid-back approach to life. June turned me on too -- a tall, lithe blond with a dynamo inside that made her unstoppable. Unlike Nancy and I, June did not have large breasts; no 'flop factor' Nancy called it. I loved them both.

I started to talk as I held one of Mike's hands; "June, you used the word "swingers" upstairs and we don't see ourselves that way. I think of swinging as frivolous sex, mainly for one's own gratification -- no love and lots of lust. Sy, Nancy, Carl and I are lovers and we love each other very much; our love has grown each day since we've known each other let alone started our physical relationship a few weeks ago. Our motivation for being together is not to 'swing' but to bring happiness and joy to people we care about."

I went on, "I'll state this briefly, but we should talk about this more if you think you agree. We are not jealous nor are we possessive of each other. We are secure about ourselves and about our relationship with our spouse. We just don't feel the need to be exclusive with only one other person. We all believe it is possible to love more than one person in an intimate relationship and that, at least for Nancy and me, that can include a person of the same sex. Love is our bonding agent."

Both Mike and June were nodding in agreement as I talked. I went on, "We take pleasure in watching the people we love get pleasured; we're not in this for our own gain although it can sure get nice sometimes." I grinned widely. "We are constantly looking for ways to express our love to each other that go beyond having sex in some way. We want to see each other's needs and wants fulfilled. We are amazingly empathetic with each other -- we're in sync. We are in love."

Mike turned to me slowly and said, "Kara, I love you and have felt connected to you whenever we've been together. I know there's more I can give and hope you'll accept it as I discover how to make you happy." He turned to Nancy and said, "Nancy, I love you too. I need to find out how to love you more too."

Carl reached over and took June's hand and gently pulled her to him, kissing her tenderly as their two faces met. He then turned her so Sy could kiss her. I noticed she had a tear in one eye.

"I'll take that as a big 'Yes,' from all of you," I said loudly as the last of the welcome kisses were going on.

As some of us returned to the process of preparing dinner, Carl said to Mike and June, "We've been operating under an unspoken rule that we all have to be present to have our intimate times together but I can see that might change since some of us may have to travel or be away when we want to be together. I'm not sure what other unspoken rules we've created for our extended family. We know we are not too compliant with society's rules about monogamy and exclusivity, as Kara mentioned. We don't consider any topic sacred; if you have a question please bring it up to one of us or all of us."

Carl went on, "We also don't want to upset our marriages even though we feel we're transcending them, thus we've been testing frequently whether this life style is something we're content with."

Mike spoke up, "I like all that you said. That sits really well with us. We can live with all of that and I like your openness and receptivity to new things and questions. I do have a question, however, do Sy and you ... err, you know ..."

Carl chuckled and said, "No. We are the best of friends and don't mind casual physical contact, particularly when we're making love to the same woman at the same time, but we are not physical lovers the way Nancy and Kara are occasionally -- particularly when they've worn us out." Carl looked over at us and Nancy and I stuck our tongues out at him.

"There's one more thing," Carl started slowly. "You know we're all out of work?"

Mike and June nodded.

"Well, none of us can find work and the prospect is sort of bleak given the economy. We're going to keep trying but something else has come up that we're starting to pursue. It started quite by accident one night a couple of weeks ago when we videoed a couple of our sessions and played it back for a little extra stimulation."

June volunteered, "Mike has taped us making love."

Carl went on, "Well, we liked our own porno movie -- a lot; so much so that we've decided to go into the adult entertainment business."

After a long silence Mike and June both started laughing. The rest of us looked puzzled.

Mike finally blurted out, "About a week ago when we were watching one of our own videos, we said to each other that it'd be fun to be in a porn movie sometime. Now, here you are, right next door telling me you'll fulfill our fantasies. What fun!"

June said as she finished preparing the salad, "I'm a little shy about this; I've never done group sex before. How do you start? How do we start with you guys?"

"Don't worry," Carl said putting the salad on a tray to take outside, "Let's take this slow so you feel comfortable. After dinner cuddle up with Sy or me and we'll see where things go. Also as you watch Mike with Kara or Nancy you can check with yourself whether this is really something you want to do."

June nodded.

Sy announced, "I'm hungry. Won't anybody here feed me?" His pronouncement reminded us we were there for a cookout and we got things back on track for the rest of dinner.

As we sat at the picnic table on Mike and June's back porch, they both quizzed us about the film we intended to make. I kept thinking that we needed more people for production and perhaps participation to add some diversity to our film offerings rather than have it only be the four of us. The more we talked, the more they seemed to be interested in participating.

After dinner the six of us all helped with clean up. 

"Do you guys want to swim?" June asked as I stood looking at their backyard pool.

"Heck yes!" I said instantly. "It's about eighty-five and the sun has already set. Today's been a scorcher. I'm glad we have AC in the house but the pool seems like a great idea."

Carl and Nancy had been listening to the conversation and agreed that a swim would be just the thing.

I winked at Nancy. Nancy and I walked near the pool and started to remove our clothing. Mind you, there wasn't too much of it. If I counted right we each had on four items of clothing: blouse, shorts, bra and panties. They were all in a pile in seconds.

We turned to face the rest of the group, waved and jumped into the pool. When we came up Carl and Sy were in the process of stripping down and Mike and June were just getting in the spirit of things a little late.

The water felt fantastic on my nude body. I floated around the pool with my eyes closed until I felt a masculine pair of arms envelope me from the back. I knew immediately it wasn't Sy or Carl; in a split second I figured the arms belonged to Mike. I opened my eyes and turned so I could face him. I kissed him with a full body press, my naked breasts pushed into his sculptured chest, my body pressed against his growing hardness. He brought up both hands so he could fondle and touch my breasts. I liked his style and his assertiveness. Below the water level I could feel his cock start to inflate further and push against me.

June had found Sy; they too were standing and kissing. Sy must have had his cock between June's legs because he oscillated slightly to and fro against her body but the angle appeared wrong for actual penetration. 

As we watched, Carl picked up Nancy and put on the side of the pool. He then pried her legs apart and thrust his tongue deep into her pussy. She moaned, signaling that whatever nerve endings he'd just touched were the right ones. 

"Would you like to do that to me," I whispered to Mike. He nodded enthusiastically. I swam to Nancy and hefted myself out of the water and sat next to her. She grabbed my hand and held it to her naked breast.

Mike wondered about our proximity to the other couple. I said, "It'll be more erotic. Trust me. You can watch four breasts instead of two. You can even fondle everything that's within reach."

I pulled Mike to me then leaned down and kissed him, running my tongue around his mouth. I pushed his head down towards my pussy and commanded, "Eat me!"

Mike lacked the talent in cunnilingus that Carl and Sy had, but what he lacked in talent he made up for with enthusiasm. Plus, being eaten by a new man I found to be exciting, thus I peaked rather quickly. I had a small orgasm only a couple of minutes after he started. Moreover, I loved playing teacher.

Mike's hands had been pretty much holding onto my legs as he ate me. I took his hand nearest Nancy and put it on one of her breasts. Then I leaned across and kissed Nancy; we made it a long kiss, demonstrating that we'd been intimate and kissed many times before. When I glanced down at Mike I could see his eyes were as big as saucers. Meanwhile his tongue kept lapping at my cunt.

When I looked across the pool I saw Sy and June were going to duplicate what we were doing. "Come over here you two. Sit close to me, that way Mike can watch you and you can watch him."

June smiled wantonly at my suggestion and headed across the water in my direction with Sy close behind her. She boosted herself out of the water and sat next to me. She reached down and tousled Mike's hair as he ate me and then across me to fondle one of Nancy's breasts.

Sy moved right into ground zero and started to eat June. I heard her sharp intake of her breath as his tongue made first contact with her slit and probably her clit. Meanwhile I'd found my own heaven from Mike's ministrations.

I watched as Carl stood, pulled Nancy to the lip of the pool, and drove his cock into her pussy. She moaned loudly as he penetrated her and started a slow fuck. Both of them glanced beside them at the other action taking place and smiled at us.

Mike got the message. His six-foot-two frame stood in front of me and he took his cock and rubbed it against my cunt, actually holding it and whipping me with it as he stood in front of me. As if that weren't exhilarating enough, he then placed his cock head at my vaginal entrance and then thrust into me in one powerful stroke. He sank to full depth on that one stroke and then started a slow oscillation. His hands mauled my breasts as he leaned in and kissed me again. "Oh my," I thought, "I'm really going to like having Mike in our circle."

June hitched herself right to the edge of the pool in front of Sy. From the corner of my eye I could see him tease her with his cock. Would he thrust into her; when; how fast? He kept her in suspense until, after a long and tender kiss, he gently sank his cock into her furry nest inching his cock slowly into her, getting deeper on each successive stroke. She inhaled sharply again and then moaned on almost every in-stroke he made into her body.

Three guys fucking three women all in a row: I wished I'd had a movie camera. 

After a couple of minutes, Nancy caught everyone's attention when she called out "SWITCH! Guys rotate left."

Mike reluctantly pulled out of my pussy and Sy took his place. Mike moved to Nancy and the two of them started to kiss. In the meantime Sy plunged his large cock into my pussy. He'd learned my 'hot' buttons and took advantage of our outdoor fuck to push a few of them. In mere seconds he had me pleading for mercy and groaning as his cock and fingers hit all my sweet spots.

Carl had rotated around to June. She held her arms outstretched as he approached her and the two of them kissed passionately. I heard a few whispers between the two of them then I watched as Carl slid his cock into June's wide-open pussy. She had pulled her legs up to open herself to the maximum extent possible to his penetration. 

Of course, Carl didn't plunge right in; instead he only went in about an inch. He was going to repeat an exaggerated version of what Sy had just been doing with her. He'd often played this game with me, particularly when I really wanted some rough and immediate sex. Carl held his position, barely into her cunt then pulled completely out. He held his cock and rubbed it around her slit.

Carl then penetrated again, this time going inside her perhaps an inch and a half. He paused and then withdrew. After a few seconds, he plunged in again only this time to perhaps two inches. He paused and this time jerked his cock from her pussy.

June moaned and came in a rather unexpected orgasm. Her moans floated over all our backyards. Her sounds became a voice, "Oh my God, please fuck me. I love this."

Carl re-penetrated, only this time going in about two and a quarter inches. He paused again and slowly withdrew. June moaned in separation pain. He then pushed in two and a half inches, paused and again jerked his cock from her body rapidly.

June spasmed but didn't cum. She muttered, "Oh shit, that's ... so powerful. Oh fuck."

Carl went in a little over three inches, paused, and slowly withdrew, again whipping his cock against her slit and particularly rubbing her clit. Then he re-entered her just a little deeper and without pausing jerked his cock from her body.

June came again; Carl paused. She sighed, "Oh my God, twice in a minute. Where'd you learn to do this? How could you live so close and we've never done this before? Oh, please fuck me hard."

Carl repeated the process a few more times until he bottomed out in June's warm pussy. Only then did I hear the sigh of contentment from June as his cock filled her completely.

The two of them started a slow, tender fuck, both of them gently thrusting their bodies into the other. Up top Carl's fingers caressed June's breasts and brought her nipples back to rigid erectness. Above that, the two of them kissed with a sense of passion, love and union that seemed rare for the occasion.

Then suddenly, at June's urging to be a little rough, he sped up. His hips became a blur and the water around his thighs erupted in wavelets as he rapidly pistoned into her body.

Carl became the first of the men to cum that evening. I heard him whisper, "I'm near" to June as his strokes lengthened and seemed to have more power. She urged him to cum inside her -- his favorite place, I know. In thirty seconds the two of them moaned, ceased their breathing for a few seconds and the waves of pleasure hit them both, and then they sank even deeper into each other's arms.

The two of them gently cooed and whispered their appreciation in each other's ears as they glided down from their climaxes.

On my other side I could hear Nancy urging Mike to go "harder, faster, deeper." Mike seemed to rise to the occasion for soon I heard a rapid rhythmic slapping of bodies together as the first cool breezes of the evening swept over all of us.

Nancy changed her imploring words to Mike, "Oh don't stop! That's the place. Your cock is hitting me in just the right place. Fuck me. That's it. More. Deeper. Oh, shit. I'm gonna cum! Oh fuck! Oooooh!"

The two of them came together. I think Mike had reached the doorstep and when Nancy's vaginal muscles started to grasp at his cock he couldn't hold off any longer. He fired off and so did she. We could almost see the fireworks over the entire town. 

My concentration waned as Sy jerked his cock from me. I looked back in his eyes. He said to me in a tough voice, "Hey slut. Wanna fuck. I've got this cock that needs your cunt wrapped around it." He stabbed back into me. It wasn't painful but it reminded me I wanted to be the slut in the movies we would make, I wanted to fuck and be fucked by everyone.

Sy and I set up a rapid pace, our bodies also slapping together as we drove hard towards our orgasms. Then I could feel the onset of a climax. I told Sy and he nodded and said, "Me too!" through his clenched teeth.





The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 02



The two of us came. There is no such thing as a bad orgasm; some are just better than others. I closed my eyes and floated around in my heaven, feeling the passion, lust and love around me.

Soon after I came we all got out of the pool and went to cuddle in pairs around Mike and June's patio. Fortunately they had enough loungers. We all expressed our pleasure with the past half-hour and how happy we were to be six caring people. 

Carl talked softly to June to be sure she didn't have any issues with what had just happened, including watching her husband make love to two other women. Her words fit what we hoped for perfectly, "Oh, I felt such happiness for him when he came in Nancy -- for her too. The two of them looked so lovely together. I hope they get to pleasure each other again sometime soon."

Nancy took the cue and quietly asked Mike how it had felt watching June get fucked. He responded honestly, "In one sense it felt weird. I mean she's the only woman I've been intimate with for seven years and I know I've been her only lover during that time. Suddenly I'm watching her fucking not one but two other guys. In one sense I could almost feel the pleasure she was having, but my cock happened to be in one and then another woman. Wow! Mind blowing."

He went on, "I'm happy for her and the obvious pleasure she got. I realize that there are a few things I need to learn from Carl. I hope we're all open enough here to learn from each other -- to teach one another techniques and things that we can use to please our lovers."

We nodded in agreement with his thought. I assured him that we were already learning from each other.

We each had another glass of wine as we lay back and talked. The lights from inside the house enabled us to look at each other's nude bodies. After a while I saw Nancy stroking Mike's cock and realized we were all up for another round. I called out "Switch, but no husband-wife pairs." Everyone chuckled. Carl went back to Nancy. Mike came to me. Sy went back to June. 

Almost immediately each guy started getting a blowjob to restore his rigid vitality. I raised my head up at one point and noted the happy expressions on everyone's face. Mike became unbelievably hard as I pulled him over on top of me in the missionary position; I pulled my folded legs back almost to my chest wrapping them around Mike as he pushed into me and started a rapid rhythm. He wanted his orgasms and wanted them now; I could see his point of view and urged him on.

I watched the other couples, June riding atop Sy, and Nancy welcoming Carl's thrusts in the doggie position. I thought that if we had a camera we could capture this orgy and just make a film of that. Everything about tonight struck me as so erotic.

As each couple tripped off their orgasms they fell back to the loungers wrapped in each other's arms. I thought how loving I felt. I decided I had to modify my script to make the participants more caring and loving about one another. The script needed more emotion in it. I was even having second thoughts about my role as the chief slut in the production.

We eventually bid Mike and June goodnight, gathered our clothes and scampered naked through the backyards to our house, followed closely by Sy and Nancy as they ran naked towards their house too. We shouted our goodnights and soon each of us fell asleep with our mates in our own nests.

*

A meeting two weeks later of all four members of our Loving Enterprises LLC  or LELLC resulted in a unanimous vote to extend an invitation to Mike and June to participate as full members of the business, sharing in the proceeds as appropriate. When we saw them later that day, they accepted our invitation with enthusiasm.

Over the next week I finished the script and then for several afternoons and evenings I ran through the script with the other five players. I had embellished greatly on the plot as well as the blocking. I'd added data about who would operate the camera during the various scenes, since in some we wanted all or almost all of us on screen. I was playing about ten roles in all this.

Our production became just that -- a major production. We quickly realized that we had sex on camera and made love when we were with each other and not putting on a show. On camera we had to be aware of where our arms and legs and sex organs were relative to the camera lens. We also needed to moan and groan appropriately as our co-actors did one thing and another to us; and then there were the other scenes where we actually had lines to say and actions to take.

Off screen, even minutes after filming a scene, a pair of us might embrace and be found really fucking for love and contact rather than for our commercial venture.

We spent some time outside at the local Starbucks filming some of the dialogue scenes. People at the coffee house wondered what we were doing and what we were filming. We also shot some scenes at the local park, a playground, the supermarket, and a video store. 

We used our houses as the basis for home scenes and bedroom scenes. At one point we had scenes going on in three bedrooms of our house. I should add that our one camera became two thanks to the contributions from Mike and June. We also used the money they put in the corporate fund to buy some wireless microphones to better capture the dialogue when we were in remote locations.

Both Mike and June had jobs that they could set their own hours for. June worked part-time as a decorator and Mike had his own architecture company. We filmed mostly during the day since we could take advantage of some natural light, even if it was just coming in a window. In the evening Carl would upload all the 'footage' into his computer and be sure that we had good enough scenes to use in our video. I often looked over his shoulder.

Porn videos are unlike big production hit movies. For one, some of the scenes involve nearly the same camera angle for several minutes or so. In a real Hollywood production we noticed a shot lasting longer than thirty seconds is rare. This proved to be a help for us as we taped sofa and bedroom scenes.

For the filming we had fun one evening giving the guys very elaborate henna tattoos over their backs and shoulders, the areas that would be most visible to the camera in some scenes. Even sedate June took on an interesting image only an inch or two from her pussy. Of course, when the tattoo had set up we all had to kiss it and lick the surrounding territory.

Nancy got us all wigs, hairpieces or hair extensions that had different hair color from our own. I also got us some hair dye for the other hair on our bodies. We got tanning spray, some plastic inserts we could put in our cheeks to slightly puff out our upper face and, of course, a wide variety of makeup. The woman at the cosmetics shop helped a lot when I described that we were doing a commercial and wanted to change our looks from scene to scene. That said, upon inspection of the video footage we shot with our disguises on, we were all still identifiable to anyone that knew us. Ultimately, we decided to forego most of the stuff we'd procured, and just settled on some make-up that improved how we looked on camera.

Bit by bit Carl laced together our video 'footage' from the hours of filming that we did. Carl started to involve Mike, who had facility with video editing as well. They assured us a cogent film that followed the script would result from their efforts. Often, after an evening's work, they'd tell us the next morning that we needed to re-shoot some particular scene. Carl and Mike would never let us see long segments, only a clip or two when there were questions about our acting or positioning in some scene. They said we had to wait until we were finished and they'd finished editing to see the completed masterpiece. I probably got to see more than most since I was acting as director of the movie, but even then they limited my access.

It took us almost four weeks working everyday to film the one-hour-fifteen minute video. Carl estimated that we'd taken about a hundred hours of video during that time. We did a lot of retakes where we screwed up a scene and knew it. Often we knew a scene couldn't be used even as we shot it; we'd treat it as a rehearsal and then shoot again. We also had a lot of 'out takes' that Carl and Mike said they wanted to save for an added 'humorous' feature on the DVD.

Finally, one Wednesday we finished all the shooting. The six of us broke open a bottle of champagne that Mike had brought for the occasion. Standing in our bedroom, all of us naked, we toasted the future success of the video tentatively named Love Comes Twice.

It took Carl and Mike another two weeks working from dawn to dusk everyday to finish the video editing. They worked alone in Mike's finished basement and pulled a couple of all-nighters to complete the task. They declared the private showing of the film would take place one evening starting at seven-thirty.

We all gathered for dinner at Sy and Nancy's about five o'clock. Carl and Mike looked tired; both had circles under their eyes and a sort of glassy-eyed stare from staring at a computer screen almost non-stop for these weeks. We were subdued as we chatted and ate before the 'official' first showing of the entire feature. Mike and Carl's reluctance to show any significant part of the film to us had created an aura of mystery and excitement about the film that we shared.

At seven-thirty we all gathered in from of Sy and Nancy's large screen hi-def TV. Carl stood and presented each couple their own copy of the DVD -- each marked Film 1 -- Version 1. Sy took his copy and popped it in his DVD player. As the Director, I got a ceremonial "first edition."

The film started a few minutes later and for an hour and fifteen minutes we all sat on the edge of our seats. Our emotions ran the gauntlet from unbelievably horny, to sad, to joyous, to rage, to jealousy, to compassion, and of course back to horny. Did I mention horny?

When the film ended four of us stood and applauded Mike and Carl's editing work. Our simple amateurish, home video had taken on a new aura thanks to their work; it looked like a stroke of genius and measured up to most of the movies we'd seen come out of Hollywood. We declared Love Comes Twice ready for distribution.

Sy, Carl and Mike met on Monday with a local rep from the California distribution company. They viewed the video with the rep then spent another hour trading questions. Eventually they struck a deal, amended a standard contract on the word processor in the rep's office, and everyone signed. 

Nancy, June and I waited at home. When they arrived back at the house they appeared solemn and morose. We marched them in and made them tell us every comment and nuance the rep had indicated about the video. The three guys finally broke into smiles and laughter. "He loved it!" Carl shouted as he spun around in glee in the middle of our living room. We were now officially in the adult entertainment business ... and we were all porn stars!

"He said it was the best adult film he'd ever seen and assured us he'd seen all of them over the twenty years he'd been in the business," Sy added.

Mike said, "He even had a tear running down his cheek in the sad part, but best of all I could see he had an erection throughout the whole DVD." The guys all laughed.

We probed about the details of the distribution and wanted to know when it would be issued. Ultimately, it took two weeks longer than expected. Several adult magazines reviewed the video and gave it top ratings almost immediately and then Playboy, Penthouse and Hustler gave it great reviews. Almost instantly many of the adult sites gave it five stars -- a top rating! -- and then started to sell copies through their own channels.

Sales the first month were over ten-thousand copies, not a record but pretty good for a new DVD from an unknown "studio." We were ecstatic, particularly with an initial check for fifty thousand dollars! At least in the short run our families were able to catch up with the postponed bills and credit card payments we had stopped making a few months prior and even have a cushion left over.

I'd started work on another script almost immediately after we ended filming of Love Comes Twice. Everyone had had his or her input on the plot line, blocking and filming just as the second month of LCT distribution ended. Our rep called us and invited us to dinner that night; we accepted, of course.

Harold Winslow, the rep for Adult Films International, took us to one of the best restaurants in town. He praised our work and told us they were impatient for our next film. Harold was quite cordial and solicitous to us, making sure we all got our drink orders taken care of and happy with where we were sitting. He told us to order anything on the menu.

After the waiter had taken our orders for dinner, Harold puffed himself up and made a formal presentation of a check, again thanking us for creating such a wonderful film.

He passed the check to Nancy. She shrieked and said, "Oh, my God -- this is for a quarter-of-a-million dollars. There must be some mistake." She passed the check to Sy.

"This is a joke, right?" Sy asked as he passed the check around the table.

"No, no," Harold said. "Your film has the potential to be one of the top grossing adult films ever made. It'll definitely end up being in the top fifty adult films of all time -- I think it already is. You've made me and AFI a lot of money and we don't mind sharing, particularly if we can get an exclusive on your next films."

We all looked at the check in silence, stunned by the amount and what it implied in terms of how well the film was selling. Suddenly all that financial insecurity that we'd faced for the past months evaporated. The tension I'd carried evaporated in that moment. I burst out crying, burying my face in Carl's shoulder as I sobbed hysterically. Nancy had her head buried in Sy chest as she cried; they'd both been out of work months longer than Carl and I had. Mike and June were hugging and kissing. Harold looked a little mystified at our reactions and was clearly uncomfortable with women crying in his presence.

As we got a grip on ourselves Harold amazed us even further. "You realize that with DVD's like this, they don't peak in their sales until the sixth month -- we're a little over two months into this distribution cycle. If this follows what many others have done, you can expect a few more checks like this, then they'll taper off." Nancy and I were sitting on either side of Harold; we both threw our arms around him and kissed him wildly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" he kept saying, embarrassed at the sudden attention.

When dinner finally came we were all numb and still in disbelief at our new fortunes. 

Harold finally got our attention; "Look, we want to promote this DVD more than we already have. For this, we want you to make some public appearance and perhaps even be on television. Moreover, we are thinking that we want to do special issues of some of our magazines featuring the six of you and the film."

We all looked at each other a little uncertain. None of us thought we'd become 'notable' let alone be on TV or in magazines. I could see Sy and Nancy thinking about their anonymity. Would my parents and brother see this? I crossed my fingers and nodded only weak agreement with Harold's ideas.

"Harold," I said, "We all wanted to try to keep a low profile that we are in the adult entertainment business. As you know we needed to make some money to pay our bills. We have another film we want to do too. It'll take us about three or four months. Is there any chance we could postpone the PR part of what you suggest until we have issued that DVD and see how it is received?" I figured we could delay 'going public' a few months and if our second film bombed perhaps AFI would lose interest in promoting us further.

Harold thought for a full two minutes and none of us said a word. Finally, he said, "I guess we could do that, particularly since you've agreed to let us be the exclusive distributors of your next adult video. OK, we'll wait on the personal marketing and PR and see how the next film does. In the meantime, we would like to get the magazine special I mentioned in process, at least the photos taken and some galleys made up. The lead-time on that type of stuff is about six months. We'll give you a chance to catch you breath about all this."

We agreed and the rest of dinner went along without any further surprises or hitches. The tone of the meal got happier and more joyous as the night progressed.

*

We started filming Trial and Error -- our next film -- a week later on a Monday. Now that we had some money we invested in some new camera equipment and lights as well as two new, faster computers and some really fancy video editing software. We were moving into the big time.

I thought we'd have an awkward time one day when Harold asked if he could come and watch us doing some of the filming. Carl and Sy laughed and assured us that he just wanted to get his jollies watching us fuck and suck.

Harold came on a day we were filming Carl and Sy working June over in a very erotic and sexy scene. We spent a lot of time filming the two men slowly disrobing June and romancing her entire body from different camera angles. Carl then focused on June's taut breasts as Sy did his expert job at cunninglingus. Mike and Nancy were using two cameras to capture the scenes. 

Eventually the trio rearranged themselves and June started sucking on both cocks simultaneously -- then alternately. Per the script, she shifted her focus to Carl as Sy gently opened her legs and probed into her cunt with his cock. After a few minutes of that action and at a pre-arranged signal from me, Sy pulled out and Carl came around and started to fuck the beauty. June inhaled Sy's wet cock. There were lots of pleasurable sounds coming from the trio.

After a few minutes of that and in another shift of the trio, June straddled Carl who sank deep into her pussy. Sy came behind the two and pushed his cock into June's ass. The two men then started to pump into her for all they were worth. June started genuinely moaning and groaning as the camera caught the action. 

Rather than cut off the action I let it continue through two major orgasms by June. Nancy captured the looks on June's face as she came each time. June appeared off in some other world. I caught a sign that Carl wanted to cum. Sy saw it too. I nodded to the two of them indicating that Sy should cum first then Carl.

Seconds later, per the script, Sy pulled his cock out of June's butt and deposited a huge load of cum onto her back. Carl continued to pump his cock into her. Sy moved out of the picture.

With only a minor shift, June pulled off of Carl and knelt in front of him. Carl stroked his cock about three times and then started shooting cum into June's mouth and onto her breasts. June smiled and had exactly the 'happy to receive' look that I'd hoped for. I found out later she wasn't acting and that she forgot the cameras were filming everything.

In the final scene June again captured both cocks, now dripping with the last of their cum, and lapped them off. The three then stood and the men again kissed and endearingly fondled June until I said, "Cut!"

I checked off another scene in the script book. Harold looked and me, shook my hand, thanked me for allowing him to watch us film such an erotic scene. He went and shook hands with Carl, Sy and June, and then left the house.

All of us sat and watched the playback from the two cameras and then called it a day. I still had an itch that needed scratching and apparently Nancy did too. We both accosted Mike and whispered into his ear that we both wanted some of his meat.




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 02



I could see Carl and Sy smiling at us; they knew what we were up to. 

About two minutes later the three of us were naked and starting to give Mike a two-woman blowjob. I noticed that Carl and Sy had picked up the cameras, put new cassettes in and started filing our action.

Mike lay on his back with his cock pointing at the moon. Nancy mounted him reverse cowgirl and started to ride him. She liked being in control. I moved in front of the two of them and Nancy paused. I lapped at her cunt, clit and Mike's cock, it being hard to distinguish since they were all so close together. We were all moaning by this time.

Nancy restarted her pumping and I massaged her clit with my fingers as the two fucked. After about five minutes of heavy sex, Nancy has an explosive climax. Her juices squirted from her cunt, arching over the bed and hitting me in the face. I smiled and lapped; I loved the taste of Nan and the opportunity to savor her juices this way.

After her climax, Nancy rolled off of Mike. I faced him and mounted his cock, sliding the entire length into my body with one hard downward thrust. Both Mike and I started thrusting and panting at each other. 

Mike played with my breasts, initially twisting and squeezing the nipples until they were absolutely rigid with excitement and passion. I lowered them to his mouth so he could suck on them. I love to have my breasts sucked and Mike had learned just the right amount of biting to move me towards orgasm. Even while he sucked I maintained my up and down motion on his large cock. I wanted his cum in my pussy. 

I had a small orgasm but just rode through it. Then Mike gave me the signal that he wanted to cum. The signal changed nothing, I wanted to fuck and cum too. 

The two of us came together and I saw and heard fireworks and bombs bursting in air; lights flashing; sirens sounding and the whole world applauding our happy state in a thunderous ovation. I collapsed onto Mike. 

We kissed for a moment then Mike rolled me off to one side. I pulled my legs up towards my chest and spread them as I reached a stable position on my back. Carl's camera zoomed in on my dripping cunt. Later when I watched the video clip I could see I had a lot of cum slowly seeping from my pussy. Carl held the shot for a couple of minutes then he said, "Cut!" He had a big grin on his face.

"We hadn't planned for that to be in the film," I said in a languorous voice. 

Carl responded, "Oh, we'll find a use for it somewhere in some film. Maybe it'll just go in our private library. I've saved every second of video we've shot. Someday when I'm old and gray and even Viagra won't work I want to remember these days."

"That'll never happen darling," I told him, "I'll suck you to life and ride you into heaven." We all laughed. I added, "That gives me an idea for a scene in our next movie." I got up from the bed and padded to the dresser and made some notes in the script book. 

Carl commented, "Hey, you're dripping cum on the carpet."

"Oops, I forgot," I said as I clutched my hand to my pussy and waddled off to the bathroom.

One of the unforeseen side effects of all the bedroom scenes we were doing was a huge volume of laundry. Some days we did scenes in all three of our bedrooms. At the end of the day there'd be three full washes of bed linens that one of us would put through and have to remember to put in the dryer and then fold or put back on the bed in just the right way for further filming. A lot of other little things started to irk me too, things I'd just as soon have someone else do.

As we got into the second film and after a couple more months of good sized checks for Love Comes Twice, I suggested that our business hire a "gofer" that would handle the laundry and the thousands of details that seemed to be piling up as we went along. Everyone agreed.

I put an ad on Craigslist that read: "Newly formed adult film company needs female assistant to help in all aspects of production and to serve as assistant to crew and cast. Must be broadminded and willing to do practically anything. Good salary and benefits. E-mail resume."

In a week I had twenty applications. I decided I didn't want to take anybody under twenty-one years of age. I could have settled for eighteen but would have been accused by someone of robbing the cradle. I also decided I wanted someone that had some experience in theater or acting; I thought they might actually be able to teach us something. Based on those criteria I winnowed the number of applicants down to three. 

I arranged morning interviews with each candidate at the local Starbucks. I allowed an hour for each interview with a fifteen-minute buffer. At the end of the morning I had a clear winner -- my second candidate, Allison Donovan who preferred to be called Ally. I called her back on her cell after the last candidate left the area and invited her to lunch. 

Ally was a very pretty twenty-four year old with short red hair. She had a trim figure and I knew she'd turn eyes around us for a few days. She been a drama major in college, had a level head on her shoulders and exuded an air of 'I can make it happen' that won me over. Over lunch we talked salary, bonus, benefits and things like that. We'd never had employees before so I kept taking notes about what I was telling her we'd do for her. Ally told me she'd set up all the payroll and things like that so that we were happy; she'd done that before up north for her family's business.

I asked her when she could start and she shrugged and said, "This afternoon? I have no other commitments?" After lunch she followed me to the house.

We weren't filming that day but Carl and Mike were editing the previous day's videos. I brought Ally in to introduce her. Carl's computer screen was filled with the steamy scene Harold had watched where June had been double fucked. He had three screens going with the action from the two cameras and the composite video he was creating. 

Carl turned and talked to Ally without a care about what the screens behind him were showing. I watched Ally's eyes; they were drawn instantly to the three screen scenes that Carl had frozen. Her jaw fell open but then she recovered and moved her focus back to a question about work hours Carl asked her.

We left Carl and went down to the living room. I explained that she wouldn't have a formal office, but we established a corner of the living room as "Ally's Place." I explained about the script book and let her scan through it as I got us some soft drinks. As I came back into the living room, she barely noticed me; the script book had captivated her interest.

She looked up and said, "This is really hot. When this comes out on video is it as good as it reads?"

I nodded and said, "Apparently so. This is all new for us; that's why I encourage you to make any suggestions you might have or even just tell us what you've seen someone else do when you were in drama and theater in your undergrad."

I added, "Oh wait, here's some homework." I went in the hall closet and grabbed a commercial copy of our first DVD -- Love Comes Twice. "Here take this home tonight and watch it on your computer or TV. It's the first film we did. We're partway into our second video and are actually running behind schedule. We're really making a lot of this up as we go along."

Ally and I talked about the adult film business. I emphasized that she'd be around a lot of nudity and sometimes copulating people but somehow had to maintain her cool. I found it hard to read her mood but she seemed very eager to have the job we'd agreed on.

I explained that the hours were going to be really flexible and that we were usually up and around at full steam by nine o'clock in the morning. She liked that starting time and told me she'd see me the next morning. After some further conversation, she disappeared with the DVD in hand.

Ally appeared on the doorstep at nine sharp. I let her in and presented her with a spare key to the house. "If we're not here come in and make yourself at home. Probably within a week or so you'll have a bunch of things you'll know to do, but for now just follow me around and help out where you can."

Ally nodded. I led her into the kitchen and told her, "We love coffee, so one job you can take off my shoulders is to make sure there's always at least a cup of coffee in the pot. Don't worry about it after lunch. Carl and Mike love Diet Cokes, so if you see we're running low that can go on your list too." I explained how our family and work lives were indistinguishable and that she'd be helping out everywhere -- in both sectors. I also explained how sometimes she'd be helping in one of our neighbor's homes. 

We both got cups of coffee and headed into the living room. Sy, Carl, June and Nancy were there reading through part of the script rehearsing their lines. Even though they laughed a lot, I knew they were taking their jobs seriously now that we'd all seen the economic potential.

I introduced Ally to everyone and explained her role as our assistant, gofer and whatever else we thought would be needed. I suggested that if someone wanted help with their dialogue that she could play the other parts opposite them. Ally looked pleased.

I led Ally around the house and explained about our shooting schedule and how we used the bedrooms as part of the sets in our films and told her she was also the laundry lady. She didn't seem to mind the wide scope of duties I was outlining, even the menial tasks. Mike said hello again as we went into the master bedroom where he'd just arranged some lights and one of the new cameras for a film shoot. 

Mike said, "Hey, if you aren't using her I could use her right now to help with the set up for the morning shoot." I gestured that she should help him and started to leave the two of them. I stopped at the door to see what Mike had in mind.

Quick as a flash Mike said, "Ally, hop up on the bed and face the camera, I need to get some light readings with and without the curtains open in this room." Ally looked to me for approval and I nodded from the doorway. 

She squirmed into the middle of the king-size bed and faced Mike. He ran about thirty seconds of video talking into the microphone on the camera about his settings; he then adjusted the curtains on two of the windows in the room and repeated a thirty second clip. The three of us then watched the two short clips through the camera's viewer as Mike's voice droned from the speaker with set-up information. 

Mike turned to Ally, "Don't you think having the light from the windows washes out the background too much? You miss the detail around your face too because the light is so strong from the left."

He played the clip again. I stayed silent to see how she would respond. Instead of just agreeing with him she said, "Let me turn the other way on the bed so my face is further away from the windows. Take a couple of more tests."

I watched from the doorway again as Mike did two more clips with Ally turned a hundred-and-eighty degrees from her previous position. This time she mugged and made faces at the camera as he did his short clips.

When he played the clips back on the television we saw a noticeable difference from the other two clips. The light across her body and face appeared more even, and the bright spots were confined only to a narrow area where direct sunlight hit a corner of the scene near her feet.

Ally ventured, "If you can keep the direct sunlight off of your subject you'll avoid the wide range of brightness and keep your shots inside the range for the camera's ISO setting. When things get real light or real dark the camera loses the ability to process outside its range."

Ally's response impressed me and I nodded in agreement with her conclusion. I said to the two of them, "I'll leave you two to figure it out. I'll be with the others downstairs. From the sounds of things, they'll be ready for a dress rehearsal in about a half hour."

About forty minutes later our bedroom filled with people as the entire crew gathered for the dress rehearsal. I guess I should say an 'undress' rehearsal. We'd agreed early on that when we practiced we'd be in whatever the appropriate dress or outfit we'd actually be wearing or not wearing. This helped us get through some of the stiltedness we thought other porn films suffered from.

Clothes were shed in one of the other bedrooms and four nude bodies appeared ready for the walkthrough of a foursome scene. Ally looked slightly uncomfortable for a few minutes but then seemed to get over any embarrassment she felt being one of the few clothed people in the room.

I handed her the script book open to the right page. "This scene will take up right here," I said as I pointed to a post-it note in the book. Take this pad and a magic marker and make a one-page sign to hold in front of the camera that identifies the scene. You do the cueing of the actors and make sure they get all their dialogue said in the right places. I'll help you this time."

Ally quickly made a legible sign that had the date, time, page number in the script, and the act and scene information on it. Mike nodded his approval after he took a ten-second film clip of her sign.

"Ally, get the actors where you want them," I encouraged her. 

She looked at the script book for a moment then said, "OK, Carl and Nancy are on this side of the bed. For now Sy and June are out of sight. You should probably stand over by the dresser since you'll enter the scene from that direction. Nancy you are supposed to be on top of Carl's face. Positions everyone." She paused as Nancy lowered her cunt down near Carl's mouth. "OK, Action!" she said.

Nancy lowered her pussy onto Carl's tongue and he started to energetically lap and suck on her entire region. She held onto the headboard and alternately moaned and encouraged his cunninglingus.

June then came into the scene running her hands up Carl's long legs. When her head got near his prick, she took him into her mouth and started giving him a blowjob. Her enthusiasm about her work meant that in only seconds Carl became harder than ice and pointed towards the sky. 

Mike shifted the camera angle and then Sy came up behind June. He had a hard-on and with little fanfare nestled his cock in June's pussy and thrust into her with a hard stroke. He had a dozen lines and then an interchange with June as he fucked her. 

Nancy and Sy then had some lines to exchange and then Nancy rolled off of Carl's tongue onto the bed beside him. They all talked briefly, Sy pulled out of June and moved onto Nancy. June moved up the bed and sank her pussy down on Carl's cock. More dialogue and hand holding ensued then the scene faded to black after a suitable amount of time.

Bodies separated and the main actors sat on the edge of the bed.

I stepped into the middle of the room, "All right everyone, comments? What would make the scene better?"

"Well I muffed a couple of lines," Sy commented. "Also, it seems awkward just walking up behind June and sticking it to her. Shouldn't something else happen?"

We talked and agreed that some visible foreplay in the scene would be better. 

Nancy ventured, "When Mike comes around and shoots from down there, doesn't my ass look too big. Don't you want to keep a side angle on the shot until I come off Carl's mouth?"

Mike and I took turns looking through the lens from the different angles around the bed and concluded that he could still capture the close-up he wanted without getting the large expanse of rear flesh from Nancy that concerned her.

"Carl? June? Any thoughts?" I asked. They both shrugged.

Ally then spoke up, "If I may, it looked awkward the way Nancy un-mounted from Carl's mouth and shifted to be prone beside him -- too many knees and elbows."

"How would you do it?" I asked. 

"I'll show you," she said. "Carl, get in position."

Carl lay back on the bed and the others shifted to watch her demonstration. 

"See you came off on this side, turned and twisted. From the camera all you see are your knees then elbows as you swing over." We all nodded. 

"If I slide my body down Carl's, perhaps kissing him or licking on the way down, it's smoother. Then I just glide off to the side, sort of like this." Ally completed her demonstration by sliding her body down Carl's, licking his neck and ear, kissing him on the mouth and then carefully sliding to his side opposite the camera. It did look smoother and less angular.

"Let's do it her way," I said. "Nice touch Ally." Several of the others including Nancy acknowledged her contribution. She looked pleased. 

Ally made a couple of other blocking moves that smoothed things out and made the scene more erotic and pornographic.

Everyone did another walk through of the scene. A few other minor revisions were made.

"Let's shoot," I suggested. Everyone agreed.

Everyone got in position this time Mike started the camera. 

Nancy enjoyed her sexual contact with Carl and vice versa and it showed as the scene unfolded. Carl loved her cunt well beyond what they'd done in rehearsals. Mike moved around capturing the oral action with the camera.

June moved into the scene and started the blowjob but with more fervor, juice, wetness and energy than the run-throughs. Sy approached June and started his foreplay; his penetration then went very smoothly and looked more romantic.

Mike moved around, focusing the camera on various body parts, penetrations and ministrations -- a cock or pussy here, a tongue there, a finger or hand -- all caught his attention. 

The actors shifted into their final positions for the scene and the serious fucking began. Orgasms were not supposed to occur but June apparently couldn't hold back. She spasmed in front of us all and fortunately Mike captured her emotions and facial expressions on camera.

A few more minutes of shooting and the scene ended. Mike finally called, "Cut!" 

"Super scene everyone," I said. "Let's break for lunch and do the other foursome scene this afternoon. There's more dialogue in that one and it starts in the living room. Let's meet for dialogue run-through downstairs at one-thirty." Everyone agreed and the crew disbanded. 

The nude 'actors' headed into the spare bedroom and retrieved their shorts and shirts. I'm sure Ally noticed that no one wore underwear this time around.

I turned to her and said, "Come on Ally, Carl and I will take you to lunch down at the Oasis." The Oasis was little sandwich shop about a mile from the house out on Route 125. She readily agreed. Carl had heard the interchange and I could see him looking for his loafers so he could join us.

As the other's headed to their own homes for lunch and to check e-mails, Ally, Carl and I drove to the deli. We stood in a short line and gave our orders. After we'd been served we went outside to sit at some sidewalk tables, eat and talk.

"Well, what'd you think of your first morning with us?" I asked her as we sat down.

Ally actually blushed. "Well, I'm a little shocked to tell you the truth. I have about a thousand questions about ... well, the situation and how you got started and all."

I explained to Ally about how the four of us -- me, Carl, Nancy and Sy all lost our jobs and were getting desperate and afraid of losing our homes then how we happened to get into a loving couples relationship with each other -- our initial foursome. I told her how Mike and June had then seen us just after we'd decided to make an adult film and see if we could make any money from it. Since we liked them a lot they'd become part of our six-some and the film company.

She asked about our initial expectations for our first video noting that we sure seemed to be on a roll now.

I explained to her how Love Comes Twice -- our first video -- had taken off and become a runaway best seller in adult film circles. We talked about the web site too and how several hundred thousand visitors a month came to the site, many buying the DVD online.




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Finally, I could tell, we got to a couple of her more personal questions. She asked Carl, "When my boyfriend and I used to fool around but he didn't cum, he used to tell me he got 'blue balls'. You did that whole scene this morning and never came. Aren't you sore?"

Carl laughed and responded, "Well, I think the pain has to do with how much stored up semen you have and how rarin' it is to get out your body." He looked and me, "We made love last night so I'm not in any particular need to blow off but I am sort of horny -- but then I'm horny all the time." He laughed at his own humor. "Cuming frequently also allows guys to last longer when they're screwing, that's why we can do the rehearsals and filming yet never cum. Sy probably had to work himself up to his orgasm."

Ally looked at me, "What about orgasms? Like June's? I mean that wasn't planned was it? Does that happen often?"

"Yes," I smiled. "The women are all pretty 'orgasmic' -- me included, if that's the right word. We all love to cum and cum and cum. Doing it in front of the camera has gotten pretty comfortable for us now. I mean we're all around friends and lovers; it's just great to be sharing with each other. I thought there'd be some shyness around you today, but it didn't seem to bother June."

"Do the guys ever cum when they not supposed to?" Ally asked Carl.

"Oh, yes," Carl said laughing. "Regularly! I mean we're horny just about all the time. Doing an adult film is like we've all died and gone to heaven. I think were all nymphomaniacs at heart. We get going in a scene and often it is hard to hold off or postpone, so we just drive to conclusion."

I added, "Unfortunately, that sometimes throws the plan for taping more fuck scenes off. I mean, there is a recovery time guys have to go through. If we've all been busy that could be four or eight hours."

"What do you do?" Ally asked.

I answered, "We try to shoot other scenes that don't depend on that male's erection and cum. If we were doing a straight porn movie we'd have more of a problem. I guess for us it works better because our films actually have plots, dialogue, acting, and some element of suspense or drama. Sure we know it's porn, but we wanted a different style of porn. Thus, if someone misfires we can usually find a way to work around it."

"One more thing," Ally asked, "you -- and I mean all six of you -- have very unconventional marriages. I guess that's the right word -- unconventional. Don't you get upset when you watch your spouse screwing with someone else? Or making out?"

Carl and I looked at each other to see who would respond. I started, "We could talk all afternoon about our philosophy of life, love and relationships. The short version is that we live in an ebb and flow of relationships and life's too short to allow the people you feel chemistry with to pass by either unnoticed or unfulfilled. "

I went on, "Getting 'upset,' as you suggest, belies the emotion of jealousy but you create that emotion based on your training and the response patterns you've learned from society or your parents or at church. When we see our mate being fulfilled by someone else, we are happy -- happy for them and happy for the person they are with, as they give happiness, joy and satisfaction to each other. But for others in this society it means punishment, separation, divorce or worse."

Carl commented, "We are taught to be monogamous from an early age, yet there are and have been many societies that were polyamorous -- having more than one lover or spouse. For most of those societies it's wasn't a religious thing, like the Mormons. It had to do with how you view the other members of your society. We could just as well have been taught that you should have two lovers -- or three or four. Why put a limit on something arbitrary. Having only one spouse is culturally taught. The six of us don't flaunt what we believe; in fact we try to blend in. But we do challenge the tenets and precepts that have been passed down to us."

"Is this why you're making adult films?" Ally asked. "Is it related?"

"Only indirectly," Carl said. "The films come from economic necessity, but our philosophy makes it easier and more comfortable for us to be together when they're made and to put on a good performance for the camera. Also, you've got to understand that we really love each other and we like working together. The fact that it involves sexual behavior sometimes makes it that much nicer."

I added for Ally's benefit, "The first video we made turned out to make much more money than we thought it would ever do -- by far. Further, it goes on sale in Europe and Asia next month so the cash flow from that film hasn't even slowed yet."

I went on, "We're doing this now for added security and for fun. Believe it or not, we actually like making love in front of the camera. Further, we've all learned a lot about fucking and lust over the past months." Ally actually blushed as she nodded, particularly at my use of the "F" word.

We chatted some more and then I asked Ally, "Did you watch the DVD I gave you yesterday? Love Comes Twice?"

Ally nodded and said in a low voice, "I watched it - twice. It's all I did last night. Well, not quite. I jilled off four times to that movie -- in one night! I've never done that before. It's the hottest thing I've ever seen or even fantasized about." She blushed again.

"Any specific comments?" I said smiling at her discomfort.

"I plan to watch it again tonight," she said sheepishly. "Can I let you know tomorrow? Last night I focused on other things." She gave a lop-sided grin.

We both laughed and said we'd wait for her comments.

To be continued. 



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This story has seven chapters. A reader jumping into the middle of this story will find themselves lost and wondering about the plot line and characters -- so please start at the beginning. This story has plenty of erotic situations as well as a dose of philosophy here and there. I posted this as a "Group" story, however, Lit assigned it as a Novel; parts of this could be published in Group, Erotic Couplings, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Anal and, of course, Romance. If you want to ready more about the Pixie (Chapter 4 plus), see my story 'The Pixie, Joy and Me'. Your votes and comments are solicited and encouraged.

*

Over the next couple of weeks Ally made herself indispensable and further we all discovered she was pleasant to have around. She got involved in practically every aspect of our production from set-up to clean up. She took over script management and scheduling manager and proved to be a taskmaster to us all, but without being abrasive.

Ally's personality fit us to a "T"; she found a way to get everything done without making anyone miffed, she liked us all and favored no one in particular, when we had minor disputes she tried to mediate and find a 'win-win' common ground, and she proved she could be kind and loving all the time.

We also learned that Ally had great insight into video production techniques, videography, lighting, camera angles and such. Several times we let her do the filming when all six of us were in some scene. She wanted to try everything and help in anyway she could. On her own, she started to learn the software Carl and Mike were using to edit the videos. She did this just so she could be more helpful to them when she happened to be around that side of things.

After only a month, the six of us voted unanimously to increase Ally's pay as a way to say 'thank you' for her enthusiasm and hard work. Thus one day I asked Ally to join me for lunch to tell her about her pay doubling. We'd gone down to the sandwich shop again and were sitting outside eating our salads. Just to set the scene, I'd been the one in front of the camera that morning, getting fucked by both Mike and Sy, and ending the session in a shower of cum all over my nice tits. I'd come three times and felt pretty mellow.

Ally had sat and watched the entire video taping session as she took production notes. She'd been unusually quiet, not sad or upset or anything, just quiet. Carl had stood near her during the filming and I noticed at one point that he rubbed her shoulders in friendly gesture.

At the deli, before I had a chance to say anything, Ally stopped me with a question betraying genuine curiosity; "Did you like getting fucked by Mike and Sy this morning?"

I answered quickly and with a big smile, "It's the nicest thing that has happened to me since last night when Carl made love to me." I looked at her and asked, "Why do you ask?"

She paused and studied me, deciding whether to take me into her confidence or not as it turned out. In any case she finally blurted out, "Because I wish it had been me on the bed this morning. I'm so horny I could just about scream."

I sat back a little surprised at her answer. I tried to figure out what to say but Ally went on.

"When I started work, you know that first full day, I got unbelievably turned on by all the sex. I figured I'd get over it and get on with the job -- and some days I can do that, but not many. Most of the time I'm wet just thinking about work and when I get there it's such a turn on that I have to sneak off and masturbate a couple of times during the day. At night I'm still a fan of your porn even though Carl gave me some other films to study; again I'm finding I'm a sexual being -- but all the time."

I nodded to show I felt sympathetic to her and reached out and took her hand.

Ally went on, "Anyway, when you were getting fucked -- no, excuse me, when you were being loved in the big bed by Sy and Mike, I could see all the intensity and love between you guys. You were really turned on; you weren't acting. I would have traded places with you in a second. I even think Sy and Mike like me enough to mess with me." Ally's eyes got teary, "I certainly love them, and Carl, Nancy and June ... and you especially. I've even realized I could make love to a woman, at least to any of the three of you."

"Ally," I began, but she interrupted my futile attempt to say something.

"I would like to be in one of the videos -- any one; just something where someone makes love to me; I love to be loved and sucked on - anywhere. I want to cum a thousand times and light up the sky with my orgasms too. I think I'd be good at it; I've even practiced at home with a large mirror and my battery-operated 'friend'. I love all you guys so much and I want to show it -- on camera or off, anyway at all."

"Wow!" I said to her slowly. I stroked her hand sensuously for a moment as I thought where to take this conversation.

"Ally, let me suggest a couple of things and tell you about a few others. First, my reason for asking you to lunch was to tell you that all six of us met last night and decided to double your pay. You're worth every penny of it. You are loved by all of us and we're rapidly finding you indispensable."

She gave a little shriek of joy and came out of her chair and briefly kissed me on the lips. "Oh thank you, thank you. I hope you realize that I'd work for all of you for free. But this is wonderful. I can pay some bills and things I've been worrying about."

I went on, "As for your request to be in a video, I think we can arrange that. We can certainly video anything, but it'd be nice to work you into this script in a meaningful way and I think I know just the spot."

Ally grinned. "Oh, please," she said with great eagerness in her voice.

"But I think what we should do when we get back to the house is tell the others how you feel. You'll find a very receptive crowd to your affections and feelings. I think we've adopted a 'hands off' policy with you because we don't want to shock you or have you suddenly quit because one of us came on to you -- sexual harassment and all that."

"Oh, no," Ally said, "that would never happen. I'd welcome an advance -- from anyone of you. Please harass me." She grinned again. "I especially want you to be there with me." She squeezed my hand and I squeezed back.

"In any case, you'll find your fan club awaits you."

The bill had arrived. I plunked down twenty and a few ones to settle the tab and we headed back to the house.

Carl, June and Sy were in the living room going over lines when we walked in. They knew I'd talked to Ally about the bump in pay so looked expectantly at her to see her reaction. Ally didn't say a word but walked over the Carl and pasted her body against his and gave him a deep and very significant kiss. When they broke, they were both panting for air.

"Wow," Carl said with a pleased expression, "You're welcome." He grinned at her and she kissed him again, this time adding some significant tongue. I actually enjoyed his slight discomfort. The others wondered if the pay raise had triggered this.

Ally turned to June. She hesitated but then embraced June, giving her the same kind of kiss. June anticipated the kiss and responded automatically to the affection, kissing back passionately.

She moved to Sy and repeated the long kiss with tongue that she'd given Carl. Now we were all standing.

She stood holding onto Sy and said, "First, thank you all so much for the pay raise. It's very welcome and will rescue me from a bad situation, particularly with my car - it's on its last legs."

We all nodded.

She continued, "The kisses, however, were only partly for the pay raise -- say ten percent. The other ninety percent was to say 'I love you.' Yes, I'm in love with all of you so much that I can barely contain myself." Ally squeezed her arms around herself in a self-hug as she spoke.

I came up behind Ally and wrapped my arms around her shoulders, one hand falling directly onto a breast. Ally turned partly and kissed me again. I continued to hold her.

Ally went on, "What I'm trying to say, given the beautiful work environment here, is that I hope you love me and that you'll love me -- physically. I want to be part of your love making and part of your movie projects and part of your lives."

Carl and Sy looked very pleased. June puzzled.

June asked, "You mean you want to be in the cast? To have us have sex with you on film?"

Ally said, "Oh, I don't care whether it's on film or not -- although it'd be fun to be in a video. Kara said she might be able to fit me into this one. What I really want is just to make love -- have sex -- with all of you in whatever combinations you find appealing and when the mood strikes. I just can't get close enough to all of you and that's been from the day I started." Tears formed in her eyes as she spoke.

Carl held his arms out to Ally and with a nudge from me she went into his arms. The two of them kissed deeply for a few minutes as the rest of us watched. He held her closely.

"Could the two of be excused for a little while?" Carl asked rolling his eyes towards the upstairs bedrooms. We all nodded and smiled. Carl particularly engaged me in a look of deep communication; I smiled and nodded towards the upstairs.

Carl led Ally away towards the staircase. She looked the happiest I had ever seen her.

Sy, June and I sat and talked; I described our luncheon conversation. Soon enough we heard the expected pounding of one of the bed headboards against a wall. Then we started to hear Ally's shrieks of joy and pleasure as Carl thrust into her. 

"It's making me horny," I said to the others finally. "Shall we listen more closely?"

"Yes," came the unanimous response. We all migrated towards the bottom of the staircase to listen to the passionate noises coming from upstairs. Fortunately, Carl had left the bedroom door open.

Ally turned out to be a very vocal lover. We could hear every word she said to Carl in the bedroom; "Oh, Carl, fuck me. Harder. Oh, right there. That's my clit -- oh, shit, I didn't know you could do that. Oooooooh dear. Oh fuck. Oh I love you -- I love everybody. Oh, my God, this is marvelous. Oh, don't stop. Oh, I didn't know you could get so big and still be in me."

Sy kissed June and then me. "Shall we go and peek," he said.

We all nodded enthusiastically and tiptoed up the stairs.

Ally rode Carl, her back to us and her cunt slamming down onto his body. We could see his balls with his long cock extended up into her body. Carl saw us at the door but ignored us. He focused totally on delivering pleasure to his new partner. She soaked up every thrust and every sensation he could deliver to her, yet she wanted to pleasure him as well.

Ally peaked and came in an orgasm. Her back arched for a few seconds and she groaned as the emotion swept through her. Carl didn't even pause; he kept pumping upwards into her sexy body.

About a minute later she peaked again. "Oooooooh fuuuuuuuck," she screamed, "I didn't know you could cum twice that close together. Oh, don't ever stop. I'm ... oh, shit ... I'm going to cum againnnnnnnnn." And she did. Ally then fell forward onto Carl's chest.

Carl had become expert at holding off his orgasms and this afternoon he'd decided to hold off and focus on Ally. As she lay panting on his chest, Carl motioned Sy over to the bed. Carl quite purposefully pulled his cock from Ally's cunt, leaving her gaping hole open.

Sy carefully went over and mounted the bed, pulled his erect cock from his pants, came up behind Ally and in a smooth stroke he drove his already erect cock into her pussy from behind. 

Ally moaned loudly in delirious pleasure as his cock sunk to its full depth. "Oh, my God. I love this. I've dreamed of this all month. Thank you. Thank you." She rose on her knees and moved her body to thrust back into Sy's forward thrusts, her arms and legs propelling her backwards to meet his forward thrusts. Carl remained beneath her, sucking on one of her breasts. I noticed her nipples were long and hard against a backdrop of large and dark areolas. As Carl sucked, Ally groaned.

Sy pounded into Ally. After a few minutes he flipped her onto her back. He stood and stripped the rest of his clothing off in short order then plunged back into her pussy. Carl lay beside the fucking couple and sucked on Ally's sensitive breasts. She alternately pleaded for more and then less of the passion they were delivering to her.

Sy announced his eminent orgasm and then seconds later we watched him thrust into Ally about six times with unusual ferocity. She screamed with each of his final thrusts, but they were screams of pleasure as she came too. Both clutched to one another as Sy fell into her open arms and the pair began kissing passionately and vocalizing the love they felt for one another.

As their climaxes ebbed, Sy pulled out and rolled to her side opposite Carl. I looked at June and we nodded in silent conspiracy with each other. We'd both disrobed and now moved to the edge of the bed. I gestured to June to go first.

June slid up the bed, spreading Ally's legs as she went. Initially I don't think Ally had figured out what we were doing. June's tongue extended and in seconds she had Ally writhing and squirming in the new pleasure brought to her pussy. I could hear June purring and humming into Ally's pussy as her tongue sought out Sy's cum and all the vaginal juices she could find. There seemed to be a lot of them.

After only a minute or two I nudged June to the side so I could also savor some the fluids not to mention Ally's gorgeous trimmed pussy.

Ally moaned through the kisses Sy and Carl delivered. June and I traded her pussy back and forth about every thirty seconds. I worked my fingers into Ally and found her G-spot that soft textured area of skin on her interior that could be even more stimulating than her clitoris. 

Ally came again, this time with a shriek and an ejection of liquid girl juice. Her back arched her mid-section completely off the bed. Carl and Sy both held her as June and I provided our final laps to her sensitive cunt. Ally shuddered, almost violently, as this orgasm passed though her.

I heard some motion behind me and turned to see Mike and Nancy peeling their clothing off. I smiled at him and gestured at Ally's pussy.

"Is this a private party or can anyone join?" he asked rhetorically. 

"Count us in," Nancy said. "I didn't know Ally was in play. I've wanted her ever since her first day. I fell in love that first day and nothing has happened to change how I feel."

June and I pulled back from Ally and Mike moved between her legs, briefly licking and sucking on her pussy and clit and then working his suddenly erect rod deep into her pussy.

Ally groaned and said, "Oh Mike, I'm so glad you're here. Cum in me. Fuck me. Love me." She held her arms out to Mike so they could kiss.

After kissing her, Mike pulled Ally's legs up over his shoulders and drove hard into her willing body. Ally's breasts rotated in circular motions that his thrusting inspired. She slapped the bed as her new passion approached. 

Mike wasted no time getting to an orgasm. He wanted his release and nothing stood in his way. As he fucked her his pace increased until his body became a blur over hers. Ally met his every move and kept up her vocal stream of dirty talk and appreciation as his rod added to her pleasure. "Oh fuck. I love being fucked. This is such a nice cock. I've wanted this cock -- all the cocks here -- since I started work. I've watched these cocks fuck everyone else and jilled off at home wishing I'd been the one being fucked. I love you all so much. I'm so glad you love me."

Ally went on, "I loved being eaten by Kara and June. I love female sex. I love male sex. I want to return the favor when I'm not shaking so much. I want to eat everyone's pussy."

Nancy said, "Well I don't care that you're shaking, you can eat my pussy anytime." She moved up on the bed and carefully straddled Ally's face, lowering her pussy directly onto her tongue and face. Suddenly the steam of words from Ally's mouth went quiet as we heard her tongue and mouth start to suck and lick Nancy.

Nancy moaned and substituted her words for Ally's: "Oh, this girl has a magnificent tongue. Oh, she's found my hole ... my clit. Oh, my -- her fingers are right where I need them. Oh, shit. I'm gonna cum in ... oh, wow, I'm cuming. How'd she do that?"

Nancy held onto the headboard with white knuckles the pleasure she received was so intense. Her long moan faded as she rolled off to the side near Carl; he caught her and held her tightly yet lovingly so she could feel embraced after her climax.

Ally's tongue went wild trying to find every drop of fluid Nancy had leaked onto her face. She used her fingers as scoops to feed the liquid into her mouth. "Oh, this tastes so good," she said. "I've never tasted girl juice before. It's ... superb."

Mike resumed his frantic pace pounding into Ally. As he did, Nancy moved down Carl and inhaled his partially erect cock into her mouth. In a minute Carl hardened to the consistency of granite; Nancy moved up and impaled herself on his cock.

"This will do just fine," she said with a smile.

The rest of us watched from the foot of the bed, the floor and our bedroom chair as the two couples fucked right next to each other. 

Carl put a challenge out, "Can we all cum at once? I won't last long -- this is one of the hottest sessions we've had in quite a while."

"Just fuck me," Nancy said. "Cum in me."

"I agree," Ally said to Mike. "Just give me lots of cock and your cum."

With no hesitation and no wavering from the goals the foursome had set, they put on a wonderful sex show for the three of us watching them.

Ally became first to go. She sighed heavily and warned us, "I'm going into my zone again. Oh fuck this is great." She arched and we could all hear her raspy breathing hiccup and become uneven.

Mike came next. He later told us that Ally's pussy just grabbed him as she came and milked his cock; he couldn't resist the erotic sensations her pussy created for him. He blasted hot cum into her cunt with a low, guttural groan.

Carl and Nancy actually managed to come within a few seconds of each other. She jetted onto his body as she came, coating their bodies with her cum. In their final thrusts the two inadvertently spread the juice over themselves and then Nancy fell into Carl's arms.

Mike and Ally kissed passionately as both came down from their climaxes. June moved up beside the two of them and added her caresses to Ally and her husband.

Sy rose off the floor where he'd been watching the action and kissed his wife. 

I kissed Carl then Sy and I went and cuddled in an overstuffed bedroom chair. Sy's cock had gotten hard again so I sat on it and let it drive up into my pussy. 

Sy asked me quietly "Are you near?"

I nodded.

"Let's cum," he said. "I'm so close from watching the bed action and stroking myself I'll go off in less than a minute."

"Cum in me," I told him as I bounced a little on his long cock just the way Ally had a half-hour earlier. 

"Oh fuck," Sy said in a whisper, "I'm there. I'm cuming.'

I came too, but in a more subtle way. The quiet joy of the moment washed through my body accompanied by all sorts of almost violent physiological changes. I flushed. My breathing changed. My entire pussy became more sensitive. I could feel my vaginal muscles milking Sy's cum into me. I could feel his jets of jism. Lastly, I felt this wonderful feeling of love filling the room. I closed my eyes and nestled into Sy's shoulder as he lightly stroked my breasts. The two of us just remained joined. We looked at the other couples on the bed and saw that everyone had been watching our quiet fuck. We caught a few smiles and everyone looked content and happy.




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From the bed I heard Ally say, "This is the best day of my life -- ever! I shall never forget this afternoon as long as I live. Thank you all so much. I love you all." A little sob of happiness stifled her from saying more. Mike cradled her in his arms and stroked her back in love.

We all told Ally we loved her and loved her body. There were sighs of contentment from everyone. Ally had joined the fold.

*

Carl and Mike finished editing Trial and Error two weeks after we videotaped the final scenes at a local mall. As before, they'd been somewhat secretive about the totality of the film even with me and I felt I was the Director. We knew it would follow the script but not how it would actually look and come across on screen, yet we'd all watched scenes played back at various stages during the videography.

The seven of us gathered one afternoon in Mike and June's media room to watch the finished product. Carl put the DVD in their player and hit the button. The rest of us sat back in the dimmed room, the only light coming from the edges of the blackout curtains that covered the windows.

The film had become eighty-five minutes long -- about ten minutes longer than Love Comes Twice, our first film. We watched every second of the film but occasionally got distracted during the scenes with sex and lovemaking. Thus, as the final credits started to roll across the screen seven naked bodies lay around the room in various stages of wetness and satisfaction.

In that time, there had been six male orgasms and upwards of a dozen females climaxes in the room as we watched the film. That said; eyes had seldom left the television screen as the DVD played to conclusion.

"THAT was powerful," Sy said with a tone of understatement. June nodded from beside him, lightly stroking his flaccid penis.

Ally asked, "Can I have a personal copy? I might want to masturbate about a dozen times before tomorrow with it, that is unless someone else wants to help me cum that many times."

I chuckled and said, "I volunteer." Several others groaned.

June said, "I can't believe we really did that. It's so ... unbelievably beautiful ... and erotic. I'm with Ally; I want my own copy. I want to put the video on my iPod so I have it to cum with regardless of where I am."

Mike added, "I'm truly speechless. I think of all the years I wasted becoming an architect. I should have just majored in sex."

June chided him, "I thought you did!" The two stuck their tongues out at each other in play.

Nancy said, "I've never been so proud of anything I've ever done. Even if no one else ever sees it, I know I did it -- with all your help. Thank you all so much."

No one could think of any changes they wanted to see in the film. Accordingly, Carl turned the film over to Harold Winslow at Adult Films International the next day.

Six weeks later, with a lot of advanced publicity, AFI released the film to the public, sending thousands of copies to adult stores all over the country and opening up the film for sale on about three hundred web sites.

Trial and Error rapidly became a bigger success than Love Comes Twice. To promote the videos AFI had even created a 'gift pack' of the two, boosting the sales of our first film again. Three months later our little film making company received over half-a-million dollars in new revenue. We were happy with the promotion and reluctantly let Harold and AFI publish the magazines and start to promote the films more widely. 

Then, something extraordinary happened that changed everything and changed our lives forever.

I can still remember the date: March 10, a chilly day for our geography. We were holding a meeting and talking about our next film when the doorbell rang.

I opened it to find two well-dressed young men in slacks and blazers. Harold Winslow of AFI stood behind them with a big smile on his face.

"Yes? Hi Harold. Please come in," I gestured but wondering what this surprise visit was all about.

The three came in and joined us in the living room. Introductions were made to all of us. Ally slipped out to get refreshments for everyone.

Harold said, "I'd like to introduce Jim Bullock and Ed Mellick of Sundance Enterprises. They're a new marketing and promotion company with some interesting ties to the Sundance Film Festival and I wanted you to meet them. They have an interesting proposition for you."

Carl and I were probably more aware of the implications of their visit before it registered on the others as soon as we heard the word "Sundance". I sat down stunned; I sort of guessed where this might be going. I got all warm inside.

Harold turned to us and introduced each of us in turn to Ed and Jim just as Ally came back into the room with a tray of soft drinks: "Carl, Kara, Nancy, Sy, Mike, June and Ally." Harold gestured to each of us as he went around the room. The two men nodded in a friendly way to each one of us. Ally came and sat beside me; she held my hand.

"So what can we do for you?" Carl asked in a friendly tone.

Jim and Ed looked at each other then Jim started talking, "We're a new company that's oriented towards the entertainment industry -- particularly film and video. This will be our first venture, however, we have already amassed a lot of money to invest and we have some excellent contacts in the film and media distribution industry. We've seen your two films: Love Comes Twice and Trial and Error. We love them by the way. More than that, we think the general public will love them too, except for a minor problem we have with each of them. That's why we're here."

I could guess what the problem might be if the general public was involved.

Ed picked up the conversation, "As Indie films, your films are superb except they're too graphic. We are here with money and the offer of production assistance if you are willing to turn them into 'R' rated films rather than the 'X' versions they are now. We think there's a lot of money to be made by re-releasing the films this way."

"REALLY?" Sy asked, his voice about an octave higher than normal. He looked stunned.

Jim continued, "Yes. I know this might take you by surprise. We've negotiated with Adult Films International -- Harold's group - to return the decision-making rights about this change in emphasis back to you. They want and properly should continue to get a cut of the film's take even as it goes into the Indie market plus they'll keep all the 'X' version monies as they're already doing. We are content to continue to allow the 'X' rated versions of the films to exist in the market; it's too late to stop them anyhow."

"You mean there'd be 'R' and 'X' versions selling simultaneously?" I asked thinking of the implications. 

"Yes," Ed answered. "It's happened many times before. Alice in Wonderland, Caligula, and a Clockwork Orange are a few of the more well known films that had simultaneous versions on the market at the same time, not to mention a lot of horror films. Debbie Does Dallas even got cleaned up into an 'R' rated version but it never went anywhere. I guess it really didn't have a plot."

"What would we have to do," Carl asked.

"We'd like to review both films with you, almost scene by scene and shot by shot. We have an eye for what the rating system means and what will pass muster to garner an 'R' rating. Basically, we want to shift the emphasis in some scenes from the focus on genitalia to facial expressions or shadows or other mechanisms to metaphorically show what's going on, if you will. We sure don't want to mess with the storylines -- those are great."

"Is this a sure thing?" Nancy asked.

Jim answered, "No. It's a shot at seeing if we can preserve the mood and story you've established in each film but do it without the graphic sex. Mind you, there can be sex -- we see a lot of that. It's just got to be a little veiled in some way. Female parts are OK. Male parts are OK. Together they make an X-rated movie. Got it?"

A couple of us nodded.

Sy asked, "Is there a timetable or schedule? Oh, and what kind of funding are you talking about to make these changes?"

Ed responded, "The Sundance Film Festival is in Park City, Utah every January; that's nine months from now. We'd like these films -- both of them -- to debut on the next program." He went on, "To make submission deadlines we have about five months to make the changes. By the way, I personally don't think there will be the need for a huge outlay in time and money to make the changes. Your 'passionate' scenes are long and if you could re-do each one with different camera angles and so forth, I think in some cases that might be enough."

He continued, "And you asked about the money. Well, let me make sure you understand, we are an independent film marketing and promotion company not connected with the Festival. We liked the name 'Sundance' too. That said, we have a great track record since both of us have worked in the industry for the past ten years. The deal is that AFI, Harold's group, will take ten percent of the re-done films and we take forty percent. The rest is yours. It's a good deal and it leaves in place the deal you have with AFI on the X-rated versions. We can put you in touch with others in the industry that can tell you that higher percentages for marketing and production are not at all unusual. Oh, the money we'll give you up front is our earnest money to cinch the deal; it's yours free and clear but you modify the films to our satisfaction for that."

Both Ed and Jim looked at us expectantly.

Carl and Sy were making eye contact with each other and nodding; I watched their mood closely. 

Finally, Sy said, "Can we get you or your legal guys talking with our attorney? I like the sound of all this, but I want to make sure we're not screwed or tied up in some way on future films or that we're giving away something we don't see or understand. 

"We understand fully," Jim said. "We'll be pleased to see her or him as soon as you want. We want to get this thing going so we make January's Festival."

Mike asked politely, "Perhaps I missed it. What is the amount of up front money?"

Ed and Jim spoke simultaneously, "One million dollars."

You could have heard a pin drop in the living room.

Three weeks later we were re-making the scenes from Love Comes Twice. Jim acted as point person from Sundance Enterprises for "acceptability" for our first film; Ed said he wanted to do Trial and Error; he left and returned to the west coast until we were ready to work on that video.

We'd spent two weeks working with Jim, scrubbing through the DVD version and re-blocking the scenes for Love Comes Twice. Even though the sensitive parts of the film were erotic and featured lots of sex in every conceivable manner, in analyzing and re-blocking the scenes we were all business.

I noticed partway through that Jim and Ally had some attraction to each other. She tended to stay around and try to be involved in the activities that he did. They were both quite transparent in their attraction to each other, yet her evaluation of Jim became increasingly evident.

The second week Ally asked me if she could date Jim. He'd asked her to dinner and wanted to take her to a little independent movie theater about twenty miles away to see a film that had previewed at last year's Sundance Film Festival..

I laughed and felt very motherly even though there was only six years difference in our ages. "Ally, go and do whatever the mood seems to suggest. Thank you for asking, but you don't need anyone's permission."

"I just don't want to make it awkward," she said. She came and put her arms around me.

"Remember our philosophy about happiness for the people we love?" I asked her. "If you're happy, we'll find a way to be happy with that even if it involves someone outside our circle or it means we lose you. That's how much we love you." We kissed and she went on her way and from her reports the next day, enjoyed the film and Jim's company.

A few days later as I worked on my lunch in the kitchen, I heard Ally and Jim talking in less than loving tones on the back patio as they had their lunches. Jim had apparently just figured out Ally's full role with our little band of thespians. His voice had become elevated and stressed, "You mean you've sleep with all of them? Men and women? Carl, Sy and Mike? June, Kara and Nancy? All of them?"

I listened carefully to Ally's answer, "Yes, I love each of them. They are my family not just the people I work with. I love them emotionally and physically, with my mind, body and soul."

"But you fucked them all?" Jim said again, exasperated. His emphasis on the word 'fuck' clearly showed his disapproval of her actions.

Ally said in a really irritated voice, "You may think of me as a slut but I see myself as a member of a loving and kind group of people that love me in return. I love seeing them pleased, I love pleasing them, and they love seeing me pleased. Kara told me that if I went off with you and disappeared into the sunset they would still love me although they would miss me dearly. They aren't jealous -- like you're turning out to be; they see the situation differently -- with a different lens."

"But, what about commitment? I know we've only been out a couple of times and I'm not asking for anything serious -- yet. But if you're in a relationship doesn't that imply some commitment between the two people?"

"Yes and no," Ally answered in an agitated voice, talking very fast; "If commitment means ownership the answer is 'No;' if commitment means I am now sensitive to your needs, compassionate about your feelings, and involved in your life the answer is 'Yes.' If commitment means you want exclusivity -- like you own me - the answer is 'No;' if commitment means you can see yourself as part of a larger changing and adapting family of loving people, the answer is 'Yes.'"

"You are blowing my mind," Jim said in a loud voice, anger evident by his tone. "It's like you've redefined what a relationship is."

"Yep," Ally said. "I have and so have all the others here. Haven't you seen how they all interact with each other? They're not swingers, they're lovers. The relationships they have and what comes out of them and goes onto the films isn't just about lust, it's about love. This household or three households I should say are really all interchangeable with each other. Each of us is in all the other's relationships. It's unique and I love it. I love being a part of it and don't want that to change."

I didn't dare listen any further so I tiptoed back into the other room with my sandwich before either Jim or Ally caught me at the window. I smiled to myself and wanted to hug Ally as soon as I could; she'd held her own in their argument with a strong understanding of our philosophy that she'd uniquely made her own. I would be curious to see how Jim came of the situation.

That afternoon we again started doing script re-writes. Carl stopped us quietly at one point and said, "You know for each of these films I have hundreds of hours of videos that we didn't use for various reasons. When we did some of those rejected videos, they were too tame -- more 'R' rated than what we wanted at the time. I think we need to think of script re-writes in terms of the footage that we already have."

We all high-five'd Carl for his brilliant idea of reviewing the old footage. Why we hadn't thought of it earlier? This idea would save us days of script rewrites and of re-shooting scenes as it turned out.

Late that same day after we broke up, Jim disappeared to go back to his motel. I could tell he'd reached his limit with Ally, and she with him for that matter. We broke out a bottle of wine and some soft drinks and went to sit out by the pool. The weather was beautiful and we all wanted to be outside after having spent most of the day working inside.

As we sat having a couple of different conversations, I quietly said to Ally, "I'm sorry but at lunch I couldn't help but overhear part of your conversation with Jim. I just wanted to say I liked your philosophy and the way you stood your ground." I took her hand in mine and kissed her palm, wrapping her fingers around the kiss.

Ally rolled her eyes, "Oh, Jim is such a stick. He's rooted in tradition and not willing to move outside the box he's been given. I don't think he wants a girlfriend, I think he wants a chattel. A year ago I would have been dazzled by him but now I want someone that thinks more broadly about themselves and about the world. I'm surprised he got involved with this film; I would think it upsets his sensibilities."

I commented, "Jim will be here two more days then he leaves and Ed will be here in a few weeks as we do the second film we made -- the one you're in. Perhaps the two of you will light each other's fires." I had a lecherous grin as I looked at her. She laughed.

About a week later, after talking, Carl and I made an open invitation to Ally to move in with us. She'd started spending more and more time with us, staying over many nights. We loved it and so did she. The few nights she wasn't with us she often stayed with Sy and Nancy, or Mike and June.

When we asked Ally, she thought about our invitation for a minute and said, "Of course. I'll bring the rest of my things over tomorrow." Having Ally around most of the time proved to be a boon to our sex lives. We were all loving and horny creatures anyway, but put the three of us in one house, in one bed, add in some horny neighbors, and we inevitably had some sort of sexual romp most nights and throughout the weekends.

I thought at one point of all the hobbies and things I'd been interested in over the years that had become commonplace or boring in some way. Yet, when it came to making love, having my brains fucked out, or eating and sucking someone to their heavenly pleasure, I continued to greet whatever came next with great enthusiasm. So were Carl and Ally, not to mention everyone else in our circle. What a great group of friends and lovers - our favorite hobby was sex!

We finished reviewing all the out-takes of our first film - Love Comes Twice -- and Ally and I started to work on re-blocking the scenes we were sure we had to re-shoot. Ally and I loved to work together and were more than twice as fast as we were when working alone. We also went over each other's work and had many improvements to the film. She had good ideas about how to script the scenes and retain the essence of the original film but with less graphic sexual detail.

We spent two weeks re-shooting various scenes from our first film. One thing I noted was that we had a lot more out-takes due to humor and laughter than in the original. We were a happier and more joyous group of people.

Carl and Mike sequestered themselves from dawn to late at night for four consecutive nights reworking Love Comes Twice. Ally and I found interesting ways to amuse ourselves. Carl would come to be exhausted and cross-eyed, fall asleep between the two of us and be instantly asleep. We missed our lover.

Fortunately, at the end of that week, the two men declared success in reworking our first video and we had another screening. The film passed our inspection but we were a pretty liberated group by this time. Carl FedEx'd six copies of the DVD out to Jim and Ed on the west coast.

A week after we'd shipped the first film, Ed Mellick showed up one Monday at lunch ready to work on our second film -- Trial and Error. Ed's cheery, optimistic and enthusiastic attitude about life made him a pleasure to work with and be around. We all enjoyed his company and humor.

Wednesday I noticed some serious chemistry between Ed and Ally. It showed by way of a touch or glance that lasted a little longer than necessary or a comment that verged on an invitation to something deeper. Thursday Ally told me in a quiet aside that Ed had asked her out for dinner and that she'd accepted. 




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 03



We didn't see Ally that night and to tell the truth, I sort of missed her. She arrived at the house first thing in the morning with Ed. She slipped upstairs to take a shower while the rest of us started the script reviews again.

Ed and Ally went off by themselves to a corner of the back yard for lunch. I watched the chemistry deepen with interest. There were deep discussions going on. Throughout most of it I could see Ally posing the questions and Ed thinking of his response. Since she'd been disappointed in Jim a month earlier, I'd of bet her interview focused on Ed's views about relationships and whether he could think out of the box about them.

When Ally came into the living room later she caught my eye, smiled and gave me a 'thumbs up.' Ed had apparently passed her tests so far. Ed seemed not to have a care in the world.

When we broke from our work at five-thirty, I invited Ed to join us for a cookout. He looked pleased and agreed. Ally and Carl went off to get drinks and organized the barbeque portion of the dinner, Ed and I chatted out beside the pool.

I caught his attention with a rather direction question, "What's important to you Ed?"

"Deep!" he said with a smile. It didn't seem to bother him that I had baited him. "Right now, a lot of things: my family -- parents and a sister in Ohio, getting this business that Jim and I have started off the ground with a couple of huge successes, being in loving relationships that are conflict free, and learning and growing every day in some way. I guess those would start my list."

"You said 'relationships,'" I pointed out, emphasizing his use of the plural noun. 

"Yea," he said, "Ally noticed the same thing at lunch when we were talking. It has to do with how I see the people close to me -- women and men. I don't own them and they don't own me. Instead we agree to interact with each other and I guess over time we develop some rules of interaction. I just don't want to be exclusive; as soon as I am, I shut myself off from some major avenues to grow and evolve."

"So how do you view a wife, or isn't that in your vocabulary?" I asked.

Ed answered with a smile, "For one, I'm not ready in terms of where I want to be in my career, this business or even my mindset. Second, I don't know that it's really a needed function except to get tax breaks and satisfy relatives that have older and more traditional views on the subject."

He paused and went on, "I certainly don't see marriage as anything other than a partnership of two like-minded people that love each other most of the time. It's not ownership or exclusiveness. It's some degree of additional commitment but, as Ally told me at lunch today, that word gets over used and is often misunderstood."

"I agree," I told Ed.

He went on, "You don't know it, but you taught me a lot so far this week. I've watched how you interact with the others." He laughed and added, "Both on and off the screen. You approach everyone as though they were your lover, your paramour. You have no doubt that you won't be liked and responded to in the way you want."

"But I know all these people and they are my lovers," I protested with a smirk and gestured around at the other houses. "I can count on how they'll respond to me, and vice versa."

"Not every relationship is that way," Ed observed. "I think how you interact with those you are close to reflects on how you deal with the world at large. People that are nice to their friends are nice to others. People that piss their friends off, do it to everyone. I'm glad to say you're a nice person."

"Why thank you," I said, batting my eyes at him in an outrageous flirt.

"Hey, what's going on out here?" Ally asked as she came out with a tray of drinks and hors d'oeurves. She smiled and clearly liked that we were talking and flirting.

"Only trying to redefine the wonderful world of relationships and how people think about the world," I offered. 

"Oh, I thought you were talking about something serious," she said with a toss of her hair.

Carl brought a few more things out and we sat in a comfortable circle near the pool's edge. The sun faded in the western sky and the brilliant hues of orange and grey populated the sky thanks to an abundance of puffy clouds.

Ally and Carl sat with their legs dangling in the cool pool water. Ed and I sat in a patio chairs close by.

Ed asked, "Do you think doing the two adult films has changed how you see relationships? Has it hardened you to affection; that would be what people would expect?"

We all thought about the answer to Ed's question. I started with the first response, "I can see how you could think that public sex and sex within a group of people would take away some of the intimacy and mystique that you feel with your primary love. For me, I feel more alive now than I ever did before. Every nerve ending in my body is attuned to not only Carl and Ally but also the others that I love -- our group."

Carl nodded in agreement and added "I confess I've always had an eye for pretty women. Look I married one and added another to my household." He reached out and squeezed Ally's hand. She looked pleased. He went on, "This is a dream come true. I get to love Kara, Ally and two other beautiful women every day. I feel alive and fulfilled. Not only that but I feel so much more romantic with every one of them. I also have to be on my toes at all times."

Carl continued, "I got complacent in my thinking until a year or so ago when Kara and I permitted ourselves the freedom to explore a group situation with Sy and Nancy, and then with Mike and June. We already loved them as close and intimate friends; we just hadn't allowed the relationship to become physical. Then in one night that all changed. I lost my complacency and the staleness of the sex in our own marriage changed overnight."

"So have I become hardened and less sensitive as a result of the group situation or the film making?" Carl posited, "No, absolutely not. The answer lies at the other extreme as Kara suggested. I am more alive, more attuned to the others, more tolerant, more involved, more passionate, more compassionate, and more loving than I've ever been in my life."

We looked to Ally who had been listening quietly to our answers. She nodded slowly in agreement with the direction we had taken.

Ally started, "I had never been in love before I met Kara and Carl and the rest of the clan here. That happened five months ago. I'd had boyfriends and infatuations but I'd never been in love. I mean I wasn't a virgin; I liked sex but I'd get picky about who, why, where, when and all that."

We laughed and she went on, "I knew some deeper emotion and feelings were out there and that they just hadn't found me yet. Then during my first week of work here, as they started filming Trial and Error, I had the same question you asked Ed; I thought, 'oh gees, all these people are just fucking and they really don't care about each other. It's just cold, raw sex.'"

"In my second week with the six of them, I started to see they really cared about each other. One of the reasons the films were so 'hot' is that how they felt about each other came through onto the videos. They love each other and they're passionate about it."

"By my third week I started to get jealous that I wasn't in the circle of love with the others. Probably no one knows this but I talked to June. She told me about the Law of Attraction. She said if I wanted 'in' to the group that I had to act like I was already 'in.' She told me I had the magic to make it happen; I didn't need an invitation or permission from someone else. She also scolded me about being jealous; she said that wasn't allowed in this circle. I changed my behavior and started to take on the passion that I felt the others had about the word we were doing and about how we felt about each other. Next thing I knew I became an insider."

Ally continued, "So I can look back and see both sides of this and it is so, so, so much better being part of this loving group. Now I am in love. I am in love with the six of my dearest friends and lovers -- and I know they love me unconditionally. I am in love with life like never before. I look forward to each day with such a sense of excitement and wonder. I feel like a kid again."

"Am I a hardened person that treats sex as a functional or trivial act?" she asked. "Far from it. I love it and I love everyone around me more than at any time in my life."

Ed had listened carefully to each of our responses, "Wow!" he said quietly. "I guess my view of the adult film industry just changed. I know if I asked the others I'd get similar answers."

Ed thought another minute and then asked, "What happened when you allowed yourself to explore with Sy and Nancy? Did you talk about it beforehand? Was it planned?"

I said, "No, it just happened one night. We'd all flirted and teased each other over the years we've known each other. In hindsight, I think we had been building towards a group relationship. Carl had raised it to me in one of our love making sessions but we'd taken it no where other than used the idea as an erotic stimulus every now and again."

"I admit we'd had a little too much wine but even now I can remember the devilish feeling I had when I rose and stripped down to go into the pool. I wanted to taunt Sy and Carl into some kind of sexual action. Nancy did too. We were on the same wavelength but we'd never talked about it."

Ed nodded in understanding and appreciation for our thoughtful answers. Ally got up and went to him, snuggling up to him on the wide chair. She looked over and winked at me.

Carl looked at me and nodded towards the pool; "Swim?" he asked.

I nodded and stood. I felt that same devilish feeling I had that first night when Sy, Nancy, Carl and I had all changed partners and made love with each other. 

I winked at Carl and then caught Ally's eye. She grinned at me; she'd read my mood and knew where the rest of the evening was going. 

I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and then shrugged it off my body. My bra did little to hide my large areolas or nipples; I undid it and deposited the flimsy piece atop my blouse on a chair. I unbuckled my shorts and stepped out of them. I pulled my thong down my legs baring my pussy to the world. I stood nude then went and kissed Ally; Ed's eyes were about falling out of his head.

"Well, isn't anyone else going to swim with me? We're supposed to have the buddy system here you know." I pulled Ally to a standing position. "You should join me," I told her with a wink.

Carl stood and quickly disrobed. I moved to his side and together we walked to the deep end of the pool. We stood next to each other and then dove in together.

The cool water felt almost orgasmic as it swept over my body. Why anyone would swim in bathing suits is beyond me. One feels so free and sexual swimming in the nude. As I surfaced I floated into Carl's arms and we kissed. I turned and looked to see Ally's progress. She stepped out of the last of her clothes, her beautiful nude body on exhibit for all of us to see. Ed looked mesmerized by the sight of her nakedness.

Ally said to Ed, "You can stay here and not swim but I think you might miss a few opportunities if you do." The tease apparently worked because Ed stood and started to peel off his 'business casual' attire.

Ally waited for him to strip then led him to the deep end and the two of them held hands and jumped into the water with a couple of shrieks of joy at the cool water temperature. When they surfaced, I watched as Ally went into Ed's arms and started a very hot kiss. Even though the two of them were treading water the kiss took them to someplace where they were the only lovers on the planet. You could almost feel how the outside world vanished for a few seconds as they became lost in each other.

I pulled Carl to the edge of the pool and indicated that he should sit up there so I could minister to him. He knew what I wanted. He hitched himself up onto the pool edge at the shallow end. I grabbed his wet cock and started to slowly masturbate him. A few seconds later, I bent over and added my mouth to the game of creating a large hard-on. A glance to the side told me that Ed again had that deer in the headlight look.

I bobbed up and down on Carl, my breasts swinging in the evening air. I could feel Ed watching me. Ally had seen this before and, of course, had been an intimate party with us in our sexual play.

I heard Ally urge Ed up beside Carl. He hefted himself out of the pool about five feet away from Carl and me. Ally told him, "No sit right next to Carl." He moved and Ally inhaled his flaccid cock almost immediately, using her hand to fondle Ed's sack as she started to stimulate her friend. Ed let out a long moan and looked at me with a 'what's happening to me' look.

We continued to work on our men for a few minutes. Both men seemed to like watching two blowjobs going on at the same time, one of which was their own. The dynamic of being close to another couple making love is wonderful and very erotic.

After a few minutes, Carl said to me, "Come to a chaise. Let me pleasure you." He stood and helped me up and out of the water. We walked the ten feet to the nearest lounger and I lay back, lifting my legs back towards my chest with bent knees to afford him maximum access to my slit.

Carl spread a towel on the patio deck and knelt in front of me. When his tongue touched my slit I became the one groaning in the new pleasure of the night. I remember thinking how I enjoyed performing for Ally and Ed.

The next I knew, Ally lay back on the lounger beside us and Ed knelt in front of her. He started to lick her cunt, thrusting his tongue into her young quim. Ally writhed and squirmed in pleasure as he touched her sensitive spots.

Carl turned to him and asked, "Can you find her G-spot? She explodes when you use it and do oral at the same time."

Ally mused in a weakened voice, "Oh, don't tell all my secrets. He has to find out for himself."

Ed asked, "Where?" with a puzzled expression on his face. 

Carl reached over with his left hand and put two fingers into Ally's pussy. He looked at Ed and said, "Can you feel where I'm touching? You go in there too." Ed looked mildly shocked but brought his open hand under Carl's and inserted two more fingers into Ally. 

Ally moaned and rolled her head back at the feeling of having two men pleasuring her. Carl gently pulled his hand out. He told Ed, "Push upwards slightly. Feel the different texture from the back of her vagina; that's the G-spot. Now add your tongue to her clit."

Ed added another finger and pushed hard into Ally at the same time he sucked her clitoris into his mouth. 

Ally spasmed, exploding into her first orgasm of the night. Ed started to rise to watch her but she yanked his head back into contact with her cunt -- in particularly her clit. "Don't stop!" she mandated.

I remember thinking how exciting that must have been for each of them. I hoped Ed wasn't too shocked by our sexual behavior; I mean we had been reviewing a porn film all day. We all had elevated libidos. 

Carl added his fingers to my own cunt, found my G-spot and then used his tongue on my clitoris. I went into some delirium state of happiness. Then much to my amazement I felt another pair of fingers enter my cunt along with Carl's. It wasn't Ally; I could tell. The two sets of fingers jilled my pussy as Carl licked. 

I came with a flood of juices and even a shot of my ejaculate into Carl's face and across his body. Carl lapped at most of them. Then I knew someone else had escaped with a good sampling of my girl juice.

As I came down from my climax high, I could see Ally and Ed lapping his right hand. Ally explained to Ed how good I tasted and how she liked it when I squirted off in a climax. Carl looked mischievous; apparently he had invited Ed to add his hand to my cunt.

Carl moved up the chaise, repositioning me slightly. His rigid cock stuck out from his body at a ninety-degree angle. When he had me where he wanted me, he gently sank his entire cock into me in one long slow stroke. I moaned again at the penetration.

Carl set up a nice rhythm. He wasn't going to use any of his Tantric practices tonight, the rituals that could let him last for hours without cuming as he delivered many orgasms to me. The presence of Ed and Ally beside us made this a special night for all of us.

I glanced to the other chaise. Ally pushed Ed onto his back. His high state of excitement became apparent as his circumcised cock pointed up at the stars that were winking into the night sky. I was glad the dim patio lighting allowed me to watch the scene so vividly.

Ally came over Ed, facing him as well as me. She smiled at me as she dropped onto Ed's long cock. She immediately became the aggressor, he the vanquished. He loved every minute of her attack, however. 

Ally matched Carl's pace stroke for stroke. At one point the two reached out to each other between the chaises and held hands as they pounded into their lovers. I reached out to Ed and we also held hands tightly.

The joy and blending of hearts rose in intensity as both couples approached their climaxes. A communion with some deeper, more spiritual self touched each of us in the process. We were no longer just physical beings satisfying a basic primal urge; we changed into more sensitive beings operating on some higher plane.

I suspected we'd pulled Ed well out of his comfort zone. Then again, spending days editing and commenting on each scene of a porn film would tend to do that to you too. Try it sometime.

I could feel myself getting near another climax. I could feel Carl swelling in my pussy, his cock adding even more blood to the vessels that swelled and lengthened his pleasure rod. 

Carl whispered to me, "I'm getting near, darling." The others could hear his alert; I sensed their curiosity as they both looked over at us. I glanced at the pair to see Ed's hands cupping Ally's taut breasts, her erect nipples evident between his fingers. Both smiled at me.

Suddenly Carl sped up and in a dozen wild thrusts into me completed our journey to nirvana. We exploded into each other. Carl arched back and away from me as I made a final and lasting thrust up into his body; his fluid started to shoot from his body into me.

By now my legs were over his shoulders to maximize his depth of penetration. My own orgasm had me flexing towards him, thrusting my cunt up into his last downward thrusts. I jetted again into our union, soaking us as our fluids mixed.

As our breathing restarted with a few gasps for air, Carl lowered my legs and allowed himself to lie atop me partially supported with his strong arms. He showered me with kisses over every part of my body he could reach with his mouth. Those parts he couldn't reach, his hands roamed over. The parts his hands couldn't reach were where we were joined together.

"Oh, wow!" we heard Ed exclaim from the other lounger. "Spectacular! I ..."

Ally interrupted him; "I'll show you spectacular, Mister." She rose and dropped her wet cunt down onto his cock yet again. Ed moaned and clearly lost his train of thought.

Ally sped up the pace at which she rode Ed's rod. Now he gave up all control of their union to her. Faster and faster she went, a blur over his arching body. I could see the expression on her face that she approached a rather large explosion. She had that look of concentration and intensity that belay her connectedness with all inside and outside her body. She crested into a tidal wave of passion. Ed seemed to be close behind her.

Ally started to emit little shrieks on every thrust she made; they got louder and louder and echoed across our backyard. Ed's cock jammed its full length into her pussy on each of her down strokes. She'd shriek and rise rapidly until his stick almost fell out. The exposure to the air must have been quite stimulating to him. 




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Then she crested. Her squeals of joy got even more frequent and louder. "Ohhh. Ohhh. Euuu. Euuu. Eeee. Ooooh," repeated over and over again, louder and louder, until a sudden silence overtook the two of them for second, then Ally yelled, "Ooooooooh fuuuuuuucccccck!"

I watched as Ed made a few furious thrusts up into her arched body and then he collapsed back on the chaise. His hands grasped Ally's breasts, almost torturing her in his assault. She collapsed onto his chest and his arms went around her. We heard the gasps for air start a few seconds later. A minute or two later Ally rolled to Ed's side. I reached out to her and she took my hand and we squeezed in sympathy.

Carl rolled to my side away from the other lounger. He spooned in behind me and we cuddled for a few minutes. Finally he said, "Come, Kara. Let's leave the lovers to the rest of their own desires."

The two of us arose and looked at Ed and Ally; Ed's cock remained buried in her pussy, an erotic sight to be sure. I went and shared a kiss with Ally that communicated passion and longing. I kissed my fingertips and then touched Ed's lips. He looked pleased with the attention. Carl and I collected our clothing and disappeared into the house.

To be continued. 



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This story has seven chapters. A reader jumping into the middle of this story will find themselves lost and wondering about the plot line and characters -- so please start at the beginning. This story has plenty of erotic situations as well as a dose of philosophy here and there. I posted this as a "Group" story, however, Lit assigned it as a Novel; parts of this could be published in Group, Erotic Couplings, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Anal and, of course, Romance. If you want to ready more about the Pixie (Chapter 4 plus), see my story 'The Pixie, Joy and Me'. Your votes and comments are solicited and encouraged. 

*

When I came downstairs the next morning, Ed and Ally were in the kitchen making breakfast. Ed had stayed over. The two had an easy and relaxed air between them. My guess is that they hadn't gotten too much sleep; further they both had that freshly fucked look on their faces.

"Good morning you two," I said as I swept into my kitchen.

Ed rose and came to me. He surprised me by taking me into his arms and kissing my cheek. He told me, "You blew my mind last night you know -- Ally, you and Carl. I don't think I understood what a 'hot' sexual situation was until last night. And just so you know I enjoyed every second of it and I'd do it all over again. Sometime soon, I hope." He grinned at me and continued to hold me.

I eyed him carefully then kissed him tenderly on the lips. "Who knows?" I told him and then kissed him again. "Maybe you should stay for dinner again."

Most of the others joined us about nine o'clock and we continued the script and film review, playing each scene over and over again, sometimes a dozen times as we critiqued it and also reviewed what video footage we had that might be used as a substitute for the sexually graphic versions in our original movie.

We took a two-hour break for lunch and Ally and Ed went back to his motel ostensibly for him to take a shower and get a change of clothes. They used every minute of the two hours and had that freshly fucked look again when they returned. Nancy and I were in stitches over how the two of them thought they were so cool in not revealing what they had been doing.

We worked until six o'clock when a good stopping point arrived in our review. Carl broke out some cocktails again, enlisting Ally's help while Ed and I again sat on the patio and talked. The evening had perfect temperature and a light breeze.

"So, Ed," I asked, "Are you a complete person?"

"Hummm," he said. "Another deep question to ponder. Do you have areas you'd like me to specifically address that define a complete person?"

"You answer anyway you feel you want to?" I said, refusing his counter question.

"OK," he said accepting the challenge. Ally arrived about that time bringing me a glass of wine. She sat beside me on the chaise and we both looked at Ed.

Ed began again, "OK, to be a complete person you have to be well rounded and competent in a number of different areas of your life." He sipped the wine that Ally had brought him then said, "The following areas of your life might cover the landscape: family and other relationships, your spiritual side, certainly your work or career, health and fitness, intellectual pursuits -- things that expand your mind, recreation and fun, and I guess what motivates you."

"That's an impressive list right off the top, Ed," I told him. "How do you do in each area?" Ally looked on with great interest.

He began, "I have a good relationship with my parents and brother. We talk a lot and share our activities. I don't have anyone really special in my life but I have some close friends. I feel this might be changing because of this trip, however." He winked at Ally and me.

"My career side you know about. I'm trying to get this business going. My spiritual side I sort of ignore for now but every now and then I get going on a book with that focus or get in touch with my inner self. I'm into Esther Hicks right now. I'd like to start meditating but I'm not sure how to start or what to do besides sitting quietly in a place of beauty and just being."

"I think I eat healthy; my mom raised me with good eating habits. I try to run four times a week and I really like golf and tennis, although you got me interested in swimming last night." Again he had that impish wink. "Intellectually I guess I'd say I'm curious about everything and how it works. I like the arts but don't get to enjoy them enough. I think I'm a fun loving guy. When I get the Sunday paper, I read the comics first."

Ed finished up by adding, "When it comes to what motivates me, I guess it's making a difference in some way. Right now, with our business, I'm trying to bring pleasure to millions of people with some entertainment they might not otherwise see. I also like having a cause of some kind to rally behind, but right now I'm sort of thin on causes."

He paused and said, "Does that come close to answering your question? I know I should have some goals in each area but I haven't had time to think about setting any. I've been pretty centered on Sundance Enterprises and not much else to be honest about things."

I congratulated him on a very thoughtful answer and told him some of my own thinking in each area. Ally jumped into the conversation and talked about her aspirations and feelings about becoming a 'complete' person. As we talked the sun disappeared and soon the four of us were all but sitting in the dark talking about having an impact on life and society.

By this time two pizzas and some salads that Carl had ordered arrived as our dinner. We continued talking as we ate on the patio. Carl made sure our wine glasses remained serviced. After dinner we sat and talked in the dim light that filtered out from inside the house.

Carl eventually went in and brought out some after dinner drinks. Ally and I opted for Grand Marnier and Ed and Carl for Benedictine and Brandy. Carl carefully poured the drinks into the demitasses and passed them out to us.

I raised my glass in a toast, "To success with these films." Everyone said 'here, here' and we sipped our drink.

Ed came and sat beside me. He leaned in and took a sip of my liqueur then leaned in to kiss me. I didn't understand but moved in for our kiss. Just after our lips met, his tongue worked its way into my mouth and then Ed jetted the sip of liqueur he'd taken from his mouth to mine. We finished our kiss with a lot more tongue.

"Oh, my God that's so sexy," I told him as we broke our kiss. "Do it to Ally too."

Ed took a sip of Ally's liqueur then moved into kiss her. He jetted the warm, smooth liquid into her mouth. You could almost see her defenses and resistance melt away as she hugged him in their kiss.

Ally finally broke from the kiss and turned to us, "Oh, my that's nice. It makes me want to do all sorts of sexually nasty things. Is anyone else interested?" 

We all raised our hands.

She then asked, "I need a buddy to swim with. Any takers?" She stood and pulled her top over her head. Her ample breasts popped into view since she wore no bra. 

Carl stood and said, "I'm in." He started to strip as Ally finished and went to the pool's edge. Before she had a chance to dive in, Carl rushed her, pushing her ahead of him into the water. The two screamed with excitement as they plunged, laughing and giggling into the water.

Ed and I looked at each other then stood and peeled our clothing off. Ed said, "Did I tell you that you have a beautiful body? I love how you look. Ally too. You're both so ... gorgeous."

I went to Ed and pressed my naked body against his. "Thank you," I said quietly and kissed him passionately. 

Ed broke the mood by picking me up and walking to the edge of the pool. He stepped in the deep end carrying me and we both sank to the bottom yelling our excitement.

We all swam around a little enjoying the water and talking in low voices to each other.

When I passed near Ally, I asked her in a whisper, "Can we do a foursome? I'd like to try Ed. I feel a connection with him after our conversations."

Ally grinned at me then swam into my arms and kissed me. "Of course, lover. I would give you anything in the world because your happiness becomes my happiness. Besides, I missed Carl last night." She grinned and pushed away from me in Carl's direction. I swam towards Ed.

I told Ed, "Why don't you sit on the side of the pool again?" I smiled lecherously at him briefly before softening my glance. He got the message and pulled himself up on the lip of the pool. I leaned up to him and we kissed passionately again. I could feel one of his hands stroking my breasts. He had the right idea.

Carl lifted Ally out of the pool and sat her right beside Ed. The two of them kissed and I could have sworn I saw steam rising from the pool. Carl moved down to Ally's breasts with his mouth as I saw his fingers go to work on her pussy. I heard the quick intake of her breath.

I inhaled Ed's rising cock and started to pump it with my hand as I went down on him. Nancy had taught me how to deep throat a penis. I practiced on Ed with great success; on my third try I didn't gag and I swallowed his entire cock. Ed moaned and asked rhetorically in a moan, "How do you do that?"

As I sucked on Ed I felt two of Carl's fingers go into my pussy and start a not too subtle exploration of my nether region. I liked this. I thought we should be filming. As I sucked on Ed I reached next to me and started to fondle Carl's cock. This worked well too. I thought we might use a scene like this in one of our videos in some way.

After a few minutes, Ed stopped me. He said, "Kara, come up to a chaise. Let me make love to you." He stroked my hair. I rose to face him and we kissed again. I climbed out of the pool by way of the nearby stairs and let Ed lead me to one of the poolside loungers. He helped position me and then spread my legs and sank his fingers into my pussy as his tongue started to massage my clitoris. I know I groaned very loudly as his pleasure started.

Only a minute or two later Carl moved the other chaise beside us and he lay down next to me. Ally moved into a sixty-nine position with him, her dripping cunt planted on his eager mouth as her mouth acted like a unique and special vagina for Carl's cock. They both looked happy and eager in their endeavors and I certainly had found some nearby heaven as Ed ate me.

Ed brought me to a small orgasm then moved up my body, licking and sucking on my skin and breasts as he rose over me. When we kissed he asked, "May I make love to you?"

"Oh yes, please," I whispered to him. I put my legs behind him and pulled him tight to me as we kissed.

He pulled away and stood, his erect tool standing from his body. Without touching his rod, he moved to align the tip of his cock with the entrance to my pussy; he then gently pushed forward ever so slowly. He sank into me and I had another small orgasm. 

Ed started to pump into me at a more rapid pace. I could tell he'd had enough of the foolishness of foreplay and now wanted his orgasm as well as to bring me pleasure. We stared into each other's eyes, watching our facial expressions and talking softly to one another as he pistoned his long cock into my pussy. My plumbing system decided to turn on and as we fucked we both got wetter and wetter as my body produced the sex juices to lubricate my cunt and attract this male.

Ed told me, "I love you, Kara. You are such special and you ask such hard and thought-provoking questions. I can see why Carl and Ally and all the others love you so much. You inspire it in people." He made five or six very hard thrusts to drive his point home.

I talked back to him; "Well, you're pretty special yourself. I don't think you see this as a fuck fest. You see this as a way to enjoy and be close to people you like and feel special about. We feel that way about you too. Ooooooh, right there!"

"Thank you Kara. I want to bring you pleasure. Are you near? Can you cum with me when I climax?" Ed asked.

"In about thirty seconds I'm going to cum again. Is that fast enough for you?" I said.

Ed stepped up his pace and said, "That'll ... be ... just ... fine!" He made about five large lunges into my body and then came. I came with him. My entire cunt went into uncontrollable spasms of joy over the event and a wave of extraordinary pleasure swept through me. My cunt squeezed Ed's cock and milked every drop of cum out of it as it rested at the zenith of his orgasm.

He collapsed onto me and we kissed and cooed at each other.

In the meantime, next to us Ally had mounted Carl and rode him with great abandon. I don't think I'd never seen Carl's cock so big. Ally enjoyed every thrust and feel that came from Carl. 

I whispered to Ed, "You know if I get you hard again you could take Ally's back door." His eyebrows practically rotated off his face.

"Really," he said. I nodded. 

"Wait here," I told him as I pulled off of his cock. I rose and walked to the house. Just inside the door, in the drawer of a small table, we kept some lube for those just in case situations on the patio like this one. I brought the tube back to Ed and then went down on him. He tasted like me; funny thing about that. I had to work on him for a few minutes before he hardened up again; I'm sure he hardened faster than usual because of the visual stimulation Ally provided as she fucked Carl.

I finally rose and said, "There! You'll do." I handed him the lube and gestured to Ally.

Ed got up and moved behind Ally. He reached around her and grabbed her swaying breasts. "You need a living bra, my darling," he said as he caressed her tits. "I'm told you might like me at your back door?" Ally nodded eagerly and tried to look back at him.

"Please do it. Put it in me. We've only done this once before so take it easy. Use a finger first, then two, then your cock; that way I'll be prepared." 

Ed stroked his cock then squirted some of the lube onto Ally's ass as she leaned forward onto Carl. Carl hugged her and held her steady; he told her, "Just relax. Think about how good this will feel." 

Ed carefully inserted his middle finger into Ally's rosebud, pushing past the resistance he felt. When he reached the limit he thrust back and forth a few times. He then added a second finger and repeated the process, and then a third. This time he thrust more energetically into her body and held her open to his advances longer each time. Ally was cooing into Carl and back over her shoulder at the sensations he was delivering.

Ed finally pulled his fingers from her ass, leaving a gaping hole. He started to work his stiff cock into Ally's tail with some added lubricant. "Oooooh fuck!" Ally moaned as his cock started to slide into her hole. Ed worked at it and soon had sunk most of his stick into her ass. Finally he got balls deep in her. His sack hung down beside where Carl's cock penetrated Ally's pussy.

Carl and Ed started a slow rhythm in Ally, at first in sync then purposely in opposition to one another. Ally went into orgasm mode immediately -- she started having one long, uninterrupted orgasm as the guys stroked in and out of her orifices. She loved this. Her face contorted, but in the nicest of ways. Ed pulled her hair back in an almost painful gesture; I could tell Ally liked the domination.

Then I had a surprise. I lay on the chaise next to the threesome engaged in the double penetration. I had my legs apart and suddenly a female head appeared between them, lapping at my freshly fucked pussy. 

"June," I blurted out. "What are you doing here?"

She rose from my pussy and said, "We heard you. Mike will be here in a second. We came to be part of this." She looked beside her and added; "I see you've added Ed to the fray." She smiled at the occasion.

June went back to lapping my juices and the cum from me. I headed for that orgasm place myself. I lay with my eyes closed enjoying the sensations she gave me.

Then I felt the tongue stop and a just as quickly a long and very hard cock entered my pussy. I love to be fucked by Mike. As he stroked his shaft into me, June came and lowered her pussy onto my mouth. I lapped up at her succulent juices, noting that she'd also been fucked within the past hour.

I heard Carl and Ed arranging their orgasms into Ally's body. A minute or so later I heard a lot of grunting and groaning. Ally screamed with some new pleasures again as the guys brought her to further peak she hadn't known about.

I thrust my fist up into June's cunt, working first a few fingers and then my entire hand into her. I rotated my hand so my knuckles would rub her G-spot. They did and June came. This turned Mike on and I felt him speed up. I wondered why we were all in a rush tonight? I warned Mike, "I'm getting very near and you're sounding like you are too."

Mike nodded then started summary jerks of his cock into my body. He summoned forth the last of all the cum that he had inside him that night. As I felt him start this ending dance, I allowed myself to cum. We exploded together.

"THAT is why the word spectacular was invented," Ed observed from his superior vantage point standing behind Ally with his cock still buried in her ass. As Ally lay collapsed on Carl's chest, Ed massaged her back in a loving gesture. "I can't believe there are six people out here making love."

From out of the darkness Sy's deep voice said, "You're wrong! There are eight people out here making love. We just didn't see a way to join your party so Nancy and I made our own party over here and watched all you guys. You're all better than a porn movie."

"I think I know some folks that are trying to create a porn movie that is better than sex," I jested. 

We all laughed. Bodies uncoupled, rearranged themselves, and then lay beside other friends and neighbors in unusual combinations. A rest period seemed to be called for and we decided the evening still needed further exploration. I noticed that several of us were panting rather heavily.

*

Ed stayed an extra week. We all knew he wanted to be close to all of us and continue the lovemaking romps that became almost routine for our evenings. Occasionally he and Ally would disappear for long lunch hours too. They had a thing for each other, but that said, neither exhibited any trace of exclusivity other than their luncheon forays.

Carl, Mike and Ed scanned the rest of the excess video footage from the filming of Trial and Error and were able to create replacement scenes for about half the scenes Ed thought should be replaced with more 'sedate' footage. In the process we lengthened the overall film by five minutes and we were ready to start shooting the rest of the replacement footage to turn our "X" rated film into an "R" rated film.

Ed reluctantly said goodbye to all of us and flew back to the west coast. We were all sorry to have him leave.

Carl, Ally and I finished blocking out the shooting schedule the next day, and the day after that we started videoing replacement scenes. The seven of us were enthusiastic about the new footage and finished all the replacement shots in ten days rather than the eighteen we'd expected to use. Carl and Mike did another editing magic marathon and in another four days we had an "R" rated version of Trial and Error that we felt we could submit to the Sundance Film Festival. He burned about ten DVDs and sent a few off to Jim and Ed on the west coast by FedEx.

Jim called the following Monday. "Good news," he said to Carl who'd answered the phone and put him on speaker so Ally and I could hear. We were in the midst of a late lunch. "Ed and I finished a careful review of the two films yesterday -- both your DVDs - and they're great. We can see no changes to recommend."

"Whew," we said audibly so they both knew we were pleased.

Jim went on, "You guys did a wonderful job converting the films. Everything is so smooth; you'd never know which films came first -- the 'R's' or the 'X's'. Now, one thing we did that we hope is all right -- we'd sort of talked about it -- we submitted both films to the Sundance Film Festival."




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"That's great!" I exclaimed. "I wondered if we'd have to do anything."

"No," Ed said from the speaker on the telephone. "We have some contacts in Sundance that will tell us whether they think one or both of the films will make the cut. We should hear in a couple of weeks. It'll be an unofficial opinion at that point but it will be a good indicator of what might happen when the final selections are made late in the year."

"Great. Keep us informed," Carl shouted.

Ally yelled, "We miss you guys and you should know we're starting on another film this week."

Carl and I looked at each other sort of surprised by her statement but let it pass for now.

We all said goodbye and hung up the telephone.

"What film are we starting this week?" I asked Ally.

She grinned broadly and said, "The name of the film is 'Love Strokes' and it's in a first draft stage for both writing and blocking but I need help." She ran off to her room and came back with a huge loose-leaf notebook jam packed with pages with post-it notes hanging out of every other page. "Here it is," she said with a big grin.

"What have you been doing, you darling girl?" I asked as I accepted her tomb.

"Kara, you inspired me. Everyone did. When we'd make love, I'd remember how it felt and the combinations of people around me. I put it down on paper. The storyline is fictitious but it is sort of the sequel to Love Comes Twice. Oh, and I started playing with 'R' and 'X' versions of the film as you'll see. I figured we'd shoot both at the same time rather than have to return and do a patch up at the end."

Carl slapped the counter with a wide grin and said, "There goes my afternoon golf game. I want to hear every word of this straight from the screen writer's mouth." He rose and hugged Ally. I did too.

"I am so impressed that you did this. This is positively amazing," I added to Carl's praise.

Mike and Nancy joined us that afternoon as Ally walked us through her script, talking in the scenes as she went. We worked through a not so fancy pizza dinner that got delivered about six and finished at eight o'clock.

"I love it," Nancy said with a grin. .

"Me too," Mike added. "A few suggestions we can talk about it all tomorrow."

"How do you want the critiques and suggestions," I asked Ally in a supportive voice.

She thought for a moment and said, "Naked and in the pool."

We laughed and I said, "That's NOT what I meant. Do you want a script review, one-on-on with each of us, all of us together picking at it, and us being blunt or soft? I think we all have comments but let me tell you this is first class and all we'll be doing is touching up the icing on the cake."

Ally thought and said, "I still like naked and in the pool, and I'll take all your comments any way at all -- bluntly or softly. I'm just horny after talking about sex most of the day. Can someone please volunteer to fix that for me -- Now!" We laughed again.

"OK," I said, "Every body into the pool." I picked up the pizza boxes and carried the few leftover slices into the kitchen. The room emptied and headed towards the backyard.

Several days later, Carl got Jim, Ed, Harold and our attorney on a four-way conference call a to talk about Love Strokes before we even started filming. Carl wondered whether to just do an "R" version, an "X" version, or do two versions of the film as well as how to release the next film and get the maximum impact on the DVD markets.

A consensus grew during the conversation to repeat the steps we'd done with Love Comes Twice, specifically do the "X" version, release it, see how the adult market responds, if the response is good release the "R" version and then market the hell out of the two of them. With all of us agreeing the call ended and Carl told us he felt much better about going forward with those legal and marketing hurdles clarified.

The six of us sat as a panel for a week and made suggestions to Ally who took copious notes. She'd disappear at night and we could hear her at her computer madly typing up revisions to the script book. Some nights she didn't make it to bed. 

A week later, Mike and Carl broke out all the videography equipment and we started filming.

The second evening after video taping started, just after Carl, Ally and I had made love, I lay in Ally's arms who in turn lay in Carl's arms. I half-turned to her and said, "Ally, I want to do something that just feels right if you'll let me."

"Sure," she said. "What?"

"I want you to be the Director of this film -- the point person, the go-to person, the person that knows what's happening next and what it should be. I want to be your assistant rather than the other way around."

Ally sat up, "Oh, Kara that's not at all what you hired me for. I'm your gofer and your assistant not the other way around. I just sort of helped out by writing a sequel. It doesn't feel right to me at all. I'm happy this way."

"Yea, but you wrote this wonderful script and blocked it all out yourself -- just as I did on the first two films. You've been dreaming of doing something like this since you were in high school and even more since you were in college. Now you're doing it. You should lead your own effort."

Ally lay back and thought for a while. She didn't like to argue. Finally she said, "We can try it as far as the film is concerned but in every other way I still want to be your aide." She half-turned to Carl and asked him, "You're awfully quiet back there. What do you think? Don't you have an opinion?"

Carl pulled Ally to him and kissed her even though it proved to be an awkward position. "I think Kara's right. This is your film and we are your staff on this one. Think how it would be if it had been Sy or June or Mike or Nancy that wrote Love Strokes. We'd all shift around and become their assistants. No big deal. We just happened to get to where we are because Kara wrote the first two scripts."

"Oh, OK," Ally said reluctantly. She thought for a moment and then added with a grin, "Well, if the two of you are my assistants, then you better get busy. I need a couple of more orgasms and another good fucking before we go to sleep."

We complied with her every wish.

We did something else about that time that also changed our relationship with Ally. We convened a special meeting of the company board -- the six of us. Ally had gone off shopping for an afternoon and didn't know about our special meeting. I put forth a motion to give Ally a large reward for her screen writing efforts and another motion to elect her into full membership in the company and to issue company shares to her. With only positive discussion both motions passed unanimously.

We were all still in our living room when Ally returned. We called her in and Carl said in his stern voice that we had something to talk to her about. She looked a little worried as she came in and joined us. We were a solemn group and managed to hold our long faces until June burst out laughing; she couldn't contain her enthusiasm and went and hugged Ally.

The all turned to me. "Ally," I said, "we've had a meeting of the company board that concerns you. First, we've voted unanimously to award you a one-time payment of $100,000 to thank you for your work, for your script and as an inducement to join the company on a full membership basis. That's the second thing we want you as a full member of the company. You'll have equal shares in the company -- the same as we do."

Ally got all teary and said "Oh, yes. Oh, I love you all so much. You didn't have to do this. Oh I'm so grateful." She started crying. She came and put her head on my shoulder and I held her; she cried and smiled at the same time and all sorts of strange gagging sounds kept emanating from deep in her throat. We all gathered around and hugged and kissed her. We created a momentous occasion for her.

*

We asked Ally to write into the script some scenes in foreign countries. I thought it would be great to take the entire crew -- all seven of us -- to someplace in Europe for a working holiday. Ally had liked the idea and soon her script had scenes in London, Paris and Rome. I mean after all, a tax write-off is a tax write-off. Thus one Thursday afternoon, all seven of us piled aboard a Boeing 777 with a huge pile of luggage and technology and headed for London's Heathrow airport.

While we joked between ourselves about joining the Mile High club the crowded plane forced us to behave. In lieu of such events we took turns trying to guess who the sky marshals on the plane were, and tried to get some sleep on the red eye. Ally fell asleep in my arms as Carl held me.

We had a hotel on the north side of Hyde Park that I'd found and booked for all of us. Some of the rooms connected and soon we had arranged ourselves more or less to fit the small rooms. The rooms were so small we could not film in them. I did think we could duplicate the layout more spaciously back home so we took a lot of stills to work from. In the meantime we started wandering the City and doing film clips just about everywhere we went. 

I went wild trying to keep up with the filming and accounting for every scene. Ally liked the various scenes and thanked me for taking so much of the coordination burden off her shoulders. We kissed often, of course.

We decided that several of the major dialogue sequences would take place down at Piccadilly Circus, right near the fountain and the statue of Eros. We spent two days shooting down there and finally got our few minutes of video with the right lighting and background.

After playing tourist for a few days, we took the high-speed train down to Paris arriving in the early afternoon. At the little hotel a block off the Champs d'Elyseé we took over an entire floor. After check-in, we immediately left to explore the City and fell in love with Paris. Where did we do the videos in Paris? Why along the River Seine with the Eiffel Tower in the background of course. We filmed for a day and played tourists for two more.

We blitzed Rome in a whirlwind visit and the taxi drivers amazed us. Carl made us have lunch just off one of the major roundabouts; he wanted to film one of the worst pile-ups in history and be there when it happened but the screeching of brakes and yelling continued as a matter of routine and no cars made contact -- at least while we were there. We filmed around some of the old Roman ruins for a day and played for two more. We were glad to have lots of playtime on this trip.

Unbelievably we were back home fourteen days after we left. Everyone took a couple of days to recover from the trip and then we were back on schedule filming. 

Then Carl and I had something happen that stopped me in my tracks and also created a major disruption in the shooting schedule. My brother called one Thursday evening and announced that he planned to be in our area on business on Monday and he wanted to spend the weekend with us. He lived in Ohio with his wife and two kids. I was upbeat during the call and told him to come by all means, even though he planned to arrive the next day, in less than twenty-four hours. 

My first thought was, "Oh shit!"

I alerted the others and we immediately began moving people, props and equipment to other houses and rearranging furniture back to normal in our house. First, we had to hide all the expensive camera equipment. I didn't want to have to explain an expensive hobby when we were supposedly out of work. Second, Ally had to move over to Mike and June's home temporarily lest we have to explain that relationship. Third, we had to back-up all the computers and lug the extra monitors and projection equipment to Sy and Nancy's to hide them. Overall it took us about four hours to return our household to a "normal" state versus a film set and production operation we happened to live in. 

My older brother, Doug, is a hunk. He stands over six feet and is a trim hundred-eighty pounds, most of it muscle from a routine fitness campaign. He's handsome with a wonderful personality yet he does not look like anyone you would want to tangle with. 

In spite of his appearance, he is a pussycat. He married Melissa -- the Pixie - about five years previous and they have two adorable little girls. They live in a development outside of Columbus and Doug is a rising executive in a real estate investment trust, responsible for managing all of the properties the trust owns. His trip to visit was a surprise for he didn't leave the Columbus area all that often.

Doug planned on visiting a new vendor to his company on Monday on the outskirts of the City. Melissa and the girls apparently had other plans for the weekend, so we'd apparently won Doug for the weekend.

Carl and I welcomed him with hugs and strong handshakes. He'd arrived in the late afternoon and soon Carl and Doug both had a beer in their hands and were sitting beside the pool. I came and joined them; pulling up a patio chair to the table they were sitting at. We were all very cordial and seemed relaxed.

Then Doug sprung his surprise. He waited for a lull in the conversation then looked at Carl and then at me and asked, "So how is the porn business?" I guess I knew some how in my mind that we'd get discovered; I just didn't know when or how. I shot Carl a glance. Carl remained very relaxed and looked at me to see how I wanted to handle this situation. Outright lying could have been used to advantage in this situation.

I asked Doug, "Excuse me. Would you care to explain that question?"

Doug snickered at his 'scoop' and started, "Every now and then, just to keep some spice in our marriage, I confess that Melissa and I enjoy a little porn. You know, a DVD plugged into the bedroom TV set as we push the limits on our comfort zone or play at one or another of our fantasies."

He continued, "So about a week ago I stop by our Triple-X Adult Film and Book Store on the way home from work and I'm browsing the store for a good film or two and I see this special display for two films by the same outfit. One film is called Love Comes Twice and the other Trial and Error."

Doug kept looking between the two of us but continued, "Now it's odd that they promote one porn film versus another because there is such a wide variety in the kinky tastes of the American public, so the display really caught my attention. Anyway, I ended up buying the two-video package. I remember the display had lots of rave reviews about the videos. I figured how could you miss with reviews and PR like that."

Carl and I both nodded and focused on his every word. Doug liked being the center of attention.

He went on, "So Melissa and I loved up the kids, read them stories and tucked them in bed. Now we had the whole evening to ourselves. We figure we'll make love and watch one of the videos I'd just bought and fool around. I pop one of the DVDs into the player and turn it on as we start to get into our ... errr ... lovemaking."

"I'm splitting my attention between what Mel is doing to me and what is happening on the TV screen, AND THERE IS MY SISTER GETTING FUCKED BY SOME GUY THAT'S NOT CARL. "

I calmly said, "Oh, you must have been watching Love Comes Twice to get to a love scene so early in the video."

Carl struggled to hold back a laugh and let out a snort. I almost burst out laughing except I didn't want to insult Doug if he was that concerned.

Doug asked again, his voice bellowing across the patio; "So WHAT ARE YOU DOING? "

Carl answered calmly now deciding to come to my aide, "We are making adult films, and I might add that we are very good at it."

"What does being 'good' at it mean? You don't catch AIDS or some other disease?" Doug asked sarcastically. He leaned forward in his chair and now, for the first time, demonstrated that he was upset with the two of us.

"No," Carl said, "But you should know that we're very careful about all that. What being 'good' at it means is that we've already cleared a million dollars this year -- after taxes."

Doug fell back in his chair as though Carl had hit him hard in the chest. He said, "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope," Carl said. "To be more exact, so far this year our little film company has made almost three million dollars on those two films and off an advance to put both films into 'R' rated versions. We will most likely have both versions of those videos featured at the Sundance Film Festival in Park City, Utah in January. Being selected means the films will get another jolt of earnings and it paves the way for our future films to be welcomed in more respectable cinematic circles."

Doug turned numb as he asked, "Where's the other two million?"

I gestured to the homes on either side of us and said, "Our partners live next door to us. We are all in this together. If you watched both films you saw everybody in the company at one time or another."

"I'll say I saw everybody," Doug said, leaning forward again. "I saw all there is to see about everybody too." Doug wanted to ask some more questions but he started sputtering about where to take the conversation.

I jumped in and asked him, "So did you watch the two films? What did you think of them?"

Doug took a big breath and said, "After I got over the shock that my sister was getting fucked on the video, Melissa and I paid more attention. We paid more attention the second time through too ... and the third ... and the fourth. I just couldn't believe it was you."

He looked at Carl and said, "I guess I can say this in front of you and don't take offense, but I got the biggest hard-on I've ever had watching that film. Hell, even as we kept watching Mel and I made love three times; it was some of the hottest sex we've ever had. If she wasn't on the pill she'd be having septuplets we fucked so many times watching that film just that one night."

I nodded trying to encourage him to go on so that he got some his built up tension out of his body.

"Anyway after we watched it all the way through the first time Mel says, 'Put it on again.' So I restart the DVD and I get another hard-on immediately. This is historic. We maneuver so we can both watch the TV and see it again, this time paying even more attention even though we're fucking like rabbits." I looked at both of them and added, "I figure I can use this language around you guys and you won't be offended."

We both nod and I said, "Go on."

"So we watch the entire film again as we slow fuck right to the end and then we have another round of fireworks together - very nice climaxes. So, yes, I loved your video. But don't like my sister being in it. What were you thinking?"

"Would you have gotten so hard and paid so much attention to the film if it hadn't been your sister," I asked him.

I could see the color come up in his face. "Kara. I love you and I always have. But for the first time in my life you made me see you as a desirable woman and not as my sister. Every time I've watched those films -- and I should tell you we've watched one or the other of them at least once every night for the past week since I bought them - I've wanted to make love to you."

"Then why don't you?" Carl asked.

Doug sat back like he'd been hit in the chest again. Now he really sputtered. "You ... you ... you ... you mean ... you mean you'd ...I'd ... she'd ..." He couldn't put the whole thought together but we could tell he had gotten the message.

Carl and I sat calmly and watched Doug get his act together. After a moment, I said, "I'll go get us some more beers and some nibbles. Be right back."

In the kitchen I quickly got the refreshments together then I called Ally on her cell. I explained what had happened with Doug and suggested that she come over to be Carl's date, leaving me to deal with whatever situation developed with Doug. She chuckled sympathetically and said she'd be over in five minutes.




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 04



I took the drinks back to the patio and replaced the guy's empties. Apparently no one had said anything much since I left. Carl sat in exaggerated peacefulness watching the last rays of the sunset reflected in the pool; Doug remained in the middle of a mental tornado whirling around in his brain.

I made some small talk about the weather and the pool and then Ally came through the fence from Mike and June's house. 

"Oh here's Ally," I said. I winked at Carl to let him know I'd arranged her return to the house. He winked back. Ally walked up to our group on the patio.

"Ally this is my brother Doug." I gestured to Doug. "And Doug this is my dear friend Ally. She assisted all of on the second film and now I'm her assistant for the one we're shooting now. It's the sequel to Love Comes Twice. It's called Love Strokes and Ally wrote it."

Doug shook Ally's hand very carefully and he studied her. He finally said, "You were in Trial and Error -- towards the end. You fucked Carl and ... and you made love with Kara."

"Right." Ally said with a smile, apparently glad for the recognition of her role in the video. She came over to me and we put our arms around each other and kissed passionately. The kiss relieved some of the built up tension I felt talking to Doug about our business. Ally then went and kissed Carl. Then she paused and looked at Doug and said, "If you're Kara's brother, you deserve a big kiss too." She walked into his arms and pasted herself against Doug from groin to shoulder and drove her tongue into his mouth. The kiss lasted a long thirty seconds.

Ally pulled away and said, "You kiss nice." She stroked his cheek and went and sat next to Carl. Doug dropped back into his chair with an amazed look on his face.

Doug blubbered, "I haven't kissed anybody other than Melissa since we got married. Wow, what a 'hot' kiss! Thank you." He had a glassy eyed look as he ogled Ally.

I quietly said to him, "You could kiss me that way if you wanted to." That started his tornado again. Doug looked at me in a most un-sisterly way and went quiet.

I went and got Ally a glass of wine and added some crackers and cheese to the tray. When I got back to the patio Carl and Ally were holding hands and talking about next week's shooting schedule.

I figured I needed to defuse some of Doug's mental anguish. I couldn't change the situation but I could possibly change how he thought about it. "Doug," I started. "There are some things you should know about the group here that's involved with the videos. First, we all more or less got into this because we needed jobs and couldn't find any. Carl and I were in danger of losing The House -- we were just about out of cash and in arrears on mortgage and credit card payments. Then Sy," I gestured next door, "got the idea we should do an adult video."

I went on, "It's important that you know that we all love each other. We are not only best friends in every nuance of the word; we are also each other's lovers and confidants. We are also each other's business partners and spiritual advisors. Our lives are inextricably intertwined with each other in every way and on every level you can think of. This is not a swing club or a group grope that we get off on now and again. We are as serious about our relationships as you are about yours and Melissa's. We work at them every day and in every way we can think of."

"We share a philosophy about relationships that might help you understand where we're coming from and why the videos came so easily for us. For one, there's no jealousy amongst us, only the joy we feel when we see one of our lover's happy and satisfied. That even means between spouses. There is no sense of exclusivity or possessiveness in our group. The only tension we have is wanting to be with each other all the time."

"We are committed to each other's growth and evolution. So, for instance, that is why I'm working as Ally's assistant even though we hired her almost six months ago to be my assistant for the second video. This is her film and I want her to be a success."

Doug listened intently and nodded his understanding.

I went on, "We have a love for each other's different styles and approaches to life. We are really extended family. When we screw up we own up to it and we confront it; we don't hide from it. We believe we need to be physical with each other; thus, as you meet us you will see we take time to touch one another and to really acknowledge each other. Our sexuality is just part of that acknowledgement and sharing, and it is very important for all of us."

Doug asked in a softening voice, "So you almost have a group marriage here?"

"Yes," I answered. "One where we believe you can love more than one person and that Love is in such short supply around the world that we should share it."

"I know 'Unconditional Love' was the underlying theme in the two films," Doug said. He thought a second and added; "See I did do more than just get my rocks off watching them. I got the not so hidden message in them." Doug paused and asked, "So you don't care if Ally goes off with Carl?"

"Oh, I care a lot," I explained with a smile. "I hope they can find the kind of place they'd like to make love -- the ambience. I hope that if they want friends to join them that the others find them at just the right time and in the right way to please them. I hope they have a sensual experience that brings them to new and higher levels of understanding about themselves and each other. I hope their orgasms are mind-blowing and memorable. Yes, I care a great deal. I want them to be happy. In return I know they think of me in the same way."

Doug just nodded but he had a slight smile of appreciation forming on his face. 

I asked him, "What kind of a relationship do you have with Melissa? How would you feel if she had an intimate relationship with someone she cared about? What would she say if you had a relationship with one of us?"

"Oh, those are tough questions to think about. We talk about it sometimes. She'd like to have an affair with someone she works with a lot. She's told me not to feel threatened and I don't, but I don't like her going off with her friend in that way. She broke it off before it developed into anything."

"Because you owned her?" I asked.

"Because I thought we were committed to each other," he said.

"So commitment meant ownership and exclusivity?"

He thought a minute and said, "Yeah. Mel and I keep bumping up against this point in our relationship. She doesn't want to be owned nor exclusive. She says she's more committed to her own growth and to mine, than even I am."

"Would it have been different if you were friends and you all shared the philosophy that I outlined for you a moment ago? That instead of feeling jealous and having your nose out of joint, you wanted her to have a fantastic experience with her friend and you even did things to help make it happen in a way that made it wonderful for her?"

Doug slowly nodded. He said, "It would have been so different. She would have been so happy and I probably would have been too -- in the end. Instead I made it all a messy scene that went on for a while -- I made it pretty intolerable for her and I guess him too."

"Have you talked about it since then?" I asked.

"No. And I guess we need to. With this approach it's so much easier to talk about relationships and bring things like this out in the open." Doug looked off and I could tell he was re-thinking the situation.

"Why don't you go call her? Tell what you've learned and what you're feeling."

He nodded and said, "I'm going to take a little walk down your street. I need to have a long overdue conversation with my wife, plus she wanted me to call after I talked to you guys." He grinned sheepishly at us.

Carl said, "We'll start dinner cooking while you're gone. Let's say it'll hit the table in about forty-five minutes." We both nodded at each other and Doug left. I could see him hitting the buttons on his cell phone as he walked around the side of the house.

As he disappeared Carl said, "That went better than expected. You've raised his whole level of consciousness about relationships and life."

"Let's see what Melissa has to say to him about all this. I actually have a good feeling about this." I turned to Ally, "Can you join us or are you plugged in next door."

"No, I'm yours for the night. Mike had to go up to his parent's for the weekend. June is out for the evening with a couple of her sorority sisters 'catching up.' I'll just run back and leave her a note that I'm staying over here so she knows where I am. Will I be sleeping here or there?"

"Sleep here in our bed as usual. Tell her to come over and snuggle in with us. I may be with Doug. I do hope to seduce him tonight," I said devilishly. We laughed and Carl rolled his eyes.

About an hour later Doug came back in the yard. I could see that he had been crying. I went and put my arms around him, "Is everything all right bro? You're all teary." I kissed his wet cheek.

"I just had the best conversation with my wife in our marriage and here I am a thousand miles away. She agrees with your whole philosophy and wondered why the two of us hadn't had the discussion years ago or even before we got married. I think I'm a little thick."

I nodded and held him tightly against me.

"I told Mel to find her old friend if it wasn't too late and rekindle the kind of relationship that she wanted with him. That blew her away. She told me that we need to not only love each other but also the others we meet. She includes being physical, I know; she's that type of person. And you know, for the first time I hope she is successful and that it works for her. I want her to be happy. I feel like a lead weight had been lifted from my shoulders."

I hugged him again then pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him. "Live in the 'Now, Doug,'" I told him. I pulled him towards the patio dinner table with my arm around him. 

Ally had watched us. She came up to Doug again, this time with no bravado, she just wrapped her arms around him and held him for a minute in an 'Ally hug'. He held her. When they pulled apart I heard him whisper, "Thank you."

We sat and ate and let the conversation wander to a wide range of topics. We kept coming back to relationships but then would wander off talking about filming or marketing DVDs or the Sundance Film Festival, and then we'd wander off about Doug's job and the client he was visiting on Monday.

Clean up after dinner went very fast with the four of us helping. 

As the last of the dishes disappeared, I suggested a swim or relaxing in the hot tub. Ally winked at me and I winked back. Doug said that a dip in the pool would be nice since they didn't have one at their northern home. 

The words were no sooner out of his mouth than Ally stood and pulled off her clothing. Doug's mouth fell open; I swear a bird could have built a nest in the gaping hole. I also stood and started to pull off my clothing.

To be continued. 



The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 05



This story has seven chapters. A reader jumping into the middle of this story will find themselves lost and wondering about the plot line and characters -- so please start at the beginning. This story has plenty of erotic situations as well as a dose of philosophy here and there. I posted this as a "Group" story, however, Lit assigned it as a Novel; parts of this could be published in Group, Erotic Couplings, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Anal and, of course, Romance. If you want to ready more about the Pixie (Chapter 4 plus), see my story 'The Pixie, Joy and Me'. Your votes and comments are solicited and encouraged. 

*

As the last of the dishes disappeared, I suggested a swim or relaxing in the hot tub. Ally winked at me and I winked back. Doug said that a dip in the pool would be nice since they couldn't swim in their pool this time of year at their northern home. 

The words were no sooner out of his mouth than Ally stood and pulled off her clothing. Doug's mouth fell open; I swear a bird could have built a nest in the gaping hole. I also stood and started to pull off my clothing.

Ally and I are very shapely women with fully developed breasts. I have a little more up top than she does, but we are both 'hot' commodities. When we were nude we both turned to Doug and started to unbutton his shirt and unbuckle his pants. Behind us Carl started stripping down for a dip too.

I heard Carl hit the water about the time we got down to Doug's underwear. He balked and I nudged Ally toward the water. She went and dove in, swimming up and kissing Carl as she surfaced.

"Now Doug," I said quietly, "I really need to see my big brother in all his glory. Not only that, I am serious about us making love later tonight. You need to make love to me for all sorts of reasons. First, you've always wanted to fuck a porn queen. Then, there's the learning and growth you'll have when I turn you any which way but loose. Oh, it'll also free your thinking about what Mel does in her spare time. Next, I've always wanted to be physical with you from the time you were sixteen. I've put this off for too many years." I leaned in and kissed him, running my nipples across his chest in a very erotic fashion.

"Wow, you are still blowing my mind. Carl won't mind -- he won't think us kinky that we're brother and sister."

"Of course, he will," I said with a smile. "But that's all right with him too." I ran my finger around the elastic in his briefs and then pushed them down his leg.

Doug's large tool flopped out into a semi-erect position in the open air as his briefs dropped down his legs. He stepped out of them. I reached over and grabbed hold of his cock and pulled him towards the pool. "Come. Swim. Love," I said as I leapt into the pool. Doug jumped in right behind me.

Ally and Carl were swimming around softly talking to one another, thus when I heard another splash I turned with a start. Much to my surprise June came up in my arms. We kissed and hugged. My naked neighbor had returned home, found Ally's note, seen us in the pool and snuck over to join us.

"You looked like you were having so much fun, I couldn't resist," she said. "And you must be Doug," she said walking over to my brother through the shallow water. June was nude and probably has the nicest, roundest tits of any of us. Doug's eyes were falling out of his head.

June put her arms around Doug's neck and kissed him. He kissed back and held her waist. She turned to me, "Do you know you have your brother all excited, Kara?" she giggled as she floated away from him and towards Carl and Ally. I nodded vigorously.

I went to Doug and again reached for his erect prick under the water. If anything he'd hardened from June's kiss. We watched Carl, Ally and June kiss one another.

Ally floated over to us after that and asked, "Can I join you two tonight or is this just a family affair?" 

I turned to Doug, "Shall we let Ally join us. I think she likes you and I know I do."

Doug nodded slowly. He was having problems looking us in the face he was so entranced with our breasts. I think he would have agreed to anything at that point.

Ally said, "Oh, thank you." She pasted herself against Doug and the two engaged in a very passionate kiss. I watched Ally's hips start to move back and forth and guessed that she had trapped Doug's cock between her legs and against her pussy and decided to deliver some stimulation to him. He looked pleased.

I said, "Bring him over to the pool's edge. Have him sit up here." I gestured towards my favorite spot to deliver a blowjob.

Doug came over and pulled himself out of the pool and onto the edge. Ally and I were in front of him looking in awe at his erect cock. Even in the dim light filtering onto the patio his cock impressed.

Ally motioned to me and I went down on my brother. I slowly engulfed his erect cock and on my second intake of his rod I sank all the way down him in my new hallmark deep throat move. I could hear his sudden intake of breath as I bottomed out with my nose against his pelvic bone. I held the position and then slowly pulled off.

Ally immediately repeated the process I'd just done, deep throating his cock in a slow sensuous move. As she did I took one of Doug's hands and brought it up to my breast to encourage him to be more active. He got the message and pinched my nipple and rolled it between his fingers. I could feel the electricity from his attention surge through my body and go straight to my cunt.

As Ally slavered over his cock I got out of the pool and backed over Doug. I nudged his head back so that when he looked up my pussy was right there. I bent my knees slightly and lowered my pussy to his mouth. He quickly brought his tongue into action and soon the pleasure from his mouth started.

"You taste so good," he whispered to me at one point. I just ground my cunt into his face harder. 

Doug brought me to my first incestuous orgasm with his tongue. I'd been psyched up for the event since I'd decided to seduce him. I loved him so much, I didn't care that we were siblings. Somehow he'd been transformed from the brother I often fought with as a kid to an object of affection and desire.

I groaned and moaned as the little wave of pleasure washed through me. Somewhere in my mind I thanked God for designing me so I could feel such a wash of pleasure and for letting me have a horny brother than happened to buy my 'X' rated videos.

After my little glow passed, I urged Ally and Doug to come out of the pool and to lie on one of the big loungers so we could "get more serious" about our lovemaking. Ally came up the steps and Doug hopped up from the side of the pool, his erection very evident; both followed me to the chaise. 

I pushed Doug onto his back and before he realized what had happened I mounted him. I leaned forward and stroked his muscled chest with my erect tits as I sank fully onto his cock. I pulled up slightly with Ally in front of me and gestured for her to sit on Doug's face.

Ally knee-walked down the lounger from above Doug's head until she straddled his mouth. She gently lowered her pussy to him and I watched his tongue stretch out of his mouth to savor her sweet pussy. All of us gave out mighty sighs of joy.

I continued to ride Doug in our first brother-sister fuck. I relished having his large cock in my pussy. Somehow it completed a part of me that had been missing all these years. I even started talking to him, "Oh Doug, we should have started doing this in high school. All this time we could have been fucking. You are divine. I love having your cock buried in me. This is such a sense of completeness for me. You can have me anytime you want. Ooooooh fuck me!"

I drove fast to get Doug's cum into my pussy. This first time had to reach an immediate crescendo; I didn't want to delay it. I felt myself start to peak but opted to hold off until he came. Ally reached down and massaged my clit; she made it harder for me to hold off. I leaned in for a moment and sucked on her erect breasts. I noted one of Doug's hands fondling her other tit, rolling her nipple in his fingers, even though Ally's body covered his eyes.

I heard Doug moan a couple of times then a voice emerged from between Ally's legs. "I'm near. I'm about to cum," he announced.

"Then cum in me, my brother -- my lover. Cum in me. Give it all to me," I told him back. Ally shifted off his face so she could watch. Doug looked up at me with such a loving gaze, his mouth area covered with Ally's juices. Without missing a stroke I fell into his arms. 

We orgasmed together. I felt the first splash of his cum coat the inside of my vagina and I went into spasms of joy. Our orgasms slammed into my body. Doug kept jetting fluids into me, perhaps ten times before I knew he'd finished. I carried all his fluid. 

We kissed joyfully and I rubbed my erect nipples back and forth across his chest before returning to his lips for more kisses. Ally stroked my back and head as we lay there.

Finally Ally asked, "May I clean you both up?"

I said, "Of course," and extracted myself from Doug, rolling closely beside him. Ally came around the lounger and knelt at our feet.

Doug said, "Is she going to do what I think she's going to do?" I nodded just as Ally took Doug's cream covered cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked all of our combined juices from him. I had been amazingly wet during our fuck and, of course, Doug had emitted a large amount of cum in his orgasm.

When Ally had Doug the way she wanted him, she shifted over to me. I had cooled enough so that when her tongue reached into me it shot me right back into my orgasmic state. I moaned and clutched onto Doug with one hand and pushed Ally's head into my pussy with the other.

"Oh fuck," I said aloud, "you have the most talented tongue in the state. I'll give you hours and hours to stop." Ally paused. I said, "Don't you dare stop."

Doug asked me quietly, "What does it taste like? Do you like it?"

I nudged Ally and she took a deep dive into my cunt and then rose and snaked her way up Doug's body until her mouth came to his. He opened and she thrust her tongue and the fluids she'd extracted from me into his mouth. The pair French kissed and a lot of fluid flowed into his mouth.

Finally Doug said, "You know it's not that bad. I can taste you, Kara, as well as Ally from before plus my own cum too, sort of musky but not that unpleasant - erotic as all hell. He kissed Ally again and I watched as their tongues intertwined.

Ally slithered back down Doug's body, this time taking his cock into her mouth again. I could tell she wanted a piece of that action. I leaned in a sucked on Doug's nipples. He writhed and squirmed beneath us.

Ally moved up and mounted Doug. He'd hardened enough to make love again. She sighed as she slid her wet vagina down his cock. I watched my brother's cock slide into her with happiness for the two of them.

After a few thrusts, Ally said to Doug, "Will you come over me instead? I want you thrusting down into me." I moved so the pair could roll into the missionary position without breaking their sexual connection. Doug started his thrusts into Ally's body. She had an angelic look on her face; she'd gone to her heaven as the pair made love.

Ally's knees were bent and she pulled them each to the side with her arms to open herself to him to the maximum extent she could. She wanted nothing to dampen his deep penetration of her cunt. His body started to slap into her with a ferocious intensity.

Beside us I heard another pair of bodies slapping together. I looked over and Carl had mounted June. Her legs wrapped around his buttocks as she urged him into her with every stroke. I lay and enjoyed the sights of all my lovers bringing happiness to each other.

June got vocal and I know her voice had an affect on Doug and Ally: "Come on Carl, fuck me. Drive that cock into my pussy. Deeper. Deeper. Make love to me. Harder. Faster. Fuck me. Fill me with all that cum of yours. I love fucking you. Fuuuuuuuccccccccck meeeeeee!"

Carl came in June and I could tell she came a few seconds behind his ejaculation. The pair quieted in their motions and started to kiss and coo at each other.

Ally came once, then again and then again and then I heard her start to implore Doug to cum into her cunt, to fuck her harder. Then she got tender, telling him she loved him and loved me. Doug came and came and came in her pussy. Ally said, "Oh my God, I can feel you filling me - so much cum flooding into me. I love it. Cum in me more. More."

Doug slowly lowered himself and he and Ally kissed passionately. He then pulled me closed to the pair and the two of us also kissed. We made a comfortable trio and I felt glad Doug found comfort and security in his relationship with Melissa to make love to the two of us.

Doug said, "I can't believe I just fucked two of the most beautiful women in the world." He glanced over at Carl and June and added, "And from the corner of my eye watched two more beautiful people making love. I'll never be able to go back home."

"Why don't you move down here," I said in a teasing voice. "Then Melissa could join us. We'd all love her too."

Doug said, "Now there's an interesting idea. I'll ask her tomorrow."

We lay together for about half an hour occasionally talking about what had happened and how we felt -- not so much the physical warmth we felt but the emotions we were feeling. I particularly wanted Doug to hear how each of us felt about our relationships with our spouse and the others outside our marriage. He listened very carefully and shared his joy with us. 

We also talked about the possibility that Melissa had connected with her old friend that evening and was making love with him at the same time we had climaxed. Doug found this an interesting possibility and confessed that for the first time he hoped such an event was taking place.

Eventually the five of us went upstairs to the bedrooms so we could sleep. My happy trio took the big bed. Carl and June took a guest room with a queen size bed. 

I slipped out of bed early. I wanted to fix breakfast for everyone and if time allowed read about a dozen pages of the script were filming. I was naked, our standard practice around the house first thing in the morning.

June appeared next. I welcomed her into my arms and the two of us really got into French kissing one another. I always liked the way she tasted -- both her mouth and her pussy. June lowered a hand to my pussy and started to stroke my clitoris.

"Oh June," I said with a sigh, "Are you sure? I mean ..." She kissed me again and pulled me into the living room. In seconds we were in a classic sixty-nine. Neither of us had showered since our sex sessions the night before. Thus, I could taste not only June but also Carl as my tongue and fingers tried to bring her to orgasm.

"I like the way you taste," June told me. "I can taste you and also your brother. You're so wet. And you are touching all my pleasure spots. In fact ... you ... are ... going ... to ... make ... me ... cummmmmmmm." June came with a small jet of juices that satisfied my face and tongue. 

I crested too and as June climaxed, letting myself push over into the pleasure zone. I let out a long moan and hugged June's body to me. She moved around and the two of us kissed and hugged as we came down from our highs. 

After about five minutes we reluctantly arose and went back to the kitchen. We kept touching as we moved around fixing the breakfast for our house full of people. Carl appeared. He came and kissed both of us. As we kissed, he looked me in the eye and asked, "Have a little taste of June for breakfast this morning, did we?" I grinned and gave him one more peck. 

Doug and Ally appeared about five minutes later. Both had that 'just fucked' look on their faces and I noted that Doug's penis had a sheen to it made with Ally's fluids. I almost cleaned him off but figured I'd better let my urge pass for now.

Naked breakfasts are always cordial affairs. We talked about the plans for the day. Since Doug knew about our business making adult films we decided to proceed with a day of shooting so he could see how we did what we did.

Thus, about ten o'clock Ally convened the daily script review in our living room. Sy and Nancy joined us; Mike was at his parent's house for another day. We talked through two long scenes: one an argument between three of the film's stars and the other some 'make-up' sex that followed the argument. Ally led us through the scene second by second, and shot by shot for the camera telling us the effects she wanted and how she thought we should act during our scenes. Her blocking skills were superb, so we ended with each one of us knowing what to do, how to turn, where to look, what to say, and so forth.

We broke at noon for lunch and agreed to start filming in our living room at two o'clock. Ally whispered in my ear, "You and Doug have time for a nooner!" She gave me a devilish grin and left with Sy and Nancy to have lunch; Carl went off with June again so Doug and I were alone.

Doug looked at me as the last of the lunch crowd left our home. He looked interested because his left eyebrow rose slightly as he looked at me, almost as though he said, "I am interested? Are you?"

"Well, what would you like to eat for lunch?" I asked Doug; quite aware of the double entendre I'd presented him with.

He looked at me for a few seconds, then said, "Why you, my darling sister."

"Then let's go christen the new bed linens," I told him.

We ran up the stairs, pulling clothes off our bodies as we did. By the time we were in our bedroom we were nude. 

Our "nooner" consisted of my orgasm on Doug's tongue, a blowjob to bring him to the hardness of tungsten steel, and then twenty minutes of intense fucking during which I came two more times before we both came together.

I'd started to learn about my brother: his likes, dislikes and his physiology. Thus, it came as less of surprise when he flooded my cunt with what seemed like a gallon of his milky cum. I know a half-cup or so was the actual amount but Doug's emission volume far exceeded anything the other guys delivered. Thus, I felt like I had bathed in cum when we were through, a not unpleasant feeling when one is as horny as I am.

Doug surprised me by going down on me and lapping at my pussy after we'd climaxed. I let him clean me up a little then I suggested that we take a shower together. He liked that idea and I held a hand to my pussy and my legs together as I duck walked to the bathroom and got in the shower.

By two o'clock Doug and I were in the living room. I'd staged the scene according to my script notes; setting up little knick-knacks and such according to a photo we'd taken when the last scenes were shot in the room. Carl arrived and set up the camera. Sy, Nancy and I went over the dialogue one more time in a corner of the room. Doug watched from a chair corner of the room, trying not to disturb our concentration.

Ally set us up the way she'd envisioned the scene, Carl did a short camera and light test, then I held the mandatory page in front of the camera to identify the scene and script reference for later when Carl and Mike edited the tape on the computer. Ally said 'Roll 'em," and we started acting.

We did three takes of the argument scene, each time we were more spontaneous and better before the camera. We'd probably use the third video clip in the final production.

Then the next scene turned to our bedroom. I'd tried to stage the scene after Doug and I had finished but there were a few details I needed to work on. I attended to these details with my photos from two days prior as Carl set up the camera again; Ally studied her script and notes; Sy and Nancy were reviewing the dialogue and action steps quietly together.




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 05



"I want you naked and on the bed," Ally said to me -- a slight grin at the corners of her mouth betrayed the fact that she had other suppressed motivations.

"Sy, you start from over there and Nancy from here. Sy, remember you're still a little miffed at losing the argument so be curt with Nancy. Aim your affections more at Kara. Lastly, Carl pick-up the bed scene from down here about halfway through the fuck scene -- if you need to stop to move the camera let us know. I want to see Kara's beautiful backend at least at this angle while Sy's cock is buried in her pussy. This angle should get that."

We positioned ourselves and this time Ally held the identifier page in front of the camera then said, "Roll 'em." 

I had remained horny from lunch. My motto seemed to be 'One good fuck deserves another,' thus I wanted to fuck more; so as we got into the scene I welcomed Sy's swelling cock and a chance to make love again. Nancy flopped down on the bed beside us supposedly still mad at Sy. She looked pissed.

I sucked on Sy for a couple of minutes as Carl moved in with the camera for a couple of close-ups. He nodded his approval as he pulled back with the camera to encompass the entire scene. Sy's hard and erect cock filled my hand as I masturbated him and then led his cock to the entrance to my vagina.

Sy pushed into me and I went into my little corner of heaven, sighing and breathing heavily as he started to pump into me. I responded naturally to the wonderful penetration, ignoring the camera and the other people in the room. I just wanted to make Sy cum and be happy, cuming myself along the way.

We fucked for twenty minutes in a variety of positions. Every now and then I felt Nancy's hands or tongue enter our scene. I know Carl moved the camera around during that time and also did some hand-held shots. I had two small orgasms again and then a whopper when Sy blew his load into my cunt. After that event, Sy pulled out and I lay back and squeezed my cuntal muscles to expel his semen from my cunt. It apparently worked pretty well; Carl was videoing my cream pie at that point. After a while Ally said "Cut and print," and we stopped our acting.

Of course, Sy and I hadn't been acting. Nancy who'd been stroking her clit as Sy and I fucked hadn't been acting either. She and Sy kissed with great passion and I duck walked back to the bathroom to try to vacate some of the excess cum from my pussy again.

As I sat dripping cum into the toilet I heard Carl announce that drinks were on our patio at five o'clock followed by a barbeque dinner. I felt joy that we could all be together again and particularly glad that Sy and Nancy would be joining us. Even though we'd acted through an argument I wanted to be sure there were no lasting effects.

To have some sense of propriety for cocktails I put on my bikini bottoms and an old shirt. Instead of buttoning the shirt, I tied the shirttails together just below my breasts creating a sexy and revealing look. I wanted to be sure I got laid tonight.

At four-thirty I started to prepare the fixings for our cookout. Carl and Ally helped out. Doug sat on the patio having a long cell phone conversation with his wife Melissa. I watched closely, glad to see him smiling a lot and even laughing. I had encouraged him to tell her about our lovemaking and about Ally before he built up guilt feelings and felt reluctant to talk about the event. After he'd been on the phone about almost an hour, he hung up and came and joined us.

"Is everything all right?" I asked. 

"Better than OK," Doug said. "After we talked last night, Mel said she called her old friend. He came over and they talked for three hours and then made love. Mel is so happy with me, with life, with us and with her love, not just that they'd reconnected but also that the two of us were talking and sharing experiences. She told me she could hardly wait for me to come home. We even talked about a threesome and then some."

"Did you tell her what we did?"

"I did, in great detail. I even got a woody talking to her as I described it. I told her you'd said she should come down her and play too. Mel liked the sound of that and said she thought she could get away a couple of weeks from now or at Thanksgiving if that works for you. She told me she wanted to be in a porn film too. Imagine that. My wife in a porn film."

I said, "Oh, I can imagine that very well. Look at your sister. In my wildest fantasies I wouldn't have imagined this a year ago. Now I thank the universe about what we've all discovered and what I've learned about myself."

After we cleaned up dinner, we had 'pool sex.' Those activities went on from deep dusk until almost midnight. Sy and Nancy snuck home through the fence in their birthday suits. Doug and June took the guest room, both apparently ready for one more coupling before they slept. Carl, Ally and I snuggled into the large bed and were asleep in seconds. It had been a strenuous evening.

The next day, Sunday, Ally and I went grocery shopping and ran a few errands. June disappeared to tend to things in her house. Carl took Doug under his wing to show him how he uploaded the videos from the camera to the large computers and then did some editing. Things were reasonably back to normal.

We swam in the pool and hung around the patio the rest of the afternoon. The warm weather held a hint of autumn in the air. We paired off again in the evening, shifting pairs partway through our lovemaking. I slept with Doug while Ally slept with Carl. Doug and I awoke in the middle of the night and made love one last time before his departure. We were very tender with each other, enjoying every erotic nuance of our coupling. We were building memories to savor in the time before we met again.

Monday, Doug disappeared to conduct his day of business and then fly back to Ohio. I wondered about Doug's enlightenment and Mel's newfound freedom. I hoped the two of them would come back in a few weeks and that the transformation of their relationship would last. If the timing for their visit worked right, it would be right before Thanksgiving and we could create some kind of family "do" around the visit.

As the day went on, we got back on schedule with filming and editing our third film -- Love Stokes. Things seemed to be moving rapidly and we shot scene after scene in rapid succession.

At the end of the week Ally and I met alone just to talk. She confirmed that we might finish in two more weeks. 

I said, "That'd be great because we could take the entire month from Thanksgiving to New Years off and do nothing but play and shop. I have no winter clothes for the Festival."

I'd never talked to Ally about her family. I picked up a comment here and there and knew she had a sister somewhere but she'd never mentioned 'home' or her parents. I figured she'd talk about it when she was ready but that day I forgot my resolution and asked."

"What are your plans over the holiday, Ally? Can you stay with us or will you go home and see your relatives?"

Ally dissolved into tears almost instantly. I knew I'd inadvertently touched an open wound. I went and held her, now having enough sense to keep my mouth shut. I kissed and stroked her beautiful long hair as I held her.

Ally cried for a few moments and then obviously started to try to get control of herself. I continued to hold her. Things got very quiet for a while. I wondered if she went to sleep for I couldn't see her face the way I held her.

Ally's small voice said, "I can't go home, at least not now. I need to be here. This is so different, so loving compared to home. This is the best." She sobbed again.

"Anything you want to share? Whenever you're ready I'm here for you. We all are."

A minute went by. Ally sniffled then said briefly, "It's a family thing. I'm sort of an outcast and have been for a couple of years. That's why I came down here -- to get away from them, and their friends, and the whole scene. They're a 'holier than thou' group that feels it is their duty to judge other people and tell them how to behave and live their lives. They keep thumping the Bible to make their points. It all got too heavy, I rebelled, moved out, got a boyfriend, moved in with him, got royally embarrassed by the lot of them -- even my boyfriend, and so I moved away completely. They don't even know where I am and I'd like to keep it that way for a long time."

"I'm so sorry," I said. I hugged her. 

She went on, "I found you, Carl and everybody my second week here looking for a job. I'd found a warm friendly waterfall to stand in with all of you and how you thought about life. I realized your philosophy about love and life was exactly what I'd been looking for all my life. You honor the individual. You're not oppressive; you're liberating and open-minded. You want to know why I've adopted you guys so willingly, that's why. This is the family I'd always wished I'd had."

I told her, "Our values, at least some of them, would be very controversial to a lot of people. Our open sexual mores are not everyone's cup of tea. I'm sure as we get 'discovered' by our more distant neighbors for what we've been doing -- the videos -- that we'll get shunned and probably even asked to move away. I try to be realistic about this and how it'll end up."

"Well, if you go I want to go with you. I hope you don't mind my dependency on you so much. You're a great role model but more than that you're showing me how to live a wonderful life in this screwed up world." Another tear rolled down Ally's cheek. I leaned in and kissed it away.

"Ally, I love you. I want you with me all the time. This isn't a casual ending to a letter -- like 'Love, Kara.' I mean I love you with all my heart and all my soul. We're soul mates. You're my alter ego and are closer to me sometimes than I am to myself. Carl feels the same way; I know, we've talked about how close we feel to you and how much a part of our lives you've become. Now I sort of know part of the 'why'. You're part of 'us' my love." I kissed her eyelids and held her again.

"Relationships are tough," I told Ally. "Not every relationship will go as you wish, even ours will bother you some times. You've seen Carl and me have a moment every now and then, when we disagree or have a hiccup. Just be realistic about this. We're two imperfect people and it's unlikely we'll create a perfect relationship given that." I kissed her again and added, "But we can try."

I went on, "As for your family, I can't advise you how to deal with them. Separation seems to be working for you now. Someday you may be ready to deal with that estrangement and we'll help you. Just let us give you the love you hoped to get from them." 

*

Our third film got finished a week before Thanksgiving. Carl and Mike said the unveiling of the film would be when Doug and Melissa joined us and we had a gala evening for our entire crew and special guests. Besides, he said, he still had some minor things to edit.

I encouraged Ally to invite Ed to join us for Thanksgiving as well. He'd get to see the new film and be able to start to plan the marketing for the "R" release of the film. Ed accepted but wouldn't arrive in Texas until Friday morning since he'd promised to be with his family on Thanksgiving Day.

In Carl's mind that meant that the 'gala' and the premier of Loving Strokes would be Friday night. 

Doug and Melissa arrived at the Austin-Bergstrom International Airport just before lunch on Tuesday. Ally and I had driven in to pick them up. We thought this welcoming committee would be an interesting subset of our extended family. I had talked a couple of times to Mel before the trip about such things and clothes to bring, meals, and pick-up logistics, but we had carefully avoided anything philosophical or personal.

Mel is the quintessential pixie -- with tits. In contrast to her husband's six-foot-plus frame, Melissa is five feet tall. She is shapely but petite. My guess is that she weighs in at about a hundred ten pounds. Carl once said that half that weight must be in her knockers."

As the pair came out of the security gates at the airport, I ran to Doug and gave him a big hug and kiss and then repeated the process on Melissa. Ally stood right behind me then hugged Doug and politely hugged Mel in greeting. Mel stood and appraised the two of us.

"My God," she said, "my husband's consorting with the prettiest women in the country. I guess I better get with the agenda." She then laughed and we joined in.

I took Mel's arm and we headed off to the luggage carousels. She looked gorgeous. One of the advantages of being a stacked pixie is that when you wear four-inch heels, a short skirt and a tight blouse, you turn every head in sight. Melissa was having that affect on people.

The airport was mobbed. Ally held onto Doug's arm close behind us. Mel told me they'd ditched the kids for five days with her parents that were visiting from near Boston. She smiled broadly and said, "This is the first serious holiday I've taken since motherhood began. I intend to make the most of it too. Wait until you see the bikini I bought last week -- two postage stamps and a cork." We both snickered at her old joke.

We collected their luggage, retrieved the car and drove back to the house. I noted that Ally and Doug claimed the backseat of the car while Mel sat in front with me. We had an easy conversation.

Carl came out to meet us and help with the luggage. Mel had never been to our house and expressed her happiness for our investment. She went from room to room commenting favorably about the house, our decorating or a piece of artwork. She might have been little nervous. I gave her time and space to settle in and get used to all of us.

We had a late lunch on the patio and I could see Melissa winding down. Perhaps the glass of wine at lunch helped. Carl winked at me at one point. I gave him a questioning glance. A moment or two later, in an aside to me, he said, "I like Mel more and more every time I see her. She's cute. Natural. She fits in." I thought, 'My husband is smitten with my brother's wife.' I smiled because I actually thought 'That's great'.

The afternoon sun baked into the backyard and as we sat around talking Carl finally declared it had just become swim time - just to cool off. Everyone agreed. Since I already wore my bikini bottom under my skirt and my trademark tied shirt, all I practically had to do was dive in. Carl and the others went off to change. 

Ally came back in seconds with her bikini bottoms on. She carried the top. She stopped at the door and asked, "Tops or not?"

"Not," I replied with my devilish grin. Ally gave me a big grin in return and tossed her top inside on a chair.

The two of us hit the water as soon as she came back out. 

Carl came out next with his little Speedo bathing suit on. Truth be told, Carl's suit verged on illegal, immoral, lewd and lascivious. Ally and I had bought it for him a few months earlier. It revealed a lot and when wet revealed even more. Carl dove into the pool.

Doug and Melissa came out a minute later. Doug had a conservative bathing suit on. Melissa wore a bikini that left little to the imagination about her pixie frame - a string bikini that had a day glow pattern on it that said "Here I Am!" 

We didn't say anything about our near nudity, just commented about how nice the water felt. Mel started in at the shallow end descending the few steps into the pool. Doug went to the other end to dive in. 

I swam more towards the shallow end. There were some pool noodles to float around on at that end. Just as Melissa launched herself into the water, keeping her hair dry, I stood to retrieve one of the noodles. I'm well endowed in the breast department. When I'm fifty I'll probably have a sag problem but as I'm thirty, no sag, just lovely taut erectness to both boobs and nipples.

I retrieved the noodle, smiled at Mel and launched myself back towards the middle of the pool. I secretly screamed with laughter because Mel's jaw had dropped open and a little rivulet of saliva had dribbled out when she'd taken in my near nakedness. She quickly looked at Ally and realized she was topless too.

I got the noodle behind me and started to float on my back.

I heard Melissa ask me, "Kara, am I over dressed?"

I turned to her. "No, Mel. There are no rules here. This is what we often wear and we figured since you were close family it'd be all right. If you're embarrassed we'll put our tops on."

"Oh no," Mel said. "I don't want you to do that. I want to take mine off." With that Mel stood and undid the string behind her neck. The two little triangles of bright cloth fell forward revealing the eighth and ninth wonders of the world. She turned the fabric around her body and undid the clasp and tossed the fabric onto the patio.

Now my mouth hung open. Mel had a magnificent pair of breasts and the most alluring nipples and dark areolas I'd ever seen. Her brief exposure to the water had made her nipples erect. Now I know women aren't supposed to get all excited about other women's tits, but let me assure you that we do. I was excited.

Doug swam up next to me and said, "Aren't they great? That's why I married her. She's got the best set of knockers in the country."

Carl and Ally swam towards us, both looking at Melissa as she stood in the shallow water rubbing her breasts.

I heard Carl say, "Wow!" under his breath. 

Ally's eyes popped out of her head. She said in a stage whisper, "I shall feel inadequate all the remaining days of my life." We all laughed, even Melissa.

Mel put her arms at her sides; "I love the feel of air on my tits - plus the water. This is all so refreshing." She splashed a little of the water up on chest.

"Are they real?" I asked.

"Oh, yes," Mel said. "Do you want to feel? Here." She took a couple of steps towards me.

I automatically put out both hands and grasped a breast in each hand. I could feel the nipples harden even more. The weight and balance of her breasts were superb. 

I turned to Carl, "Don't you wish Ally or I had these?"

He nodded and diplomatically added, "But I'm very happy with what I have."

Mel looked at Carl and said, "You can feel too. I know guys like to touch."

Carl came towards her, his frame towering over the stacked pixie. He put out his big hands and grasped the two mounds, gently pinching and rolling her nipples in the process. I watched as Mel's eyes closed in some sort of ecstasy as he did.

Carl lowered his head to one of her breasts and suckled on the nipple and the large areola. Mel cradled his head to her, keeping her eyes closed. I watched her bite her lower lip as he created a little wave of pleasure for her.

Finally, he stopped and said to her, "I can now go to my grave a happy man." We all laughed to take the edge off the erotic moment. He looked at the two mounds and added, "I hope we get to play later guys!"

As he turned in the pool I could see he'd developed a hard-on at the sights and touches he'd experienced. His bathing suit did little to contain his arousal, even underwater. Carl turned and swam away with a big smile on his face. 

We all turned our attention to swimming and frolicking for an hour. Mike and June came through the fence and joined us. Mike wore his little Speedo and June came topless, of course. Introductions were made and everyone just blended into the water together. The two of them also paid appropriate homage to Mel's chest.

Since we'd shifted to standard time, the sun set early by the clock. Thus, about five o'clock we all bailed from the pool and officially started the cocktail hour. June and Mike excused themselves and disappeared again. The rest of us didn't bother to change or add further clothing to his or her bodies; thus, we all took delight as Mel sat around displaying her magnificent chest. The weather that evening favored nakedness, after all.




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 05



Carl and Doug attended to the grill; Ally and I did the rest of the meal prep; and Mel just amused us all by being Mel and telling us about her life and work. We ate on the patio in our semi-nude state. At one point Mel's burger dripped some ketchup on one of her breasts; almost before she could respond Carl jumped up and rushed to here side assuring her he'd take care of it. He lapped at her breast with his long tongue, taking care to cover the entire landscape and to capture every drop of the errant ketchup. We all laughed at his antics. Mel encouraged his bad behavior. 

We cleaned up quickly and then took some aperitifs out on the patio. We all gravitated to our large loungers. I turned out most of the patio lights, leaving on just some indirect lighting in the garden. This all set a nice mood for all of us.

Mel said she'd like a Grand Marnier. I watched as Carl poured her small glass of the rich, sweet liqueur. He walked over and looked at Mel and said, "I want you to kiss me in a moment and be open to a new experience."

Carl took a sip of the liqueur from her glass then sat next to her, leaned in and started a kiss with Melissa. I could see his tongue dart out of his mouth and into hers, in the process delivering her the first sip of the sweet liquid. She moaned as the pair French kissed. Carl's arms went around her tiny body and pulled her to him.

Doug sat next to me and Ally on another lounger. I could hear his heavy breathing start. Finally he said, "I've GOT to remember that move. THAT is so sexy and erotic."

I poured Doug's glass of liqueur, took a sip then held his head gently as we kissed and I thrust the liqueur and my tongue into his mouth. Now he moaned in delight as we French kissed. When we finished Ally came over to him with another liquid kiss.

Melissa told Carl, "THAT makes me tingle ALL over, my darling brother. If you do that to a girl, you know you've got to be ready for what happens next."

Carl said, "I think I'm ready. Are you?"

Mel made serious eye contact with Carl and nodded slowly and definitely. She communicated her intent to be sexually open that night to all of us in that moment. Mel took a sip of her drink then pulled Carl's head down to her. The two kissed very passionately again. They surfaced about a minute later and looked over at us.

Mel said to her husband, "You look very comfortable over there with Kara and Ally. Are you comfortable with my being with Carl -- for the evening?"

Doug said, "Yes. I want you to experience the love and passion that exists in this family. It's why we're here. We've talked about it."

Mel turned to Carl and said softly, "Kiss me and then make love to me. I can hardly wait."

I wondered how well Carl would do with the pixie. I mean she's small, and, well, Carl is pretty big. Observably larger than Doug, particularly when sexually excited. The three of us nestled on one lounger, feeling and stroking each other and watched as Mel and Carl on the other lounger slid out of their virtually non-existent swimsuits and embraced.

Carl already looked huge next to Mel. I thought how his cock appeared to be the size of her forearm. I muttered to my cohorts, "Oh she's going to like this. I can tell."

Carl slid down Mel's body and buried his face in her pussy. She had a small stripe of hair that was pure decoration. Carl's tongue immediately went wild in her pussy, an area of expertise he had built up over the years, particularly since Ally joined out midst. Mel pulled her legs up to afford him total access.

We heard Mel climax almost immediately. Doug said secretively to me, "She's done for the night but she'll continue to play."

I said, "I wouldn't bet on it, brother. That's just the beginning." He looked surprised at my speculation.

As I slithered down my brother's body, leaving his top end to Ally, I pulled Doug's swim trunks down and inhaled his partially inflated rod into my mouth. I heard him moan into a kiss he and Ally shared. 

I proceeded with one of my classic blowjobs until Ally tapped me on the shoulder. "Look at Mel," she said in a whisper.

I turned and looked at the other lounger. Carl lay on his back on the lounger; Mel had assumed a sixty-nine position with him as she gave him a blowjob. Every now and then she slid all the way down Carl's cock, taking the entire thing into her mouth. Carl writhed in ecstasy. Ally and I looked at each other; we couldn't believe such a small person could absorb that much cock without seriously gagging.

As we watched Mel moved around and started to tit fuck Carl. She spit on his cock and slid his rod between her large breasts, holding them together to increase the stimulation he got from her efforts. She lapped at his cock each time it came near her mouth. I knew Carl must have been enjoying this.

I moved up Doug and duplicated her move as I tit fucked my brother. Ally started to talk dirty to Doug about Mel, me and what she was going to do to him in a second. I could feel Doug get harder. Doug slipped into his own ecstasy as I provided a new version of friction to his penis. 

Ally tapped me on the shoulder a few moments later and pointed at the other chaise. I looked just in time to see Mel move up over Carl, obviously intent on a full-scale fuck. She raised her small body over his large frame and held his long cock, directing the head to the entrance to her nest. The size comparisons between his cock and her body were startling; even at that instant I worried about whether she'd be able to absorb his cock into her body.

She slowly lowered herself onto him as she rose and fell minute distances to help smooth the way for his entry. Gradually Carl's entire length slid upwards into her body. I think we could see her abdomen bulge slightly as his penetration became complete.

When Mel had sunk fully onto Carl's cock, she apparently rested, their pelvic areas pushed together. He looked over at us and said, "You won't believe this. She's fucking me inside -- with her muscles. Oh, my God! Ooooooh."

I could tell something was happening to Carl. Mel apparently had a hidden skill none of us knew about. I looked at Doug and he smiled lecherously at me and said, "One of her specialties. You don't have to move. She can bring you off just with her vaginal muscles."

Mel then started to rise and fall on Carl's cock, little by little, her oscillations increasing in amplitude on each withdrawal and thrust. Carl held Mel's hips, occasionally reaching up and fondling or pinching one of her breasts. Mel's breasts started to swing in sync with her thrusts.

I needed something in my cunt to satisfy the longing I'd developed there all day, what with the pool play and the eroticism of all of us being nearly naked most of the day. I lay next to Ally and told my brother, "Come and fuck me Doug. I want you in me."

Ally said to him, "And I'm next so don't spend all your time over there." She grinned at me and kissed me as Doug positioned himself between my legs and thrust his long cock into me.

Close to me, I heard Mel come again and a couple of minutes later again. Doug looked surprised each time. I orgasmed twice then urged Doug over to Ally. He changed position and plunged his cock into her waiting pussy as she layback displaying her willingness for his attentions. Ally came immediately and then started the serious business of fucking Doug's brains out. I lost count of the number of orgasms after that. There were lots more.

Carl did not last as long as I'd expected. One reason appeared to be Mel's drive to bring the two of them to some kind of crescendo. We could hear their 'love talk' as they fucked, guiding and warning each other about their bodies' responses to their loving. Carl finally said, "I'm near."

Mel said, "Cum in me. Fill me." And Carl did.

Shortly after that Doug blasted a very full load of cum into Ally's pussy. I'd forgotten the volume of cum that he delivered each time he came. Ally's cunt flooded with his juices, leaking out almost immediately even through he remained enshrined in her velvet tunnel.

Doug pulled out and I immediately cleaned him with my mouth. I did like his taste. Next I went down on Ally, who held and guided my head as I ate out some his excesses. She said, "Bring me some too."

I got a large mouthful of his cum and her juices and rose to French kiss with Ally as we shared the juices of their lovemaking. After that the two of us cuddled with Doug on the chaise. 

Mel stretched out atop Carl on the other chaise; Carl's cock still buried in her cunt. I then had an idea. I crept from our lounger over to Carl and Mel's. I reached up and stroked Carl with one hand slowly pulling his cock out of the pixie's cunt. The pixie moaned at the removal.

I then briefly inhaled Carl's cock, an act I'd done a thousand times before, yet this time I savored a new musky scent on him. I liked it. Mel.

I moved from Carl to Melissa's pussy, running my tongue up each of her legs and stopping before I got to 'ground zero.' She watched me with a look of wonder; yet spread her legs to give me access. When I could wait no longer, I drove my tongue into her pussy, trying to extract every drop of cum from the two of them. In particular, however, I wanted Mel's juices. I wanted to savor her, to see what she tasted like, to capture and enjoy her sexual scent.

Mel had been close to the edge or she'd never really come down from her high. As I lapped and probed her cunt with my tongue and fingers she started to writhe beneath me. New sensations reached her brain; she looked at me with a delicious Sapphic look that told me all I needed to know about her sexuality and her preferences.

I reached up with one hand and started to massage one of her breasts. I held it snugly in my hand to see the volume it filled, I hefted it against gravity to feel its weight again, I moved between the two gorgeous globes to feel their consistency, I rubbed and twisted their ends to bring the nipples back to erectness, and I pinched the nipples and rolled them in my fingers to feel how her body relayed the sensation to her cunt -- where my mouth and other fingers were fully occupied. There was a direct connection.

Mel stroked my head. Finally, she said, "You're going to make me cum in about ten seconds." What did she think I was there for? I wanted her to spasm on my tongue, on my fingers, on my face. I wanted to know that I could bring my off sister sexually. 

Melissa's orgasm arrived with all the pomp and circumstance that I could hope for. She announced her cuming and then pulled my head into her cunt with both of her hands lest I stop the tongue-lashing of he clit. Her legs squeezed tightly around my head and for a second I wondered if my head would break. She stopped breathing for at least half a minute, her head back, her back arched, her breasts thrust up into the night, and her body frozen in space.

I did not let up. My tongue kept lapping at her clit and the surrounding area. The fingers I had thrust into her cunt kept massaging her G-spot that I had gone to great lengths to find and memorize. 

"Ooooooooooh fuck," she exclaimed. "I love this. I love sex. I love being pleasured. I love pleasuring others. I just want to fuck the rest of my vacation. Does anyone mind?"

A chorus of "NO's" resonated around the patio.

I moved up Mel's body until I could suck on her breasts, an act I had waited hours for, since I'd seen it done to her by my husband in our pool. They were spectacular and I also noted one of the areas that stimulated Mel to cum and heightened her sexual interest. I stayed there a while.

Eventually I abandoned Mel's breasts so I could move up and kiss her. As we kissed I whispered to her, "I love you. Thank you for coming and for sharing yourself and your husband with us. I love you both."

Mel looked at me still with that air of disbelief that she'd had frequently today, "I love you too. Moreover, I can't believe I've just had a lesbian fuck and that I enjoyed every precious second of it - and with my sister. I'd do it again in a heartbeat and hope we do it over and over again." She turned to Carl who had remained right beside us, occasionally stroking one or the other of our bodies; she said, "Right now, however, I would love to have some more cock. If I suck you back to life are you up to the challenge."

Carl nodded with a large grin and I slipped off the lounger and went back to Doug and Ally. The two of them had been watching my ministrations on Mel as well as lightly stroking each other's genitals. As I came to the lounger, I slid my head towards Doug's cock and started another blowjob. He still tasted of Ally, one of my favorite flavors, and in seconds I had him rock hard.

This time I wanted Doug's cum. When his penis had the consistency of wrought iron, I climbed atop his cock and sank my body down on him, collecting every millimeter he had to offer inside my pussy. I started my gyrations to bring him to orgasm inside me. Ally lay beside us stroking her clit and breasts in my line of vision.

Ally knew my motivation. She read me well. I watched as she kissed Doug and rubbed his body with her hands too. After a brief whisper she moved up the lounger and lowered her pussy onto Doug's tongue. As I rose and fell on his cock, I could see Doug's tongue driving into her lithe body, savoring her juices as drop by drop came near the opening for him to drink.

When I looked beside me, Carl had mounted Mel, his long, swollen cock visibly driving into her body over and over again. Mel lay on her back, her legs spread as far apart as her physiology would allow. Her large breasts swayed in tune to Carl's thrusts. On each thrust into her body, Mel emitted a tiny and high-pitched squeak of joy. 

Ally rose from Doug's mouth and stood. I watched as her sexy body went to Carl and Mel's lounger and she locked her mouth on one of Mel's large breasts. I heard the extra squeak from Mel. Ally reached between the fucking couple and started to massage Mel's clit. Mel moaned some more. As Ally bit and sucked on the breast she'd adopted, Mel came again. 

"Oh fuck," Mel said, "I've never cum so many times in one night -- not even on my honeymoon. Oh my God, this is fantastic."

Carl kept his pace until he announced his orgasm and jetted another load of cum into his relative. Both he and Melissa fell together and hugged, gathering Ally into their midst at they affirmed their affection for each other.

I had Doug roll me over so he could pound into my cunt doggie style and pound he did. Just after we watched Carl and Mel climax, Doug sped up and brought me to another climax. This time he jetted a gallon of his cum into me. As I returned to earth from my orgasm, I realized how much fluid oozed from my pussy. I didn't care, the lounger would wash off in the rain, but I did want to remember the occasion.

Ally came and cleaned us up with her tongue, bringing me to another orgasm. Ally and I put on a little display of affection for the others. We even pulled Mel into our duet and created a small daisy chain as we ate each other's pussies and fingered each other's cunts. Eventually each of us came. We would have fucked again except we'd worn the guys out and they needed recovery periods.

We parted and went to bed. Ally and Doug took one bedroom and Mel, Carl and I the master suite. I hoped there'd be more activity during the night and had not been disappointed when morning arrived.

Thanksgiving Day had the traditional division of the sexes. Ally, Mel and I worked in the kitchen preparing the turkey dinner. Nancy and June joined us midday bringing some of their own dishes over. The kitchen became a 'hen party' as the five of us talked and worked. We'd decided to dress up on the chic side but still a little sexy, thus there were an array of tight fitting clothing, plunging necklines, a noticeable absence of bras, and short skirts with nothing on underneath them that populated the kitchen.

The guys were solidly planted in front of the high-definition television in the media room watching football. Sy and Mike had joined Carl and Doug for the annual ritual. Occasionally one of the men would appear in the kitchen seeking refills for the copious amounts of beer they were consuming. Regardless of who came to get the beer, there were smoothes, licks, kisses and an occasional fingering of a pussy that took place. We loved it.

While we 'girls' talked, Mel told us about Richard, her extramarital lover and where she and Doug had taken their relationship. Shortly after Doug's return from his previous visit with us, Mel had introduced Richard and Doug over dinner at a nearby restaurant. The two men liked each other immediately and rapidly became good friends. Mel said, "Of course they'd like each other, they both love me." The trio had had one evening after their meeting when they'd gotten together and made love with Mel being the large beneficiary.

Mel said, "Richard is married and wants to involve his wife. He says they have an open marriage. The next time we meet it'll be for dinner again and we'll meet Suzanne. From all he's said about her, I'm sure she'll fit right in -- or should I say Doug will fit right in her." We laughed at her crude humor.

As we talked, Ally talked to Mel about being cautious about STDs as she expanded her circle of lovers. We were comforted to hear that neither Doug nor she had played around other than with Richard and that he had used condoms during their intercourse. She agreed that it was a time to be safe rather than sorry. After that serious discussion, we went back to more 'fun' subjects.

Thanksgiving dinner resulted in nine full bellies and one very picked over turkey. When we went around the table during the meal each of us had a long list of things they talked about to be thankful for. 

After the meal, Doug stood at the counter and picked every scrap of meat off the carcass while the rest of us cleaned up. When he was through we were sure we'd have enough food to last until Christmas. The guys actually declared they'd watched too much football (Carl didn't think that possible).

We were all impatient anticipating the screening of Love Strokes the following evening, but probably none so much as Ally. She'd made this video -- she'd written it, directed it and acted in it, and now wanted to see our reactions, particularly Doug and Mel who had not had a role in the video. 

To be continued.



The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 06



This story has seven chapters. A reader jumping into the middle of this story will find themselves lost and wondering about the plot line and characters -- so please start at the beginning. This story has plenty of erotic situations as well as a dose of philosophy here and there. I posted this as a "Group" story, however, Lit assigned it as a Novel; parts of this could be published in Group, Erotic Couplings, Incest, Lesbian Sex, Anal and, of course, Romance. If you want to ready more about the Pixie (Chapter 4 plus), see my story 'The Pixie, Joy and Me'. Your votes and comments are solicited and encouraged. 

*

Friday afternoon, Ally took the car and went to the airport to pickup Ed Mellick. Ed, our agent and point person in Sundance Enterprises, now headed the organization that would distribute and market the 'R' rated version of our film. We also had a growing friendship with Harold Winslow of Adult Films International that would take the 'X' rated version of our new video and distribute and market that in the adult entertainment industry as soon as we passed the video over to him. 

Ally and Ed arrived back at the house at five o'clock. I noted that their arrival at the house occurred about two hours after his flight had arrived. I also noted that the two of them looked unusually happy and content, like they'd just made love to each other. I hugged Ed and kissed him and told him how glad we were with his visit as well as the fact they hadn't gotten arrested for screwing in a public place. He looked surprised and asked, "How'd you know?" with a shocked look on his face. I'd bluffed confirmation of my assumption from him. I laughed. Ally blushed and admitted they'd found a remote corner in the airport parking garage.

We had drinks and dinner and our guests got to know each other well. I might add that we were similarly attired to the way we were the day before in 'sexy chic'. After dinner, Sy and Nancy and Mike and June came over for the screening. There were lots of hugs and kisses for Ed again. They shared our dessert and coffee with us -- mostly left over pies and ice creams from Thanksgiving Day. 

Finally, a little after eight, Carl announced that the show was ready to start. The ten of us all cheered and meandered into our newly decked out media room. Without thinking of the consequences I said, "OK, you can't sit with your spouse or boyfriend. You have to find a new mate for the screening. Everybody pair up." There were a few more kisses and hugs as each couple in our group split or found new partners.

Sy ended with Mel -- a predictable outcome since I knew he was fascinated with her large breasts; Mike joined with Ally; Carl had Nancy; Doug had June; and I paired off with Ed. We spread ourselves around the room, two couples on the sofa, one in each of the large chairs, and Ed and I took a spot on the floor in front of Mike and Ally who were at one end of the sofa.

Carl adopted a somewhat pompous voice and announced the premiere showing of Love Strokes. We laughed and jeered until he finally hit the start button on the DVD. 

As the opening scene appeared with a soft classical piece playing in the background, we all leaned forward. The first scene took place in London and we'd had such fun there. Gradually the scenes unfolded and blended, fading professionally from one bit to the next. I told Carl and Mike how impressed I was with their editing.

The plot unfolded and the air of drama and mystery Ally had hoped for appeared well built only moments into the film. I thought the acting and the camera work superb; we really did deserve to win something at Sundance. When we came to the first sex scene of the film we all sat back and snuggled in with our lovers. 

I could hear some lip smacking and some heavy breathing going on but didn't turn to see the 'who, what, why, where, when or how'. I did, however, turn to Ed and the two of us made out a little as the couples on the screen got into a group sex scene that made every male in the room hard and every female in the room wet. I could smell the female sex scents, including my own, after the scene ended.

There were a few more dialogue and straight scenes with no sex including the scenes we'd shot in Paris. The plot unfolded a little more, now an illicit and torrid romance between Sy and June added to the film. The scene shifted again, this time to a bedroom scene with the main characters. As the camera caught the foreplay, Ed started to stroke my legs, running his fingers right up to my naked pussy.

"Oh my," Ed said. "You dressed formally. I didn't know." 

I smiled sweetly for him and whispered, "You should have been here for Thanksgiving. I figured I'd let that thought fester in his mind for a while.

In the meantime another couple on the screen, Mike and Nancy, got closer and closer to actually consummating their love. Then behind me I heard the unmistakable sounds of finger fucking going on. Mike had apparently plunged several fingers into Ally in a big way. I wanted to turn and look but Ed had just sunk two of his fingers into my wet pussy and I'd become very preoccupied with enjoying those sensations rather than being a voyeur to anything other than the video.

As the couple on the large screen finally achieved penetration I did finally turn and look at the others in the room. Nancy had Carl's cock down her throat; he had his hand in her crotch and two or three fingers in her. Both were squirming in appreciation of each other's efforts.

June had impaled herself on Doug's cock, but because of her little cheerleader skirt we couldn't see the actual in and out motion of their union. June looked so cute and high schoolish in that skirt, even though she'd peeled aware her blouse.

Sy had peeled Mel's top off and had his face buried in the splendor of her mounds; I noted that she had his cock out and slowly stroked him in sync with his tongue action on her breasts. 

I heard Ally say to Mike quietly, "Take it out the rest of the way and I'll sit on it. I need to have that in me as we watch this." With more rustling of clothing I heard a sigh then Ally whispered to him again, "Don't rush and don't cum until the end. I just want to enjoy your cock in me." I heard Mike acknowledge her. The couple in the video kept shifting from position to position as they made love.

Ed lowered his head to my cunt and used his tongue rather effectively to bring me to a heightened state of arousal. I didn't want to cum either; it would be too distracting and I wanted to watch the video; not that all the sexual situations going on around me weren't distracting enough, mind you. From the position we'd shifted to, even Ed could still see the screen across my body.

I pulled Ed up beside me again and we kissed. I unzipped him as the scene on the TV shifted to some more dialogue scenes in Rome. I pulled Ed's cock out and the two of us sat there with me slowly stroking him and Ed slowly finger fucking me. We kissed often and I kept getting wetter and wetter. 

Several scenes later another long sex scene came on the screen, this time between Sy and me and Ally and Carl. The foursome again went through the stages of foreplay, initial nudity, oral sex and then deep fucking. Midway through the scene Carl and Sy changed partners with some appropriate dialogue. The scene was mind blowing and changing partners made it even hotter.

I said to Ed, "I want you to fuck me. I want to sit on your cock." Ed pulled back against the sofa and I straddled him; we both faced the TV screen but at least now I had a lovely big cock in my pussy. We watched the scene with Ed peering around me to see the screen. Periodically I would twitch or try to ripple my pussy muscles the way Melissa could. When I didn't know what to do I'd just shift upwards and come down on Ed's cock again, sometimes suddenly and roughly. Watching a movie with a cock buried in your pussy is very stimulating and erotic.

The movie played on and with each scene I watched the couples in the room approach complete nudity. Any pretense about our not fucking with our partner had long ago faded; we were all openly coupled, cocks in pussies everywhere I looked, yet each of us continued to watch the video.

Most in our party were facing the TV screen to watch the video, but Mel and Sy were sideways to the screen; she impaled on his large rod as the two faced each other so Sy could nuzzle his face into the pixie's tits. I liked having a sister that didn't mind fucking in public.

As the last sex scene unfolded on the screen the fucking in the room began in earnest. Bodies started to slap together and an occasional moan diverted attention from the video soundtrack. 

I think Nancy came first pulling Carl right behind her. They were the tipping point in the room. Behind me Ally came closely followed by Mike -- a predictable sequence because Ally's cunt muscles spasm so nicely when she has an orgasm - no male can resist.

Sy exploded into Melissa who then came as well; I think she'd been milking him with her vaginal muscles as well. June's voice started a little staccato sequence of sounds that clearly showed she wasn't paying attention to the closing credits; I heard Doug fire off his rocks into her body.

That left Ed and I. He rolled me over onto my back and plunged his cock into me. We'd already been fucking, kind of, for over half an hour. We both wanted to cum and fast. Ed made it fast for both of us; we exploded together less than two minutes after I lay back. I noted that the closing credits had just ended their roll across the screen as I crested. I shrieked as my orgasm hit.

We all lay there or sat there, sexually sated for the moment. Carl struggled for the remote control and restarted the DVD. This time he turned the volume down but not off.

I said from my supine position, "Well, I liked it. I can see watching it several dozen times at least. I think it's the best film we've made yet." Carl and Nancy echoed my sentiments.

Ally sighed happily and said, "That sums up how I feel. I just want to personally thank all of you, particularly Carl and Mike for all their hard work editing and Kara for playing the role of my assistant these past months."

Sy said, "Great flick. I missed a couple of scenes but I'll watch it again -- a dozen times at least. My congrats to Ally and the editing team -- and all of us."

Melissa said with a touch of humor, "I got mauled the entire film by this pervert but I saw the whole thing. I personally loved it. By the way, I like being fucked while I watch a film; this experience will forever change my viewing habits. I'll always remember today! Wow!"

Doug said, "I couldn't have said it better and I want to thank June for being such a great movie companion." The two of them snickered. 

June said, "I loved the film and, oh my God, do you guys know that Doug cums in buckets! I'm flooded and that's why were still together. He's my cork." Ally laughed, reached beside her to the end table drawer, and subsequently passed June about a dozen cocktail napkins. June thanked her.

Ed had pulled out of me and sat up. He became the last to speak and his opinion really counted more than all the rest of us put together. We all looked at him in our various stages of sexual completeness. In the dim light from the television I could see a serious expression on his face, then I saw it soften

He began, "This is ..." He paused and we all leaned forward. "... a great film! It will be a pleasure to distribute and market this. Depending on what happens six weeks from now at the Sundance Film Festival with your other two films this will either be a runaway best seller or a blockbuster. I'm not sure which, but we'll take either." He grinned broadly.

He went on, "I've been around a lot of independent or indie film companies, particularly over the last two years, and let me tell you that none of them have the esprit de corps, the love, the creativity or the persistence that you guys have. I know the effort that it took to write this script -- thank you Ally; to act in it with kind of filming pressures you put on yourselves; and to edit and piece together the hours and hours of video -- thank you Carl, thank you Mike."

Ed thought for moment and added, "A couple more things; I am certain that you will take the Sundance Festival by storm. You are going to be the hottest thing going on there in so many ways. No one else has two films in the running; you've addressed two sensitive and sensuous topics in award winning fashion. I think you should all be figuring out what happens after the Festival ends and you've walked away with the show."

He turned to me, "Kara, you especially will suddenly find yourself surrounded by media, doing TV interviews, cameos on Letterman and Leno, and a long list of things you can't imagine. Since you starred in Love Comes Twice and Trial and Error you should prepare yourself personally for sudden stardom."

Ed looked at the rest of us, "All of you should expect to be recognized on the street, talked about -- both good and bad, asked for autographs and interviews, and lots of stuff even I can't imagine. I think you'd all do well over the next few weeks to practice being interviewed, particularly think about the kind of questions you're going to be asked having done porn films that got turned into respectable indie films. Thank you all. Great job."

We maintained our pairings for the second showing of Love Strokes. I really enjoyed another long fuck with Ed; this time we used a whole bunch of different positions and I allowed myself to cum whenever the mood struck. I love five-orgasm feature films.

After the second showing, Ed and Ally paired off as they went to bed in the other guest room. Carl and Mel took another room and Doug and I had the master bedroom. The others headed to Sy and Nancy's house. Even though we'd all screwed around during the screening, I managed to get Doug up one more time and we had a delightful fuck. I really loved my brother.

Saturday morning a scantily clad Nancy pranced into our kitchen as Doug and I were starting breakfast. The two of us were nude. She had a pile of People magazines. "Here," she said with a big grin, "you should start reading these because after the Festival you are going to be in it, if not on the cover."

I said, "Oh, no, I think Ed's expectations about stardom were overstated." 

Nancy said, "Oh I think he was very serious and right on. I think you, and we, should all be prepared for success beyond our wildest dreams. I have a really clear idea of what we ought to be doing over the next few weeks to prepare."

"Great," I said, "You can take over as den mother for our clan. Lead us where you want us."

"Oh this will be so exciting," she said. She waltzed over to Doug and shrugged the thin blouse off her body. She gave him a colossal kiss, taking one of his hands and running it inside her gym shorts so he could finger her cunt. He looked very happy with the whole experience.

"Speaking of exciting," she looked at Doug, "I would like to experience you before you disappear back to the cold north. Any chance we could make a date for later today?"

Doug looked at me, almost for permission. I said, "The day's wide open. Pick your time." Nancy looked pleased. I added to Doug, "By the way, you'll like Nancy. She's a hot little fuck." I snickered and Nancy came and lightly hit me in the arm in protest. 

"Hey," I said, "You're the one that wants to fuck my brother."

Doug intervened, "How about we meet here after lunch? I still need some recovery time from something that happened about an hour ago." He grinned sheepishly at me.

Nancy grinned too and said, "Great. See you then." She picked up her blouse and pranced out the door as we watched her re-dressing.

I said to Doug, "She actually is a hot little fuck. You'll enjoy your afternoon."

*

A week later on a cool December afternoon, the six of sat in Nancy's living room while she stood at a large flipchart she'd bought. She said, "We did this where I worked one time and it really helped prepare for a presentation to the big wigs. What we'll do first is start by recording all the nasty questions that you hope no one will ever ask you -- the ones you don't want to talk about or perhaps even think about. We'll go around the room. Kara you go first. You don't have to have the answers, just help get the subject areas recorded."

I thought for moment and said, "I don't want anyone to ask what my parents think about our films. I know I've got to deal with them someday very soon, but I don't want to talk about it to the public. I want to talk to Doug about that topic too and I know most of us have siblings and parents scattered around the country. Another question we might get asked is how we were raised and why we went into the adult film business."

"Great," Nancy said. She wrote the words 'What parents/sibs think?', "How raised?', and 'Why adult film bux?' on her flip chart. She turned to Carl who sat beside me. "Carl?"

He said, "I don't want anyone to call us names, or ask why we like to fuck or something like that. Another no-win question would be how we thought about the institution of marriage or whether we're Mormons or some other polygamous religious sect. I also don't want to answer any questions with the word 'pimp' in the sentence." 

Nancy made several notations on her flipchart -- 'Name calling/fucking' and so on. She turned to Sy.

Sy said, "Someone's bound to ask about diseases -- like AIDS or STDs, or even birth control. We've all been cautious and taken precautions yet I don't want to talk about that in public -- all that seems personal." As Nancy made a note on the flipchart, Sy nodded to June who sat beside him.

June said, "Much as I love it, I don't want to be asked about how I 'feel'. My feelings are private -- they're things I share with you all, but I don't want to share them with the general public in an interview or wherever. You know, like 'how do you 'feel' when you're making love to two men?' Someone might also ask us 'What's the best or worst sex we've ever had?' or some slight like 'Do you hire out?'"

Nancy made a few notes on her flipchart and turned to Mike. He said, "We're apt to get asked how we all got started with porn or with our group sex. We should be ready for that; a question like 'Were you all having group sex before you did the porno films?' or something like that." 

Nancy made a note on the paper then said, "I have several items. Some areas we're apt to get asked about some social issues, like whether we favor sex education in schools; free love; abortion; online dating; whether we feel Brittany Spears, Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan are over the top -- or opinions about other porn stars; or even whether prostitution should be legalized." She wrote frantically on the chart as she talked. "A couple of others might be whether we use drugs or performance enhancers like Viagra or Cialis."

Carl said, "We don't need a position on every one of these do we?"

Nancy turned and said, "No, but we should have a 'pat' way of ducking the questions we don't want to answer at the time. You know something like, 'Well I haven't thought about that and it deserves a serious answer. Next question!' We just need to be able to deflect some of these questions or have a reasonably consistent position."

Ally tossed in "How about do you ever get sore?" We all laughed. Ally blushed.

I tossed in, "I'm sure we'll get asked about our next movie. We should be prepared to talk a little about that. Perhaps we should also ask Ed and Harold what to say. I think we'll also get asked why we did 'X' and 'R' rated versions of the same film."

We continued to toss question areas around and ultimately filled about five flip charts; Nancy wrote small too.




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 06



Nancy then divided us up into three teams and we allocated a third of the questions to each team. Sy and June were on my team. Nancy had each team go off with an assignment to meet back in twenty-four hours with their first cut at the responses to the questions as well as any new questions that came to us.

As we broke apart, Sy asked, "We're not going to have to memorize our answers are we?"

"No, no, no," Nancy said. "But if we talk as a group about the answers to questions in these areas, we'll be much better equipped to handle either that question or another one similar to it. I bet few of the questions come just the way you've stated them."

Our team met the rest of the afternoon. Sy came up with a great idea, specifically, to do some research on the Internet about how to conduct yourself during a TV interview. While June and I talked about our question areas, Sy ran home to his computer. Soon he returned with a big smile on his face and a dozen pages he'd printed off.

"OK," we asked, "what gives."

"I have a key word for us to think about -- 'Sound bites.' I told the team meeting at my house too. What we should try to find the core principle that spans several question areas and that might even be a pithy quote in our question areas. Those we might memorize and if they sum up how we feel about the subject, so much the better. In either case, thinking about them will help us focus. The other thing that's clear is that we should practice in front of a camera -- being interviewed that is." He gave us a lecherous grin.

*

Christmas became a tense time for just about all of us except Ally. Each of the six of us decided to warn our parents that we were in the adult film business and that we were presenting our first two films at the Sundance Film Festival -- at least the "R" rated versions of them.

Ally didn't talk to her parents and didn't care what they thought about her new career. She said she knew what their reaction would be and predicted it would be 'nuclear' compared to her moving in with a boyfriend a year or so earlier.

The rest of us grit our teeth and headed for our relatives' homes just before the holiday. When we were doing Nancy's "dirty questions" exercise to prepare us for interviews with the press in Park City, Utah at the Festival, we also tried to prepare for talking with our parents or siblings. 

I had the only sibling that knew about our work -- Doug. I talked to him by telephone about how to approach Mom and Dad with news about their daughter and son's new profession. He asked us not to spill the beans about the Thanksgiving orgy but in return pledged to be at the house and back us up with vocal support about what we were doing. That seemed like better than a fair trade to me.

June visited her older sister that lived about an hour away to bring her in on the events that had so occupied us for the past year. She'd told her she worked in an insurance agency and now had to set the record straight. She became our test case. 

When June came back from her weekend trip all she could do was smile. She summed it up in a couple of sentences, "My sister understood completely; acted jealous of all the good sex we were having -- and even suggested that she come and participate sometime; seemed amazed at the money we were making although I only hinted at our incomes; and effused about us having two films at Sundance and the possibility of our modest stardom."

She told us they had talked about practically nothing else other than our business, June's role in it, the films and what might happen after Sundance. They also talked about how to tell their parents, but her sister had no solid advice any of us could use to soften the impact. June had taken copies of the "R" and "X" rated DVD's for her to see. She said her sister got so horny she had to go off and fuck her husband a couple of times during her visit. She smiled and said her sister actually suggested they have a threesome or foursome on their next visit. 

Sy decided he'd visit his older brother and family and bring him up to speed on our activities. So the following Friday, Sy hopped a plane up to Denver, where his brother and family lived. 

Sy arrived back in Texas on Sunday afternoon and we all convened at his house to hear his progress report. He began slowly, "Well, at first he didn't take it too well. He's pretty conservative and much more uptight than any of us are. While he was sympathetic that we needed the income he kept telling me that I should have tried other career paths harder. I spent a long time trying to make him understand how we were about to lose our home and only then did he start to come around."

Sy continued, "I explained about the videos and how they'd been modified for Sundance and how we were considered by a few of those in the know to be an up and coming indie film company. He sort of liked the sound of that. Then I offered him a chance to see the 'R' rated versions of the films and we watched Love Comes Twice. Our treatment of the sensitive subject matter and how we handled the eroticism blew him away - and of course my spectacular acting abilities." We all jeered at his last comment.

"Anyway, after he came around my brother asked to see the 'X' rated version of the film for comparison purposes, of course. So I produced that DVD for him. He popped in this DVD and we started watching. In that first scene where you and I are making love Kara, his eyeballs practically popped out of his head. Further, he had a hard-on he couldn't deny." He snickered.

Sy went on, "A few more steamy scenes went by and he hops up and states that he'd rather watch the film with Matty -- his wife. So we stopped the film and my brother disappeared with the DVD for the rest of the night. The next morning at breakfast, Matty came down first; she walked bowlegged but had a smile from one ear to the other. She gave me the most passionate kiss I've ever had from her and pledged her undying love for me -- and of course Nancy. She also praised our film making abilities - and my acting - and told me if we ever needed a bit player to do anything, to just call her and she'd be on the next flight south. She also told me she wanted to have a threesome or foursome with me and Nancy and that she couldn't remember being so turned on in her life as when she watched the film."

Carl said, "So how did your brother end up about all of this and did either of them have any suggestions about what to say to your parents?"

"Well Bart, my brother, came down and he looked pretty happy too. He even romanced Matty right in front of me, rubbing her breasts and butt. So I asked him if he liked the film and he says 'It has changed my marriage. We'd forgotten we're sexual beings and now we remember some of what we're supposed to be doing with each other.' He grinned and said, 'We did a lot of it last night.' He even said to me, 'Maybe you can join us later tonight -- Matty and I talked about it.' My brother!" Sy glanced at Nancy and added, "I've always had the hots for Matty anyway."

We all leaned forward. I asked, "So did you have a threesome?"

Sy adopted a shy little grin and said, "Yea, last night -- for most of the night actually. It was really nice. Now Matty really walks bowlegged and I've never felt closer to my brother and sis than I do now. They're planning a visit here sometime after we get back from Utah; they want to meet everyone -- both of them." He turned to Nancy, "And they particularly want to improve their relationships with you, darling." 

Nancy and Sy grinned lecherously at each other -- perfect communication about the implications of his statements.

We laughed. Carl persisted, "What about telling parents?"

"Oh yea," Sy said. "First, I got to tell you that I reminded Bart and Matty that we have another movie to watch and they light up happy that they have further entertainment that night. That's what we started watching that led to last night's interlude." 

"Now, about parents," Sy said. "Bart had a few ideas. For one, he told us to stress the positive aspects of what we were doing: how we saved our homes from foreclosure, how much money we're making; how we're breaking into the entertainment business -- and even that a lot of Hollywood types have had to pay their dues in the films like this. He even mentioned Teri Hatcher, Barbie Benton, and Traci Lords as three actresses he recalled that had come into the movie industry this way, plus there are more like Ashlyn Brooke bridging the gap into TV. Overall though, there aren't many."

"What else?" I asked.

"He reminded us to never get mad or peeved that they don't like our new jobs, and to constantly remind ourselves that they will be in shock for a little while and probably angry. He feels they'll all end up being supportive, particularly about the Film Festival."

"Bart also suggested we talk to our parents separately, talking to the more liberal one first." Sy thought for a moment and added, "That about sums up his advice."

"Well we sort of know the negative issues they might raise," Nancy said. "I guess it's time to start making the rounds. I suggest we keep in touch with each other. We can be a support group as we go through this."

"Do we all like what we're doing?" I asked with a serious look.

A chorus of "Yes's" came back from everyone. "I wouldn't change a thing. I love it. I found the real me. This is the best job ever. I like being my own boss."

"Some of our parents will say our work is degrading, particularly of women. They'll say we may as well be prostitutes since we're selling our sex, " I said.

"No, it's not degrading," June said. "Look at our films. The women triumph and are equal to the men in every regard. They all succeed. Plus there's no sleaze unless you just plain and out think sex is dirty. And personally, I've never given sex for money ... well, except the time Mike bought me that cute little convertible two years ago."

Nancy said in her 'little miss cheerleader' voice, "OK, so we make X-rated, socially and environmentally conscious films that promote love, peace, equality and disarmament in a way that has a low carbon footprint. That'll win them over."

*

Carl and I flew to Florida a few days later. We planned to spend about three days with his parents and then fly to Boston to spend Christmas with my family. Doug and Melissa planned on arriving the same day we did to add their support to our endeavors.

Carl decided his Dad was the easier one to talk to. After dinner on our first evening there, Carl suggested to his Dad that they take a little walk. The two of them headed out the door and I remained with Carl's mother -- Anne.

Anne immediately turned to me and asked, "Is everything all right with your marriage? I mean, I've never seen Carl want to talk to his father -- it must be about something serious or else they'd just be in the living room trying to talk over the Monday night football game."

"Yes," I told her, "Everything in our marriage is great, in fact it's never been stronger." I paused for a minute to think about whether I wanted to start the "new profession" conversation and decided I may as well jump in with both feet.

I said, "What Carl wanted to tell his Dad is that we -- and several other people -- have started a new business making adult films. We've done three now and the first two are very successful. We've been asked to revise the first two into 'R' rated versions and we've submitted them to the Sundance Film Festival and they've been accepted. They'll be presented to the public in three weeks. It's quite an honor and we will probably make a lot more money and certainly be more famous that we are now."

Anne stared at me as though I were a ghost then she slowly said, "Would you tell me all that again, I want to make sure that I didn't miss any of it."

I repeated my opening paragraph and added, "Remember, we'd been in deep trouble with our finances and were going to lose our home. Our new films saved us from that. We've already made a lot of money, and I have to admit we had a lot of fun doing it."

"How much is a lot?" Anne asked quick as a flash.

"So far, Carl and I have grossed just under two million dollars in the past fifteen months."

Another long silence ensued and Anne asked, "Are you a prostitute?"

"No, that's the farthest thing from what we do. I'd never do that!"

Anne thought a moment and asked, "What will happen at Sundance? I've heard of it -- it's prestigious I know."

"It's a film festival for independent film studios like ours. We present our films, talk about why we made them and the themes we were trying to put across, and we answer questions. The media and press are there and they interview us too and we hopefully appear on shows like Entertainment Tonight and Access Hollywood or get written up in People and Us magazines and lots of people run out and buy our DVDs or go to a theater and see them. The public sees our films and loves them, we make a lot more money, the world changes slightly and we live a long, happy and prosperous life."

Anne studied me very carefully then asked, "Can I see one of the DVDs? Did you bring one with you?"

"Yes, I did." I went to the guest room -- Carl's old room -- and retrieved the "R" rated version of Love Comes Twice. I walked back into the kitchen and presented it to Carl's mother.

"Come, Kara. Watch this with me. I may want to ask you a thing or two about it."

Anne led me into the small living room and in a few seconds the DVD started to play on the old television set. I sat next to her on the faded sofa as the film began.

About five minutes into the film the first love scene unfolded. Sy and I were making love - having intercourse, however, the actually penetration scenes had been edited out and replaced with more shadowy versions.

Without taking her eyes from the screen, Anne asked, "Did you really make love with that man?"

I replied, "Yes, I did. He's a dear friend and I love him with all my heart -- almost as much as I love Carl." Anne nodded summarily.

Several scenes later, Carl and June were in a scene where Nancy walked in and joined them. Anne asked, "Did Carl have sexual intercourse with them?"

I replied, "Yes, they are also dear friends. You should know that later and in the other film I also have some relationships with them. I guess I'm bisexual, at least as far as they are concerned. They are also my lovers." I paused and added, "This is an 'R' rated version; there is also an 'X' rated version that is a little more graphic. So far, it is from the 'X' rated versions that we have made our money. The proceeds from the 'R' versions will start a little after their release to the public at Sundance."

"Are these other people in your company?" Anne asked.

"Yes, there are seven of us: three couples and one young woman that lives with us. I could tell you their names if you'd like."

"No, not necessary. Maybe later," Anne said.

I'd become embarrassed watching the film with Carl's mother. I became even more embarrassed when I became aware that Carl and his father were standing in the hallway behind us, also watching the DVD on the television. Everyone seemed expressionless.

I made eye contact with Carl and he gave me a supportive smile and a friendly wink.

I gestured that Carl's Dad should sit next to Anne and I got up and pulled Carl into the kitchen. "What'd your Dad say? What'd you tell him?"

Carl said, "I told him we'd started a business with some other people in the adult film business, just what we'd rehearsed, and that we had two films about to be released to the general public and we'd gotten chosen for Sundance and all that. I mentioned the money angle too. He took it all in without too much reaction so far. How about you?"

"Pretty much the same," I told Carl. "You mother asked if I'd been a prostitute and also about the stability of our marriage." Carl nodded. "She asked to see the video. It's the 'R' version they're watching. That said she asked about whether we'd actually had sex with some of the people we appear in the movie with; I told her we did and that we loved them."

Carl poured us both a glass of wine and we went and sat on the front porch and watched the traffic drive by on the busy street. We didn't say much to each other. The evening was cool and Carl put his arm around me. As usual, I found his affection very comforting.

Eventually the front door opened and Carl's father asked in a neutral voice, "Carl, you said have another version of this film we just watched. Could we see that version too?" His voice sounded like he was withholding judgment and that he was in an information collection mode.

Carl got up and got his parents the other version of the film. I rolled my eyes towards heaven and hoped that they'd accept it and that things would not get ugly for any of us. Carl came back out and joined me; he'd brought a blanket and spread it around us so we could stay warm as the evening temperatures dropped further.

Eventually the door opened and Carl's mother said, "You kids should come in or else you'll catch your death of cold out there. We're heading up to bed and we'll talk more about all this in the morning." Carl went and pecked his mom on the forehead with a perfunctory kiss and I heard him say goodnight to his father. 

Carl pulled the door shut and came back to the front porch rocker. His smirk broke into laughter.

"What?" I said.

"I think they're horny. I think they're going up to watch the other video and make love. I'd put money on it." He burst out laughing again. I had to join him. It certainly defused some of the tension we were feeling. Carl and I stayed long enough to finish our drinks then we went to bed too.

Anne had fixed most of breakfast when I came down. She looked at me initially and blushed. I just said, "Good morning," in a cheery voice.

"Good morning, Kara," she said. After a pause she said, "I know we'll talk later about your new business ... but I ... well ... I really liked the film last night ... and it sure got Howard fired up, if you know what I mean." She blushed again and gave me a little cockeyed grin.

I nodded and smiled at her. She looked happy. They were seeing part of this as having some positive benefits for themselves.

I decided to say a few more things to set the stage for our later 'family talk;' "I just want to you to know that we don't want what we do to embarrass you amongst your friends and neighbors. We're moving in less erotic territory with future films but I think, given our nature, there will always be a love theme and some sexuality in our work."

I continued, "If Sundance is a success, we might actually get acquired or asked to partner with a larger studio and then we'll really have to start rethinking our films and their themes. I didn't mention it but we have a company that is starting to represent us. We might even be on late night television -- Leno or Letterman -- things like that, if Sundance is a success."

"Well, now," Anne said, "you'll have to let us know when you're going to do that. We might even come to New York or Los Angeles to see you on those shows -- that is if you can get us in. That'd be really great. Oh, good heavens, my son and daughter would be real movie stars!"

"Yes," I smiled, "I sure hope so. It sure beats waiting tables in LA for five years hoping for a 'big break.' We made our own 'big break.'"

Carl walked into the kitchen closely followed by his father, Howard. We bid them good morning and set about feeding the four of us. I usually eat almost nothing for breakfast, yet this meal was fit for an army; it consisted of every kind of breakfast food you could imagine except Captain Krunch. Anne had prepared pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, small steaks, biscuits, cinnamon rolls, granola and other cereals, cheeses, and a wide selection of fruits. I sampled a little of everything to be polite and ended feeling bloated when the meal was done.




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After the meal, Anne brought the coffee pot to the table and refreshed everyone's cups. 

Anne turned to Carl and then me and said, "We can make this short and sweet, regarding your new business venture, I mean. I'll sum it up and then Howard you add in anything you want to." She turned back to me, "We wish you'd been able to be a success some other way, but you are a success in this and we accept that for what it is and the way it is. The film you showed us proves that you can make a sensitive and dramatic film that is also erotic." She chuckled to herself.

She continued, "Anyway, we wish you luck with Sundance and all the other things that follow. We also thank you for being sensitive to our feelings about what you are doing. I can imagine you were nervous telling us -- and I suppose your parents, Kara?" I shook my head to indicate they didn't know yet. "Anyway, telling parents that you've made a few 'X' rated films can't be the easiest thing in the world."

Anne turned to Carl, "You made a wonderful film. I want to see the second films too. I hope you brought DVDs of those." Carl nodded. "We'll watch them later." She eyed Howard who sort of smirked and looked like a high school kid that had just discovered sex.

"Anyway, from here on know that we are behind you. If you need us for anything, please let us know. Sooner or later someone may ask what your parents think about your films; you tell them we said they were the best movies we'd ever seen." This time she eyed Howard and really laughed aloud.

With that Anne walked over and kissed Carl on the forehead and then repeated the process with me. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I almost burst our crying as the tension eased away.

Howard muttered a few words of agreement with Anne's statement. We moved on to other topics and left the adult entertainment business behind for the time being.

Two days later on December 23rd we repeated the process outside Boston with my parents. Doug and Melissa were there when we told my parents and they backed us up by saying when they found out they approved because we were having fun and making good money and good entertainment. My parents were a little put off by the idea of our film making but softened when they heard about the money we'd made and softened even further when they watched our first film.

My Dad proved to be the most difficult to win over since he had to overcome the fact that his only daughter not only appeared naked in a movie but also made love -- in lots of different ways with lots of different people - in front of the camera. For a while he couldn't see straight and focused only on those two facts. As the day went on he mellowed on the subject, helped in part by the efforts of my brother who tried to explain that our generation looked at sex differently from my father's. Whatever worked, by dinner Dad had become cordial and begrudgingly accepting.

I had given my mother a copy of the 'R' rated DVD of Love Comes Twice. I'd even watched a little of it with her -- just the two of us. I explained more about the plot and themes we tried to get across with the script. I also talked about how we loved our circle of friends that deeply understood each other. Mom went past acceptance into some occasional excitement for what we were doing. I left the DVD with her to watch later that night, knowing that she'd probably get my father involved in seeing the movie.

I got too much information from my mother the next morning; she told me in detail about how turned on my father became after watching Love Comes Twice and how they'd made love a couple of times with the film playing in the background in their bedroom. I gave her a copy of the "X" rated version and suggested that she watch THAT with Dad if she wanted to see him come alive. I also gave her copies of our other films -- both versions. Christmas Day she had that 'just fucked' look first thing in the morning and commented secretly to me that my father had turned into a raving sex maniac and that she loved every second of it.

My parent's house has a core with the living room, kitchen, dining and family rooms and then two bedroom wings in opposite directions from the core. The guest rooms are in one wing and the master suite is in the other.

The second night we were there, Christmas Eve, Doug knocked on our guest room door just after we'd gone to bed. He whispered loudly when he opened the door, "You guys want to play? Mel would like to see Carl again and I'd love to be with my sis, if that interests you?" We both nodded enthusiastically in the dim light. Doug said, "Be right back!" and disappeared across the hall.

About ten seconds later Mel appeared at our bedroom door in a sexy blue teddy with matching four-inch spike heels. I welcomed Doug to my side of the bed. Mel struck a classic pose in the doorway, putting herself in profile to us as she ran her back up and down the doorframe. Her theatrics made us all laugh.

Carl and I'd taken to sleeping in the nude, so we needed little prep to get ready for Doug and Mel's amorous visit. As Doug got on the bed, I peeled off his t-shirt and yanked down his briefs. "Get with the agenda," I told him.

Mel went right up to Carl and planted a simmering kiss on his lips that by far transcended what you'd expect from your sister. Carl responded by starting to un-do some of the laces and ties that held the teddy on Mel. He seemed intent on making my pixie sister-in-law naked.

I inhaled Doug's cock and immediately tasted the erotic muskiness of his pre-cum. "You've been thinking about this for a while," I suggested to him.

"Only about five weeks," Doug said. "We both have. We've never had such hot sex as we had with you at Thanksgiving and then when we got home we kept it up. My God I think we've fucked more in the past five weeks than in the previous years we've been married -- even accounting for our time with Katie."

Mel said, "We love each other very much and we love you guys too. This is no threat to our marriage, but it is soooooo hot to make love to the two of you -- and your friends. It's been all I could think about. I'm so glad you're still willing."

"Oh Mel," I said and I leaned in and kissed her lips in an erotic way. "We love you guys and did before all this started. Our new relationship is just a bonus as far as we're concerned." 

I thought for a moment and said to Mel, "Care to spice up our evening by telling us about your threesome with your friend Richard? You mentioned you've had one time together, and I'd like to know what made you think his wife will get involved?"

I leaned down and sucked on one of Mel's naked tits. As I did, I felt Doug slide beneath me and his tongue extend and gently touch my labial lips and then my clit. It got my attention. I think I jerked a little and pulled away from Melissa to focus on Doug -- lowering my cunt down to his lips for improved contact. Carl had come up behind Mel and embraced her; his large hands completely covering the pixie's engorged breasts as he cupped them and pulled her naked body back to him. She fell away with him to their side of the bed.

Mel said between kisses, "Well, it was about a week ago. We'd already had dinner with Richard the week before that so Doug could meet him. We talked about what a threesome would mean for each of us. We were very open. He talked about his open marriage too although his wife is not currently involved with anyone else."

Doug assaulted my pussy with his tongue and I loved every second of it. I finally turned completely around over him and bent down in a classic sixty-nine position so I could take his rod into my mouth. I began to massage and milk his excited cock. Before I filled my mouth, I said to Mel, "Keep talking, I'm listening."

Mel went on, "So I got a neighbor to take the kids one night and I fixed dinner at the house last week for the three of us. After dinner we put on some nice jazz and Richard and Doug took turns dancing with me. Every time I danced with Doug he'd un-do a button on my dress or push my ass into his body. Of course, I was horny to begin with just thinking about where the evening would go."

She continued, "Anyway, Richard started doing the same thing and pretty soon my dress just fell away from my body. We were in the living room but with most of the lights out. Next I knew I had a handsome guy sucking on each of my breasts -- you know how that turns me on. Suddenly, all I wanted was some cock. I pushed the two of them down on the sofa and mounted Richard. Doug got behind me and massaged my back and felt my breasts, sometimes feeding them to Richard. It was hot."

Beside me Mel started to duplicate my moves with Carl, sucking on his cock. I watched the pixie take Carl's entire cock down her throat. For a small woman and a large man, I continued to be amazed at her abilities to deep throat. I think Carl showed amazement too for he kept groaning a lot.

Doug brought me to an orgasm in short order. Much as I would have liked to continue to suck on his cock, after my small climax I really wanted his cock banging into my cunt. I again maneuvered around until I could hold his saliva covered cock and start to sink my body down on his erection.

He slid into me with hardly any effort by either of us. I was very juiced up and I'd coated Doug with lots of my spit plus his own pre-cum. We immediately started to fuck, my 'downs' meeting his 'ups'. 

"Oh fuck, Doug. You fill me so nicely. Do you like watching your wife fuck my husband? See how his cock is ready to slip into her tiny body. Can she take it? Oh, look at that, it went right in -- up to the hilt -- without any difficulty at all. She can take it. She can fuck like a mink. I love my sister. I'm glad you married a slut and that I'm a slut. We both get to fuck you."

As I talked I could feel Doug get even harder and longer. His moves up into my body became more defined and goal directed. Plus, I'd learned that he likes dirty talk during sex.

Mel, the pixie, started to talk too; "Oh Carl, your big cock is so nice. Did you think it would fit entirely into me? Do you see how it makes my abdomen swell each time you thrust into me? I hope you like my cunt; I love your cock. I really like fucking next to my husband ... and while he's fucking your wife ... his sister. Oh yes, we're all sluts. We all love to fuck and fuck and fuck."

Mel remembered she was telling us a story; "Oh, I got side tracked; I was telling you about Richard and the two of us. Anyway, I started to fuck Richard and Doug did something we've never done before -- he started to push into my back door. At one point I had the two of them deep in me. I came a couple of times ... and ... I'm ... going ... to ... come ... again."

Mel might have continued talking but an orgasm arrived and reduced her to a whimpering pile of flesh impaled on my husband's cock. Carl looked pleased that he had been able to deliver such an intense climax to her and still have not cum.

I bent over Doug so he could suck on my breasts as he fucked up into my body. Then suddenly I felt a lubricated finger at my back door. Carl had decided to add to our coupling. Doug slowed as Carl massaged my buttocks and then slowly slipped into my body. I guess he'd liked our Pixie's description of her first anal sex. I felt so full and then the two men started to pump into me. I went into orbit - sex at a whole new level. Mel watched fascinated from right beside me.

In two minutes I felt spasms start in both my cunt and my ass. I talked to the two men: "Oh fuck me. Drive your cocks into my body -- my cunt; my ass. Suck on my tits brother. Make me cum. I want all your cum in my body -- Doug's cum in my pussy and Carl's cum in my ass. Then you'll have my cum all over the two of you. I'm getting near. Oh shit ... here I go ... I'm cuming ... Oooooooooh!"

When I came I ejaculated a lot of girl juice over my two partners and me. My pussy went into spasms that triggered Doug's orgasm. Carl came seconds later. For a brief moment I could feel jets from both cocks simultaneously coating my insides. I collapsed onto Doug's chest.

Carl fell away into Mel's arms. Mel said, "Oh I like that. Do you think you'd both like to fuck a Pixie for her second time?" She then laughed uproariously as we all lay panting and gasping for air next to her.

Mel and I cleaned up the guys mostly with our tongues then we got into cleaning each other. Mostly Mel cleaned me up from the bath of cum the two men had given me and my own juices. Carl and Doug watched from the sidelines as they stroked their rods.

Mel said, "A little bit more to my story ... but these diversions are wonderful. Anyway, Richard and Doug double-teamed me for only a few minutes and I came in buckets -- like one big, continuous orgasm. I loved it. Doug pulled out and Richard flipped me over and drove his long cock into me doggie style and started to really pump into me some more. Doug slid under me and sucked on my swaying breasts. I came more and then Richard and I exploded. We all collapsed and eventually Richard thanked the two of us, dressed and went home."

She looked at each of us and added, "Doug hadn't cum yet, so the two of us proceeded to fuck up a storm until the wee hours of the morning. My God, we've become raging sex maniacs and I love it. All we want to do is suck and fuck." Mel looked at Carl's cock and said, "Speaking of which ..."

Mel and I went to Carl and started a double blowjob on him, our two mouths and tongues bringing him back to life. When he'd achieved some degree of stiffness we shifted our attention to Doug and repeated the process. I think we could have raised the dead.

When both guys were 'done' and ready for more action, Mel mounted Carl again and lowered her large tits to his mouth. I remained amazed that such a small person could have grown such perfect breasts. Carl seemed to love the opportunity to pull each breast to his mouth and suck wildly on her glorious tits.

Doug re-entered my soggy pussy and started to pump away again as I knelt next to Carl and Mel. I liked doggie style; it hit spots that normally didn't get assaulted in other positions. I could feel Doug grow in girth and length as we fucked.

I gave myself over to the coupling and concentrated on the growing feeling of bliss that Doug brought out in me. Soon I let it wash over me and I again had a climax.

Doug pulled out of me and moved behind his wife. He scooped up the tube of lubricant and coated his cock and then moved up to service Mel's ass. Carl could see Doug's approach and slowed his strokes as Doug maneuvered his cock into his lovely wife's shapely ass. The Pixie moaned a lot yet kept urging both men to fuck her royally. 

"Ooooooh fuck," Mel exclaimed in a very edgy voice. "Oh, wait, this is too much meat for such a little woman. Carl fills me and Doug, you fill me. But the two of you together -- oh wait -- oh fuck. You're in ... I can't believe this. Do I really have both of you in there? Are you ... oh fuck ... I'm cummmmmmmmming."

Mel came and came and came. This time she squirted girl juice from her pussy onto her lovers. The men accepted their due, and then both started to pump slowly into Mel's over-sexed body. Mel squirmed and writhed all over Carl, spreading the fluids around and providing a moving target for her two lovers. She moaned and groaned a lot.

Doug came first this time. "I can't hold off any longer," he announced. He made four or five long thrusts into Melissa's ass and then suddenly looked like he'd been frozen in time. He held her hips as he jettisoned his load of cum into her dark tunnel. 

Carl had slowed but then started plunging his cock up into Mel's small body again. Doug just went along for the ride. Carl warned, "I'm pretty near too. Maybe a minute."

Mel gasped out, "Me too -- again. I keep cuming every fifteen or thirty seconds, but I feel a big one coming."

Carl's oscillations increased in amplitude and intensity as he neared his climax. He yanked Melissa's hips down on him; she ground her cunt into his groin at the bottom of each down stroke. 

Then they both came. Simultaneous exclamations of "Oh fuck! Oh shit!" filled the room. The Pixie collapsed on Carl's chest with Doug still somehow nestled behind her, stroking her erect nipples and her sexually sated body from behind her. 

The trio all rolled towards me. I caught Doug and spooned in behind him. Somehow he'd managed to keep his cock in his wife's rear end. Carl remained buried in Mel's pussy. 

Mel looked over her shoulder at me and blew me a kiss. "Now this is what fucking is really all about," she postulated before letting out a huge sigh and cuddling into Carl. Doug cuddled into me and we all lay there for a few minutes resting from our endeavors.

Finally I said, "The bed's going to be a little tight with four of us here. What say Doug and I take the guest room?" There were sounds of agreement. I felt Doug extricate himself from Mel and the two of us headed for the showers. Carl and Mel waved goodnight to us as we left, turning off the dim light we kept on as we left.

To be continued. 



The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 07



Ed finally rose over me and thrust his cock into me. This time he controlled our union. I played the role of the helpless female, supine beneath his commanding body. "Oh dear," I told him, "I am your sex slave. Just have your way with me. Fuck me. Make me yours. Brand me with your cum; I've branded you with mine. We both smell of 'our' sex -- our fucking. Fuck me hard."

Ed smiled at me then his eyes rolled up into his head and a few seconds later I felt his cum splash into my pussy. When I felt his first surge of juice it triggered my orgasm; my eyes closed involuntarily and I joined him as the wave of pleasure washed through us. I briefly wondered if Hollywood starlets had to stop fucking their agents when they became famous then I let the thought evaporate as another spasm raked my body. I really wanted to fuck my agent.

I pulled Ed down on me so I supported his entire weight. We kissed for a while then rolled to our sides so we could watch the others; we didn't speak. Sy and June had finished and were cuddling at the edge of the firelight; their bodies looked so sexy in the dancing light from the fire. Nancy's body heaved into Carl as she rode him. Carl's hands and occasionally his mouth made love to her breasts as she pounded into him.

Closer to us, Mike made his final thrusts into Ally. She emitted little "Ouuuus" and "Aaaaahs" with each of his long thrusts into her. The shimmering light from the fire lit their bodies and gave a most romantic flavor to the evening.

Only seconds apart, Carl and June erupted into each other and then Mike blasted his cum into Ally's beautiful pussy. All in the room appeared temporarily satiated. We lay and cuddled in the warmth of the fire, stroking and occasionally sucking on nearby breasts or other appendages. A few of the couples remained joined cock to cunt and enjoyed the feeling of ultimate satisfaction with their lovers.

Soon I felt Ally's tongue on my pussy. I could feel one of her hands start to masturbate Ed to try to get him back to hardness. I lay and enjoyed her attention for a minute before shifting so I could please her as she pleased me. I licked Ally's cunt; she tasted like Mike and I liked the way Mike tasted. I lapped and sucked the juices he'd left with her as well as the ones she'd added to their union. She did the same to me.

I also started to massage Mike with one hand, and soon Ally and I appeared to have re-stimulated the men so that they could make love again. I knew what Ally wanted; now she wanted Ed. She needed her turn. I brought my tongue up Mike's body to his smiling face. 

"Kara, you are so hot, darling," Mike whispered to me. "I love to make love with you. Have I told you I love you today? I do. Come and let me be in you." I moved over his body, allowing his large cock to sink into my well-lubricated hole.

"Oh, darling, you are soooo slippery. Why it almost feels like ... it feels like your cunt is full of cum from some other man. Oh, you little devil; you've been out fucking around." Mike always made me laugh. I kissed him hard in return for his humor. I felt two of his fingers find my clit and start to massage me. He knew that he could bring me off faster this way; he seemed to like that.

I glanced beside the sofa, and below us on the furry rug Ally lay on her back, knees pulled up near her chest, as Ed stroked in and out of her pussy with great regularity. I thought, "Those two won't last long at that pace." They didn't and neither did Mike and I. I came, this time ejaculating some girl juice into Mike's lap. He scooped it up and lapped his hand as fast as he could get my taste to his mouth. Mike liked me!

Behind me we heard the groans of Ally and Ed as their climaxes arrived. Now we were all toast for the night. 

The light of the fire had died to a less direct and subtler hue. The warm room smelled of sex. The other's had swapped partners and made love again too. June cuddled atop Carl, his cock still swollen inside her welcoming pussy. Sy and Nancy lay side by side. I thought how lovely and sexy we all looked, particularly in the waning firelight. I wished I could have photos that captured the scene and the warm glow of love I felt within me. Instead I remembered to take a mental picture I could dwell on later, perhaps on some colder day and perhaps even work into some future screenplay.

We all dozed as the fire dimmed and until it failed to provide the warmth a sea of beautiful naked bodies needed to be comfortable. Couple by couple we got up and headed off to bed. I had really enjoyed the Film Festival and Park City, Utah - so far.

The next day, after several ski runs in the morning, Ed and I stood with one of the Festival volunteers off to the side of the stage as the auditorium we'd been assigned filled with people that had paid some exorbitant price to see Love Comes Twice and to hear us speak about the film. They could have bought three DVDs for the price of a ticket.

I shuddered as I saw Brad Pitt and a couple of friends file into some of the seats. Then on the other side of the theater I saw Cameron Diaz and a woman that looked like Paris Hilton. All were in winter coats and waving and talking with their friends. I took a deep breath and cleared my head. My throat was dry.

The volunteer looked at her watch and said, "I guess it's time. I'll introduce you two and then you can say what you will about the film. I'd keep it short at this end; there will be time for Q&A after the film." We nodded.

The three of walked to center stage in front of the large screen where the movie would play. There was modest applause. The volunteer said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am delighted to welcome you to the premiere screening of the film Love Comes Twice -- written, directed and acted in by Kara Turner. With her is Ed Mellick, one of the founders of the Sundance Enterprises -- the marketing and promotional firm that 'discovered' the film and its cast, and will be releasing the film today to the general market place. Kara do you want to start with a few words."

She passed the microphone to me and I took a deep breath; "First off, thank you all for coming, many of you here only based on the short paragraph in the Festival Program." I waved my copy of the program over my head. "I hope we don't disappoint. Before we start I want to introduce my fellow cast members and our entire production crew -- they're the same people. We did the film with just six of us -- we've added one more since then plus have the benefit of Ed's organization." I gestured to the audience on my left where the other six of our group sat with Jim Bullock. I gestured for them to rise and they did to hesitant applause.

I continued, "This film resulted from economic necessity. Many people get into acting, writing and films because it has always been their passion. We all had that passion but worked in other jobs not related to entertainment. We got into the industry with this film because most of us were out of work, about to lose our homes and didn't know where our next meal might come from. In hindsight, we jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire I think we're in it to stay. Anyway, thank you for coming and enjoy. We'll be here for the question and answer period after the movie."

I passed the microphone to Ed; "I add my thanks to Kara's, only I promise you'll enjoy this film. I am not part of the cast or production crew. For my partners and me this is an investment that we think is a sure thing. We await your vote, however."

Ed gestured to me and then to the rest of our group in the audience; "What is truly amazing when you watch this movie is that this sensitive and erotic film was done on a shoestring. Remember as you watch and pick up the subtleties of lighting, sound, acting, and staging, that in making this movie the small company that did it only had a simple video camera, rooms of the cast's homes and a few local coffee houses, and the free software that came with a simple MacIntosh computer." Ed paused and said, "Now for the film. See you for Q&A after it's over."

The three of us moved off the stage as the lights dimmed. We took our seats with the others. I latched tightly onto Carl's arm. He whispered to me about what a good job I'd done and how professional we all appeared. Those were just the right words I needed to hear. I relaxed a little as the film began to run.

I learned that if I sat a little askew in my seat I could look out and watch a segment of the audience in the center of the auditorium. Everyone watched one scene after the other unfold on the screen with such intensity. In some of the love scenes, I noticed a lot of people lapping their lips with nervous energy. I almost laughed out loud. I briefly wondered what the audience would be doing if this were the 'X' rated version of the film; we'd probably have a theater-wide orgy on our hands.

As the film ended about eighty minutes after it started the audience sat in stunned silence. I accepted this as the norm until Ed, Carl, Nancy and I walked up on stage to sit at a table prepared for us and the Question and Answer part of the afternoon. Then the applause started and in groups of ten or fifteen the entire theater stood to give us a standing ovation. When I expected the clapping and cheering to stop, it didn't; it continued for several minutes and I confess it brought me to a rather teary state after only about thirty seconds. I hugged Carl.

I thought, "Oh, my God, they liked it -- a lot." I noticed that no one left the theater even though our host volunteer had warned that a lot of the attendees would slip out from the film as soon as it ended and added that we should not take offense.

Carl learned forward into one of the microphones at the table, "Thank you. Thank you so much." The applause continued.

Our Festival volunteer stood and came to the front of the stage and held her hands up to try to silence the audience. After thirty seconds the din finally started to diminish. 

Eventually, Carl said into his microphone again, "Thank you. Thank you all. You can't imagine what your reception of this film means to all of us." He turned to me and asked, "Kara?" but I shook my head; I was too choked up to talk. I motioned to Nancy.

"Hi!" Nancy said in a broken voice as the audience settled down. "I'm Nancy Reynolds, part of the cast and for this film. I also helped as the set manager -- worrying about silly things like the placement of our props from scene to scene. I want to just say 'thank you' for your warm reception. I have tears in my eyes ... and I can't say too much now." She leaned back and gestured to Ed.

Ed proved the showman of the group. He asked the audience, "Did the film disappoint?"

A loud chorus of "No, Bravo, Encore, More -- more, and Wonderful" erupted from the audience again. Gradually the new clamor declined as Ed held his hand up. I blushed.

Ed finally said, "I'll moderate the panel for now. Do you have questions?" He looked out over the audience and picked a person, "Yes, the lady in the blue sweater."

"Am I correct that you have another film also entered in the Festival? Tomorrow afternoon?"

Ed responded, a fact I took with relief as I gathered my wits, "Yes. The film, Trial and Error, will be shown at the Park City Plaza Auditorium down the street in the three o'clock timeslot tomorrow. The same independent company with the addition of Ally Donovan made that film." He turned to the rest of our group and asked Ally to stand; she stood and waved to modest applause again. "We think both films are noteworthy and apparently the Festival staff did also to have put both films on the docket, although in different categories." He paused and invited another question.

A man stood and said, "I must congratulate you on such an outstanding film. I too am almost too choked up to speak after your moving film. I must ask as I wondered throughout the film if there isn't an 'X' rated version of this film somewhere. It begs for further erotic release."

We'd expected this question and Carl responded; "Yes. In fact we thought so little of our initial efforts that we started more with the idea of an adult film than the serious drama that we ended with. We all thank Ed Mellick and Jim Bullock of Sundance Enterprises for turning us in a new direction. We're glad they saw the potential we had for making entertainment."

Brad Pitt stood and took the microphone from the volunteer. He said, "I want to add my thanks to that of the rest of this audience for your great film. It really is one of the finest films I've ever seen. I have a simple question: 'What did you spend to make this movie?'" He paused and remained standing.

This time I leaned into the microphone on the table, "I think when you include lunches, electricity, coffee and miscellaneous expenses that we spent about $1,280. We kept it pretty lean."

Pitt said, "I'll say. The last film I made blew through a budget of $142 million and after a year I think we just broke even." The audience laughed. "This film has more dramatic impact and this indie film group more potential than anything I've seen since I started in this business as a kid. My congratulations go out to your fine effort and I look forward to seeing your second film tomorrow as well as meeting you all personally." The audience broke into applause again as he sat down.

Ed asked, "More questions?" Several hands went' up. The questions were simple and concerned options in the plot and what motivations the characters had in the film. After about fifteen minutes the volunteer host from the Festival stood and thanked everyone for attending and ended the Q&A session.

As we stood and prepared to walk down from the stage, Jim ran up and grabbed my hand; "Come with me! Quick! I've got you an interview with Access Hollywood -- the TV show. This will be great."

Jim led me out a side door into a hallway of the theater and up to a young man in a sport coat with his back to us talking to his cameraman. Jim tapped the man on the shoulder and Billy Bush of Access Hollywood turned around with a big smile for me. "Kara, nice to meet you. I'm Billy."

"And I'm flattered and honored to meet you," I said. "I am a big fan of your show and your reporting on the entertainment industry."

Billy said, "Thanks. Jim said you'd have a few minutes for us. Is this OK?" I nodded. "I just watched Love Comes Twice and I'd love to interview you about the movie, your plans and a little about yourself."

"Just me or do you want the rest of the crew?" I asked just as Ed and the others came down the hallway of the theater we were in.

"Just you for now but they can hang around and watch," he replied.

"We wanted to get you in front of the poster for Love Comes Twice -- it's down the hall." Billy pointed and we all shifted down the hallway about fifty feet. I'd never seen the poster for the movie, yet it impressed and inspired. Jim, Ed or someone had done an extraordinary job. I gave Jim thumbs up and pointed to the poster. He smiled.

The cameraman positioned us so there wasn't any glare from the background and so that the poster showed between Billy and me. The light on the camera went on and he said, "Just give me about thirty seconds of conversation for a sound check."

Billy asked me when we'd arrived in Park City and where we were staying. I replied and raved about the lovely house we'd rented. The cameraman interrupted us and said, "Ready when you guys are."

Billy turned to me and asked, "Are you ready to begin? I'm going to ask you questions about the movie and your independent company first, then some questions about making the film, and lastly about your second movie -- Trial and Error, and then Jim mentioned that you had a third film just about completed called Love Strokes."

I nodded acceptance of his outline and we began with an introduction and a few simple questions about Love Comes Twice. Then he surprised me with a question as he bored in on our sensitive issues.

Billy asked, "In the movie that there were a lot of intimate scenes in the filming. How did you manage to get through all that? Did you or your husband have any qualms about the filming, particularly the love scenes?"

I barely paused since this question had been one we'd all rehearsed the answer to in one way or another. I said, "Our entire cast is like a big and close-knit family. None of us had trouble with the love scenes since we were always with our close friends. I might add that what we did have trouble with were the scenes at the local coffee shop; we kept forgetting our lines and could have probably put together a pretty good gag reel just from the few days we spent filming there."

Billy accepted that answer and drilled in again, "My understanding is that there has been an 'X' rated version of this film as well as the two others you've done. Would you care to comment?"

I responded with a level and professional voice, "Yes. As we commented before the Festival audience, we were and are pulling ourselves out of a financial hole. The idea for an adult films happened when some of us were literally down to our last dollar -- we would have done about anything just to eat. Instead we took what little we had and started a movie -- that turned out pretty well, if I say so myself. The initial proceeds from the adult films saved us and got us recognized by Sundance Enterprises -- Jim Bullock and Ed Mellick's company. I'd say things are working pretty well. The route to acceptance may be a little rocky but we're on a solid path now I think."

Billy again nodded regarding the answer. He asked about the other two films. I deferred to Ally on his Love Strokes' questions, explaining how we'd shifted roles to do her film. He seemed impressed at how flexible we were and asked her to step up and join us. Jim had a brief aside with her as she touched up her makeup. The clip where she responded to his question was made.

Pretty soon, Billy asked all of us to step in front of the camera with him. He told all to smile and give a big 'Access Hollywood' cheer for the TV audience. We did. He then ended the interview, holding me back so the camera man could do some shots over my shoulder looking at Billy as he nodded and re-asked a couple of the questions. We'd learned about re-shooting with one camera in each of our films. I knew it would all look smoother after editing.

As we bid goodbye to Access Hollywood team, Ed told us we should all follow him to a cocktail party being hosted by People  magazine. He led us out of the theater and down the street. As we walked, I commented to Carl how drained I felt with the screening and interview. I really wanted that first glass of wine to help calm my nerves. He held me as we walked along. "You did great in that interview. I'm glad you did it; you were so smooth." His words helped boost my energy again and I felt better about the afternoon.

The People  magazine reception lit up an entire restaurant. A searchlight truck in front of the place called attention to the event. Guests were arriving from every direction. As we went in to the foyer of the restaurant, several hatcheck girls took our coats and scarves and gave us little plastic tags that identified which hangers things were on.

Ed led us into the glittering and spectacular main restaurant. Movie posters had been put on every wall for the many films playing at the Festival -- even ours. The center of the room held three canoes at table level: one of shrimp, another of raw oysters, and a third full of oyster's Rockefeller. Other chilled hors d'ouvres filled in around the canoes. Well-dressed waiters and waitresses circulated passing out warm treats that weren't on the tables or taking and filling drink orders. 

As we stood in the doorway a young waiter took our drink orders and disappeared. I wondered how he would find us, but a few minutes later he delivered. 




The Loving Porn Queen Ch. 07



Just as we started to walk into the throng in the reception, Jessica Alba came up to Ed and gave him a big hug and kiss. They exchanged greetings and Ed then introduced Carl and me to her. She actually knew who I was even though she apologized for missing the screening of the film that afternoon. "I have tickets for Trial and Error though. I'll be there tomorrow," she called out over her shoulder as she moved on to work the crowd. 

I lost count of the star-studded attendees we met at the event. We were all equals at this event and fell easily into conversations with whomever we stood next to. I chatted with Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher until ex-hubby Bruce Willis pulled them away for another conversation. Kirsten Dunst told me she really had come there just for the skiing. Will and Jada Smith raved about the movie and hoped to see the second one the following day. 

On and on the accolades came and from people I respected so highly for their artistic talent. My head swelled at the nice things they said to me about the film. I shared that emotion with Catherine Zeta-Jones; she laughed and told me to enjoy it while it lasted because as early as tomorrow we could be the subjects of some bad press or gossip. She said it could be truth or fiction but it wouldn't matter to anyone; it would just be juicy and everyone would eat it up. 

I asked her how she coped with it. She said, "In the land of entertainment, there's no such thing as 'bad press.' It'll keep your name out there and sells tickets and DVDs and gets you your next role. People tend to forget the bad press and they'll still love you in the end."

I thanked her for her frank advice and told her we'd probably need it sooner rather than later given our migration from adult films to Festival ranked films. She said, "Count on the fact that someone will have a heyday with your backgrounds and all the intertwined relationships in your group. Just grit your teeth and keep doing what you love to do. Now when you get to LA Mike and I really want you to come visit -- alone or with the whole entourage. Here's my personal card and number; just call or e-mail me ... and definitely call me if things get rough. I've had it rough and I can help you out."

By the end of the evening we were full of all of the wonderful treats our hosts provided and a little tipsy. Ed had anointed himself as the designated driver many hours earlier after only one glass of wine. 

June declared it to be Spouse Night on the way back to our rented home. We were all tired anyway, so I fell into bed and found dreamland seconds later.

The next day, in the morning, Ally and Ed had slipped off to the ski slopes for a few runs before we met for a late lunch. Carl and Sy had taken one of the video cameras and were off taking videos of anything interesting they could find.

The rest of us walked around and shopped in Park City's historic district. The sky had a white haze and looked ready to start snowing at any minute, however, except for a few errant snowflakes nothing really happened. The air had a bite. We all had about five layers of clothing on and then our winter boots -- mine are the ones I never get to wear in Texas.

About two o'clock we headed over to the larger auditorium where our second film was going to be shown starting at three o'clock. A line of people waited to see if they could get tickets to our film but I didn't see any familiar faces as we walked around the side of the building to the stage entrance.

"Oh hi," a voice said from the corner of the stage as we stood in the empty theater looking around. The same volunteer host we'd had the day before appeared down the aisle. I'm glad you came early; I always get worried. Sometimes we have 'no shows' from a cast; last year I had to introduce two films myself and we had no Q&A session even though we'd promised one; very awkward -- the audience expects to see people that were in the film or that made it."

I wandered around backstage waiting for the doors to open as I burnt off more nervous energy. Finally, at twenty minutes of three our volunteer unlocked the doors and the theater filled rapidly. Just before she introduced Mike and me, I noticed we'd reached the standing room only stage. We'd actually sold out! We kept our introductions short and again said we'd stay for Q&A at the end.

The film ran for eighty-two minutes. I tried to watch with a fresh eye and to gage the type of questions people might ask when seeing this for the first time. I decided the questions I thought of were unlikely to be asked, so I just settled back and watched the film for perhaps the one-hundredth time.

The audience had the same reaction as before -- a standing ovation that went on and on. As Ed, Mike and I went up on stage with our host to handle the Q&A, our volunteer host said to me, "This type of audience reaction is very rare. I've never heard of this kind of ovation happening at any of the films we show -- not like this. You are very special and I am honored to have been assigned to your films." I touched her arm and thanked her.

Just like the day before, we were introduced and fielded a few questions about our small independent film company and a question about our other two films.

An older although well-dressed man with a mean and sour demeanor then asked the question of all questions; I think he'd shown up just to harass us. "After seeing this film and the one you showed yesterday, I conclude that you a nothing more than swingers with a camcorder. Isn't that what you are - just a bunch of horny sluts and studs that decided to make a film? These films are a disgrace to the Festival and a disgrace to the sponsors. God sees you as having sinned; so help me, he will smite you down." The man crossed his arms in front of his chest in a defiant gesture.

For half a second, I glanced at our volunteer and her mouth had fallen open; she had that deer in the headlight look. I think she should have intervened and deflected the antagonistic questions, but this question froze her up. Mike looked stunned as well, and Ed looked back at me and shook his head at though to say 'Don't answer this one.'

In the next half second I became aware of a buzz in the audience about the hostile question. Clearly, most of the audience had liked the film since they gave us enthusiastic applause and cheers when it ended. This man must be an exception but others out there might feel the same way?

I felt an answer needed to be given and so I held my hand up to quiet the audience: "Let me give you some of the underlying philosophy of our family -- the one you just saw in this film and perhaps saw yesterday in Love Comes Twice. We each see a large distinction between fucking and screwing around - lust without love, and making love; between being self focused and seeking only self gratification in one's own orgasm, and fulfilling the needs and wants of someone you unconditionally love; between being insensitive and uncaring to the person you are with -- or perhaps in front of," I gestured to the man in the audience, "and having empathy, deep communication and support for the people around you. The former characteristics are how we define 'swingers' -- your terminology - and not a way of life any of us would choose to live; the latter are how we define ourselves and our extended family."

I went on looking the man squarely in the eye as he stood with his mouth agape, apparently shocked that I was taking him on, "We each take pleasure in giving to the people we love. For us, over time, this developed into the small group of people we introduced to you at the beginning of the film. We love each other and have learned more about sharing and giving to other people than anyone we have yet to meet or know. We are each our own person first, for we believe we must know ourselves in order to be able to give, empathize and love with others."

"We perhaps have defective genes in your opinion. We believe it is possible to love more than one person at a time. We don't subscribe to the concept of monogamy, but not because of some blind adherence to a Bible or other religious or social tenet but because we found that each of us has the capacity to give of ourselves to a few other people that we deeply care about."

"I continued, "We don't put demands on each other, nor do we feel the need for exclusivity and couplehood. We are a fluid group and put our time and attention on the people in our group that seem to need the attention at the time. We don't own each other and are not possessive; we are committed to each other but without ownership and most certainly without jealousy."

"We have had this family relationship for a little over a year and during that time we've made three films. I have never felt so satisfied, so loved, so cared for and so supported in my life, and I assure you I had very loving and caring parents growing up."

"Do we have problems and disagreement? Certainly we do. We have adopted the idea of lots of communication and seeking 'win-win' solutions to settle them. For our time together that approach has not yet failed us. We have different styles, needs, wishes, wants and desires; we see the world differently from each other. I take delight each day to learn these other viewpoints and traits from my friends."

"Because our films are so physical you might get the impression that our relationships are too." I laughed, "Well, we do have a physical side to our relationship and it's wonderful." I rolled my eyes towards heaven and most of the audience laughed, "yet please know that we have and foster the other sides of our being whole people with each other. We have intellectual pursuits, charitable ones, spiritual ones, athletic hobbies, and we have the rest of our families."

I went on for one last blast at the man that still stood staring at me. I noted that the usher had retrieved the microphone from his hands, a fact I appreciated. "You say we have sinned and that the wrath of God will be visited upon us. We feel that the greatest sin is the unlived life. This life is too short to allow the people you find you love to pass by with that love unrecognized and unfulfilled."

I looked at the man and said, "I urge you to change YOUR thinking and to change YOUR life. The venom that you feel about our films and us is out of place and certainly not welcome here or anywhere people talk of love, fulfillment and joy. We believe that what you give out comes back to you; if you give love, you get love in return. If you give hatred and venom, well, those things come back to you. Our films carry that message of love and sharing, and of joy and a blending of hearts. We recommend that you carry that message too -- all of you." I gestured across the audience. I sighed and ended response.

I found myself standing alone in the middle of the stage as I lowered the microphone. I wasn't quite sure how'd I'd migrated to center stage. I started to walk back to the panel table at the side of the stage.

After a long silence, the man that had asked the question plopped down in his seat. 

Then one person in the audience started to clap, and then another, another rose and started clapping, then ten more, then thirty more, and soon the entire theater rose in the most thunderous ovation I'd ever heard. It didn't stop for many minutes.

People were yelling, "We agree! Please, can we get a copy of what you said? I love you; I love what you think. We love you. We love you. We love you." I got tears in my eyes again. I stood beside the panel table smiling at the audience. 

Finally, after several minutes our volunteer host rose and put a hand up to quiet the audience. They were slow to respond yet they remained on their feet. She said above the continuing sound of acclamation for us all, "We note your response and thank you all for coming. We can't do anything further but end on this high note. Thank you all. Thank you all." A lot of the audience turned to gather their belongings and to leave, however, many started applauding and shouting their approval again.

She turned to us and urged us down the stairs beside the stage to join the others in the front row. People came up to us and thrust business cards in our hands asking for things I knew I'd never remember, but mostly copies of what I'd said a moment before. Most of the audience, although they kept applauding, filed out of the theater. 

The eight of us gathered in a tight circle at the corner of the theater and engaged in a 'group hug'. Ed looked honored to be included and I think he'd found confirmation of his membership in our extended family. The few members of the audience that saw our hug cheered us even louder.

While at the Film Festival, we consented to an article in People magazine as well as Time magazine a week later. Much to my surprise my photo filled the cover of People with the rest of our 'family' in the background all looking very content and happy. Most of the article talked about our polyamorous relationships, our first two films, and speculated about what the future held for us. The articles were upbeat and our opening sales for the two 'R' rated DVDs went through the roof. Even with the release of the DVDs many independent theaters signed up to show our films.

The Access Hollywood clips also appeared on television. Since we were traveling we missed them, however, my mother and father saw the show and told me I was wonderful and full of joy. Apparently even Billy Bush praised the films and our work.

Ed and Jim decided to hold off releasing the third film, Love Strokes, for three months until some of the hype about our first two films subsided. They wanted to get the timing just right to handle another blockbuster release. The "X" rated version filtered into the market place and was a sellout everywhere it was available. Harold pleaded with us for more films and we told him we'd think about it.

*

All that happened up until two years ago. A lot has happened in that time.

First off, the seven of us officially live in the same three houses in the same neighborhood in the suburban Texas town. We now have an additional piece of real estate in Malibu overlooking the Pacific Ocean as well; any of the seven of us use it when we're in Hollywood. What's nice is that everything is paid for. (Ed still lives and works out of his place Hollywood but joins us when we're in town.)

June, Nancy and I have become mothers and June is pregnant with her second. By agreement we aren't worrying about who the fathers are, but as we look at our new family members we have some fun guessing the paternity. Even as our family grew we continued to work.

Ed, Jim and their friends did a marvelous job at promoting our three films the year after our first Sundance Film Festival as well as marketing each of us in the entertainment industry. Through their guidance they had Carl and Mike start a separate film editing company that is now one the most sought after in the industry, particularly for dramatic films. They have a backlog of several years work and are slowly adding talented staff to the company.

Sy and June turned out to have remarkable singing voices. The pair started a country-pop crossover band and has a third CD coming out next month. Even though they have started a country tour, they continue to appear in our films. We miss them when they're away, however, they have fascinating stories to share when we get together.

Nancy, Ally and I have focused on screen writing and directing films with strong love themes -- some folks call all our work 'Chick Flicks' but our work can be pretty dramatic at times. In our first year we turned out three major screenplays. Each has been a first run film.

Under Ed's guidance and swagger we sold a major interest in our company - Loving Enterprises, LLC to Sony for a ridiculously large sum of money. The only condition seemed to be that we keep doing what we found we love to do for another five years. That sounded like a great deal. Sony backed our work to turn our three new screenplays into movies. Key to the deal was that Ally, Mike and I each star in one major film a year.

And me? Well, I'm on the cover of People magazine again next month because I'm the star in a movie about Amelia Earhart that comes out in two months. This film is one I didn't write but agreed to act in. People actually think I'm a pretty good actress. Sundance Enterprises is already trying to generate some advanced 'buzz' about the film and thus the magazine layout. The money I earned let us all do some things for our parents, brothers, sisters and their families that we had always wanted to do for the people we love. For instance, we helped Doug and Melissa pay off the mortgage on their home and started a paid-up college fund for their two children.

As for the Amelia Earhart film, I thought it fitting to play this unconventional woman since after my unplanned speech at my first Sundance Film Festival I have become an outspoken maverick about relationships and life -- the same way Amelia had been about the role of women and flying. I've been on a lot of television talk shows, including Oprah, The View and Dr. Phil talking about our unique philosophy and living style. Certainly a lot of people say it's not for them but now they do it consciously rather than blindly following society's 'rules' and customs. Many others have written and shared stories about their unique living arrangements and the joy they find in them. We try to personally answer all our fan mail.

Lastly, the eight of us started the Loving Foundation and have put several million dollars in the charitable trust so far. The Foundation supports research and organizations helping extended and loving family relationships. The work is unique and has projects underway on five continents.

Finding joy is what life is all about. For us, we found joy and happiness by taking some big risks and through creating relationships that took us out of our comfort zones and aware from what society teaches is 'normal'. We are each convinced that our relationships are one model for future families and neighborhoods. We hope we've paved the way for others to find the love, fulfillment and joy in their lives that we have in ours.

I asked the rest of our clan how I should end this story -- what I should say by way of a closing message. We were unanimous on one closing statement from all of us:

"We wish you Love."