by Amanda Gray
“Here’s a pillow,” Sasha offered, holding a pillow out to Anni. Joel sat down on the bed in his Superman boxers.
“I won’t need it,” Anni replied with a wink. Sasha laughed.
“Okay, big boy, let’s see what you’re working with here. Start rolling, Sasha.”
Sasha started recording from behind Anni as she stroked Joel’s cock inside his boxers. Anni glanced back over her shoulder at the camera. “He’s already getting hard.”
Joel looked down at her, as she squeezed him through the soft material of his boxers and it was just like he’d dreamed it would look. Anni grinned a little and reached up for the lip of his boxers. He lifted his hips off the bed and she pulled them down. His semi-hard cock popped out, hitting her in the chin. Anni burst into a fit of giggles as Sasha moved to the side to catch another angle.
“Oh my god,” she giggled. “That’s a nice cock.” She gripped him hard, squeezed so his thick veins stood out. “Mmm,” she groaned, tilting her head to the side and using her lips to munch lightly on the throbbing shaft.
“Lick him up and down,” Sasha instructed. “Get him wet for your throat.”
Anni laughed, pausing to lick her lips before she softly started licking every inch of Joel’s thick cock, getting him wet and getting him harder. She looked up at him after a few more moments of soft licking. “Ready?”
He let out a low, shaky breath as she eased him into her warm mouth, working the head against the roof before taking him slowly deeper, using her cute lips to inch deeper down his pulsing shaft. He felt his toes clinching up hard enough to cramp. A heavy breath snorted through his nostrils against his will.
“Can you feel him getting fucking hard in your throat, babe?” Sasha asked.
Anni pulled back and nodded her head with a smile. She licked her lips and took him back into her mouth, using her hands to hold him still while she pushed further and further down on his hardening length.
“Aahh…” he moaned, jerking a little as she eased back off him. She looked up. “Is it good?”
He just nodded, letting out another deep breath. She stroked him with two hands, deep strokes, up and down his shaft before putting her mouth on him again, her head bobbing up and down as she fell into rhythm. She looked up again, running her hands up and down his thighs and under his shirt over his abs.
“Oh, suck him babe,” Sasha encouraged from behind the camera. “Get deeper. Deepthroat him.”
Joel tensed as Anni opened her mouth to get more of him into her throat. She stroked him up into her mouth and he let out a loud grunt, his balls ratcheting up into a tight package against his cock. He could feel her trying to force him further down. He trembled, pleasure rolling up from his flexing cock, through his clenched belly. She held him there and he groaned, gripping a fistful of her hair to pull her away from him.
She pulled back, sucking a breath in and trying once more.
“Jesus,” he grunted, letting out another moan from deep in his chest. His toes were cramping now. His hand stayed in her hair, gripping for dear life.
“Oh fuck,” Sasha groaned, standing at the edge of the bed, holding the camera down over Joel’s shoulder.
Anni slipped him out of her mouth, opening her eyes again and blinking the tears away as she laughed, looking up at the camera. Sasha was laughing too. “He’s too fucking thick. Oh my God.” She looked up at Joel, squeezing him. “You asshole,” she growled playfully, pumping him hard and fast. He groaned, his hips trembling up.
“Can you try it again? Sasha asked.
“I think so,” Anni said with a grin, wiping some excess spit from the tip of her nose.
She slowly took him in her mouth, taking a few moments to acclimate her throat before taking him down again. He gripped the bed sheet with his other hand, his hips bucking up ever so slightly. She eased back, looking up at him before using one hand to push his thighs back down and the other hand to stroke him up into her mouth. His thighs bucked up again.
“Oh he fucking loves this,” Sasha cooed.
“Shit,” Joel groaned. He bucked his hips again, breath hitching, stomach clenching. “Fuck.”
“Wait,” he groaned, pulling her back away from him. Sasha laughed as Anni glanced at the camera. “Too much?” Sasha asked.
He shook his head, taking another deep breath, trying to come down from the edge. “He was close,” Anni said with a grin, squeezing his base. “I’m not stopping this time.”
She took him in her mouth again, swirling her tongue around the head a few times before going down. And up, her cheeks hollowing as she pulled back. And down again. Joel moaned, a long, low sound.
She kept going, keeping her pace. She used her free hand to stroke his balls. “Fuck,” he groaned again as his heavy balls churned in her hand. She slowly pulled back on him, sucking hard on the head for a moment before releasing it with a loud pop. She squeezed his balls and he gritted his teeth, watching her watch her own drool dripping down the shaft.
“Don’t come yet,” she cooed, wagging a finger at him.
“Try taking him down one more time,” Sasha ordered a bit breathlessly.
“Okay,” Anni said, looking up at the camera for a moment. She stroked his throbbing length for a moment before looking down at his cock and then up into his eyes. That did it. “Fuck…I’m gonna cum—”
Anni looked up at Sasha for a moment and then down at Joel stood, shakily taking his cock in his right hand to finish himself off. She pulled his hand away and got his cock into her mouth as he erupted with a hard sigh, clutching her hair in his fists.
“Aaahhhh.” She started pumping him into her mouth and he let out a hiss, his hips bucking forward, trembling as she calmly and slowly milked every drop from him. He sagged forward a little, hunching over as the tingling aftershocks rolled through him. His heart thudded loudly in the quiet room.
“Oh, that’s good shit. Show me the cum, babe.”
Anni looked up at Joel before she glanced to the camera, turning a little and opening her mouth. She closed one eye, then the other and attempted to swallow him. It took her a moment and then she opened her mouth up again to show the camera.
Sasha zoomed in on her tongue, and Anni leaned forward, licking the camera before erupting into another giggle fit.
Sasha stopped recording and laid the camera down beside Joel, who’d collapsed onto his back with his still-hard cock lying on his belly. He was staring at the ceiling.
“Never swallow sperm on an empty stomach,” Anni said, getting to her feet.
“Fuck,” Joel murmured. He was still tingling.
“So?” Sasha asked.
“So, what?” Joel asked, looking up her.
“How was it?”
“It was good,” he admitted. “Really good.”
“Sasha gives better head and I didn’t want you to cum too fast so I didn’t do anything special.” He propped himself up on his elbows and watched Anni. Her face and neck were flushed red from excitement.
“Didn’t want to do anything too special. Fuck you,” he groaned, pushing himself up into a sitting position. “I’m gonna go clean up really quick. I don’t want to smell like a girl’s been drooling on my crotch.”
*****
He stepped back into Sasha’s room. She was on her laptop, already editing the footage of the blowjob. He looked over her shoulder at her camerawork.
“I think I’ll be doing the all the camerawork instead of you,” Sasha said. “And this looks good. I’m sure they’ll want something in POV, though. Maybe next time.”
“Are you going to upload that?”
She looked over her shoulder at him. “Do you object? I’ve got to give the subscribers something. Just a sample.”
“I don’t feel much like a pornstar right now.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Anni said, coming up behind him and slapping him on the ass. She had a soda in her free hand.
“If you don’t feel like a pornstar, how do you feel?” Sasha ask
ed.
“I don’t know. Different. Kind of dirty.” He was silent for a moment before shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t know.”
“Don’t you love that feeling, though? That rush of excitement that won’t go away? Like you’ve been riding roller coasters all day.”
Joel didn’t say anything, but when Anni nudged him with her shoulder, he laughed. “It feels good.” She put her head against his chest and he turned and rapped her up in his arms, squeezing her.
“Damn right it does,” Sasha said. “And it’s only going to get better.
FOUR
JOEL ate breakfast the next morning, and at noon was heading up to Sasha’s room. He’d be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t excited. And he was sick of lying to himself. He knocked on the door and waited a few moments before he simply pushed the door open and stepped inside. Anni was lying on the bed in a tight pair of jeggings and one of his T-shirts and Sasha was lying on the tiny couch in her room, which was against the wall, facing the TV on the other side.
She looked up at him from the edge of the couch and he looked down at her.
“What?”
He frowned at her. “If you were sitting right here the whole time why didn’t you tell me to come in?”
“You came in anyway, didn’t you?”
They stared at each other for a moment, and then he closed the door behind him and stood in the middle of the room, looking around.
Anni turned to him and tossed her phone onto one of Sasha’s pillows. “I guess you’re waiting to fuck one of us?”
He quickly shook his head. “No. I wasn’t . . . just coming up here—I was wondering what was next. What do we do now? Like, where do we go from here?”
“What’s the plan?” Sasha asked from behind him.
He turned back to her. “Yeah. The plan.”
“We wait for our video to get up and see what people think of it. And we have a camshow tomorrow.”
“You won’t be in that one,” Anni added. “That’s a little more spontaneous and we like to take a lot of requests in-chat and that would be a little harder to do with an inexperienced male partner.”
“Inexperienced?” Joel asked, puffing his chest out a little.
“In camshows,” Sasha added. “They can be quite long.”
“Not worried about that right now,” Joel said, walking to the little couch and collapsing on it. Sasha threw her feet across his lap as Anni laid on the bed.
“So where do I come in?”
“When we do the videos.”
“And when do we do the videos?”
“Whenever we can,” Sasha said. “And we upload on a schedule. I already have a short queue waiting to go up. On special occasions, we might upload more…but pretty much never.”
“So…” he rubbed his hands through his short hair. “I have a question, and I don’t want to sound like an asshole…”
Sasha raised an eyebrow at him. “What is it?”
“How often will we…have sex not for money?” Anni looked at him and Sasha looked at Anni.
“This isn’t some sort of scheduled out thing we have set up, here,” Sasha said with a laugh. “I mean…it’s just like anything else—”
Joel stood up, quickly slipping out of his cotton T-shirt and walking over to Anni, who was still lying on the bed. “What are you doing?”
He gripped her hips and she looked up at him, still lying on her stomach. “I owe you one,” he said with a wink, pulling her towards him at the edge of the bed. “Whoa,” she sputtered when he picked her up, her ass brushing against him as he turned her around and laid her down on her back.
“What are you doing?” Sasha asked from the other side of the room.
Anni looked up at him and he leaned down over her, both of his arms coming down on the bed on either side of her. He lowered himself until their faces were almost touching. He searched her eyes for a moment before grinning. “Do you mind?” he asked, his voice low.
He dropped a little lower, allowing his growing bulge to pulse against her crotch.
“I…” she blinked. “Help yourself,” she finally whispered. He kissed her and then he really kissed her, letting her turn her head so they could quickly get more intimate, letting his tongue swirl in her mouth for a few moments before pulling back and sucking on her bottom lip.
Sasha was still in the background, watching Joel hanging over her.
Anni let out a small groan and ran her hands over Joel’s hard arms, the chorded bulges of his muscles that he’d spent so much time working on flexing as his hands bunched in the sheets beside her head. His tongue found her neck and the spot underneath her jaw where her pulse was beginning to race.
He moved up to her mouth again, kissing her even more feverishly. “I’m going to eat your pussy,” he grunted into her ear, grinding his constricted erection into her crotch.
He noticed that her legs were unconsciously moving further apart. He flattened out against her and her hips slipped off the edge of the bed a little. He leaned his bodyweight on his elbow and moved his free hand down to massage her mound as they kissed.
“Are you guys seriously doing this right now?” Sasha asked.
Joel moved back down to her neck and Anni looked over his back at Sasha who was still sitting on the couch. Joel moved his hands to her breasts and began kneading them while he sucked at her neck, gently massaging. “Oh yeah,” she cooed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Are you answering me or—”
“Yeah,” Anni said with a wink.
Sasha frowned at her and shook her head. Joel slipped his hands into her tank top and she gasped when he felt his strong fingers, hot against the nubs of her erect nipples, his thumbs flicking them back and forth and then moving down, massaging underneath her breasts. Her head sank back into the sheets and she stopped looking at him and simply gave way to the pleasure.
He continued kneading and massaging her breasts while he kissed her collarbones lightly, moving down to her belly button and then moving back to her neck, almost unsure of what to do. He wanted to do everything, everything at once. He stopped for a moment and she looked up at him. He leaned back and grinned, pushing himself back and up to his feet. Sasha glanced at him from the couch.
“What?” Anni asked.
“Get that shirt off,” he ordered. She quickly obeyed, fumbling with the tank top and freeing her breasts. She glanced offhand at his cock, which had at some point slipped out of his boxers and was now poking a tent sideways from his thigh. He climbed back on top of her, moving them back into the mood with more passionate kissing.
He continued working her breasts, loving the feel of her flesh in his hands. He squeezed lightly, and then a bit harder, while he softly kissed her belly. She squirmed underneath him, and he quickly moved his head up and sucked a nipple into his mouth while he gripped her other breast. She let out a harsh breath and shifting, he used his free hand to massage her pussy through the jeggings.
“Fuck,” he grunted, pulse pounding in his skull as he pulled away from her, getting to his feet and gripping the waistband of her jeggings and ripping them down quickly. She had to brace herself from being pulled off the bed. He gripped her panties with both hands and tore the cheap fabric with a jerk of his muscles before collapsing to his knees and kissing her thighs.
She propped herself up on her elbows and looked down at him. He continued kissing her, getting closer and closer to her moist lips. He licked the tendon in her groin that stood out as she spread her legs even wider. She sucked in a breath when he moved his mouth over her pussy. He paused and then moved to the opposite thigh and repeated his routine. She let out the breath she’d been holding.
His cock throbbed in his pants, but this was about Anni and not about him, and as much as he wanted to whip his dripping tool out and plunge it into her snatch, he would refrain. He groaned; positioning his mouth over her again and spreading her lips with his tongue, he stiffened it and lightly dragged it from the bottom to
the top.
She moaned lightly and he repeated the motion, slowly, over and over, feeling her silky warmth, feeling her wetness.
“You taste amazing,” he whispered, looking up at her and then lightly sucking her clit for a moment before licking up and down her vagina. Anni looked down at him and he buried his mouth in her pussy, munching, slurping, licking, slowly at first and then faster and faster as her breath quickened. He moved his mouth up to her clit, feeling her hips buck up. Her thighs tightened against his head and he continued his pressure, moving a hand up and inserting a finger into her wetness, searching for her g-spot. He massaged, quickly moving his other hand above his sucking mouth to put pressure on it from the outside.
She clawed at his head with her fingers, her hips rolling, her head thrown back. When she started making sounds like she was about to sneeze, he pulled back, leaving her hips to buck against a mouth that wasn’t there. He looked down at her juicy pussy, red and swollen and so ready to cum.
“Please, please,” she groaned. He slipped a finger back inside her and her breath hitched again as he moved back and moved a second finger in. He used both to stimulate her g-spot and his other hand lightly rubbed her clit, rubbing circles of varying pressure. Adjusting his approach, he slipped the fingers again, with his palm facedown, simply slipping in and out as she clenched around his fingers. The sound of her trembling breaths coupled with the slick sound of his fingers inside her was almost too much to handle. Still rubbing her clit, faster now, with more constant pressure, he looked up at her.
She looked like she’d just run a mile and meeting his eyes, she told him everything he wanted to hear without saying a word. He quickly replaced his rubbing hand with his mouth, sucking her clit while he steadily fingered her.
“Oh fuck,” she groaned explosively, her hips rolling faster and then holding there, her back arched as he munched and sucked and licked, his fingers beckoning her orgasm. The room was quiet except for his sloppy mouth on her and his fingers inside her. A moment later, she sucked in a tiny breath.
His fingers where going haywire now and he licked and sucked for all he was worth.
