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Megan Makes a Movie

Copyright© 2024 by Lubrican

Chapter 21

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 21 - Megan was a teacher and her daughter was a model. By happy chance they met Bob, a fashion photographer, and he changed their lives. Covid 19 was a factor in that because it stopped Megan's income. What to do? Well, Bob had an idea. He had customers on other continents that would pay a lot for pictures of the two women, naked. So he took some. The customers asked for more. And harder core. And Bob gave it to them.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Teenagers   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Sharing   Incest   Mother   Son   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Exhibitionism   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Pregnancy   Safe Sex  

Josh slid his hands under her butt to hold her so she couldn’t get away, and he fastened his lips around her clit, which was protruding more than it ever had. It was half an inch long and Josh could actually “bite” it with his lips while he sucked to keep it extended.

The first time he did that she went off like a Roman candle. She didn’t even have time to pull anything over her face except her hand. He backed off to lick and suck her labia, and to poke his tongue as far into her vagina as he could. It occurred to him, suddenly, that he could also get her off with his fingers, like he had, before.

He latched onto her clit again but just by sucking. Carefully he slid a finger into her vagina.

“Ahhhhh!” she moaned. “Yes!”

After she had an orgasm that way, he pushed a finger into her and flicked her clit with the fingers of his other hand.

After that orgasm she told him to stop, because she couldn’t breathe. He crawled up and gave her some nipple love, while she moaned and caught her breath.

You are my sex toy,” she panted gently as he lay down beside her and scooted up to touch her. “I love my sex toy,” she said.

She kissed him and, in the natural scheme of things, kept kissing him. Her hand found his new boner but she didn’t stop to deflate it.

She abandoned his erection, in fact, to get her arms around him. That brought him halfway on top of her. The kissing went on and on. No words were spoken. Kissing and hugging were the only things they wanted to do.

They did writhe around, but that was only instinct, or an unconscious expression of ardor. Their loins met and there was some unconscious rubbing going on. Neither teen thought about how a stomach-slapping erection is at the perfect angle to penetrate a vagina. A rhythm was established, a sort of thrusting on Josh’s part. He was completely unaware of this and so was she ... until his penis happened to be in the wrong place at the right time and one of his lunges skewered her. Within the space of half a heartbeat, half of his penis was in her. He froze and then instinct made him push until he was balls deep. Their faces separated and Erica’s eyes were huge. Her mouth was open, but no sound came out.

That only lasted a full heartbeat until Josh pulled out almost violently.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he moaned. “I didn’t mean to do it.”

She had one hand free and she brought it to make him face her.

“Stop.” She said. “I’ve thought about you being my first for a while, now. I didn’t think it would happen like this, but...” She paused. “Actually, I had no idea how it would happen.”

“Are you mad?”

“No.” She kissed him, a warm peck. “I told you it was your pussy. I think you just claimed it. I am not unhappy at all.”

“Oh, man! Oh man! Oh man! I’m still so hard. I can’t believe this.”

“Josh?”

“What?”

“I didn’t get a chance to really pay attention to how it felt.”

“All I felt was like my penis was suddenly in a vat of lava. It was hot!”

“Josh?”

“Uh huh?”

“I want you to put it back in.”

“Oh, man, Oh, man, Oh man!” he gasped.

“Calm down. I just want to see how it feels.”

She pulled and rolled him fully on top of her. She spread her legs and his hips sank between them. He looked at her face and he looked terrified.

“Josh? I love you. I want this. I know I said we couldn’t do this but things changed. Things change all the time. I love you and I want to feel you inside me. Please?”

His breathing slowed and he closed his eyes. When he opened them he spoke.

“If I put it in you I’ll squirt.”

“I know. All I want you to do is go in and just be there. You don’t have to move. Just hold it there. That’s all you have to do.”

“Okay,” he breathed.

He pushed up off of her body and only then did he realize he’d been lying on her breasts. He was distracted by that as her hand found his cock and pulled. Somehow she knew where to put it and as soon as he felt the head enter the furnace he closed his eyes and began listing pi in his mind as he thrust into her.

“Ohhh,” she groaned.

Pi was abandoned at only ten decimal points.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No,” she gasped. “Don’t move.”

He tried to stay still, but his arms and knees felt the strain and his hips moved sideways. Her clit was roughly crushed and stroked and she called out as another instant, unexpected orgasm slammed into her. She pulled him back down on her breasts and held him tight as she whined, groaned and cried out through the electrifying climax. Her legs wrapped around him and he couldn’t have gotten off of her even if he wanted to.

Meanwhile, her internal muscles also knew what to do. They milked the invader, which produced jets of warm, wet liquid that felt soothing to her pussy.

They froze for a good thirty seconds before her grip on him loosened. He lifted up, but did not come off her breasts. They stared into each other’s eyes.

“We’re going to do that a lot,” Erica panted.


“You’re actually going to marry me?” Bob sounded dazed.

“Yes. Didn’t you mean it when you asked me to?”

“Yes! Absolutely. I just can’t believe you said yes.”

“Okay.” She had been turning down the bed. Now she faced him. Barefoot, she had to look up at him a little. “Tell me why you can’t believe it.”

He blinked. He opened his mouth, and then closed it. His hand moved and he reached to touch her jaw.

“You could have any man you wanted,” he said.

“I do have the man I want.”

“We’re really getting married?”

“Uh huh, Bob. You’re going to be waiting at the front of the church and I’ll walk up to meet you. Our friends and family will be there and we’ll say our vows and the minister will pronounce us husband and wife. That’s going to happen.”

“Oh,” he said. He looked sad.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to wait that long. You might change your mind.”

“I’m not going to change my mind. What do you mean wait that long?”

“Covid,” he said. “They won’t let us have a church wedding.”

Now she blinked.

“We’ll get married tomorrow at the courthouse or however they’ll let us. Then, someday, after this stupid virus has been whipped, we’ll have our church wedding. Okay?”

YEEEEE HAWWWW!” Bob screamed as he danced a jig. Megan watched him with a smile and then she lifted her T shirt and exposed her breasts.

“My boobs need some attention, Bob. Can’t you wait to celebrate and give my boobs some love?”

“I’m going to love every inch of your body,” he said.

“No butt plugs,” she said. “Maybe later but not now.”

“I didn’t bring any with me anyway,” he said with a grin. “Madam, you have luscious looking nipples. Might I have a taste of them?”

“Why sir! I think I’d like that very much.”

Fully ten minutes later Megan moaned, “Stop! I want to be naked! I want you naked!”

Bob got up from where he had been lying on her abdomen while he sucked and pulled and nipped at her nipples. She lifted her butt and reached to push her shorts down while Bob tore at his clothes. He stood, naked, looming over her.

“You are my Mau Mau warrior,” she said, softly. “You have come to claim me and there’s nothing I can do to stop you.”

“Do you want to stop me, woman?”

“No. I do not. I want you to ravish me. I want my belly to get big and have a little brown baby. I want to live in your tent, or wigwam, or whatever it is Mau Mau warriors live in.”

“Actually, my great grandmother came to America from Kenya. When I was little my grandmother used to tell me tales of the Kikuyu people and how they fought the British during colonization. So I might really have Mau Mau blood.”

“You can colonize me,” she said, reaching to rub her clit.

“I will take you to my hut and put you with my other wives,” he said, as he stroked his erection.

“What other wives?”

“A Kikuyu man took several wives to show he was rich.”

“You’re dirt poor and you can only afford one wife,” she said.

He got onto the bed and moved over her.

“I only want one wife,” he said. “I want to put my penis in her.”

“We’re not married, yet, but you can practice with me,” she said, pulling his organ to her opening.

Both groaned as he slowly slid into her.

“I love the way you stretch me,” she sighed.

“I love how tight you are,” he panted.

He basically played, moving in and out a few times and then driving in to rub. Slowly, she let the pleasure build.

“If you keep doing that, I’m going to have an orgasm,” she moaned.

“Go ahead and have it,” he said. “I’m fine.”

When it came, the climax felt like hot clouds were rushing at her, slamming into her with their insubstantial essence. She didn’t even get out of breath. When it was over he was still doing the same thing.

“I might not be your only wife,” she said.

“What?”

“Erica will want me to share you.”

“Erica won’t be my wife. I suspect she’ll be Josh’s wife.”

“Even so, I know for a fact that the idea of making love with you is one of her strongest dreams. She’s even told me she’ll want me to share.”

“I don’t want to talk about Erica,” he said, going in and rubbing hard. “I want to talk about us. I know you’ve been there and done that and have the T shirt, but I’ve never had a child. When you talked about having a little brown baby something in me flared up hot. Could you do that at your age?”

“Of course I could, but I wouldn’t do it for anybody except you. Erica was forced on me by my own stupidity and the willingness of the men I knew to soak me with sperm. I didn’t want to be pregnant, but it wasn’t up to me. My parents didn’t believe in abortion and they knew I was a slut. And it was a slap in my face that woke me up. I started thinking about my life and what I wanted. And as she grew inside me, I found that I loved her. I loved being pregnant after that. Pushing her out was horrible and amazing and glorious all at the same time. If I have your baby, will you be there with me when I push it out? I was alone, last time. I don’t want to be alone. I want to be pregnant on purpose with only your baby and I want you to help me give birth to it.”

“I can’t wait,” he said. “I can’t wait for it all. I can’t wait for you to tell me you’re ripe and that I can fertilizer you. I can’t wait until you tell me you missed. I can’t wait to see a baby bump form. I can’t wait to touch that bump and talk to it and tell it stories and kiss it. And I can’t wait to see it come out of you. I’ll know that you let your vagina spread that wide just to have my son or daughter. And I can’t wait to see you feeding the baby with your beautiful breasts and then telling me I can make love to you again.”

“I love you for all that, but we have to wait. I’m not going to bring a helpless baby into a world with a killer virus floating around. I’ll do it, just not right now.”

“Okay. We’ll just practice making one for now.”

He worked her slowly to another calm orgasm and kissed her as her pussy milked his cock. This time she did get out of breath and panted gently as she looked up at him.

“There’s another reason I can’t have a baby bump right now.”

“Why?”

“I have to have some money and I doubt those stupid men in Japan or wherever would want to see a pregnant woman.”

“You’re wrong,” he said.

“I’ll stay on the pill, but someday soon I’ll stop, so you can make a baby in me. Meanwhile I’ll pose for you. If it makes us money then I’ll keep posing until I can get back to teaching.”

“I think you might actually like it, once you get used to it. The only man who’ll see you in person is me. I don’t know how it will work if we graduate to videos, but I have three or four ideas that could make three or four videos and they sell for a ton of money.”

“Videos,” she said. “I know what happens in videos, Bob. Are you saying you’d let some other man have me?” she asked, with an edged to her voice.

“Only digitally,” he said. “I’m afraid I have a cave man attitude about other men touching you.”

“I don’t want other men touching me. I don’t even like other men seeing me naked! You know that.”

“I’m just telling you what the customer is asking for. I told you. This will be going to Asia and the Middle East, where they don’t see a lot of women who look like you. And, furthermore, these will be interracial films, because the only male actor I’d let star with you would be me.”

“Hmmm. I’ll still have to think about it,” she said.

“I can prove it to you,” he said.

“How?”

“We make part of your series involve a black penis penetrating your white pussy. When I send it I’ll bet you a hundred dollars that they clamor for more within hours.”

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