Chapter 27

Bob also sensed what was going to happen. There could always be money shots later. There could only be once that Mona genuinely begged him not to cum in her, and was then intentionally inseminated by her young lover.

“Tell him again, Mona!” Bob barked. “Tell him he can’t get you pregnant!”

She did and Bob said, “Okay, Josh, when you cum, try to stay deep and then freeze.”

“What?” squealed Mona. “No! He really can’t cum in me!”

“We’ll get you plan B, Mona,” said Bob as he got down on the floor.

“Oh, man. Oh, man, Oh, man!” yelled Josh as he lost it inside his mother’s fertile pussy.

Bob wanted to shoot the boy’s balls jumping as he fertilized his mother for the first time, but her face would never look like this again, so he got her grimace, and then how her face changed, until it was obvious she wasn’t angry and then pulled his face down for a kiss. Later he had no trouble filming Josh’s balls jumping and, to his surprise, got semen leaking out from the seal around Josh’s penis.

Then, when Josh pulled out, Bob moved in to get the boy’s pearly spend gushing out of Mona’s pussy.

Mona started to complain, but Megan was suddenly there, fastening her mouth to her friend’s pussy and sucking out as much dangerous semen as she could.

“Oh, what the fuck,” groaned Mona.

She gripped Megan’s head and pulled.

Bob got that on film, too.

Bob filmed five money shots that day. Josh was young and he was very motivated. They even filmed Josh banging her on the towel outside and being “caught” by Dick, who yelled, “Don’t cum in her! She’s fertile, you son of a bitch!” They didn’t know how that would be used, but it was in the can if they ever needed it. They would, in fact, shoot another version of the mother/son movie in which Mona’s neglectful husband did catch his son breeding his wife. In that movie he sat down and came in his pants. After that they made him watch them fuck, naked, and wouldn’t let him play with himself. Bob got some dynamite shots of Dick’s face in which the anguish was real. Then, off set, after they had everything they needed, Megan sucked his cock for him.

At the end of that first day, though, Mona took a shower there, at the studio, while the rest sat around, looking at the remains of the pizza they had ordered for lunch.

Bob waited until Mona left the bathroom, rubbing a towel over her wet hair, as she came to join them. She remained naked. Everybody was comfortable with that by now.

“I have news,” said Bob, as he offered Mona a wine cooler. “When we broke for lunch I cobbled together a teaser and sent it to my buyers in Japan. I told them it was an incest piece between mother and son and showed them Josh rubbing oil on her breasts. They answered within five minutes and pre-ordered the film.”

“What does that mean?” Mona asked.

“It means that, as soon as we finish one film and send it to them, we will have roughly five thousand dollars in the bank.”

“For one film,” Dick said.

“And that’s at the bargain price. They don’t know what they’ll be getting and made their order based on my reputation, the story idea, and the look of the models. Once they love it and want more, the price can go up. Instead of five thousand per customer, I will be able to get closer to eight.”

“Eight thousand dollars per movie,” said Mona, sounding dazed.

“There are, initially, fifteen customers I’ll send this to,” said Bob.

“And we’re shooting at least ten different movies,” said Erica. “And that’s just with Josh and Mona. It doesn’t include Bob or Dick or Mom.”

“Da-yum,” said Dick.

“So ... shall we finish a movie?” asked Bob.

“Tomorrow,” said Mona. “I have enough sperm in me to make a million babies. I’m still not happy about that.”

“I’ll pay for the Plan B,” said Bob.

Mona sat on the toilet in the master bathroom, reading the instructions she took from the box that contained the drug that would make sure she didn’t have her son’s baby. She stared at the single pill, blister-packed to the sheet of cardboard at least five hundred times larger than the pill, itself.

All this movie-making had jump-started her imagination. In her mind she envisioned a movie in which a neglected wife had sex with the black pool boy and the teenage neighbor boy, too. In this movie she got pregnant and the tension would be that she didn’t know what color the baby would be. This movie would be filmed over a period of nine months and it might even be possible for someone to video the birth, itself. She’d heard of men filming the birth of their children.

How much would a film like that be worth?

Especially if the baby came out brown?

She sat there for ten more minutes and then swallowed the pill.

She had a diaphragm that she could use for the next few weeks. She hadn’t put it in since Josh was born, but the case had been stored in a cool, dark place so it was probably fine. She’d examine it closely before she relied on it. If she needed to get a new one they could delay a week or two before she got more sperm in her.

She’d talk to Bob privately about her idea, though.

Then, maybe, she wouldn’t need either a diaphragm or any more Plan B pills.

And, maybe she and Dick wouldn’t have to worry so much about money anymore, either.

The next day was spent filming Josh and Mona having sex, and his youthful prick sliding in and out of her now bald pussy. It went on so long that Erica wandered off and actually got in the hot tub. Nobody else even noticed she was missing, because they were all involved in filming Mona getting more dick than her husband had given her in the last two years combined. She thought about the irony of that concept. More dick than Dick. But she didn’t mention it.

For Mona, the whole day was surreal. Most of it wasn’t at all what she had thought doing this would be like. She had a few orgasms, but most of them were because she got frustrated and demanded she get to cum. The first time that happened she’d had Josh’s penis in her for an hour, if you added all the short bits up. But they were all short bits. When Mona got frustrated, they let her teach Josh how to actually make her cum. They were all surprised when Josh managed to stay stiff and not cum until Mona screamed her relief. Twice more that day Mona demanded relief. She got it from her son one more time, and the other from Dick.

Part of the problem (from Mona’s perspective) was that Megan had suggested they kill two birds with one stone and make a still photo series of “Son fucking Mom” while they filmed the action. Bob would tell Josh to put it in and then pull it out as slowly as he could. Still shots were taken. Then he’d tell Josh to move like crazy. About the time Mona started to feel an orgasm way off to one side, Josh would have to stop so he didn’t cum. If he came, they filmed them kissing, or Megan in another lesbian scene while Josh recharged. Basically, Mona spent all day having sex, but she didn’t feel like she’d made love at all! She had wanted to make love with Josh on film; not just preserve a hundred snippets of what was involved with making love.

All of this had to be done in the usual positions. Besides Missionary, there was doggy, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and spooning, with Josh behind her. Some of that was fun because she’d never done it with her husband. What was the most frustrating was when Josh had to eat her pussy for a long shot and then climb up and slide it in her. Bob always yelled “Cut!” at that point and during a break she told him she wasn’t having any fun at all.

“You may not be having fun, but you’re making money out the ass,” he said. He blinked. Mona had made it clear nobody’s cock was going in her ass. Megan had said the same thing. So “making money out the ass” was a non sequitur of sorts.

“I’m happy about making the money,” she said, “but it would be nice if I could actually make love to somebody.”

“Making love is for home, or maybe during lunch. The rest of the time is for acting.”

“It just hasn’t been like I thought it would be.”

He put his hands on her shoulders and stared into her eyes.

“After we’ve made all the movies we’re going to make, you can make love with Josh, or Dick, or me, anytime you feel like it. You can do all three of us in a row, if you want to.”

“You, too?”

“I think we both know I’m going to fuck your socks off, one of these days,” he said. “At least I hope you let me. You think you’re frustrated? How about me, being hard from the minute we start to the time the Penwillows finally go home and I can get some relief. I’m suffering the same way you are, except you get to cum when it gets too hard for you. And all I get to do is watch.”

“Poor baby,” she said, reaching to brush the back of her hand across his zipper. “You make me want to help you right now.”

“Ohh, no, no, no, no,” he said. “The first time I slide my black snake in you, I’ll want to preserve it on film. But then we’ll stop filming and I’ll show you what the big deal is. I won’t do that in front of the others, either. After you squeal like a little piggy, I’ll tell everybody else you and I need to settle some things before filming continues. Then we’ll both get to make love.”

“You’re a rat bastard,” she said, calmly. “I should never have asked for those fucking glamour shots. I could barely resist you back then, and look at me now. The shy, demure housewife and soccer mom I was will never come back, and I’ll cuckold my husband not only with his own son, but with a black man, too. So, I had this idea and now is as good a time as any to tell you about it. What if we filmed me getting pregnant? You and Josh could fuck me until my belly swells up. The tension would be about whose baby it is, and the climax would be the filming of the birth. What do you think of that idea? It would take nine months to film, but only a few minutes each week as my lovers played with my swelling belly and fucked me.”

He just stared. He blinked several times.

“I think we should wait and discuss that later.”

“Do you think it’s a viable idea?”

“I think you need to spend a lot more time thinking about that before you suggest it seriously. You need to think about how that could affect Dick and Josh. What if you had my child? How would that affect them both? Do you think they’d be happy raising a little boy whose very existence screamed that you cheated on Dick, to all those people we never want to know that we do this? We’re making movies right now that only men tens of thousands of miles away will see. Imagine, just for a few seconds, that we sold these in the US and all the men and women you know saw even one of them.”

She blinked, too, still staring into his eyes.

“What has happened to me?” she whispered. “How did I get this twisted?”

“You’re not twisted,” he said. “You’re horny. There are now two men in your life who you can make love with but the circumstances you’re in right now make it difficult to do that. But we should have everything we need after we knock off today. It will take me two weeks to put all the different films together and edit them. During those two weeks you don’t even need to come here. You can stay home and make love with Dick. And then you can make love with Josh. And you can do that any time you want to and nobody will stop you to make you change positions.”

“That sounds nice ... but it also sounds ... boring isn’t the right word, but it’s the only one I can think of at this moment. But I won’t be bored. It will never be boring to make love with my men.”

“I know what you mean. It’s been years since I was involved in making a movie like this. I know I’ve gone a little crazy, trying to make five movies at the same time, but we were all a little desperate. In another month we won’t be desperate anymore. We’ll be able to look at all this more rationally.”

“That will be before we make a movie involving you ... and me,” she said.

“Yes. You’re not ready for that.”

“I have to be ready for that, because I can’t just fuck you. I won’t do that to Dick. If you fuck me for a movie it’s just business, but if I let you make love to me in the way my fantasy works, I’ll really be cuckolding him. I love him. I know it doesn’t look like it, but I love my husband.”

“I know you do. That’s why I just said you’re not ready. If you and I ever make love, I want it to be like your fantasy, except that Dick will approve. I want us to be able to explore this thing and not feel guilty. We might do it once and then decide it’s just not what we had in mind and never do it again. But I want Dick to say it’s okay and not feel guilty about saying okay, and I want Megan to say it’s okay, too. It won’t work any other way. I like you. I don’t want to fuck up what we actually have trying to look for some other way for us to be.”

“Maybe you’re not such a rat bastard after all,” she said.

“What are you two so serious about?” piped Erica, as she ran into them physically. She put an arm around each adult.

“Adult stuff,” said Bob.

“Nope. You’re not doing that. We can talk about anything, because I’m all grown up!”

Mona’s head swiveled to look at Erica’s face.

“We were just trying to figure out when the first time might be that I feel his black cock in me. It isn’t easy.”

“Oh!” Erica stopped smiling. “I know how you feel. I want to make love with him, too, but we can’t decide when that should be.”

“We? You and Josh?” Mona posed.

“No, me and Mom. Or Mom and I. Whichever. Josh doesn’t care. He still can’t believe any of this is happening, or that he’s involved in any of it. He’s so sweet.”

She leaned forward and kissed Mona on the corner of her mouth.

“I really do want to marry him. That’s another decision we have to make. When will that happen? When is the best time? I know that as soon as we get married I’ll want to start having babies. When is a good time for that? I know it has to be years from now, but I’m impatient. I’m just glad you know about us. If we had to hide it from you it would drive us both insane.”

Mona looked back at Bob.

“She’s right. The problem you and I have seems pretty inconsequential, compared to the decisions she has to make.”

“Not inconsequential,” said Bob. “Our decision will be very important in both of our lives, and we need to take it very seriously. This isn’t like being horny after some glamour shots. This is deciding to change our relationship in a very permanent way.”

“Oh, just go get a room, together,” snorted Erica. “While you were filming everybody could see you both want to do it. Dick even came over to Megan one time and asked her when she thought you two would have sex.”