Impossible Love; the Pensioner, the Starlet, and the DJ
Copyright© 2025 by storyace
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Sheena is a very beautiful out of work 17 year old actress, living with Bradley, an older man. She meets 64 year old Joe while walking their dogs, and they become friends. Sheena loves to talk, Joe loves to listen, Bradley loves cream pie. Sheena could have any man she chooses; will she choose Joe?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Mult Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Sharing Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Cream Pie Pregnancy
Sheena and I showered together in the morning and then made love as Brad made breakfast. It was a few months since we’d started having sex regularly, and I guess we’d done it few dozen times. Yet it was still shocking to find myself in her arms, to see the beautiful young face smile happily as my old cock slid in and out of her tight wet pussy. Wet, always wet when I put it in there. Man, that girl just loved to fuck.
She heaved and bucked, and she came. In daylight, when I could see her face, I was unable to hold back. I came with her, looking into her excited eyes as I pumped my load into her.
Brad came into the room.
“Hey, are you guys ready for breakfast?” he asked.
“Come lie down, baby.” Sheena told him, “I have your breakfast hot and fresh!”
I slid out of the bed as Brad lay down on his back, Sheena threw a knee over his face and lowered her vagina to his mouth as his hands held her hipbones.
She tossed her hair and grinned at me as he sucked my semen out. Her breasts stood high and proud, nipples out as she sighed and grunted at the sensation.
I wondered; if I was better at controlling myself, and was able to fuck her through a couple of more orgasms, would she still want Brad too?
“Joe, be a sport and pull off Bradley’s shorts before you go.” Sheena gasped.
Neither of them could do that while in the position they were in; so it seemed like a reasonable thing to ask. I mean, I’d had my fun. At the same time, it was an escalation, the thin edge of a wedge.
Brad lifted his hips as I pulled off his pants and underwear, and his big white cock pulsed with anticipation against the belly of his Tee shirt.
I had the strangest impulse then; to fondle it. To feel the power and heat of the younger man before he fucked the girl we shared and loved.
Yeah, I’d sucked cock before. I always identified as straight, I’ve never felt attracted to the male face or figure. Still, I did enjoy it when I did that. The inner conflict can add a lot of spice.
Brad was different though; he wasn’t a one night stand stranger. He was my friend and ally; I guess I knew it was inevitable that we were going there.
I went into the attached bathroom and washed off my cock, then stepped back into the bedroom to pull on some clothes. I tried not to, but I had to look as Sheena slid back, and holding Brad’s big rod in her hand pushed herself over it, her swollen tits hanging in his happy face. By the time I was dressed, they’d flipped over and Brad was pounding her hard and fast, with his fist around the base of his dick so it wouldn’t go too deep.
What struck me though, was the look on Sheena’s face; her love for him was at least as powerful as her love for me.
I tore my eyes away, and went out into the living room to find Tom, the hairy young camera guy, in a bathrobe having coffee.
I glanced at the sofa; somehow, I knew it hadn’t been slept on. Oriana came out of her room just then, in a bathrobe just like the one that Tom was wearing. She met my eye and made an exaggerated comical frown while oscillating her hand palm downwards, letting me know that yes, they’d done it and it was just so-so.
Oriana and the production team had to work feverously to make the script and shooting plan changes, and we were still on location every day because the studio and finance people insisted the release date be kept.
It wasn’t enough for the series to be popular (and that was still to be seen). It had to be close to budget too, and on schedule to have a hope of being taken up for another season.
So we didn’t have time or energy for finding a place to live, which was pretty tough after the fire anyway. We stayed at Oriana’s, which was ok for us. Actually, I liked it. It was like having a big family; except for Brad we were all working on the same project, so we carpooled and ate together. We all helped each other out with small things and formed a bond.
Oriana continued to share her bed with young Tom, and they seemed to be doing well. She was definitely a milf, with her fine figure and tight ass. He was 19, the same age as her son Aaron, and totally smitten. I caught them making out once, they were funny, pulling apart all embarrassed, as if we didn’t all know they were sharing a bed. They were really sweet.
Like before, Brad and I found a way. I would watch TV after dinner as he and Sheena had their time in our room, and he got up early and let me have alone time with her.
Sheena seemed to glow, sex twice a day while working a punishing schedule seemed to suit her just fine. Not that we did it EVERY day; we didn’t always have time.
It was pretty intense. I thought it was tough on Aaron, Oriana’s teenage boy. Everyone else in the house was fucking, and (like a thousand other people) he had a crush on Sheena.
I was hanging out with a few of the actors as they took a break between scenes and ate lunch. Rasheen, a rather attractive Asian actress who played the part of one of Sheena’s school teachers, and also worked in wardrobe, was telling us how she had to drive 4 hours every day to get to the set.
“It’s killing me, I was about to get a rental in Palisades, now there’s nothing to be had around here for love or money.”
“Oh, that’s not true.” Sheena said, “You can still get a room for love.”
“Really? Tell me more.” Rasheen said.
“Well, Oriana’s house is packed full, but Aaron has a room all to himself. What about it Aaron? Would you like to share with Rasheen?”
“Shit yeah!” Aaron said enthusiastically, and I guess everyone except Sheena thought it was a joke that would go no further.
I saw Sheena talking to Rasheen later, and then to Aaron, then to Rasheen again.
“I think I did it!” she told me as we wrapped for the day, “Rasheen is coming back with us tonight. She wants to sleep with Aaron.”
“You’re shitting me! They’ve hardly said a word to each other.”
“So what? She’s hot, he’s hot, they’ve been eyeing each other for weeks. The tension has been building in the house, Aaron REALLY needs to get laid, he’s still a virgin you know.”
We got to Oriana’s to find Brad had made a big dinner, we all sat around the table, and Rasheen seemed to fit right in. She was gorgeous, with great black hair, big brown eyes, a strong rather angular face, and a tight slim body. Aaron seemed really nervous and barely said a word. Later in the evening, I saw Rasheen talking to him quietly, and then they went into his room together.
Their room was next to ours, and Rasheen was a bit loud.
“Wow, Aaron is doing her good.” Sheena whispered as I turned off the light.
“Is Oriana ok with this?” Brad asked.
“It was her idea.” Sheena answered.
Rasheen was 17 years older than Aaron, and we all joked that theirs was the closest to an age-appropriate relationship in the house. Sheena was right; Aaron was much more relaxed, and within a week, he even talked to me.
“Rasheen told me before it even started, she’s going to leave as soon as the shoot wraps.” He confided. “I love her Joe, what should I do?”
“I wish I had a magic bullet for you.” I told him, “All I can tell you is, enjoy the time you have with her. Listen more than you talk, and when she wants space let her have it. Compliments are good. She seems to enjoy the physical part.”
“Yeah.” He sighed, “The physical part is amazing.”
“It’s easy at the beginning.” I told him, “As time goes on, you need to pick up you game a bit. If you can get her to come three times whenever you do it, she’s yours.”
“I can’t hold out when she comes, Joe. She’s just too sexy! I tried going down on her, even though she’s awfully hairy down there, anyway she only wants it straight you know.”
Later in the day, I was sitting in a corner with Rasheen and Sheena.
“How is it going with Aaron?” Sheena asked her.
“He’s a nice boy.” She said neutrally, “Very enthusiastic.”
“Can’t hold it?” I asked.
“Yes, well you can’t have everything.” She said. “He’s terribly good looking and very gentle.”
“Do you suck him after he comes?” Sheena asked.
Rasheen just looked shocked, her big brown eyes rolling between Sheena and me.
“Joe made me do it the first time, now I LOVE it.” Sheena whisper conspiratory, “You just get down there and suck that limp sticky noodle into your mouth, and it gets hard again! You have to try it, Rasheen.”
“I’ve never liked giving head.” She admitted.
“Really?” Sheena responded, “I can’t get enough of it. Man, that feeling of a hot hard cock filling up my mouth! It’s SO sexy.”
“It makes me nauseous.” Rasheen confided. “My first boyfriend came in my mouth, and he held me there while he did it too. I think that’s why.”
“Oh no, that’s terrible!” Sheena said sympathetically, “You have to try and get past that, it’s really important.”
“Important?” Rasheen laughed.
“Yes!” Sheena insisted, “You have to go down to get him up.”
“Maybe she doesn’t want to get him up.” I suggested. “It might turn your nightly quicky into a really long love making session. Do you want that, Rasheen?”
“I never thought about it.” She admitted. “I might give it a try.”
“Oh, one more thing, darling.” Sheena added, “A shave or a Brazilion wax really helps.”
“What?” Rasheen demanded.
“We all live a bit close together, sweetie.” Sheena said with an apologetic shrug, not revealing the origin of the information.
After that, things changed between Aaron and Rasheen. We could hear them at it for an hour or more every night, and they seemed to melt into each other the rest of the time too.
“Shit, what did I do?” Sheena said jokingly, elbowing me in the ribs as we saw the unlikely couple sitting at a table in the studio cafeteria staring into each other’s eyes rapturously.
A couple of days later, I was alone with Rasheen.
“I don’t know what to do, Joe. The kid’s going all emotional on me, even though I told him it’s an arrangement.”
“Shit, the way you guys are fucking every day, what did you expect?”
“Yes well, Aaron has a lot of energy.”
“It takes two, Rasheen. If you just want to drain his balls, you could.”
“I tried that! I sucked him off, and he just stayed hard and did it to me like a madman.”
“And you came. The house has thin walls, Rasheen.”
“Three times.”
“You must really like him to come three times.” I noted, “What’s the real problem? Biological clock?”
She nodded. “I’m falling for a teenager!”
“Tell me about it.” I sighed, “Look, hardly any relationship lasts very long these days anyway. It seems to me that Aaron is as likely to stand by you as anyone.”
She looked comically shocked; “My God Joe!” she laughed, “Are you suggesting I make babies with a 19 year old?”
Although it didn’t burn out, my apartment was heavily smoke damaged. The power, water, and sewer were all broken down too. We stayed at Oriana’s for the remainder of the shoot.
Weeks passed, Sheena’s womb swelled, the production was going fairly well. Most days, Sheena and I got away for some alone time to walk the dogs while she let loose in a stream of non-stop chatting. At work, she tried not to speak a word other than her lines, and it sort of built up in her head until she could let it out.
We rubbed oil over her belly and breasts, we took turns sleeping with her, she still went and danced at his gigs; not hiding her bulge, flaunting it.
“Bradley won’t do it with me anymore.” She complained one morning as she sat on my thighs with my cock inside her. “He’s put off by the pregnancy; you’re not bothered by it though.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I told her as I fondled her big tits. “Maybe he’s just being careful, you know, the big cock and all.”
“He didn’t even want a blowjob last night.” She complained as she put her big toe in my mouth. “I think he wants to leave us. Will you talk to him Joe?”
She contracted her already tight twat, rotated her bottom, and skewered my brain with her jewel eyes until I came.
“Anything you want, baby.” I told her helplessly.
Oriana cornered me later in the morning.
“Aaron told me you suggested he and Rasheen have a baby!” she said accusingly.
“No, what I told him was that she’s a 36 year old Asian woman and he needs to take her needs into account. Shit, they’re all in love, or lust at least. Don’t worry, she’ll move over to her dad’s place in Pasadena after the shoot.”
“You idiot! That’s what I’m worried about. I’m 56 years old, I’d love to have gorgeous a mixed race grandchild. I don’t want to wait 10 or 20 years, then I’ll be too old to enjoy it. She’s beautiful and clever, and she knows how to cook, she even helps with the housework.”
“I think you need to tell Rasheena and Aaron.” I said, “And that they could stay here, and you’ll help.”
“Really? Isn’t that interfering?” she said doubtfully.
“It is; who knows what will happen anyway? Maybe they’ll break up tomorrow, maybe Rasheen won’t conceive, maybe maybe. Just tell them that you love and support them.”
Brad and I had a nasty argument one Sunday. Sheena was in the bath, everyone else was out of the house. He started out giving me shit about interfering with Aaron and Rasheen, saying that I’d pressured the kid into something he wasn’t ready for. I knew he was just upset that Aaron had confided in me, when he (Brad) had been the stepfather. Anyway, he pushed my buttons, saying I was a has-been old guy who was sponging off of Sheena. and I got mad, and said some nasty things in return, how he was an idiot with nothing but a big dick, and he only got gigs because everyone knew Sheena would be on stage too.
Sheena came out wrapped in a rowel. “What’s all that shouting about?” she demanded.
For the first time, we all started to talk candidly about our relationship. Sheena was shocked and distressed that Brad wanted out.
“Don’t stay with me just because I might have your kid.” She told him, “Joe will stay with me no matter what, right Joe?”
“Absolutely, it’s just that, baby, I’m old.”
“Oh get off that!” she retorted, “You’re in great shape, no one stays together for more than a few years these days anyway. What’s the point of 20 year plans and lifetime commitments when no one keeps them? Look, when I decided to have this baby, I knew I’d have to be responsible. If either or both of you stay to help, that’s great. When it’s over, when you don’t want to be with me, just go! Look, I love you guys, but how long do you think I’ll be single? Do you want to leave us, Bradley?”
Brad was only into ‘cream pie’ then, and I wondered sometimes why he was even there. He didn’t need to be near the studio like we did, he wasn’t poor and could have found an apartment somewhere.
“No.” Brad said in a tortured voice.
“Is it because I also love Joe?” she asked him softly.
“That’s part of it.” He admitted. “I’m just afraid the baby will change everything.”
“It will.” Sheena agreed. “Look, I’m an actress. When I have work, I have money to pay for help. When I don’t have work, I have time. I never asked you if you or Joe wanted the baby, I made the decision alone. I’m really happy if either or both of you stay with me; but I never made any demands.”
She stood up and let the towel drop away; she was 5 months along at the time, and she was magnificent. Her ass was still perfect, her breasts miraculous, her skin perfect. The lump at her middle somehow made her even more sexy than usual.
And then, she smiled.
She demolished him with a 4 second assault, and then turned her face and pierced my mind too. That mouth, those eyes, her lustrous hair, her button nose, her peachy cheeks; no man could refuse her.
I took her face in my hands and kissed her softly, and I felt my belt being pulled open. She stripped me in a few seconds, and we were both naked, standing in Oriana’s living room, my hard penis throbbing in her hands as I fondled and caressed her.
Brad sat on the sofa, he had his big cock in his hands and stroked himself while watching us.
It had been 5 months since our threesome on Sheena’s 18th birthday, and she was 5 months pregnant, her bump very prominent on her small frame.
My arms went around her, my fingers gently stroking her pale young skin, I looked down into her eyes, her smiling face, so full of life, of joy, the excitement of youth.
Every episode of the series had to have a sex scene, and more than half of them included Sheena. She seemed to love doing them; being naked in front of the crew was a laugh to her, she reveled in their adoration, the lust of the men and even the women. I’d watched her making out with a succession of hot young actors, their hands on her face, breasts, and ass.
Now she was performing with me, only for Brad. I touched her hairless groin and she was soaking wet down there.
I turned her to face Brad, and with my body against her, gently pushed her towards him. Her head was at the level of my chin, and my hands couldn’t stop sliding up and down her wonderful three protrusions. I looked down and locked eyes with Brad for a moment.
What was I doing? I had no plan, no big idea here. I couldn’t even figure out my feelings for Brad; sometimes I loathed him, other times I liked him. I laughed at his jokes and appreciated the meals he made for us.
I was more jealous of the love he shared with Sheena than the sex they had. Underneath all that was the reality that he was my ally; I couldn’t protect her all the time by myself. Nor could I satisfy her powerful sexual appetite.
She climbed onto the sofa astride him, her knees to either side, and I was left standing there with my stiff rod hanging. I moved closer, to run my fingers down her back, down her ass, and then impulsively I took Brad’s hot cock in my hand.
It was exciting to do that; to push that boundary, to feel the sexual power of the other man.
I pushed it inwards, so the tip slid between our woman’s thighs to her wet slot, and her body dropped an inch or two as he went into her.