Chapter 12: Love Objects

Stacy appeared at Ally’s home at nine a.m., the time that Ally wanted her to get her makeup and hair done. I showed up an hour later to hear the plans for the shoot, basically various scenes that could be assembled into adult videos. Stacy was beyond eager and said that doing this played to her desire to be a genuine slut.

Ally told us, “Be romantic. I want to shoot you meeting as old friends by accident at the coffee shop downtown. Stacy, you’re going to spill your drink and need to rush home to change clothes and wash them before it stains. You invite Luke to come with you. Just remember his stage name is Brad Cox. You’ll be ... Skylar Holeman – that sounds kind of pornographic if you think about it.

“We’ll then shift to you arriving here. There’s the removal of clothing in front of ‘Brad’, you frantically tossing things in the washer, and then you present yourself to him to deepen your relationship. From there we’ll do lots of sex scenes, but I want you to think of them as lovemaking and not just sucking and fucking. You two are discovering the deep feelings you’ve suppressed about being with each other.

“We’ll go for coffee now and I’ll film the opening scenes, come back here to do the scenes in my laundry room, have a break for lunch and again in mid-afternoon between my filming the sex. If you need another break just let me know. If you feel something is off, or if you have a great idea, tell me. I’m making this up as I go along. I’ve never done a plot or the level of detail like this before so I’m learning right along with the rest of us. Greg and I watch a lot of porn, so I hope I learned something.”

The three of us went down to the Pineapple Café, a favorite morning spot. Ally used her iPhone to video each of us arriving at the shop from different directions, and then we went inside. She followed me as I ordered and then looked around at the tables and spotted ‘Skylar’. I went over to her, and we had a joyful reunion – words about not having seen each other for years, hugging and a light kiss or two, my moving back to town after being away for four years, and more. I adlibbed. We sat and chatted, and Ally videoed from different perspectives.

Stacy spilled some water on her skirt pretending it was coffee. The stain was obvious. She jumped up and made a big deal about it for the camera. Fortunately, the place was nearly empty at that time of morning. There really wasn’t much water either. She talked about racing home to change and fix the damage. She asked me to go with her so we could talk more and promised additional coffee. We left the shop together. There was a scene looking over my shoulder in my car as I followed Stacy ‘home’ in her car.

The next scene was just inside the house (Ally’s house). Stacy turned to me and we had a deep and romantic kiss. Some words about memories, history, finding one another, and desire were said, and then she removed the wet skirt and made a show of tossing it into the washing machine. Stacy/Skylar was just in a sexy and very thin thong that revealed the traces of her pubic hair. God, she had tantalizing legs that she watched me silently take in with a floor to face scan. That invited me to pull her close, hold her bare ass in both hands, as we got to kissing again.

I led her to the sofa, and seconds later, I had pulled the thong off and had my tongue buried in ‘Skylar’s’ pussy. She reacted perfectly for the camera – she squirmed and writhed, and her sounds, were genuine. Over a couple of minutes, we removed the rest of her clothes.

It’s a good thing I like to eat pussy for long periods of time, because I passed a personal record that morning. By ninety minutes, I had a sore jaw and tongue, and my fingers and face were soaked in Skylar’s juices. Ally had a very long unbroken recording of my cunnilingus. Stacy had had ten bone jarring orgasms.

We broke for lunch. Ally gave us robes to wear. She’d laid in several types of sandwiches along with various sodas. We talked about the afternoon filming. Ally uploaded the videos from her phone to her computer and backed up everything to the cloud. She spot-checked various scenes and was pleased with the results and the way her ideas about lighting and sound had worked.

After our lunch, I received the longest blowjob that I’d ever had. I kept having to stop Stacy, lest she bring me off prematurely and halt what Ally had planned. We were both worked up and ready to make love. I was hornier than an oversexed rhinoceros.

We made a big deal of my penetration of Stacy’s beautiful body. She was a gorgeous brunette with hair that gleamed in the light, eyes that sparkled, and smiles that the angels adored. Her body was sexy and curvy in all the right ways. She had a manicured crop of pubic hair that she’d curated into a heart just for the day’s filming.