IT’S A LIVING
Chapter 6
Sex Story: Chapter 6 - My name is John, my mom is Cory. She works in the field of haberdashery, and I am a pornographer. This is our story...
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Celebrity Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts
I had called Scotty to come over to look at her completed film. It was only 46 minutes long, with some lovely music.
Unfortunately, my mom was still at home and had got to the door before I could.
“Hello,” Kara said. “Are you John’s mother?”
“Yes,” she responded. “You are Scotty, correct?”
“How do you know that?”
“She has seen one of your films,” I said, causing our guest to lightly blush.
“Uhm, which one?”
“Scotty Anal DP,” mom replied.
“That was a long time ago, I have gotten better since then.”
“Has my son been your partner most of the time?”
Kara looked at me before saying, “Yes he has, and every time it was quite wonderful.”
They smiled at one another, before my mom embraced her.
“I am going to leave so you can go over her most recent movie. Johnny, please schedule a movie for the three of us, please?”
I was aghast over that as my mom rattled her keys as she left the room.
“I love your mother,” Kara said giving me a nice big hug. “Let’s watch the movie, OK!”
She usually makes comments during our ‘first-watch’ but this time she was not. I had temporarily called it, ‘Scotty pleads for More!’
She occasionally glanced over at me, and we enjoyed the entertainment value of the movie. When finished, I usually get up and turned off the TV, first popping out the movie.
This time, she held me back and asked, “How do you feel about me, John?”
“You are my favorite and prettiest of all my female film actresses, Kara!” I easily pronounced.
“Actually, I meant, as a girl. I’ve been meaning to ask you if we could go out sometimes.”
“Like, on a date?”
“Yeah, no cameras, just you and me?”
“Would James mind if we went on a date, Kara?” I asked.
“Why would he care?”
We, you and I, have made love on camera almost one hundred times. He and you have fucked in front of my five cameras quite a bit, so I figured that he must have feelings for you. I don’t want to break up the two of you.”
“Break us up? That is so silly. He has a regular girlfriend. I am not allowed to tell you her name, but he is the one who got me to ask you how you felt about me.”
“If I guessed her name, would you tell me?” I asked, sure of myself.
“O—Kay,” she said, turning in her seat and taking my hand.
“Susan Gunnery?”
“No,” she answered very quickly.
“Barbra Stratton?”
“No,” a little less quickly.
I had just named the two ladies who had made multiple movies with James, Kara, and myself. She realized I had only four more names to go through and broke into a smile she doesn’t use much in her movies. She is quite dramatic in our moviemaking trying very hard to be a bitch to whomever she is fucking, either POV (Me) or an actual regular guy.
“Tiffany-Marie?”
Now, there was an interminable pause. TM is very similar to Kara, both physically and emotionally. That is why I didn’t mention her first.
“I didn’t tell you, but, are we OK?” she said.
After first calling Cory, I took Kara by her hand and we went into my room. The look on her face was innocent, and she was acting coy, but she seemed quite hopeful.
Wh had filmed a few movies in it, because it looked more like the average family bedroom.
Scotty had filmed TM and me, only using a handheld camera, almost a year ago. Kara was our ‘fluffer.’
A fluffer is a person employed to help a male actor keep his penis hard enough to continue with the action. Both Kara and TM are excellent at giving just enough of a BJ to help through to the money shot.
Since I don’t allow the male actors in my movies to take Viagra, fluffers are still necessary.
After turning on my room sound system, placing my iPhone in the slot, and having Siri start some nice instrumental music, I turned back around to find Kara only wearing panties.
“Wow,” I said under my breath.
“Can I help you get undressed, Johnny?”
“Sure, K.” I answered.
She unbuttoned my shirt, pulling it off, followed by taking off my undershirt. This felt a lot different than our filming her last movie.
Most porn begins with both performers already naked, but the act of disrobing can add a great deal of excitation.