Chapter 19: Live Private Porn

Except for one staid snapshot of Jill standing in a living room with Michael, Holly had heard nothing more in the way of pictures or videos from Michael, her fiancé. That changed a few days later on Saturday just after lunch. On the west coast it would still be morning.

Holly received a Federal Express envelope delivered at my house but addressed to her. The package was from Michael. She opened the package and pulled out a sixteen-gigabyte thumb drive. There was a short note: Do not play this with children around. Enjoy. Love, Michael and Jill.

Holly could hardly wait to see what was on the drive. I did a quick scan on my laptop and there were about two-hundred photographs in a folder labeled ‘Watch in order’ and four long movies, judging from the file sizes.

I led all of us at the house into the media room where we were still working on renovations. At least the systems were up and running. I plugged the memory stick into the computer that drove the TV and switched things over so we could watch.

First, I set up the photographs so we’d go through them in numerical order, spending about five or ten seconds on each one – at least initially. The first dozen showed Jill and occasionally Jill and Michael apparently in his apartment. They were in casual clothes lounging around or outside at some restaurant.

After those introductory photos, things got really spicy. Michael started to undress Jill, and she started to undress him, and the progression of pictures was step by step through the stripping away of each item of clothing. Everyone in the media room hitched slightly forward with open mouths startring to salivate.

Then there were close-up pictures of Jill’s breasts and then her pussy and ass. She even spread her labia apart in one pic so the camera could peer inside her body through her vaginal opening – she hid nothing. Then Michael had two fingers in her, and then he was eating her out. There were different views of his tongue and fingers doing different but very sexual and arousing things to her.

Then Jill was given Michael a blowjob – again a dozen pictures capturing the event from different angles and with different levels of penetration, including one with her nose pushing tightly against his pubes, proving that she could deep throat the man’s long rigid shaft. Then the sexual intercourse started. Again, there were photos of each position they adopted from multiple angles and with different levels of arousal and penetration.

Holly said, “God, they are so sexy together. I want to be there with them. I am so wet that somebody better plan on fucking me after we watch these. Putting them up like this on the large screen TV is such a blast.”

I teased, “Just think about how they got all these pictures? They’re obviously not using a tripod or a selfie stick. The angles change all over the place. Another person was holding the camera and shooting.”

Holly’s head whipped around and looked at me in shock. “You mean there was a third person with them?”

I laughed and shrugged. What did I know? Nothing with certainty.

The photographs ended with Michael and Jill lying in bed together after their sex; naked and looking totally satisfied with life. Jill’s privates were on view and were leaking out some of Michael’s sparkling white semen. It was a sexy last photo as they mugged for the camera.

We were all hyped up by then. Holly urged several times, “Play one of the movies.” She sounded desperate to see one immediately.

The movies were all time-stamped with the same date and time, so I figured that was when they were loaded onto the memory stick. I picked one and started the film. I got an indication that the movie was sixty-six minutes long and told everyone in the room.

Quickly, we realized that this was a professionally done video, although it was in standard definition and not hi-def. There were multiple initial frames touting the studio and then giving the actors’ names and then a film title – “Poolside Romance X3’.

The titles faded away and there was a drone’s view looking down at a rich-looking neighborhood. The drone zoomed down to one mansion in particular, and then looked down into the backyard where there was a large swimming pool and a patio decked with chaises, tables, chairs, colorful towels, and pool toys. A sexy female in a bikini lay on one of the chaises sunning, and as we got closer, we could see that it was Jill. She’d been reading a book but feigned sleep.

Three muscular guys arrive on the patio from inside the house – Michael was not one of them. The plot of the film got really thin as they started to kiss and feel her all over, and then strip away her bathing suit as they also got naked. Of course, she ‘work up’ and was all smiles at them. Almost immediately, she got eaten-out by each man, apparently having stupendous earth-shattering orgasms, and then she sucked on two of them while the third fucked her in a series of rotating and sometimes difficult positions. Eventually, each man blasted their load of cum all over her face and magnificent tits, and the film ended as a very drippy Jill looked into the camera and smile as things faded to black.

Those of us watching were more enthralled with the movie than it was worth. It was a relatively cheap, low-budget porno, with little creativity regarding plot. I rated the arousal factor at about a six on a ten-point scale. What set it apart for all of us, especially Holly, was that the big star of the video was Jill – her fiancé’s live-in girlfriend while he was on a long-term job on the west coast.

Once Holly had discovered the nature of the film and seen Jill, she made some requests and that led to our mutual nudity, along with everyone else in the room, and then her impaling herself on my rigid shaft in the reverse cowgirl position so that we could both watch the video and slowly fuck.

The others adopted a similar set of positions and activities as the film played. Everyone’s focus shifted back and forth between the sixty-five-inch TV screen and their partner or partners as they played and teased each other sexually. There was much laughter as some of us mocked the film.

There were also various moans and groans and the slapping of flesh as the movie ended. Everyone had tried to hold off to the end before their orgasm. I was one of them and so was Holly. She clamped down on my cock and her pussy suddenly felt like a hand (only better) squeezing and spasming around my shaft. She was cumming. I came and put a full load into her quaking body. We both made appropriate noises as we kissed and cuddled.

Next to us on the sofa, Tracy had been riding Justin with nearly identical results. I didn’t checkout any of the other couples or threesomes, but the noises from them told the story.

Holly said to everyone in the media room, “Tomorrow night we’re going to watch Jill’s next video. In the meanwhile, I need to call my fiancé and get the whole backstory for what he’s into out there. I also want to figure out who was taking the photographs. I’ll report later.”

The call to Michael turned out to be a FaceTime call that used our large TV and involved most of the group at the house the next evening starting at nine p.m. After we established our video conference link and had Michael filling our screen Holly started to fire questions at him.

“Michael, W.T.F. We watched one of Jill’s videos last night – ‘Poolside Romance x3’, and ... we were stunned that your girlfriend is a porn queen. Is that right? We are going to watch another movie in a few minutes.”

Michael laughed and gestured off-camera. Jill slid into the seat with him and turned the computer to her. She laughed, “Yes, Jill Studmaker or only Jill with no silly last name is my stage name – very tacky, and yes, I do adult videos. You can find me on PornHub and a few other websites, but you may have sign-up to be a member, I think.”

Holly said, “Keep talking, we’re all enthralled at what you’ve done.”

“Well, for one, you watched my first feature length movie and it was terrible. No real plot and no real acting skills – just fuck and suck, and then catch three loads of cum and look happy. It wasn’t even videoed in high resolution. Watch ‘Cruise to Orgasms’ next. It’ll be Video #3 on the thumb drive, plus it’s in a high resolution format.”

“Do you have a real name? How’d you and Michael hook-up? Where do you work? How often do you film? Do you have another job? Can you...”

Michael interrupted loudly, “Holly, slow down; one question at a time, please.”

Jill chuckled and the two of them cozied together on the bench seat in what looked like Michael’s kitchen. Jill said, “First, my real name is Jean Towles. I started using Jill when I was in high school just for fun, and usually go by that now. Second, the video stuff is only a part-time job. You won’t believe my real job – I’m a computer security consultant with my own company; I work from Seattle down to San Francisco, usually for medium-size companies looking to protect their servers and online presence from hacking or ransomware attacks. After visiting a client site, maybe to sell my work and arrange secure connections, I can do a lot of my work remotely; thus, I can work from home a lot.”

Michael said, “Jill and I met at my client’s offices. We were both leaving the building together at the end of a long day, and her car wouldn’t start. I helped her get it started once we bought some jumper cables and by then we were friends. We had dinner together, and then one thing led to another. She stayed over and has rarely gone home since. I really love her.” He leaned over and pecked at her cheek.

Jill giggled, “I love Michael, too, plus I fuck on the first date if I like the guy – about thirty percent of dates go that way. I liked your guy, and we had a real fuck fest that first night we were together. Don’t worry, I’m not out to steal him away from you. I’m all for open engagements and open marriages. In this case, I don’t mind being the ‘other woman’. Holly, I hope that’s all right?”

Holly forged ahead rather with her own questions, “Do any of your computer clients know about your side line?”

Jill shook her head, “If they do, they haven’t said anything. I think not – at least, so far. I know that someday that’ll change, but for now there have been no epiphanies. The event doesn’t worry me.” She shrugged.

Michael said, “One thing I’ve learned from Jill over our weeks together is that I am one highly sexed up individual. Jill has brought out the best in me, for sure. In our own way, we’re both sexually insatiable.”

Jill teased, “He’s almost as horny as me. I hope you don’t mind, but we are fucking about four times a day most days. I’ve been this way since I turned fourteen, and he’s happy with his new discovery. He’s also a great lover. I just said fucking, but we make love a lot, too.”

Holly moaned, “Oh, I wish I was with you two. We’d have such fun. I’m so glad that you found each other and are seriously hooking-up.”

Jill smiled, “Yeah, I go both ways in case you wondered.” After a pause, she said, “You asked where I worked; well, the computer stuff I can do about anywhere after a site visit. The porn stuff has been mostly done with an outfit in Portland named Adult Productions. They’re based in Las Vegas, but the office up here is a smaller subsidiary. They’re all over the place and probably even near you.

“Since I started the day of my eighteenth birthday, I’ve done hundreds of short videos, and maybe about a hundred feature length films. I’ll share some of the links with you. I only put four of the long films on the drive we sent you. A few of the others were more BDSM, but that’s not the real me, and my acting was atrocious so I’d just as soon have you forget about those. Fortunately, I don’t have to do that stuff anymore. I’m horny and love to fuck, and I make a pretty poor tied-up submissive.”

Holly said, “The photograph series you put on the disk was really good. Who took the photos?”

Michael and Jill looked at each other, proving that the question was an awkward one for them. He finally said with some embarrassment, “Errr, we were having a threesome that day with a friend of Jill’s named David. He took the pictures and then we fucked Jill’s lights out and our own in the process.”

No one reacted much. Holly said, “Oh, we wondered about some of the photos.”

Michael looked surprised. He said, “You’re not reacting like I thought you would to our having a M-M-F threesome.”

Holly shrugged, “Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. Those happen here every weekend. We’re having mostly FFMs because we have more women than men in our clique. We sometimes call-in reinforcements.”