#doublepenetration

There are no safe words in Umbrella’s black sites—only protocols. You learned that the hard way.

One mistake. That’s all it took. A single botched line of code during the extraction sequence. The delay cost the team a man—maybe two—and compromised the integrity of the mission. But H.U.N.K. doesn’t raise his voice. Doesn’t show anger. He doesn’t need to. You see it in the precision of his stride, in the way he locks eyes with you beneath the blackened visor. There’s no forgiveness in that mask. No expression. Just mission parameters—data, discipline... and you. The outlier. The anomaly he’s been assigned to correct.

Instead of logging the error in your personnel file, he gestures. Silent. Orders without words. You follow, heart pounding, every step echoing off sterile tile and steel. Down through reinforced corridors, deeper into Umbrella’s restricted sectors, past labs and holding rooms until the air turns cold and dry.

You’ve never been to the training cell below Sublevel Six. It hums with sterility, the kind of space never meant for observation—only execution. It’s nearly soundproofed. Sealed. Lit only by strips of flickering white above the chamber’s center—where the pillory waits like an altar of correction.

Steel stocks. Electro-locks. Bolted to a concrete platform like an execution stage.

H.U.N.K. moves behind you. The click of his gloves is almost soothing in its regularity. He presses a palm to your back, pushes you toward the frame, and without a word, binds you in. Chin down. Arms through. Legs parted and secured at the base. The cold bites instantly at your skin.

You can’t see him. You can only feel the weight of his presence behind you.

“You know the protocol for disobedience,” his modulated voice murmurs, low and unfeeling. “This is not personal. This is correction.”

The click of a latch. The drag of reinforced leather against your skin. Then—

CRACK.

You flinch forward. Not from pain, but the sheer sound—like a whip against glass. Your knees buckle within the brace.

“One. Thank you, sir.”

Again. This time it bites. Across the lower curve of your ass. Fire blooms in your spine.

“Two. Thank you, sir.”

He doesn’t pause. Doesn’t check in. Just strikes.

Three. Four. Five. Each one harder, placed with exact precision—beneath the swell of your ass, the top of your thighs, across the base of your spine. You count, voice trembling, tears already burning the corners of your eyes. He never speaks. Doesn’t need to. Every command is implied.

By ten, your thighs are slick, trembling. By fifteen, your cunt clenches around nothing, raw with need. The air stinks of sweat and restraint. Still, he does not stop.

At twenty, he tosses the strap aside.

Gloved fingers drag over your abused skin, testing. You flinch at every brush. Your body is trembling so hard the steel shakes around you. Then—cool gel, clinical, dispensed from a tube. He spreads it without warning, slick between your cheeks, across your hole.

Then a second hand joins the first—between your thighs. Two fingers inside you, curled and unforgiving. You writhe, trying not to cry out, but the gag he affixes next makes it moot. Leather. Strapped in tight. A ball to silence you.

“Too loud,” he says. “Protocol requires silence.”

Then the plug. Huge. Unrelenting. Cold.

He doesn’t stretch you. Doesn’t prepare you. Just pushes until your body gives. The plug seats deep, wide enough to burn, heavy enough that you feel it settle behind your cunt like a second heartbeat, thudding in time with your pulse.

And then he fucks you. Without warning, his cock—hard, hot, brutal—presses into your dripping cunt. The stretch is overwhelming. Too full. Plugged. Gagged. Pinned.

He fucks you like a drill. No praise. No name. Just breath and thrust and grip. His hands clamp your hips like restraints. His rhythm is relentless—brutal, deep, calibrated for devastation.

You scream around the gag. Muffled. Useless.

Tears stream freely now. Every nerve alight. His cock slams into you again and again, slapping your ass, shaking the entire pillory. Your body is drenched in sweat. Your pussy flutters, overstimulated and helpless. Your ass burns from the plug, from the strikes, from the weight of him.

You come without permission—ripped from you in spasms, helpless and raw. The climax tears through you, violent, consuming.

Then again. And again. Your vision whites out. Your body convulses. The gag catches your cries. Your breath turns ragged, shallow. Your mind teeters.

He fucks you through it. Until your limbs stop responding. Until you can no longer sob—only shake.

Then he comes. No grunt. No shout. Just the hard, final press of his body as he spills deep inside you.

He pulls out slow. Deliberate. Letting you feel every inch slide from your ruined hole.

Then silence. He removes the gag. The straps. The plug. One by one. His gloves are stained. Your thighs are soaked. He crouches. Lifts your chin with a finger.

“Good soldier,” he says.

Then he’s gone. His footsteps fade, swallowed by the cold. You’re left in silence—raw, open, trembling in the dark. The echo of the pillory creaks faintly in your ears. Your pulse pounds in your throat.

Parker guided his cock between her legs, having to bend his knees significantly to do so, but stopped short of putting it in. “Ah, please—”

Parker moved in tandem with Jessica, who attempted to buck her hips downwards as the tip brushed against her vaginal lips. “Nuh uh. You haven’t earned this dick yet.”

“Tommy…” the whine full of despair transformed into one of sexual impatience when Parker rubbed his length along her slit. “…oooh, oh fuck, it’s so hot…”

“You’re this wet, and we’ve barely started.”

‘The more talking, the better it’ll turn out. Many things can be overlooked if the silence is filled with talking.’

Following the advice from Carter was the driving force behind the constant stream of words coming out of his mouth, most of which were inspired directly by Jessica. Not that he’d ever admit it to her, of course.

“Any girl would after feeling that thick, veiny dick against her pussy.”

Parker didn’t respond, instead pushing the bulbous head of his penis into her. A shrill half-yelp half-moan erupted from Jessica’s vocal cords, but soon turned into another impatient whine as he pulled out before barely an inch entered her.

“What a nice voice you have, Mia. Perfect for when you’re screaming my name while I’m pounding with all 7 inches into your slutty little cunt.”

Parker really hoped Carter’s advice worked the way he was thinking it did, because the position he was in was pretty awkward: given their height difference, the only way to rub his dick against Jessica’s womanhood was to bend his knees significantly. The issue was made worse with how much Jessica parted her legs to give the camera a good view of the action, meaning Parker’s knees had to be bent at an almost ninety-degree-angle. Would his dirty talk cover up the awkwardness of their position? Was it even ‘good’ dirty talk? Parker could only hope it was.

“God, I want you inside me soo bad…”

The needy moan raising up and out of Jessica’s throat was definitely a confidence booster, even if Parker almost knew for a fact that it was exaggerated. “What do you mean? I am going inside you.”

Jessica let out another moan, stifling the moan that was coming out of his own mouth, as he pushed just the first inch into her, swiftly taking it out before she could take advantage of it. "M-More—” despite not being able to see his face, Parker presumed Jessica was able to sense his eyebrow raising as she stopped short of the pleading words, knowing how he’d react. “—I mean, th-thank you, you’re too kind…”

“Aren’t I?” He repeated the action a few more times, each time getting better and more impatient reactions from the needy, sexually frustrated woman, until she finally gave the signal to begin the next step.

“Don’t you want it?”

“What?”

Parker pausing gave Jessica the room to breathe, redirecting her gaze back at him. “I can feel how much your dick is throbbing, begging to release all its seed inside me, wanting to do nothing more than to breed me.”

That was her sign to go to the next step. It had to be.

Parker only responded with a growl, pulling away and turning her around, positioning his dick against the ass that was now facing him. “Make sure to hold that wall tight.” He split her butt cheeks as far as possible, letting the camera catch a glimpse of her glistening wet vaginal lips before pushing them aside with his cock. A soft groan came out his lips as the fleshy, moist walls of Jessica’s pussy clamped around his length, sinking further and further into her heat. “As tightly as your walls are squeezing my cock.”

Parker felt himself cringing at that one. Was Jessica ever going to let him live down all the cheesy things he’s said, and will say, for today’s shoot? He really had to make sure to hide the fact from her that it was her influence that allowed him to say these things so off-the-cuff.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!”

While the snug tightness and the blistering heat of her snatch was amazing, all Parker could think about was ignoring the camera that was focused on their connection. Not only did her tightness make it difficult, but so too did the self-conscious feeling of being filmed as well as the way he was entering her, pushing in his cock at an angle while pulling her ass as far apart as possible so that the camera could capture the penetration. Not that Parker really watched much porn, but he gained a whole new level of respect for porn actors for having to have sex like this.

“On your right.”

A feminine voice whispered the warning to him before a frail pair of arms appeared in front of him. Replacing the sight of his cock slowly but surely disappearing between her plump ass cheeks was a handheld camera pointing at it.

‘How comfortable are you with controlling the camera yourself, Mister Parker?’

‘Hm?’ Because it was mostly Jessica and Carter speaking, having a question directed at him caught Parker off-guard. ‘Oh, um, I can try. Why?’

‘Perfect! We’ll be sure to inform you when it’s about to happen, but having a top-down view of the coitus is an easy money shot to include in the final product.’

‘Oh, ok.’ If that’s how it was, Parker felt almost obliged to concur; after all, they needed all the easy money shots they could take. ‘In that case, yeah, I’d be down to do it.’

‘Excellent! When we hand you the handheld camera, Mister Parker, if the position calls for it, we will replace your hands with a pair of hands covered with green gloves—’

‘Actually—’ Jessica’s interruption caught Carter’s attention, who immediately stopped to direct his smiling gaze towards her. ‘—sorry, but actually, if it involves someone else touching me, could we go with another option?’

So, Jessica was willing to strip down to her birthday suit in front of a stranger and fuck in the presence of a crowd of people she didn’t know, but someone else touching her was off limits? Words Tiffany spoken during their last meeting came back to him: ‘You can’t call yourself a slut when the only other person you’ve had sex with since the start of your relationship with Hunter is in this room!’ Parker remembered being caught off-guard with this statement as well, but it at least was consistent with Jessica’s request just now. It seemed like, despite being as “adventurous” as she was, she was pretty loyal. Or maybe loyal wasn’t the exact word—maybe something like “picky”?

‘Oh, certainly! In that case, we’ll simply have one of my crew film the top-down shots. I will apologize in advance, Mister Parker, for encroaching into your private space and hope it is not too distracting.’

‘No worries.’

Since the camerawoman had to adjust the LCD screen of the handheld camera so that she could see it from her position, Parker’s view was essentially completely restricted. All he had to go off was feel and the few bits he could see from around the camera and her hands and arms, which luckily was enough.

Jessica, noticing the slight change in Parker’s movements, turned her head back to confirm the cause: the curtain of black hair and the bird mask on her face hid her facial expressions, but Jessica could tell how enamored with Parker’s dick she became all the same. But who could blame her? Parker’s dick was incredibly captivating, as beautiful as it was big.

Still, something about the sight arose within her a need to gloat. Thankfully, she was in the perfect position to do exactly that.

“Ooh, your massive cock is tearing my slutty pussy apart so much…” It wasn’t like she was saying these things just to gloat. The pleasure from the monster of a cock that was entering her probably would’ve been enough as it was, but the empowering feeling of knowing how jealous the camerawoman was of her made it all the easier for the words to come out of her mouth. “It’s so big—” the effects of her dirty talk were clearly starting to even affect the camerawoman, whose hands started to shake ever so slightly. Jessica allowed a satisfied grin to appear on her lips, as it was hidden from the camera—one of which, she noticed, was focused on her swaying tits—anyway. “—ooh yeah, destroy my naughty little cunt~”

“Don’t expect to be able to hop away next morning by the time I’m done with you.”

The words, with a slight growl mixed in, while cheesy, turned Jessica on even more. “What makes you think I’d even want to?” Even more arousing than Parker’s dirty talk was the deepened breathes she noticed the camerawoman taking. That’s right. I get to be fucked this cock while all you can do is watch.

Parker could feel how much more aroused Jessica was becoming with how much tighter she was becoming, but he stopped himself short of saying it. After all, it was most likely due to the fact that they were fucking in front of everyone, and mentioning them in the shoot wasn’t very well something he could say lest he break the fourth wall.

The camera lingered a bit longer before Parker was finally given full vision of Jessica again, which he took advantage of by hastening the pace of his entering her. Parker noticed Jessica lifting herself onto the balls of her toes, and as much as he appreciated it, it only slightly helped the awkward downward angle he had to thrust at.

“Fuck, oh god, there’s so much…”

Despite everything: their circumstance, the cameras and crew members all over the place, the bright lights and the self-consciousness, Jessica’s albeit slightly exaggerated moaning still turned him on. The emphatic way she fed the camera eye-candy and the mics ear-candy definitely made it easier for Parker to get into it. “How badly do you want it?”

“Tommy—” Parker pressed his cock against her walls, just so happening to align with a sweet spot and eliciting a moan from Jessica.

“Huh, you little slut?”

“I need you, all of you, so badly it hurts! Please—”

“All of me?” Parker stopped pushing in to push the tip of his dick against her walls, eliciting another explosive moan from her. “Hm, I don’t know if you can handle it with how fucking tight you are.”

“I can! Shove everything you have left inside me!”

“I see you don’t have a very good sense of self-preservation for a rabbit.”

Jessica could tell Parker was trying really hard to play up to the role he was cast in, and that made her appreciate him all the more. She was honestly extremely grateful that Parker was as good of a sport as he was and let her do all these things she wanted to try with him. Although a part of her still felt guilty for blackmailing him into getting used to, as he put it, ‘her antics’, a larger part of her was thankful that Parker was now more accepting of them, which was clearly shown in how hard Parker was trying for this shoot. And, knowing that turned her on so much more.

“Nng, shit!”

Her back arched, the camera making sure to catch the vigorous bouncing of her assets as the hilting maneuver sent an electric shock up and down her spine. The tension in her nethers tightened, the feeling of her vaginal walls being torn open by Parker’s monster and her butt cheeks being parted not by Parker’s cock but his hands … the warmth—the heat—and the snugness and the fullness skyrocketed that ecstatic feeling welling up inside her, amplified by what had to be the jealous gaze of the onlooking crew members.

As much as Jessica wanted to just lose herself and completely drown in ecstasy, she knew she had to keep her promise to guide him through this. Which was a shame because Jessica was starting to feel like Parker had a proper handle on things as it was, but it quickly became apparent that wasn’t the case as, after half a minute of grinding against her sheathed to the hilt inside her, he started thrusting inside her for the next minute or two. And as crazy it made Jessica, and as much as Jessica wanted to just relish in that feeling, and as much as she wanted to continue flaunting the fact that she had access to Parker’s amazing dick to everyone else, she knew the simple in-and-out motion wasn’t enough for the camera—and, frankly, for herself, too.

“Is that really all you’ve got?”

Parker wasn’t going particularly fast or hard, and most of the reason was a mechanical one: his hands were busy pushing apart Jessica’s bountiful bottom apart for the camera, which was recording their hot connection from the side and downwards. Despite the amount of times Carter emphasized their comfort and doing what was comfortable as opposed to sexy for the camera, Parker couldn’t help but be a little conscious about it: in fact, while Jessica and Carter were talking, Parker did some quick research on his phone for tips to use.

And, while Parker recognized the challenging question as Jessica fulfilling her promise of guiding him through this, he wasn’t sure how capable he was of following through.

“Mister Tommy, while the camera crew very much appreciates all the effort you are putting in to give them good shots, please do not prioritize that over attending to Miss Mia as best you can. If it helps, pretend none of us are here, and you and your beautiful girlfriend are doing some normal, bedside roleplay.”

That was the greenlight Parker needed to respond to Jessica with, “You think you can handle more?”

“What? Are you scared?”

“Careful, little rabbit.” This time, the growl that he intended to follow up with his warning died in his throat, his self-consciousness getting the better of him. After all, if Carter wanted him to be more comfortable, that also included that kind of stuff he was playing up, right?

“Does my pussy feel so good that you’re afraid you’ll cum right away if you fuck me any harder?”

Parker stopped, his hands migrating away from her rump and around to her hips. “It’s just—” well, he couldn’t very well say that the thing inhibiting him was playing up the fucking to the camera. What could he say? One slight squeeze of her hips that caused his fingers to start to feel her hipbone gave him the answer he needed. “—I didn’t want to break you—” oh wait, wasn’t he now slipping out of his role as Jessica’s ‘predator’? He shouldn’t be as caring as he was about to present himself. “—the spoils of my hunt, before I could fully enjoy it.”

“Look at you, poor little puppy,” she cooed, barely able to hide the strain in her voice as she grinded against his crotch, “too afraid to ravage his prey because he’s afraid he’ll finish before his prey does.”

“If you want it so badly—” This was very clearly the direction Jessica was trying to take this. This was the ‘proper’ response. Right? Admittedly, Parker was back to forcing himself a bit, but this kind of forcing himself was a great deal easier than what he was doing before. “—I’ll make you cum so hard, you forget your name.”

From the first stroke, in which Parker withdrew nearly two-thirds of his cock before slamming it back inside her, Jessica could tell that her egging—or rather, her instructions masked as egging—worked. “Oh, fuck—”

“You wanted—” another thrust, another explosive moan erupting from Jessica’s throat, “—me to—” another thrust, empowered further by the additional grip he employed on her hips, “—fuck you like—” as he ramped his speed up, Jessica could start to feel her tits swaying even more wildly than before. “—this?” She was sure the camera was catching them, but she couldn’t be sure; her eyes were currently rolled to the back of her head, lips parted, a noise that sat somewhere between a moan and a scream erupting from her vocal cords as each thrust pounded into her the pleasure of Parker’s cock that she had grown to love over the weeks and months.

“Yes! More, harder!” When it soon became evident that Parker hadn’t interpreted the words the way she wanted to, she tried again. “Is that all you can do?”

Pairing the taunting words with a playful shake of her ass communicated everything Parker needed to reply with a, “You never let me just be nice to you, do you?” He paused briefly, grabbing a handful of her plump bottom with both hands, letting the camera capture it before letting it go and watching it jiggle. He then followed it up with a prompt smack, the impact of his palm causing the fat to jiggle for a second longer.

“Yes! Fuck, yes!”

After repeating the motion a few times, the escalating moans and encouraging words built to a point where Parker wasn’t sure if Jessica was just saying ‘more!’ for the camera or if she was trying to push him into going further. Considering they were shooting a porno though, and also considering it was Jessica, the weary man figured it was better safe than sorry, or rather more intense than not, and replaced the slapping of her ass with pushing two of his digits into her currently unoccupied hole.

At that point, Parker was so focused on Jessica and the cameras that he had completely forgotten about everything else; although Jessica never stopped singing for their audience, Parker had completely clammed up, but the tradeoff was more focused and intense effort. When a third finger entered her ass, Jessica was already nearing her climax, so close to the edge she could almost feel that orgasmic rush of dopamine and oxytocin surging through her veins.

Parker was running into a separate issue, however. Don’t stay on the same thing, keep switching it up—that was the thought process that was fueling him. But there wasn’t anywhere further to go now that he was three fingers and seven-and-a-half inches deep inside Jessica, was there? Her backdoor was already suffocatingly tight as it was, so adding more fingers was out of the question. Then, what should he do?

One glance upwards gave him the answer he needed: out of the corner of his eyes, as he trained his gaze on the back of Jessica’s head, hair tousling back and forth in synch with his thrusts, he just barely made out the swaying motion of her tits.

But was it going to ruin the line of sight of the cameras?

Parker stopped himself short of that thought process, reminding himself to not worry about the camera, as Carter mentioned. He leaned forward, transitioning from the pistoning motion he was doing to more of a grinding motion, his hands wrapping around Jessica’s stick-like arms that were somehow seamlessly transferring the force of his thrusts into the wall all the same. “Look at how busy these bunnies are, shaking around so much to get my attention,” Parker said after finally remembering to speak, this time in a lower tone being that his mouth was closer to her ear. It was only after he said those words that he remembered he shouldn’t be talking like that and hoped the audio would compensate for him.

“They are really eager to play. Cute, aren’t they? Do you like them?”

“Well,” Parker made sure to project a little more this time, grabbing handfuls of her bountiful bosom, his fingers sinking right into the plush texture of her tits as he squeezed them, “if they want to play so bad, who am I to deny them?”

As his hands were busy elsewhere, keeping up the rhythmic pumping he was doing before became more difficult; he noticed Jessica was starting to help by rocking back and forth to match his pace, but the slapping of wet skin on wet skin diminished significantly. In place of that was Parker kneading and rolling the softness on her chest with his fingers and palms, something he figured was much more camera-friendly.

“Mmm, just because they’re my bunnies doesn’t mean you have to be scared to play rough~”

Parker bit back a grimace—he was still being too self-conscious of the cameras and the presence of everyone else in general. He could actually start to feel sweat starting to form on his forehead, although he wasn’t sure if it was from the lightning, the many bodies in a relatively confined space, or the physically intensive activity he was currently doing.

“What kind of a mom is ok with a stranger playing rough with her kids? And you wanted me to give you some more?”

“They’re mine, I can take th—oh, fuck!”

“You like that, huh?” After having spent the entire time teasing her areola by rubbing his knuckles around the sensitive area but never touching the teat, Parker had built ample suspense in Jessica that was released all at once when he suddenly pinched the hardened nub. “You love getting railed from behind while having your nipples squeezed?”

“Tommy, fuck—”

This time, Jessica was interrupted by the door next to them suddenly opening. It was only then that Parker suddenly remembered the setting of the shoot, how they were supposedly in the hallway next to a room full of bustling partying people, and couldn’t help but tense at the sight of a couple emerging from the opened door and walking out of it, albeit away from them. While it seemed like they weren’t paying any mind to himself and Jessica, the reaction to the sudden interruption was still felt on Parker; Jessica’s pussy tightened, causing a light grimace to appear on Parker’s face that was thankfully covered by his mask.

Was that a part of the script Carter went over when he wasn’t paying attention?

It took a while for Parker to recover from the shock, and it was Jessica who helped him snap out of it by lightly pushing against him with her rear.

“You got tighter from that, you horny, nympho rabbit. You really get that aroused at the fear of getting caught, and even more when you do get caught, do you?”

Jessica nodded fervently, back arched and head thrown back more than before, grinding against his groin with more fervor. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it—”

“But we don’t want to be interrupted again, do we?”

As exposed he felt fucking in such an open area despite this being a shoot, the biggest reason Parker was hoping Jessica would agree to moving was how much his thighs were burning from maintaining the awkward position for so long. He also remembered Carter mentioning how they had a bedroom set prepared if they wanted to use it, and at that moment, Parker wanted nothing more than to relieve his legs with the help of a soft mattress.

“No, we don’t.”

Parker could hear the hesitation in Jessica’s voice and felt all sorts of relief when she ended up agreeing.

“Mister Tommy, if you are able, would you mind carrying Miss Mia like that to the bedroom, still attached?”

While Parker could feel Jessica’s reaction to the suggestion, Parker took a little longer to answer. However, his next words weren’t directed to the director, but to his partner. “And, knowing how much of a hopeless slut you are, I bet you don’t’ want to be separated from my cock for even one second.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

As innocent as Jessica was trying to portray herself, Parker could feel her arousal spiking; her pussy started to clench around his dick so tightly that he nearly let out a wince. “Let me show you.” Taking a second to bend down and another to brace, his hands captured the back of her knee and lifted her light frame straight up.

“Oh!” It took Parker another few seconds to get accustomed to the increased strength Jessica’s pussy squeezed his cock with, making sure his grip of her was secure enough before beginning to walk. “Oh my god—” Parker tried his best to not look at the cameras capturing the view around them, of Jessica’s legs lifted and spread apart in the air and bent at around shoulder-level by his hands in a V-formation, the view of Parker’s cock wedged deep inside Jessica’s core as he walked being the focal point of one of the cameras. “—fuck, Tommy—”

While his thighs were now being relieved of their strenuous duty, it was now his arms that were beginning to struggle; not only did the position make it awkward to walk, both because of the additional weight and his limited visibility, but also because of how slowly he was walking. As much as he would’ve loved to just sprint to the bedroom, that wasn’t a possibility for two reasons: one, slowing down his pace was the best way to ensure his balance of Jessica was as steady as possible, and two, he figured a slower pace was what was best for the cameras.

“—oh god, you’re hitting so deep inside me!”

Thankfully, the walk to the bedroom was a short one; even as light as Jessica was, holding her in that awkward position proved to be as strenuous as he remembered it being with Tiffany. When he dumped Jessica onto the bed, the downward momentum caused them to detach, earning a whimper from the horny woman.

“You really can’t be separated from my cock for more than one second, can you?” he asked, throwing the black deep V-neck shirt he was wearing to the side.

Jessica lifted her head, adamantly shaking it at him. “Why are you all the way over there? Come here, it’s getting lonely already…”

God, why did Jessica have to sound like a wounded animal while saying those words? And why did they turn him on so much?

Parker sat down on the bed, almost having to fight off a Jessica who was clambering to get in his lap. “Wait.” Parker wasn’t actually feeling impatient or frustrated at Jessica interfering with him attempting to get into position, but he hoped that emotion came through in his words. However convincing it was though, Jessica immediately obeyed, sitting patiently between his legs as Parker laid down on the mattress. “Ok. Knock yourself out.”

Jessica let out an excited squeal, turning around and mounting him in a reverse-cowgirl position. It wasn’t much later that she had taken all seven-and-a-half inches inside her, and not much later after that she started riding him.

“Ooh, fuck, it’s so good~”

All Parker could do was match Jessica’s fervor, his hands tightening around her waist for additional leverage to slam the entire weight of her body back down on his dick after reaching the apex of each bounce. When he saw one of the cameras that were focusing on him near him, Parker started to wonder what was happening in the corner of his mind, a question which was promptly answered by a brief, whispered, “Excuse me, do you mind?”

Parker, realizing the cameraman was asking permission to shoot another POV shot, nodded. He moved his hands to her ass and spread the plump cheeks apart as the handheld camera came into view, pointing directly at their connection. This time, however, the LCD screen was pointed directly at him, giving Parker a view of the juicy ass that was bouncing up and down his dick from the other side of a camera’s lens.

“How is that shot?”

Parker gave the cameraman a nod, given a thanks, and continued holding the camera there for a few more seconds before pulling away.

As much as Jessica wildly riding him was stimulating him, that brief interaction reversed some of that work. It was weird enough to be fucking in the presence of so many people and so many cameras, but to talk directly to one of the camera operators was even more strange. Not to say that Parker really faulted the cameraman for doing what he did, as it did seem to be the best course of action … he just hoped they got another money shot from it.

No matter how wild Jessica got, she still maintained good posture, her back straightened and her hands planted firmly on his legs as she bounced up and down on his lap. And, he had to admit, Jessica looked damn good while doing so; even from before her and Hunter moved next door to him, Parker had always regarded Jessica as one of the most photogenic people he knew, and that photogenic quality was being put on full display for the cameras of the porno shoot. It wasn’t much later that Parker could feel his climax approaching.

‘Regarding the cum shot; Miss Jessica, how would you like to do it?’

‘Oh! I had my tubes tied, so we can do that inside if that works best for everyone.’

Carter nodded. ‘Generally, for these kinds of shoots, we prefer not to enhance the cum shot by artificial means, so I believe doing so inside would produce the best results while sticking to our guns, so to speak, of staying relatively amateur-ish. Are you ok with this, Mister Parker?’

Jessica grinned and bumped her shoulder with his before he could answer. ‘I th-What?’

‘He won’t have a problem with it, he’s had plenty of practice cumming inside me already.’

Parker rolled his eyes, feeling the tips of his ears burning a bit at that. ‘Jess—Honey, you’re lathering it on a little thick, aren’t you? Save it for the shoot.’

‘Oh, like how you’re going to lather my pussy with your thick, creamy cum?’

‘J-Babe, Carter’s right there.’

To that, Jessica only giggled. ‘I know.’

Parker stared at Jessica’s smiling visage for a few more moments with a perplexed expression before turning back to Carter to say, ‘No, I don’t mind. Sorry, please excuse my Jessica for that, she gets a little excited sometimes.’

‘Oh! No worries at all! Seeing the beautiful couple getting along so well bodes well for today’s shoot!’

“You wanted to be impregnated, didn’t you?”

“Ooh god, yes!”

The wet sounds of her ass slapping against his damp groin was growing louder and louder as Parker neared the edge. Was it drowning out his words? Surely not, right?

“You wanted to feel me pumping your womb full with my seed?”

“Please! Yes, god yes!”

But the closer he got to his climax, the more self-conscious and hesitant he became. Carter made sure to tell him to not worry about the optics of the cum shot, as the money shot for shooting it inside came after the orgasm and not during, but Parker couldn’t help but think about it all the same.

“Give it to me! Give it all to me! Fill me with your thick, creamy seed! Breed me!”

Parker cleared his head of those thoughts. He didn’t need to worry about that; all he needed to focus on was Jessica. A few more thrusts and a few more grunts later, the tension in his nethers exploded outwards, the resulting stream of cum shooting straight into the sterile womb of the rabbit-mask wearing woman. As much as she was already drenching his cock with her juices, feeling the orgasming cock shuddering deep within her heat pushed herself over the edge as well.

“Oh god, fuck, it’s so hot—”

Honestly, Parker didn’t know how Jessica was able to go on for so long using that type of language and still sound so sexy while doing so, but he was thankful for it regardless because it meant all Parker had to do was to ride out his orgasm. When it subsided, a satisfied moan and sigh came out of both Jessica and Parker, respectively.

Just when Parker was thanking his lucky stars that it was all finally over, Carter shouted another set of instructions. “One more thing; I’m sorry Mister Tommy, but do you mind taking the camera and getting a closeup of the finished product?”

He could hear Jessica giggling at that but didn’t mind it, nodding and accepting the handheld camera being handed to him from the side. After that, a final shot was taken of the viscous fluid leaking out of her bruised and battered hole before the shoot wrapped up. The two of them thanked everyone, Jessica with much more gusto than Parker, with the crew shouting ‘Thank you’s and ‘Good job!’s back before they started making their way back to the screening room that had their normal clothes.

“It’s a shame we have to give that shirt back, babe,” Jessica noted, nodding at the shirt Parker had put back on, “It makes your abs look so juicy.”

“Juicy? Is that a good thing?”

She laughed at that. “Of course! Looking at it just makes me want to eat it all up.”

Jessica, for whatever reason, elected to not put her outfit back on, walking hand-in-hand with Parker back to the screening room with her top still pushed above her boobs and her bejeweled shorts in her other hand. After changing back to the clothes they arrived in, Carter entered the room.

“Oh my goodness, the beautiful couple did spectacular!” Parker couldn’t tell what part of the emphatic way he said that was the person he was and how much of it was playing it up for his ‘customers’, or whatever they were to his business, but he appreciated it all the same. It sounded so genuine that Parker felt he had no choice but to feel like his concerns were unfounded. “Oh, and Mister Parker and Miss Jessica may take off the masks now.” To that sentence, Parker breathed a sigh of relief, reaching around his head to slip the string attaching the dog mask off his face. Jessica followed suit, both masks ending up on the table separating them and Carter. “Everything is looking wonderful, we will just be doing some editing and will probably release the finished version in a week or two. Did Miss Jessica, or Mister Parker, want the link to the video when it does?”

“Ooh, yes please! You have my email, right?”

Carter nodding, beaming at Jessica. “Yes! No problem, I will send the link over when it is ready. Be cautious however, because we will be masking the link in an email that might appear to be spam, so please check your incoming emails carefully.” Seeing Jessica nod in understanding, he continued, “That was the first thing I wanted to come over here for. The second thing was to offer the bonus.”

“Oh! You hear that, babe? Told you~”

While the two sat in the room waiting for Carter, Parker told Jessica of his concerns about the video, all of which were dismissed by Jessica. Seeing the grin on her face made Parker break out into a smile of his own. “Yeah yeah, I got it.”

“I have an excellent feeling about how this one will turn out; many thanks to Mister Parker for complying with all the directions I provided. I hope it wasn’t as terrible as you initially thought?”

To be frank, it was just as embarrassing and nerve-wracking as he thought it would be, but after he got into the swing of things, it became less so. Focusing on the cameras and lasering his attention in on Jessica definitely helped alleviate some of that embarrassment and nervousness, but still, the amount of relief Parker felt after finally being able to put underwear back on was something he never thought he’d feel. “It was … ok. I’m just glad it’s over, honestly.”

The room boomed with Carter’s hearty laughter. “I see. If it makes you feel any better, I believe you performed amazingly next to your beautiful girlfriend.”

Carter let them go a short while after, but as they took the elevator down, another gnawing feeling of anxiousness he knew he would feel was reignited. It was when they stepped out of the elevator that Parker piped up. “Hey, what would you do if someone you knew ever found that video?”

“Hm?” Jessica said, turning to him.

“I mean … wouldn’t that be really awkward? And it would be pretty obvious that the other person wasn’t Hunter, right?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry too much about it. The chances that video being watched by a friend or something out of all the porn that exists in the world is slim to none. And even if they did, I doubt they would be able to tell; I’ve seen some of that studio’s other work, and they even modulate the voices of their actors and actresses.”

“Yeah, but … I mean, I doubt my parents watch any porn, but if they somehow find that video…” The thought alone was to start draining the color from Parker’s face.

“But, like, how would they find it? A friend of theirs who does watch porn sending it to them?”

Parker could only chuckle at the thought. “I don’t know. A friend of a friend, or maybe a son or something.” Turning to see the nonchalant on Jessica’s face made him continue, “What about you? What about your parents?”

Jessica shrugged. “They’re not the type of people to even associate with people who watch porn. But even if they somehow do find it, I couldn’t really care less what they think of it, or me.”

Parker kicked himself. The topic of her parents always seemed like a sore subject to Jessica with how infrequently she talked about them, but the jerk reaction to the thought of his own parents finding that video caused him to forget that. He remembered back to the day of Hunter and Jessica’s wedding, how in the place of Jessica’s parents sat a man who was later introduced to be the professor who advised her when she was in graduate school.

“I see. Sorry to hear that.”

Hearing Parker’s dejected response, Jessica turned to him and bumped his shoulder. “Hey, don’t be like that. It’s fine, it’s all behind me anyway.”

“Oh. Ok.”

Seeing as that barely affected him, Jessica decided to switch subjects while they climbed into Parker’s car. “Hey, there’s this girl I know from my childhood that I think would really get along well with you. Do you wanna meet her?”

Parker gave Jessica a cautious look after pulling out of the parking spot before responding with, “Um, sure?”

“Great! Ooh, she’ll love you, I’m sure of it.”

Parker didn’t really know what to make of that. After all, not everything about Jessica was sexual, was it?

“Oh, by the way, thanks for agreeing to carry me like how you carried Tiffany the other day.”

Jessica giggled at the sight of Parker’s face falling; she could’ve sworn she could almost see the mental facepalm he was doing. “Uh, no prob—actually—” admitting this was against his competitive nature, but if it meant Jessica would finally stop trying to one-up herself with her crazy antics, he figured it was worth throwing away his pride and admitting defeat, “—you ended up, what did you call it? ‘Soiling’ me or something?”

To his dismay, Jessica shook her head. “You have to take initiative on me and do everything on your own accord. I could tell how much you were forcing it—which I super appreciate, by the way—”

“Mmhm…”

“—but that doesn’t constitute as ‘soiling’ you, at least in my book. When the day comes that you fuck me like that because you want to is the day that I’ll consider that mission a success.”

Despite everything, Parker couldn’t help but sigh in relief. The help he earned with Tiffany from Jessica aside, he was thankful he gained at least one positive from all of this, as he was sure that day would never come.

Hmm, something about Jessica’s parents, and something about another girl Jessica wants to introduce to Parker? 🤔