Content Decisions

“Have you considered, and this is just a suggestion,” Sabrina asked, “Just telling John that he can do whatever he wants to you, I’ll film it, and you get a smokin’ hot boy-girl sex scene if you want to use it? And you get fucked good?”

Amanda almost spit out her drink and glared at Sabrina. You’d migrated from the restaurant to Amanda’s apartment - keeping in mind that anything you filmed for Amanda needed to not be able to be cross-referenced to Sabrina’s videos, including the background. The three of you were sitting in her little living room, which was made up of two couches and a side table with a lamp in the corner of her ‘main room.’ Her place was a little smaller than Sabrina’s (or yours) but had come more fully furnished, so she had nicer couches, some decor on walls, and other little bits and pieces that made it feel a little more lived in rather than lived through.

“I did, actually,” Amanda said as she set her water down. The three of you were hydrating appropriately before what was to come. “And while it would be super fun, and I’d probably cherish it to my dying fucking day as some of the best sex ever - and I mean that, John - it would be totally over whatever lines I decide to draw and super unusable. A blowjob scene, though, I still haven’t made a final decision on so having that in my back pocket could actually be helpful.”

“So I‘m filming you giving my boyfriend a sloppy, nasty blowjob?” Sabrina asked with a grin.

“Why do you have to say it like that, baby?” you asked with a sigh.

“Because that’s what makes a blowjob scene good,” Sabrina said.

“Yeah, she’s not wrong about that,” Amanda said, starting to blush a little. “And considering my, um, ‘brand’-” she hefted her tits in her dress, “-I’ll probably use them too. I assume you’re good with that, John?”

“Of course I am, gorgeous,” you said.

“No shit he is,” Sabrina snickered.

“I had to ask,” Amanda rolled her eyes. “Um, I mean, I’ve sucked your dick before so… was there anything I did that you didn’t like? Any, I don’t know, professional boundaries or something?”

“Work the shaft, play with the balls,” your girlfriend chipped in.

“Sabrina,” you sighed, shaking your head. Then you focused on Amanda. “No, nothing stands out as not good from before.”

“Make sure you do dirty talk,” Sabrina added. “Actually - stylistic choice, do you want John to do dirty talk or be more silent? Because, like, my fans like John’s dirty talk because it gets me talking even dirtier too, but yours are used to your solo stuff and not hearing you talking with a guy.”

“Um… Jeez, I don’t know,” Amanda said. “Let’s go with… quiet, I guess? So that if I ever do have to show it to a boyfriend or potential husband he’s not listening to you. If that’s OK.”

“Amanda,” you said, leaning forward and reaching out to take her hand. You were sitting on one couch, just next to her on the other at the corner. “This is your product. I’m happy to help you test the waters with this; you’re a beautiful, sexy woman, and unless you’re looking for something we haven’t done before, I’m down to do this your way.”

Amanda sucked in a big breath and let it out slowly. “OK. Fuck, I feel like I’m just as nervous as the first time I ever posted a nude to begin with. And I’m not even posting it.”

“We don’t need to film anything at all,” you offered.

“No, no, I do want to do it,” Amanda assured you. “And then I want to lez out with Sabrina to get you hard again so we can fuck you senseless.”

“Bold words, hon,” Sabrina chuckled. “He’s proven he can take me and Gemma on pretty consistently. Plus there was the foursome.”

“OK, fair,” Amanda laughed.

“I’ll take it as a challenge,” you grinned. “OK, so do you want to change, or me to change? And where do you want to film it?”

“And what about camera angles? I’m happy to be camera woman, but you can also go with John’s PoV. Guys love that angle in videos,” Sabrina suggested.

The next fifteen minutes were the usual pre-filming blur of technical details and management, decision making and testing of camera angles and lighting. But it was all mixed in with explicit, sexual moments. Where was Amanda going to suck your cock, and what would be the best lighting? Make sure there was a key light from this angle so there wasn’t a weird shadow, and that your legs weren’t going to be in the way of a side-on shot of either her mouth on your cock, or her tits. Did that mean the couch, a kitchen chair or the bed would be better? Was the black dress good in the lighting, or did she look washed out? Did it blend too much with your slacks when there should be contrast? What about when her chest was pressed to your legs or crotch?

By the time it was time to call Action and start the recordings, you were already good and teased. And that didn’t even account for the moments of grabass. Sabrina was the most blatant, with you and Amanda, going hands-on with a smirk on her face whenever she had half a reason to. You gave her some swats on the butt in return, making her laugh, and a few kisses as well. Amanda got some kisses too, relaxing the two of you even though the intimacy felt like it was going to be much easier to fall into than last time. The kisses led to you finally getting your hands on her ass, giving it a good squeeze and making her laugh breathily as she grinned at you.

“Alright,” Sabrina, as acting Director, declared. “We should be good to go. John?”

“Ready,” you nodded, raising Sabrina’s phone - you would film the ‘PoV’ angle from it and she’d send the file to Amanda, while Sabrina would use Amanda’s phone for different angles while controlling how much of you was showing.

“Amanda, ready to be a little cock-worshipping slut for my boyfriend?” Sabrina asked the other l with a teasing grin.

“Sabrina,” you sighed.

“I’m ready,” Amanda laughed, flashing you a grin.

“Aaaand, roll cameras - Action!”

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