A Conversation

The studio hummed with the usual post-shoot chaos as lights dimmed and crew members wrapped cables.

Episode two footage looked strong with its raw S&M edge already promising high views. Jon caught Manny near the exit while Cheri gathered her things a short distance away. He pulled the actor aside with a concerned frown.

“Manny I can tell something is off with you lately. You do not seem to trust Ally much. What is going on there.”

Manny crossed his arms his powerful frame still radiating heat from the intense scenes. “Multiple occasions now she has purposefully manipulated scenes to alienate Cheri. She also has a weird vibe any time I speak about Cheri and she acts exasperated anytime you or Dylan treat her like a valuable part of this production. She makes me feel uncomfortable in how vitriol she is in her disdain for my wife.”

Jon nodded his face hardening with understanding. “I hear you. That kind of shit cannot fly here. I will talk to Dylan about it. Can not have the star couple uncomfortable it could disrupt performance and nothing drags production down like performance issues. We will sort this out quietly but effectively. Keep crushing it on set you two. The material today is absolute fire.”

They clasped hands firmly and Jon moved toward the offices. Manny joined Cheri and they slid into the car. The engine roared to life as they left the lot. Cheri placed her hand high on his thigh squeezing the thick muscle while her eyes burned with need.

“That conversation with Jon sounded important baby,” Cheri purred her voice thick and low. “Ally keeps trying to stir drama but you shut it down perfectly. Tell me exactly what you told him. Hearing you defend me like that makes my pussy throb so hard I can barely sit still.”

Manny kept his eyes on the road one hand steering while the other pressed hers tighter against his growing bulge. “I laid it all out straight. Multiple occasions now she has purposefully manipulated scenes to alienate Cheri. She also has a weird vibe any time I speak about Cheri and she acts exasperated anytime you or Dylan treat her like a valuable part of this production. She makes me feel uncomfortable in how vitriol she is in her disdain for my wife. Jon got it immediately. Said he cannot risk our performance suffering. He is bringing Dylan into it right away.”

Cheri let out a needy moan her fingers stroking the full hard length of his cock through his pants outlining every thick vein. “Fuck that is so hot. My strong man protecting our spot in this filthy world. While you talked to him I kept replaying those punishment scenes in my head but nothing beats what I am going to do to you at home. Drive fast. I want you to bend me over the kitchen counter and destroy me the second we get inside.”

The car cabin grew heavy with raw lust as they dissected the day. Cheri described the toy filled domination in graphic strokes while pumping his shaft. “When those naughty girls were chained and taking your cock I imagined it was me getting wrecked instead. My clit is aching for the real thing. Tonight in our kitchen I want you to use every toy we have. Stuff both my holes then eat me like a starving animal on the table.”

Manny growled his cock rock hard and leaking under her grip. “You are my perfect greedy whore. I am going to fuck you senseless on every kitchen surface. Spread those thick thighs wide on the counter and slam this dick into your married cunt until you squirt everywhere. Then turn you around and pound your tight ass deep and raw.”

They barely made it through the front door before the fire exploded. Cheri yanked Manny into the kitchen shoving him against the marble island. Her hands ripped at his clothes until his massive eight inch cock sprang free throbbing and slick at the tip. She sank to her knees on the cool tile swallowing him in one hungry motion. Wet gagging sounds filled the space as she bobbed deep saliva running down her chin and dripping onto her heaving tits. Her hands worked his heavy balls rolling them while her throat squeezed around his girth.

Manny groaned loud fingers twisting in her hair as he thrust into her eager mouth. “Suck that cock you filthy slut. Get it dripping for your holes.” Cheri grabbed a thick vibrating dildo from the bag nearby hiking her dress and plunging it straight into her soaked pussy. The buzz mixed with her muffled moans vibrating through his shaft.

He pulled her up spinning her around and bending her over the island. Her massive double D tits smashed flat against the cool surface nipples diamond hard. Manny spread her ass cheeks spitting on her holes before driving his cock balls deep into her clenching cunt. The wet smack of skin echoed. “Goddamn you are fucking drenched. This kitchen is getting destroyed tonight.” He railed her with powerful strokes the island rocking. Cheri pushed back greedily her thick ass rippling. She lubed a thick anal plug with her own cream and worked it into her rear the double fullness ripping a scream of pleasure from her throat. “Yes fill both my holes. Stretch your wife open right here.”

Toys rotated in and out keeping every moment fresh. He switched swapping the dildo for his cock in her ass pounding with deep steady thrusts. Cheri reached back spreading herself wider begging hoarsely. “Deeper ruin my ass. Make me feel you for days.” His hand cracked across her cheeks leaving bright red prints. Fingers found her clit rubbing furious circles until she shattered squirting down her thighs onto the tile.

They moved to the kitchen table. Manny lifted her onto the edge dropping between her legs to devour her pussy. His tongue attacked her clit while three fingers stretched and curled inside her G spot. Cheri ground against his face flooding his mouth with hot juice. “Eat this married cunt. Make me cum all over your tongue.” He rose and slammed back inside her legs locked around his waist heels digging in as he hammered the table edge.

Fresh angles kept building. He carried her to the counter by the sink fucking her standing her back braced legs spread wide. Each upward thrust hit new depths his cock bullying her deepest spots. A wand massager pressed tight to her clit while he switched to her ass from behind over the sink. The vibrations sent her squirting again mess coating the floor. “Look at the mess your slutty holes are making. I fucking love it.”

Cheri knelt again sucking him clean tasting her own juices mixed on his shaft. She oiled her heavy tits and slid his cock between them titfucking him with sloppy enthusiasm tongue swirling the head begging for his load. He erupted painting her cleavage and neck thick ropes she scooped and swallowed greedily.

Ribbons from a drawer tied her wrists to a sturdy chair. He teased her with ice cubes from the freezer tracing her nipples belly and clit the cold making her shiver and beg before warming a glass dildo and fucking her pussy with it while rimming her ass. The contrast shattered her into another orgasm thighs quaking. “Give me your real cock. Stretch me full.”

The intense session flowed without pause. He fucked her in a standing carry against the fridge her full weight bouncing on his shaft strong arms supporting every brutal drop. Dirty talk stayed vicious and personal. “Jon knows Ally is poison. No one pushes you out. This pussy stays mine to breed every single night.” Cheri gasped cumming hard. “Fuck me harder than anyone else. Claim every hole like you own it.”

Positions explored every inch of the kitchen. Spooning on the wide bench one leg high for deep grinding strokes. She rode him reverse on a stool ass bouncing as she played with his balls. Full nelson against the pantry him lifting and dropping her body onto his cock. Every thrust detailed in raw filthy glory the rippling squeeze of her walls milking him the loud wet squelch of her cream coating his balls and thighs the salty tang of sweat as he licked trails down her spine.

The kitchen reeked of sex and sweat surfaces slick with juices and cum. Cheri trembled wrecked and marked handprints bites and drying loads decorating her skin. Her pussy and ass leaked thick streams she scooped and fed to him in messy kisses. They ended with sixty nine on the floor her throat working him while he tongue fucked her cum filled cunt. The final mutual orgasm left them shaking and spent.

Manny held her close against the cabinets his cock still half hard pressed to her thigh. Their bodies glistened satisfied and locked tighter than ever. The talk with Jon had eased some pressure and their kitchen fuck fest had shattered new boundaries with toys positions and pure raw lust. The series kept heating up and so did their private nights together.