"I want you to film us having sex."

"Never mind." Amber shook her head. "It's stupid."

"You can tell me."

Amber huffed. "Okay. So -- look." For a moment Amber assumed the mannerism Reese assumed she displayed in lecture halls and discussion groups, gesturing with her hands, speaking firmly, knowingly... "I'm still horny. Okay? And I really, really wanna have sex -- if that's what you want to call what we were doing -- at least one more time, and I thought it would be really, really hot if you... filmed it."

"Oh." Reese bit their lower lip. "I see."

"I don't even know the logistics of it, or if you're even into that kind of thing, or --"

"I mean, I'm into it."

"...oh. Really?" She paused. "Oh, yeah, you mentioned that."

Reese giggled. "Are you sure?"

"I mean... yeah. Yeah, I am. But it's not like you have equipment or anything."

"Umm." Reese shrugged. "I may or may not have a camera and tripod in my car right now."

Amber raised an eyebrow. "Wait, do you? Why?"

"Honestly? I flirted with mainstream videography for a while. I don't even really do it anymore, but I keep forgetting to do something with them."

"But why didn't you use the camera when you took a picture of me?"

"It's a video camera. It doesn't take great pictures."

"Oh." Amber grinned. "Well... maybe we should go get it...?"

Reese and Amber hastily dressed and made their way outside. They walked hand-in-hand to the parking lot, to Reese's car. Reese popped the trunk.

"It's so nice out," Amber said, hugging her arms to herself and swaying in the early morning breeze. "I don't know about you, but I'm really awake." She giggled. "Actually, I do know about you. I saw how much coffee you were drinking."

Reese snorted. "I am shockingly alert." They removed the tripod, closed the trunk, and hoisted the apparatus over their shoulder. It was one of those extendable models that took up little space, but it was awkward to carry, so Reese had to work to keep it balanced. "Are you sure you wanna do this?"

Amber lightly punched their solar plexus. "I'm... weirdly more sure than before, actually."

"Okay." Smiling, Reese locked their car and followed Amber back inside.

Amber quickly locked the door, turned off the movie, and climbed into bed. She sat on her knees, looking up at Reese. "So how do you wanna do this?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing."

Amber did the tongue-in-cheek thing. "Hmm... what would be... cinematic?" She giggled. "Maybe we could just... improvise?"

Reese giggled. "I'm okay with that."

"I might say some cringe-y shit."

"I'm 100% okay with that." Reese giggled.

Amber nodded. "Then c'mere."

Reese finished mounting the camera, checked the angle, the focus, everything they'd obsess over if it wasn't just right, and climbed into bed with Amber.

"Is it recording?" she asked.

"Mmhmm," they replied.

"Good."

She cupped Reese's cheek and pulled them in for a kiss, and as her tongue worked over theirs she brought her other hand up under their shirt, played over their chest and nipples, brought it up through their collar and teased the underside of their chin with her delicate fingertips.

Then she moved southward, hiking up Reese's shirt to expose their stomach, which she peppered with kisses in a lazy, rambling trail toward their crotch. She stopped when she got to their waist; she pulled down their pants just enough to expose the very base of their shaft. Amber went to work kissing that spot and the rest of Reese's pubis, while Reese took her cue and pulled their shirt off. Amber tugged at Reese's pants until the rest of their cock was exposed. She purred happily as she kissed the base of their shaft, giving it the occasional gentle lick and nip. Reese pulled their pants the rest of the way off and deposited them over the side of the bed. Amber never broke her concentration, didn't stop teasing Reese's genitals with her lips and tongue and teeth, though she'd occasionally slow down so she could lock eyes with them. At one point she winked, before dragging her tongue allllll the way down Reese's aching member, punctuated with a playful kiss on the head of their cock.

This went on for a while. Reese wanted to give Amber the opportunity to indulge her fantasies, and besides, it felt really fucking good. So they lay there, squirming at Amber's expert touch, as she made love to them with her mouth.

Then Amber scooted away, turned her back to the camera, and made a show of removing her shorts. Her ass cheeks lightly clapped together, and for a second Reese was worried they'd come right then and there. Then, with a theatrical flourish, Amber pulled her crewneck up over her head and flung it off-camera with a little twirl. She giggled as she climbed back into bed, giggled even as she brought her lips to Reese's, laughed a little into their mouth...

As they kissed Amber gently guided Reese into a supine position. She hovered over them, one hand wrapped firmly around the base of their cock, the other lovingly stroking their cheek... She nibbled on their lip, even tugged at their nose ring with her teeth, and all the while she didn't stop pleasuring them with her hand.

She kissed their neck, their chest, their stomach, as she moved along their body, still stroking, until her face was level with their cock. She blushed as she brought her lips to the head, kissed it, licked it, but when she heard Reese shudder she locked eyes with them once more, and this seemed to inspire a surge of confidence. And enthusiasm: Amber took Reese in her mouth, as much as she could take, before licking up and down their turgid shaft. She was moaning now, gleefully indulging her fetish, purring and giggling around mouthfuls of cock, never gagging even when she took the entirety of Reese's length in her mouth.

"Yeah?" she asked softly, locking eyes with Reese as she bobbed her head up and down their member. "I want..." She panted. "I want your cum."

"Yeah?" Reese echoed, eyes nearly rolling back in their head.

"Mmhmm..." Amber coated Reese's shaft with saliva as she dragged her tongue from head to base. "I need it..."

Reese was able to reach down and cup one of Amber's breasts. They gave it a gentle squeeze, prompting a happy moan. As if on cue Amber stopped her oral ministration and crawled on her hands and knees up the length of Reese's body, and when she was close enough Reese scooted down -- they were worried it would like silly on camera -- so they could wrap their lips around a nipple. Amber moaned with abandon as Reese serviced her nipples, moving from one to the other, one to the other, giving special attention to the pierced one.

It was a little difficult at first but they were able to snake their hand between Amber's legs. She was wet. Reese teased her clit, occasionally playing with the folds beyond, drawing out gasping moan after gasping moan.

"Baby..." Amber moaned.

Reese giggled. "Do you wanna... sit on my face?"

Amber nodded, chewing her lower lip. She crawled forward until she could plant her sex right onto Reese's mouth. Reese wasted no time, forming a seal around Amber's genitalia and flicking their tongue against her clitoris.

Amber straightened her body, took one of Reese's hands, and guided it to her ass. They squeezed and teased her pillowy cheeks, while their other hand made its way up her torso until it came to rest on one of her breasts. They gently tweaked and squeezed Amber's nipples, to her obvious delight.

"Fuck... I'm so close," Amber moaned, running her hand through her hair. "I wanna..." She sighed. "I want you..." With surprising grace Amber lifted herself up just enough to swivel around so that she was now facing Reese's cock. She moaned lustily as she took her lover's member in her hands, giggled as she took it between her lips.

The lovers moaned and gasped into each other's sexes, locked in a fervent 69 that, to their mutual surprise, did not end right as it began. They were both so close, so eager, but still, they made love to each other for several minutes -- Reese would later, upon reviewing the footage, discover that it had taken twelve minutes and thirty-five seconds, to be exact -- and by the time it was obvious they could go no further they were both so sore, so ready to cum, so loud, that Reese was worried someone would make a noise complaint.

"I'm cumming," Amber moaned, burying her face in Reese's crotch. "I'm..." She interrupted herself with a joyous orgasm that Reese, of course, made sure to drag out for as long as possible. When her quaking, bed-shaking orgasm finally ended she lay there, flat atop her partner, for a few moments, panting into their thigh. For a minute Reese thought Amber might want to end things here, but then she stirred, rumbled, brought her lips to their shaft and teased it with her tongue...

"Baby," she moaned, cupping Reese's balls with one hand and taking their shaft in the other, "give me your cum." She moaned it over and over again: "Give me your cum." Amber repeated this mantra as she licked and stroked and kissed and sucked, stopping only when she fully took them in her mouth and deepthroated for what felt like ages.

The telltale sign of impending orgasm approached. Reese's legs involuntarily hiked up, pressing tightly to Amber's sides. She cooed at this new development, giggled. "Cum for me," she moaned, and Reese obeyed. "Cum for me..."

Reese's cock erupted in a geyser of semen. Amber let the first few flecks of seed spackle her lips and cheeks, but then she clamped down on their cock, formed a tight seal, and took the rest of their load in her mouth. She gasped and moaned with every pump, every mouthful of cum they gave her, jerking them off, encouraging them to give her load after load. She kept jerking and sucking even after Reese was spent, swallowing up the last few bits of seed, seemingly **** for them to produce more. Then, finally, she pulled her mouth away, letting a gooey strand stretch from her lips to the head of their cock. She looked back over her shoulder, at Reese, and grinned, then she lapped up those last few bits, following it up with a quick lick of the cock to make sure. But she wasn't totally done: she shuddered and collapsed against Reese's body, took their cock back in her mouth, and continued to suck, gently this time, as if she was trying to satisfy an oral fixation.

Reese responded by gently lapping at and kissing Amber's vagina, focusing on her clit. They licked up some of the juices coating her inner thigh, eliciting a pleased giggle.

They lay there, not doing much of anything, for another minute or two, until Amber climbed off of them (wobbly, visibly aching) and hopped off the bed. "Holy shit," she said, stretching her arms until her back popped. "That was... Jesus Christ."

"Yeah?" Reese asked, coyly. They were grinning, basking in the afterglow of what was not only an incredible bout of lovemaking, but cinematic gold.

"Mmhmm..." Amber popped behind the tripod. "How do you turn this off?"

"Oh -- I'll get it." Reese begrudgingly climbed out of bed, joined Amber, and ended the video.

Amber planted her hands on Reese's shoulders. "You're gonna give me a copy, right?"

"Do you want one?" Coy, again.

Amber rolled her eyes. "Uh, yeah?" She giggled.

"Okay." They kissed her. Then she kissed them, and their tongues entered each other's mouths once more.

They couldn't sleep after that. They were invigorated.

They restarted the movie, actually watched it this time, sharing a beer. Curled around one another, holding hands, they grew intoxicated with each other's company, but to their mutual surprise they didn't have sex again that night. Reese groped Amber's breasts, Amber teased Reese with her buttocks, but they didn't go any further. They knew they couldn't top what they'd already done.

After a while they fell asleep, Amber first, then Reese, naked and spent.