Content Thoughts and a Send Off

“I’m just saying, content-wise it would be a hot seller,” Sabrina said.

The conversation had turned from money back to content, and what Amanda felt comfortable putting online or not.

“OK, here’s how I think of it,” Amanda said and then took a breath to ensure she knew what she wanted to say. “You have John. And Gemma. They know what you’re doing, and you guys do it together. But I don’t have my John, not unless you’re trying to recruit me into your relationship and I don’t think that’s happening? Not that I’d immediately say no, I’d have to think about it because you guys are seriously amazing but I don’t know if I could share my guy like you do.”

“We’re not trying to recruit you,” you said. “And this isn’t a cult, I swear.”

That got you a wry grin from both of them.

“So everything I put online, I have to feel like I can show my future husband one day. Or wife, I guess; I’m bisexual as hell, obviously, but I kind of picture myself with a guy in the end. Anyways - Anything I put out online, I need to be able to show him because he could be affected by it at some point, right? If someone recognizes me or something. So even if I use your tips and tricks to do a shower fuck scene that only shows from the waist up and doesn’t show John’s face, it’s still something I would need my future husband to be OK with. And I feel like that’s asking a lot.”

Sabrina sighed, glancing over at you.

“Are you arguing for this so much just because you want to watch us have shower sex again?” you asked her.

“No!” Sabrina said. “Well, I mean… I don’t not want to watch it happen again, I just thought it was stupidly hot. But, OK, I get that, and it’s sweet that you’re thinking that way. But what about the pics we just took with your face and tits covered in cum? What are you gonna do, show ‘future hubby’ and then lie and say it was lotion.”

Amanda snorted and covered her mouth, and you laughed. “No,” Amanda said. “That one was hot in the moment, and I know my fans would love it, but that stays between us, OK?”

“And Gemma,” you reminded her.

“Yeah, for sure, you can show Gemma,” Amanda agreed.

“So then what about the idea of you doing a premium blowjob-titjob video?” Sabrina asked.

“That one… is more of a maybe still,” Amanda said. “I dunno, I need to think about it some more. I haven’t done any pay-per-view kinda stuff before.”

“It would do well,” Sabrina said.

“As a man who is your fan, if not a subscribing one at the moment, I would agree that your fans would definitely enjoy it,” you said.

They both smirked at you. “Now who’s angling for more sex?” Amanda chuckled.

You leaned over the table to her and kissed her, sliding your hand up to cup one of her tits through her shirt and bra. She groaned a little, raising two fingers to your jawline to keep you still as you kissed. When you finally pulled away you said, “I don’t think I need to angle for more sex, do I?”

“No,” she grinned. “No, you don’t.” Then she sighed as you sat back down in your seat at the kitchen table. “Honestly, the toss-up is what I feel like I could reasonably explain to a future serious relationship. ‘This is the one real blowjob video I did, with another professional, and was a premium content thing that didn’t get released widely’ feels a lot easier to sell than ‘And here’s my face covered in professional cum’ for some reason.”

“Well, whatever you decide, you need to do it quickly,” Sabrina said with a slight frown. “And if you do want to film with John, I think we could do a trade instead of paying each other or something. What if we shoot a couple of short clips of you fucking him, but never with your face or even frontal boobs, so no one can recognize you at all? And I mean like 10 to 15 seconds, doggy style and filmed from behind - just stuff we can use as a teaser that we’re hooking up with other people.”

Amanda was clearly conflicted and blew out a long breath. “Maybe?” she hedged again.

“You don’t have to give us an answer now,” you said, reaching over to take her hand. “Just remember that we leave the city next weekend back to college, so doing stuff with us after that will require a road trip.”

“I’ll think quickly,” Amanda nodded. Then she looked at the clock and grunted. “Fuck, OK. I need to get going if I’m going to have time to get to my place, do up my face, get dressed and make it to the office in time.”

It didn’t take long for the three of you to end up at the front door, Amanda double-checking she had everything she’d come with.

“Sorry we had to spring the content stuff on you,” Sabrina said. “John and I tried to figure out how to do it in the least weird way and I think I did better than he did when he first told me, but not that much better.”

Amanda shook her head and pulled Sabrina into a hug. “I don’t think there would have been one,” she said. “And, other than the initial shock and panic, you guys… Well, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. You guys are awesome. In bed, as friends, all of it.” She shifted from hugging Sabrina to summoning you down to do the same, and you kissed her on the cheek and both grunted as you squeezed each other tightly.

“OK,” Amanda said once the hugging was over, fixing her hair momentarily. It was a little slick still from the leave-in conditioner Sabrina liked. “Last thing - maybe a weird question. John, my face with no makeup. Postable?”

You were shocked by the question for a second, blinked and frowned, then took her by the shoulders and kissed her again briefly. “Amanda,” you said. “I’ve got bad news and good news, OK? The bad news is, when you’ve got no makeup on, you lose a little of the ‘stone-cold fox’ look that you rock. The good news is that you just look even more cute than usual. Yes, absolutely postable. Your smile is delightful, I could fall into your eyes, and God your dimples.”

“Fuck your dimples,” Sabrina chuckled. “So fucking cute.”

“Thank you,” Amanda nodded and breathed out. “I just- I’m a curvy girl, OK? Confidence issues are part of the blessing and curse.”

“Well, all we see are blessings except for your back pain,” Sabrina said. “Now get outta here, and text me when you get home safe, OK?”

You kissed Amanda one last time, a firm peck, and then Sabrina did the same and Amanda was out the door.

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