The Pornstuff Girlfriend Ch. 08

We didn't speak a single word. I didn't because I thought I made myself perfectly clear. Zoey didn't because she was afraid, judging by her facial expression. The sharp silence could cut through steel.

After returning home, I heated some leftovers and got to eating. Zoey joined me a few minutes later. I didn't look at her but could sense her staring at me tentatively.

"I'm sorry, babe. I know I hurt you."

"I'm fine."

"But are we? Are we fine?"

I turned to her this time. I held both her cheeks and forced a smile. "We're fine. Never think otherwise, okay?" Then I kissed her forehead. "There were some bad judgments on both our parts. But we'll pull through it."

"You have to trust me. I didn't try to make you mad. I genuinely thought you were okay with this."

"To be honest, I was. To some extent. But I should have communicated with you better."

She gave me a faint smile and buried her head in my chest. "What now?"

"I was serious when I said that you should quit this job. I am confident about getting that job. So we should be fine financially. For now."

She didn't reply. I knew she wasn't thrilled about quitting it. But what could I do? I took her silence as agreement.

The next couple of days were weird. Well, we were fine. We were as lovey-dovey as always. Had sex every night. But I felt like we lost a certain spark. This job birthed a new Zoey. So much more playful, spicy, adventurous and more importantly - horny. Now, she was back to the old Zoey. And I missed that. God, I missed that! But she was not to blame. My weakness let her venture more than I could chew.

The next day, we were lounging on the couch watching a 90s sitcom. Zoey was not paying attention. Something was bothering her.

"Spit it out, babe," I poked her.

"What?"

"There's something on your mind."

She squirmed a bit at this. "Well, you know I already texted Jaden that I quit and he understood. But he wanted to throw a farewell party for me."

"Huh! An orgy I bet. Definitely no."

"That's what I said to him. But he was a bit pushy."

"Don't tell me you agreed to go," I raised my eyebrows at her.

"No! I just said that I would think about it and talk with you."

"And you did talk with me. I am not letting you go there again."

"Okay," she muttered. She looked visibly sad making me feel guilty for being a controlling boyfriend.

"I know you loved the job and it would be fair to join the farewell to bid them a proper goodbye. But we both know things wouldn't stop at that. I'm sorry to force things on you like this."

"I didn't love the job. It was okay. But I was earning so much. With you being unemployed this was really good for us."

"Don't worry about the money, cupcake. I'm more than sure I'm getting that IT job. The boss was really impressed with me. And we should be set then."

"Okay. But if you don't get it, we would be in actual trouble."

I put a hand on her shoulder. "I know."

"So, in case you don't get it, should we reconsider my...."

"Sure."

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"What happened? You look bummed."

It was the next morning. I sat at the kitchen counter, holding my coffee cup. I had barely sipped anything; the coffee had probably gone cold by now.

"Uhh! I got the rejection mail."

"Shit!" Zoey hugged me from the side. I was a bit afraid that she might look happy because now she could push me more for her job. But she looked visibly upset for me.

"I thought the guy would do you a solid. You had the same high school. What happened?" Zoey asked.

"He was not to blame. He called me too, saying he had to honor the recommendations of some high-profile clients. He sounded sorry."

"That's a shitty thing to do."

I chuckled. "That's how the corporate world runs, cupcake."

She sighed and said, "I'll make breakfast." She got off me and walked to get something from the cabinet.

Then Zoey turned around as if she suddenly remembered something to say. "So, for now, you should be okay if I do the porn job?"

There you go. "No, I didn't say you could do it, but that I would think about it."

"But do you have a plan? Our savings are already dwindling."

"Don't worry. I'll figure something out."

Zoey took a seat beside me and took my hands in hers. "We have already figured something out. If you could just put your jealousy aside..."

Now that hit a nerve. "Jealousy? Really? Not liking your girlfriend hanging out with her male coworkers is jealousy. Not liking her having sex with them is not," I laughed in disbelief.

"Those were not sex. And you jerked off to the videos. Didn't have any problem then," she fought back. The s-word really hit her nerves apparently.

Okay, this was not going the way I would have liked. "But things have escalated too much. And for your record, I have not laid eyes on last day's videos, even for once."

"How could you? There aren't any. I asked Jaden not to upload them, to protect your feelings. But now, I'll tell him to upload those. Let's see if you can keep yourself from watching them."

"You bet."

"Bet what? If you watch them, you should have no problem letting me continue."

"Sure, you got it."

She didn't say another word and stormed out of the kitchen.

And she was right. I wouldn't be able to refrain from watching them. I secretly checked multiple times each day to see if the videos were up. If I was going to watch it, I had to really make sure she didn't find out.

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"Going for a walk," Zoey said, not looking at me. She was still a bit cold after morning's fight. It was in the afternoon. We should be all okay before bedtime. She could never stay being mad at me more than a day.

As soon as I heard the door closed, I grabbed the laptop. Sure enough, there were a few new bts videos. She was not bluffing. Okay, two can play a game. Good luck catching me.

I played the first one. It was a compilation of Zoey trying out many dresses or the lack thereof. I'd already been shown most of these dresses that she bought that day. Between the trials, she didn't even bother going to another room or using a dressing robe or something. Just got naked before everyone.

The second video was the one where the juicy parts started. The sextoys. Hadn't she already tried them out at the store?

"What are these for?" Zoey asked Jaden, seeing him carry a couple of dildos on his hand.

"You're gonna try these out, Zo."

"What? Don't be such an ass. I'd already done that at the store."

"Oh, come on. You've already tried out the dresses twice. What's the issue with the toys?" Victor chimed in this time.

"Because a girl likes to wear new outfits."

"Trust me, a girl will love this even more. I'll make sure of it," Jaden stated, waving the black dildo in front of Zoey's face.

"Uhh!" Zoey groaned, "Fine, just get it over with."

"Hop on the couch, girl," Jaden ordered, and the naked Zoey complied.

Zoey slouched on the couch and folded her knees putting her feet on the cushion. Victor sat beside her and set her knees further apart in a commanding way. And Jaden captured the obscene close up view of her most prized flesh on display.

The camera changed hands, probably Britney. Not a good sign as that freed both of Jaden's hands.

Jaden kneeled before Zoey's spread-out pussy. He held the tip of the dildo to her entrance and slowly rubbed it, trying to push it in. But the precious hole of hers didn't give in.

"You seem a bit dry, my girl. We can't have that. We don't tolerate dry pussies in this office," Jaden declared. Then he put the thumb of his other hand on her clit and drew circles on it.

"Amen, brother," Victor said from the seat left of hers before putting one of his hands on her right tit and his lips on the other.

This seemed to be working as Zoey closed her eyes and leaned her head on the backrest. Faint whimpers escaped her lips.

But this was not enough for Jaden. After a couple of minutes, he said, "I know a way to speed things up." Then he dropped the dildo, but instead pushed two of his fingers inside Zoey's pussy. He slowly pumped them in and out.

After another minute, Jaden dove head first onto her clit. I couldn't see the scene as his head blocked the view. But it wasn't hard to guess that Zoey's little nub was getting sucked into heaven.

Seconds later, Zoey started showing symptoms of an orgasm -- curling her toes, biting the lower lip and a faint shaking. And it wasn't lost to Jaden. He got off her and quickly grabbed the dildo. This time her pussy muscles gave in and the huge black object easily entered her hole. She was wet as a beaver.

Zoey's pussy easily swallowed most of the length of the dildo and Jaden mercilessly fucked her with it. Within seconds, her body revolted like a patient under the defibrillator. A mind shattering orgasm swept her body.

Both of the guys got off her but Zoey was still shaking.

"Wow!" Jaden said before grabbing the camera from Britney and turning it off.

Goddamn. That was the most intense orgasm I had ever seen on Zoey. I took a mental note; we needed to incorporate more toys in the bedroom.

Like before, I didn't even realize I had my dick out. But I already made my peace with the fact that Zoey's debaucheries turned me on insanely. I just wished she had put some leash on these events so my anger didn't ruin this. I clicked play again and hoped the next ones wouldn't escalate much.

Zoey was sitting in the same seat except her ass was more scooted over to the edge and her body was more laid back. Didn't have to look hard for the reason of this posture. The pink starfish of her nether region was out in the air. It was wet and slimy as Victor was rubbing lubes on it.

"This is scary. I have never done this," Zoey mumbled.

"It will be fine. Buttplugs are designed for easy entry. You won't feel a thing. It's even easier than putting a dick in there, well, unless it's a massive log," Victor assured her.

"I hope. Though my boyfriend isn't big."

"Damien's a lucky dude. You're trying so hard to prepare your ass for him," Britney chimed in. She was sitting on the armrest of the couch, watching the show. The camera was placed on a tripod probably. Jaden was nowhere to be seen this time.

"It's the least I can do for him. He's the best boyfriend. Really supporting and secure in all this. So, I wanna surprise him with my backdoor," Zoey said with an appreciating smile on her face.

"Oooh!," Zoey gasped all on a sudden, but not in pain. She was surprised more likely. The cause was one of Victor's finger being buried to the hilt inside her butthole. He took full advantage of the distraction.

"Relax you muscle, yes like that," Victor cooed toward her. After a minute of the finger penetration, another finger joined. "See? Is it that bad? The lube does the heavy lifting."

"I guess," Zoey muttered. She had a mixture of uneasiness and pleasure on her face.

After another couple of minutes, Britney handed a small buttplug to Victor. He put some lube on it, making the metal even more shiny.

"It's time,"

Zoey trembled and seemed like she had a second thought. But finally, she calmed down.

Victor began pushing the tip and the slippery wall of her anus didn't fight back much. But once it reached the thicker part it seemed to get stuck.

"Just the thickest part, once it's in, your ass is sealed shut."

"I don't think.... Ouch!" Zoey screamed. She closed her eyes in pain as Victor popped the widest part of the cone. Only the sparkling pearly handle of the plug poked out of her tight asshole.

"Now, walk a bit. Keep it inside the whole day. You should be stretched enough for Damien. He's small after all."

"No...." Zoey sounded a bit uncomfortable, "But it doesn't matter, it's the person attached to it that does."

The video ended then.

Wheww! That was a bit out there. I was not small per se, your average John. Still stung a little hearing my girl talk about the size. I didn't think for a sec that she was intentionally trying to humiliate me. She was just blunt about it. To be honest, if she was rather trying to boast about my endowment, that would mean she was ashamed of my size. I was not insecure about my dick, she was happy with it, all was good. Right?

But she was putting out her ass for me. I used to tease her sometimes about trying the fire exit, but she always brushed it off. I didn't prod further. But that day could have been my lucky day only if I didn't mess it up with my jealousy.

No. I took a deep breath. I didn't mess it up. It was a perfectly reasonable reaction. I will get another chance. Surely.

As much as I got nauseated seeing my girlfriend bare it all to the boys and getting so intimate, one good thing from this was that I found out Zoey was so appreciative of my support in all this. She thought I was very secure. But still I flipped out that day. Did that mean she thought I had become insecure? Surely not. She must have realized she was in the wrong.

Anyway, to the next one. The scene popped up where it all began to escalate -- Zoey getting pegged hard. Sure, technically it was even less intimate than getting eaten out or fingered in the bumhole. But the insinuation of getting pegged was the closest to the ultimate deed. Fake-fucking. But still the fucking word was in the phrase.

The view was from Jaden's POV. He was probably holding a phone by his chest and pounding mercilessly into Zoey, from the back. From this angle and it being the doggy posture, her pussy was not visible from top. But the strap-on was getting lost under her and there was only place for it hide in. The base of the buttplug glittered from her nether hole.

Two minutes of Zoey's pussy getting plowed by the rubber cock and her moaning the loudest I have ever heard was interrupted by Victor.

"Hey man, timeout. I'm gonna tap in," Victor told Jaden.

"Sure, bud. All yours." Jaden got himself out of her and unstrapped the belt before handing it over to Victor. A soft groan escaped from Zoey. Not in pleasure but annoyance. She was already beginning to miss the foreign object inside her.

Victor wrapped the strap-on to his waist. The camera shifted hands. So the similar view appeared. Zoey on her hands and knees and getting mounted from the back. But this time it was Victor. He was holding the camera a bit to the front, so only half of her ass, the back and the head was visible.

Victor pushed forward. But something was wrong. Horribly wrong. Because Zoey jerked forward and turned back to him.

"WHAT THE FUCK??" She looked so much agitated.

"Sorry, force of habit," Victor chuckled behind the camera.

"What happened?" Britney came running from another room.

"What else? This asshole tried to put his 'actual' cock in me," Zoey responded, still throwing a death glare at Victor.

"Come on, man," Britney punched Victor on his arm.

With a burst of hysteric laughter, Victor handed a ten dollar note to Jaden. "Told you she'd feel the difference."

"Did you two shitfaces bet on me? To see if I can be fooled? Fucking idiots. Ever heard of temperature? The strap-on is cold as fuck."

"Not my fault. J-boy initiated the bet."

"Doesn't matter. Fuck off now."

"Come on, I'd just lost the bet and now you are denying me?"

"What's the deal about this? It's not like you feel anything using that strap-on." Zoey rolled her eyes. Her rage seemed to boil down a bit.

"You wouldn't get it. Now, come on, Zo. Be a good doggy for me."

"I think I told you to fuck off."

"Come on, I spent so much time fitting that plug into your ass so you can stretch it for your boy."

"Fine," Zoey relented with a groan and another eye roll.

And they resumed their previous positions. Soon, the pounding began again.

That was it. That maniac tried to put it in Zoey's pussy. He was lucky I wasn't there then. Punch would be thrown; teeth would fly. Didn't matter whose. But I would rain hell in that set.

But luckily, Zoey was smart and quick enough. She respected the little bit of dignity she had left.

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That afternoon, I was mailing my resume to a company when Zoey appeared behind me. She had her phone on her ear.

"Babe, Jaden wanted to talk to you. Would you mind?" Zoey said, covering the mic with her hand.

"What does the prick want?"

"Just talk to him, please," she urged.

I sighed. Zoey put the phone on speaker and placed it on the table.

"Hey, D-boy. How's life, brother?"

"What do you want?" I had neither the intention nor a reason to show civility to him.

"Nothing, just throwing a farewell party for our girl. You are invited too. So if you don't mind...."

"I thought I made it clear; she won't have anything to do with you guys. Bye." I replied.

"Hold on, hold on. I get your concerns. I really do. So, how about this? My cuz runs a club downtown. We get down there, have some friendly drinks and say our goodbyes, huh? What do you say?"

I looked at Zoey. Obvious signs that she wanted to do this. Well, they can't get handsy in public. So, maybe we should just get it over with.

"Fine." I grabbed the phone and handed it over to Zoey. She took it to her ear and left the room to talk to him.

I sighed again. Hoped this would be the last time Zoey ever got within a mile of these assholes.

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The next evening, we headed to the club for the farewell. Zoey decided to wear tube top and a tight mini-skirt. The top was more like a bandage wrapped over her chest. A dangerous amount of cleavage was out and it ended just below the breasts. It couldn't be more than a few inches in height. I was afraid any accidental tug would pull that tube top couple of inches up or down; either way it would be a disaster.

I never went out with her looking like a tramp. But considering it was a club that Jaden suggested, this outfit wouldn't look out of place. And she looked hot as fuck. It was hard to admit, but this job might have changed her outlook on clothing permanently. I was already taking her way from the job, I didn't wanna dictate over her outfits on top of that. So, I shut it.

We found them at a corner table -- Jaden, Victor, Britney and another black dude. Jaden introduced us with him. Roman Davis was Jaden's second cousin and the assistant manager here. He was at least 6 feet 6 and suitably buff.

They saved us two seats but opposite to each other across the table. I had Britney and Victor on my row, and Zoey had to sit in the middle of Jaden and this giant Roman guy. Not a great sight, my petite white girlfriend being oreo-d by these two black buffs.

"Here to the end of career of our favourite hairdresser, make-up artist, director's assistant and part-time pornstar."

Everyone raised their drinks. Except me. I wanted to protest Jaden's declaration of my girl being a pornstar. But I doubted my voice would be heard in the shouts and clinks of glasses.

Roman put his arm on Zoey's shoulder and asked her, "So, what happened? Why are you quitting, pretty lady?"

Zoey hesitated and Britney picked up from there. "Her boyfriend here is becoming jealous and controlling. So he made her quit."

I glared at Britney beside me. "That's not true. She was never supposed to be a pornstar. The deal was she would do some photoshoot in place of Tina and that's it. And these guys," I pointed at Jaden, "... were taking it way too far."

"Woah, man! What do you mean too far?" Jaden protested.

"You exactly know what I am talking about."

"Yeah? So, I thought you were funning with some orals and shits."

"No, I wasn't. Ever. I only indulged for Zoey's sake. But this was quickly getting way out of hand."

"Still, this is Zoey's decision to make. It's not like she's cheating on you. You are always kept in the loop and work is work, man. It's not the nineteenth century anymore. A man can't decide what his woman can do or not."

I scoffed, "It's nice to hear words of feminism from a porn director's mouth."

Jaden's face contorted. He didn't take it so well. Before he could retaliate, Victor chimed in. "But one thing I don't understand. I thought you liked your girlfriend getting naughty."

I was dreading it would take this turn. "No, I don't."

"But Zoey told us you got hard watching our behind the scene videos."

I glared at Zoey. She didn't have to tell them that. She realized her mistake and sheepishly looked down.

"I mean.... Um... watching his naked girlfriend is bound to get someone hard. No matter the situation. It's not like I enjoy it. I only watched them to make sure nothing goes awry."

Then I stared at Zoey, expecting her to back me up. And she got the signal. "Yeah, it's true. He is not a cuckold or something. He even didn't watch the last workday's videos. We are moving forward from all this," Zoey muttered.

"I see. Are you sure you didn't watch the videos?" Jaden asked with a smirk. "Because if you had, you would've seen just how much of a natural your girl is at this. It's a shame for her talents to go to waste."

Zoey answered for me. "I don't think he watched them. We had a bet that if he could keep from watching those, he would let me continue. There's no way he watched it."

"She's right," I said.

"Okay then, enough chit chat. I'm gonna hit the dance floor. Zo, do you mind?" Jaden got up from his chair and extended his hand to her. "Or do you need to get permissions from your boyfriend for a friendly dance too?"

Thankfully, Zoey didn't ask me for permission and make me look like even more controlling. She took Jaden's hand and stood up. With horror, we all watched the bottom hem of her skirt bunched up to the waist. And she didn't wear any panties. Goddamit. Her bare pussy was on display to the whole table.

And nope, Zoey wasn't horrified, not in the least bit. "Oops. Remind me not to wear this in public again," she chuckled before leisurely stretching the hem down. As if she'd just dropped a spoon, no big deal.

"Dayuum," Roman hollered watching the boss-secretary duo walk off to the dance floor.

I sat in silence while the other three dove into meaningless conversation and laughter. I had nothing to do other than watching my girlfriend grind her ass on her boss. She was pretty far in the crowd and the lighting didn't help. But it was not hard to imagine what they were doing by their body movements.

"You are awfully silent, pal," Roman nodded at me.

"Uhh...."

"Come on, what's on your mind?"

"Nothing actually."

I turned toward the dancefloor again but couldn't find them this time. Mixed in the crowd, I guessed.

Roman followed my gaze, "Worried about your girl? She'll be fine. We don't allow straight-out fucking in our club."

"That's quite reassuring," I said in a sarcastic tone.

"So, what's the big deal about Zoey being in the porno? This is work and nothing but work. Not like she's being unfaithful to you or anything. And more than that, it's only photoshoots."

The same yapping again. "What would you feel like if your girl acted in one, huh?"

Roman scoffed, "For your information, both me and my fiancée were in Jaden's little art projects. More than one and not necessarily with each other."

"Really?"

"I can vouch. His girl Sheila has a tight as fuck ass," Victor said and high fived Roman.

"See? I don't sweat over little things. It's not like Vic here can steal my girl even if he tried." Roman turned to Victor, "No offense."

"None taken."

"I dumped my last boyfriend because he thought he could control my life. No one owns me. If he can watch porn himself and find nothing wrong with that, he has no business barring me from acting in one," Britney said.

"I am nothing like that," I protested.

"Sure, buddy. First you stop her modelling, next you make her quit a normal day job because her handsome colleague tries to flirt with her. Soon, you won't even let her go to girls night out because you don't like how slutty her friends dress. I know your type, mister. Good luck keeping a free spirit girl like Zoey for much long," Britney said.

I shook my head. "I don't think Zoey would ever leave over such a silly job."

"Thanks for undermining our livelihood. Tell me this. Look at me and be perfectly honest. Do you notice any difference in her liveliness before and after she quit?" Britney raised her eyebrows at me.

"Umm..." I stammered.

"There you go. She might not even know herself. But I felt it the moment I saw her today. Slowly things will build up and you'll know what happens then," she finished her rant.

"As I was saying, Zoey loves you. Whatever she does in the set, stays in the set. I'm sure she can separate pleasure and professionalism. But can you...." Thankfully Roman was interrupted by the arrival of Zoey and Jaden. The conversation was taking some wrong turns.

"Finally, I thought you guys got lost in the men's room or something," Roman chuckled as they took their seats.

"I wish but the stalls in your place suck ass. I would rather take her in the middle of the dark crowd," Then Jaden noticed me. "Just kidding."

"How was the dance? You teach him some moves, Zoey? He is terrible at that," Britney said.

"Well, he only knows one move if you know what I mean," Zoey answered. Then she looked at me and decided not to explain further. Good choice.

"So, Damien. I was thinking about that bet of yours. You had to refrain from watching the videos from her last shoot, right?" Jaden asked me.

"Correct."

"Are you sure about that? Because if you did, you would have to allow Zoey to come to work again."

"I am pretty sure. I have neither any interest nor any reason to watch them."

"Okay," Jaden said before pulling his phone out. "See, my website tracks every activity on it. On this log, if I filter by the user id I can find out what videos the user watched. You are an IT guy yourself. You know about this, right?"

Shit! He was right. Stupid me and my horny dick. I should have thought about that. God!!

I took a deep breath. "Okay, fine, I watched it. But that doesn't mean I liked what she was doing."

"Yeah, right. You watched it three times, this says." Jaden flashed the phone before me, and he was fucking right. He then looked at Zoey. "So, I'm seeing you tomorrow, okay?"

"No. Fuck the bets and all. I ain't rejoining if this troubles my Damien. I can sacrifice my career for his sake," Zoey said in response.

Fuck! I was going to do something I knew I was bound to regret later. But everything wasn't about me. "Cupcake, can we talk for a bit? In private."

I pulled her out of there and sat on the empty bar. "Listen, I don't think you should reject it for my sake."

"I don't want my job creating a rift between us."

"But It all depends on me and how I take it. And I sure didn't hold my end of the bargain. If I can't control myself, I have no right to control your life. No, I don't have any right to control your life whatsoever."

"But I know how you feel seeing me with other people. Do you feel like I'm cheating on you when I... um.. do stuff with them?"

"No, I don't. You were nothing but completely transparent with the whole ordeal. So, as long as things don't escalate more I promise to stay supportive of your job. I don't wanna lose you over this."

Zoey cupped my cheek, "Hey, hey, don't ever say that. I love you with all my heart. I will never..."

"I know, cupcake. But I don't wanna be that kind of boyfriend. I don't wanna take you for granted. All you were doing was just taking care of both our finances. I just hope you can separate real life and work."

"Of course, I can, babe. Don't worry about that." Then she kissed me. Passionately. Like soldier-wife reunited with her husband after a long deployment. And that was how I knew I made the right call.

"And one thing," Zoey untangled from me, "I tried to hide it but when you made me quit it hurt me. But I understood. If I start, you can't do that again. Then we will have real trouble. You have to promise me."

"I promise."

We went over to the table to give them the good news. "I knew you would come round, buddy," Jaden extended his fist, which I reluctantly bumped.

"But I have some conditions," I told Jaden.

"Shoot."

"She can't do anything more that she already hadn't. Unless I explicitly give permission."

"Still sounds a bit patriarchal but you got it."

"And you better give her a fucking raise."

"She'll get the star's bonus. And I have a concern too. About your first condition. Are you sure you won't get jealous over the things we already did?"

"I might, but I won't intervene or anything."

"Okay then you wouldn't care if I did this, right?" Jaden tugged Zoey's tube top down, exposing both of her tits.

I kept my mouth shut but Zoey protested, "Hey!!"

"Don't fix it. It's to test your boyfriend's temper. I don't want any repetition of that day."

I had to watch in silence as my girlfriend's naked tits got mauled by two black dudes from both sides. I could protest that the bouncers would kick us out. But Roman was a manager here.

Then I saw Jaden's hand get busy under the table. After a moment, he lifted her skirt and put it on the table right in front of me.

"You with us, bro?" Jaden asked.

"Sure," I muttered.

Jaden and Roman took turns pumping their fingers in Zoey's pussy. The table blocked the view. But there was no doubt what was going on. After a couple of intense minutes, Zoey started to shake violently. She bit her lips to suppress her whimpers. However, with the loud music on, no one else could hear her moans.

Zoey closed her eyes and leaned against the chair. It took her another minute to regain composure.

Jaden began unbuckling his belt. "Now, time for the next round,"

"Uhh... I think you've made your point pretty well and I proved my control. We're gonna hit home now," I declared.

"Oh, come on," Jaden groaned.

But Roman had my back. "Kid's right, J. They've gone through enough. And even this place has a limit to what you can do out in the open."

"Fine."

So, I grabbed Zoey out of there and hit the road as fast as possible.

"How are you feeling, babe?"

"I'm fine. Why?" I asked, keeping my eye on the road.

"You know why. I was being afraid..."

"No, I wouldn't make a scene. I promised you, didn't I?"

"Not that, idiot. I was afraid I would hurt you. Doing that with them."

I put my free hand on hers to assure her. "It's fine, don't worry. I ain't a fragile jealous boyfriend. Work and pleasure. Separate, right?"

"Yes. I'm glad. Thank you. And I think you deserve a little gift."

Before I could figure out what she was gonna do, she unzipped my pants and fished out my dick.

"Now, that's soft. How can I fix this?"

Blood rushed to my manhood in seconds, feeling Zoey's warm mouth. A head while driving. That was the first time for me. A minute passed and I was on edge. I gave her a light tap on the head to let her know I was close. But she kept bobbing up and down.

I heard the siren as soon as I began shooting ropes in her mouth. Shit! Did I speed? Yep, I did.

Luckily the orgasm washed over in a few seconds and I pulled over. The officer came to the window to ask for license and registration. I was always cautious about my papers. So, no problem with that.

The fat police officer asked, "Are you awere of how fast you were going, sir?"

"I'm sorry. I may have been a little over the limit. Won't happen again."

"20 over the speed limit. This is a neighborhood, sir. Are you drunk? Can you step out of the vehicle?"

Shit! I just had an orgasm. So, I might have looked a little disoriented. No wonder he thought I was drunk. Also, I had only a few drinks. But wasn't entirely confident that I could pass the sobriety test.

I was gonna comply but Zoey had other ideas.

She bent down over me and looked at the cop. "Sir, can I have a talk with you? Privately."

He wasn't gonna budge. "Maam, please stay on your seat."

Zoey tugged her tube top down and her left breast popped out. "Are you sure? It'll be just a minute."

"What are you doing?" I whispered on her ear.

"Shut up and stay put. Let me handle this. The last thing you need tonight is a DUI."

I didn't respond. The officer had a sparkle in his eyes and nodded to Zoey. She slowly got out of the car. She took his hand and dragged him to the patrol car. Before she was lost out of view, she gave me a look that could only mean she didn't want me get out of the car. I decided not to even look behind, thinking it wouldn't make the situation any better. She knew what she was doing.

Wasn't even a minute and Zoey returned to the passenger seat. "Well, he's a quicky bucky," Zoey chuckled with her cum stained mouth. Nothing on her face but there was obvious residue of semen on both of her lips. That could only mean one thing.

"So you swallowed?" I asked her and hit the gas.

"Yeah. He can't go gun blazing inside of the patrol car, right?"

"Right. Your coworkers are tester but isn't it unsafe doing it with random people? You could catch STDs."

"Yeah, right. That fat fuck is a pussy magnet and gets diseases from all the women who pours themselves over him."

"Exactly. Where does a lonely guy get his fucks?"

The point dawned on her finally. "Oh, shit! Hookers. Fuck. I should have thought of that. Well, what's done is done. And you are welcome."

"I don't like this one bit, cupcake."

"Baby, we just talked about that. Separation of my feelings from all these."

"I know. And I ain't blaming you. I am grateful for what you just did, my dame in shining armour. I just don't like the situation we keep finding ourselves in. Just saying."

"I understand, babe. But think of it this way. I haven't done anything more that I do in daily basis in work. And you accepted it. So, think of it as another part of my being a pornstar."

I gave her a playful glare. "Not. A. Pornstar. Just a model."

"Sure, babe. God! You really hate that word, don't you?"

I just shrugged and kept driving.

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I had just sat for a quick cup of coffee when I heard the car honks. Probably Jaden, as he promised to pick Zoey up. She was in the shower. I didn't bother to shout for her to hurry. Just kept sipping the hot liquid.

After a minute, I heard the bell. "It's open, Jaden."

"Hey, bro," Jaden nodded, walking to the living room.

"Hey," I said with the least bit of enthusiasm.

"Whatchu watching?" He grabbed the remote from the coffee table and slammed on the couch beside me.

I didn't respond. But he tried to initiate small talk while changing the channels. "See the game last night?"

"What game? There are literally dozens of sports with hundreds of matches each night. What game are you talking about?" I didn't try to hide my annoyance.

"Uhh...."

"Tell me, Jaden. What game? Which teams had played last night?" I glared at him. "You have no idea, right?"

Zoey saved him from the awkwardness. "Morning, boys," she greeted us with gleaming eyes. She only had a towel with her. By that, I didn't mean a towel around her body. Nope. Not my girl. She just idly held the towel in front of her body, baring one of her tits. Ughhh!

"Hey. We're late, Zo. Let's go." Jaden got up from the couch.

"Just a minute. I gotta get dressed."

"Why? It's not like you're gonna need it for long," Jaden said before yanking the towel from her hand and sauntering towards the door.

I rolled my eyes. I was about to give him a piece of my mind for a moment but thought otherwise. Why even bother?

"Okay, fine. Whatever." Zoey started following him.

Just before they were about to hit the door, I shouted, "Hey!! She can't go out like that. At least give her the towel, for fuck's sake."

Jaden complied. He threw the towel to Zoey, who lazily wrapped it around herself before taking their leaves. I was certain it wasn't gonna stay there much longer once they hit the car.

After finishing the coffee, I decided to go for a run. I had to clear my head. Once I was on the driveway, I saw the towel on the ground. I grabbed it and threw it in the trash.

The run was good. I was able to keep my mind away from Zoey for a while. But no sooner had I reached home, anxiety crept inside me again. What was she doing? What had she on? Well nothing obviously.

The day passed in a blur. I barely got anything done. In the afternoon, I was supposed to hang out with a couple of my old buddies. But I called to put it off, saying I wasn't feeling well. I didn't want them questioning why I was a nervous wreck. Zoey had forgotten her phone. She went out with only a towel. So getting no update from her only fuelled my worst imagination.

I heard the car pull up right at seven in the evening. Finally. I was lounging on the couch watching the news expecting her to come through the door any moment. But five minutes had gone by, no sign of her. I almost got up to check on her then realized I must have misheard the car.

After another five minutes, Zoey stormed inside the living room. And she was buck naked. "Hey, babe," she called out.

"Hey, cupcake. I thought I heard the car a little while ago. Was that you?"

"Yeah, I was just talking with Rick and Shia."

"What?"

Rick and Shia were our next door neighbor's kids. Rick went to the state college. So, he lived at home. Shia was his adopted brother. I was not sure but he probably graduated high school. He was a scrawny Asian kid.

"Well, they caught me getting out of the car, naked. It was embarrassing at first, but I decided to own it. Like it's not a big deal. Makes it less weird, you know."

"But why are completely naked? Couldn't you find something to put on?"

Zoey sighed. "Have a wild guess."

"Yeah, Jaden must've figured out some silly reason. So, how did the interaction go with the boys?"

"They looked like they saw a ghost. They always checked me out. Seeing me like this was probably a dream come true for them."

"They checked you out? When?"

"Well, when I sunbathe in the backyard, they somehow always find out and make up some excuses to come talk to me. And I used to use their pool sometimes. But don't worry about them. Harmless kids. Kids in 18 or 19 have a thing for older girls. They are practically teenagers."

"Alright, but tell me about..."

"Okay so they kept staring at me like a statue and I was their Medusa. I waved hi at them and they found the courage to walk up to me."

"What reason did you give to them?"

"I didn't wanna lie. So, I told them. They are gonna check out the site. Then I decided to tease them a little bit."

"Why? And did they touch you?"

"Oh, it was so fun watching them turn beet red. And no, I didn't let them touch me. Boys their age, you never want them in control. So, I touched them."

"Oh, god!"

"Babe, you would think it was funny too. They were so shy oh my god. I just tapped on their boner and said, 'Hey, that's disrespecting to a lady'. They looked like they would dig a hole and hide if they could."

"Anything else?"

"Nah. I just walked inside after giving them the address."

"Address?"

"Oh, I forgot. Our next shoot requires a few background actors. So, I thought the kids could use some quick bucks. And they agreed."

Real nice. Now they would be able to see more of Zoey. I hated that these stuff began bleeding to our normal life and social circles. But I didn't wanna talk about it right now. She must be tired.

"You look like you could use the shower. Go on, I will finish the cooking."

"Yeah, I am so tired. But I could use some energy pumped into me while in shower," Zoey said with sultry smile and walked off.

I didn't waste much time to follow her.

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I was sitting kinda uptight, leaning my upper body on the bedpost. The laptop was placed on my lower thighs because Zoey was lying down on my lap. She had my dick out and was leisurely jerking it. Every once in a while she nibbled on it and gave it a quick lick.

"You don't have to do that, you know. We already fucked two times."

Zoey turned her face around and pouted. "Are you denying me dick, gentleman?"

I only chuckled in response. I wasn't sure if she was doing this to ease off the shock in the video; Zoey was never that clever. Did anything bad happen today? Well, only one way to find out. I played the first video.

A naked Zoey was walking to the door and the camera followed her undulating ass. She opened the door and there was a pizza delivery guy standing on the porch. He almost dropped the pizza boxes, not expecting a naked lady to answer the door.

"Hi. Thanks for your trouble. I know it's in the middle of nowhere."

"Y.. You're wel.. welcome." The dude was having trouble uttering his words.

"Here's the money." Zoey handed over the money and took the boxes. "But... um... I don't have any change in me. As you can see, nowhere to put it ... haha. So can I give you the tip in another way?"

"No... It's.... It's f.. fine." Not sure the guy was scared or embarrassed.

"Then I'll feel bad. You can choose any way. ANY WAY."

"Um....."

Zoey didn't wait for him to answer. She took one of his hands and placed it on her right tit. "Do you like this kind of tip, huh?" Zoey asked, prompting a nod from the guy.

Then the unexpected thing happened. The pizza guy bent forward and pushed his face toward Zoey's chest. The camera was held from behind so it could not be seen, but there was no doubt his lips were having a field trip on Zoey's tits.

He pulled back after a few seconds like there was an electric shock. "Oh, no! I'm s... sorry. I don't know what came over me. I..."

Zoey interrupted his blubbering. "It's fine. Don't worry. You can continue if you like."

"No, thanks." He turned around and started walking fast, like it was his crime scene.

As the video ended, Zoey looked at me. "It was a dare. It was so funny. He almost ran to the road."

"Probably the most action he has seen in a while. But did you actually have to do that?"

But Zoey shrugged off my concerns. "Don't be a killjoy. You'd find it to be funny too if you were there. Play the next one. I'm not in it though."

I sighed and did as she said.

It was in the city. Britney was walking on the sidewalk. She had a skimpy tube dress on her. It started just above her nipple and stopped at her mid thigh. The camera was a few meters in front of her and matching paces with her.

The clubbing dress looked out of place at daytime in the sea of office going people. She earned quite a few stares. "Clear." Jaden's voice erupted behind the camera.

On cue, Britney grabbed the bottom hem of the dress and pulled it altogether in one tug. Now she was fully naked in the crowd of the busy city in the middle of the day.

Cars honked, people stopped, hobos hollered. And Britney was smiling from ear to ear. She was bathing in the attention of everyone around her.

The walk of fame lasted more than a minute. "Quite an exhibitionist!" I exclaimed.

"Right?" Zoey added. "The whole thing was her idea."

"You had to do something like that too?"

Zoey skipped my question and told me to play the next one. With a nervous finger, I tapped the next button.

Another walk in the city. This time, it was Zoey. Luckily, she had a towel wrapped around her. She walked similarly to Britney. The camera moved before her.

"Wait a second," I paused and zoomed in the video. "Is there cum on your face?"

"It was either a naked walk or a cumwalk. I chose the less embarrassing one," Zoey replied like it was no big deal.

"I'm not so sure about that one."

Zoey again dismissed me and played the video. "Just watch it. I don't think many people paid attention to that."

She was right, in a sense. Only a handful of people bothered to look at her. But if they did it was probably because the towel looked out of place.

Jaden spoke up when they reached a fastfood chain restaurant. "Get us some fries, Zo. I'll be just behind you with the money."

This time the camera followed her from behind when Zoey entered the restaurant. The guy who took her order had his jaw dropped when she made close eye contact with her. But the camera couldn't focus on her face to show how she was taking the exhibitionism.

All of a sudden, Jaden's hand appeared before the camera. He reached out and grabbed the knot of Zoey's towel. Then, he made a olympic sprint to the outside after stealing the towel from her, leaving her completely undressed in a busy restaurant.

The video cut back in time to show Zoey exiting the restaurant wearing the uniform of that place -- only the top one. The polo shirt barely reached her upper thighs and she was stretching the hem to hide her pussy.

As she approached the camera, Jaden asked, "Hey, where's the fry?"

Zoey only mouthed a silent fuck you in response before the video ended,

"That fucking asshole! He will get you arrested someday." I was seething with anger.

But as always, Zoey dismissed my concerns. "Nah, it's fine. He checked if there were any police or kids nearby. And the restaurant staff were friendly enough to give me a spare outfit. Though, I had to blow the manager."

"You did what?"

"Just a quick blowjob. He came quickly. No big deal. Tasted a bit funny though," Zoey chuckled as if all this was an innocent April fool prank or something.

"So now you think giving blowjobs to random people is no big deal?"

She shrugged it off again. "Oh, come on. You don't expect him to give away a shirt for free, do you? I'm sucking the boys off many times on the job. You know and are fine with this. Another dude isn't much of a difference. Play the next one."

I didn't wanna go on with this. And she kinda had a point there. I had already given them a hall pass for blowjobs and more. So we dove into the following clip.

Zoey was slouching on the couch with both her legs over Victor's shoulders while he was kneeling on the floor lapping on her pussy. The camera guy Daniel was holding the camera from behind the couch over Zoey's shoulder and the phone camera for video was held at her other shoulder; not sure by who. Bright flashes lightened the action every few seconds. Victor could have just held his lips instead of using them as this was for just still photos. But no, he slurped at her opening to his heart's content. Later, he used his tongue to play with her enlarged clit while inserting a couple of fingers in her love hole.

Though her face couldn't be seen, Zoey was thoroughly enjoying the actions -- her creaming pussy working as evidence for that. Not focusing on her face made sense, as she was still filling in for Tina, I believed.

Jaden instructed behind the phone camera, "I think that's enough of that. Victor, now get up and take position to fuck her. We're gonna take shots for the time just before the penetration starts. Just tease her with your tool. Daniel, same angle for you."

Victor got up from the floor and pushed Zoey back a bit so he could place one knee on the sofa. Her legs were spread like an eagle's wings on both sides of her, both feet on the couch. Victor grabbed his cock with one hand and slowly ran his cock back and forth between the slit of her pussy lips. He would start at her opening and glide his precum-covered cock up to the clit and pull it down in reverse. Even though he was touching only the outer parts of her womanhood, Zoey was squirming as if she was being actually penetrated.

After a whole minute of merciless teasing, Victor stopped the tip of his cock right on Zoey's opening. He began pushing it, very slowly. After a few seconds, almost half of his tip was devoured by her wanton hole. Zoey seemed to be in a trance with her eyes closed, biting her lower lips.

"Hey, man. I didn't ask you to actually fuck her you know," thankfully Jaden protested.

"I'm not gonna fuck her. Like that day, I had pushed my cock tip into her. She should be okay doing this far. Right, Zoey?"

Zoey was barely able to pronounce her response. "Yes. Damien is fine with everything that happened up to the last day. Do it. Please."

Jaden didn't waste time and quickly put the rest of the crown in her -- around a couple of inches. Then he carefully began pulling out and in, thrusting in her by the shallowest bits possible. Though, it might not be enough to reach her g spot, Zoey looked like she was about to burst in pleasure at any moment.

I paused the video and looked toward her, trying my best to hide the shock and look neutral. "What the fuck, babe? When did we agree to you having sex?"

Zoey was genuinely confused by this. "What do you mean? You said everything was on the table till the last day. He had already done that, remember?"

"When?"

"That time when they bet on me and Victor put his cock instead of the strap on? He put the tip inside and one more inch I believe. I thought you watched that."

I quickly pulled that video and skipped to the pranking scene. "See, the camera angle was from behind, and there was no way for me to tell if he actually penetrated you." I held the screen to her face. "As you didn't tell me about that I simply assumed he didn't push inside. My lovely girlfriend has just had sex. With. Another. Person."

The contempt and disappointment weren't lost on her. Finally she understood the gravity of the situation and broke down crying. "I'm sorry, babe. I should've cleared everything with you. And I was pretty worked up at that moment. I... I shouldn't have assumed that you..." she continued sobbing.

"Don't bother." I tried to keep as calm as possible. I grabbed my pillow and headed for the couch for the night. Luckily she didn't run after me as I was already struggling to keep my anger in check.