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Jun 27, 2018

while you were away || sia

LOCATION: NDHQ poolside

DATE & TIME: Friday, 6/22; afternoon

TAGGING: @sevanshq

SUMMARY: sam and mia film their poolboy/lonely housewife scene (wc: 6868)

WARNINGS: nsfw obviously

Mia

What did someone wear when they were supposed to be a bored housewife? That had been Mia’s initial question as she looked through some of the swimsuits she had on hand. Finally settling on a crimson bikini – simple but did the job – she made her way out to the poolside. The equipment had already been set up, pre-set and ready to go, just waiting for her to start recording. Silently Mia was grateful she had thought to take care of all of the camera settings prior to set up as for some reason she decidedly would have felt awkward, standing behind a camera in a skimpy outfit, deciding on lenses and angles for all the devices to be facing.

Now all that was necessary was a certain blonde pool boy. Notice had been given that they were going to do a shoot – at least as much notice as she could manage with everything else going on – so Mia didn’t expect anyone else out by the pool that afternoon. Figuring she would just hear him when he approached, she chose to be seated on a nearby chair, sunglasses over her eyes as she laid out to catch a bit of sun.

Sam

Sam gave himself one last once over before heading out of his penthouse to the pool. He figured the crisp, white short sleeved button up and matching shorts were good pool boy aesthetics, though he was wearing a pair of fitted navy swim trunks underneath as well. Cliche scenes were probably among his favorites to do; getting a chance to recreate classic porn scenarios and either give them a different twist or look, it was weirdly exciting in a way. And, he was also looking forward to working with Mia. Off-camera, they vibed well and he was curious to see how that would switch up or shift during filming. The pool area was empty, save for the camera equipment that'd been set up for them and the various props they'd need in scene. And Mia, of course. Lounging in a chair, already looking the part with her sunglasses. "Hey there, lady" he called out as a greeting. "See you're right on time."

Mia

Moving her sunglasses up so she could actually see him without a dark film, Mia chuckled softly. “Of course I’m right on time, dear. I’m always on time. Tardiness irritates me.” Okay, so maybe it didn’t bother her to that great of an extent, but it was something that irked her just a bit – especially when it was her own. “And now that you are here I think we are ready to begin.” She didn’t have much of an idea how beginning took place, but Mia was reasonably certain that it would start with them in their respective role positions. “So what we’re going with here is a desperate housewives type women and her insanely attractive pool boy, yes? Then maybe I should be laying here on this lawn chair obviously watching you bending over and working? Maybe even tell you to do a task or two before finally calling you over?”

Sam

Sam flashed a brief smile. "I'm good with being on time, but I'll keep that in mind." He listened while Mia gave the rundown and nodded along. Far as setups went it was pretty simple. Mostly acting, but Sam figured the visuals could always be tweaked in editing. "Sounds good to me." He glanced around at the table set up offside the cameras, noting that the crew had managed to get all that he requested. Besides the obvious like the pool skimmer there was a bottle of tanning oil and he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and folded it over the back of one of the lounge chairs. "Just to make it real cliche, you call me over because wow, you can't possibly put on this tanning oil by yourself, so my hands are needed. Some touching and that leads to other things, mainly hot housewife having her way with me, everybody wins." He laughed and headed over to the table, snagging the bottle of oil and shaking it up a little before adding a small amount to his hands. There was no need to warm it up, considering the sun was still high and he added a thin layer to his chest and arms, just to give him that artful sweaty look that only ever happened in the movies. "Mind getting my back," he asked, walking back to Mia and passing her the bottle. "After that, I think we'll be ready to roll."

Mia

Mia: She had never actually seen someone put on oil for that fake shine before so it was hardly her fault when she got a bit distracted watching him pull his shirt off and begin applying it to himself. At the request to assist him, she got up, accepting the bottle and putting a bit on her hands. As they glided over the back of his shoulder, she leaned in and pressed a quick kiss against his neck. “Somehow I don’t think this hot housewife will have any problem wanting to take advantage of you.” Once she was finished rubbing it over his back so that he was covered, she closed the bottle then leaned back against her lawn chair. “Well then, Samson. How about you get your sexy ass over there and get to being the sexy pool boy I know you can be.”

Sam

Sam grinned when he felt Mia's lips against his skin, turning once she finished the task of covering his back. "That's real good to hear, babe." He gave a salute at her command and picked up the pool skimmer. "Yes ma'am. It's a tough job but I think I can handle it." The good thing about shifting into the Samson persona was as far as scenarios went, his tastes ran versatile. It made it easy to play along, so to speak, once the cameras started rolling. And as he dipped the pool skimmer into the water with the practiced ease of a man who only ever cleaned a pool a few handfuls of time in his life but was determined to at least make it look good, Sam didn't find it difficult to switch gears. "Ready to start when you are," he called out to Mia, continuing to pass the skimmer over the clear water.

Mia

Things finally all seemed in place as Mia got up to start the cameras then nodded towards him to let him know that they were good to go. The first shot would be of him working to clean the pool so it hardly mattered that she wasn’t in the head-on shot. All that mattered was she was in view of some of the other cameras so they could edit it all together. Returning to her chair, Mia smiled as she leaned back against it and replaced the sunglasses over her eyes, attention on Sam running the skimmer across the water. The role was easy enough – pretend like she wanted to jump the blonde’s bones, not entirely far from the truth. Still, she was sure to be obvious without over the top as finally she lowered her sunglasses just a bit as if to get a better view. This went on for just a bit, her checking him out before Mia took the sunglasses off and placing them atop her head. “Don’t you think this is just the perfect tanning weather?” To highlight her point, she reached out for the bottle of tanning oil then looked up at the blonde again, a slight pout on her lips. “Think you could take a second to help me out?”

Sam

Sam fit seamlessly into the role of the pretty and slightly eager pool boy. With the sun beaming down, he was sure it gave off a good look, tan muscles gleaming thanks to the tanning oil. He glanced up at the sound of Mia's voice and the request an easy one. "Sure thing, Miss" he drawled, setting the skimmer aside and taking the long way around the pool, letting the camera get a good shot of his body before standing in front of Mia, sprawled on the lounger and looking every bit of the bored housewife, pout and all. "What do you need?"

Mia

He was good, knowing perfectly well what he needed to do as Mia watched him go the long way around the pool. Her gaze traveled up and down his body, taking in the view and giving a bit of a show of it for the camera before finally holding out the bottle of tanning oil out to the blonde. "Think you could get my back, sweetheart." Before he could even answer, Mia already turned over, her breasts pressed against the chair as she laid on her stomach in a way she was sure some of the cameras were going to get good cleavage shots. "I'll just die if I don't have a good all-over tan. You would be doing me a great favor."

Sam

Full lips tugged into a slow smile and Sam reached for the bottle of oil, his gaze lingering on Mia as she turned over. "Anything to help." The oil was already warm, but he took a minute to coat both hands before kneeling down. Large palms, slick with oil moved easily over soft skin, tracing along her spine, down to the dip right before the round curve of her ass, only to smooth back up. It was easy, to undo the back tie of her bathing suit, no need to let such pesky things get in the way of wandering hands that massaged and worked over smooth, creamy skin, rubbing in the oil and Sam leaned in, lips hovering at her ear as he asked "How's that feel?" in a deep drawl.

Mia

As his hands traveled along her back, Mia let out a soft moan. There was a slight smirk on her lips when she felt the back of the suit be untied. It had been expected as she did say she wanted a complete tan all over. “Amazing.” Her voice was light as she closed her eyes for a moment, ever much the content housewife lounging around while her husband was at work. Letting him rub the oil up and down her back for just a while longer, Mia finally shifted. “You’re very good at that. Perhaps you can help me with the rest.”

Sam

Right, Sam recalled, albeit vaguely while his hands continued to wander. 'Help'. As in his role, and while he was glad to see where 'the rest' would lead to, the pool boy would at least have some kind of reservations against handling his boss, no matter how tempting she was in her bathing suit. "Maybe I should get back to my job," he told her, as if the spotless pool needed any more attention but Sam was determined to at least give some kind of dedication to the tireless efforts of oiled up pool boys everywhere. "Think your husband might be pissed if the pool ain't clean when he gets home. Unless..." Olive eyes drifted downward when Mia shifted and he bit his lip before asking "What else did you have in mind?"

Mia

At the mention of her fictional husband, Mia let out a light scoff. “My husband won’t be home, don’t you worry sweetheart. I think we will have plenty of time for you to finish the pool.” She shifted until she was laying on her back then, the top of her bikini hardly covering anything anymore. “Right now I need far more attention than the pool.” Her lips pushed out into a slight pout then as her fingers brushed down her neck then down her chest. “Can you believe my husband left me this whole weekend? Isn’t that so mean of him?”

Sam

It was easy for Sam's gaze to follow the path of Mia's fingers, skimming her neck on the way down to her chest, practically exposed thanks to his own helpful hands. Those same hands were eager to continue their little game, his grin grower wider as Mia, ever the long-suffering housewife informed him that her husband, inattentive jackass that he was, would be gone for a while. "That's a damn shame," he agreed, eyes shifting up to meet hers and he was already reaching to brush away the untied straps of the suit top that was no more than a hindrance now, leaving her topless and open to his wandering eyes and hands. "Tell me what you want."

Mia

“It’s been so long since my husband has really touched me. I could use the firm hands of a skilled man.” Her pout shifted into a shy smile, though false, as her eyes roamed down the blonde’s bare oiled chest. “You certainly seem the type that knows how to handle a woman.” The innocent, mistreated housewife look she had been trying to give disappeared then as Mia sat up. “I think my chest could use some of that tanning oil. Don’t you agree handsome?”June 23, 2018

Sam

"I know a thing or two," Sam replied, playing up the part of the willing pool boy, though it wasn't much of a stretch. His hands were ready to grip her up anyway she pleased, but he'd settle for reaching for the oil once more, letting a bit pool into his palm before he pressed both hands to her chest, one gliding upwards to rest at her collarbone while the other wandered, sweeping down the valley between her breasts, fingers skimming the swell, teasing the sensitive skin underside as his thumb brushed a nipple. He let his hand graze her throat, neither lingering for long while he massaged the oil into her skin. "Like that?"

Mia

She didn’t answer him at first, but rather arched up a bit letting out a content sigh. Mia reached out, taking hold of Sam’s hand then, bringing it back to cup a breast. “Exactly like that.” Squeezing her own hand to make his squeeze more, Mia let out a moan for the cameras. “I could use a handsome young man like you to take care of some of my...other needs.” She released her hold over his hand then to let her fingers brush down her own stomach down to the edge of her bikini bottom. “Do you think I’m attractive, sweetheart?”

Sam

Sam relaxed his grip, enough to let Mia guide his touch exactly where she wanted, how she wanted it, firming his hold reflexively at the sound of her moan. And once her hand dropped, he continued to work, still guided by the pace she'd set. The glide of his fingers against her skin, slick from the tanning oil was an easy one and he split two fingers, capturing a pert nipple between them and teased with a gentle pressure. And while he was tempted to follow the tempting path of her fingers to her suit bottom, Sam held her gaze and his thumb at her collarbone, pressed lightly in the smooth dip while long fingers cupped the back of her neck, his smile a brief one at the question and he nodded. "I think you're fuckin' stunning," he admitted easily, dropping his hand from her breast to join hers, resting at the front of her bikini bottom. "Is this where you want me?"

Mia

“I want you everywhere, handsome.” She gave his hand an encouraging squeeze before pulling it away. Arms moving upward Mia began to grip the lawn chair above her head then. Her hips rose just a bit, enough for Sam to pull off the final bit of clothing she had. Her red painted lips pulled into a smirk as Mia locked eyes with the blonde. “I don’t ever get called stunning anymore. I could use a strong man like you to remind me how a man feels. Won’t you do that for me?”

Sam

"I can definitely do that." Sam obliged once Mia lifted her hips, taking his sweet time in tugging down the barely there suit bottoms and tossing them the way of the long-discarded top. He shifted from his knees then, to sit at the foot of the oversized lounger, gaze boldly perusing Mia, naked and golden and gleaming in the sun and it wasn't much of a stretch to play the part of the dazed and eager pool boy, with her looking as good as she did. His hands still held the traces of the sweet smelling oil and he took his time, pushing them up smooth calves, parting her legs wide enough to shift wandering fingers to her inner thigh down, down, until he fit a hand at her center, letting the heel of his palm rest right where she could grind against it, all the while holding her gaze. "Does he do this," he asked, adding just the smallest bit of pressure and full lips tugged into a smirk when he felt her clench in response. "Doesn't feel like he's touched you in some time, beautiful. You're already wet..." He fanned out his fingers, letting them glide against the wet heat at her core until two fingertips hovered at the opening, not enough to slip inside but certainly enough to tease and he knew it, just from the question he posed. "More?"

Mia

At the pressure against her core, Mia rocked her hips a bit to grind against him. She managed to conjure up a shy blush when he said she was already wet. It hadn’t been too hard to get into the mood when she thought about the last time Sam had fucked her. Feeling his fingertips glide along her, Mia shivered and let out a needy groan. If she hadn’t been playing the desperate housewife, she would have shot Sam a playful glare. He had to know good and well that she wanted more. “No, he hasn’t in quite some time. A shame too because I can make such pretty sounds.” With another buck of her hips, she was able to feel his fingers press in just a bit. “Please.”

Sam

Sam was amused to see the slight color to Mia's cheeks, unsure if that was a natural reaction or simply her in the scene, but the reaction caused a slight stir in his shorts. The responsiveness was something he appreciated, on camera as well as off, and his gaze grew heated, feeling her shiver and the sound that followed. "His loss," Sam replied carelessly, unbothered by the fictional neglectful husband. He was far more preoccupied with meeting Mia's challenge, wanting to draw out more of those noises. "I like that sound, that 'please'. So good...lemme hear it again." Sam shifted his fingers, letting one finger dip into that slick heat, moving with ease, knuckle deep only to pull back out completely. He repeated the motion, again, and again, the fluttering growing stronger and inwardly he grinned but he kept his gaze neutral, content to watch Mia's reaction, greedy for it.

Mia

It was unnecessary to even fake a whimper as he pressed a finger in. Another whine left her lips as she arched up a little more. “Please. Need you.” Voice airy with a moan, Mia felt herself clutch around him more. There was no denying that Sam was playing the perfect sexy pool boy ready to do as she asked. “I need you to give me what my husband won’t. Please babe.”June 24, 2018

Sam

Really, what else could he do but oblige. Sam sank two fingers deep, curling them as he began to move in short strokes. "Keep your legs open," he told her, a firm demand spoken in that honeyed twang he leaned in long enough to brush his lips to her cheek. "I can't lie and say I haven't thought about you...and doing just this. Hearin' you say you wanted me. Used to think you were wearin' all those pretty bikinis for me. I know it wasn't for your husband..." He let his thumb press against her clit, teasing it while keeping a steady, slow rhythm of thrusting fingers and hot words. "You liked it, havin' my eyes on you. Was it all for me?"

Mia

His fingers sank into her and Mia couldn’t stop the moan from tumbling out her lips. They were already thick and having two push into her gave her a full feeling that she loved. She wanted to smile at his accusation of her dressing for him, but she contained herself. Instead her lips just parted in a soft gasp. “Did you like them? I was so sure the black one would get you. Thought about you fucking me, making me moan for you as you made me cum over and over again.” Bucking up against him to get more pressure against her clit, Mia’s fingers ran through her hair, gripping the strands hard. “I want you.”

Sam

"I did. You looked so fuckin' sexy." The truth slipped easily, boldly from his lips and Sam gave a harder thrust to meet the harder rock of Mia's hips, and he smiled, fingers picking up the pace, urged on by the relentless clench that met every curving stroke. "Tell me how you want me."

Mia

It was hard to concentrate with his fingers filling and stretching her, every stroke making a shiver run down her back. “I want you to get me off, just like this. Then I want you to fuck you until all I can say is your name.” The choice between his fingers or his cock was a difficult one so she simply wanted them both. “Make me scream for you, handsome. All I want to think about is how good you feel.”

Sam

Sam drank in the sight of her, glistening skin and those demands slipping from painted lips with a hint of restraint, and he smiled, slowly, tightening his grip on the back of her neck to pull her in for a kiss, tongue parting her lips easily while deft fingers worked her over, moving steadily, sinking deeper into the tight, wet heat at her center, determined to give her exactly what she wanted. "Can't wait to feel you wrapped around me," he moaned between the messy glide on his lips to hers. Fingers curled, he tapped at the spot he knew would get her clenching harder and he groaned at the feeling of her walls fluttering with every thrust.

Mia

Kissing Sam was natural - felt natural and Mia knew it was because she had been with him before. She let out a content sigh into the kiss before another gasp left her, feeling him brush against a spot that made her feel warm. Nothing sounded as good as bucking against his fingers, urging him to continue pressing there until she came, but Mia controlled herself. The attractive pool boy was supposed to be getting her off as she told him to do and she needed to be patient for it, even if it was insanely hard to be. "Please. I want to feel you inside me. I'm sure you're much bigger than my useless husband."

Sam

Sam kissed her with renewed energy, easy to play the part of the eager to please pool boy when Mia was so responsive, hips meeting his fingers and her words, soft and pleading and tasting sweet with each press and he breathed out a small laugh when their mouths parted. "I know I'll be better than he ever was," he promised. "And I want you so fuckin' bad. But you gotta gimme what I want first. C'mon, babe. Please?"

Mia

With the sound of his 'please' and the feeling of his fingers brushing against that special spot inside that made her whimper, Mia knew she wasn't going to last much longer. It seemed Sam just had that ability to pull an orgasm out of her faster than any other guy she had been with - not that she was complianing about it or anything. So, she didn't hold it back as her body arched up, back raising from the lawn chair, hair bunching up as her head ran along the back of the chair. She gave a few quick thrusts against his fingers before finally seizing up. Mia could feel herself tightening around Sam's fingers through her orgasm as shivers ran up and down her body.

Sam

Sam shifted as Mia moved against his fingers, back arched and hips rocking, meeting his strokes with those frantic thrusts that made him eager to feel her pressed to him, but he focused on watching her come apart, and the ease of it, looking every bit like the sexually starved housewife finally getting some relief. His fingers sank into the sweet heat between her thighs, savoring the greedy way her body clenched and clutched at him, but soon he slipped from her center, sucking at wet fingers with a low moan at the heady taste of her that he was happy to share with a slow kiss. "You taste so fuckin' good," he murmured against her lips, leaning up and curling a muscled arm around her waist as the other hand snaked behind the lounger, pushing at the lever to lower the top half completely, letting it lie flat and Sam let out another low, muffled moan. "Turn over," came the demand, and he pulled away and pushed to his feet, pulling the condom from his pocket and undoing his shorts before yanking them down, along with his fitted swim trunks. He knew the picture it made for the cameras, golden body hard and muscled, glistening from the oil and sun and he palmed his cock, needing a few strokes to relieve the pressure that'd built up, eyes hungrily drinking in the sight of Mia sprawled on the lounger and he instinctively licked his lips. The condom, he rolled on easily before he moved onto the lounger, hovering above Mia, one palmed braced at the top of the lounger to steady it and him as his knees straddled either side of her hips. He dropped a kiss to her bare shoulder, letting his lips linger at her soft skin while his hand slipped from his dick to palm the curve of her ass. "Lift just a little for me, baby" he whispered to Mia, waiting until her hips lined perfectly with the head of him, hovered at her center and he gave a short thrust, sinking into her wet with that single stroke and a low groan. "Fuck!"

Mia

Mia couldn’t help but be impressed with the way Sam commanded the scene. While she was nice to look at, she knew the key to a good scene was reaching a wider audience. Men would enjoy watching her gasp and moan, but women would enjoy watching him take control while pretending they were in her place. As he sank into her, Mia groaned then a soft high pitched whine was let out as she quickly got adjusted to him. “Fuck...you feel so good, filling me so well this way.” She gripped the edges of the chair then to brace herself, waiting for Sam to move. “Please, need you baby.”

Sam

It wasn't much for Sam to oblige that 'please', taking a moment to catch his breath before pulling back, just enough to thrust a little harder, building up to a steady rhythm of deep ins and a fluid rock that he knew looked just as good as it felt. His muscled form draped over Mia's slender curves, leaning into the rocking thrusts and mouthed a few kisses to her neck, lips traveling to her ear to rumble a few deep moans at the shell over the sound of skin meeting skin. It was easy to put on the show, even easier to get caught up in the moment, his focus entirely on giving Mia an experience that not only looked good for the cameras but satisfied her, as well. His hand traveled from where it'd settled at her hip to tangle in dark locks, giving a firm tug as he bottomed out only to pull out and push back in, hitting that bouncing thrust over and over, enough to make him shudder at the sensation. "This what you needed? Hmm? What he couldn't give you?"

Mia

It was enough to feel him bottoming out then reading that steady deep thrust, but as Sam’s fingers tangled into her hair Mia whimpered. The scene was managing to hit several of her kinks, something she was rather appreciative of in that moment. Even though they were still at the complex, it was exciting to be shooting outside and more so knowing they could be seen at any moment while he was tugging at her hair and thrusting into her. Part of her hoped there would be small bruises after as a sign of how hard they had gone. “Yes. God yes, you feel so good.” Her grip on the chair got a little harder then as Mia tried to brace herself. “Harder. please. So good. You feel so good.”

Sam

That 'please' would always get him going , determined to indulge the need Sam could feel in the way her body moved with his, even before the words slipped from her lips, mixed with that soft whine. Sam shifted his palm from the lounger to settle at her hip, pushing upwards so her ass moved higher against him, the slight change in angle rewarding him with the tight clench of slick walls as he bottomed out completely. "Jesus," he moaned, rough noise slipping out unchecked, the harder tug to her hair instinctive as he switched up the pace, shifting to a harder, grinding rhythm, giving her exactly what she asked for and more, the hard muscle of broad shoulders and back gleaming from sun and sweat and he pressed those growls to the curve of her neck, the sounds mixed with a few filthy praises. "Push back on it, babe. C'mon, just like that."

Mia

Hearing his praises, his sounds, gave her a warm feeling inside. Even though she knew he had to be enjoying himself and it was necessary to put on a bit of a show for the camera, Mia also knew that part of it was simply Sam getting pleasure from her body. As told, she began to rock back, meeting his hips with her ass as he slid in completely. To have a little more control over the movements was intoxicating and take control she did. Mia quickened her pace, backing up against him faster until all that could be heard was the sound of skin slapping against skin and her moans. Reaching back, she brushed her fingers against her still sensitive clit, giving it a bit of stimulation that made her thighs quiver. Feeling herself close to another climax, Mia stopped, wanting it all to go on for just a bit longer.June 26, 2018

Sam

Sam pushed out another deep moan once Mia began to move in earnest, meeting his rhythm and surpassing it, switching up and setting her own pace and Sam was happy to follow, biting his lip at the feel of every flutter and clench. "God," he moaned, his hand slipping from her hip, arm braced instead on the lounger as he buried his face in the curve of her neck. A strangled groan tumbled out at the feel of her walls pulsing frantically and he barely caught the motion of her hand between her thighs, the touch to her clit setting off a chain reaction of clench and tremble in her thighs and Sam was eager to feel it once more. "Keep touching yourself," he rumbled, tightening his hold in her hair and tugging so that the line of her neck was exposed to his wandering mouth. The kisses he brushed to soft skin were heated, pausing the open-mouth presses to groan his pleasure whenever he bounced her on a hard thrust. "C'mon beautiful. I can feel how much you want it. You do that, and you can ride me. You want that, babe? Wanna sit in my lap and fuck me til I moan for you?"

Mia

“Yes. Yes please. I want that.” Her words were clipped, difficult to form when all that swam in her head was the feeling of pleasure. Doing as she had been told, Mia reached down once again to touch herself before rubbing harder against her clit in time with the thrusts. She could feel her legs quivering and for a moment she considered warming Sam that she couldn’t hold herself up any longer but words couldn’t form. Instead all that released from her mouth was a string of moans and cursing, begging him to bring her over the edge. Her fingers moved faster, wet fingers gliding over her clit until Mia could feel the tightening in her stomach. Finally, with just a few more rubs, Mia’s thighs quivered and she went a little slack, the orgasm taking her over until she was nothing more than tight flutters and the clutching of the man inside her. “I need you. My husband could never do this for me.”

Sam

Sam felt Mia's struggle, the all over tremble and the frantic movement of her fingers making it difficult to keep upright and he curled an arm around her middle, fucking her through the second climax with the same relentless rhythm. He brushed a kiss to her cheek and loosened his hold on dark curls as he slipped from the tight, wet clutch of her center and sat back on his haunches. His dick twitched at the sight of her, shaking thighs and glistening center and he palmed the round curve of her ass with a sharp swat. "You need me, darlin'? Come here." There was an edge in his tone, already heavy with want. And he was eager to keep on pleasing her, to feel her wrapped around him again. He enjoyed the visual of Mia riding him off camera, and knew it'd feel just as good now, especially with how worked up they both were already.

Mia

The bliss of climax made it a little difficult to process his invitation at first. Once the words finally worked through her head though, Mia wasted little time shifting from her position laying on the chair and instead moving into the blonde's lap. Every nerve on her body felt on full alert, protesting stimulation against her sensitive clit but still, Mia lowered herself down onto him. It was hard to imagine that he could fill her any more than than he had been already, yet as she completely lowered herself down onto him it was almost too much to take. She let herself adjust for a moment, burying her face against Sam's neck, giving the skin a soft kiss followed by quick nips up to his ear. "Feel so good, baby. Want to make you feel just as good."

Sam

Sam could tell Mia was a little overstimulated, and he was willing to wait, but she was already in his lap, sinking slow enough that he felt every damn thing, the flutter of slick walls causing a groan to tumble out. And he adjusted himself, sitting down fulling, gripping still-trembling thighs and wrapping them around his waist. He waited for Mia to catch her breath, to adjust to the feeling of fullness while he savored the warmth of her center that clenched around him when she finally bottomed out. His heart thumped wildly and he found it tough to focus with her face in his neck and her in his lap. One hand settled at her ass while the other soothed down her back, and he shivered a bit from the attention she paid to his ear, turning slightly to drop a kiss to the corner of her mouth. "I feel good right now," he told her, rolling his hips in a slight upwards thrust, just to feel her clench a little tighter around him. "You've been real good to me, babe." He repeated the motion, content to take it slow, letting the warmth in his belly build while his fingers found their way to her hair, and pulled her into a deep kiss.

Mia

Mia sighed contently into the kiss, pulling his bottom lip between her teeth and giving it a quick nip as he held onto her hair. Only when she could feel herself getting lightheaded from the lack of air did she pull away from the kiss. Hands came up to the blonde’s shoulders so Mia could brace herself before rolling down against him, enjoying the feeling of him twitching inside her. She tightened around him just a bit more with the roll of her hips once again. The movements were slow and deep, not ready to start bouncing on him once again just yet as Mia’s lips made their way back to his neck. Teeth grazed over the skin before giving him a quick nip then a kiss to the wound. “You’ve been pretty good to me too.”June 27, 2018

Sam

Chest heaving, Sam rocked his hips a little harder into hers once Mia broke the kiss, lips still tingling from the sharp nip. Unlike the tease of his fingers before, or the rough pace of his earlier strokes, this was an effortless glide of deep ins, hips moving in tandem with rocking grind of Mia's, a give and take that left him a little dazed the harder and tighter she clenched around him. Her teeth at his neck pulled a low growl from his throat, and he landed a firm smack to her ass, cupping the curve of it and giving a short thrust, letting her bounce in his hold. "You can get this whenever your husband's away," he promised, a smug smile tugging at his lips, as the warm sensation pooled in his belly, spreading to the base of his spine and he shuddered at the feel of his building release. Turning slightly, he brushed his nose to Mia's before nipping at her jawline with a muted hum as he asked, "Is that what you want, beautiful? Hmm? We can do this whenever he's away."

Mia

The promise that they could repeat this when her fictional husband was gone had Mia smiling just a bit. “Yes, it’s what I want. I want to feel you whenever he’s not around. I want the chance to feel a real man giving me this.” Feeling him twitch inside her, Mia guessed he was close as she started to bounce in his lap groaning at the feeling of him pressing in only to be pulled out a bit. As she began bouncing at a rapid pace, Mia cupped his face, pulling him into another kiss, hard and desperate as she nipped and sucked on his bottom lip.

Sam

Sam pressed a smile into the curve of her neck at those words. Despite the cliche and slightly cheesy premise, he couldn't deny he was feeling it, in part thanks to Mia's vibe, and the effortless way they played off one another in the moment. The switch up in pace had him tightening his grip and thrusting upwards to meet the bounce that had him edging closer to his release. His moans tumbled out rough and unchecked, the sound lost between the messy meet of their lips as he continued to move. "Shit!" Sam broke their kiss, his head dropping to her shoulder, lips finding the curve of her neck as he chased down more of those tight clenches, wrenching out every bit of pleasure from him. It only took a few more of those strokes before he hit his peak with a low, breathless moan, both arms wrapped around Mia's slender frame, his hips still grinding into hers, still working to bring her over the edge.(edited)

Mia

With her already at the edge, every movement he made inside her brought a shiver down her back and for a moment she wasn't sure it would even be possible to have another orgasm so soon. Yet, as Sam finally reached his and his lips found her neck, Mia tipped her head back and released an airy moan. Against she tightened around him, wanting to keep the full feeling from going away. Recovering from her third orgasm in such a short span of time, Mia felt out of breath, whining softly as her hips shifted ever so slightly, her sensitive clit protesting even the slightest further stimulation. Not moving from his lip just yet, Mia reached out to run her fingers through the long blonde hair, giving a slight tug until Sam was forced to look at her. This time as she leaned in to press her lips against his, Mia was gentle, giving him a few long and soft kisses before breaking the connection. It was over, they had what they needed for what was sure to be a well-received video, she was sure of it but pulling away and cleaning up didn't seem the most important thing to do in the world - not yet at least.

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