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Page illustration detail from What Makes it Go? Joe Kaufman - 1977.
Fiona Apple during the recording for 'Why try to change me now'
mothercain. "shot by caden clinton" tumblr, 27 feb 2023.
Attemping Magnus Artober again, and so, Day 1: Recording
No guarantee I'll be able to finish, but I'm still going to try!
Hiyaaa loving your stories! Can u do a jackie x reader and makes a movie with him (😜😜😜)
〈 ON CAMERA 〉- JACKIE J
𝟅𝟈 pairings: jackie Jackson x fem!reade
𝟅𝟈 warnings: smut, recording sex, thumb in the 🍑, explicit sexual content, double penetration, multiple orgasms, power dynamics, established relationship
𝟅𝟈 a/n: hopefully this makes sense, tried to let out my inner papa freak on this one ;)
The air in the bedroom was thick with anticipation, the dim lighting casting long, flickering shadows against the walls.
On the bedside table, a high-end camcorder, its small red light blinking.
Jackie stood in the center of the room, shirtless, his muscles rippling under his skin.
He looked at the camera and then at you, a hungry, predatory glint in his eyes.
The vulnerability from before was gone, replaced by a raw, carnal need to be seen, to be recorded, and to be completely undone by you.
"You really want this on tape, baby?" he rasped, his voice low and vibrating. "You want the whole world or just us to see exactly how I fuck you?"
You didn't answer with words. Instead, you walked toward him, your eyes locked on his, and slowly slid your clothes off, leaving you completely naked and glistening under the soft lights.
You stepped into the frame of the camera, arching your back and rubbing your nipples, knowing exactly how the lens was capturing every curve of your black skin.
Jackie groaned, the sound guttural and needy. His large hands gripping your hips and turn you around, pulling your ass back against his hardness.
He then spun you both around and shoved you down onto the bed, positioning you so the camera had a perfect, wide-angle view of your spread legs.
Jackie didn't waste a second. He dropped to his knees, his face diving between your thighs.
He didn't tease; he buried his face in your pussy, his tongue lashing out in long, wet strokes that made you scream.
He sucked your clit hard, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub while his fingers shoved deep inside you, stretching your walls.
"Look at the camera, baby," he commanded, his voice muffled by your flesh. "Let it see how wet you are for me."
You gripped the headboard, your hips bucking wildly as he drank you in, the sound of his sloppy licking filling the room.
Just as you were on the verge of a screaming climax, he pulled away, leaving you shivering and desperate.
He stripped off the rest of his clothes in one fluid motion, his thick, pulsing cock springing free.
He lifted your legs, draping them over his shoulders and he started fucking you.
The camera captured everything, the way his thick shaft disappeared completely into you, the way your pussy lips stretched and clung to him.
He picked up the pace, his hips moving in a blur of friction.
He was fucking you with nasty intensity, his face strained, sweat dripping from his forehead onto your chest.
You felt the pressure building, a tidal wave of heat crashing through your gut.
You screamed his name, your body convulsing in a violent, toe-curling orgasm that squeezed him tight.
Jackie pulled out and you whined. He grabbed the camcorder. He held it in his hand now laying on his back.
"Get on it," he commanded, his voice a low, demanding rumble. He leaned back against the headboard, he was pulsing and it was standing straight up.
"I want to see everything girl."
You obeyed, straddling him and slowly lowering your hips. As you sank down, Jackie tilted the camera downward.
The screen captured the vivid image of your wet pussy lips stretching wide to accommodate his girth.
The microphone picked up the loud, wet squelch as he disappeared inside you, the camera capturing the way your flesh clung to him, glistening with a mixture of pre-cum and the remnants of his previous load.
"Look at that," Jackie groaned, his eyes darting between the screen and your face. "Look how tight you are for me. You're fucking soaking, baby."
He began to thrust upward, his hips snapping up to meet your descent.
He kept the camera angled low, filming the way your pussy lips were being pulled and stretched with every deep plunge.
You put your hands on his chest, your head tossing back as you rode him, your walls clamp down on him even harder.
"You love being watched, don't you?" he rasped, the camera shaking slightly with the intensity of his movements. "You love knowing exactly how nasty this looks."
After a few minutes of frantic riding, Jackie decided he wanted a different view. "Turn around," he ordered. "We want to see that ass."
You shifted, turning your back to him and settling into a reverse cowgirl position.
You arched your back, your breasts swaying as you bounced on his shaft.
Jackie moved the camera, filming the view from behind, the way your plump cheeks spread apart revealing the glistening, open entrance of your pussy as it swallowed him whole.
As you picked up the pace, your breath coming in ragged gasps.
While his other hand kept the camera steady, filming the raw friction of your bodies, he slid his large thumb down.
He didn't hesitate, pressing his thumb firmly against your tight puckered hole and shoving it deep inside your ass.
You let out a sharp, piercing scream, your entire body jolting. The sensation of being filled in both holes simultaneously was overwhelming.
You felt stretched to your absolute limit, you twitching violently around him and his thumb.
"Yeah, take it," Jackie growled, his voice thick with lust. He began to pump his thumb in and out of your rectum in sync with the thrusts of his cock. "I've got you completely filled, baby. You're my little toy on camera."
The dual stimulation sent you over the edge. You began to shake, your pussy gripping him in rhythmic, crushing waves of an orgasm.
Jackie didn't stop, he pushed his thumb deeper, while he hammered into your pussy one last time.
He let out a moan, his body stiffening as he erupted inside you again, the camera capturing the violent tremors of your climax and the sheer intensity of his release.
He kept the camera rolling for a few seconds after, filming the way you collapsed, your pussy leaking his cum while his thumb slowly slid out of your backside with a wet, popping sound.
He stayed buried inside you for a long moment, both of you gasping for air.
He then pushed on off of him gently and a string of cream and seed leaking from your open pussy and dripping onto the sheets.
"That," he whispered, kissing you deeply, "is going to be my favorite movie of all time."