The Pornstuff Girlfriend Ch 05

"Hey, I gotta go. Wish you weren't too busy to give me a ride," Zoey said kissing my neck.

"Me too, cupcake. But I have some applications to write. Have to submit before five."

"Okay. Suit yourself. Sorry that you will miss the girls kissing show I will put on for the boys."

"Huh?"

"Remember? I promised Britney that I would let her kiss me for a week."

"Oh, yeah." I always had a fetish to see my girlfriend with another girl and she knew it. I never pushed her for it because I thought she wasn't into girls.

"So, what do you say? And what does He say?" She slid her hand from behind me to my crotch. And that little rascal was hard as a rock by the mention of some lesbian action. "He's excited, baby. What about you?"

"Dammit. Let's go."

"Woohoo!!" She kissed me again.

***

New location this time. I had some trouble finding the right way to the cabin house. Google map was weird some time. It was near a lake.

The cabin wasn't that big. But the property was huge. It looked like it was abandoned for a long time but I noticed a poor attempt of renovation. Weeds were cleared and the cabin itself looked clean.

The door was open. We were going to step in but Britney met us at the door. She was topless. There seemed to be some kind of shiny liquid on her perky tits with puffed nipples. Probably sunscreen. Was she going to sunbathe on the lake shore?

"You owe me kisses, girl. You can't enter the house before I taste those cute lips of yours," Britney said, pulling Zoey into an embrace and locking their lips together.

Wow, that was a pleasant surprise. The drive was already worth it.

Zoey wore casual today. A tight tank top with no bra and even tighter yoga shorts. Her toned legs were gleaming in the sun. To make the scene even hotter, Britney snaked one of her hands under her yoga shorts. She began kneading Zoey's bubble butts. I was glad that I had a baggy tee and jeans on me. Otherwise, I would be sporting a tent big enough to host today's shooting.

Then, the Norse god of ruining moment sent his minion. Victor came out the door, naked as the day he was born.

"Bree, don't be rude to our friend Damien." He pointed at me. "And you should know better than to cope a feel of a girl's butt in front of her boyfriend."

Victor reached out his hand toward Britney's as if to pull her hand out of Zoey's shorts. Instead he grabbed the hem of Zoey's shorts and yanked it down to her thighs. Zoey's naked ass got free from its captivity. Britney's hand was still squeezing her white flesh hard. Luckily, the girls' bodies were glued together, so her pussy wasn't out in the open.

Victor grabbed Britney's hand and removed it from Zoey's cheek. Then he began softly caressing her ass. "Look, how hard you mauled her ass. It's turned red." The girls were too engrossed in their kissing to even react.

"Hey," I glared at Victor. I really needed to improve my reaction time and stop getting frozen in these moments.

Victor knew I was no fan of his shenanigans. "Come on, dude. I was just teasing you guys," he said, pulling her shorts up but leaving it halfway.

Then, the ladies finally pulled themselves apart.

"Hey, you mashed cum on my top. Damien doesn't like it when I get my clothes dirty." Zoey complained to Britney. Wait, was that cum?

"Sorry, babe. You were too hot to resist. Blame Vic. I told him not to cum on my chest."

"Guilty as charged," Victor mockingly said, raising his hands up in surrender. Then he turned toward me.

"Damien, you know anything about testing pH and shit of a hot tub?"

"Yeah, why?" I was in charge of maintaining the hot tub of our frat house while I was still in college.

"There's one in the back. We bought some kits. But none of the idiots can't do it."

"It's not rocket science. You could search on youtube."

"Come one, buddy. Help us out for a bit, please."

"Okay, fine."

"Don't worry. Shouldn't take long."

I decided to help out. I couldn't be an ass to my girlfriend's colleagues all the time. I wanted to tell him I would help if he put some clothes on. But who I was kidding? This was a porn set. Also, I was in a bit of a hurry.

"Babe, I'm gonna go take care of this," Zoey said, rubbing her index finger in the cum spots on her tank top in semi-disgust. "Find me before you head out." Then, she headed inside.

"Sure, cupcake."

I walked around to the backyard with this naked shitbag. The hot tub was in good condition for a vintage wooden one. It had some modern fittings for heating water and blowing bubbles from below. I checked the water balance and put some chlorine in it.

Then I headed inside and wasn't remotely ready for the scene I stumbled upon.

My girlfriend was lying on her back on the couch, not a thread on her. Jaden was plunging his large cock in and out of her stretched pussy. Her tits were dancing with his every push. She had one of her hands on her clit, stimulating her pussy. The camera man, Daniel, was hovering over her face in an uncomfortable pose. He was pushing his balls on her mouth and her tongue was lapping the underside of the sack.

Again, I stood frozen. My whole world had just shattered right in front of my eyes. I forgot to breathe. I forgot to feel anything except for a pit in my stomach deeper than the Mariana trench.

After a few seconds, I mustered enough strength to make a sound. But it sounded more like a whimper.

"What the fuck are you guys doing?"

Jaden turned his face toward me. "Just warming up for the day, man. How's things?"

"What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend?" This time, it sounded more like a shout.

Both Jaden and Daniel looked at me in confusion. After a second, a realisation seemed to dawn on Jaden's face. Then he broke into laughter.

"Haha! Look at his face. Did you really think your girlfriend wasn't fucking us this whole time? Look at how much cock I can give her. And boy, can she take it. No wonder she's never satisfied with you."

I was ready to fight for my girlfriend. Taunting me only made me more furious. I knew I was gonna beaten up by three guys. But at least I would save some dignity in that way, whatever left of it.

"What's the commotion, guys?" I heard a familiar voice coming from the door to another room. I turned around and puzzled to see my girlfriend standing there.

"What the fuck?"

"Why are you looking at me like that, babe?"

"You missed the funny part, Zo. Damien mistook Tina for you. He thought I was fucking you. So, I teased him a bit."

"That's not funny, Jaden." Zoey took my side. She came forward to me and held my face, "Hey babe, are you okay? You look so pale."

"Uhh... I'm fine," I responded, trying to calm myself down.

"Hey, I'm Tina. Sorry for Jaden. He can be a jerk sometimes." a voice came from my side. I turned at her and was perplexed to see almost a carbon copy of my girlfriend. Oh, I remembered. She was in the group chat. Well, she was not like an identical twin to Zoey, but she could easily pass as her sister. What's even more confusing is that they had the same hair and the same body features. Especially, the twins on their chest could be actually twins.

"Hi, I'm Damien. You... you look so much like her." I shook the hand of the naked girl and eyed her from head to toe.

"Yeah, we're like twinsies." She hugged Zoey from the back grabbing both of her tits and gave them a little shake.

That was the first time I noticed that my girlfriend was topless.

"By the way, why are you topless?" I asked Zoey.

"Didn't you see I got Victor's cum all over my top? So I had to take it off."

I wanted to protest but I felt it was useless. She would probably find some other justifications to lose any clothing. I needed to get away from here and clear my mind.

I kissed her goodbye and went for the road.

***

I lost three hours giving my girlfriend a ride to work. I needed to focus on composing the application. But I couldn't keep my mind in one place. It always circled back to Zoey and what she was doing with her colleagues.

I didn't want to give her a call but it was becoming harder to resist every minute. So I gave in and facetimed her.

"Hey, babe." Zoey's jolly face flashed on the screen.

"Hey, cupcake. How's work going there?"

"Having a bit busy time. Can't talk much right now. You wanted to say anything?"

"No, just wanted to see what you're doing there."

"Bummer. I wish I had some time in my hand."

"Can't you make a few minutes to talk with me?"

"I wish I could. But I could be on the line. You can watch me working that way."

"That works. I miss you."

"Aww! I miss you too. I'm putting the phone down here. But I'm muting you, okay?" she said before planting the phone on the coffee table facing the couch.

She moved a bit way from the camera and I realised she was still topless like before. I wanted to object but she had already muted my audio. But she didn't mute hers. So, I was able to her her side.

It was good this way. I could focus on my work and sometimes glance at her face. Both of us would be connected without disturbing either's work.

She went out of view of the camera and returned a minute later with a bowl of water and a razor. I guess she had the duty to shave one of the girls. I instantly got a hard on and imagined a scene of her shaving Tina's bush. She had a cute little savannah growing on her. But a clean shave was always the best. Zoey was totally bare there because I liked it.

But the gods were not in my favour today. It was Victor who joined her on the couch. Dammit.

"Is it a girl's razor, Zoey? Are you serious?"

"Why? Girls razors are the best. They are much more efficient and safer. Trust me."

"I don't think it will make me much smoother. Britney always complains her tongue hurts after licking me."

"It will, don't worry. I use this brand myself. I am smooth as a butter down there."

"Nah, I don't believe it."

Zoey sighed and pulled the front of her shorts down. She stopped when it only just covered her slits. He reached his hand out and softly caressed the triangle on top of her pussy. Then slowly he dipped a couple of fingers under her waistband.

"Don't touch my pussy, pervert."

"Don't worry. I won't." He made a V with his index and middle fingers and slid them up and down. The gap between his two fingers indicated that he avoided her slit and only rubbed her outer pussy lips.

"Feels smooth enough?" Zoey seemed a little annoyed with him.

"It does, actually. But I'm not worrying about how my hand feels. The problem is the tongue. Not sure your razor can smooth it out enough for a good licking."

I saw where this was going. I wanted to stop her but I was muted. I could hang up and call her again. But some parts of me stopped myself and wanted to see how it played out.

"Who says my pussy isn't smooth enough for licking." Come on, girl. Don't put any ideas into his head. But it was too late.

"Can't be sure without a try." Making my prediction true, Victor darted his tongue out and slid it over her hairless triangle. Zoey was caught off guard and made a shrieking sound. But that seemed to motivate him further. Instead of one good lick, he kept painting her bare mound with his tongue. Zoey made no effort to stop him.

This time I was ready to call it off as soon as his tongue reached under her waistband. I wasn't gonna sit idle while another dude licked my girlfriend's clit.

He went pretty close but decided not to push his boundaries. He must have known I was watching them. After a minute of the carpet washing, Victor was satisfied.

"Hmm, tastes pretty smooth down there. Sorry for doubting you."

"Told you. Now, sit down on the towel and put a stop to your whining."

Victor sat down on the couch spreading his legs to give her easy access. Zoey kneeled on the ground before him. The phone was at an angle so her head didn't block his crotch. I hoped it did but then I wouldn't be able to see what she was doing.

She poured some baby oil on her hands and rubbed them on his groin and pubic area. That should have been enough but she oiled his ballsack too. I would have bothered me a whole lot to see my girlfriend gliding her hands on Victor but she was very quick and professional about it. She tried and did do it in a non-erotic fashion. More like a nurse moisturizing a patient of hers.

Then, she began with the razor. But it was very hard to do while avoiding the dick. The dick being soft right now only made it harder. It was clear that it was her first time putting a razor on a man.

"Man, your penis keeps coming in my way. Can you hold it down? Or make it hard so the skin is stretched a bit? Can't believe you are soft in front of a topless girl."

"It's not you. Just came two times in the last hour alone. Jerking with my own hand won't do much good right now. You could call up Britney or Tina to give me a handjob while you shave me."

"Nope. It would get too much crowded here."

"Then, it leaves only one person."

"Victor, you're not gonna get a handjob from me."

"Doesn't need to be a handjob. You can just hold it and move it around while you shave me. And give it a few tugs once in a while. It might not even rise."

"Fine. Just don't go bragging to the boys that you got a handjob from me. This ain't it," Zoey stated and held the base his soft cock with her left hand. She laid the shaft on his belly and began working the blades. Every few seconds, she jacked it off a few times. She quickly fell into a routine of jerking and shaving.

The phone's battery was almost dead. I needed to get the charger, but suddenly, the doorbell rang. Fuck, who was that at this hour? I reluctantly got up to check it out. It was Zoey's father.

"Hey, Mr Brooks, I mean, Paul."

"You're still not used to calling me by my first name, huh? Do I still give off a gangster girl dad vibe? Whatever. I had some errand to run on your street. So, I figured I could drop by for a bit and see you kids. I hope you got some beers in the freeze. I know, I know. It's the middle of the day."

"Paul, it's not a good time, actually." I really needed to get back on the call. God knew what they were up to right now.

"Why? You found a job?"

"Not yet, but..."

"Don't tell me you're tapping my baby girl right now before marriage. Haha! Just kidding. I was your age once. I couldn't wait for marriage if I had a chick like my daughter. She's grown a fine pair on herself."

That was a weird thing to say about his own daughter. Man, what was wrong with people these days? Was I the only one not oversexed all the time?

"It's fine, you can come inside."

"Nah. I'll come by another day. Will give you guys a heads-up next time."

Paul Brooks left with his truck. I slammed the door and ran to my phone. I shouldn't have.

I literally ran to my phone. But I shouldn't have. Because I was not remotely prepared to believe what was going on there. I was a full-on handjob. Zoey held Victor's shaft with one hand and ran the other up and down his huge length. She didn't forget to give it a little twist when her hand reached the tip.

"Don't make that face. I ain't giving you a handjob. Just making you hard. Not for your pleasure or something." Zoey tried to make her point. Yeah, right. That was not a handjob, sure.

"But I Am pleased." Zoey rolled her eyes at Victor's response.

"Is it hard enough yet?" What was she talking about? Victor's dick looked as hard as a steel pipe.

"Just keep doing it. It'll get even harder. Shaving will be so much easier after this, trust me."

"Okay, but it feels weird doing it to you, let alone in front of my boyfriend."

"Don't worry about him. He'll tell you when he feels uncomfortable."

"Fine." Zoey turned her face toward the phone but not quite at it. "Babe, just holler when you think I should stop, okay?"

Then it suddenly dawned on me. Why was I enjoying this like I was watching a live porn? I shouldn't be okay with this. I was so turned on that I forgot to even get mad at this.

"It's enough, cupcake. Just shave the prick and get it over with it," I shouted. But she showed no indication to stop, or even slow her pace. It was like she didn't even hear...

Fuck!! I was on mute. I quickly ended the call. I tried to dial her again but the screen just went black.

Fuck again!! The charger. Where was it? I ran to my bedroom where I last charged my phone. It wasn't in the outlet. I ruffled the whole bedroom. It was nowhere to be found. I really needed to organize where I put stuff. I panicked. I panicked hard. I searched all the rooms but it was nowhere. Zoey always carried hers in her bag. There were no spare chargers as my phone was the only Apple device I used. All my other devices used the usb-c port. Fuck you, Apple.

I gave up. I could just go buy a charger. But she'd probably finished the handjob already. So why even bother? Also I shouldn't drive in a panic. Wait a minute, I had a cable in my car. I could charge in the car. I was a fucking idiot.

So, I did. The first thing I did after the phone came to life, was call her.

"Hi, babe. What happened? I tried calling you many times." Zoey's face flashed on the screen. Her bare shoulder indicated that she was still topless as a mermaid.

"Battery was dead. Couldn't find the charger. I was sure it was by our bed."

"No, mine was. Oh, shit!" The camera lost its focus. She was running. "Sorry, babe. I packed your charger, thinking it was mine. I got both of them in my bag."

"It's fine. I'm charging in the car. So, did the prick try anything else with you?"

"No, he didn't try anything else after nearly cumming on my face."

"When did he.... never mind. When do you get off?"

"Just a little more. Jaden is letting me get behind the camera today. I'm excited."

"So, that counts as a promotion?"

"Umm.. not really. Probably just a one-off shoot. He told me that a girl is more suitable for shooting this specific scene. Anyway, can you come pick me up after an hour?"

"I dunno. Not really feel like driving. It's a long drive to the lakehouse. Also need to finish some stuff here. Can't you take the bus?"

"From when did the city bus start service in the lake area?"

"Can't any of your colleagues give you a ride to the city? You can take the bus from there."

"You really don't wanna come, huh? How about a little incentive? In the morning, I told Britney you wanted to see us make out before reaching the cabin. I can do it again."

"Nope. Still don't wanna drive."

"Fine. Have it your way. You might regret it later. Bye." She hung up before I had a chance to say anything. I had a really bad feeling about this.

I needed to jack off right now. This whole time I had an Eiffel tower under my pants. I desperately needed a release to calm myself down right now. I pulled it out. That was the first time I was masturbating in my car. Well, it's technically indoors because I was in the garage.

I needed no porn to jerk off when the scene of my girlfriend giving a handjob was still so fresh in my mind. I knew I shouldn't entertain this line of thoughts for my own sanity. But it was not my brain which was in charge.

Around five minutes into the session, I heard a ding from my phone. I checked the message with other hand, not letting go of my dick.

Zoey sent a photo. She was on her knees in front of Jaden this time. Around four inches of his cock was in her mouth. What the fuck!

There was a text below it. "My mouth will close around this cock after some times and it will go even deeper. Unless my boyfriend comes and stops it."

It was probably taken with a professional camera. Even when I zoomed in on her mouth, the quality was clear. She made a big ha and Jaden's cock was hovering inside it. It looked like his cock was not touching the inside of her mouth or her lips.

Really? Blackmailing me with the threat of a blowjob now? I groaned and turned the key.