Crepuscolo got off the bus near Dawn's house, she was his landlady, and also a... he didn't know the word? Webcam mistress? Online pornstar? He recently helped her with creating some content, and it went poorly, very poorly. Apparently all he needed was a brisk breeze to make him achieve orgasm.
He saw the house as he made his way up the street, his mind wandered to recent problems. That very day he was at the home of a classmate, Sabryna; and even had sex with her! It happened during a football game watched by her whole family, the two of them were able to do it without anyone noticing!
Crepuscolo turned the door knob, wondering how he was able to get up to so much mischief, and yet feel like shit.
A cold gust greeted him as he stepped thorough the doorway, stopping him instantly. Dawn turned to pornography because she was broke. The housing bubble did in her real estate business, leaving her destitute. Since then she kept her Florida home cool, but certainly not cold.
Next he heard faint voices in Spanish, causing concern to fill him. The sounds came from the backyard; moving slowly he went to find the source.
Looking through the sliding door, he saw two men dressed in dust covered plaid shirts and jeans. They were filling the pool, they looked up waving and smiling when they saw him.
"Crepuscolo." Dawn said from behind, startling him.
"Uh hello Ms Morgan." He mumbled.
"I see you've noticed some changes?" She asked.
Crepuscolo looked around, and realized that several lights were on. Dawn only had three working light bulbs in the house at any given time, one in each bedroom, and one in the bathroom. All to save money on hydro.
"Yeah, a couple." He replied, confused. "How?"
"Those videos we made..." She started to say as Crepuscolo blushed. "They were very, um popular."
"Really?" He said wide-eyed.
"Yes." She said matter-of-factly. "When my usual buyers weren't paying, I found a very secure website where people could pay for a viewing."
Dawn loved to slip in real estate jargon in everyday conversation. Crepuscolo's mouth fell open at her words. He couldn't imagine anyone paying to watch those videos.
She put a hand on the bottom of his jaw and closed his mouth as she spoke.
"Buyers can only view the listing once, then have to pay to watch it again. They also can't download it." She said.
"So..." He said still puzzled.
"So I even blocked whole countries and states, such as Florida and Quebec." She said beaming as she spoke.
"Wow!" Was all he could manage to say.
"You're wondering how much did it make over the weekend?" Dawn asked.
Crepuscolo nodded.
"It's been a steady increase." She said. "Our customers appreciate that our listings are... um unique."
He just stared in amazement at Dawn, looking her in the eyes, then looking down at her breasts and body. She wore a large men's shirt, which covered her bountiful chest, she also had on a pair of blue jeans.
"I know what you're thinking." She said smiling and putting a hand on his shoulder. "You don't have to work for me any more. I've put out a tender for a replacement!"
Crepuscolo did his best to cover his disappointment. Although he might be dating Sabryna, he liked the idea of daily blowjobs.
"Don't be upset," Dawn said noticing his concern and hugging him. "You have school, and basketball. You don't have time for making movies."
"Yeah." Crepuscolo said defeatedly.
"Besides," She continued to say, letting him go. "I'm still paying your parents, even without you working for me. I've already made a small cheque out to them."
He looked at her, surprised again, but also wanting another hug.
"Don't worry! I told them it was a delayed dividend." She said. "So look surprised when they tell you!"
She slapped him on the arm, then walked away, leaving him more confused then before.
The week passed quickly. He didn't see Sabryna at school, she must have been avoiding him, but now that Dawn was making money, he finally had money for Bus fare. So he didn't mind the cold shoulder.
Before the week was through, Dawn had found her stunt cock. He was a giant juice-monkey, and Ex-Marine. Despite what would be a reputation for being slow, Kirk was a decent fellow who trying to rediscover himself after multiple tours in Iraq.
Crepuscolo was initially jealous, but warmed to him. Kirk convinced Dawn to buy some old work-out equipment, which the two of them used almost daily to pumped iron together. In a few weeks, he even moved in; eventually Dawn were dating as well as generating content together.
Dawn gave Crepuscolo a free login to the site, to see his videos, but it also gave him access to their content. In the three weeks since Kirk appeared on the scene, the content they put together was rather large. It wasn't as popular as his work, but now with a growing library, the cash flowed in steadily.
Each night after his shower, and before he went to sleep, Crepuscolo would Jerk off to everything they posted. He didn't think he was obsessed, but he often would watch the entire collection twice. He even started sleeping in the nude so he could wake up at any time and 'crank one out' to her videos.
Crepuscolo couldn't believe how much of a whore Dawn had become! Real estate was her first profession, but pornography had replaced it! She did it all, cumshots, facials, and creampies. They fucked in her bed, on the sofas, the hallways, even in the pool!
There were videos of them wrestling, others had her pretending to be babysitter. It was a perverts dream and Crepuscolo's private stash.
Dawn drew the line with anal, Kirk was six foot tall and packed seven inches of manhood, with a girth that would 'split her in two!' As she would often say in her videos.
All seemed good at this point, Crepuscolo's grades were up, his playing stats were steady, and Dawn had a job again. They also had constant requests from their 'fans' if you could call them that. They obviously wanted anal, but they also wanted to see him back in the videos, or both he and Kirk tag-teaming Dawn, or just the two of them without her.
The cracks in this golden age came from Kirk. He had seen a great deal overseas, things that he couldn't talk about, but instead he relived in his dreams from time to time. Crepuscolo didn't know about the tossing and turning, or the sleepless nights, but he did hear the screams, the crying mixed with unspeakable sounds that came from Dawn's room.
Prayer and pornography helped him a great deal he said, but it wasn't a cure by far. Crepuscolo did find a solution for himself. When Kirk's cries began, he'd open the curtain, put in his ear plugs then head back to sleep, the sunrise would wake him.
Dawn however had no such luxury. She had come to admire Kirk for his strength and stamina by day, and tried her best to comfort him at night with little success. She often would retire to the sofa downstairs, however one night she was particularly exhausted.
"Crepuscolo?" She whispered into his darkened room.
He had his ear plugs in and was fast asleep. In the background Kirk could be heard calling in a nine-liner at full volume. She stumbled into the room exhausted, found his bed in the dark, and crawled under the covers.
In the morning Crepuscolo awoke to find himself on his back with Dawn's head on his chest. He wore just a pair of boxers; she seemed to be wearing one of Kirk's shirts, with nothing else on. His erection wasn't touching her, but it was oozing fluid.
"Ms Morgan?" He said quietly.
She looked up at him with her deep brown eyes, blinked several times before speaking. "I hope you don't mind?"
"Uh, did we?" He asked still confused.
"No silly!" She said patting him on the cheek. "Kirk had a bad night."
"Oh yeah? He did." He replied, then felt dumb for saying it.
He chastised himself for not saying something more clever or in-depth. However by the time he thought of something she stood up to leave the room saying a quick thanks. He stared at the doorway for a few minutes before he took care of his aching problem.
The rest of the week he would wake in frustration when he saw she wasn't there. He loved holding her in his arms, and schemed of ways to get her back in his bed.
He thought for a moment about causing Kirk some trauma, but gave up on that quickly. He wanted Kirk's woman, not his soul. His next idea was best. He'd forgo any clothing when he slept, he figured that Dawn wouldn't care provided that he was quiet. Lastly, he'd Jerk-off only once before bed to ensure he was as viral as possible!
This plan to came to nothing, Kirk slept like a baby for the next several weeks, meaning no visits from Dawn. Crepuscolo gave up on his silly ideas of getting Dawn to sleep with him.
One morning when Dawn, and Kirk gave him a ride to school. They were headed to the coast to shoot some outdoor content. He wanted to join them, but Dawn wouldn't hear it, 'school first' she said.
The drive to school was uneventful save for an auto accident they drove by. A car had flipped on its roof; however everyone was fine as they stood around talking on cell phones near the wreck. Crepuscolo had forgotten all about it by the time he reached his first class; however it was a powerful trigger for Kirk.
He did catch a glimpse of Sabryna in the hallway that morning, however by the time he fought his way through the crowd, she was gone.
That night Dawn's room roared with the sounds of a man re-living an IED strike. Crepuscolo, stripped off his clothes, put in his ear plugs as he said a prayer for his friend before he fell asleep.
When Dawn crept into his room later, he was once again oblivious to her presence. When he awoke, he was on his side, with her breasts pressed against his back. Pulling out his ear plug, he could feel Dawn's breath on the back of his neck.
"Thank-you." She said with a kiss between his shoulder blades.
"Uh, anytime." He mumbled, but she had gotten up and left; he didn't even see what she wore.
Frustrated he came up with his best plan yet. When Kirk started his bad dreams, he wouldn't put in the ear plugs, instead he'd wait for Dawn. He also put his back to the wall, to ensure that he'd be the big spoon this time.
Crepuscolo awoke startled, Kirk was calling in a fire mission loud enough to be heard over a helicopter. He placed his back against the wall, waiting for her to appear. Seconds turned to minutes, finally Kirk quieted down. Frustrated Crepuscolo closed his eyes to give into sleep.
When he awoke Dawn was in his arms! He had one hand on her stomach, the other was under her neck, laying flat on the bed. His face was buried in her tick brown hair; the aroma of fruity shampoo filled his nose.
"This must be a dream!" He thought to himself.
Not wanting to waste this opportunity, he moved his hands with the slow patience of a man not wanting to make a mistake. Dawn was clad in one of Kirk's dress shirts, that went down to her ass. Her smooth legs pressed against his; her feet were on top of his.
