There's some 'simulated incest' in this story. You'll see what I mean if you read it, but if you are offended by such things you might want to read another story. As usual, all people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen.
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The Church Lady
Tucker got a phone call from a nervous sounding woman. That wasn't at all unusual, but this particular woman's voice was noticeably trembling, and she talked so quietly Tucker could barely hear her.
"Does...Billy Carpenter still work there?" she asked.
"Who's asking?" Tucker said. Billy went by the name Dickie Biggers on the website and Tucker didn't like using his performer's real names on the phone unless he knew who he was talking to.
"Oh. Um...I knew him...from...his mother's church," the woman said.
"Oh, okay," Tucker said. "What can I do for ya ma'am?"
"I, uh, was wondering if I...I'm not really sure how to ask this..."
"You wanna do a scene with him? Is that it?" Tucker asked.
"Well, I, um...would that be...?"
"Sure, that's a possibility," Tucker said. "Am I understanding you correctly? Is that why you called?"
"Yes," the woman said sheepishly.
Her name was Pauline Smyther. A long time parishioner at the Church of the Lord Savior, she'd watched Billy grow up and watched in shock as Billy's mother Laura, the former pastor at the church, was brought down in disgrace in a huge sex scandal. It happened at the same time Billy's porn career was getting started, and when
that
news broke the church was shocked again, the parishioners left reeling from the depravity of it all.
The scandal had done something else though — it opened some eyes to the dark side, the seamy underbelly that simmers below the surface, even in a group of God-fearing 'good people'. Pauline had never thought much about porn in the past, other than the few stories she'd seen about it on the news. She'd never watched any x-rated videos or movies, or looked at any 'dirty pictures'. It was an alternate world that she was completely detached from. Then Billy happened. The cute, young, pastor's son — who everyone in the church was fond of — grew into a handsome young stud and became a porn star. How could she
not
have a look? She was pretty sure half the church, or more, had at least clicked on the preview clip, just to see if it was all true — was Billy really...doing it? On the internet? For the whole world to see?
He was. And Pauline watched. She'd never felt such a rush of adrenaline in her life, her whole body hot and tingling as she watched Billy fuck Donna Deeper, a woman who was older than Pauline for goodness sake! The preview clip was way too short, so Pauline signed up for a membership at Tucker's website. She couldn't believe she had done it, and still feels dirty and wicked every time she gets her credit card bill and sees not only Tucker's website, but two others she's signed up for as well.
Pauline worked for a large corporation, and they were making big changes to their organization. Her office had been downsized and she'd been laid off, but they offered her a chance to transfer out to the West Coast. She'd never been there, but she didn't have much family around, and few friends other than at the church, so she decided to accept, and was just a few weeks from moving when she called Tucker.
It was when she realized many of the women on Tucker's website were amateurs — and Billy did scenes with them — that her formerly sensible mind started unraveling. Put that together with moving far away — hiding from the scene of the crime I guess you could call it — and, well, the temptation was just to much. She cracked. She dialed the phone.
"So what's your fantasy, Pauline?" Tucker asked.
"You mean, apart from just...being with Billy? Oh. Should I tell you? Well...I guess it's...like this..."
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Billy Carpenter and Kelsey would act out the fantasy, along with Pauline of course. The scene was shot on location at Pauline's house. It had been sold, and she was packing, but they filmed in the yard and in one of the guest bedrooms, so all the boxes weren't a problem. Pauline was as nervous as she'd ever been, and messed up her lines a few times until she got used to using fake names, but she got them right eventually. The whole crew was calm and nice, and Billy and Kelsey were sweet to her, which helped to put her at ease.
Billy and Kelsey played brother and sister characters named Johnnie and Mindy. Pauline played their Aunt Karen. The three of them were in her backyard, raking leaves when the scene starts...
"It's so nice of you two to and give up some of your Thanksgiving break from college to come help me with this," Aunt Karen said.
"Aunt Karen, you know we've always loved staying with you," Mindy said.
"Yeah, Mindy and I always have fun here," Johnnie said.
Mindy had an odd smirk on her face. Aunt Karen thought back to the last time they stayed with her, when she woke in the night and thought she'd heard lovemaking sounds. She went back to sleep that night, thinking she was just dreaming, but seeing her niece and nephew playing in the leaves as they raked that November day, frisky and maybe a little
too
familiar, she wondered if her suspicions had been right.
"I've got a terrible itch," Mindy said, dropping her rake in the big pile of leaves. "Can you help me Aunt Karen?"
Karen scratched the back of Mindy's t-shirt.
"No, go up under. Yeah, that's better. Farther up, and around the side."
Karen scratched and gently massaged Mindy's warm skin, up where her bra strap would be if she'd been wearing one.
"Ohhh...that feels nice. You've got soft hands Aunt Karen, you should work in one of those massage places," Mindy said. "Do you ever get an itch? One you need help with?"
Karen glanced at her nephew Johnnie's body, shirtless on the unusually warm autumn day, his muscles flexing as he raked. She brushed the smooth curve on the side of Mindy's breast as she withdrew her hand from under the shirt. Mindy's warmth seemed to transfer into Karen, and her face flushed with heat. Mindy's nipples hardened from her aunt's touch, transforming her thin white t-shirt into a work of erotic art. She giggled and threw a handful of leaves at her brother.
Later in the evening, when it was time for bed, they all walk into the guest bedroom, a small room on the second floor with sloping ceilings and twin beds.
"I've made the beds up for you," Aunt Karen said, "but I know you're getting older now, so Johnnie, you can sleep down on the couch if you want to."
"No, we love this room," Mindy said, answering for him.
An hour later Karen stood in her nightgown outside the slightly open door, in the dim light of the hallway. The guest room was lit by the flickering light of a nearly silent television. Mindy was on top of Johnnie, sucking his cock while he licked her soft pussy. Mindy looked up from her hard fleshy treat and smiled as her eyes met Karen's.
"We forgot to close the door," Mindy said, sounding calm and unfazed. "Now you know our secret Aunt Karen."
