Lucky Man Ch. 23

Kara had planned to work on laundry while also providing Duncan every opportunity to have sex with her that he could, and Duncan was obviously all for that. He did amend that he needed to do some work outside, but that it shouldn't interfere with his "real" job.

Conner and Kelly planned on going to Camille's to discuss web camming and a few other things, and Danielle was tagging along for the ride since she didn't have anything else to do. Kelly figured that she might feel a little weird around Duncan and Kara since they were trying for a baby. She certainly wouldn't blame the young woman. It was a crazy situation all around.

After lunch, Duncan put some clothes on and went outside to work as he'd said he was going to. Danielle and Kelly helped Kara sort clothes for a little while, then both went and got dressed in more fitting attire while Conner went home to shower and change. An hour or so later, he arrived back at the house looking refreshed, and the three set off for Camille's.

There were several cars parked outside of her studio when they pulled up, and Kelly wondered if there was an actual shoot going on. Regardless, Camille had okayed them coming by and hadn't said anything, so she wasn't too concerned about interrupting something

Walking inside with her two young lovers in tow, she went inside and down the long hallway to the studio. Quietly opening the door, she saw that Camille was indeed filming a scene. Quickly holding a hand up to her face and glancing back at Danielle and Conner, she stepped in and let them through, then quietly shut the door behind her.

Moving quietly, she took a seat on the couch against the wall with her two guests. Camille was there of course with a camera in her hand, as well as her husband, Frank, who was also filming. There were four people in the scene itself, two men and two women, and they were going at it hot and heavy.

Both men had each woman bent over the bed, fucking them both doggystyle. From the sheen of sweat on their faces, it looked like they'd been going at it awhile and that they were probably almost done.

After a few minutes, Camille stopped the action and gave a few directions that Kelly couldn't make out. The girls both moved off the bed and knelt on the floor while the men started to jerk themselves off.

"Cum shot," Kelly said, glancing at the other two, both of them watching closely.

Camille said something else to the men, then saw Kelly and the other two out of the corner of her eye.

Smiling, she waved at Kelly to come over, then picked up her camera and started filming the action again.

"Action," Camille called out, the two men moving up predictably and starting to make some animated noises.

Kelly motioned for the two to follow, and stood, walking quietly over to stand near the action to watch.

The two men reached their peak then and first one, then the other cried out, each hand stroking as sprays of cum erupted from the bulbous heads and coated the upturned faces of the two models. After several seconds of animated stroking, the camera was turned and panned over to the two models, who turned and began to affectionately kiss and lick at each other while Camille filmed.

"Gorgeous," she said. "Wonderful! I think that will get it."

The two women stood and took a couple of towels that the two men handed them, wiping their faces and dabbing their torsos.

"Kelly!" Camille said happily. "Glad to see you today."

"Likewise. I see you've been having some fun?" she replied.

"Oh, not as much as I'd like, but it's fun to watch, nonetheless," the filmmaker said, turning to face the foursome.

As Kelly watched, the two women finished a preliminary toweling off and went to bathroom to get cleaned up, but the men seemed perfectly happy to stand there naked after they'd wiped down their junk.

"Paolo, Vincent," Camilla said, drawing their attention. "You both might have seen Kelly from a few of her shoots or videos."

"Paolo," the closest one said, stepping over and offering his hand. Kelly took it, and he lifted it to his lips to kiss it and saying, "Hello," in heavily accented English.

"Vincent," the other one said, taking Paolo's place and smiling at her, kissing her hand as well. She saw Paolo stepping over and doing the same to Danielle, the young woman giggling at the gesture and drawing smiles from the mysterious men.

"These two are in for a scene or two on their way to Los Angeles," Camille explained.

"Did you like the scene?" Vincent asked after taking a turn kissing Danielle's hand and giving a nod to Conner as Paolo had done.

"Oh, we just saw the ending," she said. "I'll have to watch the finished product."

"The ending is the best part, no?" he replied in his heavy Italian accent.

Kelly liked the way both men looked. They were undoubtedly attractive, tan with dark hair and well built. She definitely had to admire the size of equipment both men were wielding and cast more than one glance at both of them.

"You've done a few hardcore scenes, yes?" Vincent asked, squinting his eyes as if he were trying to place her and moving close to Kelly.

She nodded, looking up at him in amusement as she thought of how off-putting the closeness would be to some Americans.

"I have," she said.

"Ah, Bellissima!" he said.

He was already standing close, and his well-sized cock was still sticking out, though drooping slightly. Clearly, he wouldn't need long to get the monster going again. She'd also heard how direct and, for lack of a better word, "handsy," Italian men could be, so she wasn't surprised when he put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his side.

"Camille, what do you say?" he asked. "I don't know about Paolo, but I'm ready for number two!"

Kelly laughed and patted his chest, starting to speak as Paolo interrupted.

"No, I'm ready," Paolo assured the group. "Camille didn't say that you were going to be available for a scene," Paolo said, glancing over. "We have time if you would like to shoot one today, si? I guarantee that you'll have a good time, eh?"

He'd stepped over to the other side of her and she found herself severely distracted as both men began to paw at her. Hands easily moved down and caressed her butt, then moved up the small of her back and danced across the exposed skin of her neck and shoulders.

"As much..." Kelly finally managed to say as Paolo reached up and gently caressed her left breast, "as I want to, I won't be able to."

"Oh, yes I think you should," Vincent said. "You have boyfriend waiting in the car?"

She laughed, then sighed when she felt a warm hand slide into her top, cupping a breast. An obviously fake sound of surprise escaped from him once he reached her nipple.

"Eh, Vincent, look at this," Paolo said, pulling her breast free.

"Ah, is very nice," Vincent said, pulling the other free from the top of the wide-necked shirt she'd worn that day. "Sensitive, no?" he asked, gently pulling on one of the rings. She whimpered and managed to nod in response.

"Beautiful," Paolo commented. "Yes, I think she does want to."

"Oh... I do... but I had sex with a large... fuck...," she stammered as Paolo leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, ring and all. "I had a lot of sex last night, and I'm too sore for anything today."

"No, is not too sore," Vincent protested, taking a spot at her other nipple and eliciting a groan from her as he sucked it in his mouth roughly.

"Fuck," Kelly whispered, knowing how much her willpower was crumbling. Luckily, it was Camille that finally intervened on her behalf.

"You two stop pawing at the poor thing," she said. "She's got to get tested again and she's too sore, you ravenous dogs."

The two men were still pawing at her but stopped pressing her so hard for a scene.

"She's is so beautiful though," Paolo said with a frown. "Red-hair is the most beautiful."

"Listen to Paolo," Vincent said with a laugh. "He say that to all the girls, no matter the hair color."

Kelly giggled, liking both of the men and truly wishing that she would have been able to participate. The forwardness and boldness of both of them was overwhelming and pleasantly intoxicating.

"You might want to let go of them," Camille said with a grin, drawing Kelly's gaze downward.

She was startled and amused to see that she was gripping both dicks in her hands tightly, almost like she'd been steadying herself on them. She hadn't even realized that she'd done that!

"No, is okay. You finish your business," Vincent said. "We stay like this. Is no problem."

The others laughed, and Kelly found that she didn't want to let go, stroking both a couple of times before finally sighing and letting them drop.

"Beautiful," Paolo said, turning her face to his and kissing her cheek. "I hope we can work together soon.

"Very beautiful," Vincent agreed, kissing her hand again, then following Paolo and kissing her cheek.

Both men finally let her step free and she smiled and waved as she followed Camille quickly to the office, Conner and Danielle in tow.

"Wow," she said, stepping inside.

Camille cast an amused grin at her and nodded. "They are definitely something, aren't they? It's good that Danielle came in here with you, because they're like that with everyone, me included."

Kelly giggled.

"Down to business, though," Camille said.

Over the next twenty minutes, Kelly discussed the cam show and what she was going to be doing going forward. One show a week to start with was the plan, which would be filmed on Friday night.

It was Conner who stumbled upon a genius of an idea.

"I can setup a camera wherever we need to," he said at one point, and Camille looked at him curiously for a moment.

"You know... that's not bad," she said.

Kelly glanced back over. "What's that?"

"More cameras," Camille said. "People are ravenous for you and want to see you doing all sorts of things."

Kelly smiled in amusement but nodded silently.

"So... we give them more. We leave the camera up in the room that you're going to be filming the webcams in, but put a camera up in the shower, or like... outside facing the hot tub. You'll have a camera there ready and waiting for when your fans request that you go somewhere and do something else."

Kelly smiled, liking the idea.

"Plus, we can film you taking showers and put that up, drawing more people in."

"People want to watch me shower?" she asked.

"There's people out there that have a fetish about everything honey," Camille said. She looked up past Kelly and got and amused look on her face. Kelly heard footsteps behind her, and started to turn to her left but felt something on her shoulder and glanced to the right.

Laughing, she covered her mouth for a second as she saw the large erection of one of the Italians sitting there.

"He got lonely and wanted to come and get a kiss," Vincent said. "No tell Paolo, though, he get jealous."

Still amused, she turned and gave it a kiss on part of the shaft, causing Vincent to groan animatedly.

"See how happy you make him?"

Camille said something, but Vincent had moved around to Kelly's side and gripped his cock in his hand, thwapping it up and down on her shoulder playfully.

"Is okay, you give another kiss for him," Vincent said, his accent thicker when he was turned on apparently.

Kelly, unable to stop herself, opened her mouth and planted both lips on the head of his cock and was predictably rewarded by him pushing it against her lips.

"See, he has mind of his own now," Vincent said.

Aroused, but still thinking clearly, Kelly smirked and backed her head up.

"No no," Vincent said, his hand on her cheek. "Is no nice to no finish your meal," he said, popping the head up and down on her lips.

"Vincent," Camille said, drawing his gaze over. "Stop seducing my star."

Kelly's lips opened automatically in that moment though, and he thrust inside, his hand moving to the top of her head.

"I sorry but is feel so nice. She beautiful, so sexy," he replied.

Kelly sucked hard, feeling him thrusting into her mouth, wondering if he was hoping to cum there.

"Yes, that's it," he said, looking back down. "And again." He pushed deeper then, his cockhead pushing against the back of her throat for a second before he pulled back.

"He like dog," Paolo said behind them, yanking Vincent back. "Mi scusi," he added, dragging the delicious looking erection away from her lips and back toward the bathroom, Vincent yelling at him in Italian the whole way.

Kelly watched him go, then wiped her mouth and smiled at the others, laughter suddenly filling the office.

"I'm sorry honey," Camille said. "I'll tell them to behave if they come back out."

Not sure if she wanted them to, Kelly simply shrugged. They spoke a few more minutes about her business, and she started to get ready to leave.

"So... Danielle," Camille said, "when are you going to come and shoot for me?"

Danielle looked up; her surprise obvious. "Oh... I uh... I hadn't thought about it."

"You were definitely a hit on Friday night with Kelly's fans," Camille said. "I know that Frank sure liked you."

Danielle smiled and glanced at Kelly.

"It's not a Dom/Sub decision, honey," Kelly said, guessing her question before it was asked.

That looked like it surprised her, and she fell silent for a few seconds. "I'll give it some thought," she said.

"Please do! I've got a lot of shoots planned and could use someone as adorable as you."

Danielle smiled, and the three finally started to make their way to the exit.

"Tell the two studs I said I'd see them soon," Kelly said.

"Will do," Camille replied. "Are you going to be free this week to shoot? I can line up a fella or two for you."

Kelly smiled, nodding. "Definitely," she said. "Tomorrow at the earliest though. I really am sore."

Camille looked like she was suddenly trying to figure something out, and Kelly turned to leave her to it.

"See you soon!" she called out.

"Bye Kel!" came the response.

***

The rest of the day was spent doing housework or relaxing. Danielle took another nap and then helped clean the house with the others, pausing for a few minutes to watch Duncan and Kara go at it again on the living room floor.

Conner spent his afternoon setting up cameras in other spots, getting them secured and locked into the controlling laptop and testing them. After that, the poor young man had said that he was beat and was heading home early.

Duncan had been amused to hear about the two Italians and their shenanigans, as was Kara. He'd asked if she'd finished Vincent off after he'd shoved his dick in her mouth and frowned playfully when she said that she hadn't.

Evening came and Duncan made some steaks, Danielle electing to make the other fixings. She was a decent cook for her age, and the food turned out really nice. After the hearty meal, Danielle retired to her room and Kara got ready to head to hers, the day's constant sexual activities having finally taken their toll.

"Love you guys," she said, kissing them both and rising from the spot on the couch between them.

"Night," Duncan said. "Love you."

"Love you," Kelly replied. "Sleep well hun."

Kara waved sleepily and disappeared into her room.

"So, you've got a porno shoot this week," Duncan said. "I figure that Camille will be calling me again soon."

"I'd count on it," she said.

He chuckled, pulling her to him as she scooted closer. Leaning into his chest, she breathed out deeply, contentedly.

"Honey," he said, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Hmm?" she asked.

"Are you... okay with all of this?" he asked. "The Kara thing."

She turned and looked up at him. "Yes, of course. Why? Do I not seem it?"

"No, no, it's not that," he said. "I just want to make sure that you're not going to get hurt feelings over this."

She nodded, falling silent for a few long, quiet moments. "It means the world to me that you say that honey," she said. "I... I can't give us children. That's not ever going to change. Now... we find ourselves in a real relationship with a girl that can and wants to have kids!"

He smiled. "I know, I know." He turned, giving her an intense look that said in no uncertain terms that he was serious. "But... when she gets pregnant... and..." his hesitation was so clearly an expression of how much he didn't want to hurt her, though she knew what he was going to say.

"When I can't," she said.

He frowned, nodding at her. "I just don't want to see you hurt."

She nodded, pensive for a few seconds. "I'm not saying that there's not going to be times when it hurts, or when I want to cry, but... I still think this is a good thing."

He nodded. "Okay. As long as you're sure."

She hugged him tightly. "I'm glad you love me so much."

"I guess I'll keep having sex with our girlfriend," he said quietly, drawing amused giggles from her.

"Did you wear the poor thing out today?"

"Heck yeah," he said, kissing her forehead. "Speaking of, is yours feeling any better?"

"Wow honey," she said, "you're really up for more?"

He looked at her oddly for a moment. "No, goofy, I'm just being concerned and making sure your vagina didn't fall out of your body after last night."

Cackling loudly for a split second, she quickly covered her mouth and stifled the laughter. This drew an amused look from him, and then his fingers dug into her ribs, making her laugh harder. He grabbed a pillow with one hand, covering her face and tickling her more, until eventually her threats of mayhem and violence made him stop.

Tackling him in a bear hug, she feverishly kissed his face for a few seconds, squeezing him tight and then standing to lead him to bed.

*****

Duncan

The next morning, a warm mouth on his cock was the first thing that greeted him. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary, of course. Lately, more of his mornings than not, were spent with his cock in someone's mouth. Lucky man? Hell yes he was.

This morning felt a little different though. It was still dark out, and he heard the emphatic moans and slurps of someone working on his wife beside him, as well as the sloppy sounds of his own oral affection.

Reaching over, he flicked on the light and saw, to his surprise, Stacy moaning softly and sucking at his cock.

"Mmm, morning Mr. Thomas," she murmured, a smile creasing her lips as she kissed the fat head of his cock.

"Fuck," he grunted. "What are you doing here?"

"Mmm, sucking your cock," she said quietly, taking his shaft into her mouth and down, into her incredible throat.

"Fuck," he stammered, feeling the intensity of her blowjob.

"She stayed with me last night," Danielle said, raising her head from between Kelly's legs, though his wife quickly pulled her back down and told her to "shut up and get back to it, slut."

Stacy smiled and nodded, looking up at him with affection and kissing the head of his cock again. "I wanted to suck this beautiful thing all night and couldn't, so I had naughty dreams. I'm so horny, Mr. Thomas."

He sighed in ecstasy, relaxing back into the pillow and reaching down to pull her lips back onto his crown.

"Mmm, fuck yes," she moaned, his cock plunging into her mouth and to the back of her throat. He felt a surge of adrenaline and pulled her head further down, driving the head of his cock into her throat as she whimpered in quiet, yielding protest for a moment before enthusiastically wiggling her head back and forth at his base.

"Nnnguh, fuck," he grunted, wanting nothing more than to flip her over and take her then and there. He forced himself to calm down though and reached down to grab her as she lifted her mouth off of his shaft for a moment.

"Not finished," she whined for a moment before he spun her around and plopped her back down on top of him, this time in the reverse of where she'd been.