2-Week Vacation (10)
The lights came on, illuminating a solitary white bed smack in the middle of the room. No idea how they'd scouted this place, but it was barren—just the bed and a dresser. Everything else was crammed with filming gear. For a second, I felt less like an idol and more like an AV actor gearing up for a shoot.
No, it's not just a feeling; this really is AV filming, isn't it?
I'd tried to deny it at first, but yeah, that nailed it. It wouldn't hit the streets as video or photos, so maybe it didn't fully qualify as AV. Still, you couldn't argue it wasn't when cameras would capture me having sex with a woman in the nude.
—Whew, if you hadn't helped, I'd have burned the whole day prepping. Thanks.
—I didn't expect it to get this serious. This all personal gear?
—Not everything. Lights and such are rentals for the day. Why go so hard when it's not even going public? I wanted to ask if the cash sunk into this was worth it, but she was lost in her "art," so my words would've bounced right off.
—Ta-da~! What do you think? What do you think? Couldn't make it from scratch in a day, so I reformed this.
—No way that's my scrap of fabric? The first thing that caught my eye was Joanna's getup. She was wrapped in a white robe, but the glimpses of bare skin suggested nothing underneath—no clothing traces anywhere. Still, the monstrous thing in her hand hijacked my gaze.
What the hell do you even call that? That's a T-panty, right? I felt dizzy.
—How's this supposed to cover anything down there? It's gonna rip.
—It's more for looks than function. Heh heh heh! You'll look so hot in it. I jumped you like five times in my head making this. She's definitely not right in the head. With a sigh, I took the panties from Joanna anyway.
—Whoa, not sure if I should say this, but I'd die before wearing that. Porn here gets consumed by women, so they make all sorts of sexy men's underwear. That's why the piece in my hand was insanely lewd.
—Nooo~ You have to wear it. Do you know how hard it was to source and reform this?!
—The fabric was cheap; what'd you reform?
—Chopped up a big sheet. Hehe. Good lord, this amazing woman.
—Just me wearing this monstrosity? Feels unfair. I'd gladly ogle some sexy lingerie on you and May Lin. But Joanna'd sulk, so plan: wear it once, rip it off acting all horny. She'd love that—glorious sacrifice and all.
—Got ours ready too! Didn't make these; bought off the rack. May, change quick.
—Ugh, what's the point of a woman wearing that...
—Atmosphere matters! And he says it'll embarrass him if we're not in it too. Joanna had me pegged. Solo? Hell no. The thought of that rag on me even briefly gave me chills.
—Show me.
—Huh?
—Ditch the cover-up and show. Wanna see the outfits.
—Gah! Change first, then talk. These are best revealed with a ta-da. Fair point. Easier to pounce after seeing her sexy look than hold back while changing. No dressing room, so we swapped with May Lin and got dressed. Sadly, the white robe was Joanna's last; nothing to hide my hideous body. Ended up wrapping a towel around my waist to step out.
—Why so slow? Hurry. We're ready. May Lin held the camera; Joanna lounged on the bed, waving me over. Not that I didn't wanna dive right in. But something way more important had my attention.
"Insane."
—Huh? Heh heh heh! Like it?
—...Pervert. If they dressed like this for AV, I'd thank them. The outfits were mind-blowingly hot. Joanna in a white swimsuit, May Lin in black. But theirs had holes—crotch blatantly open, sides scooped out, chests hollowed. Breasts and nipples fully exposed.
Joanna, true to her designer roots, knew colors that suited them. May Lin, embarrassed, hid her chest with arms and camera—but that just made it hotter. She didn't get it.
—Jin, your eyes are hungry. Come hug me. Super excited. Joanna grinned, arms wide. Yesterday's torment wasn't enough, apparently. Facing two today, I had prep ready.
Stamina Pouch!! Thanks to Mother-in-Law's devoted care, it was stocked full of my stamina. With this, I could go nonstop as long as they wanted.
Bumped virility a bit too. Not just stamina; I'd coin-boosted virility quick. High efficiency compared to other stats—this showdown held no fear. My cock, already throbbing hard, strained against the T-panty and towel, making its case.
—!! May Lin's eyes locked on my crotch, widening at the bulge. She knew.
Stride stride—!
—Towel's cheating. At Joanna's bed, she yanked it off. Why crave this hideous sight? But as the barely functional T-panty flashed, May Lin raised her camera.
Click— click— click—!
—...You shot that?
—Told you it'd suit him. Too hot. Nosebleed incoming.
—Hold still. Back shot now.
—Lord have mercy. Rushed setup meant a tight space. May Lin circled behind, shutter clicking nonstop.
—Tilt head slightly? Yes, arch waist that way. Good. Joanna, cover with blanket, show just shoulder. Hey! Too obvious. You're background. Background! Work mode hit; her photoshoot tyrant vibe emerged. Camera-shy Joanna crumbled, sweating to obey.
This wasn't what I pictured...? Thought we'd jump straight to sex, but May Lin gripped the camera, turning it legit. Let her take over, and we'd be sunk. Better steer my way. Not here just for nude shots, right? She said my sex inspired her—not my naked bod. Target Joanna first? Nah, drop May Lin to break the ice. Our eyes met; Joanna synced perfectly.
—Gah! May, can't hide back there from the start!! You're in this too.
—Eek!
—Kyaa!! Joanna snatched the camera; I scooped May Lin onto the bed. She shrieked, then pleaded urgently.
—I-I gotta shoot!
—Photos matter, sure. But those shots'd just be vanilla. Gotta do it first for inspiration! Jin, start with May! Of course—gotta deliver.
My eyes hit May Lin's chest, arms and camera aside. Sucked her nipple: smack, slurp, smooch!
—Hngh! Mmph...! Unfamiliar with moaning, she stifled it. Trembling grip on my shoulder screamed tension. Tracing her slim waist curve revealed more. Massaged to loosen her up.
—Ngh... ugh... t-tickles.
—Hehe, May's face is getting lewd. Feels good having your tits sucked, huh?
—What is this? Feels weird. To amp the weirdness, I went for her lips.
—Open up.
—Hm? Mmph! Virgin vibes or not, waiting for cooperation seemed dumb. Mid-sentence, I slipped my tongue in. Frozen from the novelty, I explored her mouth thoroughly—soft, flexible licks everywhere. Churp, slurp, smack! Swirled my tongue in the slick warmth, sucked her inner cheeks hard, tongue-brushed her palate for tingles, swapped breaths. Joanna watched, squirming.
—Ugh, this feels so weird. Something surges inside—indescribable. Her fingers dipped to her pussy; soaked folds gripped softly.
—Feels so empty here. Watching her boyfriend kiss another hit Joanna hard; she whined, clinging.
I peeled from May Lin, twisting: —Then suck my dick, Joanna? Get it insertion-ready.
—Yeah! Haa, smells like you. Beaming, she leaned in. Shifted my rigid cock near her face; tongue hit the glans. Lick, sluuuurp, slurp, smack! Lapped the tip like ice cream, then thorough stem-to-head licks. Couldn't help groaning at her skill.
—Ugh, that's good. Tongue circled my balls, then deep-throated. Soul-snatching felatio. Focused on her, May Lin snapped from kiss-haze, fidgety, gripping my shoulder harder.
—K-Kiss more. From pose-demanding tyrant to meek beggar—unbelievable shift.