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The Baby Contract: A Best Friend's Brother Romance by Amy Brent (133)

CHAPTER 3

Lance

 

 

I went into the studio the following day in the afternoon after a strenuous workout. I kept myself in shape because in this industry, I could be easily replaced. I wanted to be the best-looking actor in the best shape, so I’d keep working. Hell, I might even get hired in regular films though not too many people were that lucky here. The industries seemed to stay separate even with the billions that they both brought in.

Not that the celebrities weren’t aware of who I was and eager to date me. I’d slept with a lot of models and actresses over the last few years, but we didn’t spend a lot of time out in public together. The cameras were everywhere and being seen with me would get people talking, but they were wild in the bedroom.

I was going to be filming a threesome today with a couple new actresses for a movie that revolved around the plot of an orgy, if you could call it a plot. We all know that porn doesn’t have a realistic plot with any real believability and I made a fortune on the popularity of it.

I went to my dressing room and the woman fixed me up for the screen, highlighting some of my finer points as she flirted with me. I hated a lot of people in this industry because they were fake and stupid, but I played along as she rubbed my body and complimented me on my muscles. She’d do me right here and now if I wanted her to and I watched the blonde in the mirror as she oiled my arms and back, her eyes dropping to the bulge in my boxers. It was impressive, and I dropped them when asked so she could oil my ass. I walked to the set where a bed was in the center of the room, big and covered with red, satin sheets and complete with posts as I smirked. The porn that I did involved a little bit of everything without being too hardcore since I wasn’t willing to settle for one genre, feeling like I made more doing a variety of films.

“Lance. Good to see you.” Brianne was the director today and I smiled at her as I glanced at the women behind her, wearing skimpy lingerie as that stared at me. Pretty girls but I didn’t find a lot that stood out ten years into this job. It really was work with the people on the set; a perfect combination of moans and thrusting.

“Bri, I know this is going to be a good one,” I greeted her as she glanced back at the girls, telling them to move to the bed. The scene started with them sitting in the bed, barely dressed, and drinking wine as they had some stupid conversation before I wandered into the bedroom from the party going on in the rest of the house. From there, things moved fast, and I would alternate between pleasuring one while the other worked on my, leading up to sex with both. It was going to be hot and quite the popular genre with the addition of ties and handcuffs for me to use on them both.

I watched as they took their places, chatting about the party and some of the guests as they giggled and flirted with each other. I strolled in, acting drunk as I asked what their names were, leaning on the bed in just a pair of shorts.

My name on this film would get views. I was the top actor in porn right now and good at my job, though I thought about doing something else sometimes.

I leaned in as the girls kissed, fingering them both as they moaned loudly. They were both wet as their tongues danced together and I knew that this was going to be easy as I focused on their swollen clits. I told them to get the clothes off and it was on as I kissed the brunette hard, bruising her lips as I felt the blonde rip my shorts down and grip my cock.

I was known for getting and staying hard until the job was done. I was only twenty-eight with years to go and I pushed the brunette down to the bed as I started stroking her again as the camera zoomed in on the shot. A good orgasm was a great close up and I skillfully maneuvered a scream from her lips as Brianne moved back with the camera, so the blonde could drop to her knees and suck my cock. The brunette watched us as she slipped a hand between her legs to masturbate, spreading them wide to show the camera her glistening pussy. We were perfectly placed for the filming and from there I moved to eat the blonde out, making her scream within a few moments.

It didn’t sound like they were faking it and fuck if she didn’t soak my lips with her juices. I pushed her legs back and moved up her body to suck her tit, biting her nipple as the brunette moaned softly. Brianne moved the camera to her as I slipped a condom on and told the blonde to get on her knees for me. I was going off script a bit but that wasn’t a problem when I was on set. I knew what looked good and once she was over and her tight ass was raised for me, I smacked her ass as she cried out, playing it up for the camera as her body jerked forward as she did the same. I did that a few more times before plunging into her as she cried out and gripped the slippery sheets. I fucked her slowly at first and then harder and faster as the brunette moved to the front of the blonde to offer her slick cunt.

I fucked the blonde hard as she bent over the other woman and cleaned up her pussy. I knew that Brianne had the best shot of this as I worked her, feeling her loose around me as I realized that this would get worse. She would be fucked my so many guys and every sex toy under the sun and it ruined women in this industry. I used to sleep with girls off-set but now I wanted just the average slut in a bar for the night or a celebrity. I wanted to keep work separate from my personal life and I gripped the blonde’s hips as I fucked her hard and fast, sliding in too easily. This forced her against the brunette who cried out with the feeling of her mouth against her pussy. I wasn’t even sure if she was really working the other girl with the way that I was going at it, but I didn’t fucking care.

I moved faster as moans filled the air and knew that I wasn’t going to be coming today. Not with these two. I faked it, roaring into the room as I jerked slower before dropping to my back to the brunette could climb over me to fuck me as the blonde fondled her tits. She wasn’t great, but I faked it for her as she rocked back and forth, too wet, and loose to feel anything real. We moved to a different position and kept the scene going as the fake party sounds filtered into the room, and I used the binds on them as they gave in to the pleasure that I was giving them.

After a couple of hours, we were finished, and I pushed myself off the bed to go get a cold bottle of water. The girls remained there for a moment as Brianne told them that they did great. She brought them some water and I asked her if she needed anything else. I needed a shower and some lunch before my scene later.

“You’re good. Thanks, Lance.” Brie gave me a weary smile and I grabbed my shorts to wear to the dressing room. I didn’t care about being naked, but I respected those that didn’t want to see it. I took a shower and changed into jeans and a shirt to go grab some lunch in down the street, covering my head with a ball cap. I wandered into a deli and up to the counter to order, looking around for a table once I was finished. I caught sight of the pretty real estate agent from the other day perched in a small booth as she talked on the phone. Her voice was clearly annoyed as she complained about someone and I smirked as she leaned back and tossed her curls over her shoulders.

Fuck, she was gorgeous. I pegged her to be a few years younger than I was and she had an innocent look to her that made me wonder if it was true as I took her in. I took a table right in front of her, feeling bold today as I sat down and leaned back. The woman looked up as one of the guys brought her tray over, thanking him softly as she told the person on the phone that she needed to hang up and eat before going out to look at more houses and she giggled as she said goodbye.

She set the phone on the small table and looked at her salad as I watched her for a moment. I could see that she wanted more than that but more than likely was worried about the image that women had to deal with here in LA. She didn’t have to. Her curves were perfect.