Nandita To Nandini
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My meetings with the Swedish Prime Minister went exceptionally well. We were seeking tax breaks provisional on creating two thousand skilled jobs in the country by the year 2020. I think everyone got what they were looking for from our meetings. It was a pleasant win-win for both sides. I also felt appropriately wined and dined, along with my Chief of Staff, Sheila Arden. In addition to our various meetings, there was a half-hour of nothing but photograph taking by various media and the court’s designated photographer.
Sheila and I had been able to find a little time to walk around Stockholm, and for her to do some gift shopping for her sisters and our other close friends. She inspired me and I also picked up something for all of my favorite women, even moving beyond my ‘wives’ to the others who hung around with us frequently. Elsa was right; I really was a lover. On Wednesday mid-day we flew back to Copenhagen, and that was when the fun began.
Sheila and I connected with Brita about three o’clock at Danskpharma, her offices. Sheila had not seen the facility, and so we got a one-hour tour of the laboratories and production operation. As part owner of the company, I was glad to see first-hand how things were moving along.
While we walked around, Brita told us as much as she knew regarding the four wanna-be porn stars, plus Wes and Scott. She’d briefly talked to Juul that morning. He said they’d done some screen tests the day we arrived, and then worked with them about several different plot lines they wanted to film. About all he’d said that morning was that they’d gotten two days of shooting completed and had a lot more to do. He did report that everyone seemed happy and enthused about the projects.
Brita had arranged dinner that night for the six of them, plus Juul, Rolfe, Nils, Sheila, and me. The twelve of us were going to dine at another fish house restaurant that I hadn’t tried before. We headed over there about five thirty and found we had a private dining room set aside. The six of our film stars had just arrived as well. We stood around for over an hour having cocktails and talking.
Felicia and Monica launched themselves into my arms with nothing but praise and appreciation, and then extended that to Brita for setting them up with Rolfe and Juul. They were truly ecstatic about the filming and this opportunity they’d been afforded to make some of their fantasies come true. The bubbled over about how much fun they were having, and admitted to having already fucked their way through a large number of male porn stars in addition to their boyfriends. Wes and Scott just rolled their eyes; they were considered their boyfriends based on what was said. Neither Anna nor Vanessa seemed to care about that moniker. They had become the fiancées of the two men on Valentine’s Day.
Vanessa and Anna were equally effusive, but they’d been in this situation before, so knew what filming adult videos would be like. They were old hands, but they did express appreciation, and even commented on some of the differences between American and Danish directing, acting methods, and filming styles.
After we’d settled down in the restaurant at our table, I asked Wes what he’d thought of the shooting. He laughed and replied, “I’ve seen Vanessa fuck other guys, but this was over the top. The thing you should realize is that Rolfe and Juul use all available resources, consequently Scott and I have been enlisted several times to add our masculinity to some of the sex scenes. Of course, the two of them are in there fucking our fiancées and friends too. It’s really hot.”
“And you handled that well? I mean being on film – part of the sex scenes ... watching your future wives get fucked.”
Wes nonchalantly said, “Oh, yeah. By the time we were asked, Scott and I were about ready to pop in our pants. We’d watched Van and Anna fuck four guys and we were about to tear our blue jeans apart to get at our cocks. I was going to ask one of the girls to blow me, but that didn’t turn out to be necessary. That first time I ended up fucking Felicia while Scott did Monica. Needless to say we didn’t last long. We filled them up with our cum too, and Juul went into his own orgasms as he filmed the spunk draining out of them.”
I laughed. “So, you’re not only in the aviation business, you’re also porn stars.”
Wes smiled, “I guess. We did have fun. That was Monday morning. We’ve been in a lot of scenes since. Rolfe explained that we have nice generic cocks. If he starts a scene with one of his pros, but the guy pops off, he needs a similar cock and body to continue the scene. Scott and I each filled that bill with the two other outside actors he’d brought in. All four girls have a knack for getting the guys they’re fucking to quickly cum. The guys lose control because of how their pussies feel. I understand that completely.”
Wes said, “Tomorrow, I hope you’ll come and watch the filming. Maybe we’ll get you involved in some way. You could give one of them The Experience while it got filmed; that’d turn on about a billion people when the movie came out.”
I gave my standard noncommittal answer that to me was tantamount to saying no. “We’ll see.”
I had thought we’d have some kind of little sex party that evening, but Wes, Scott, Juul, Rolfe, Vanessa, Anna, Felicia, and Monica were all sort of fucked out from working all day fucking. They went off after dinner to sleep and get ready for Thursday’s filming. It never occurred to me that porn stars would ever be too tired to have sex, but I guess if that’s what you’ve been doing all day, you don’t have anything left to give after work hours.
The remainder of our dinner party went back to Brita’s large condominium townhouse. Nils seduced Sheila, or perhaps it was the other way around. Brita and I were able to merge our minds, bodies, and spirits together several times.
Thursday morning, Nils and Brita went off to work promising to see us that evening. Sheila and I, along with one security type, went off to the large house outside of Copenhagen where Juul and Rolfe were filming. As we got there we were surprised to see three other people: a female makeup artist going over Anna’s body with some kind of spray, a lighting man, and another cameraman. Wes had told me that both Rolfe and Juul were not only producers but also cameramen, sometimes shooting while they were fucking.
Sheila and I waved and nodded to the people we knew and then tried to stay out of the way, moving off to a corner of the home’s great room where there were a couple of tall stools. The house was high end, modern, and the artwork was splendid. There was an abundance of white in the decorating with bright colors here and there to offset the starkness. I wondered how something like that setting got chosen and accepted by the owners as a good locale for an adult film. I tried to imagine the dialog, ‘Hey, we want to film people fucking in your living room, ‘ ‘Oh, sure go right ahead.’ Ha!
Monica came over and explained what was happening. She was wearing a little robe that didn’t quite cover her bare pussy or ass, so she was sexy as all hell. She told us, “We’re doing all our shooting in this house, mostly living room, pool patio, and master bedroom. The pool is heated, by the way. The cameras start rolling and we do sexual things, usually at the direction of Juul; he seems to have a sense of plot and the various scenes. We’re not doing them in chronological order as they’ll appear, but occasionally we do have dialogue and that’s sometimes not in chrono order either. He’ll sort it all out in editing.”
“Are you getting the thrill out of the filming that you thought you would?”
Monica swooned, “Oh, God, yes. I’ve fucked – or been fucked, whatever – by five really hung men, and they were all wonderful. Rolfe and Juul were two of them. They’re very accomplished cocksman.”
Monica tuned to Sheila, “Hey, you ought to try doing some scenes. We have an orgy scene later this morning or this afternoon. Why don’t you appear in it in some way?”
Sheila looked shocked, “Oh, no. Errr, I wouldn’t know what to do or anything.”
A deep resonate voice from over our shoulders said, “All you need to do are sexual things and be naked. We would relish having you appear in our films. Please don’t dismiss this idea out of hand.” Rolfe smiled broadly as he joined us. The man was charming, and I could tell he could charm the pants off a snake. He took Sheila’s hand and kissed it. Before Sheila could protest he laid on a couple more compliments and a plea for her participation in his seductive Danish accent.
Sheila looked at me, I think for help, but I think I might have let her down.
I spoke, “I think that would be a splendid idea. I’d love to see you in an adult film. What a turn on for all of us. Do it, please.”
Without saying a word, I think Sheila was suddenly on a railroad track leading her train right in front of the camera while she did very sexual things with someone or someones.
Rolfe massaged Sheila’s shoulders as he talked to her. “I would be honored to be your partner when we get together to film. I promise to be gentle and you won’t regret a second of our interactions. I am certain I can make your body sing.” While the words might have been trite, they sounded so much better and seductive with the Danish accent on them.
Sheila nodded but continued to look worried about the apparent decision that had been made by her silence. I thought about how a lot of major decisions get made by silence; we often take silence as approval.
From across the room, Juul said in a loud voice, “Quiet on the set. Filming in 3 – 2 – 1.”
We looked at the scene. Two handsome Scandinavian men had Vanessa and Anna on the sofa. They were all clothed and looked as though they’d just returned from an evening out. They were laughing and behaving like they’d had a double date. The girls sat next to each other and the men on the either side of them.
Slowly, the two couples got affectionate, with kissing and hugging. Nothing was rushed. The man with Anna started to feel her breasts through her clothing, and she obviously encouraged his advances by pushing her chest into his hand and then by helping him to place his hand on her bare breasts by pulling her blouse up. Vanessa and her date followed right along in the same way. Buttons were undone at a slow rate, a bra pushed up, and breasts were exposed and sucked on.
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IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
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Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! The sound of the holiday song hit Gunther's ears like an ice drift on the open sea. He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so full of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all...
Mark There’s bad news and then really bad news that comes your way once in a while. I had two major doses of it on Monday morning. I’d been talked into a late start at work so that we could all have a relaxed breakfast, plus bid goodbye to Troy and Janet, and Dan and Sandy. That was fun and we had a heart warming parting. Their departure went like clockwork and they were out the door before seven a.m. to catch their flight to Atlanta. My first bout of news I didn’t want to hear came from...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
Mark The first hint I had a problem at the office came the Monday after Melanie had spent the weekend with Elsa, Cindy, and me. We had a very romantic weekend, and I apparently had distinguished myself by making love continuously to all three women Friday night, and all day Saturday and Sunday. It wasn’t that I was fucking them and having orgasms all the time; I’m only a man. I did, however, become exceptionally attentive to each of them, displayed my vulnerable inner self to them, and made...