Drama Being Beth

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The next day I came around to Toby's in the afternoon. He answered the door with an excited grin on his face. He wore a hoodie but looked pretty well put together and I was relieved I'd read the mood right -- I was in sweatpants and a t-shirt myself.

He'd gotten snacks and we sat down in his sofa in front of his big TV and started watching. He showed me an episode of some new Netflix fantasy show. It was pretty good, even though it wasn't my thing, but when he asked me if I wanted to watch a second episode I genuinely wanted to. Sure the show was fine, but I was just having such a nice time. I was sat next to Toby, hugging my knees listening to the big dork geek out about everything he loved about the show. He was so excited and so cute.

The second episode ended and Toby asked me if I wanted to watch a third one.

"Maybe something else?" I suggested, coyly.

"Sure! Like what?"

"Maybe... you could show me some more of what we watched last week?" Toby's smile weakened a little but then returned.

"You mean..."

"Mmhmm."

"I... kinda thought you didn't like it."

"It was... new. And fun."

"Okay... erm... so what would you like to see this time?"

"I don't know, I'm so new to this." I said, acting all innocent. "Maybe you could just show me the website again and we can pick something out together?" Toby swallowed but got up. He could connect his computer to his TV and soon the page loaded.

It was called Laila Lewd's Showroom (I know, porn names are so cringey, don't you think?) and it was a different beast than mine and Jamie's site, that's for sure. First of all it looked way more professional, at least to my untrained eye. It had a logo at the top, her name in bubbly pink letters with Laila herself cropped in underneath, a big smile and her cradling her breasts. It had several pages, a blog, a news section and of course the videos. The videos in turn had a bunch of different tags you could search for.

And my god were there a lot of videos. Our website had almost a hundred videos, Laila's had thousands.

"Wow..." I said as Toby scrolled down. He didn't say anything; he had gotten all nervous and quiet again, but I could sense he was excited, too.

"So, erm... what do you wanna watch?" he finally said.

"Does she have any more of those 'stuck' videos?" I asked and Toby nodded quietly and selected a tag that said 'stuck'. Yes she did -- dozens. He kept scrolling and I looked at the titles, stifling laughs.

'Milf stuck in chair and husband doesn't help but fucks me instead!'

'Stuck in laundry machine again -- creampied by my neighbour'

'He uses my body when I'm stuck under the bed'

'Stepson uses stuck stepmom to cum in' I flinched.

Did that say what I thought it said? I looked again and noticed the tags:

'Stuck / Stepmom / Stepson / Stepfamily / Creampie / POV'

"Wait-" I said before Toby could scroll further. "What the hell is that?"

"Huh?" Toby said.

"What... why... is there, like... incest?" Toby went red in the face.

"No, I, erm -- some of her videos are, like, stepfamily vids."

"Stepfamily vids?" I asked, as if he'd just said something in Greek.

"Yeah, like... they pretend that she's, like, someone's stepmom or stepsister."

"Seriously? That's... fucking weird." I paused, glancing at Toby who couldn't look me in the eyes. "Do you watch that stuff?"

"Of course not!" He said, waaay too quickly. I let the matter drop. He scrolled past that particular video, although now that I'd noticed it I saw similar titles all over the place. Wild I thought. and creepy.

As he kept moving down I noticed something else -- some videos had a little filled-in heart under them. Not many, but every so often. Ooooooh, I thought to myself; These are ones Toby favorited.

"Wait, go back." I said and Toby went back up a little ways until I said stop. There was one with a filled-in heart next to it. It's title was:

'My black neighbour finds me stuck in the couch and fills me with his BBC'. Tags: 'Stuck / BBC / Doggy / Anal'

Anal.

"Can we watch that one?" I asked.

"O-okay." Toby said and hit play.

The video started outside a house -- a really nice house somewhere sunny. A man was filming walking by a huge pool with beautifully tiled ground and suddenly a woman's voice cried out. He moved closer to the house and looked into a window to see a woman in yoga pants with her ass sticking out of a washing machine. He walked inside and the woman explained she was stuck -- sometimes the video cut to the point of view of the woman, Laila.

Laila was, I would have guessed, around thirty years old, maybe thirty-five. She was blonde and I guess she looked like what I would have imagined porn stars looked like. She was slim, curvy -- slightly bigger breasts than me: Way bigger than Jamie's. Her ass was curvy and hugged almost ridiculously tightly by her yogapants. She was definitely pretty, and I guess hot, though not really to my taste in women. I wasn't sure I had a taste in women yet, except Jamie. Jamie was my taste in women.

It wasn't long before the cameraman's dick popped out and Laila started asking what he was doing back there. He pulled down her yogapants, insisting it would help him get her free, then caressed her ass. The camera moved into a closeup of her pussy and the man ran a finger up her slit.

'What are you doing?!' Laila cried from inside the washing machine.

'You know, I'm just... checking you out.' The man said.

'Well don't, my husband will be home any minute and I need to get out of here!'

'Just a minute, okay?' The man replied and ran his naked dick over her butt. I looked over at Toby and noticed how he'd crossed his legs. I grinned and looked back the screen.

This guy's cock was huge. Like, ridiculously big. Bigger than I thought would be comfortable. Before long he slid it inside her. More fake protests amid moans of pleasure erupted from inside the machine and he started fucking her. After a few minutes he pulled out and Laila cried out.

'Okay you've had your fun now will you get me out of here?!'

'Not yet.' Came the reply. He moved his cock up a little and pressed it against her asshole and I suddenly tensed up. Her ass opened easily and he slid inside her. Inch by inch it disappeared into her butt and I held my breath thinking of what that must feel like.

'Oooh my god what are you doing?! Are you fucking my ass?!' Seriously, how could anyone not laugh at this stuff?

His cock was really thick, but, I thought to myself, not quite as thick as Toby's. It was long, though. Longer than Trevor's or Hank's. It was the biggest I'd ever seen, for sure. And it was halfway into Laila's ass. I imagined for a moment that it was me and shivered a little. Toby must have noticed because he glanced at me and in a quiet murmur asked if I was okay.

"I'm okay." I said, breathless. I squirmed a little in my seat. "Is this... something you like?" Toby nodded.

"I... I like seeing her... I like this view." I grinned.

"She's got a nice ass." I said. Well, she did. Toby said nothing. I couldn't help myself. I had to. I slid my hand down between my legs and as soon as I did I realized I had a wet spot on my yogapants already. Toby looked over and I closed my eyes as I gently ran my hand over myself -- I was already aching.

"Mmmm..." I moaned. "Mmmm..." I slid my hand inside my pants and touched my bare pussy -- I was hot and soaking. If I'd been alone I would probably have pushed a finger against my butthole. I looked over at Toby who was barely breathing.

"I'm sorry is this -- ah! Is this weird?" I asked, innocently. Toby shook his head and I slid my fingers up over my clit, my whole body shivering.

"Toby can I... can I please suck you off while I touch myself?" I asked. Toby hesitated but slowly, awkwardly got up and undid his jeans. He moved over and knelt on the couch next to me. With my free hand I pulled down his underwear and freed his beautiful, thick dick. I planted my lips around it and sucked like a greedy little pig. I thought of this nice, thick dick filling my tight ass and almost came right there. Toby groaned, his voice quivering and I felt his dick tense up and harden in my mouth as I nuzzled at the tip, giving it little kisses.

"Play with my tits." I whispered and Toby's hand shot down and grasped one of my breasts over my t-shirt. He was a little rough and I asked him to be gentle and he pulled his hand off. I grabbed it with my free hand and placed it back.

"Don't stop, just be a little gentle." I smiled and he nodded, massaging my breast more carefully. I wished I wasn't wearing a bra but I wasn't in the mood to stop even to strip. My mouth returned to where it belonged -- on Toby's dick and I worked my tongue over it as I felt Toby thrust towards me. Attaboy. I thought.

Just like before it didn't take long before Toby exploded and as he pumped my mouth full of cum I came, too. My orgasm was muffled by his dick because I wasn't going to let go until he'd emptied himself and my legs clamped shut over my hand reflexively. Finally his softening dick fell out of my mouth and I fell down on the sofa, my whole body convulsing. Toby collapsed down on the sofa, too, breathing hard.

"You... okay?" he asked and I laughed a little.

"I'm wonderful." I said, pulling my pants up. I was messy down there but I didn't much care. On the video the cameraman groaned deeply and pulled out of Laila's ass -- he came on her ass and thick, ropes of cum spurted out all over her back. What a waste. I thought to myself, shivering as my mind imagined what it must be like to have a guy cum inside your ass. Like magic, Laila freed herself and gave the cameraman a slap on the chest.

'You fucking asshole!' she said and pulled her yogapants back up. 'You better get out of here before my husband comes home!' I laughed at that as the video faded to black.

"That was hot." I said.

"I... I'm glad you liked it?" Toby said, unsure. He had a dumb smirk on his face and we both started giggling like children.

"I've never met a girl who was into porn before."

"Well, I am in porn, so..."

"Guess that makes sense." Toby agreed with a grin.

"Do you think me and Jamie should make stuff like this?" I asked.

"I... I don't... I know it's really popular."

"What part?"

"Like the... stuck stuff, the BBC stuff the... stepfamily stuff." I put up my hands.

"Definitely not touching that last stuff, no way! But the rest... okay. I mean that one video we did with Tr- with the black guy got a lot of views." Toby nodded.

"Oh you saw that one, huh?" I teased and Toby blushed again.

"Yeah. It was... it was hot."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It was really, really hot."

"Because he was black?" I asked, a tiny bit disappointed.

"No because he..." Toby stopped. "Ah, nevermind."

"What?"

"It's embarrassing, never mind."

"Come on, Toby. You don't have to be embarrassed around me."

"Cause he came in you." Toby said quickly and looked away. I smiled. I smiled and leaned in close.

"Would you like to come inside a girl, Toby?" Toby swallowed nervously, but chuckled.

"Well, yeah. Duh." I grinned. Then I leaned in and kissed him. Gently at first. Our lips touched and I pushed just the tiniest bit with my tongue and he opened up. Our tongues met. We made out and to my great satisfaction I felt his hand grasp one of my breasts. I kissed him deeply and knew my mouth must still taste of his dick and sperm. I finally broke away and looked him dead in the eyes.

"When's good for you?" I asked.​