⁣SCENE opens on the interior of a medical exam room as the door opens - a doctor enters the room and closes the door behind him, then greets the young woman sitting waiting on the examination table as Dr. Greenwood. He thanks her for coming and for participating in the clinical trial - she just has to pass a quick screener and then they can begin. Holding up a clipboard and pen, he asks her some questions - her name ('Jamie Lawson'), her age ('I just turned 18 a couple of months ago'), is she pregnant ('no'), does she have any history of health conditions - asthma, heart problems, osteoporosis, breast cancer ('no, none'), and her level of daily physical activity ('well I play lacrosse about twice a week, plus daily running and morning yoga'). He makes a quip that she must be quite flexible, to which she rolls her eyes and says sarcastically that she's never heard that one before. Satisfied with the responses, the doctor tells her he's going to be asking her to complete a series of exercises, while monitoring her to measure physical stimulation and stress. They have equipment set up in a room down the hall. On their way out the door of the exam room, Jamie jokes that she doesn't stress easily, and Dr. Greenwood smirks in reply and says 'Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find a way to get you to break a sweat!'

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We cut back to the two already midway through setting up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is mostly done applying medical electrodes to her temples and clavicles. The last thing he has to do before they begin is to take her resting heart rate, so he can compare these with after the trial. First as he moves to strap it around her arm his hand brushes against her breast, he chuckles a brief apology and continues as if nothing happened.

Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand - 'So, what is this trial for? Some sort of new performance drug or something?' The doctor provides only the most evasive of replies - he can't discuss the trial with the subjects beforehand or it could compromise the results. 'You're offering way more for this study than the last one of these I did,' Jamie remarks. Oh, is that so? the doctor replies, still acting elusive. Does she sign up for clinical trials often? 'Yeah, well not until recently but I really need the extra help right now,' Jamie grumbles, 'my dad hurt his knee and can't work so I'm trying to support him whenever I can. It's a drag, but I'm hoping it won't be for much longer.' The doctor smiles politely and says 'Well, we have your contact information now so if more of these opportunities come along, we'll be sure to contact you.' He finishes taking her pressure, notes something on his clipboard, and then tells her he'll take her heart rate now. 'Do I have permission to touch your chest?' Jamie looks taken aback - she supposes so, but don't they usually check at the neck? 'I prefer my own methods,' the doctor insists, and reaches his hand towards her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand brushes her breasts - this time he doesn't apologize. Jamie looks a bit flustered and is about to speak up, but thinks better of it.

After a long awkward moment, the doctor releases his hand from her chest and notes something on the clipboard. He pats his legs, stands up, and says great - they're ready to get started! He'd like her to start with some simple jumping jacks. He stands her up in the middle of the room, the wires leading from her body to a small handheld device he holds in one hand, his clipboard in the other. He asks her to begin. She does a few, but he stops her. 'I'll need you to remove your bra, actually.' What? Why? she protests. It interferes with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her it's quite necessary to the results. He turns around so that she can take it off with some privacy - she lifts her shirt up to reveal the bra, and unclaspsit, exposing her breasts momentarily before pulling her tank-top back down to cover them. Beginning the exercise again, her breasts now bounce up and down tantalizingly beneath her shirt as she jumps - with the doctor and the camera both clearly narrowing in on this bouncing as their primary interest.After several jumps with no indication of stopping, Jamie gets a bit frazzled and asks the doctor how many of these she's expected to do - this snaps him out of his reverie and he nonchalantly says 'five more, and then we'll move on to the next exercise'. Jamie exhales sharply, a bit frustrated, butacquiesces.

Next is an exercise bike - Dr. Greenwood asks her to mount it, and then begin cycling at a pace she's comfortable with to start. He stands behind the bike - his focus clearly fixated on the crack of her ass peeking out of her yoga pants as she pedals - and he offers her some mild platitudes to keep herencouraged. After a minute, he heads to the front to increase the resistance of the pedals - 'we need to see you break out a sweat, so let's turn it up a bit, shall we?', he says, and then instructs her to continue.

CUT to roughly fifteen minutes later - Jamie has been on the bike for a while now, as is obvious by the thick beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest, and soaking her workout clothes. She's showing no signs of exhaustion yet, but it's clear the workout is no walk in the park for her either. The doctor meanwhile is still just looking her over, with perverse appreciation. 'That's enough of that for now,' he says finally, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling down. She gets off the bike and takes a nearby towel to wipe off the seat. 'That's quite alright, you can leave it' the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts to pat her head with the towel. The doctor rips the towel out of her hand - 'I didn't say you could do that yet.' Jamie starts to argue that she's just wiping sweat off when the doctor cuts her off - 'If you want to disagree with my methods, that's fine, you can leave at any time and I'll just move on to the next subject.' Jamie realizes how bad she needs the compensation, and holds her tongue. 'What's next, then?' she asks. He tells her to go grab the exercise mat a few feet away. As she turns around to fetch it, he runs his finger along the sweaty bike seat and then sniffs or licks his fingertip.

Once the mat's in place in the floor center, the doctor proceeds to have Jamie remove her shoes and socks, and then do various flexibility tests - bend over and touch your toes, sit legs spread and reach forward, assume various yoga poses... he licks his lips as he watches each of these poses, which thanks to her sweat-drenched clothes and no bra are extremely revealing. Jamie can increasingly feel his eyes on her as she strikes each pose - finally, after the third or fourth yoga pose she snaps at him. 'You're not even writing anything down anymore, you're just staring at me!' The doctor seems unfazed by her sudden outburst. 'We'll move on to the next test, then...' No, she exclaims. No more of these weird tests. What was it he even said these tests were for?

Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he's monitoring her physical responses to stress and stimulus. He says that now that they've gotten the stress tests out of the way, it's time for the stimulus tests. He goes to a small table nearby and procures a sleek black featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps - there's no way she's doing that. This isn't what she signed up for. The doctor sighs and shrugs - that's fine, he understands. Of course, he can't compensate her for incomplete participation - but if she stays, he'll triple the amount that was offered in the ad. Jamie flat out refuses, it doesn't matter what he offers her, she's not doing that. Indifferent, the doctor says he supposes that she'll just have to find some other way to support her dad. He muses that someone her age could probably make that amount in about two weeks of working full-time. A shame that she'll throw away two whole weeks of her life instead of spending just one hourdoing something perfectly harmless... not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn... but with some convincing, and some insistence that the doctor keeps his distance, only watches, and isn't recording her, she agrees.

She hesitantly pulls her yoga pants to her ankles, sets herself down on the mat and takes the vibrator in hand, and reluctantly starts pleasuring herself. The doctor watches intently, at first taking a note or two but quickly abandoning the pretense, his hand moving to his crotch for some over-the-pants strokes. She tries to avoid meeting his eyes, but at times he insists she looks at him or gives her some other instruction to follow to humiliate her further. The conflict between her physical pleasure and her emotional discomfort is obvious. After some minutes of this, he crouches down to her level and says warmly 'It's time, Ms. Lawson.' He begins to peel off the electrodes and wires hooked to her. She looks relieved - you mean the trial's done? He shakes his head. 'No, I mean it's time for you to let me fuck you.'

Jamie protests weakly - he agreed he was just going to watch. He smiles coldly. 'Come on Jamie, you knew where this was going. Did you honestly think I wasn't going to ask for more? If you really weren't up for the possibility, you would have left the second I asked you to touch yourself.' Jamie insists that's not true, she trusted him, but her words lack conviction. 'You're a little slut,' he continues calmly. 'You were fine with letting a complete stranger watch you strip and pleasure yourself. So stop lying to us both. We both know you're going to let me fuck you, so just be a good little slut, say yes to it and spare us the drama.' Jamie sputters, but she has no words. Eventually she bitterly says 'Ok... just get it over with.'

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Kira Noir & Danny Mountain, XBIZ 2020

⁣SCENE OPENS on a teen, Kimberly, as she unlocks the door to her house and lets in her companion, a handsome young man, Jamal, only a few years older than her. They are both wearing gym clothes with gym bags slung over their shoulders, and are sipping on smoothies as they engage in lively small talk. They seem to have great chemistry together. Jamal remarks that Kimberly has a really nice place, and she replies that her family is pretty well off so when it came time that she wanted to move out on her own when she turned 18, her parents paid for everything. She jokes that she always gets what she wants, and Jamal suavely asks her what it is she wants right now. 'You'll see,' Kimberly says teasingly. She leads him in to the living room and invites him to get comfortable.

Jamal asks Kimberly how long she's been going to that gym, and she says she joined probably about two months ago? What a coincidence, Jamal says, it's been about two months for him too. He remarks that they seem to have similar schedules too, he jokes that it feels like he's seen her almost every time he's been there. And yet it took him this long to come up and say hi? Kimberly asks with a smirk. Jamal chuckles and says he likes to take things slow but that Kimberly definitely caught his eye right away. Kimberly asks him what about her caught his eye right away? With a laugh and a gesture towards her whole body, Jamal asks besides the obvious? Well, he did actually also happen to notice she was wearing a t-shirt of his favorite band. Kimberly seems surprised, that band is his favorite? It's hers too! They both gush about the band for a bit, and compare some other bands they like as well as listing off other favorites, like favorite foods and colors. Both of them seem excited and shocked to learn how many interests and activities they have in common.

Kimberly mentions it's crazy it took them so long to meet each other with so much in common, and that they should do one of their shared activities together sometime. This encourages Jamal to turn on the charm, and he hints to Kimberly that he bets there's one other activity they could do if she's interested. Kimberly takes the hint and flirts back, saying that he read her mind. That's exactly what she wants, right now. 'And you always get what you want, right?' Jamal asks with a smile as he leans in closer to her. 'You bet I do,' Kimberly replies. Their faces are inches away, and there's a moment of electric tension before they close the gap and start kissing intensely, with tongue. Jamal's hands move over Kimberly's upper body, feeling her up over her clothes as they make out.

After a good half-minute, Kimberly breaks away. She tells him she just wants to freshen up for a second in the bathroom before they go further, and Jamal says no problem. He jokes that she knows where to find him when she gets back. Kimberly laughs and makes her way to the bathroom. Once there, she closes the door and pulls out her phone with a greedy, secretive look on her face.

Kimberly wets her finger with her tongue and slips it down her pants to finger her pussy teasingly for a few seconds as she stares at her phone, pleasuring herself to the voyeuristic pictures she'd taken of Jamal from a previous day. Then she closes the phone and puts it back away, and opens up her bathroom drawer. She pulls out a sterile specimen cup, the seal not yet broken, and hides it discreetly in her hand behind her back. She gives a quick check in the mirror of her appearance, and then leaves the bathroom, turning off the light and closing the door behind her, shutting out the camera as we catch a last glimpse of the specimen cup in her hand.

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Kimberly comes back to the couch and says she hopes Jamal wasn't kept waiting too long. Jamal says he likes to take things slow, remember? He'd only ever get with a woman he thinks is worth waiting for. Kimberly remarks that he's quite the gentleman... but she hopes he knows how to be a bit of an animal too. Jamal boasts that he can be as nasty as she wants him to be. Kimberly stealthily tucks the specimen cup behind her back somewhere nearby but out of sight, and then straddles his lap instead of taking her seat back beside him. Her ass sticks out teasingly in this position, and Jamal puts his hands firmly on either side of her ass over her clothes and starts groping her cheeks as they resume making out. Kimberly encourages him to keep being nasty and playfully calls Jamal 'Mr. Williams' , at which point Jamal slows for a second and remarks that he doesn't remember ever telling her his last name, did he? Kimberly lies and says she overheard the greeter at the gym call him that one time, and Jamal believes her.

They continue to kiss and grope each other as Kimberly straddles Jamal. He peels her top off revealing her sports bra, and plays with lowering her pants and tugging teasingly at her thong. Kimberly also lifts Jamal's shirt up and eventually off. As she traces her finger along his facial hair, she remarks that she likes it way better than when he was completely shaven, she finds it way more sexy and distinguished. Jamal chuckles but it quickly turns to nervous laughter, and he takes her hand in his and pulls it back. He hasn't been completely shaven for four months, he says. But she's only seen him for two months. Kimberly casually tries to convince him that no, he definitely was completely shaven at the gym, she remembers he had it when he took that spin class she was in. Yeah, Jamal says, at his old gym. He hasn't taken any classes since he joined the new gym. Right, Kimberly continues as if nothing is wrong, his old gym across the street from his house. He doesn't remember her from there too? Jamal's voice grows more concerned and he says no, he doesn't. But more importantly, how does she know where he lives? Kimberly doesn't have an answer, and Jamal tosses her off his lap and spits out the truth - she's some kind of fucking stalker or something, isn't she?!

Jamal realizes more and more how much Kimberly had fooled him. He gets up to get farther away from her. All that stuff she said they had in common, that was just bullshit, wasn't it, she's just like obsessed with him or some shit. Kimberly gets up too to try to close the distance between them. She swears that no, maybe it's true she hadn't tried most of that stuff before meeting Jamal but once she found out what he liked, she started learning more about it all and she really does love it. Jamal calls her a crazy bitch, she just stalked him and invaded his privacy and then tried to trick him into fucking her. He's getting the hell out of here.

Desperate, Kimberly tells him he can't go. Jamal says 'Watch me,' and pushes past her, snatching up his shirt from the couch. Kimberly hesitates for a moment, but seeing she has no other choice, she blurts out that she'll tell everyone all his secrets if he leaves. He stops, but is reluctant to believe her. What secrets, he asks. 'Gloria' she replies, and Jamal's shocked that she knows about his wife. Also about Sarah, a mistress... Kimberly can tell Gloria all about his weekly trips to the motel at the next PTA meeting for his son...

Jamal keeps from shouting, though it's clear that he's barely holding back his anger. She's fucking crazy, does she know that? Like seriously unhinged. How can she say she loves him, and then threaten to ruin his life? Kimberly insists that Jamal only has two options: making love to her or Gloria finding out all about Sarah. Jamal shakes his head again and mutters another insult about how fucked up this is under his breath, then says 'Let's just get this over with...' He pushes her face-down onto the couch since he doesn't even want to see her face while he does what he has to do.

⁣SCENE opens on Travis and Amy, two college students, as they park their car in the driveway of a nice suburban house. The pair have been dating for months, but this will be the first time that Amy meets Travis' parents and she's anxious. She's so anxious, in fact, that Travis has been giving her pep talks throughout the entire drive. 'You shouldn't be so worried,' he says, handing her a bag from the truck. 'My parents are very accepting people. They're going to love you, no matter what!' Amy doesn't want to admit it, but she comes from a less affluent family and is very insecure about being welcomed into Travis' upper middle-class life. Even her luggage looks shabby.

Travis puts his arm around his nervous girlfriend and guides her to the front door. Just as he turns the knob, his father opens the door greet them. The men share a big bear hug while Travis' mom steps through the doorway to join in. Amy stands off to the side, awkwardly, until Travis notices and introduces her to his parents. His mom, Mrs. Greene, warmly takes Amy by the hand and invites her inside while his father offers to take her bags. This puts Amy at ease and she smiles shyly at the man before following her into the house. Mr. Greene holds the door open for them, sneaking a quick look at Amy's behind before he shuts the door.

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The camera pans across the kitchen while the family chats and cooks together. Amy is in awe of how amazing Travis' parents are -- they seem to have the perfect nuclear family. Mrs. Greene is glamorous and sophisticated and his father, despite being quiet, is wise and successful. A very respected surgeon. She loves watching her boyfriend interact with them and thinks that it could be a glimpse into her own future! While the girl loosens up and begins more actively engaging in the conversation, Travis' father secretly watches her. He is having his own thoughts about the future.

CUT to that evening. The family sits around the living room sharing dessert. Mrs. Greene is telling Amy all the embarrassing stories from when her son was young, much to Travis' chagrin. As they laugh, Amy starts to notice Mr. Greene staring at her. They keep awkwardly making eye contact and it makes Amy nervous again. She wonders if his father dislikes her and, when he suddenly excuses himself to go to bed, she becomes convinced that it's because she's done something wrong.

CUT to Amy brushing her teeth and looking anxious in the bathroom mirror. She walks back into Travis' room and slips into bed beside him, while he jokes about fucking together in the same room he had as a boy. They kiss, and Travis tries to get on top of Amy, but she is clearly preoccupied. She asks if they can just crash instead. It's been a long day. Disappointed but understanding, Travis says sure and snuggles up beside her. He turns out the light. Amy quietly asks her boyfriend if he thinks his father hates her. Travis laughs and tells her to stop being ridiculous. Of course, he doesn't hate her. He is just a quiet man. They go to bed.

CUT to Amy lying on her side, staring at the clock. It's 2am. The girl has battled insomnia for most of the night and decides to slip out of bed to clear her mind.

She walks into the kitchen to get a glass of water when she finds herself face-to-face with Travis' father. He is sitting in his bathrobe, eating milk and cookies. She is surprised to find him there. 'Sorry, I hope I didn't disturb you,' he says, dipping his cookie in the milk. 'I couldn't rest,' she mutters. He asks if she wants some and, not wanting to offend him, Amy says ok and sits down. She awkwardly starts eating the cookie while he stares at her. 'It seems like you really like my boy,' he says after a pause. She nods and tells him that Travis is amazing, the greatest guy she's ever dated. He keeps eating. 'I still think he has a lot of growing up to do,' Mr. Greene says. Amy looks down awkwardly at her milk. There is another long pause. 'But ... you are certainly the most beautiful girl he has ever brought home,' Mr. Greene continues. Amy blushes and says thank you, while he continues to stare at her. She begins to feel very hot in the face, as he adjusts his seat ever so slightly to lean in closer. 'I understand that you come from a difficult upbringing,' he asks. 'And that dating Travis has represented quite a change in standards for you. Am I correct?' Amy assures her boyfriend's father that it isn't like that, she loves Travis because of who he is, not what he has. Mr. Greene eats another cookie. 'But, you agree that standards are important?' He asks. She nods. He smiles at her. 'As a father, I hold Travis to extremely high standards. I'm sure you can understand why.' She nods again, starting to feel uneasy about where the conversation is going. Mr. Greene steps off his seat and stands in front of her. 'He isn't going to end up with just any woman,' he father continues. 'He is going to end up with someone who is the right fit for both him and our family.' Amy nervously whispers that she hopes that can include her. Mr. Greene smiles again. 'I think it can ... once you have earned my blessing.'

There is an awkward silence in the room, as the weight of Mr. Greene's insinuations hang in the air. Amy looks down at the bulge in his pajama pants. 'What exactly are you asking, Mr. Greene?' she mumbles. He removes his robe. 'I think I'm making myself quite clear, Amy.' He replies. 'If you want to be part of this family, you're going to need to start by impressing me.' Feeling overwhelmed, Amy meekly argues that she doesn't want to hurt Travis. Mr. Greene tells her that the boy will never find out. In fact, they never need to speak about this again. Just 10 minutes now and she will have his full approval and support for life. She hesitates. 'You do realize why Travis brought you here this weekend, right?' He asks. She shakes her head. The house is still. 'There is a ring in his bedroom with your name on it. A family heirloom. My grandmother's ring.' He replies. 'The only thing Travis is waiting on is my opinion.' He takes his cock out. Her mouth drops open, as she fully realizes what her future father-in-law is proposing. 'It's bigger than my sons, isn't it?' Mr. Greene asks triumphantly. She looks back up at him. She can't believe this is happening. 'He really has a ring?' she asks. Mr. Greene nods, smiling and starting to stroke her hair. Slowly getting to her knees, Amy tells her boyfriend's father that she wants to marry Travis. She'll prove it. If this is what it takes, then fine. He just needs to tell her what to do. 'You can start by calling me daddy,' he says and puts his cock in her mouth. First BG Sequence with Creampie. After he has cum inside of her, Mr. Greene pulls out and exits the kitchen leaving the girl naked and alone.

CUT to the next morning. Amy is staring up at the ceiling, reeling from the guilt of her affair the night before. He kisses her good morning and, not wanting to give herself away, she kisses him back and he climbs on top of her to continue what he tried to start the night before. Second BG Sequence with Creampie. After Travis has come inside of his girlfriend, he holds her close. She tries desperately to hide her guilt. 'Do you know how much I love you?' he asks. Amy smiles. 'Probably not as much as I love you,' she whispers. Travis leaps out of bed, pulls a ring box from his drawer, and drops to his knees. He tells Amy that she is his soulmate, the only woman he has ever wanted to spend his life with and asks her to marry him. Breaking down, she says yes, and he kisses her, slipping the ring on her finger. Through her guilty tears, she chokes out that she loves him so much. He happily suggests they go and tell his parents the good news.

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Tyler Knight, AVN 2020

⁣Laura (Jaye Summers) sits alone on a set of stairs and watches quietly as a party carries on. It's late into the night at this point, and what was presumably started as a crowded, high energy event has started to wind down as most of the partygoers have left by now, the basement littered with red cups, beverage bottles, bowls of chips, and a general state of messiness left behind. The 10 or so teens who remain are chilling around the room as party music plays softly in the background, most talking in twos or small groups with Laura being the odd one out. One of the guys bounds down the stairs excitedly holding a red cup filled with liquid in each hand, brushing into Laura as he passes and almost spilling the beverages on her, and she makes an uncomfortable face as he passes her unapologetically.

Laura continues to sit in silence for a little while, and it becomes clear that she's not just watching the party, but staring at one guy in particular - Vince (Zac Wild) - as he laughs and jokes along with a pretty girl across the room. She looks on with a bit of envy, clearly wishing she could take the place of the girl he's talking to.

Just then, her fixation on him is broken when Janet, the party host and Laura's best friend, gets everybody's attention by flashing her tits. She laughs and says good, now that she's got everybody's attention, it's time to bring some life back into this party - who's up for a game of Seven Minutes In Heaven? Everyone groans and mocks her for such a dumb suggestion. She explains that they're all 18 here so this isn't going to be some lame-ass PG-13 kiss on the lips shit - anything goes as long as both people consent to it. She holds up a fistful of ripped paper scraps and waves them in the air - she's written down everybody's name on the paper - yeah, EVERYBODY she says as a couple of the teens chuckle nervously - and she's going to pull out one guy's name and one girl's name. And they know the rest!

Janet quickly divides the scraps of paper into two hats, and then pulls two strips of paper out of the hat. She announces the two names, Felicia and Brad - Felicia being the girl that Vince was talking to earlier - and the two of them look at each other with nervous smiles and shrugs. Janet tells them the clock is ticking as she starts a stopwatch app on her cell phone and then urges Brad and Felicia upstairs and starting the countdown. 'Have fun, you two lovebirds!' Janet mocks before heading back to the others who have settled back into party mode.

Janet looks around the room and sees Laura sitting by herself, and comes and sits next to her on the stairs. How is she liking the party so far? It's fine, Laura replies. Liar, Janet says. She knows Laura's been moping around staring at Vince all night and hasn't said a word to him. Laura blushes, is it that obvious? Janet says absolutely, she's just lucky that everyone their age is so self-centered that nobody has noticed. Laura ducks her head in her arms and moans, why can't she just talk to him? Janet tells Laura that it's easy, she just has to get up and say hi to him. Men like women that are forward.

After a minute or two of them talking, Felicia bursts out of the connected room. 'Boooo!' Janet says holding up her phone and pointing at it, they still had almost 5 minutes left! Felicia says nonchalantly that Brad was too hairy, it was disgusting, and she returns to the party without looking back. Brad comes back out the room too with an embarrassed shrug and tries to play it off as fine, some girls like a guy with a hairy chest. Felicia jokes that she wasn't talking about his chest, and the rest of the partygoers ooh and laugh at Brad.

Janet gets back up and pulls out the next two pieces of paper. She opens the first one up, and we see it says 'Vince'. She calls out his name and he raises his fists triumphantly, and a couple of his buddies wolf-whistle him in encouragement. Janet opens up the next slip of paper, and we can see the name 'Janet' written on it, but she closes it quickly without anybody else seeing it. 'Laura!' she calls out. Laura looks up, flustered, and says she didn't think she was playing. Janet says of course, she told them that EVERYONE was playing. Laura tries to excuse herself, saying she's fine sitting out, maybe Felicia would want to take her place since she didn't use her full time... but as she's saying this, Vince looks at Laura with a charming smile and tells her he likes the pairing as it is. Laura stutters, and Vince says reassuringly not to worry, he won't bite. C'mon! Laura is wide-eyed and almost speechless, but she nods okay and gets up to follow him into the room. Janet closes the door with a mischievous grin and starts the timer.

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Vince turns to Laura and asks so, where should they start? Laura blushes and says he doesn't have to do anything if he doesn't want to, they can just talk... or even not talk, if he'd rather. Vince asks her why on earth he wouldn't want to do something with her? She's one of the cutest girls in school. Laura looks surprised to hear it, and says that she didn't think he even knew who she was. He's hardly ever talked to her. Vince explains that he didn't want to screw up his chances or give her a bad impression by coming on too strong, she seemed like the type who didn't like rowdy guys, and likes to keep to herself. He was waiting for her to make the first move. Laura blushes and says oh, she had no idea. Vince grins and says he guesses fate must have put them together tonight. Laura tells him she doesn't mind if he comes on her... comes on to her! she corrects herself with embarrassment. Vince smirks and says he could even do both. Laura gasps and giggles nervously. Vince asks if she does really want to JUST talk. Laura shakes her head no, she wants more than that. Good, Vince replies, he does too.

They're still in there! Kyle laughs as he, Janet and perhaps one or two other partygoers huddle around quietly after several minutes of not having heard from the two upstairs. Janet smirks and says she knows, it's already been like ten minutes, things must be going well. Kyle mentions that there's only one way to find out. Janet gets serious, no, hey, Kyle, don't even think about it. Kyle has already started to walk away and says don't worry, he's not going to interrupt them, he's just going to stick his head in for a quick peek. After all, what if he's hurting her or something? Janet tells him that's not funny and Kyle says he's serious, wouldn't Janet rather be safe than sorry? Janet reluctantly admits he has a point. Thank you! Kyle says arrogantly, and creeps upstairs to the door of the bedroom. He opens it quietly and edges his way through the door and into the room.

He sees that Vince and Laura are mid-fucking and stifles a laugh. Oh shit! he says to himself. He watches them fuck for a good solid minute, intrigued and bemused, as Laura is being very vocal, telling Vince don't stop, keep going. Finally, Kyle sneaks back out. 'They're totally fucking!' he says in a loud excited whisper, not just to Janet but to the whole room. Janet looks pissed at Kyle for telling everyone, but several others in the room start to gather towards him to gossip. Is he serious? Vince, with HER? Isn't she a virgin though? and so on. Kyle relishes at being the one to tell them what he saw, how she was practically begging him for his dick. Janet looks increasingly upset, and tries to get them to respect Laura's privacy, but others in the group insist that they want to see too, they won't believe it until they see it. Slowly, people start to gather towards the bedroom, as shy Laura unsuspectingly continues to enjoy her seven minutes in heaven with her crush, unaware of the hell that's about to unleash.

⁣PREVIOUSLY ON PURE TABOO: This is the story about how Diana (Jaye Summers) really lost her virginity. He'd been her dad's best friend for years. Uncle Joe (Charles Dera), as he called himself, had watched her grow up -- and she was his princess, the niece he never had. But once Diana turned 18, something changed about Joe. His fondness for her turned into an obsession. So he came up with a plan to get her alone...

SCENE OPENS on present-day Diana and her Uncle Joe fucking in Joe's spare bedroom on the bed, she is riding him cowgirl-style and clearly putting in a lot more work and enthusiasm. She gasps and moans in pleasure and calls out Uncle Joe's name as she bounces up and down on his dick, while Joe mostly lies there and just offers a few generic grunts in reply. Diana seems to reach orgasm after a little while and then starts asking Joe to cum inside her - Diana exclaims that she can feel it and starts to slow and eventually stop.

She pulls off of him and collapses to his side on the bed, rolling over to snuggle up to him placing her arm on his chest. He doesn't seem to reciprocate much. Diana tells her uncle that was great, but he corrects her - 'it was fine,' he says gruffly. She asks him what's wrong, she did all his favorites for him! He waves her off, telling her yeah yeah, she was swell... he doesn't seem to mean it. She sits up a bit and looks worriedly at him, did she do something wrong, or something? He looks at her with a serious expression and grips both sides of her head with his hands, playing lightly with her hair. 'Listen 'Princess', no offense, but...' he starts in a rude tone, the novelty's kind of wearing off. She's no longer a teenager and she's certainly not a virgin anymore...

She asks him what she could do, what he wants her to do to make him happy. He looks her up and down, considering her, then pinches her cheek affectionately, saying she's cute when she's desperate. He asks about her younger step-sister, she must be getting around 18 these days, mustn't she? Diana reluctantly says yeah, she just turned it a couple of months ago. And she's a virgin, like Diana was? '...Yes,' Diana admits. Uncle Joe looks pleased at himself for the idea and says yeah... yeah, that would do the trick alright. 'Bring her here,' he instructs her, and goes back to stroking her hair with one hand. She looks at him with reluctant subservience but doesn't say anything in reply.

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CUT TO another day, where Diana and Cammy (Emily Willis) are greeted at the door by a much friendlier-seeming Uncle Joe. 'There's my princesses!' he exclaims. He takes their bags from their hands and tosses them to the side, then welcomes them in. He gives Diana a brisk, business-like hug then moves on to Cammy, and hugs her for much longer. Wow, she laughs at how warmly he's greeting her, uh hi Uncle Joe! Long time no see! Uncle Joe releases her from the hug but keeps his hands on her arms as he looks her up and down, remarking at how much she's grown. He remembers when he used to come over to their house to visit their dad, and would pick her up for piggy-back rides like it was nothing, feels like only yesterday. Although he bets he could still do it! Without even waiting for permission, he scoops Cammy up in his arms and she yelps in surprise, then giggles in embarrassment. 'Uncle Joe!' she squeaks. Diana looks at them with a mix of jealousy and guilt.

Once she's set down, Cammy starts to pick up her bag and Joe says no, let him take care of it! He turns back to Diana. Why doesn't she give Cammy the tour, he says suggestively to her, while he gets all their things settled in their room. Then they can all meet up outside at the pool for a swim. A pool! Cammy squeaks with excitement, she can't wait! Uncle Joe sidles up behind Diana and puts his hand firmly, ominously even, on her shoulder. Make sure the two of them don't skimp on the tour, he says to her with fake innocence, take all the time they want. She nods obediently without looking back at him, and then slips her hand into Cammy's. They scamper off, and Uncle Joe shoots a devious look at the bags.

CUT TO poolside, Uncle Joe is seated comfortably in a pool chair wearing his sunglasses when the two girls emerge from the house - Cammy is still wearing her original clothes while Diana is wearing a bikini. Uncle Joe? Cammy asks, he wouldn't have happened to have seen her bathing suit when he brought the bags up to the room, did he? Uncle Joe feigns innocence and says no, he hardly touched the bags other than to bring them upstairs. Diana looks to Cammy and says see, she knew Uncle Joe wouldn't know where it is, Cammy probably forgot to pack it. But Cammy swears she remembered putting it in her bag, it was one of the first things she packed - she was really excited to go swimming and absolutely didn't want to forget. Oh, Uncle Joe says, well she shouldn't let a little thing like that ruin her fun, now. She can just swim in her underwear, he suggests. Cammy seems a bit hesitant, but Uncle Joe says come on, between her step-sister and him being their dad's best friend, they're all practically family here - no need to be so bashful. O-okay, Cammy says, warming up to the idea as she sees they don't seem to mind. She strips out of her clothes, revealing a white bra and panties underneath. 'Atta girl, Uncle Joe says, don't be shy. She flashes a grin at him and then jumps into the pool with a splash and a playful shriek. Unbeknownst to her, her white bra and panties once wet now show Uncle Joe a great view of her nubile teen body.

Uncle Joe catches Diana's eye and shoots her a meaningful look and a tilt of his head towards Cammy. Diana looks back obediently and nods again slightly. She joins Cammy in the pool. 'Hey Cammy,' Diana calls out, does she remember when they used to play pool tag in the past? They should play that again! Cammy says that it might be a bit lame with just two people, and Diana taunts her, she's just saying that because she knows she won't be able to catch Cammy. Oh, it's on! Cammy giggles and chases after Diana.

The two of them frolic in the water, laughing and giggling as they chase around the pool, splashing each other and trying to catch each other. Whenever Diana is 'it' and catches Cammy, she gets very handsy, giggling and hugging and pressing her body up against Cammy's. Cammy takes a cue from her and starts to do the same. Soon the two of them are barely running or chasing at all, but rather wrestling each other in the pool. Diana even playfully lowers one of Cammy's bra straps or tries to remove it, and Cammy gasps in happy shock and tries to get revenge by doing the same. Throughout, Uncle Joe watches them through his sunglasses with perverted interest.

Cammy remarks she's getting hungry, and is going to fix herself a snack. She asks if Uncle Joe wants one and he jokes that he's good, he's got a couple of tasty morsels already right in front of him. Cammy looks weirded out for a moment then laughs the comment off saying that Uncle Joe is so silly, but behind her Diana shoots Uncle Joe a glare of concern.

Uncle Joe then watches, with no attempt to hide it, as Cammy steps out of the pool dripping wet and grabs a towel, heading back into the house. Diana steps out of the pool next and rushes up to Uncle Joe. He has to be more careful, she warns him quietly, he's going to scare her off. They have to take things more slowly and get her warmed up to the idea, having sex with her dad's best friend is one thing but sex with her own step-sister too - it's going to make her freak if they don't handle it carefully. Uncle Joe tells Diana she'd better make damn well sure that doesn't happen, because he's just starting to enjoy himself and he's not in the mood to take things slow. So it's up to Diana to make sure her sister behaves when the time comes. Diana wouldn't want to disappoint him, would she? Diana timidly says she'll do what she can. Uncle Joe gives her a smack on the ass and tells her to get going inside.

CUT TO late that night - both girls are dreaming sweet dreams, side by side in bedrolls on the floor. The bedroom door creaks open, and the light of the hall spills out into the dark bedroom. Uncle Joe's feet step into frame. He looks the girls over hungrily, edging his way into the room to get a closer look at their teen bodies in their nightwear. He moves into the space in the middle of them both and, careful not to alert them, he settles in lying down between them. His attention goes straight to Cammy. He rolls onto his side to spoon her - she moans comfortably in her dreams. He holds her like that for several seconds, then feeling emboldened, he backs up slightly from her body and pulls his hard dick out from his boxer shorts. He strokes himself, inching as close as he can to Cammy without touching her again now that his dick's out. He breathes heavily against her neck as he strokes himself. Sensing his presence, Cammy's eyes flutter open. 'D-Diana?' she asks quietly and timidly, 'is that you?' No, princess, Uncle Joe says back in a low voice, it's her Uncle Joe.

Cammy still seems a bit groggy, Uncle Joe? What is he doing h- ... she rolls to her other side and sees him stroking himself and her eyes go wide. She calls out to Diana, get up, Uncle Joe is-! Diana's eyes snap open and she instantly starts to reassure her, Cammy, it's ok, it's ok! Cammy doesn't calm down right away, and tries to get Diana to realize what's going on, but Diana tells her she knows. 'What do you mean you know?' Cammy asks, panicked. Diana explains that Uncle Joe has something he wants to share with the two of them, something very special. 'No, but-' Cammy starts to protest, but Diana interrupts her. It's okay, she tells her little sister, she's going to like it, see? She grabs Uncle Joe's hard dick in her hand, and then puts her mouth on it to suck it, looking Cammy right in the eyes as she does it and saying mmmm.

'Diana, what are you-?!' Cammy tries to say, but Diana pulls her mouth off of his dick and cuts her off again. See, Cammy? she says, moving his dick to point at her little sister now as if offering it to her. It's no big deal, he just wants the two of them to thank him for his hospitality. Didn't mom and dad teach them to show manners growing up? Cammy starts to get flustered and frustrated, but this isn't right, she insists, this- 'Cammy,' Diana hisses, sounding a bit desperate. 'You're being rude! Uncle Joe invited us here, we're guests in his home, and this is how he wants us to thank him. Quit being such a brat and just give him what he wants.' Her tone softens, and she continues, saying that she promises Cammy will enjoy it. Just like Diana did.

Cammy's eyes widen - like she did? Diana nods and says it makes Uncle Joe happy. It makes her happy too. Cammy looks from her sister to Uncle Joe, who's staring intently at her. 'What do you say, princess?' he coaxes her and strokes her hair. 'Don't you wanna make your Uncle Joe happy?' Cammy looks down at his dick, which he continues to stroke with his other hand. She says she guesses she can try, but she's never done anything like this before. Uncle Joe tells her don't worry, her big sister will show her everything she needs to know.

⁣A delivery man, Daniel (Ken Feels), arrives at the home of a teen, Carrie (Penelope Woods), with a package. As Daniel gives Carrie the package, he hears a man sounding aggressive inside. Daniel becomes concerned, but Carrie nervously closes the door on him.

Over the next while, every time Daniel delivers a package to the household, his suspicions that there's trouble within the family grows. He suspects that Carrie's old man is harming both his wife and Carrie, but Carrie keeps denying anything's wrong, leaving Daniel becoming more and more desperate to help. Finally, Daniel decides to take matters into his own hands since no one else will.

That fateful day, Daniel delivers a package of vitamins for Carrie's old man, but this time he seems a bit nervous. He tells Carrie to be sure to give the vitamins to the man of the house. It's for him and ONLY him. When Carrie assures Daniel that she will and closes the door, Daniel takes a breath.

Two years later, Carrie is much happier and carefree, and Daniel is now her new stepfather. It's revealed that Carrie's old man suddenly passed away from cardiac arrest two years ago and that Daniel eventually married his widow. Now all is right in the world...

Carrie is thrilled that her old man is gone, insisting that her life's been so much better since his passing. Her old man was cruel and now that she's no longer living in fear, the way everything came together feels almost like a gift. She's so thankful for the change and to have Daniel as her loving stepfather. In fact, everything came together so nicely that she feels like someone's been watching over them. All she wishes is that she had someone to thank for it all.

As Carrie shares her gratitude and wishes, Daniel looks nervous. Daniel asks her if she means wanting to thank someone for getting rid of her old man, and she says yes. That's when he confesses to having a hand in the old man's demise. Daniel says he just couldn't watch Carrie suffer any longer, so his actions were all for her sake - to give her the normal life that she deserved. But to Daniel's shock, Carrie not only expresses gratitude for his actions but lust for him!

He tries to tell her those thoughts are inappropriate while wrestling with his own forbidden thoughts. Carrie points out that the steps he took were very extreme for someone who had only innocent intentions... and that maybe subconsciously he WANTED her.

Although Daniel tries to deny this, he suspects that there was something more to it after all this time, too. That's when Carrie turns on the charm, managing to convince Daniel that there's really only one way to find out...

⁣SCENE opens with the camera focused tightly on the exposed back of a woman with a stethoscope pressed against her skin. The camera travels as the doctor's hand slowly moves the stethoscope lower down the patient's back, which elicits a light gasp and giggle from the patient without us ever seeing her face. She exclaims that the metal is a bit cold. A close-up of just the doctor's mouth, biting his lip nervously, shows us that the exposed skin and flirty noises of his patient are distracting him. 'Sorry,' Dr. Sumner says with a bit of a dorky laugh, 'just one more deep breath please?' We watch her exposed back rise and fall slowly as she breathes deep, and Dr. Sumner stares at her mesmerized. 'Gooood,' he exclaims softly. Catching himself staring, he clears his throat and lifts the stethoscope off her back. As he turns back to stand across from his patient, we see she is a strikingly beautiful woman, Yvette. In fact, Dr. Sumner finds he has trouble taking his eyes off of her as he speaks. 'Well, your breathing checks out, and your vaccinations are all up to date... was there anything else that's been worrying you that you wanted me to look into?' Yvette looks uncomfortable as she tries to broach the subject. Actually, yes, there was something else that's been bothering her recently, but it's a bit uncomfortable to talk about. Dr. Sumner assures her that no topic is off limits, especially not for his favorite patient, and Yvette gets a bit more relaxed. Well, she elaborates, she's been feeling some discomfort in her... well, her you know, ('butthole' she mutters hurriedly), ever since she tried anal sex for the first time with her boyfriend a couple of days ago.

Dr. Sumner is visibly taken aback, and he stutters over a response as he fidgets with his coat and tie. Yvette looks let down, she had hoped that Dr. Sumner would react more professionally than this, but he apologizes - it's simply because he's been treating her and her family since she was a little girl, sometimes he forgets she's a 22 year old woman now. But she's right, there's nothing to be ashamed of, what two consenting adults do in the privacy of their homes is not any of his business. He remarks that it's not uncommon for anal virgins to experience some pain and discomfort afterwards, and that the pain should subside after a day or two as long as she was careful, they went slowly, and used plenty of lubricant. Yvette, however, doesn't seem to have been put at ease - she's read about anal fissures and tearing and the like. Isn't he even going to take a look to make sure it isn't something more serious? Dr. Sumner starts to say that it's not necessary since her level of pain doesn't seem too severe, but then he cuts himself off. Actually, yes, she's absolutely right, he should perform a thorough examination. Just to be safe. So if she can just please lift up her dress, remove her underwear, and bend over the table...

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CUT back to just a few seconds after, only now in a male gaze perspective from behind Yvette as we stare straight onward at her bent over ass. Her pussy and butthole are on full display as she waits patiently for her doctor to take a look. He kneels down close, placing one firm hand on each cheek to spread them wider, and stares transfixed for several seconds.

'Um... doctor?' Yvette asks timidly. 'Is everything ok back there?' Dr. Sumner snaps out of his reverie and stutters that yes, he's just making a preliminary visual inspection before he runs more extensive tests. He periodically spreads her ass cheeks wide to provide the camera with ample close-up shots of her winking hole - this goes on for almost a minute, though the doctor is now more conscious to make it seem like a proper inspection by adding authoritative sounds like 'mm-hmm', 'ok', 'so far so good', etc. to keep Yvette feeling assured.

'Well, at first glance everything seems in order, but I'll of course have to palpate the inside of your rectum next, so you should brace yourself for some mild discomfort.' 'Palpate?' Yvette asks nervously, but Dr. Sumner explains that palpate just means examining by touch. It's just a clinical way of saying he'll be inserting his finger. With lubricant, of course. He asks her to remain in position while he dons his medical gloves - as he does this, we see that unbeknownst to Yvette, the doctor's attention remains fixated on her ass on display. He smears some lubricant onto his index and middle fingers, and then gets back into position behind her.

He reminds her that as he said, she might feel some slight discomfort - and then makes a bad joke about how he's sure it will be nothing compared to how it must have felt with her boyfriend sticking it in the other night. Yvette laughs nervously, not because it was funny but to make things less awkward. The doctor sticks one gloved finger in slowly, asking Yvette to describe the sensations as he does so. She describes the initial pressure, a dull ache as his finger goes deeper in, and then finally a yelp of surprise when he sticks the finger all the way in, though it quickly subsides, and she remarks that she doesn't notice much pain now that he's all the way in. He remarks that he's going to keep his finger there for a few moments, and suggests she takes a few deep breaths. He places his other hand on her ass cheek again and spreads it idly as they wait.

Dr. Sumner begins to ask Yvette questions about her first anal experience. Though as he asks his questions, Dr. Sumner coyly pulls his finger in and out, pretending it's part of the process. Did she use lube? (Yes.) Did she work her way up to the night in question by using any smaller toys to start? When Yvette says no, the doctor suggests that if she wants to continue having anal sex she should consider it, in fact he's read about women who wear butt plugs for hours at a time to stretch themselves out, even in public. Yvette blushes and says there's no way she could be bold enough for something like that. Dr. Sumner changes the subject and asks if Yvette's boyfriend fingered her first to ease her into it, and she confesses no, he didn't. Dr. Sumner explains that that may be why she's experiencing some pain now, and that it's generally better to start slow and work her way up to bigger objects. As he says this, he tells her he'll be putting in a second finger to test her elasticity. The second finger is clearly more difficult for Yvette to handle than just the one, but he eases her into it with a sense of relish.

After he satisfies himself with having fit two fingers into her hole and wiggling them around to make her squirm a bit, Dr. Sumner pulls his fingers out gently and then tells her that while things seem normal inside, he would like to get a final deeper visual inspection using a speculum. He lays Yvette on her side on the table, ass peeking out towards him, and he pulls out a rectal speculum from a nearby drawer. He inserts it carefully and uses it to expand her asshole slightly wider. Yvette remarks that the sensation is very uncomfortable, but the doctor remarks that the sensation should pass and that he promises it's absolutely necessary. However, he is clearly enjoying himself, even inserting his finger into the opening of the speculum to tease and toy with the rim of her hole. He tells Yvette that she's lucky that a 'complete amateur' like her boyfriend didn't injure her, and that they should really take better precautions next time. Yvette, slightly weirded out, remarks that Dr. Sumner really seems to know a lot about anal sex. Like, a lot.

At this, Dr. Sumner gets very embarrassed. He takes the speculum out of Yvette and removes his hands from her, putting them between his legs sheepishly. He was just offering her some advice, that's all. Yvette asks where he even gets all this advice from, she's sure it's not stuff he learned at medical school. Dr. Sumner tries to evade the question, but Yvette coaxes him - he's been a friend of the family for years now and he's helped her through some very tough times, she won't judge him. Dr. Sumner bashfully answers that he watches a lot of anal porn. Yvette grins, it's almost cute how nervous the doctor looks. She asks Dr. Sumner if he's ever had anal sex and he admits that he hasn't but has always wanted to. Yvette gets bolder, she bets that he must get awfully tempted sometimes with all the pretty girls he must have to look at as part of his job. In fact, he's always said she's his favorite patient, is that because he likes her or is it just because he's always wanted to fuck her? Dr. Sumner stumbles over his words and Yvette takes advantage of this to coax him further. He's right that her boyfriend is a complete amateur. In fact, having anal sex with him hurt like hell. But she bets that if a real man showed her how to do it, a man who's completely obsessed with anal sex, he'd know how to do it right. She reaches for his crotch and he pulls back, it would be unethical. She gets up off the table and approaches him seductively, insisting that no other patient of his is ever going to go along with something like this, this is a once in a lifetime chance and he'd be an idiot to turn it down. She wants it, he wants it. What could be more ethical than that? She leans in for a kiss and he hungrily kisses back, his hands going straight to gripping her ass cheeks tightly as they embrace.

⁣Codi Vore and her husband Charles Dera gave their stepdaughter Coco Lovelock a VR headset for her 18th birthday, and they're wondering if she likes it. Codi and Charles decide to go to Coco's room to see if she's enjoying it.

The stepparents arrive at the doorway to Coco's room and sure enough, it turns out that Coco is on her bed and wearing the VR headset... and from the way she's making suggestive hand motions and then touching herself, it's clear that she's using the headset for virtual sex. Codi and Charles find themselves getting aroused, and sneak closer to Coco to get a better look. Coco hears them approach but pretends not to notice, mischievously putting on a show for them by doing sexy poses and continuing to masturbate.

Codi and Charles get so turned on that they start to touch each other while continuing to watch Coco. Eventually, Coco decides to take her sexy game to the next level, inviting Codi and Charles to join her for some twisted family fun...

⁣Maggie (Codi Vore) waits for a cab outside a club, but is having no luck getting one. A man, Kyle (Jay Romero), comes out of the same club, also trying to get a cab. They strike up a conversation, and Kyle tells Maggie that he is a soldier. This is his last night on leave before he is being deployed for six months the next morning. Maggie is impressed with his bravery and devotion to duty. The sexual tension between them begins to grow, as Kyle talks about wanting to make every moment count, since he doesn't know what could happen to him out there.

With the sexual tension mounting, Maggie falls for Kyle's charms. She flirtatiously suggests that they share a cab, and invites Kyle back to her place. As soon as they arrive at Maggie's loft, they start making out, unable to keep their hands off of each other. Maggie gives Kyle a memorable experience before he has to leave.

A few weeks later, Maggie is in a cafe, and she is shocked to see Kyle come in through the door. She confronts Kyle about him still being in town. He tries to give an excuse, but Maggie refuses to fall for it, so Kyle admits that he is not a soldier, and is actually a tax auditor. He frequently uses his 'soldier' story to pick up women. Much to his surprise, Maggie says she isn't mad, since she enjoyed the sex.

The sexual tension begins to grow between them again, and Maggie suggests that they go back to Kyle's place, since it turns out that he lives nearby. Kyle can't believe his good fortune, and as soon as they arrive at Kyle's house, he and Maggie are unable to keep their hands off of each other. But he's not the only one who's lying, and HER truth could have serious consequences for him...

⁣Codi (Codi Vore) and Jenna (Little Puck) are the finalists on an intense and difficult game show, 'The Prize'. The show's host (Seth Gamble) tells Codi and Jenna that before they begin the final challenge, he has a surprise for them... a visit from their families!

Jenna is excited and emotional to see her stepdad, Tommy (Tommy Pistol), while Codi is similarly moved to see her husband Daniel (Daniel Shar) and stepson Ethan (Robby Apples). The host then announces another surprise: Codi and Jenna will each be partnered with one of their family members for the show's final challenge. That means Jenna will be paired with Tommy since he's the only family member who came here, while Codi gets to choose either Daniel or Ethan. Codi chooses Ethan.

However, the surprises don't stop there, because the host says that for the challenge, Jenna and Codi will compete NAKED. Jenna wants to prove she's better than Codi, so she strips down to her bra and panties and boasts that this isn't so bad, but even Jenna becomes shocked when the host reminds her to take her underwear off too.

Tommy manages to convince Jenna that she has nothing to be ashamed of, so she takes off her bra and panties. Knowing that winning the competition would turn her family's life around, Codi strips naked as well, much to her husband's shock. The host then announces the show's final challenge: Codi and Jenna will compete to see who's better at making her partner ejaculate. Jenna is stunned at the idea of making her stepdad cum, while Codi is equally shocked at the idea of doing that with her stepson. But this is a rare opportunity to change their lives for the better, so the contestants agree to it, while Codi's husband watches in horror...

⁣Tom (Tommy Pistol) and his wife Margaret (Athena Anderson) witnessed quite the scene at their neighbor's house the night prior. Police cars, screaming, an ambulance... they can't help but wonder what happened over there. Their questions are answered, however, when their neighbor in question, Tanya (X Wife Karen), comes to their front door in tears. Tom and Margaret are shocked to learn that Tanya and her husband were victims of an attempted home invasion, one which sent Tanya's husband to the hospital. Tanya is shaken and asks if she can stay with Tom and Margaret until her husband returns. Tom and Margaret are happy to help, inviting her inside.

A few nights later, however, Tom enters his kitchen to find Tanya at the table, her fingers toying with a black ski mask. She hasn't been able to catch a sliver of shut eye since the robbery, her thoughts plagued by the traumatic event. Tom tries to console her, but is shocked when Tanya reveals a troubling secret. Her obsession with the robbery doesn't stem from fear... but from lust. A lust for the man in the mask. The same man who sent her husband to the hospital... and the same man that she can't help but fantasize about.

Tanya is terrified that this newfound fixation will carry over into her marriage. Seeing no other option, she decides that she must do whatever it takes to purge these filthy desires from her soul. Shockingly, she extends the mask to Tom, asking him to put it on and fuck her roughly while wearing it. Tom is floored, but Tanya is persistent. With his wife just upstairs, Tom finally gives in, putting on the mask and giving Tanya what she wants... and needs.

⁣Katrina Colt, a professional loyalty tester, explains her services to a prospective client, Ruckus. Katrina says that she will flirt with a client's romantic partner to gauge whether the partner is unfaithful or not. Ruckus decides he'd like Katrina to flirt with his fiancee, Sandra (Ashley Lane), who he suspects may be a closeted lesbian. He's noticed some other red flags from Sandra, and since he's about to marry her, he wants to make sure she isn't hiding anything else from him.

Katrina initially declines the offer, since she usually only flirts with men. But after Ruckus begs her to do it, she eventually accepts. Besides, since she never has sex with her clients' targets, she won't have to do anything she's not comfortable with - she just needs to see if Sandra is attracted to women, and is receptive to cheating on Ruckus. With that decided, Katrina and Ruckus concoct a plan to get Katrina in close proximity to Sandra: Katrina will pose as a wedding planner, and Ruckus will set up a 'meeting' between Sandra and Katrina, where Sandra will think she'll be interviewing Katrina for the wedding planner position.

The next week, Katrina arrives at Ruckus and Sandra's home posing as a wedding planner. Ruckus introduces Sandra to Katrina and then claims he has to run some errands, leaving the two of them alone. As Katrina and Sandra discuss the upcoming wedding, Katrina tries to see if Sandra will flirt with her. Sandra takes the bait, but Katrina finds herself to ALSO be attracted to Sandra, which catches her off-guard. However, that's not the only surprise that's in store for Katrina...

⁣A lonely, depressed morgue employee, Gabriel (Tommy Pistol) dutifully prepares the body of a young woman -- a Jane Doe (Ashley Lane) -- and becomes inexplicably infatuated with her. He starts losing touch with reality, hearing Jane Doe's sweet, disembodied voice as she tries to connect with him. Over time, Gabriel has vivid fantasies of her being alive and well... and desiring only HIM, which leads to the ultimate fantasy of having an intimate encounter with her at his own home.

⁣Mr. Davies (Charles Dera) is your stereotypical handsome high-school gym teacher -- the one that all the school girls have a crush on. Problem is, Mr. Davies hasn't been able to keep his hands out of the cookie jar. For the past few months, he's been having an affair with one of his students, the beautiful but naïve 18-year- old Lola (Jill Kassidy). The daughter of a wealthy businessman, Lola has fallen completely in love with Mr. Davies and thinks the two are going to run away together. Mr. Davies, on the other hand, cares for the teen girl but knows that inevitably they will need to break up one day ... especially before he gets caught. One day, after practice, Davies and his teenage lover sneak off and have sex in the locker room. While they are fucking, another student Heather (Kristen Scott) accidentally discovers them. Without their knowledge, she records them on her phone and runs off to tell her stepbrother (Small Hands) about it. Heather's stepbrother is an older guy named Darryl, who dropped out of school several years earlier and has had multiple run-ins with the law. When his step-sister shows him the footage, it sparks an idea in his head ... with all the money and power that Lola's father has, wouldn't it be easy to convince her out of a little dough to keep her affair a secret? He pitches the idea to Heather, who agrees to go confront Lola. The two conspirators then fuck.

⁣The teacher and the two teenage girls remain holed up in the cabin. Now embroiled in a strange ménage-a-trois, neither of the girls wants to leave and Mr. Davies (Charles Dera) doesn't know what to do. He just keeps having sex with both to keep things calm. The following morning, his concerned wife (Cherie DeVille) decides to visit the cabin to look for her missing husband and is stunned to walk in on him with the girls. Putting two and two together, she goes into the other room to call the police. As she's making the call, Lola (Jill Kassidy) grabs Mr. Davies shotgun from the mantle. After a loud bang, Lola comes back in to announce that she's solved the problem. She's taken care of Mrs. Davies. Now Mr. Davies is not only guilty of having an affair with his student, he is also an accessory to crime and is indirectly responsible for his wife's death. He throws Lola into a room and locks the door, and tells Heather (Kristen Scott) to stand guard while he goes off to think about what to do next. While he is out, Heather's stepbrother (Small Hands) calls and she tells him where they are. She informs Lola and pledges that he will be able to fix the problem way better than Mr. Davies. When he gets there with his friend (Xander Corvus), he makes Mr. Davies watch them all have sex before leaving the cabin together.

⁣Later that night, Heather (Kristen Scott) texts Lola (Jill Kassidy) to meet. When the girls get together, Heather shows her the video and threatens to expose the girl and her teacher unless she meets her demands. This sends Lola into a panic and, before she knows it, she's hit Heather over the head and knocked her out. She knows Mr. Davies (Charles Dera) is with his wife (Cherie DeVille) but doesn't know what to do ... so she calls him at home anyway. Meanwhile, Mr. Davies is having sex with his wife when the phone rings. It's his teenage lover having a complete freak out. In a desperate attempt to calm her down and not raise suspicions, Mr. Davies tells her to put Heather in her car and meet him at his family's cottage. He makes up an excuse to his wife and takes off. When he arrives there, Mr. Davies bring the girl inside while Lola is crying out of stress and start to talk over what to do next. Mr. Davies knows that he is in serious trouble, not only with the school board, so he tries to remain level headed. But his teen girlfriend is panicking so he ends up putting her to bed too. While he paces back and forth to think of a plan in the other room, Heather wakes up. Realizing what has happened to her, she decides to confront the teacher. She uses the victim card and ends up persuading him into fucking her too ... which he does.

⁣SCENE opens on a long, static shot of a small house, tucked amongst several other units. There is a small flutter of movement in the window, as a car pulls into the complex. A father and his 18-year-old daughter are moving into to one of the other units. As they pull into the driveway, the camera lingers on the window. Someone is watching them. The family parks their car, unpacks some boxes from the trunk, and enter their new home -- intercut with shots of the window. From the POV of the person inside, you see the teen girl run back to the car, grab a final bag, and take a long look around the complex. She doesn't realize she is being watched but there is something about the neighboring unit that causes her to pause. She stares at the window before heading back inside.

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Several weeks have passed and the family has settled into their new home. Inside the neighbor's cluttered unit, the camera pans across various notes, opened mail, and polaroid photos that he has taken while watching them ... particularly the 18-year-old girl. The neighbor sits at an arm chair masturbating over the photos when he hears movement outside. He bolts to the window and watches the father leaving the house. From his POV, he sees the father hug his daughter and then drive off. She watches him exit before pulling out her cell phone, making a quick call, and heading back inside. Not able to make out what she said, he jots down the time and event. An hour later, he hear the sound of another car pulling in. Wiping the drool from his mouth, he bolts back to the window. A boy gets out of his car and runs to the teen. Coyly, she grabs him by the hand and pulls him into her house. Licking his lips, the neighbor jots down the activity in his note book and decides that he needs to get a closer look.

He creeps around to the back of the unit and watches the teen couple through a screen door. The 18-year-old sits the boy down and starts to do a strip tease for him. The neighbor scrambles for his cellphone and starts to record the whole thing. We watch her strip naked before getting down on her knees and starting to crawl towards her boyfriend, intercut with shots of the neighbor nervously recording.

Several days pass. The neighbor keeps re-watching the clip on his phone and decides that fantasizing over the teen girl isn't enough, he needs to somehow convince her to be with him. So, he comes up with a plan. Posing as the boyfriend, he writes a fake love note and leaves it on her doorstep, before knocking and running back inside his unit. She opens the door and discovers the note, instructing her to come and meet the boyfriend at the neighbor's house. When the neighbor opens the door, he invites her in, reassuring her that he is in on the romantic scheme and that her boyfriend will be there any minute. She steps inside his house and he shuts the door, locking it.

They sit down in his messy living room in awkward silence. As she tries to make small talk, the neighbor studies her and can barely control himself. From his POV, we see him look her up and down. She becomes restless and starts getting up to leave when the neighbor panics and decides to reveal the video he has recorded. She watches it in silence, her mouth falling open. 'What are you doing with this?' she demands. 'My father can't know about AJ. I just turned 18 and I'm about to move out on my own next fall. If my dad finds out, he'll never allow it!' Gathering his courage, the neighbor tells her that has no choice but to be a good neighbor and tell the father what's really going on behind his back. The daughter is stunned and, in a moment of weakness, admits to the fact that's she got secrets she's trying to keep from him. She begs the neighbor for his silence -- offering to do whatever he wants to destroy the evidence. Feeling further empowered, the erratic neighbor asks her to do everything that she did with her boyfriend in the video to him. Not wanting to get caught, she reluctantly agrees, and this descends into the BG sex scene. Throughout the sex, the creepy factor is heightened by the fact that he has clearly memorized the video and keeps referring to it, making her repeat her strip tease and saying things like 'do that thing with your tongue like you did to him' etc...

After they have finished, the teen girl makes the neighbor delete the video file as promised. She exits the house angrily, looking over her shoulder. The neighbor closes the door and, leaning up against it with his eyes closed, breathes a sigh of relief and satisfaction. Then he walks over to a laptop set up in the corner of the room that has been secretly recording everything. He leans into the camera and, smiling, turns it off.

⁣SCENE opens on a cute timid 18-year-old teen in skimpy pajamas, Paige, waiting outside the bathroom door with a towel draped over her shoulder. 'Come on, Chase, I'm going to be late for school,' she implores and knocks on the door again. No answer for a few more seconds. She goes to knock again but as she does the door swings open and her hand continues through the open door to rap on the bare chest of her step-brother Chase. He's dripping wet and holding his towel over his waist with one hand. 'Woah, easy there girl,' he teases, taking her wrist in his hand and gently lifting it off his chest. He doesn't let go right away - Paige must wriggle a bit to free her hand from his grip, clearly a bit annoyed, while Chase laughs it off. 'Bathroom's all yours, li'l step-sis' Chase says, but even though Paige waits for him to move he doesn't step out of the way. After a few seconds she grunts angrily and tries to slink past him, but he shifts his body to block her further. 'Ugh, Chase, quit it!' she says in rustration. He mocks her further - 'Come on, you're a big girl, just turned 18, you're telling me you're still too much of a pipsqueak to push your big brother around?' Paige tries to push past him again and he blocks her way again. Even though her hand doesn't touch his towel, Chase pretends it gets knocked out of his hand and it drops to the floor - he's sporting a huge hard-on. 'Whoops! Look what you did, klutz,' he grins, and doesn't make any effort to move or pick up the towel. 'Well? Aren't you gonna pick it up?' he says. She exhales sharply and bends over to pick it up - upon standing back up, Chase moves slightly so that his dick brushes against her face. 'Ew, Chase!' she whines, and he laughs and wiggles his hips causing his hard-on to wave in the air teasingly. She shoves him more angrily out of the doorway and barges into the bathroom, slamming the door on him. Seconds later, she opens the door and throws his towel in his face, then slams the door again.

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It's another day, and Paige is spread out on her bed, lying on her stomach with her legs kicking idly in the air in time to music on her headphones. She's doing homework, chewing on her eraser as she thinks. We hear the muffled sounds of talking drowned out by the music, and suddenly a pair of fingers in Paige's face start snapping, startling her. She looks up, sees Chase, and takes off her headphones. Chase is standing in a tee-shirt and boxers, looking pissed off. 'Paige, are you deaf? I was talking to you, moron.' Paige is clearly bothered, but tries to hide it, and asks what he wants. He tells her he's having a girl over. She asks why he's telling her, she doesn't care. He says it's so she knows not leave her room, and especially that she'd better not come near his room. They might get pretty loud, he teases. Paige looks uncomfortable and looks down at her homework, not saying anything. Chase relishes in this and continues. Yeah, he bets the girl's gonna squeal real loud when she's riding up and down on his hard dick. He's getting hard just thinking about it, he says as he adjusts the growing bulge in his boxers. Paige winces and tries to go back to her homework, but Chase pulls the notebook out from under her. 'I'm not done talkin' yet, pipsqueak. That's not the way to treat your older step-brother, is it? You should show some respect.' Paige swallows hard and looks up at him - ok, fine, what? He laughs again. He was just saying how hard he's getting, does she wanna take a look? She shakes her head no, but he says he'll give her notebook back if she says yes, so she reluctantly says yes. From over his shoulder in a semi-POV angle, we see Chase pulls his hard dick out through the slit in his boxers, and waves it teasingly in front of Paige's face which clearly bothers her. He gives his dick a couple of tugs for emphasis. Pretty nice, huh? Paige winces, but agrees with him just so he'll go away. As a final prank, he rubs his dick against her notebook, and then tosses it back on the bed in front of her. Paige looks grossed out but resists the urge to say anything. Casually stuffing his dick back in his boxers, Chase stretches, yawns, scratches himself, and then heads to the doorframe. 'Remember, stay outta my room, right sis?!' Satisfied, Chase taps on the doorframe playfully and then walks out. Once he's out of sight, Paige makes a disgusted face and crumples the page in her notebook he wiped his dick off on, rips it out of the book and tosses it away from her. She puts her earphones back on and rubs her eyes and forehead, looking exhausted.

CUT to later that afternoon, Paige can't concentrate anymore. She sighs, pulls out her headphones, and lies on her back blinking up at the ceiling. From faintly outside her room, a woman's moan is heard. Paige hears it but pretends to ignore it. After a few seconds, though, more moans can be heard, faint but clear enough to tell they're the sounds of sex. Paige winces and tries to use her pillow to block the sound. But after a few seconds, she pulls the pillow out from under her. She's about to throw it away from her, but something stops her, and instead she slowly lowers it down between her legs and starts gently pressing one edge against her crotch. Slowly, almost imperceptibly at first, her hips start bucking and she pushes the pillow against her with more pressure, until she's humping the pillow with slow, hard thrusts. Her own soft moans join the moaning coming from outside the room. Eventually she positions her hand under her skirt, up her underwear, to add the strength of her own touch to the pillow thrusts. In spite of herself, one or two times she gasps Chase's name as she masturbates, each time looking like right after she regrets saying it.

Suddenly, in the middle of her masturbation session, the moans from the other room stop. Paige slows her humping to a stop, and then sits up and strains to hear. But she doesn't hear anything. Timidly, she gets up and stealthily opens the door to her room. She still doesn't hear anything. She tiptoes down the hall, camera tracking behind her, until she starts hearing the moaning again from her brother's room, only it's much quieter now. As quietly as she can, she moves to his door. The door to his room is not fully closed, it's ajar, but as she tries to peek in the crack is too small to see anything. She pushes it open slightly to get a better look. She sees Chase - not on his bed, but in his office chair, and not with a real girl but instead in front of his computer with a porn video playing in the background of a petite blonde. We only see the back of Chase in his chair but his arm is moving up and down, he's clearly jerking off.

Paige looks confused but intrigued, and she goes back to spying, opening the door the full width of her head to get a better look. As Chase is stroking, he's speaking out loud, presumably to the girl on the screen, who looks not unlike his sister - saying she's a slut, saying what he's going to do to her, etc. Paige gets turned on by the verbal - she starts touching herself over her clothes, careful still to not make too much noise.

This goes on for a couple of minutes, though as time goes on Chase's verbal gets more specific - first he starts calling the girl on the screen Paige - Paige is shocked to hear her name being spoken, but it turns her on even more. His dirty talk gets more elaborate, saying he knows she wants him, saying he knows she secretly loves it how he keeps finding excuses to whip out his dick in front of her. Saying that every time he lies about bringing home girls to fuck, she should know it's just to make her jealous. What shocks her the most though is when Chase speaks directly to her - 'You just gonna stand there watching?' Paige freezes in place. Chase slowly spins the office chair around and looks straight at her through the small opening of the door. He remains clothed in his t-shirt and boxers, his dick again poking out from the slit in his boxers, and he slows his jerking off to long, purposeful, teasing strokes. 'What are you waiting for, sis? Come and get some of this.' She slowly pushes the door open, but at first stands frozen in place at the threshold. Chase laughs and smacks his hard dick against the palm of his other hand a couple of times, making a slapping sound. 'What's the matter, moron? I said come over here and suck my fucking cock.' Paige looks spellbound - 'O-okay' she says quietly, then starts moving towards him and kneels down in front of him and leans forward to receive his dick in her mouth. 'I knew it was just a matter of time,' Chase gloats as he slides his dick into Paige's waiting mouth.

BG sex scene. Chase is not very rough with his sister during the sex, but he does like to taunt her - pulling out suddenly and making her beg for his dick, calling her a mix of 'li'l sis' and other pet names, as well as throwing some insults. Paige puts up with it all, and unlike earlier, the insults and teasing doesn't bother her, if anything it only serves to turn her on even more. After the sex, Paige bends down to pick up her clothes but Chase puts his foot on them, and she's unable to pull them out from under him. 'Chase, get off,' Paige whines, but Chase snaps his fingers in Paige's face, making her look up at him. 'Hey moron, you can't tell ANYBODY about this, you get that? Not your mom, not my dad, nobody. You get that??!' Paige grunts yes, she gets it, and finally he lifts his foot off the clothes and she picks them up in a huff. 'I'm taking a shower,' she mumbles, but Chase gets up suddenly and cuts in front of her to the door to his room. 'No, I'm taking a shower. You can smell like my cum for a few minutes more, can't ya pipsqueak?' He rustles her hair with his hand and chuckles before walking out his bedroom door, closing it on her.

⁣In her bathtub at night, shy nerdy teen Lucy stares up at the ceiling, unmoving. The tap drips as the only indication of sound or movement. After several seconds, there is a light disturbance in the still bathwater, and then Lucy lets out a small gasp -- she's moved her hand to slip a finger into her pussy under the water. When her finger is all the way in, she pauses for a moment, then starts slowly moving it in and out to pleasure herself, her gasps becoming heavy and sensual -- several close-ups of her mouth and face, along with heightened sounds of inhaling and exhaling, draw heavy focus towards her breathing. After a half-minute or more, fully immersed in her fantasy, she inhales a single long drawnout breath through her teeth, as she slowly slips under the water, submersing herself. She stays under, and the water goes perfectly still.

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At her computer another morning, Lucy is in her pajamas typing up a college paper. She is stuck on a sentence, not sure what to write next. She breaths out a huge sigh of frustration, removes her glasses, and rubs her eyes wearily. Putting her glasses back on a little crooked, she tries to go back to writing... but a previously opened tab in the corner of her eye distracts her, and she clicks back onto it. We see on the screen that it's a site for breath play enthusiasts called 'Breathless'. Her breathing shallows, and she runs her fingers along where her neck meets the collar of her nightshirt as a nervous tic. She opens up a chat bar where she has a message already open and typed out, a message to another member. From the wording, it seems to be the last in a long line of messages between them. Towards the end of her message, she's suggesting that they meet up. Her face and body language shows she is still undecided as to whether to send it or not. Clearly anxious, and idly running her fingers along her chest and up and down her throat, Lucy deliberates for several seconds. Then, spontaneously she shoots her hand out to click send. She gets an alert that the message has been sent. She closes the laptop in panic, almost in fear of what she's just done... or perhaps what the response might be. She bites her thumb nervously and taps the laptop casing, before removing her glasses and flopping down on her bed. Her breathing is fast and nervous as she closes her eyes and lies there, eyes shut, until her breathing eventually calms itself.

CUT TO another evening, in the doorway of a house. Lucy walks through the door, followed by a strange man a couple of years older than her, Preston. He's holding keys and locks the door behind him -- this is his place, not hers. They are both visibly awkward around each other as they remove their shoes and he leads them up to his master bedroom. Once there, they sit side by side on the bed, at first making no move to close the gap between them. They talk about the breath-play site they met at, how long each of them has been a member, how they found out about it, etc. Lucy joined around when she turned 18. Preston reaffirms what was said in the chat, that Lucy has never done anything like it before. Neither has he. The closest he came was when he practiced choke grips on a first aid doll once when his dad brought one home from work, and it turned him on. He's immediately embarrassed from telling the story, but Lucy tells him she understands -- she has nobody she can talk to about her fetish either. It's tough for a guy to ask a girl to do that, Preston admits, it would make him look like a serious creep. He's always hoped some girl would ask him, but he knows it's a long shot. Lucy sympathizes - everyone assumes that because she's shy and nerdy that she's completely innocent. One time she asked her boyfriend to choke her, and he was a bit freaked out by the idea and she quickly told him never mind. For the next few days he acted weird around her, and then not long after he broke up with her. Ever since, she's been too shy to tell anybody she's been with, because she doesn't want boys to think she's some weird freak. Especially with how word spreads around college.

There's an awkward pause, and then Preston asks if she wants to start any specific way. Shyly, Lucy shakes her head no -- she never really pictured where to go from here, she never even thought she'd ever get this far. Preston says he's seen a few videos, it's given him a few ideas of what to do. Does she mind if he takes the lead? Lucy says it's fine, he can try whatever he wants, and that if it gets too intense she can tap on the bed with her hand. Preston agrees to this, and moves his hand up hesitantly towards her neck. He pauses, she nods, and he continues. He grabs her throat, and squeezes -- not too rough at first, but hard enough that she certainly feels it. As he grips her throat tightly, he moves in to kiss her, first up the side of her neck, her ear, the side of her cheek, then he turns her head towards his and kisses her mouth. He kisses passionately, albeit a bit awkwardly -- he moves as someone who is less suavely copying moves that he's seen elsewhere. Still, he remains in control throughout, and Lucy submits with a gasp each time he reasserts his dominance with a renewed grip on her throat.

⁣SCENE OPENS on a professor's lush, old-fashioned-looking university office. Professor Claremont (Mick Blue) stands at an ornate window, looking out lost in thought onto the university campus. On the visitors couch across the room, his teacher's assistant Annabelle (Adriana Chechik) sits, waiting and fidgeting in the awkward silence. The ticking decorative clock on his desk is the only sound for several seconds. Finally, Annabelle breaks the silence -- 'umm, you were saying, professor?' Professor Claremont snaps out of his reverie and turns to face her. Ah, yes, sorry, he apologizes. His thoughts had whisked him away to unknown places, he says playfully. The professor appears eccentric but charming, like a man from another era. Annabelle seems used to his odd behavior, even a bit enamored by it. He says that they've done enough for the day and dismisses her. But as she's leaving, he calls her back to get her thoughts on a new biology project he's working on. He trusts her like he trusted her sister, who he taught years ago. Annabelle is flattered, but tries to act nonchalant about it. He continues, saying that the project would be controversial but of great interest to him on both a professional and personal level. She asks him to go on, but before he does, he moves to sit beside her on the couch and switches to a very serious tone. He insists that she swears she not tell anybody what he's about to tell her. He repeats that it's quite controversial, and it could jeopardize his career if anybody were to find out about his interest in the subject. Annabelle looks a bit taken aback, but promises that she won't tell anybody. 'Marvellous!' he says, switching back to a lighthearted tone. He pats her knee with his hand innocently. 'Now then, tell me - what do you know about 'gaping'?'

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Annabelle tries to recoil a bit from her professor without being obvious about it, moving away from the couch to the desk to make some distance between them. Gaping, she asks incredulously, you mean like the sex thing? Yes, precisely, he answers. He explains that he finds it fascinating... from an anatomical point of view, of course. He remarks that so much of human sexuality is driven by a lust for external body parts -- breasts, legs, butts. But those who are interested in gaping want to see the beauty of the insides. He says that it's remarkable, doesn't she agree? Annabelle looks quite weirded out, tells the professor that she's not the right person for this, and moves to leave. But the professor stops her, grabbing her roughly by the throat. Realizing immediately that he has gone too far, he releases her and apologizes. Annabelle gets her bag and is leaving, but something stops her. Despite her hesitance, something has...intrigued her. The professor regards Annabelle for a moment and then, opening up a desk drawer, slowly and silently removes a magazine and sets it on the desk. Annabelle tentatively looks at the magazine, which is filled with dozens of gaping photos. The professor moves behind her. 'Isn't it beautiful?' he whispers in her ear. Annabelle looks scared, but also a little turned-on. He asks her if she trusts him. Reluctantly she admits that she does trust him and she wants to be a part of something important. The professor is pleased to hear that and reminds Annabelle how her sister trusting him proved very beneficial for her. What they're about to do will change the world, the professor says. Annabelle is ready, and asks the professor what she has to do. In response, the professor silently unbuttons the first few buttons of her blouse before sitting back down on the couch. Annabelle takes the hint and unbuttons the rest of her blouse, taking it off as the professor watches.

As she turns to him and begins removing her pants, revealing her perfect ass, he breaks the silence, saying that as soon as he heard about the phenomenon of gaping, he was intrigued. He's since researched thousands of videos on gaping, but none of the videos get it right. That's where Annabelle comes in. Together, she and the professor are going to make it perfect. He leads her over to his desk, where she gets on all fours, sticking her ass up in the air. Slowly, methodically, he slips her panties off. He caresses her ass approvingly, complimenting her on her beautiful asshole. The professor gets to work, lubing up Annabelle's butthole. This is the first step in creating a beautiful gape, he continues. Sliding his thumb in her lubed up ass, she moans in pleasure. The professor begins to get to work in earnest, and his invasive study doesn't stop with just his thumb. With the implements he has at the ready to probe and penetrate her (previously) tight asshole, Annabelle's faith in her professor is about to be stretched to its absolute limits.