Building the Nursery

by Amy DeMeritt

  Without another word, I nod once and practically run upstairs. My wives and Symone are sitting at the informal dining room table and all of them jump up when they see me.

  “Kayla, what’s the matter?” Symone gets to me first and I shake my head while I wipe my eyes dry. She takes my hand and places her other on my cheek. “What happened?”

  “I couldn’t suck on her breast. I couldn’t finish the scene.” Symone’s face pinches in confusion and anger. “What do you mean, sucking on her breast? What the hell happened down there?” My wives look equally confused and angry. I shake my head and take a deep breath. “She said I need to be more relaxed around her and that I’m too nervous around her, so she wanted to rehearse one of the sex scenes. I just couldn’t. As soon as I… I mean, I tried, but I felt like I was cheating on my wives.”

  “Are you sure the script says you’re supposed to suck on her breast?” I nod once and take a deep breath. “Yes.”

  “Did you?” I look at Sam and emotion fills my eyes again. “Barely for a second and then I freaked out. I don’t think I can do this.”

  “You said the same thing when you had to kiss Keira and I for the first time for the Giz Anderson video and when you had to do that first commercial with Jaime for your first Wolf fragrance. Maybe it’s just a comfort thing. Maybe you can’t do it with her because you don’t trust her enough.”

  I look at Symone confused and then at all of my wives. They look between each other, as if sharing some secret conversation in their heads, and then look at Symone.

  Awenasa clears her throat, before saying, “Maybe you should practice the scene with Jaime or Symone. If you can do it with them, then you should be able to build up to doing it with Julia.” My jaw drops. “You want… You mean… Are you serious?” Awenasa gives me a soft kiss on my lips and caresses my cheek. “Yes. Only if either of them is ok with it, of course.”

  “I’ll do it, but you understand that I’ll enjoy this way more than Julia will, right?”

  “We trust you.”

  “Wait.” All of them look at me expectantly. “Are all of you seriously ok with this, knowing, well, you know, our feelings and stuff?”

  All of my wives look like they’re feeling a mixture of sympathy, nervousness, and a touch of excitement, which surprises me.

  Sam steps forward and gives me a soft kiss on my lips, before she leans in and whispers in my ear, “Yes, just don’t forget what the boundaries are.” She pulls back and each of my wives tell me they’re ok with this and that they trust us.

  Symone smiles and takes my hand, pulling me out of the room, causing me to stumble slightly. This is such a bad idea. Why did I agree to do this movie?

  When we get to her bedroom, Symone closes the door, but doesn’t lock it, which actually helps me to relax. It shows that she only wants privacy, but isn’t trying to hide anything if my wives want to come check on us. I take a deep breath as Symone wraps her arms around the back of my neck with a very happy smile.

  “What is my role in this scene?” I swallow hard and my heartrate increases. “Just let me have you. I’m supposed to strip you down to your panties, pick you up, and lay you down on the bed, all while we kiss. Then I work down your body, till I get between your thighs. On set, Julia is supposed to have some kind of guard on her down there while I simulate going down on her.” Symone inhales deeply and licks her lips. “Ok, we’ll stop just before you get to that point.”

  “Are you really ok with this?” Symone smiles and kisses my lips. “I’d do anything for you, Kayla. You know that.”

  “Ok, but please don’t be upset if I freak out and run out of here. It has nothing to do with you.” Symone laughs and runs her hand through my hair. “I will completely understand.”

  Symone moves in closer and presses her lips to mine. Our lips part and her familiar warm lips and tongue move with mine in a slow sweet tumbling dance. I reach out, placing my hands on her hips, and she inhales and presses her body in closer to me.

  Mentally, I count to three, and then grab the hem of her tee shirt. She lifts her arms and I pull her shirt off, leaving her standing in a very sexy red and black lace and satin bra and her jeans. As our mouths resume kissing, I unbutton and unzip her jeans. I slip my hands in at her hips, and Symone takes a deep gasping breath, slightly stealing some of my own air. I quickly pull back, mustering all of the courage I have, and push her jeans down. Her panties match her bra and she looks amazing.

  “Damn.”

  Symone smiles really big and wraps a hand behind my neck and around my waist, pulling me back into a kiss. It’s wild and full of desire and need. My arms instinctively wrap around her and I lift her off of the floor. She wraps her legs around me and I quickly unhook and pull her bra off, before I lay her on the bed with me laying on top of her.

  Her legs fall open, with me laying between them, and she loosens her grip on my neck. I grab her hands and press them to the bed above her head and move to her neck. Symone moans and thrusts her hips up against my groin. Arousal and heat rush through my body as I relax and give into the scene. I release her hands, and start kissing and sucking down her neck, over her collarbone, and down the center of her beautiful breasts.

  Symone is breathing heavily and releasing small quiet moans. She is so incredibly sexy. Her breasts are about the size of Shannon’s, and feel similar in weight as I take one in my hand. I trace my thumb around her brown nipple, and watch it harden to an erect nub. As I press my lips to her breast, Symone releases a sharp gasp and her chest arches up against me. I part my lips and suck her hardened nipple into my mouth. She grabs the back of my head and moans deeply.

  “Oh, shit.”

  I smile against her breast and increase my pressure with my mouth and squeeze her soft globe with my hand. While I suck and pinch and pull her nipple with my lips and teeth, I massage both of her breasts with my hands. Her moans and breaths increase and her groin keeps thrusting up and grinding against mine.

  Slowly, I release her breasts, and start kissing and sucking her stomach, ribs, and hips. I trail the tip of my tongue up the length of her torso, and bend down to kiss her.

  Her kiss is hot and urgent. She takes my hand and places it on her breast. I massage her breast and pinch and squeeze her nipple firmly. Symone moans and breaks from the kiss gasping for air. She grabs my shoulders and thrusts her hips up against me. She moans and her face contorts in pleasure. I pinch her nipple harder and she releases a small sharp scream of ecstasy and shudders under me.

  “Fuck. I’m sorry.” I push up on my hands and look at her confused. “Did you just…?” She smiles in a shy way with glossy eyes. “Yes. I’m sorry. I was trying not to. It’s been so long since I’ve been with someone like this and you know I’ve been wanting this with you for just as long.”

  My blood drains and I quickly move to stand up, but she reaches up and wraps her arms around me.

  “Kayla, relax. I promise, I didn’t accept the offer to help you rehearse just to experience this with you. It’s not uncommon for actors and actresses to orgasm in rehearsals and on set. Sometimes, it’s the only way to make the scene authentic.”

  “You mean, I might accidentally make Julia cum for real?” Symone laughs a little and kisses my lips. “Maybe. Are you and I ok?”

  “Yes, but I hope my wives are ok with this.”

  “They’ll understand. Do you feel more confident about being able to do this with Julia now?” I groan and lay my head on her chest. “I don’t know. I could handle the kissing and even kissing her neck and stomach, but when I had to touch her breasts, I felt like I was cheating on my wives.”

  “You didn’t have a problem feasting on my breasts. Maybe you had a hard time with it because your wives didn’t know what was happening down there. Maybe if they know what scene you’re working on, it will be easier for you to perform.”

  “You might be right, but I’m still not as comfortable with her as I am with you and Jaime. Do you think Jaime would have cum?” Symone
scoffs and lifts my head off of her chest to look in my eyes. “Wishing she was here so you could have made her cum instead?”

  “What? No. I’m just wondering… Never mind.” Symone smiles and kisses my lips. “You’re wondering if Jaime can last longer in case you need to rehearse again.” I blush and nod once. “If you need to rehearse with one of us again, and your wives are ok with it, I will gladly do this again. But if you’d like to try with Jaime next time, I won’t be upset.”

  “What if she doesn’t?” Symone laughs and runs her hand through my hair. “You are so adorable. I’ve never cum before without being touched down there. That says a lot for your skills. It also helps that I’m crazy in love with you. So is Jaime.”

  I lay back down on her chest, and she wraps her arms around me, releasing a content sigh. I kiss the top of her breast and place a hand on the back of her shoulder.

  “Thank you for doing this.”

  “You’re welcome. I wish I could continue laying with you like this all day, but we should get up now. Go straight to your wives and explain what happened. I’ll be down soon.”

  I lift my head off of her chest and place a hand on her cheek, making her smile. I bend down and give her kiss. After a few moments, I push up and climb off of her. I scan her once over before meeting her eyes.

  “I know I’ve said this before, but seriously, whoever gets to call you theirs is going to be so fucking lucky.” Symone smiles and her eyes mist up. “Thanks, baby. I love you.”

  “I love you too.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  I had expected my wives to be upset about Symone climaxing while she was helping me rehearse the sex scene for the movie, but thankfully, they were very understanding about it. Sam did look angry for a moment and smelled both of my hands and my face, presumably to see if I smelled like Symone’s arousal. Since I didn’t, she relaxed and actually ended up laughing a little because I was able to make Symone cum without actually touching her fun zone.

  They were a little tense around Julia afterwards, but everyone relaxed more when we started working on lunch. Jaime came home while we were prepping the food and that helped my girls relax too.

  Symone was glowing the entire rest of the day. It was beautiful. While everyone else was out on the deck, talking and watching Awenasa grill the meats and veggies, Symone had gone back in the house to make a pitcher of a mixed drink. Awenasa asked me to get a platter to put the food on, and when I walked into the kitchen, Symone looked up at me with a stunning smile that reeled me into her.

  While she cut peaches, oranges, and limes, I wrapped my arms around her from behind and laid my head on her shoulder with my lips barely touching her neck. Madison came in because I was taking too long and Awenasa needed the platter. She pinched my side with a cute smile, but didn’t seem upset that I was wrapped around Symone.

  Julia gave me the rest of the day off from rehearsals, and we just hung out and relaxed. It was nice being able to get to know her a little better, and see her taking an interest in getting to know my wives.

  Today, we’re back on for rehearsals and my nerves have returned. I’m sitting on the lounge chair in my bedroom trying to compose myself so I can go face Julia in the basement. Awenasa walks over and sits down next to me, taking my hand in hers.

  “How are you feeling?” I shake my head as I pull her down into my arms, and she lays her head on my chest. “What are you worried about? You were able to do the scene with Symone, and she is not one of your wives. You’d even be able to do the scene with Jaime if you need to.”

  “When Julia asked me to be her co-star, she said it was because my personality is similar to the character I’m supposed to play. But each time I’ve had to act, I’m always required to do something sexual or intimate. I’m starting to wonder if people really see me as a person with talent, or a piece of meat to feed their sexual appetites.”

  “Some people may view you that way, but I don’t get that feeling from Julia. I can tell that she respects you. There are two sex scenes in this movie that probably only make up about six minutes of the over two hours that the movie will end up being. I don’t think they would have signed an over ten-million-dollar contract with you if they only cared about those six minutes looking good.”

  “I guess that’s true.” Awenasa sits up and kisses my lips as she brushes her hand across my cheek. “You signed that contract to do this movie after reviewing the script. You knew you had to do these scenes. Why are you having a hard time with it now? Forget about what anyone else is or may be thinking and feeling. What are you thinking and feeling? How do you view yourself by doing these scenes?”

  “I don’t know. Yesterday, I felt like I was cheating on all of you or something.”

  “That’s probably because Julia took you off guard with jumping right into a rehearsal when she arrived. Now that we know what you’re going to be doing, you should be more relaxed. We trust you, Kayla. We know you’re not cheating on us and never would.”

  “All of you are ok with this?”

  “Yes. We were ok with it when you signed the contract and we’re still ok with it. Can you do these scenes with Julia?”

  “I’ll try.” Awenasa gives me a soft kiss on my lips and pulls me up from the lounge chair. “Ok, time for you to get to work.”

  I find Julia in the kitchen drinking a glass of water. I pour myself a glass and lean against the counter opposite her and she smiles over the rim of her glass as she takes a sip.

  “Are you ready?”

  I nod once and she pushes off of the counter and takes my hand. She leads me downstairs to her room and sets our glasses down on the dresser. Without warning, she starts stripping down out of her lounge pants and tee shirt, making my heart race. She slips into a dress, and then turns to face me.

  “We’ll start with the same scene as yesterday. The sex scenes are the most uncomfortable scenes to do, so if you can get through these, it will make rehearsing the rest of the script much easier. That’s why I want to start with these. It will help you grow and become comfortable with your character faster.”

  “Is it uncomfortable for you?”

  “This is actually the most comfortable I’ve ever been with having to do one of these scenes. It’s also the first love scene I’ve done with a woman. When I turned eighteen, Hollywood seemed way too eager to put me in a sex scene, and I was cast in three roles that year with sex scenes of varying degrees. The first day of rehearsal for the first scene, I actually threw up. I was barely experienced in the real thing, let alone pretending to have sex on camera with a stranger who was ten years older than me. It’s gotten easier since then, but it’s still awkward.”

  “How did you overcome that the first time?”

  “The actor I had to do the scene with came and found me in the bathroom. He told me to imagine that there are two of me. One that is at home sitting on the couch relaxing, and the one doing the scene. He told me to focus on the vision of me at home. He said the goal was to sort of go into auto pilot so I’m less aware of what’s happening. The advice helped some, but I think what helped the most was realizing that he respected me and understood my difficulty with being able to perform the scene.”

  Julia smiles at me in a meaningful way and I feel myself relax. I run my fingers through my hair, take a sip of water, and nod once.

  “Ok, I’m ready.”

  With a gentle hand, Julia caress my cheek, runs her fingers through my hair, and loosely cups the back of my neck. Our mouths press together in a soft kiss that’s still cool from the water both of us drank.

  I’m able to get her stripped to her panties and lay her down, but as I start to move down her chest, my heart starts racing like yesterday. I hesitate, and Julia runs her hand over my head and encourages me to lay my head down. I lay on her chest, and she wraps her arms around me, while she continues to stroke my hair, cheek, and shoulder.

  It takes several minutes of just lying here, concentrating on her soothing touch, to be able to rel
ax enough that I don’t feel like I need to run out of here. I lift my head and push up on my arms to hover above her. She smiles and patiently waits. I take a deep breath and bend down to kiss her.

  I stall getting to her breasts by painting both sides of her neck, her shoulders, and her collarbone with sucking kisses. Without an inch left to procrastinate with, I move down the center of her breasts and slowly inch closer to a nipple. As I place a hand on the side of her breast, I gently take her hardened nub between my lips and suck and squeeze her breast. Julia releases a small sound of pleasure and her back arches up off of the bed, pushing her hips against my thigh.

  I fight the instinct to pull back, and continue to kiss, suck, and massage both of her breasts. I need to push myself to do this longer than the scene is meant to actually last so I can become comfortable with doing this with her. I need to be able to last longer than a few seconds, because I don’t know how many times I’m going to have to rehearse this and how many takes we’ll have to do when we finally get to record the movie. I can’t freeze up on set. If they really want to make three-plus movies in this franchise, I have to show them that I can do this. I don’t want them to doubt my ability to perform and deliver.

  Being difficult to work with is something producers and directors hate, even if you’re talented or have the look they want. One reason I’ve been as successful as I am, is because I’ve proven to be easy to work with. I can’t lose that reputation and possibly destroy the momentum of my career.

  “Ka… Kayla…” Julia grabs my head, breathing hard, and pulls me up off of her breast. “I need… Shit.” Her eyes are tightly pinched and her mouth is slightly parted, taking short fast breaths. As her groin rises against my thigh, she releases a small moan. “Ok, you should get off of me now. I need a break.”

  She opens her eyes and looks at my mouth like she wants to kiss me. I quickly climb off of her and give her a glass of water. She takes a few sips as she shuffles back to lean against the headboard.