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Coach Lures Teen Cheerleader Into Sex With Her And Her Husband

SCENE OPENS on Heather (Cory Chase) welcoming Kelly (Mackenzie Moss) into her home. Kelly seems excited, even a little starstruck to be there. Heather, a well-known former cheerleader, is Kelly's cheerleading coach. She has taken a special interest in Kelly and has invited Kelly there for a last-minute pep talk before an upcoming competition.

Looking at old photos of Heather taken when Heather was 18, the same age Kelly is, they remark how much Kelly looks like Heather when she was younger. This segues into them chatting about the upcoming competition. Heather offers advice to Kelly about being an effective leader and dealing with the pressure of the competition.

At that moment, Heather's husband Donald (Stirling Cooper) wanders in, seemingly by accident. He remarks on how much they look alike and conversation turns to Heather's old uniform, which she gets up to go get.

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As they chat, Heather seems to get an idea: Kelly should put on Heather's old uniform for some fun and innocent photos. Kelly agrees but is shocked when they ask her to change in front of them. Despite her reluctance and growing disquiet, Kelly changes into the cheerleader outfit in front of Donald and Heather as they leer at her.

Donald and Heather take some photos as the atmosphere becomes even creepier. Soon, Heather and Donald reveal their plan: to have a threesome with Kelly. She refuses, but when Heather threatens to kick her off the squad, Kelly ultimately agrees. 'F-Fine, I'll do it,' Kelly says.

This conniving couple will do ANYTHING to get what they want...

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HIS ANAL MISTRESS
YOUNG ASSISTANT TALKED INTO ANAL SEX WITH BOSS' HUSBAND

SCENE opens on Tina, a successful photographer, and her husband, Jeremy, as they are having sex in their bedroom. The couple kiss passionately as he climbs on top and starts fucking her in missionary position. Tina loves it and begs him to go deeper. At a certain point, he pulls out and eagerly asks if he can try to put it in her ass again. Her demeanor changes, as she looks up at her husband anxiously. 'We can try...,' she says, nervously rolling over. 'But not if it hurts, ok?' Jeremy gets very excited and, grabbing his lube, greases her up and starts trying to stretch out her asshole. She squirms and grimaces, clearly uncomfortable, as he slips a finger inside her tight hole. 'Be careful please,' she begs him. He slowly removes his finger and starts to try and slide himself inside. The camera focuses on her face, as she winches at the penetration. It hurts very badly and, after a few desperate minutes of trying to make it work, Tina finally cries 'STOP! Please Jeremy! I can't do it!' Disappointed and frustrated, Jeremy pulls out and gets off the bed in a huff. He wipes himself up without looking at his wife. Feeling very guilty, Tina curls up into a ball and apologizes. She tried, she really did. He tells her to forget it. 'I made the mistake of not doing it before we got married,' he says coldly. 'I should have known better.' She apologizes again as he exits the room, leaving her naked and alone on the bed.

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Tina, dressed professionally, sits behind her desk at the studio she runs. She is zoned out, thinking about the night before, when her perky young assistant, Carly, comes in with some mood boards. The duo is planning an upcoming wedding shoot and Carly wants to show her boss some of the ideas she has put together for their client. As Tina looks over her work, Carly senses that something is wrong. Tina seems very distracted, as she has been over the past few weeks. Even though the women have always had a very professional relationship and Tina is her boss, they've nonetheless grown quite close. 'Is everything ok, Tina?' Carly asks cautiously. Tina snaps out of her daze and smiles at her assistant. 'Yes, I'm sorry. Just have a lot of my mind lately.' Not wanting to push the issue, Carly goes back to the mood board. While she describes her concepts, Tina stares at her. She is so young and carefree, barely 20 years old. Tina can't even remember what it feels like to be that outgoing. 'Can I ask you a personal question?' She finds herself saying. When Carly says yes, Tina asks if the girl has ever had anal sex. 'I'm sorry, that's probably TMI!' She apologizes, her face blushing as she instantly regrets the question. Carly laughs and tells her not to worry about it. 'Of course I have,' she replies. 'Anal sex really isn't that big of a deal these days!' This makes Tina cringe inside. She asks Carly if she enjoys it. Her assistant, happy to be having a friendly talk with the woman she admires so much, tells her that she loves it. It feels amazing, especially once you get used to it. 'I don't really get to have it very much anymore, since I broke up with my boyfriend.' She adds. 'But I used to have it all the time!' Tina, loosening up a little bit, starts to share her own situation. She tells her assistant about her husband's desires and her efforts to try and please him. No matter what toys she buys or how little she eats to prepare herself, she just can't handle the pain. She feels like a failure, as if she's holding him back from something. Carly asks if the couple have ever thought of having a threesome or going to a swinger's party. Tina shakes her head nervously. She's never considered any of that. Should she? 'Well,' Carly jokes nonchalantly, feeling great about the heart-to-heart they are having. 'If you ever need to tag me in, don't hesitate to ask! I miss anal!' She goes back to describing her mood board, as the joke weighs heavily on Tina's mind.

CUT to that evening. Tina comes home from work to find her husband already eating dinner. She is surprised that he didn't wait for her. When she sits down in the kitchen to join him, he gives her the cold shoulder. She tries to small talk and ignore the elephant in the room, but the conversation soon drifts back to the night before. 'I'm really sorry that I keep chickening out,' she says. 'I want to do it, Jeremy, I really do!' Jeremy forks his food without looking up at her or responding. Feeling anxious and guilty, she adds that she's even started asking her friends for advice. 'Like who?' He asks, eyes still on his food. 'You don't have any friends anymore. All you do is work!' Trying her best to ignore his passiveaggressiveness, Tina tells him that she talked to her assistant about it. He should be happy to know that what he is feeling is actually very common these days. Her assistant is twenty and does it all the time. She even joked about having a threesome together. Jeremy's eyes light up. He puts his fork down and hugs his wife. 'Are you serious?' He says. 'That is such an amazing idea!' Tina tells him that she was pretty sure the girl was joking, but she wouldn't be opposed to discussing an open relationship if it made Jeremy happy. Her husband asks to see a photo of the assistant. Tina reiterates that it was probably just a joke and he should forget about it, but he cuts her off. Why would she get his hopes up just to shoot him down again? It's only a damn picture. When Tina relents and shows him a photo from Carly's social media, he gets even more excited. Jeremy tells his wife to invite her over tonight. She already said she would do it! They shouldn't wait for her to change her mind. Besides, Tina's her boss ... it wouldn't take too much convincing. Tina protests but Jeremy gets mad at her. It isn't fair. Why would she even tell him about this if she didn't want to do it too? She is constantly disappointing him. Finally, the conflicted wife agrees to text the girl and invite her over.

CUT to Carly as she is wrapping up yoga practice on the lawn outside her complex. The camera follows her tight ass as she flexes and stretches in her yoga pants. She is very surprised to receive a text from her boss, who normally doesn't contact her unless it's a work emergency. When she asks what's up, she is even more surprised that Tina is inviting her over for a cocktail at her house to discuss some upcoming projects. Excited and proud to be included, she agrees and says she'll be over shortly.

CUT to that night. The doorbell rings and a frazzled-looking Tina answers it, inviting Carly inside. The woman immediately asks her to sit down on the couch and leaves abruptly to get her a cocktail. Carly notices how odd her boss is acting but brushes it off. After all, as she said, the woman just has a lot on her mind these days. As Carly looks around the nice house, Jeremy enters the room. He warmly introduces himself and sits down beside the assistant. They small talk until Tina returns, with a bottle of wine and some glasses. She nervously sets them down on the table and asks her husband if he would open the bottle. She forgot to. He leaves to fetch a corkscrew, squeezing Tina's shoulders tightly on the way out.

Once alone, Carly asks her boss which upcoming projects she wanted to go over. Tina smiles, her mouth quivering as she tries to calm her nerves. 'Actually, I wanted to talk to you about what you said earlier today.' She says. 'I have decided that I would like you to have anal sex with my husband.' Carly stares at her boss, awkwardly. 'Um ... I really hope I didn't offend you earlier,' she says. 'I was absolutely joking about that.' Tina remains stoic and reiterates that she isn't offended. She wants her to do it. She wants her to do it tonight, in fact, while she watches. 'So ... I can learn,' she chokes out. Carly grabs her purse. 'I'm sorry Tina,' she says getting up. 'That really wouldn't be appropriate for me to do. You're my boss.' She tries to walk to the front door but is stopped by Jeremy coming back. 'Where are you going?' He asks gently. Tina rushes between them and pulls Carly back into the living room. She whispers sternly into her ear that the assistant offered to do it and now she expects it to be done. Carly cannot believe what is happening. 'I was just trying to be a friend,' she whispers.

Tina makes her sit back down beside Jeremy. 'Well, we aren't friends,' she replies. 'You work for me. And I'm asking you to please get this done. We don't need to discuss it.' Carly goes very quiet, as the married couple study her reaction. 'Like my wife said,' Jeremy chimes in sweetly. 'It would only be this one time. Just to help her out. Honey, didn't you mention she was due for an increase soon?' He is trying to help his wife negotiate. Tina swallows hard and nods. Carly looks at both in them in disgust. 'Tina, are you really doing this to me?' She demands, angrily. Tina starts to back pedal but Jeremy shoots her a look. 'I think it's important to remember how much my wife trusts you,' he adds. 'She wouldn't ask you to do this if she didn't think you were up to it. And you said you love anal sex, right?' Carly ignores him and stares at her boss. 'You are putting me in an incredibly bad position, Tina.' She says curtly. 'I have been your assistant for over a year. I've worked overtime. I've worked weekends. I've done things even when they were not in my job description. I've always tried to be the best employee.' Tina puts her head in her hands, reeling from the guilt. Carly starts to take off her clothes. She turns to Jeremy. 'So you want to fuck me in the ass?' She asks, raging. Jeremy nods. Tina looks at them through her fingers. Carly rips her hands away from her face and demands that her boss watch. 'So, you can learn, right?' she asks, laughing in her disgust. 'You are a pathetic woman!' She gets down on her knees and tells Jeremy to take out his dick, so she can get it nice and wet. 'Then,' she says. 'You can stick it in my ass. At least I can take it!' BGA Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Carly instructs Jeremy how to fuck her the way she likes it while Tina cowers in the room, watching and feeling guilty. Even time the wife tries to join in, Carly either makes her do something humiliating to her husband or wait by the sideline. It isn't long before the satisfied Jeremy pulls out and cums over Carly's ass.

Tina tries to apologize to Carly, as the assistant quickly throws back on her clothes and heads for the front door. She informs her boss that she is quitting. She doesn't want anything to do with her any more.

Winner - Taboo-Themed Release of the Year, XBIZ 2020

Nominated - Best Actress -- Taboo-Themed Release: Whitney Wright, XBIZ 2020

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Taboo-Themed: Whitney Wright & Isiah Maxwell, XBIZ 2020

THE GOLD STAR
LESBIAN LOSES VIRGINITY TO POLITICAN TO PROTECT HER GIRLFRIEND

SCENE opens on two young women, Gia and Alex, as they sit close together on Alex's couch cuddled under a blanket. The pair have been secretly seeing each other for over almost two years but, in the conservative small town they live in, their kind of love is not accepted. Gia is engaged to the town's deputy major, Gabriel Dwight. Well known in the community, Gabriel was Gia's high school sweetheart: captain of the football team, all state in track, and now the expecting father of her baby. The woman kicks off the blanket, revealing her belly, and slowly slides her feet over to Alex's lap. Alex is busy looking at real estate listings back east. She seems determined and serious while Gia drifts in and out of a baby name book. The camera shows Alex scrolling through the listings, while trying to ignore Gia's footsies. Finally, she shuts her laptop, a smile sneaking across her face.

'Did you get any callbacks on the resumes you sent out?' She asks. Gia shakes her head, adding that it's only been a few days. 'But you did make at least copies of the forms, right?' Alex adds. Gia sits up and puts her arms around her lover. 'Yes baby,' she says. 'I did everything you asked. I filled out the forms, I sent them and the copies to the court clerk in New York. We just have to schedule a hearing when we get there and then they will legalize the name change.' Alex looks relieved. She's been planning their exit for months now, ever since she found out that Gia was pregnant. Alex knew it wasn't her girlfriend's fault. Gabriel was controlling and manipulative. But now they have the perfect opportunity to leave and make a family somewhere more accepting. 'I'm going to marry you as soon as we hit Virginia!' She says proudly. Gia hugs and kisses her, teasing her for being such a goldstar before crawling onto her lap and pulling out some paint samples. They start looking at options for their future baby's room when Gia gets a call from Gabriel, ordering her to come home immediately. The happiness drains from her face as she submissively agrees. Alex looks furious. She hates him so much, but she knows it'll only be a couple more weeks before everything is ready for them to run away. She assures her girlfriend to stay strong and act like everything is normal. He can't suspect a thing. They share a passionate kiss and Gia hurriedly exits Alex's apartment.

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Several days pass. Alex has been frantically trying Gia's phone but there is no response. Finally, she gets the message that her girlfriend's voicemail box is full. A look of concern washes over her face, as she paces back and forth. She knows something is wrong. Gia always gets back to her. Something has happened. In a panic, Alex tries to think of her options. She doesn't want to alert Gia's family and she refuses to call Gabriel since they've never gotten along, so she decides to drive past their house to investigate. She grabs her car keys and rushes out of the apartment.

CUT to Alex as she parks her car on the side of the road and slowly walks up a long, secluded driveway towards Gabriel's house. She peers in a few windows before deciding to go look for Gia's car, when the garage door suddenly opens and Gabriel steps out. He has Gia's phone in his hand. 'It's been awhile, hasn't it, Alex?' Gabriel says coldly, after a long uncomfortable pause. Alex panics. She knows Gabriel thinks she left town months ago. 'I was ... just passing through ... and was wondering if Gia and the baby needed anything...' She stammers. Gabriel cuts her off. 'I have to admit: I was impressed by your attention to detail. Had it not been so meticulously planned, I may have thought Gia came up with it herself. But, we all know you're the smarter one.' Alex stares at him, frozen. Her stomach drops. 'Whatever you've been doing to Gia is going to stop,' he says sternly, his voice becoming almost a growl. 'I'm up for election this year and if you think a little dyke is going to stop me from my American dream, you're mistaken!' He throws the phone on the ground, crushing it under his foot, as he grabs Alex by her collar and pulls her inches from his face. 'Now get the fuck off my property!' He storms back inside his garage, closing the door in Alex's face. She stays frozen, seething, before grabbing the phone off the ground and running away.

CUT to that night, Alex tosses and turns in her bed. In her dreams, she can hear Gia crying and calling out to her for help and the woman begins to wet the bed. The camera catches her sheer panties as they soak through and dribble down her leg. She wakes up in a cold sweat, discovering what has happened, and hurriedly cleans up her mess. Staggering into the living room, she grabs an unmarked bottle from her backpack and takes three ascorbic acid pills to calm her down. Gia's broken phone sits on the coffee table and Alex stares at it, her chest heaving. Suddenly, she gets an idea. She grabs the phone and exits the room.

CUT to a close-up of Gia asleep in bed. A light touch on her arm wakes the woman up and, rubbing her eyes, she slowly realizes that Alex is leaning over her. She has gotten into Gabriel's house. Panicking, the woman looks over at her passed out fiancée before begging Alex to leave before he wakes up. He isn't kidding this time. Alex discovers that Gia has a black eye and, shaking her head in rage, she helps the pregnant woman out of bed and urges her to go wait in her car. Don't pack anything. Just get your IDs and leave. Gia seems very nervous. 'We're leaving tonight,' Alex sharply whispers. 'And I promise you ... he won't hurt you or come after you ever again!' Gia grabs her purse and tip-toes across the room. Alex waits in silence as she listens to her lover walk down the stairs and out the front door, before turning back to stare at Gabriel. He is completely unaware of what is happening.

Trying to summon up all her courage, Alex slowly takes off her clothes and, grabbing her bag to put on the bedside, crawls in beside him. He rolls over and drapes his arm around her, making her cringe. But, she knows what she needs to do. She takes his hand and guides it up to her chest. The man, slowly waking up and assuming it's Gia, gives her breast a squeeze and then moves in to kiss her. Alex gingerly kisses back, in the shadows, before pulling out a satin blindfold from her bag. 'Oh, so you want to play now,' Gabriel says laughing, as she covers his eyes. 'That's a good girl. I knew you'd come around.' Alex works her way down to his pajama pants and unbuttons the. 'That's right baby,' he says. 'Pull out daddy's dick and show me how much you like it!' Alex, disgusted at the thought of touching a penis, slowly pulls it out from his pants. He is already hard and moaning. She takes her phone from the bag and starts to take pictures of her sucking him off. Her lips curl at the contact of the big dick in her mouth, but she grins and bears it. She takes a few more silent pictures as he instructs her on what to do. 'Put your whole throat into it,' he orders. 'This ain't a fucking pussy anymore!'

Trying her best to ignore his crude comments, Alex pulls out a pair of cuffs and handcuffs him to the headboard. She straddles his dick as he encourages her to ride him. BG Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Gabriel enthusiastically orders her to suck and fuck him in various positions while he is restrained. Not wanting to blow her cover, Alex does as he asks quietly and tries to get him to cum as quickly as possible. His disgusting comments are matched by her aggressive fucking. Finally, she rides him until he ejaculates on her face.

Hopping off him, she quickly wipes the cum away before taking a final photo of them both naked. He tells her to take the cuffs off, so he can go pee. Instead, she takes his blindfold off and walks back to the middle of the room to put on her clothes. His eyes widen as the reality of what just happened suddenly hits him. Screaming at her, Gabriel demands that she de-cuff him immediately. He looks around the room frantically for his fiancé, accusing Alex of taking her. He threatens to call the authorities. He threatens to hurt her. When he sees his threats go unanswered, he even makes a jab about how lousy the sex was. Gia always takes it way harder. She always lets him cum inside of her. But, at least Alex got fucked by a man now too, so she knows what she's been missing. Unintimidated by his words, Alex calmly dresses before staring at him coldly. He starts to become more erratic, as he realizes that he no longer has control. She walks up to him, thrashing in his cuffs, and shows him her phone, swiping through each reputation-ruining photo. 'Gia and I are leaving now. We won't be coming back ... and you won't come looking for us.' She says. 'Otherwise, the media will have a field day with these photos and your political career will be over.'

She walks to the doorway, as his screams become whimpers of mercy. Dialing 911, she says 'I'd like to report a break in at 3238 Paloma Ave. I heard yelling and glass breaking.' She hangs up and holds the handcuff key in front of a frozen, dumbfounded Gabriel. 'The police will be here soon,' she says, smirking. 'You didn't catch a good look at the intruders, did you?' She drops the key on the ground and turns out the light.

CUT to Gia waiting anxiously in the car, as Alex runs out and jumps in the driver seat. 'Are you ok?' she asks. Alex kisses her hard on the mouth and turns on the car. 'I am now,' she says, and the two drive off into the night.

A FATHER UNLEASHED
UNCLE BAITS FATHER INTO DP'ING HIS STEP-DAUGHTER

SCENE opens on an 18-year-old girl and an older man, Darla and her Uncle Gus, laughing and small-talking as they are midway through enjoying a coffee at a sunny outdoor café. At Darla's feet are several bags from high-end shopping boutiques, the spoils of their afternoon out together. We close in on them to catch the tail end of an anecdote, where Gus is telling Darla yet another embarrassing story about her step-father in his youth. 'I can't believe Dad was so wild as a kid,' Darla laughs, 'he's so normal and boring now. You on the other hand...' She trails off with a wink and a laugh before taking another sip of her coffee. Gus chuckles and says 'Well, I was always a bad influence on him. Just like you're a bad influence on me!' he says, gesturing to the shopping bags at their feet, 'I spoil you way too much! But...you know I just can't say no to such a pretty face.' His compliment has a sinister undertone to it, but Darla is too enamored with her uncle to notice. 'You know,' she says after a time, 'my mom's out of town for a business trip all weekend, if you don't have any plans you should come back to the house with me. You haven't been over for supper in ages!' Uncle Gus's ears perk up at the invitation. He looks Darla up and down, hungrily basking in her features for a moment. 'That sounds wonderful!' he exclaims. 'Who knows, maybe we can get you to bring out a bit of that wild side in your dad too.'

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Darla's step-father, Eric, is at his kitchen counter preparing dinner when Darla walks in, returning from her afternoon out. She greets her dad with a smile and starts setting down her bags in the kitchen. Eric is in the middle of greeting her and about to ask how her day was when his brother Gus steps into view. A few steps behind Darla, Gus leans nonchalantly against the doorframe to the kitchen, and gives his brother a smug smile. Eric's body noticeably tenses at the sight of him, and they share a look. 'Hello Gus,' Eric mutters. 'Long time no see, Ricky!' Gus says cordially. Eric winces and reminds his brother to call him Eric. 'What are you doing here, Gus?' Darla, not noticing the tension between them, casually explains that she invited Uncle Gus over for supper. 'With mom gone all weekend, I thought we could use the extra company!' she beams. Eric sputters and clears his throat, and eventually just says 'Fine.' He is clearly not happy. Gus strolls into the kitchen and pats Eric on the back. He starts telling his brother about their day out, and about all the clothes he bought Darla. He remarks that the girl's so gorgeous, she didn't try on a single item that didn't look stunning on her. 'In fact,' he says joyfully, 'Darla sweetheart, why don't you try on a couple of your new outfits for your dear old dad and I?' Darla gladly agrees, and heads to another room with a bag to change.

While Darla is out of the room, the tension breaks as Eric becomes less reserved and more angry. 'You shouldn't be here, Gus, if Marlene found out you were at our house...' Gus keeps his cool and seems to enjoy pushing his brother's buttons. 'Good thing she's on a business trip then, she never has to know I was here.' Eric blinks back, a bit deflated. 'She thinks you're a bad influence on me.' Gus laughs, bemused. 'Does she now... maybe she just doesn't know the real you then. Or maybe you haven't told her about all the shit we used to do together. Picking up random girls, fucking their brains out, sometimes filling up both their holes at once...' Eric winces as Gus brings up all his old exploits, those days are behind him now. He's a father now. 'Step-father,' Gus corrects. 'It's not like you've developed some kind of 'paternal instincts' or anything, I know the old wild Ricky is still in you somewhere.' Eric hears scuffling from the other room and shushes his brother, just in time for Darla to walk back out clad in a cocktail or clubbing dress and heels. 'Wow, beaaautiful!' Gus gushes, and he encourages Darla to pose in various positions while he goads Eric on. 'Doesn't she look amazing?' Eric watches stiffly and chokes out some one-word responses while Darla poses in her outfit and talks with Gus. After a minute or so, Gus suggests they see another one. Darla picks up another outfit and moves to walk out of the room when Gus says 'Darla, you can change here, it's no bother! We're all family here, right?' Darla shrugs, she supposes it's fine.

She starts removing her outfit. From over the two men's shoulders, we watch intently as Darla kicks off her heels and changes from her more elegant outfit to a skimpier one, a tight tee-shirt and short shorts. With a slight turn of his head, not enough to obstruct the camera's view, Gus turns to speak softly to his brother. 'Look at thaaat,' he mutters. Eric winces again. Gus begins describing Darla's features as they watch her change, putting emphasis on how young she looks. 'Don't tell me that doesn't bring out something in you, Ricky. I've watched Darla grow up, and man has she grown. You have eyes just like I do. I know you see it too.' Eric has a pained expression on his face, but despite that he can't help watching Darla change. His breath is ragged, and he's biting his lip hard.

Darla finishes changing, and again Gus convinces her to pose for them. For the first minute, Eric remains stiff and silent, but then something cracks in him. He asks if she can hand him something from one of the lower cabinets. 'Sure dad,' she says cheerily, and bends down to open the cabinet door. Eric takes a prolonged look at her ass as she does. 'Attagirl,' he says. Gus sees this change in his brother and smiles. Gus asks for Darla to show off another purchase - he remembers a nice bra and panties they picked up at an underwear store, what about that? For the first time, Darla looks skeptical - wouldn't that be a bit weird? But Eric clears his throat and says 'No, it's fine. Actually, if my daughter's buying fancy underwear, that's something her dad should know about, right? Might mean she has a boy around.' Darla rolls her eyes, meanwhile Gus corrects him a second time - 'Step-daughter. And Darla's eighteen now, she can do what she wants, right Darla?' Exactly, she says, and fishes out the bra and panties to hold up to her dad. 'See? They're not even that sexual. They're just nice material.'

Gus asks her to put them on, and for the first time Darla looks truly uncomfortable. 'I don't know, that's not really appropriate, is it?' Gus puts on a pouty face. 'I spent a lot of money on these gifts for you, Darla, don't I deserve to at least see them on you?' Darla starts to stutter back a response but doesn't quite know what to say. Her dad cuts her off. 'Darla, don't be rude. If your uncle gave you a gift and he just wants to see you enjoying that gift, it's not a lot to ask, is it?' She looks flustered, but she supposes not. She is about to head off to change, when her father stops her. 'Here's fine. Remember what your uncle said? We're all family.' Darla looks uncomfortable but says 'OK dad' and starts undressing.

The mood for this third change of outfits is palpably different. Darla takes her clothes off hesitantly and tries to cover up her breasts and her crotch with her hands when she removes her old underwear to put on the store-bought ones. All the while, she sneaks frequent concerned glances back up at the men as she does. All subtlety from the two men is gone, they're watching her almost like animal predators stalking prey. No words are exchanged between the two, and Darla's attempts at lightening the mood fall flat. By the time she's changed into the bra and panties, she's no longer in the mood for posing. She looks and feels exposed as she stands in front of the two.

'Very nice,' Gus says approvingly, 'don't you think she looks very nice, Ricky?' Her dad breathes in deeply, acting more and more unlike the stiff man from earlier. 'Yes, Gus, she does look quite nice. My daughter's a full-grown woman now.' Gus takes a step forward, closing the distance between him and Darla. 'I have to confess, just getting to see her in these outfits... isn't doing enough for me. You know, I've bought you a lot of gifts over the years. I think it's time I got a proper thank you.' What does he mean, Darla asks nervously. Gus tauntingly plays with the fly of his pants. 'I want the kind of thank you only a grateful young woman like yourself can give. I want to fuck you.' Darla protests - what? No! That's disgusting! They're family! She turns to her dad pleadingly, but he looks back at her vacantly. 'Well, Darla, he did buy you all these nice things. You accepted them. Surely the thought must have crossed your mind he might want something in return. You're old enough to know that your actions have consequences.' Darla looks at him with tearful betrayal. Then she looks back to Gus. 'Tell me what to do and I'll do it. But just this one time, I'm not taking a cent from you ever again.'

Gus tells her to get on her knees in front of him and unzips his fly. He instructs her to suck his dick. She does so, and for about a minute Ricky looks on at her sucking dick with an expression of craving and curiosity. Eventually, his hand moves towards his crotch, and Gus notices this. He stops Darla from sucking. 'You know,' Gus says, 'your step-dad has paid to take care of you for years now. He's raised you as his own daughter. Doesn't he deserve a proper thank you too?' Darla looks up at them both with rage and disappointment in her eyes, but after several seconds nods her head yes. Eric unzips his fly and pulls out his hard dick and brings his daughter's head forward to suck it.

GUIDANCE
SCHOOL COUNSELOR TAKES ADVANTAGE AND ROUGH FUCKS TROUBLED TEEN

SCENE opens on Jamie, a beautiful 18-year-old girl, as she sits at her kitchen table doing homework one afternoon after school. The student is copying notes from one of her text books when she hears a car pull in the drive and slam on the brakes. Panicking, she quickly gathers her things and rushes up the stairs, narrowly missing her father as he staggers inside. The mean-looking man slams the door and yells at the 'bitch' to get down and make him dinner.

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Jamie walks down the street in her school uniform, clutching her books. She looks shell-shocked and spaced out, almost bumping into a passerby as she stares ahead aimlessly.

CUT to a teacher's lounge. Mr. Harris, the school's guidance counselor, is eating his lunch when one of his colleagues asks to join him. They small talk for a few minutes about work before the teacher mentions having some concerns over one of his homeroom students. Jamie is a bright, gifted girl, but something has happened to her this semester. Her once-perfect grades are slipping, and her attitude has really changed. He is worried that something might be happening at home and asks Mr. Harris if there is anything he can do to help. With college applications coming up, the guidance counselor suggests that the teacher send her in to receive some mandated counseling. It's normal for seniors this time of year and, while they are going over her post-secondary options, he will be happy to see if he can help in any other way. The teacher agrees and thanks him before excusing himself to get back to class.

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Mr. Harris sits in his office reading when there is a knock on the door. He quickly drops his book, reaches into his desk for some mouth wash, and gargles it into his coffee cup before straightening himself out and going to the door. Jamie is standing there meekly. She hands him a hall pass signed by her teacher and says she is supposed to see him for the college applications. Mr. Harris smiles and invites her inside, shutting the door.

Asking the girl to sit down, Mr. Harris takes a seat behind his desk and studies the girl. She is beautiful but broken, with closed body language and an anxious looking face. 'You've never come to see me before,' he begins. She shakes her head. He introduces himself and gives the girl a quick background on his role at the school. He has been a member of the faculty for two years. He has an associated degree in child psychology. He is a big believer in the importance of counseling, especially as it relates to later adolescence and the transition years between teenager to adult. He asks how old she is and Jamie, without making eye contact, tells him she just turned 18-years-old. He smiles. 'That was a certainly an interesting age,' he recalls. 'There's a lot of change happening in your life, isn't there? Does it feel like a perfect storm?' Jamie tries to change the subject. 'My teacher said you had to talk to me about college?' Mr. Harris stares at her for a moment, smiling, before snapping back to the task at hand. He asks the girl some questions about her school plans. Has she thought about what she'd like to major in and where in the country she'd like to study? Jamie seems very distraught, as she chokes out that she would really love to attend Northwestern ... but she knows she isn't going to be able to. Mr. Harris leans in and takes the girl's hand. 'You can do anything you put you mind to!' He says encouragingly. Jamie looks down at them holding hands and seems very preoccupied by it. She even rubs her finger gently across his.

Mr. Harris pulls away and moves behind her. He starts to talk about his role as a guidance counselor. 'I know you were sent in here to talk about one thing,' he begins. 'But I want you to consider this a safe space. A place where you can talk about anything.' Jamie stares down at her feet and asks if she can be dismissed. She doesn't need an application. Mr. Harris cuts her off. 'Gone are the days where a counselor like me simply sits in their office handing out applications and waiting for crisis to occur.' He says. 'I'm here to listen and help you in any way I can, be it academic, developmental or even personal.' Jamie looks up at him, her eyes welling up. From his vantage point, Mr. Harris can sneak a look down the white blouse of her uniform. He tries to avert his eyes, but the girl is very beautiful, and he can't help himself. 'Are you sure there isn't anything you would like to talk to me about?' He asks, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. This time, the girl doesn't touch him back. She just starts to cry.

'I can't go to college ... because my father came back home,' she says tearfully. Mr. Harris asks her to explain and the girl confesses that her father had recently been released from prison. Her mother had no choice but to let him back in, even though he had always been a very bad man. In the last six months, he has gambled and drank all the money they had saved for her school. Now, mom is barely home, and dad is home too much. It's getting bad. Mr. Harris hugs the girl as she confesses her family secrets. His hands slowly wander down her back and rest at the top of her school girl skirt. He closes his eyes, trying to remain professional while Jamie buries herself in his chest. 'Does your father hurt you in any way?' Mr. Harris asks nervously. Jamie nods into his chest, starting to rub her hands over the man's back as she breaks down. Mr. Harris bites his lip, looking at the closed door of his office. 'What does he do to you exactly?' he whispers. She looks up at him. 'He fucks me up,' she says, kissing the counselor.

The troubled school girl aggressively kisses her counselor, backing him up against his desk. He tries to pry her off, telling her that it isn't appropriate for him to be doing this. Finally, she slumps back into her chair. 'I'm so messed up inside,' she screams. 'I don't know what to do with myself!' Not wanting to raise suspicions, Mr. Harris hushes her and darts over to make sure his door is locked. He stutters that everything is going to be ok, he won't tell anyone what happened. She should consider him a friend. He tries to pinch himself to stop the growing bulge in his trousers. She looks at him, her mascara running. 'Are you married?' She asks. Mr. Harris nods. She puts her head in her hands. 'I'm so sorry,' she says, breaking down. 'I'm just confused.' Mr. Harris stares at her, conflicted between his attraction and his sense of duty. From his POV, we see him scan her body as she twitches in her seat looking up at him with doe-eyes. 'It's ok, Jamie.' He says, opening his arms. She goes in to hug him again and they stare at each other, their lips inches away. 'Will you tell anyone?' She asks. He shakes his head. 'Everything is confidential in this room,' he finds himself saying. She bites her lip. 'I need to feel something inside of me other than my father,' she says back. 'Can you please help me?' There is a very long silence, as the sexual tension builds between them. Finally, unable to take it anymore, Mr. Harris throws the girl down on his desk, pulling down her panties and undoing his pants. He grabs his dick and stares at Jamie's bare ass, as she turns back to him. 'Please do it,' she begs as the guidance counselor slides inside of her.

BG Rough Sex Scene. As they have sex, the broken schoolgirl demands that Mr. Harris fuck her harder and harder. Finally, he cums on her face.

Panicked by what has happened, Mr. Harris tries to wipe up the girl's face and get her back into her clothes. 'I think you should probably take the rest of the day off,' he says nervously. 'Just to give this a little space. I'll write you a permission slip. Is there anywhere safe you can go?' He starts to throw his own clothes back on and write up the slip on his desk, his hands shaking, as Jamie looks defeated again. She tells him she has nowhere to go. He suggests calling a friend. She throws down her bag and screams that she doesn't have any friends. He suggests a women's shelter again but, by this time, the girl has begun crying again. Frantically searching for ideas, he ends up suggesting she come to his house that night. 'I can tell my wife it's an emergency,' he stammers. Jamie stops crying and nods, thanking the man. He tells her to sit tight while he pulls out his phone and dials his wife, his fingers now fumbling uncontrollably. As the phone rings, he motions to the girl to keep calm. 'Hi honey...' he says, his voice breaking.

DETOUR
18-YEAR-OLD BEST FRIENDS PICKED UP AND TRICKED BY RIDESHARE DRIVER

SCENE OPENS as two 18-year-old girls, Molly and Sandra, walk out of the mall where they both work and head over to the curbside rideshare area. From inside the car, the camera watches them lean in, confirm the ride, and get into the back seat. They are being driven by a clean-cut, handsome man named Stefan, who politely greets them, confirms the pickup on his phone, and drives out of the lot.

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Throughout their drive, the girls small talk about the stresses of life at home. Having both recently turned eighteen, they are very ready to graduate and become independent. That's why they are both working at the mall - to save up for a dream backpacking trip after school ends. Stefan listens silently, smiling to himself at their banter. At a certain point, Molly, the more outspoken of the two, asks him where he is from, given his accent. When he tells them he is from Europe, they both perk up and start asking for travel advice. That's exactly where they want to go backpacking! Stefan, who seems very worldly and sophisticated, has lots of tips on where to go and what to see from his own life experience. Both girls listen intently and exchange glances. The driver is handsome for an older guy! As they sit listening and Molly, in her awkward teenage way, tries to flirt with Stefan ... Sandra starts to notice they are not actually going towards their destination. This makes her nervous and she starts to go quiet as her best friend continues to giggle flirtatiously.

The handsome man drives them to a remote area where he stops the car. Before Sandra can say anything, he informs the girls that he's made a pit-stop at his house and invites them inside. He has something he thinks they could really use for their trip. Molly's eyes go wide, and she climbs over Sandra to get out of the car. Sandra is very reserved but follows her friend.

Stefan and Molly enter the house, with Sandra cautiously following. Inside his living room, Molly comments on all the unusual artwork and books in the man's library. There is an old-fashioned suitcase propped up on the coffee table. It looks like an antique. Stefan walks over and opens it, showing the girls what's inside. The camera does not see the contents but, instead, focuses on Molly and Sandra's reactions. Their eyes go wide. Stefan smiles, his lips curling. He offers to give them everything inside the suitcase for free if they will simply agree to do one little thing in exchange. Sandra shrinks back and asks him what he wants. He holds his smile, staring coldly through her. 'I want to take some photos of you,' he responds. Sandra shoots Molly a look. Molly smiles nervously, asking what kind of photos he wants. Stepping towards them, past the open suitcase they are still staring at, he explains that he wants to take some photos of them kissing. He picks up a camera resting on his piano. 'There is nothing to worry about,' he continues. 'I am not a creep. I just have a real appreciation for young women!'

Sandra is immediately reluctant, but Molly is transfixed by the suitcase. 'You will give us everything in that suitcase if we kiss for you?' She asks the man. He agrees. She turns to Sandra and starts trying to talk her friend into doing it. It's just a little kissing ... they've done it at parties before. Besides, he's clearly harmless. If he was a pervert, he would have done something by now. That suitcase is exactly what they need to get away from their parents and start living! Ultimately, Sandra agrees to do it for her friend.

The girls kiss for a bit while Stefan takes pictures, with Molly trying to put on a good show and Sandra remaining very awkward. Stefan seems to get off on this and zeros in on her during the photo taking. At one point, he asks Sandra if he can kiss her himself. She is super weirded out and refuses. Molly, becoming increasingly frustrated with her friend, pulls her aside again and begs her to just do it. Finally, Sandra agrees and lets the man kiss her. As he does this, he starts to hold her hands and wrap them around him. She pulls away. Stefan stops abruptly, putting his hands up. He walks back to the suitcase, closes it, tells the girls they're wasting his time, and invites them to leave.

Desperate and angry at her friend for being such a loser, Molly asks Stefan if there is anything she can do to him instead? After a long, dramatic pause, the man suggests he lick Molly's pussy, so he can get the sweet taste he craves. Not wanting to lose the opportunity, Molly agrees and goes over to the couch, pulling down the bottoms of her work uniform. The man eagerly begins to sniff and lick her, while Sandra paces around the room anxiously and tries to interject. Molly tells her to shut up and wait. Not knowing what to do, Sandra goes to a corner and tries to call her mom. Through a one-sided conversation, played out against a background of licking and sucking, the girl tries to ask her mom for a ride but ultimately chickens out. She doesn't want to rat her best friend out and the mom brushes her off. Sandra hangs up the phone, resigned, and goes back to the couch area to sit down and wait.

His face full of pussy, Stefan asks to put himself inside of Molly. Swallowing hard, the girl agrees. 'Just please be careful,' she asks, 'I've only had sex twice and I'm not on birth control.' Sandra is outraged that her friend is taking it this far and leaps up from her seat. She begs her to stop and, while getting fucked hard, Sandra tells the reluctant girl to help her out and join in. He likes her better anyway, it'll make it faster. Stefan smiles and agrees with Molly. 'I'll be very quick,' he says politely. 'You might even enjoy it!' Finally, not wanting to watch any longer, Sandra agrees and joins in to finish the deal. BGG Sex. Throughout the rest of the sex, Molly is eager to please Stefan and Sandra, resigned and spiteful of her friend's actions, tries to fuck the man as hard as she can to get him to cum. He ends up pulling out and cumming on them both.

As they dress in silence, the man locks the suitcase and hands it over. Sandra clutches it in her hands as he gives Molly the key. 'There, you both worked for it ... so, you each get half!' He says condescendingly. They can barely look at each other. The man offers to finish the rideshare and, silently, the girls follow him out the door.

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

THE COOKIE JAR
COLLEGE GIRL GETS CREAMPIED BY BOTH BOYFRIEND AND FATHER DURING VISIT

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 wake 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. Travis wakes up and rolls over to find Amy already awake. She 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.

Dirty blonde Betty Foxxx's striptease reveals big globes, thick thighs and ample ass. The married MILF tells neighbor Mark Wood that she's a swinger newly arrived from Spain. He sucks her huge, gumdrop nipples and labors to tug her skirt down over her thick posterior. Excited Betty gives him a blowjob. She kneels for a doggie-style fuck as Mark spanks her, thumbs her butthole and drills her into the rug. He lubes her ass for an anal reaming; Betty slaps her boobs and pinches her nipples in ecstasy. Dirty girl sucks dick ass-to-mouth and tongues Mark's bunghole. Her comely cheeks bunch, hump and squeeze cock through a rectal ride. Groaning Betty masturbates feverishly and squirts girl cum, which she tastes on her hand. Her sphincter gapes tightly. Mark pumps out a cum facial, and Betty swallows semen.

Nominated - Best Actress - Featurette: Cadence Lux, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Cadence Lux, Charles Dera & Seth Gamble, XBIZ 2020

BAD SAMARITANS
COLLEGE GIRL FIGHTS WITH BF AND ENDS UP COVERED IN CUM BY STRANGERS

SCENE opens on an unhappy couple, Carly and James, as they drive through a residential neighborhood on their way home. The pair have just come from James' parents house and Carly is very disappointed at the way in which James has treated her in front of his family. Even though they've been dating for three years now, the man still won't commit to anything more than living together. He even had the nerve to laugh about it with his father in front of Carly's face. Now, as she gives him a piece of her mind, reminding him that she is 25 and just wants to settle down, he accuses her of being overbearing. She should just be happy with what they have and stop pressuring him. The fight reaches a fever pitch when Carly demands to get out of the car. She doesn't want to be near her boyfriend anymore. He tries to tell her to calm down but, when he reaches a stop sign, she jumps out anyway and starts storming off in the opposite direction. James yells after her for a moment, before growing frustrated, and driving off.

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Several blocks later. Carly is still walking, her arms folded, and tears streaking her face. She pauses to look back at the road. Goddamn bastard didn't even turn around! He's going to be sorry when she gets home and dumps him. She mutters to herself as she wanders through the unfamiliar neighborhood. She has no idea where she is, it's hot as hell, and she left her purse and phone in the car.

A black SUV appears in the distance. As it draws closer, it begins to slow down until it is driving parallel to Carly. A nicely dressed, handsome man rolls down his window and asks her if she is ok. Embarrassed, she tells him she is fine and turns back to begin walking again when the man cuts his engine. 'Are you sure?' He asks again. 'It looks like you're crying!' Carly wipes her face and tries to shrug it off. 'It's ok ... really,' she replies. 'I just had a fight with my stupid boyfriend!' The man in the car laughs. 'Let me guess ... did you storm off to prove a point and, like a typical man, he just left you here?' Carly nods, a smile creeping across her face. The man smiles back. He stretches out his hand and introduces himself as Adam. 'This neighborhood is a little sketchy, why don't you get in and I'll drive you home?' He offers. 'Unlike your boyfriend, I don't feel comfortable leaving you here!' Carly pauses for a moment in hesitation, looking around. She knows she shouldn't get in a car with a stranger, but he seems very genuine. Besides, she really has no idea where she is, so she agrees and gets into his car.

As they drive towards her apartment, Adam is friendly and open about himself, telling Carly all about his background and his own relationship history. Carly can't help but feel a little smitten by the handsome stranger, especially in contrast to her jerky boyfriend. When he nonchalantly tells her that he was on his way to hang out with a friend, she makes a joke about wishing she could tag along too. The last thing she wants to do is go home right now and deal with James. Adam shrugs his shoulders and tells her she is more than welcome to join them. He'll even take her home afterwards or call her a rideshare. Smiling at him, she bites her lip and agrees. It'll be fun!

Cut to the doorbell ringing. Nathan, Adam's friend, opens the door and is surprised to see Adam standing there with a young woman. The men exchange a quick glance before Adam tells him how he found Carly on the roadside. 'Your boyfriend sounds like an asshole!' Nathan exclaims, extending his hand. Carly laughs and nods, slightly intimidated, as she is invited in.

CUT to the patio. Adam leads Carly outside while Nathan stays in to grab some beverages. The sun is starting to go down and the view in the back is beautiful. Carly looks around in awe while Adam tells her about how he and Nathan met in college. They played football together and were in the same fraternity. Now they are business partners. Audio-visual equipment. High-end stuff. Lots of celebrity clients. Carly imagines how successful they must be, given the size of Nathan's house. 'Is he married?' She asks. Adam shakes his head. 'Nah ... Lifelong bachelor,' he replies. Suddenly, Nathan bursts through the back door holding a camera and pointing it at the duo. 'Say Cheese!' He jokes. From the camera's POV, we hear him brag about the new model they just got in and how beautiful the picture quality is. Adam walks over, out of frame, to check it out and the friends ogle the tech specs while the camera secretly zooms in on Carly. She stays awkwardly by the patio edge, occasionally making eye contact with the camera and fidgeting. Nathan jokes and tells Carly to smile ... she looks so pretty with the view behind her! Not wanting to be rude, she pushes a smile and even makes some bad modeling poses to play along with the boys. 'You're not actually recording that, are you?' She jokes, half-serious. Nathan puts down the camera and says of course not. He tells them their cocktails are ready inside.

The trio sit down in the living room and Carly nervously sips her beverage. She is starting to think that maybe she should just go home and deal with her boyfriend after all. Nathan continues to tinker with his camera, while Adam tells him more details about what happened to Carly. 'Do you want us to go beat him up?' Nathan jokes. Carly tells him that he's sweet. James probably deserves it after the way he acted ... but, she doesn't need them to do that. She can handle it herself. Adam starts to rant about how shitty men can be, how disrespectful and rude they are. Women should be treated like goddesses ... not like pieces of trash you leave on the roadside. Nathan chimes in, adding that Carly should at least consider some kind of payback. After all, the jerk should feel bad for what he's done. What if she had been attacked out there? 'The neighborhood he left you in,' Adam adds. 'Is notorious for violent crime, especially against women!' Carly didn't realize that, and the weight of what James did to her slowly begins to sink in. 'It is really shitty that he didn't even try to look for me,' she mutters. Nathan and Adam move closer to her on either side of the couch. 'So, what do you think you're going to do?' Adam asks. 'It needs to be something that really pisses him off!' Nathan adds. Carly looks up at them, as they invade her personal space with their questions. 'I don't know,' she replies meekly. The men continue to pepper her with questions: What makes him mad? Does he get jealous easily? Maybe, the best revenge she could take is to make him jealous. Make him wish he hadn't been such a pussy and just married her like she wanted. They get Carly riled up to a point where she is agreeing with them. It would be satisfying to see him suffer a little. Nathan motions to his camera. 'I bet he'd freak out if he saw you with us,' he suggests. Carly looks down at it. 'Probably ...' she trails off. 'Hey, let's take some photos and send them to him,' Adam adds. 'I have a blocked number!' Before Carly can say anything, Nathan is snapping photos of Adam and Carly on the couch. 'Sit on his lap!' Nathan says, laughing. Carly hesitates before Adam encourages her to climb on. He is laughing too. She swallows hard before deciding to just do it and slides onto his lap. She can feel the bulge in his pants as they pose together for Nathan. The man sits down beside them and takes a few more intimate photos before joining in on a selfie. 'Now, kiss me,' Adam says. Carly hesitates again. 'I think we've got enough good photos already!' Nathan pushes her head towards his friend and reminds her that she needs to make her boyfriend jealous. Really jealous. Make it convincing. She reluctantly agrees to give Adam a kiss, while Nathan puts the camera on a tripod and moves into join them. 'Say cheese!' He says again before asking permission to take her clothes off. She looks into the camera lens blankly before turning back to him. 'Like ... do you mean, have sex with me?' She asks nervously. Nathan smiles. 'Nothing feels worse than when your girl steps out on you,' he says, his voice changing in tone. 'So, if you want to prove your point, you'll let us fuck you and you'll enjoy every moment of it for the camera!' Carly looks into the lens one final time before slowly agreeing to have sex with them. After all, James shouldn't have left her. He should have come back. This is all his fault.

UNCLE CHARMING
CHARMING YOUNG UNCLE MANIPULATES NIECE TO TAKE HER VIRGINITY

SCENE opens on a bored-looking 18-year-old girl Sophie at the base of a staircase, leaning slumped against the railing. Her fingers are avidly typing away on her phone, but her expressionless face and glazed over eyes shows she's hardly interested, just killing time. 'So explain to me again why I have to rest on the couch for a whole month just to make room for this loser uncle I've never met?' she says in a deadpan grumble. Her mother Mrs. Kent comes into view, breathlessly scuffling back and forth to straighten a painting here, wipe dust off a shelf there, adjust her daughter's hair (which only frustrates her further). 'Oh come on, Sophie, be nice, it's just until he finds a job in the city. And he's not some total stranger, he's family now.' Sophie snorts. 'Not really,' she scoffs, 'just 'cause gramps found a new trophy wife and she happens to come with kids, doesn't mean we gotta spend time with them.' Mrs. Kent looks scandalized - that's no way to talk about her grandfather. Sophie rolls her eyes. 'I'm just saying, what am I even going to have to talk about with this guy? Shouldn't dad be the one to get stuck with all this family bonding crap?' Mrs. Kent stops hurrying around for a moment and puts her hand on her waist matter-of-factly. 'Actually, Sophie, Blake is supposed to be just a couple years older than you. So who knows, maybe you'll have a lot in common.' For the first time, Sophie looks up from her phone in a moment of genuine surprise, before shaking her head and returning her attention to texting. 'Probably still a weirdo,' she mutters. Her mom shushes her disapprovingly and then continues her lastminute tidying into the other room. A few seconds later, she calls from the other room that she thinks she hears him coming to the door but has her hands full, can Sophie answer it? Sure enough, moments later there's a knock on the door. Sophie groans, puts down her phone and the camera tracks her as she trudges to open the door. A handsome and charming man dressed similar to Sophie is at the other side of the door, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. From Sophie's POV we see him flash a friendly smile and extend his hand towards the camera for a handshake. 'Hey, you must be my new niece,' he grins, 'I'm Uncle Blake.'

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Several days later, Blake and Sophie are hanging out in what's evidently from the feminine decor Sophie's old room, only now there are some of Blake's things strewn about giving it a lived-in vibe. The two of them are sitting casually across from each other on a sprawling bed, or perhaps Sophie is on the bed and Blake is sitting in a nearby chair. He is recounting to Sophie some stories about one of his recent cross-country hitchhikes, and Sophie hangs on his every word. After the climax of his latest story, he pulls out his phone to show her some pictures he took from the trip. He gets up from where he's sitting and sits back down intimately close to Sophie, and starts showing her the pictures. Tight camera angles of Blake watching Sophie's face while continuing their conversation and looking at the pictures suggests tension, like an animal predator scoping out its prey. Coyly, he turns his hitchhiking anecdote sexual by telling Sophie about a one-night-stand with another traveler. He starts off as telling it like any other story, but then starts to describe the encounter more and more graphically. He relishes as Sophie blushes and has trouble meeting his gaze. Eventually he ends the story by saying it was an experience he'll never forget, and then asks what her most memorable sexual encounter is. Sophie embarrassed admits that she's a total virgin, she's never even kissed a guy before. 'Aren't you 18?' he asks incredulously. Sophie nods. She supposes she's been a bit of a late bloomer. Blake suggests he could teach her how to kiss - Sophie pulls back, flustered, and he shrugs and says at least it would be better to try it with someone she trusts than with a stranger. Sophie stutters a bit and then makes up a lame excuse to leave the room.

CUT to that evening, Sophie and her mother are in the kitchen brewing a pot of coffee while Sophie is asking her mom questions about what to do when you like someone, how do you know whether to make a move or not, etc. Mrs. Kent expresses interest in hearing the details - 'who's the boy?' - and despite Sophie's attempts to keep the conversation vague, she reveals small details ('I haven't known him long', 'he's had a lot more sexual experience than me', etc.). Her mom gets increasingly agitated as she realizes it must be Uncle Blake, especially since the past few days Sophie and he have been inseparable, and she asks Sophie point-blank whether it's Blake she has a crush on. As soon as Sophie admits it, her mother gets agitated, she calls into the other room for Mr. Kent to come and admonishing Sophie for making a huge mistake.

Sophie tries to calm her down, but when Mr. Kent comes to see what's wrong and Mrs. Kent explains the situation, things only escalate further. Throughout the argument, both parents interrogate her with probing questions ('has he tried to make a move on you?'), they try to convince her to forget about him ('you're family for god's sakes' - to which Sophie protests 'that's just because of some piece of paper, before gramps' wedding we weren't related at all! ... ... 'the guy's a loser, he never stays in one spot for more than a few months, what do you see in him?!' etc.) and finally they threaten to send Blake packing. Sophie starts crying that they're overreacting, that he's not like that, in fact he probably doesn't even like her like that. It was all just a stupid crush. Mr. Kent says he's going to have to talk to Blake and Sophie begs him not to, he'll embarrass her and ruin things, but the dad refuses to listen. If Blake is going to stay under their roof, it'll be under their terms, not his.

CUT to even later that night, Sophie is sitting upright on the couch in light pajamas clothes, it's evident she was trying to rest on the couch but muffled sounds of shouting from upstairs are keeping her awake. Finally, the shouting ends, followed by an upstairs door opening and slamming audibly. Sophie rearranges her pillow angrily, sighs, and then lies down on her back, eyes open staring blankly at the ceiling. After several seconds of silence, the same upstairs door clicks open and closed again, this time more quietly, followed by the sounds of the stairs creaking under the weight of someone. Blake peeks his head over the couch into view of Sophie's upward gaze.

She sits up again, and he takes a seat beside her on the couch. 'I guess you must have heard all that, huh?' Blake says with fake sheepishness. Sophie apologizes - she shouldn't have opened her big mouth.Blake smiles sympathetically - it's not her fault. Besides, he thinks it's cute that she has a crush on him. Not that he feels that way about her of course. Embarrassed, Sophie says she knows, and she was never going to act on her feelings anyways. She was just being stupid. Good, Blake insists, because it's important to him they stay friends. In fact, more than friends - he's hoping that one day they can really be family, not just by law but have a real family bond. Sophie nods and says she hopes so too. 'Well you know, Sophie, it's important for family to trust each other,' Blake says with a hint of admonishment. He can't exactly open up to her if she's going to go telling her mom and dad everything they say and do together. Sophie desperately promises that'll never happen again - she never wants to relive how her parents shamed and embarrassed her tonight.

Blake's tone of admonishment gets even more exaggerated. Well he didn't appreciate being yelled at by her dad either. Especially when he hadn't done anything wrong, when in fact all he'd done was embrace them as his new family. Sophie apologizes for her dad - she wished she'd never gotten them involved at all. Blake says it's ok - it was their first fight as brothers. There's bound to be plenty more.

They sit in silence for a moment. Blake leers up and down Sophie's scantily clad body before snapping his eyes back to meet hers when she looks back at him. He smiles charmingly. 'I guess your dad's just trying to protect you. Like, if I really were some kind of creep, I'd probably try to take advantage of you. And I'm sure it would probably tear him up inside if he let something like that happen to you.' Sophie rolls her eyes and then laughs. She's not a kid anymore, she can handle herself. 'No, definitely not a kid anymore' Blake says with another appreciative look up and down her body. 'But... well, I mean you are still a virgin. So it's not like you're all grown up either.'

Sophie looks a bit stung by the comment, and a bit embarrassed. It's not THAT big a deal, is it? 'Well,' Blake retorts, 'you're not exactly proving your dad wrong. He thinks you're still daddy's little girl, that you still need protecting... you're kind of reinforcing that by keeping yourself all innocent and precious in his eyes, aren't you?' Sophie doesn't have a good comeback to this. 'If you really wanted him to stop seeing you as his little princess,' Blake concludes, 'having sex would be a great way to start.' Sophie pouts - it's not exactly like she's been intentionally avoiding sex. The opportunity just hasn't come up.

'I mean... I guess I could fuck you,' Blake offers nonchalantly. Sophie is taken aback. Blake continues. 'I mean, it's not like I'm into you like that, but like I said before it's better to do it with someone you trust. Plus, better to learn how in advance, rather than embarrass yourself with someone you really like for your first time.' Sophie protests, she couldn't. It wouldn't be right. Especially after what just happened with her parents. Blake retorts - he thought they'd just agreed that they were going to keep things private between them from now on. How would her parents even find out? Sophie continues to resist, but Blake charms her further. Just a few hours ago she was saying she has a crush on him, now he's basically making her wishes come true and she's refusing? Slowly, he convinces her - all the while making it seem to her that it's what she wants, he's just doing her a favor.

TAKE MY BREATH AWAY
SHY TEEN WITH DARK DESIRE SEEKS OUT STRANGER TO CHOKE HER DURING SEX

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.

POSSESSIVE
DESPERATE BROKE COLLEGE GIRL GIVES UP HER BODY TO REPO MAN

SCENE opens on Natalie, a 20-year-old college student, as she lays quietly in the bed of her small apartment. She has been trying to ignore the man at her door for several minutes now. After the knocking finally stops, Natalie waits a few seconds longer before deciding to sneak to her window. She moves the curtain to one side and peeks out, just long enough to spot him outside before quickly retracting and hiding behind the door. The knocking resumes, this time louder and more violently, causing Natalie to panic. The man calls out from the other side of the door and orders her to open it. He isn't going anywhere. Natalie bites her nails nervously, unsure of what to do, before finally letting out a sign and opening the door to face him. An intimidating man, with massive biceps, is holding two empty duffel bags. He looks very irritated, cursing at her under his breath before diving into a prepared script. 'My name is Tony,' he says. 'I'm with Flexline Repossessions. I've come to collect your possessions to compensate for the student loan you've defaulted on ... but I'm sure you already know that!' Natalie looks crestfallen. She tries to reason with him, saying she is starting a new job soon and she should be making payments again by the end of the month. Tony listens and smiles sympathetically. 'Good, then that means this will be the last time I have to do this,' he replies, pushing past the doorway and walking into her room. The camera lingers on Natalie's face as she slowly turns around and closes the door behind him.

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He inspects some items closely, while tossing others directly into his duffel bags. The possessions he doesn't take are put back haphazardly, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. Natalie tries to interject occasionally -- especially when he touches a gift from her boyfriend or a family heirloom -- but he largely ignores her protests

As Tony works, he begins to pause more frequently to ogle and elicit reactions from Natalie. It becomes clear to her that he is spending less time on this job and more time trying to make her uncomfortable. Through his POV, we see the repo man staring at the girl's body while he laughs at the position she's gotten herself into; asks about the sentimental value of certain possessions; and begins to make crass, lewd gestures to try and offend her. He sniffs her underwear as he bags it; comments on a photo of her mom; and asks if her boyfriend satisfies her after discovering a dildo in her drawer. Throughout the ordeal, Natalie tries to remain calm and polite. She just wants to get it over with it, even when he gets right up in her face to intimidate her.

When he finally finishes, he takes stock of what is inside his bags and then remarks that it isn't going to be enough to cover what she owes. She starts to cry. Glancing out the window, he notices the car parked in her driveway. 'Is that car yours, the red one?' He asks. Natalie's eyes well up in desperation as she feebly tries to hold Tony back. 'Please don't take my car,' she begs him. 'I need it for my new possessive Desperate Broke College Girl Gives Up Her Body To Repo Man job. If you take it, I'll never be able to pay back the rest of the loan. PLEASE! You already took everything else!' Tony is unwavering, clearly enjoying her breakdown. 'Well,' he says slowly. 'There is one other possession I could take instead.'

The CONSULTATION
18-YEAR-OLD WITH LOW SELF-ESTEEM TRICKED INTO SEX BY PLASTIC SURGEON

SCENE OPENS as a homeowner opens their front door to greet Patricia, a teenage girl with big glasses and low self-esteem. Dressed in a frumpy pencil skirt and blouse and speaking no louder than a mouse, she is trying to sell knives door-to-door as a part-time job. While most girls are getting ready for college, Patricia is desperate to save enough money to cure her of all the torment she endured in high school. Teasing, bullying, being called flat and ugly her whole life. The homeowner tells her he isn't interested and shuts the door. CUT to another door being opened and Patricia repeating her sales pitch. They are also not interested. CUT to a third door opening just as Patricia drops open her knife case and gives her best attempt about being outgoing. This time, the homeowner asks if she offers free sharpening and, looking defeated, she says yes and steps inside.

CUT to Patricia tossing the knife case in the trunk and getting into her car. It's been another unsuccessful day and she is frustrated. Just as she is about to start the engine, her phone rings. It is the office of a well-respected plastic surgeon, Dr. Swell, who she's been trying to book a consultation with for months. Surely, all her savings can afford at least one procedure to help her before she starts at jer new school. Eagerly, she speaks to the female receptionist on the other end of the line. The receptionist asks her if she is over eighteen because, those seeking surgery under age, require their parent's consent. Patricia confirms that she is eighteen and a full-fledged adult, able to make her own decisions without her parents. She even sent the doctor some photos of herself along with her application, to show him the seriousness of her situation. The receptionist takes a long pause ... long enough for the awkward Patricia to check the line. 'Are you still there?' She asks desperately. The receptionist replies that the doctor would be willing to see her today if she is available. He is working out of his private residence. She will text her the address. Patricia, elated, gets off the phone and has a private moment of excitement before driving off.

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The gate opens, and Patricia drives up the path to a beautifully appointed mansion. She has never seen a house so nice. A gardener, working out front, advises her when she approaches to wait in the gazebo. Dr. Swell greets all his patients in the gazebo. Eagerly, she nods, and he lets her into the back before turning back to his gardening with a slight smile. Patricia walks through the backyard pool area astounded. It is so beautiful. She walks to a fountain at the edge of the property and looks out over the city below. She takes her glasses off and closes her eyes, taking in the breeze. Dr. Swell, dressed smartly in a black suit with his doctor's coat, approaches her from behind. 'It's hard to see when you're eyes are closed,' he says coldly. Patricia spins around, surprised, and scrambles to put her glasses back on. She apologizes for not waiting in the gazebo as instructed but the stern doctor brushes it off, taking her hand and giving her a look over. She squirms as he studies her face and body. 'I see...' He says slowly and without compassion. 'Well, let's go inside and we can begin your consultation.' Patricia is very shy and uncomfortable but knows she must be brave and do what is needed to get her surgery approved.

Inside the house, Dr. Swell takes the girl up to his master suite, where he has an exam table set up opposite his bed, complete with caddy and supplies. Patricia finds this very unusual but goes along with it. After all, he is a respected doctor. He invites her to sit on the bed while he picks up a notepad and pulls over his medical stool to sit across from her.

He confirms her age again. She tells him 18. He asks her birthdate. She says January 15, 2000. He makes a comment about millennials and asks whether her parents (or anyone else) knows that she is here for a consultation today. She tells him no, her parents don't know, they wouldn't understand, and she doesn't exactly have any friends to tell. Dr. Swell senses the girl's low-self-esteem and continues. He asks her to describe in detail what she is looking for in terms of a procedure. Patricia nervously tells him that she has always been teased for her smaller breasts. Kids used to call her Flatty Patty. She's never had a boy even look at her. No dates, no first loves, no anything. Before she goes to college, she needs to start over -- to have big boobs like all the popular girls. Whatever it takes to turn her into someone else. Dr. Swell takes down notes as he looks the girl over. She shrinks back in shyness at his cold stare. 'There are several factors that are important in deciding when and for whom surgery is appropriate,' he says in a steady monotone. 'Your ability to understand the procedure itself, knowing that your desire for surgery comes from an appropriate place, and that your expectations are realistic.' He puts his notepad down and leans in. 'If you just have low self-esteem and no friends, Patricia, cosmetic surgery may not be the right answer for you. Rather, I would recommend counseling.'

Patricia leaps off the bed in desperation, pleading with the doctor to take her seriously. This isn't something she just thought of. She has been planning and saving up for it ever since freshman year. College will finally be her chance to truly be herself. She needs this surgery! Dr. Swell allows her to vent for a moment before calming her down. 'It's alright, Patricia,' he says. 'Don't get me wrong, if a young woman has realistic expectations and the right head on her shoulders, surgery can be a great option. I wasn't saying no ... I just need to know all these things to make the right consultation. Now, let's take a look at these breasts, shall we?'

Dr. Swell guides Patricia to his exam table and asks her to remove her top. She nervously undoes her blouse. The Doctor examines her supple young breasts, asking for permission to remove her bra. Nervously, she asks if its necessary and the Doctor assures her it's the only way he can truly assess her situation. She says OK and he undoes her strap with one finger, releasing the girl's bare chest. As he cups and squeezes her, he explains that the most common reason teenage girls undergo cosmetic procedures is to treat breast maldevelopment. Sometimes this can include deformities or severe underdevelopment of the breasts and nipples. He pinches her nipples to see if they grow erect and Patricia closes her eyes in embarrassment. 'Am I deformed?' She asks nervously. Dr. Swell assures her that she is perfectly normal, just slightly under average. 'Your breasts look and feel like a perfectly normal teenage girl,' he says, sitting back on his stool. 'I can't really see any medical reason for greenlighting the procedure.' Patricia puts her head in her hands and starts to cry. She pleads with the Doctor to consider approving her anyway, just to make them big enough, so she doesn't feel so ashamed anymore. She wants to feel confident enough to go out on a date for the first time in her life. Dr. Swell stares at her, without feeling, as she sobs on his table.

'You are a virgin, correct?' He says matter-of-factly, after a long pause. Patricia stops crying and looks at him, drying her eyes. She says yes. 'Has a man ever looked at your vagina before?' He asks. Patricia covers herself again and shakes her head in shame. Dr. Swell pulls his medical stool back over to her. 'In that case, I would be much more concerned about a labiaplasty, if I were you.' He says, starting to put on some gloves from his supply caddy. She asks him what that is. He asks her to remove her skirt and panties and lie down on the table. He can perform a quick physical, if she's interested to know more about it. Patricia hesitates for a moment before slowly slipping off her clothes and doing as the doctor instructed. He spreads her legs and takes in her virgin pussy for the first time. 'Labiaplasty,' he begins, touching her, 'is plastic surgery for the lips surrounding your vagina. This can be performed at the same time as a vaginoplasty, to ensure that your labia are symmetrical and appealing to the eye.' He slowly slips off his glove and asks to enter her body, to check how tight she is. Patricia nervously agrees, asking him why that's necessary. As he fingers her, Dr. Swell informs her that the kind of vagina that most men find desirable is one that is snug and well lubricated. Women who are candidates for this type of procedure are those who are slack or loose ... and it can even happen to virgins if they leave their vaginas untreated for too long. If the hymen is not broken by a certain age, it is unlikely to even be penetrated or for the woman to enjoy a normal sex life. Patricia looks horrified. She asks him what he sees. Dr. Swell spends a long time silently digging up inside of Patricia, putting up to 3 fingers in her pussy, and even discreetly licking her juices on his finger, before pulling out and wiping his hands. He lords over the vulnerable girl and presents his findings. If she wants her breast augmentation done ahead of the new school year, she should strongly consider having the vaginal procedures done as well. Otherwise, it won't be worth her investment. She will look exactly the way she wants ... but she won't be able to enjoy it. He turns away from her, to write down his recommendation on his notepad, while she crawls off the table and sits back on the bed. There is another long silence.

'How much will that all cost?' She asks, sheepishly. Dr. Swell hands her a quote from his notepad. Patricia's face falls. 'I only saved up enough for the breast implants,' she says, starting to tear up again. 'I can't afford this!' Dr. Swell takes off his medical coat and sits down beside her. He starts to untie his shoes while she stares at him, through wet eyes. 'There are certain alternatives we can explore,' he says as he slips the final shoe off. She asks him what, reiterating how desperate she is to get it all done before school. 'If I break your hymen today,' he continues. 'Then you won't have to worry about the one procedure. And I can offer you a bundle package on the other two, to fit within your original budget.' Patricia smiles. 'Really, you can do that here?' she asks. The Doctor asks her to lie down on his bed. He can do it here so long as it is quick, and she remains discreet. He isn't supposed to do this outside of the office ... but he understands the severity of her situation and how desperate she is. She profusely thanks him, and does exactly as she is instructed. Even though it seems very strange that her surgeon is undressing himself and mounting her, he assures her it a safe and non-intrusive way to achieve the same result as a vaginoplasty. He coldly takes Patricia's virginity and she reacts realistically to the first-time sexual experience. BG with pull out and cum on stomach.

After he is finished, the doctor quickly cleans himself up and encourages Patricia to get dressed. She asks him if it went well and he tells her she will be perfectly ready to move on to the next procedures. He will have his receptionist follow up with her to schedule the appointment. She goes to take his quote and put it in her pocket when, noticing it, he quickly snatches it back. 'I'll have a new one made for you,' he says. 'On official letterhead.' They exit his room together.

In a final shot, he opens his front door and she walks out, limping and bow-legged from her first sexual experience. 'Thank you Doctor,' she says smiling. 'You're welcome, now get some rest.' He says, closing the door. He leans against the door, an evil smirk crossing his face, the first real time he has shown any emotion. It's always the 18-year-olds. They don't require their parents anymore ... but they really should.

THE FOSTERS
18 Year Old Shy Girl is Fostered and Fucked by Overbearing Parents

SCENE OPENS on Jamie, an 18-year-old girl with a troubled past. Abandoned by a drug addicted mother when she was very young, the teenager has spent most of her life bouncing between orphanages, juvenile detention centers, and the street. She is very introverted and socially challenged, barely able to look someone in the eye when she speaks.

Out of concern, her social worker has reached out to a church program that helps integrate high risk young women into adulthood. Seated on the couch beside two parental volunteers, 'Daddy' Ron and 'Mama' Mary Foster, the social worker explains Jamie's case while they study the shy girl with great compassion. She stares at her feet awkwardly, not knowing how to react with a real family. The Fosters reassure her that they will look after her just like real parents, even joking how much they live up to their family's last name.

When the social worker seems satisfied and says goodbye, Jamie looks up for the first time, silently longing for her not to leave. Daddy Ron escorts the social worker out and Mary leans in to put her arm around Jamie. 'It'll be just fine, sweetheart!' She coos. Jamie slowly nods and pushes a smile. Daddy Ron comes back into the room and sits down, tapping his knee. 'Now you be a good girl,' he says. 'And come sit on my lap!' Jamie slowly turns her head and looks at him in surprise.

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The next day. Jamie sits at the kitchen table, peeling potatoes, while Mama Mary cooks behind her. The woman is lecturing her about the family and their history with foster daughters. Life is easy going but, also, strict. There are chores to do, appointments to keep, and a firm commitment to their faith. Church four times a week, twice on Sundays, and daily bible readings. Jamie nods absently, as she struggles with the potatoes. Daddy Ron comes home from work and greets his wife with a big kiss. As they embrace, Jamie catches the man pinching his wife's behind and she blushes red. She isn't used to such intimacy. Mama tells him that dinner will be ready shortly and Daddy Ron excuses himself to freshen up. They will do their bible study after dinner.

CUT to the living room, in front of a roaring fireplace. Mama Mary is listening, eyes closed and swaying, while Daddy Ron reads a passage from the Bible. Jamie is sitting on his lap again, looking terribly awkward.

Colossians 3:20 And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him. Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as it is fit in the Lord. Husbands, love your wives, and be not bitter against them. Children, obey your parents in all things: for this is well pleasing unto the Lord. Fathers, provoke not your children to anger, lest they be discouraged. Servants, obey in all things your masters according to the flesh; not with eyeservice, as menpleasers; but in singleness of heart, fearing God.

Daddy Ron finishes and asks his foster daughter what she thought the moral of the passage was. Jamie doesn't say anything. Mama instructs her to be respectful and respond. Jamie looks up at Daddy Ron and mumbles something about needing to obey your parents. Mama kisses her on the forehead proudly while Daddy smiles on. 'Time for bed,' he says to his family.

CUT to the middle of the night. The camera opens on an ECU of Jamie's face as she slowly wakes up. She lays on a small mattress at the foot of her foster parents' bed. As her eyes flutter open, the camera leans out to reveal Daddy Ron and Mama Mary fucking on all fours on the bed above her. They don't realize she is awake and she overhears them dirty talking about her. She lays, eyes peeled and nervous, as they fuck inches from her for a few intense minutes before she closes her eyes again to try and drift off.

CUT to several hours later. Jamie is screaming as Mama wakes her up. Startled and sweaty, the girl looks up to see the foster mother very concerned. 'You were having a nightmare, sweetheart!' She says, clutching her tightly. Jamie can't remember if what she saw a few hours earlier was just a dream. 'I'm scared ... can I stay with you?' she asks. Mama suggests she share the bed with her new parents. When she pulls back the covers to tuck Jamie in, Mama exposes Daddy Ron. He is lying on his back naked, with a half-erect penis, staring calmly at Jamie. She averts her eyes nervously and lays down close to Mama. There is a long silence.

'Do you want to know what I do when I'm scared?' Mama says quietly. Jamie shakes her head no. 'I cuddle up to Daddy Ron ... like this!' She puts her arms around both Jamie and Ron and pulls them all together to create a family sandwich. Jamie can feel Ron's penis brush up against her leg and it makes her feel very funny. She takes a deep breath to calm her nerves. 'Daddy is big, isn't he?' Mama continues, smiling. 'You should touch it and see how big it can get!' Jamie doesn't know what to do. She is incredibly nervous but also strangely turned on. She has never been so close to anyone before and looks deep into her foster mother's eyes before slowly nodding. She reaches her hand down and wraps it around Ron's shaft. Mamma kisses her forehead and looks over at Daddy Ron, smiling, before putting her own hand down and wrapping it over Jamie's. Together, the women slowly jerk him off. Jamie's breath quickens as she gets excited, wedged between the couple. Sensing her new daughter's quiet enthusiasm, Mama then instructs them both to perform fellatio on him. After all, the Fosters believe in traditional family values where the man of the house deserves to be taken care of. BGG sex scene. Throughout the sex, Jamie is shell-shocked but consents to everything her foster mother asks her to do, wanting to please the overbearing parental volunteers and not being able to explain her own sexual curiosities. Daddy Ron ultimately cums on her stomach, as Mama sucks it up and spits it back into Jamie's mouth like a baby bird.

After they have finished, the parents put Jamie in between them. They say a prayer and turn off the light. As they drift off, Jamie stares up at the ceiling ... her eyes peeled. The shy, introverted girl has begun a new life.

Winner XBIZ Best Sex Scene -- Feature Movie
Winner AVN Best Supporting Actress Joanna Angel

Scene opens on Joanna Angel on her bed studying hard for physics. She invites her friend, Abella Danger, over to help her. When Abella asks her how her relationship with Jack is going, Joanna confesses that she's really into him but that there's a slight problem; she feels like she doesn't know him at all. She has an idea and if Abella is willing to help her, she might actually be able to pull it off. Since most guys are into threesomes perhaps Abella could help her seduce him and maybe get him to open up in the process? When they solidify their plan to blindfold him, the girls are just in time as the doorbells rings. Jack walks in and introduces himself. Joanna tells him she's got a surprise for him and pulls him to the bed. When Abella starts kissing him, he gets the message fairly quickly. She takes off her top and blindfolds him. While Abella sucks his dick, she takes his wallet out of his pant pocket and takes a picture of his driver's license. Now that she has his address, she can check out where he lives and see what he's hiding from her. When they finish off, the girls leave the room temporarily. Jack spots Abella's purse on the floor, he hesitates for a moment but decides to finally open it. When he sees her wallet, he grabs it and quickly puts it in his pocket. He shakes his head in regret and leaves Joanna's place as he closes the door behind him.

Scene opens to Jack walking into his place. Kenzie is on the couch and is so happy he's back. When he tells her he's finally got hold of some cash to afford the abortion, she breaks down and starts sobbing. She exclaims that she wants this baby, that God wants this for them but Jack doesn't want to hear another word from her. He leans an inch away from her face and yells at her saying that he's her fucking stepbrother and not her boyfriend or husband. He doesn't want to raise a kid with her and stay in this godforsaken trailer park. He grabs her face, looks at into the depths of her lost little soul and tells her he doesn't love her. He throws her back on the couch as she recoils. He then adds that they're gonna to go to the clinic tomorrow and get rid of this fucking baby that she wasn't even supposed to be able to have in the first place. Much to his surprise, she agrees. But Kenzie has one condition; he has to fuck her one last time, it's not like she can get pregnant anyway. He shakes his head but shouldn't be surprised, she grabs his cock telling him that he can shake his head all she wants but she knows there's a part of him that wants her. He yells at her telling her this is going to be the last fucking time.

Scene cuts to Joanna driving on a highway looking preoccupied. Meanwhile back at the trailer, Jack is taking all his anger and frustration on his stepsister. Pounding her, he chocks her every time she speaks. He doesn't want to hear another word coming out of her lying mouth. Joanna is now at the door, looking in watching Jack fuck his sister. When Jack cums all over Kenzie's face he does this to spite her. Joanna walks in with a look of disgust and when Jack tries to explain himself, she tells him he's a wretched liar and storms out of the room. Kenzie's is on the bed smiling. She finally has her brother back where he belongs. She knows he's not gonna amount to anything and he knows this as well. He sees it written all over Kenzie's face. As he starts to punch her, she screams for more, echoing his agony and shame. He storms out of her house leaving Kenzie bruised and wanting more while she sits up on the bed smiling victoriously.

Winner XBIZ Best Non-Sex Performance Nina Hartley
Winner XBIZ Taboo Release of The Year

ARTIFAMILY
Father Seduced by Android Clone of 18-YO Daughter

SCENE opens with an homage to the famous POV sequence from the 1987 sci-fi film, Robocop. A lead scientist leans over the POV of a locked-off camera and examines the frame. She is standing in a stark, well-lit room accompanied by a small team, dressed neatly in lab coats, and taking notes. The lead scientist is commenting on the final stages of their new version. She talks about the exteroceptive sensors and the CCD cameras, asking questions to make sure that the actuators that malfunctioned previously will be completed prior to the trial. As she speaks, the frame periodically populates with code (VFX), suggesting that the scientists are leaning over a computer. When the scientist is satisfied, she asks the team to drain it and dress it in civilian clothes. The father will be arriving shortly. She leaves, and the team gives one final long look before exiting the frame.

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TEXT PLATE: March 15, 2095

A CU of a man's shoes. He taps his feet and shakes his legs as the camera slowly pulls up to reveal an anxious looking man named Robert sitting in a minimalist white office. It's been six months since his beloved wife and 18-year-old step daughter were killed in a car accident and the man is sick with grief. Despite the support of his family and friends, he has been hospitalized twice with severe PTSD and recently placed on a medical leave by his employer. It was his therapist, in fact, who insisted he sign up for this government program as part of his treatment. Robert runs his hands through his hair and wipes his face to get himself together, as the lead scientist and her team of staff enter the room.

The scientist greets Robert with great sensitivity, shaking the man's hand before extending it into a hug and introducing him to her team. She asks Robert to sit down again so they may begin the orientation. Taking her cue, one of the team members uses a tablet to cast a hologram screen beside the scientist (VFX*), as she begins speaking. She welcomes Robert formally to the ARTIFAMILY institute and starts to explain its history. It was founded in 2040 by Dr. Philip Bernard, a psychiatrist and futurist entrepreneur, who had a vision of using artificial intelligence to treat mental illness. Since Bernard's humble beginnings, ARTIFAMILY has evolved to become the leading treatment facility for victims of exploitation, emotional distress, and extreme bereavement. As the scientist explains their story, the screen beside her displays various images of Bernard and the ARTIFAMILY institute. Robert can only half-follow, visibly distracted and anxious about being there.

Taking a pause to gauge his reaction, the scientist continues to explain his case. As she talks about the tragic accident, images of his wife and smiling daughter come on the screen. Robert looks sick, having to put his head between his knees at a certain point. The scientist signals another team member, who brings the man a silver can. Robert sips it meekly as the scientist goes on to discuss his subsequent PTSD diagnosis, work leave, and therapist recommendations. She empathizes about how hard it is for humans to retain employment and that he is lucky his corporation is so supportive. He has no expression.

Kneeling beside him, the scientist sympathetically reminds him that today is the first step in his healing process. ARTIFAMILY specializes in creating android clones of deceased loved ones so that no one must suffer the loss of losing someone too soon ever again. Their team of scientists were able to upload and digitize their brain cells to construct an exact clone, using machine learning and patented algorithms to generate a personality match from the digital data. Apart from a small microchip behind the left earlobe, you would never know that ARTIFAMILY members weren't human. As she tells Robert about the program, the screen displays various sales pitches and stock images of androids being built. Robert stares at them in disbelief. The scientist signals her team to leave the room and they file out obediently, the hologram screen closing as they exit.

'Mr. White,' she says quietly. 'In compliance with the AIX act, I need to inform you that we are only legally allowed to dispatch one android clone per household. Since you did not specify your preference in the initial application, we have taken the liberty to generate the more viable of the two candidates. I hope it will suffice.' Robert looks at her blankly, asking what she means by 'viable' as the team re-enters the room behind them. They are escorting the android daughter, who stands rigidly between them in a white tank top and white shorts. 'Daddy,' she whispers. Robert freezes. His eyes well up as he slowly turns around to see the perfect likeness to his daughter. She looks expressionless for a moment before smiling and laughing. 'It's so good to see you,' she says cheerfully. He staggers over to her, feeling her face, her arms, her legs, and exclaiming inaudibly before collapsing at her feet in tears. The team look amongst themselves proudly as the scientist shows off the girl's features, including her seamless movement, integrated computer system that is both wireless and SMART, and a discreet on/off function. She reminds Robert of the paperwork he needs to sign before they can leave. In a state of euphoria, he happily agrees to sign whatever papers are necessary to get his precious girl home.

TEXT PLATE: March 16, 2095

Cut to Robert opening the front door with his luggage and ushering his daughter inside. Cautiously and not willing to let go of her hand, he calls her by name (Jessica) and asks if she remembers their home. She steps inside, turns around, and smiling nods her head -- telling her father the exact date and time he and his late wife moved their family into the house, along with the property's coordinates: 34.0259 N, 118.7798 W. Robert's smile wavers; a small, stinging reminder that Jessica is not quite the same. He asks if she wants to see her room again and, after a slight pause, she eagerly nods and gives him a giant hug. They exit.

Cut to Jessica entering her bedroom. She turns around and asks curiously why he didn't take her to his room. Robert reminds her that she has her own room. 'But I snooze with you when I don't want to be alone,' she says, stepping into him for a hug. He winches again, looking at the subtle microchip tattooed behind her ear as he holds her. 'Yes sweetheart,' he says. 'But that was when you were little. You're 18-years-old now.' She looks up at him. 'The legal age of consent to fuck with another person in the state of California is 18 years old, daddy, so, I'm going to fuck you!' She grabs his crotch. Robert steps back awkwardly and takes her hand off. 'No, that is not right, Jessica,' He says nervously. 'You must have that confused. I'm your step-father. I'll be downstairs.' He leaves the room abruptly, as Jessica stares at him before slowly slipping her fingers down her shorts and pulling them up to reveal sticky, wet fingers.

Cut to that evening. Robert is eating dinner while Jessica sits watching him. The room is quiet and awkward when Jessica breaks the silence. 'Sexual intercourse.' She starts spouting. 'The sexual contact between individuals involving penetration, especially the insertion of a man's erect penis into a woman's vagina, typically culminating in orgasm and the ejaculation of semen.' Robert puts his fork down in shock. She stares at him before saying sweetly, 'When are you going to penetrate me, daddy?'

TEXT PLATE: March 17, 2095

Robert sits in the living room, with Jessica across from him. He is trying to discreetly read the ARTIFAMILY manual he was given, particularly the diagram about how to turn the android off. All he needs to do is place his left thumb between her eyes to disable her function. It has been programmed to his thumbprint for security. Nervously, he looks it over a final time, opens a web browser and starts to type in 'what to do if your ARTIFAMILY malfunctions' before deciding against it and closing his tablet. Instead, he asks his daughter what she wants to do tonight, and they embark on a few minutes of small talk. The conversation almost seems normal and Robert starts to let his guard down when, suddenly, Jessica starts removing her clothes. She asks him why he was searching for malfunctions with her body when, bending over, she can easily show him that nothing has malfunctioned. Robert stares at his android daughter's pussy before clasping his hand over his eyes. He tells her to put her clothing back on. 'No daddy,' she argues. 'Not until I show you that I am fully functional and do not require any updates.' Robert slowly removes his hand and tells her that he can see. 'I am a perfectly proportioned 18-year-old girl,' she continues spreading her lips. 'My skin is soft, I am easy to lubricate, and I am always eager to please you.' Robert shakes his head in disbelief. 'But you are my daughter,' he begs. 'Yes daddy,' she smiles turning onto her knees and crawling to his lap. 'I am the best version of your daughter. I want you to fuck me, daddy!' She unzips his pants and stares up at him to accept his cock. In a panic, he presses his left thumb between her eyes, which emits a red glowing button (VFX) and the android clone closes her eyes and falls into a sleep mode position.

TEXT PLATE: March 18, 2095

Jessica sits in the exact same frozen position while Robert paces frantically in the background.

TEXT PLATE: March 19, 2095

Jessica sits in the exact same frozen position while Robert leans in to her face. He looks horribly conflicted. He tells his house's SMART assistant to call the ARTIFAMILY INSTITUTE but as soon as the app agrees, he quickly changes his mind and cancels the call.

TEXT PLATE: March 20, 2095

Jessica sits in the exact same frozen position while Robert sits back in his chair. He hasn't slept or eaten in several days and he is exasperated. Shooting her an evil look, he tells her she isn't even his real daughter. 'My daughter was a spoiled brat who never appreciated me,' he starts yelling. 'My daughter caused my wife so much stress that that's why she probably decided to try to drive the car herself that night. Why the hell else would she have done that? Nobody fucking drives themselves anymore!' He grabs the frozen girl's face aggressively. 'I should just fuck you till you break!' He yells. In the heat of the moment, his thumb re-actives her -- a green glow emitting from her forehead. (VFX) She turns on, looks up at him and opens her mouth. 'Yes daddy, please daddy ... please fuck me!' Robert grabs his cock out of his pants and shoves it deep into her android mouth. BG Rough Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, Robert hate fucks the android while she eagerly encourages him to go harder, using lots of family roleplay talk. In the end, he jizzes all over her face. Looking up at him, she repeatedly says 'Thank you daddy' as she begins to short-circuit. She collapses to the floor.

Panicked and overwhelmed by what he has done, Robert stares at his android daughter lying on the floor glitching (VFX) before screaming to his SMART APP to call the ARTIFAMILY institute. The SMART APP asks if he is certain this time. He screams yes and the phone rings. When a receptionist at ARTIFAMILY answers, all that the tormented Robert can scream is 'HELP ME!'

THE END

THE LAST HOUSE ON THE RIGHT
TEEN GIRLS SKIP CLASS AND END UP FUCKED BY PARANOID HOMELESS MAN

SCENE opens as two schoolgirls, Ashley and Nina, whip around a street corner and wipe the frame. They are laughing, almost out of breath, as Ashley says, 'I can't believe you almost got us caught shoplifting!' The girls slow down to a walk and Nina pulls two bikinis from her backpack. She calls Ashley a pussy and teases her that she'd never actually get them caught! Besides, now they have a new look for Summer. They small talk as they walk down the street: about school, gossip and the basketball team. Nina is 19-years-old, a year older than Ashley. She is known around school as a difficult girl with a history of bad behavior. But, Ashley is a follower. A loner for most of her life, Nina has been the first friend she's ever really had, so she lets herself get pressured into situations past her comfort zone. They reach another corner. 'What do you want to do now?' Ashley asks, 'I can't go home yet. They'll know I skipped school.' Nina suggests they go check out this condemned lot at the end of her street. It's about to be demolished. Some mid-century mansion where they used to host celebrity orgies and stuff. Ashley looks at her friend sideways and Nina laughs, running ahead. 'Just kidding,' she yells over her shoulder. 'Are you coming or what?' Ashley hesitates for a second before running after her friend.

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The camera weaves through a junk-filled yard to find Ashley and Nina wandering through the mess. Nina is telling her friend more about the history of the property (or, at least, according to her father) as Ashley looks around nervously. She is worried about them trespassing. They come upon the house itself, old and derelict. It hasn't been lived in for years and, apart from some garbage, sits completely empty. 'Isn't this so fucking cool?' Nina says, pulling her friend inside and spinning around the living room. Ashley pushes a smile. She finds the place creepy. Nina pulls out a cigarette and lights it, starting to boast about all the things she'd do if she could gut the place herself. She passes the cigarette to Ashley, who awkwardly takes it and puffs without inhaling. Nina reaches into her backpack and tosses her friend an unmarked water bottle. 'What's this?' Ashley asks. 'Just have it,' Nina replies. 'It's good.' Ashley takes a sip and passes it back.

CUT to an hour later. The water bottle is empty. Nina is taking selfies while Ashley sits with her arms around her legs against a wall. She is trying to not let her bare knees touch the dirty floor. Bored, Nina suggests they try on their new bikinis and pose for pictures together. She drags Ashley back up and starts undoing her blouse. The girls strip down and put on the bikini bottoms. Still topless, Nina tries to sneak a photo of Ashley changing as a joke and the girl freaks out, running around the corner to avoid the photo. She trips over something and falls crashing to the floor. Nina comes running after her laughing but stops in her tracks as both her and Ashley look down at the homeless man unconscious on the floor between them.

'Do you think he's alive?' Ashley whispers after a long pause, covering her bare chest. The young man, probably in his late-twenties, lies strewn across the floor in very dirty clothing. He is unshaven, greasy, and drooling. Nina bites her lip and leans over him gingerly, her tits still out. She shakes her head. 'I can hear him breathing,' she whispers back. 'He's probably just passed out.' Ashley runs into the other room to grab her blouse, tossing it on and grabbing Nina's on the way back. When she re-enters, she is shocked to find Nina posing suggestively for a selfie on top of the homeless man. Ashley demands her to stop. 'What?!' Nina retorts. 'This is fucking hilarious. Stop being such a bitch!' Ashley watches anxiously as Nina goes back to her duck faces and suggestive poses. 'I'm going to send these to my boyfriend and tell him I found a better man!' She says, laughing ... and Ashley can't help but crack a smile. Nina begs her to come and take some photos. 'Please,' she says. 'Derek's going to freak out! I have to do it ... just a few more pics and then we can go, promise.' The reluctant friend takes the phone and starts to photograph Nina as she poses around the man and ends up straddling him in a reverse cowgirl pose. As the girls take their final photo, giggling, the homeless man suddenly wakes up with a jolt and grabs Nina. She screams. Ashley drops the phone.

The homeless man, dazed and surprised, stammers inaudibly as he clutches Nina. She squirms her way out from under his grasp and crawls towards Ashley who takes her hand and pulls her into the other room. As they scramble to gather their things, he storms after them and pins them into a corner. 'Who are you?' He rants. 'And how did you get in here? How did you find this place? This is my place! Everyone knows this is my place!' The school girls look at each other in shock before Nina slowly responds that they were just taking some photos. The man backs off and looks each of them up and down. 'What kind of photos?' He asks, sounding paranoid. 'It was just a joke,' Ashley mutters. 'A joke?' The man asks, sounding even more paranoid. 'Yes,' Nina jumps in, trying to steer the conversation. 'A joke. I was sending my boyfriend photos of you as a joke.' The man asks how old the girls are. They reply: 18 and 19 years old. He unzips his pants and takes out his erect penis, which causes the girls to step back even further. 'Look at what your joke did!' He says angrily. Ashley looks at her friend in a panic but Nina motions for her to stay back. She approaches the man. 'I'm sorry,' she says. 'I didn't mean to rub up on you like that. I just wanted the photos to look convincing.' There is an awkward silence before Ashley pipes in to warn the man that this is indecent exposure. The man responds that it can be way worse if she wants.

There is a cold, intimidating silence before Nina draws a breath and laughs awkwardly to cut the tension. 'You're funny,' she says. 'What's your name?' The homeless man, switching back to paranoia, tells her it's none of her business. He doesn't give away his private information. And they are invading his privacy. 'Well, none of your business, how about you just help us with these photos then ... and we can be on our way?' The man stares at her while Ashley protests in the background. What the hell is Nina doing? She always tags along no matter what, but this has gone too far. Nina tells her to shut up and be cool. 'What kind of photos?' He asks. Nina drops to her knees and looks up at him. 'Just something to make my boyfriend really jealous!' She says, snapping back at Ashley and ordering her to take the photos. Ashley can't believe what her friend is doing. She pleads for them to just leave but the man laughs. 'You're not going anywhere,' he says. Nina tries to calm the situation. 'He's right, Ashley,' she says sternly. 'We are just going to take these photos with him and then we are going to leave.' Ashley begrudgingly takes the photos as Nina smiles beside the man's penis. He starts to ask her questions about it: how she thinks it looks, how it made her feel when she was on top of him. He tells her it has been awhile since he was inside a woman. She feigns a smile and responds to his questions, urging her friend to keep taking the pictures. He asks her if she will put it in her mouth. Nina, not knowing what else to do, say yes and starts to suck on it. Ashley puts the phone down. 'Nina, I've got the pictures ... let's go.' She says.

But Nina is now engrossed in sucking the man's dick, as he puts his hands on her head and face fucks her hard. Looking up at Ashley, he asks if she will suck his balls. He always likes it when girls suck his balls. Nina, mouth full of cock, urges her friend to get down on her knees and help her out. They'll go right after. She promises. 'That's right,' the man says, removing his dirty sweat-stained shirt. 'You both make me cum and then you can do whatever you want in my place.' Ashley puts her head in her hands as the man pulls Nina to her feet and pulls down her bikini bottoms. Nina pleads with her friend to stop being a pussy. They are supposed to be best friends. He doesn't smell, and his cock is pretty big. It'll be a funny story. The man pushes her up against a wall and enters her. As he fucks her feverishly, Ashley goes up beside her and demands to know why she is doing this. This is insane. 'Ashley,' Nina yells as she's being pounded. 'I'm your only fucking friend, ok? You're a loser without me and you know it. Now, if you hadn't been such a pussy and ran out the room, we never would have tripped over this guy. We're in this mess together. Just pull down your pants and close your eyes.' Ashley resigns to what her friend is saying, knowing that she's right. They must get of the situation somehow. 'Fine,' she says leaning against the wall and pulling her bottoms down. 'I'll do it. But I'm not sucking your balls!' The homeless man eagerly pulls out and penetrates Ashley. BGG Sex Scene. Throughout the sex, the homeless man feverishly fucks them both, switching between lust and paranoia, while the two girls take it. Nina acts eager and submissive, to get the man to cum faster, and Ashley fucks him to spite what her friend is making her do. In the end, he drops them both to their knees and spreads his cum across their faces.

Falling back against the wall, the man starts to put his shirt back on as the two girls grab their things. Ashley looks pissed. Nina thinks it's hilarious. They exit the house together and walk quietly through the junk yard in the moonlight. 'My parents are going to wonder where I am,' Ashley says coldly. 'So, I'm going to go now.' Not waiting for a reply, she storms off into the night leaving Nina standing there. The tough girl yells that she'll see her in class on Monday before starting to walk herself. As she walks alone, she starts to cry, knowing she just lost her best friend.

Winner XBIZ Best Sex Scene -- Feature Movie

Scene opens to Tommy Pistol relieving himself and zipping up. When he turns around, he asks India Summer where the car is. He needs to go buy some cigarettes. Kenzie Reeves enters the scene and greets the two as she sits down. When India reminds him that Jack (Small Hands) took the car to school, Tommy starts getting angry. He says that Tommy needs to stop wasting his time in school and get a job. When India retorts that his daughter's not working either, he reminds her that she's a tight little hottie who can sell her ass if need be.

Jack comes back from school and greets everyone. Tommy tells him that he better have filled the gas tank or he's gonna be sorry. Jack gives him a dirty look and kisses his mother on the check. Kenzie is ecstatic that her stepbrother is back as she grills him with questions. When he replies that she knew he was at school, she tells him she spotted a moving truck in the neighborhood and stole some brand new pillows from the back just for him. He shakes his head in disbelief and starts yelling at her that he didn't want her doing that. When he walks away from her in disgust, Kenzie realizes that she needs to regain control. She's losing him. She tells the family to gather around as she has some big news to share. When her parents ask her what it could possibly, Jack just looks on wondering what plan she's hatched now. Much to Jack's horror, she tells her family that she's pregnant. When her parents ask her who the father is, she looks at Jack and adds that it's someone special. Jack interrupts them asking Kenzie if he could talk to her inside adding that he would like to see those pillows she stole for them. With Jack and Kenzie gone, Tommy tells India that they should celebrate. He pulls her close and kisses her face. She asks him what he has in mind; he pulls her shirt up and starts sucking on her tits. When he pulls her pants down, he sticks his tongue right in her ass as she demands he shove it in deeper.

Back inside the house, Jack is furious with Kenzie. He can't believe she would pull a stunt like that. He thought her getting pregnant was impossible; she was on the pill for fuck's sake! Kenzie tells him it's a miracle and now they can finally be a family. He yells, asking if she realizes that she's clearly lost her fucking mind. They are on the brink of poverty and the last thing they need is another mouth to feed. When she tells him she's keeping the baby, he gets so angry that he slaps her in the face. When she screams for him to do it again, he storms out of the house and slams the door behind him. Kenzie is left on the bed all alone collecting her tears.

Jack gets into the car and turns on the ignition but it won't start. He slams the steering wheel and screams. When he gets out of the car, the punches the hood in frustration. He has no idea how he's going to get out of this. Trying to collect his thoughts, he paces back and forth. He sits back down in the car and pulls the seat back so he can lie down. He stares out into a starless sky and tries to find a way out of this nightmare.

Scene opens to early morning sunshine as Jack waits pensively. When he sees Joanna walking towards him, his face lights up for the first time in awhile. He kisses and thanks her for meeting him so early as she hands him a coffee. Back home, Kenzie walks out the trailer and closes the door behind her. As she gets on her bike, it's clear that she's on her way to look for Jack. She bikes through her neighborhood, looking around to see if she can spot her stepbrother. As Jack and Joanna chat on the park bench, Kenzie spots them from a distance and starts crying. She can't believe her brother would do this to her. She doesn't care who this bimbo is, no one is going to destroy the special relationship she has with Jack. When she goes to confront them, she tells Jack that he needs to come back home and give mom her car keys. Jack knows what kind of game Kenzie is playing but has to play it cool. He's very aware that she could ruin everything if she decides to tell Joanna about their relationship. When Kenzie invites Joanna over to the house, she's hoping that when she sees that Jack is white trash, she can count on her leaving their lives forever - and Kenzie can have her brother all to herself.

Scene opens with Kenzie back home going through her makeup bag again. She pulls out her pregnancy kit and prays to God that she's pregnant. She knows that once Jack sees their child he'll get rid of the bimbo and be Kenzie's forever. All she has to do now is test positive and have his baby. She sits down and waits for the results as she prays for a miracle. When the time elapses, it seems that God didn't answer her prayers because it's still negative. She smashes the kit on the floor and storms out of the house. When she finds her mother outside, she takes a cigarette out of her pack and lights it. Her mother tells her that she shouldn't be smoking, it's bad for the baby. Kenzie confesses that the kit indicated that she wasn't pregnant. She begs her mother to keep this a secret from Jack and her dad. India flat out asks her if she's just trying to get pregnant to keep a man; she explains that that didn't work with Jack's father, and it ain't gonna work here. The trick is to look and stay pretty. When Kenzie confesses that she hasn't felt pretty in a long time, India kisses her stepdaughter on the mouth, promising she'll make it all better.

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Steve Holmes, AVN 2020

THE DAUGHTER DEAL
Teen Double Creampied by Step-Dad & Boss While at the Office

SCENE opens one morning as Frank, a middle-aged sales rep, and his 18-year-old step-daughter, Nancy, pull into the parking lot of his office. Nancy sits frowning in the front seat, wearing a big puffy jacket with her arms folded in her lap. The family hasn't said one word to each other the entire drive and the car is filled with tension. Finally, Frank turns to his daughter and demands that she behave herself today. She scoffs and looks out the window, cursing him under her breath. Frank reminds her that she got herself suspended from school. She left him no choice but to take her with him to work because her mother doesn't trust her home alone anymore. 'And whatever mom says, you do ... right dad?' she says, pouting. 'I don't trust you alone either,' Frank snaps, correcting her. 'And if your mom could have taken you, she would. But, they don't let irresponsible, class-skipping, pill-popping teenagers lurk around the pharmacy!' Nancy mutters in defiance. 'Frank, it was one mistake. It's 2018 ... I'm 19 years old. Calm down!' Frank grabs the teenager by the collar. 'Look ... I am not your buddy. I am your step-father and you will treat me with respect,' he yells. Nancy shrinks back, surprised. He lets go and orders her to 'Get out of the car, march into my office, and keep quiet. I've got a huge deal on the line today and I'm stressed out enough as it is!' He gets out and slams the door. Nancy looks after him nervously before slowly taking off her jacket to reveal a scantily clad crop top. She innocently adjusts the bra and steps out of the car.

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Several hours later. Frank is on the phone talking to a client, desperately trying to close a deal, while Nancy leans up against the desk on her phone ... her long legs stretched out on the carpet. Bored, she's been taking selfies and ends up caught mid-suggestive pose when Frank's boss, Darryl, walks in. Darryl is the owner's son and newly promoted Senior Sales Director. He is younger than Frank. He is more gregarious than Frank. He is more successful at closing deals than Frank. And Frank despises him. But, now that the middle-aged rep must report to the owner's son, he has no choice but to suck up. Darryl takes one look at Nancy, pulling her tiny top down to expose her cleavage for the camera, before turning to Frank and demanding to know what's going on. Frank hangs up and rushes over to Darryl, saying it isn't what it looks like. She is his step-daughter. She had been suspended from school, so he had to take her to the office to keep an eye on her today. Darryl looks Nancy up and down slowly before turning back to Frank. 'This isn't a fucking daycare, Frank,' he sneers, before moving in to introduce himself to the girl. 'Hi cutie,' he says, putting on the charm. 'My name is Darryl. I'm your father's boss. What's your name?' Nancy bites her lip and reaches out her hand to introduce herself. He smiles at her suggestively. 'You better be careful, posting photos like that, Nancy.' He coos. 'You're going to make men fall in love with you!' She blushes, still hanging on to his hand. Frank's eyes narrow as he watches Darryl putting the moves on his daughter. 'I promise Nancy won't cause any problems, Darryl,' he affirms. 'And I should have that LOI on your desk by tomorrow morning. Just ironing out the details.'

Darryl lets go of Nancy's hand and looks back at Frank. 'That's not necessary,' he says. 'I'm going to give that deal to Jerry. In fact, I'm going to give your entire portfolio to him. You're fired.' Frank sputters in disbelief, as Darryl continues to berate him. He tells him that he's outstayed his welcome, that they were just keeping him on board out of pity, and that bringing his distraction of a daughter to work today was the last straw. He storms out of the room, leaving Frank alone with his daughter.

There is a long, awkward pause before Nancy tries to say something. Frank barks at her to shut up, turning away in a rage and blaming her for the entire situation. If she hadn't been so irresponsible at school, if she hadn't have dressed so inappropriately today ... she never would have attracted his attention. Now, Darryl has a perfect excuse to humiliate him! Nancy tries to calm her father down, encouraging him to go talk to his boss and smooth things over. Frank continues to bitch about his daughter, berating her for how much he has had to put up with since he married her mom. Always trading in his own success for them. And now, after nearly 10 years at this company, she's gets him fired. 'You're a salesman, dad,' she pleads. 'I'm sure you can find out what he needs to make this go away ... and if there is anything I can do to help, I will. I promise!' Frank stares at his daughter in hatred before an idea slowly creeps into his mind. If she got him into this, maybe she can get him out of this as well. He presses the intercom and asks Darryl's secretary if she could him back in for a moment. It's urgent.

Darryl comes back in, a cardboard box in his hand. He slams it on Frank's desk. 'I thought I told you, you're fired,' he barks. Frank takes a deep breath before asking Darryl if he can quickly speak to him about something, one more proposal before he leaves. Darryl arches an eyebrow and studies Frank's expression. Nancy stands back ... looking awkward. 'Hurry up,' Darryl orders. Frank takes another deep breath and moves closer to Darryl, speaking quietly. He starts to talk about Nancy, how much trouble she's become and the real reason she was suspended from school. Her teacher found her with a bag of amphetamines, letting boys finger bang her in the bathroom. One after another ... all afternoon. This on top of all the trouble at home. Nancy mouth falls open in shock, stunned at what her father is saying.

'Your step-daughter's a slut, Frank!' Darryl says laughing, his eyes shifting between the two of them. 'But most women are. I don't understand what this has to do with me.' Frank grits his teeth and explains that he saw how Darryl was looking at his daughter. He saw how his daughter was looking at Darryl. If his boss would consider forgetting about today, Frank is certain Nancy would let him have a go at her. Nancy scoffs in shock as Darryl's expression changes. There is a long silence. Finally, Darryl leans in and asks if he is serious. Frank nods as Nancy stares at him, mouth ajar. Darryl licks his lips. 'Is that what you want, sweetheart?' he asks. Frank nods and tells him that she said she'd do whatever it takes to help make things right. 'Dad!' Nancy exclaims. Frank tells Darryl to stay put and moves back over to where his daughter is standing.

Looking anxious and agitated, Frank sternly tells his daughter that this is something she must do for him. His job is on the line. His whole career. Everything he worked for. She looks confused. Frank continues, pleading with his daughter to just do what Darryl wants for five minutes. It won't take longer than that. It won't be much different from all the boys at school. Nancy steps back, shocked. 'I can't believe you're asking me to rest with your boss!' She whispers. Frank takes another deep breath. 'He's all talk, Nancy. It won't last more than five minutes.' Nancy shakes her head in disbelief. 'You fucking coward!' She stammers. Frank grabs her, pulling her in close to him, and demands that she help him. She did this to him. She promised to do whatever it takes to get him out of it.

Darryl clears his throat. Frank drops his daughter and steps back. The trio stare at each other, not sure who should make the first move. Nancy is shaking her head at her dad, full of hatred. Finally, she turns to Darryl. 'I'm sure your cock is way bigger than my dad's,' she says. 'Why don't you take it out and let me see it?' Frank goes to interject when Darryl, smiling, steps between them and tells the father to go wait outside. The staff meeting is just about to end, and they need privacy. Frank goes outside and shuts the door, leaning against the doorway. He lets out another deep breath and punches the wall beside him.

Inside, Darryl puts the moves on submissive Nancy, who is so angry at her father's betrayal that she wants to be as loud as possible. BG Sex Sequence with CP, intercut with a few shots of Frank outside waiting and listening as his co-workers occasionally file past him at the office. He looks dejected.

After they've finished, Frank is called back in. He enters to discover his daughter, naked and sweaty all over his desk with cum dripping from her pussy. Darryl is doing up his zipper with a big smile on his face. He walks past Frank and pats him on the back, thanking him for the ride. Frank asks nervously if tomorrow will still work for the LOI. Darryl grabs the cardboard box and pushes it into Frank's hands. 'I told you, you're fired.' He says. 'Just because you sell out your step-daughter, doesn't mean you have a job. Why would I keep a scumbag like that? Now clear out your shit ... I want you gone by the end of the day.' He leaves.

Frank turns to Nancy, sprawled out on his desk. He hates her. She hates him. 'I hope you're satisfied, dad.' She tells him. Frank is lost, staring at his daughter's glistening pussy. He can't believe what just happened. 'Just get up and get dressed,' he mutters. But Nancy doesn't move. 'I'm going to tell mom everything,' she continues. 'I'm going to tell my guidance counselor. I might even call the police.' Frank orders her not to do that. He's suffered enough. Nancy laughs. 'You tried to use me as collateral, dad, after all the self-righteous bullshit you've put me through. You're lucky I thought he was sexy!' Frank snaps at her to shut up. 'No, you shut up!' She screams. 'I know how you've looked at me. I know how much secretly got off on the idea that I'm a slut. Well, now you have it.' Frank calls her a whore. ''You act like me dressing sexy is so bad, but I bet it''s just because you can''t admit it turns you on, getting turned on by your step-daughter like a fucking creep.' She continues to rant. Frank looms over her and tells her to shut up again. She continues, 'Well go ahead and look, dad, actually why stop there. I already let your boss fuck me, might as well let you fuck me too dad, because I'm just a slut who'll let anybody fuck me, right? Go ahead, fuck me, so you can have his sloppy seconds like the loser you are.' and then Frank scowls at her and then unzips his pants and angrily plunges his dick into her. This descends into the second BG Sex Sequence with CP. After Frank has cum inside his step-daughter's pussy, they dress in silence as he packs up his desk and puts it inside the cardboard box. They exit the office.

DOCTOR'S ORIGINS
Perverted Doctor Gives Teen Patient a Sponge Bath and Vaginal Probe

SCENE opens late one night as Dr. Marshall is finishing her rounds at the hospital. She walks through the emergency room door and briskly heads down the hall to visit her final patients, accompanied by a tired-looking resident under her supervision. The resident, named Bill, has been on call for the past 48 hours and is ready to collapse -- he can barely keep up. But Dr. Marshall pays no attention; she's used to this life and expects the same from her residents. She waits impatiently for him before softly knocking on the patient's door and entering the room. There are two recovery beds set up inside. Dr. Marshall walks over to the first and kneels to check on the male patient. He grumbles and complains about being woken up as she adjusts his pillows and makes a few quiet requests for the resident to jot down. As he absentmindedly does this, Bill looks over to the patient in the second bed. A young woman lays there, dreaming, her leg in a fracture boot, her arm in a sling. She is wearing a neck brace. Bill seems transfixed by her innocence. He stares at her, lost in thought, when an announcement comes over the loud speaker, paging Dr. Marshall to return to emergency. The busy Doctor hands her clipboard over to the resident and informs Bill that he will need to finish the rounds himself. It's probably the McGuire patient, responding negatively to surgery. Just check vitals on the female patient and ensure she is in a comfortable position before signing out. Dr. Marshall exits the room, leaving Bill alone. He swallows hard and turns back to stare at the girl.

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Approaching the bed slowly, Bill continues to stare. His eyes scan over the girl's petite body, as she adjusts in her slumber. Her hospital gown is loose, and he can easily peek underneath it. He takes a deep breath and slowly leans in to get a closer look when the girl suddenly wakes up. Innocently, she asks what time it is. Composing himself, Bill calmly informs her that it is early in the morning. He has come in to check on her. Yawning, she tries to sit up and Bill swoops in to assist, moving the bed to an upright position and adjusting her pillows. She looks over at the next patient, who is now snoring, and awkwardly complains about having to share a room with a strange man. Bill laughs nervously as he settles her.

She asks if he can remove her neck brace, just for a few minutes. Bill nods and moves behind her. He has her lean forward, so he can unstrap the brace ... long enough for him to look down through the cracks in the back of her gown. She is naked underneath. He starts to gently massage her neck as she sighs, relieved to have it removed. Casually, he asks what happened to her and the girl, who introduces herself as Rebecca, tells him she was in a car accident. It was her stupid boyfriend's fault ... and the prick didn't even get a scratch. Meanwhile, she has a broken foot, sprained wrist and whiplash. At least she is supposed to be released in the next day or so. Moving around to check her vitals, Bill asks how old she is. She tells him she is 19 years old. He begins to sweat at the thought of such an innocent young woman. He knows he needs to get a closer look. Suddenly, his fatigue has faded.

Eying a bath kit on a nearby dresser, Bill pauses for a moment before walking over to the first bed, confirming the male patient is out, and then closing the door. He wrings his hands nervously, walks back towards Rebecca and asks her to get undressed. He is supposed to give her a bed bath. Rebecca, who has done this several times during her stay already, questions the resident as to why a Doctor is giving her one instead of a nurse. Thinking quickly, Bill informs her that he is a new Doctor on staff and is very hands-on. She still seems skeptical. Smiling, Bill he quips that he can go and get a nurse if it will make her more comfortable, but he'd rather do it himself, so he can be assured she has the proper care. Rebecca stares at Bill, as he wipes his brow. He seems professional. So, she asks if he will help her get undressed.

He slowly slips her arm out of its sling, revealing a bandaged wrist. Then, he has her lean forward and undoes the back of her gown. Gingerly, she pulls it off and uses it to cover her front as he slides off the boot and places her bruised foot on a pillow. Discreetly pinching the bulge in his scrubs, he walks over to the bath kit. He unscrews a bottle of distilled water, fills the tub, and brings it over to Rebecca's bedside. He puts on some gloves before dampening a wash cloth and putting it over her eyes. This seems strange to Rebecca - no other nurse did it. Bill calmly explains that he thought it would relax her, so she doesn't have to see the other patient in the room while she was naked. Rebecca laughs nervously as she can hear the man snoring softly in the background. She agrees. While they continue to small talk about her hospital stay, her boyfriend, and how he hasn't even bothered to visit her once, Bill gives the girl a sponge bath. He takes great pleasure in wiping and lightly massaging her body, starting from her head and working his way down towards her legs. Remaining professional on the surface, he asks for permission each time he moves into a new area. But, unbeknownst to Rebecca, he slowly removes one of his gloves and pulls out his erect penis. Stroking in between wipes, his breath quickens as he nears her pussy. He asks her if he can spread her legs, so he can clean her genital area. Nervously, she says ok and, taking his hand off his dick, he opens her wide and sees her fully exposed for the first time. He starts to wipe around her pussy.

Rebecca twitches at the cold touch of his fingers and the sponge. There is a long awkward silence before she makes a bad joke about this being the most action she's received in a long time. Bill laughs, telling her he is just doing his job while cautiously removing the other glove. He asks why she doesn't dump her boyfriend, especially after the accident. Rebecca tells him that he is the only man she's ever been with and, even if he is an asshole, he still says he'll marry her one day. Not really listening, Bill informs her he is go inside of her now. She hesitates before saying OK and he sticks his fingers in her, wiggling them around. Why do you have to clean my insides? She asks. Bill, still stroking his dick, tells her that many female patients end up with sores or infections from not properly cleaning themselves. It's customary for a Doctor to do a quick check. He wiggles his fingers some more before pulling out and tucking his dick back inside his scrubs. He turns around, licking his fingers, before grabbing his clipboard and taking some notes. He lets out an audible sigh of concern before the room goes silent. Rebecca slowly pulls the towel off her face and looks at him.

What is it, Doctor? She asks nervously. Did you find something? Bill composes himself again before turning around. Yes, I'm afraid. He says. I felt an abnormality in the cervical region. It could simply be that your cervix is in a low-hanging position due to your limited sexual experience, but it could also be something else much more serious. My concern is whether it is the result of an internal injury from your accident. Rebecca looks panicked. She asks him what, in layman's terms, he means. Wiping his brow again, Bill does his best to calm the patient and explain that a woman's cervix is normally in a higher position relative to the opening of her vagina. Hers is very low, which could be because her organs were damaged during the collision and are now putting pressure on her uterus. The last thing she wants is a rupture! Rebecca looks very anxious before asking how he can be sure. Well, I'm going to recommend a vaginal probe, Bill says matter-of-factly. This will allow me to properly investigate how pliable your cervix is before determining whether an emergency surgery is required. Rebecca nods and asks if he can do it now himself. Bill guides her back down on the bed and assures her that it is a quick procedure. She just needs to be quiet out of respect for the other patients. She asks if it will hurt and he explains that he uses his own body vs. an instrument to keep the pain levels low. Plus, since she's been with her boyfriend before, it shouldn't feel all that different. Just relax and let him do his job. This descends into the BG sex scene where Bill quietly fucks Rebecca just out of earshot of the other patient. He has her carefully move into several positions, to minimize her discomfort with her injuries, and all within the ruse of him checking her cervix. She agrees to each one innocently ... and bravely continues even she is in physical discomfort. In the end, Bill pulls out and cums just outside of her pussy on the bedsheets. Nervous about leaving evidence, he wipes it up and then tells Rebecca that the final step will be a douche to ensure he leaves her fully flushed out. He unwraps a douche from the bath kit and squeezes it inside her swollen pussy. The water seeps out as she asks him if he can now make a proper diagnosis. Wiping her up, Bill tells her that he was able to adjust her cervix into its proper position and that she can be rest assured, there were no internal injuries. He slides the girl's gown back on, puts her foot into its boot, and helps her into her sling. Just as he is about to put her neck brace back on, she asks if its ok for her to rest without it. He smiles and leaves it on the bedside. Get lots of rest Rebecca, he says and quietly exits the room.

OPEN HOUSE
Young Real Estate Agent Tricked into Sex by Creepy Pervert

SCENE opens on Karen, a 20-year-old real estate assistant, as she puts a tray of cookies into the oven. She is preparing one of her new properties for an open house today and wants everything to be perfect. While the cookies bake, she walks through the downstairs to make sure everything is in order: straightening pillows, spraying air freshener, placing a bouquet of flowers on the table, and stacking her house flyers neatly by the door. You can tell the young woman is nervous, it's her first ever showing on her own and she is eager to become an actual seller's agent one day. She checks herself in the mirror and adjusts her pencil skirt and blouse ... before walking out onto the lawn and staking an 'OPEN HOUSE' sign into the ground. A long POV shot shows her walk back into the house and close the door, before a creepy young man steps into the frame and reveals that he has been watching her. He grabs the bulge in his pants and walks towards the house.

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Just as they are about to go upstairs, the doorbell rings and another visitor arrives. Relieved, Karen excuses herself and goes to open the door. She begins to show them around while the man hovers at the stairs, watching her. After a few moments, he slowly walks up the stairs and disappears.

Two Hours Later

Karen opens the door and shows the final visitor out, thanking them profusely for the visit and urging them to check her other listings out online. The young agent seems desperate. She closes the door and presses herself against it, swearing. All that effort to get the house ready and ANOTHER failure. She had promised the listing agent she would sell it today and she knows they will never give her a chance now. Muttering to herself, she kicks off her heels, throws the flyers, flowers, and cookies in a trash bag, and heads upstairs to shut off the lights.

When she walks into the bedroom, trash bag in hand, she is startled again to see the man standing there admiring the view. She lets out a noise as he spins around and smiles at her. 'It's beautiful up here,' he says. Stuttering, she apologizes ... she didn't realize he was still here. The man stares at her for a moment before slowly approaching. 'I overheard you downstairs,' he continues. 'It's a shame that you didn't get any leads today. I know how cutthroat real estate can be! How old are you anyway, you seem so young?' Karen stares down at the bag and her bare feet and tells him she is 20 years old. It was her final test with this agency today but she will find another one. 'Everything happens for a reason, right?' She says, trying to remain cheery. The man walks around the room a little more, admiring it. 'Well, maybe I can help you with this.' He says. 'What was the listing price again?' Karen's ears prick up and she fishes in the trash bag for a flyer, handing it to him. 'It's $749,000 asking,' she says. 'But I'm sure the homeowner would be open to negotiate that down a bit.' The man stares at her while she urges him to look over the details again. He smiles. 'I'll take it.'

Karen can't believe it. A huge smile crosses her face as she hugs the man, thanking him profusely. She tells him she'll need to get some paperwork and an initial offer in the books today to meet her quota. The man assures her he wants to offer full list price and, because she was such a great agent, he wants to double her commission. The young woman can't help but jump up and down in excitement. The man calmly walks over to the bed and sits down. This causes Karen to stop awkwardly. 'This is a really big bedroom,' the man says. 'Do you think I could get a lot of girls in this bedroom?' Not wanting to lose the sale, Karen says yes and tells him she is sure it will make a great bachelor pad. 'I think I'll put mirrors on the ceiling,' he continues. 'So I can watch the girls while I fuck them. Do you think that would look nice?' Karen makes a face before awkwardly nodding. 'Do you want me to go get that paperwork now?' She asks, trying to steer the conversation away. 'If only there was a way I could test this room out first,' he continues. 'It would be a shame to commit to this house without really knowing if its what I want.' He stares at her blankly. She stares back. 'What kind of test would you need?' She asks slowly. 'Well, I think if you would come over here and let me test you out, that would probably work.' Karen closes her eyes, fully realizing what the man is proposing. 'Will it be quick?' she asks. He says yes. 'And will you promise to double the commission, like you said?' He says yes. Karen bites her lips and starts to unbutton her blouse in front of the man. He asks her to strip down completely, which she does. He asks her to get on her knees and crawl to him. She does. Looking up as he unzips his pants, he asks her to start by sucking his dick. She says YES and this descends into the BG sex scene.

After he has cum on her face, the man begins dressing behind her as the overwhelmed Karen wipes the cum from her face and asks if she can go get the paperwork now. The man silently grabs his tie and approaches her, filing the frame. CUT to outside the house. In a final long shot, the man hurriedly exits the house and walks over the lawn, grabbing the 'Open House' sign for sales as he exits.

Winner XBIZ Best Sex Scene -- Feature Movie Kenzie Reeves & Small Hands

Scene opens to Kenzie Reeves lying on her bed, chest down, smoking a cigarette. She glares out the window as her brother Jack (Small Hands) reads a book on the living room couch. When she offers Jack a cigarette, he refuses, reminding her that he quit. She gets up from the bed and approaches the couch, telling him that he could just have one. He reminds her that people who quit tend to no longer smoke. When she confronts him as to why he's reading books all of a sudden, he gets visibly annoyed. 'I'm trying to better myself,' he retorts. When she tells him about all the good times they used to have getting trashed together, he shakes his head in bewilderment stating that that was almost a decade ago. She ashes her cigarette and it lands right in his book. Jack yells at her, telling her his schooling is important to him. But Kenzie is bored and doesn't care about her stepbrother's scholastic endeavors. She wants to kill some time and starts seducing him. He tells her to get lost but it's clear that Kenzie isn't going to let up. She gets on her knees and starts running her hand up his leg. Jack tells her that what they did in the past was a mistake; they were young and confused and didn't know any better. Kenzie starts jerking him off and Jack can't help but put his book down. He tells her that this is going to be the last time. She nods eagerly, desperate to feel his touch as he grabs her head and starts kissing her. He pulls down his shorts and shoves his cock deep down her throat. She chokes on it and gags taking it all in at once. He holds her hair and pushes her down on his dick as she swallows him whole. She takes both of his balls in her mouth as he slaps his dick on her face. When he gets up, he face fucks her, grabbing her by the throat and asking if she likes it. She nods as he picks her up and throws her on the bed. He removes her panties as she waits eagerly for his dick. He slaps her face as he shoves his cock inside her, asking her if this what she wants. She says yes as he pounds her cunt ramming her with every thrust. As she rides his dick, she makes sure he cums inside of her. He lies down instantly regretting the whole thing.

Scene cuts to Jack sitting up on the bed with a look of desperation on his face. His life needs to change and in order to do so, he needs to stop repeating old patterns. He tells Kenzie that he needs to leave this trailer park or he's gonna end up stuck there like everybody else. She smiles, telling him that she'll go anywhere he wants to go. He shakes his head in disbelief, explaining that wherever he ends up, he's going alone. She pulls him down to the bed, saying that they should get some rest. Jack is wide awake thinking about his life and what he needs to do. He can't go on like this and has to make a decision. He gets up and packs some things and leaves the house. When Kenzie comes to, she calls out to Jack but gets no answer. When she turns around, she realizes that he's gone. She calls his name in a panic as the scene cuts to Jack walking outside. He looks tormented and directionless. As he glances back at his former life, he struts to the car, opens the door angrily and drives away.

Scene opens to Jack lounging in his car with his legs lying out the window. We see Joanna Angel in the distance walking towards the car. She looks ahead wondering who's inside the car and what they're up to. She walks towards it and knocks on the hood, waking Jack up in the process. He recognizes his classmate and greets her. When she asks him why he's napping in his car, he tells her that he wanted a good parking spot. They laugh as she offers to wait for him so they can walk to class together. When she offers him a coffee, he can't resist a free cup of Joe. He enthusiastically grabs his things and joins her.

Scene cuts back to Kenzie frantically searching through a makeup bag. She finds her birth control kit and sits down on the toilet. She waits for the appropriate time to pass and looks at the results. When she realizes she's not pregnant, she screams in agony begging the silence for a baby. She knows that if she has Jack's child, it will push him to stay home with her. She rubs her stomach as the camera fades to black.

Scene opens with Jack anxiously writing his test. Time runs out. His teacher asks the students to leave the exams on her desk. She then says that before they leave, she'd like to conclude the class with a sharing session. Joanna volunteers first, speaking honestly about how her parents laid out a path that has never served her and how she's been struggling and continues to struggle with making her life hers once and for all. Jack raises his hand and, with a defeated look in his eyes, confesses how his free will has worked against him, despite his best intentions. The teacher steps in, stating that it looks like he's getting ahead of the curriculum as they will be covering these very same topics next week. The class ends as Joanna asks Jack what time his next class is. When he responds that he has quite some time till the next one, she invites him back to her apartment, adding that it's not much but certainly more comfortable than his car.

Scene opens to Joanna and Jack making out as they lean against the kitchen counter. They stop for a moment and confess their feelings for each other as they embrace more passionately than before. As Jack runs his hands over her chest, Joanna runs her hands through his hair. He pulls up her skirt and starts eating her wet pussy. As he devours her, she cums all over his face. He gets up and unbuttons his shirt when she stops him to confess something. She stutters trying to get the words out, then finally tells him her big secret...she's a virgin. Jack is stunned and can't believe his ears. He tells her that he likes her and can wait if she wants to, but Joanna wants him now. She suggests he fuck her ass instead. He doesn't presume to understand her logic but will fuck her ass nonetheless. She leads him to the living room and takes off her panties. She gets on her knees and starts sucking his dick, deep throating it in the process. She makes sure it's nice and wet so it can slide perfectly into her ass. When she climbs on top of him, he starts thrusting himself in and out of her ass, pounding Joanna in the process. He fucks her missionary as he chokes her and then from behind. Fucking her doggie style, he cums all over her ass.

They get dressed. Joanna hopes to see Jack soon, adding that she would really like to get to know him better. Jack laughs, saying that he's pretty certain she wouldn't. When she asks him where his next class is, she finds out that they're going in the same direction. Joana tells him to wait up so she can join him. They exit her apartment, kissing under a sunshine-filled sky.

UNCLE FUCKER
Teen Caught Getting Fucked by Father's Best Friend

SCENE opens on Jessica, a precocious 18-year-old girl, as she sits knees tucked on her bedroom floor finishing her makeup in front of a mirror. She smiles and pouts at herself, taking a few selfies, before overhearing her father call her into the kitchen. It's Sunday, the day of the big game, and he is having several buddies over ... including John, a man who's always been like an Uncle to Jessica and someone she's crushed on for years. When she struts in the kitchen, Jessica's father is shocked. How come she is dressed up like that? She is way too young to be wearing such provocative clothing! Jessica tries to protest, telling her dad its just what teenage girls wear these days, but dad is insistent that she go back and change. His friends are coming over, for goodness sake! She had promised to help him host ... not be a slut! Jessica glares at her father before storming back into her room and slamming the door.

Jessica's bedroom door slowly opens, as she creeps out into the hall amid sounds of men cheering and laughing in the other room. The game has begun. The camera slowly pans out to reveal the teenager dressed in another provocative outfit ... despite what her father said. She looks smug as she walks into the kitchen, grabs a bowl of chips, and makes her way towards the living room. Her father and his two buddies are all engrossed in the game when Jessica asks if anyone wants a beverage ... and awkwardly says hi to John. Jessica's father looks annoyed when he sees her outfit but can't say anything in front of his friends, so he just shoos her off. John, on the other hand, seems fixated on the 18-year-old. He asks if she needs any help and follows her back to the kitchen.

As they open a few beers, Jessica tries to act mature and sophisticated with John, to impress him. After telling him her college plans, she gushes that he is her favorite Uncle, even if they aren't related. She reminisces about all the good times they've had over the years, with John hanging around the house and being her dad's best friend. John is charming and sweet with Jessica, all the while keeping an eye on her father in the other room. At a certain point, he leans in and whispers something about wanting to eat her pretty little pussy. Jessica is stunned, assuming she's misheard. She asks him to repeat himself and he just smiles, saying he wants to eat the chips ... before walking back to the living room. Jessica flushes red. Did he just really say that?!

One Hour Later

Jessica sits wedged on the couch with her father and his friends. They are all still engrossed in the game, while she looks nervous. She keeps thinking about what John said. He is staring at her now and starting to play footsie with her subtly, right in front of her father. The light teasing continues until Jessica can't handle it anymore and excuses herself to go refill the chips.

Inside the kitchen, she opens the pantry and grabs a bag, opening its contents into the bowl. When she turns around, John is standing right behind her. He startles her so much that she drops the chips on the floor. Embarrassed, she apologizes for being so jumpy and leans over to pick them up. John is still sweet and charming but doesn't do anything to help her ... instead, he just looms over her as she bends down, ass innocently up in the air. There is something strange about the way he is calmly watching her while keeping an eye on the men in the other room. By the time Jessica gets back up, there is an uncomfortable silence between them. She squirms awkwardly as John stares at her, inching closer.

'Jessica,' John asks. 'Can I ask you a question?' She nervously nods her head. John steps closer. 'Your dad told me once that you have a little crush on me. Is that still true?' he asks coyly. Jessica freezes, her big doe eyes staring up at him. How embarrassing! 'I can't believe he said that,' she dismisses. 'That's ridiculous. You're like family to me!' She tries to move back to the living room, but John pulls her back by the hand. 'But is it true?' He asks again, rubbing her arm. She looks down at it before slowly looking back up at him. 'It was just a silly school girl crush kind of thing,' she brushes off. 'That's why I never pursued it. You're Uncle Jack. Besides, I'm too young for you ... I just turned eighteen!' Smiling, John continues to ask questions as he slowly backs her up in the kitchen, asking what she used to think about him, what she thinks about him now, and confirming the fact that they are just family friends. Her reluctance plays out more in body language than actual words, as she nervously backs up into a corner of the kitchen. Finally, he gets her to admit that she still likes him and that she has even touched herself at the thought of him fucking her. Jessica is extremely nervous about having this discussion while her dad is in the other room but John keeps distracting her, pulling her down in the kitchen so they can keep talking without raising suspicion. Finally, John asks if he can kiss her and, after some final hesitation, she agrees. After some foreplay, she also verbally agrees to have sex with him.

Throughout the BG sex scene, she enjoys what's happening but is very worried and distracted about being too loud and arousing her dad's suspicions. John eagerly devours her, giving her a long rim job and having her deep throat his cock before sliding into her pussy and unloading on her ass. She feels the cum drip off her cheeks, just as she looks up and sees her disgusted father and his other friend staring down at them both. Game's over.

Lisey has always wanted to have kids. It's been a dream for her. But it turns out her buff limp wristed husband Draven has a low sperm count so she seeks out the donor to come give her the seed she needs. She does not want artificial insemination she wants the whole baby making process. But does Lisey go too far in actually finding her perfect donor. Is it too much to suck on and worship his cock in front of her husband. To get fucked all over the couch in a myriad of positions as the horrified husband watches in shame. To have orgasm after orgasm as she enjoys the stretch his enormous cock is giving her. Something her husband is incapable of doing even if he tried cause his cock is small. Is any of this right? Who cares -- Draven is a pussy and Lisey enjoys fucking another man in front of him. That teaches him a lesson for not having the sperm she needs.

Longhaired bleach blonde Kenzie Reeves looks like a doll in high heels and pink net lingerie that shows her natural tits, shapely butt and snow-white skin. With a mischievous smile, she peels tape from her thick nipple hard-ons, and Kenzie spreads her meaty cunt and asshole. The teen sexpot plays with an older man -- Mick Blue eats her pussy, and Kenzie smacks her own face with his big boner. She gives a blowjob and sucks balls, slobber strands hanging from her face. Kenzie masturbates desperately as he nails her twat. He straddles her for a face fuck. When Mick pries his prick up her ass, Kenzie takes an anal ride. She practices her ass-to-mouth deepthroat skills, eyes straining. Kenzie digs her face into Mick's ass crack and tongues bunghole; a false eyelash comes unglued. Hard rectal reaming in multiple, manhandling positions makes her butthole gape and fart. Makeup trashed, she kneels for cum facial.

Lithe, natural-breasted teen Emma Hix teases in skimpy lingerie, showing off tattoos, limber legs and a sexy smile. She spreads for Spanish stud Ramon Nomar, who eats her shaved pussy and rims her bunghole as she buzzes her clit with a vibe. Legs splayed, Emma masturbates as he fucks her into the couch. She gives a sloppy, spit-lubed blowjob, and Ramon worships her stocking-clad feet as she rides his big cock. Emma impales herself on his boner for an anal reaming, and she digs two fingers into her cunt. She's enthusiastic to take an ass-to-mouth face fuck. More buttfucking in fun positions shows her flexibility. Dirty-talking Emma says, 'Fuck my ass as hard as you want!' Ramon alternates screwing her twat and butthole till her sphincter gapes. A tear runs down her face as she deepthroats. Emma kneels for a messy cum facial that flows from her tongue to her tits.

Edyn Blair loves nothing more than to lounge in her shower shampooing and washing her massive hair pie. Well, today she gets a little more than she bargained for when her neighbor Calvin Hardy accidentally sees her and is enamored and drawn to that bushy display of womanhood.

Seeing an opportunity for a stiff fuck session, Edyn brings him in and lets Calvin admire her most prized asset. He is immediately all over it, giving it the tongue worship it so richly deserves. From there, it's into the bedroom for a hot session on that hairy snatch as Calvin munches and fucks to his heart's delight. Squealing and moaning, Eden is brought to orgasm after orgasm and rewarded with a protein blast all over her lush forest of hair.

When Vanessa Sky comes home from college for the summer to stay with her mother she finally gets to spend quality time with her new stepfather. Her mother recently remarried after a whirlwind romance so other than a few pictures she saw of the man she knew nothing about him. Yet his face was so familiar to young Vanessa. Why did she feel like she had met this man before. Then it hit her. Her mother had married a former porn actor the world renowned Steve Holmes. After quickly overcoming the shock of this realization Vanessa decides she wants to try a turn on that legendary cock and confronts Steve while he is resting. This is just what her mother expected her slutty daughter to do so Stepfather Steve was more than happy to let his new stepdaughter suck on his cock and slide it into her. She wants to learns to much about the ways of love and how he can insert his cock into all her holes. Steve takes her through a variety of sexual positions gaping both her pussy and her asshole as he rocks her with orgasm after orgasm before depositing his load of semen into her thirsting mouth.Now this will be a fun stepdaddy to have, little Vanessa muses.