Chapter 9 is a bit longer, and some weird things happen that you’ll find out more about later. So, try not to think about it too hard and just enjoy the smut show, alright?

Some of you have mentioned some of my phraseology is odd, or that I’m really stressing the number 18. I just don’t want to get my stuff kicked back for any misunderstanding when it comes to publishing policy. There are plenty of legal reasons for making it absolutely clear…and that’s all I have to say about that.

Fair warning: this chapter is just Asher and Terri again…as far as you know right now.

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We ended up chilling out the rest of the day. Yes, we did take a long shower together, but that was it. I don’t know how long Terri had been going, but I’d already had a week straight of mind-blowing sex. No matter how much my dick said to the contrary, I needed a break.

While taking a much-needed soak in Terri’s hot tub, we talked a bit about what had transpired this week.

“So, the same day you told me about your dad, and I went through all that trouble to come up with a brilliant seduction plan, the very same day, you went and banged him?” Terri asked after I’d told her.

“It just…happened,” I shrugged.

“Uh-huh. And then you fucked him every day until last night? Did they all just happen too?” Terri smirked at me.

“Oh no, we just wanted to fuck after that first time,” I grinned at her.

She splashed water at me, an annoyed expression plastered to her face.

Luckily, the hot tub was on the back patio and had been enclosed for privacy. A little water splashing out wouldn’t be a problem.

“And last night? What was that all about?” Terri asked, realizing she’d been played the whole week.

“Oh, I wanted to make you dance like my little slut puppet,” I laughed, receiving another splash for it.

“You really tore up my ass, you know that? That monster between your legs should be a registered weapon,” Terri complained.

“Yeah, well, who introduced me to the ones who gave it to me? Huh?” I shot back.

“Oh, you weren’t given anything; you paid for it, trust me,” Terri said with a sour expression.

Suddenly, my good humor was gone. Terri brought up the one thing I kept buried dark and deep in the back of my mind.

“Did you make a deal with them, too?” I asked quietly.

Terri looked at me for a long moment before nodding her head slowly.

We didn’t say any more about it and sank into a dark silence.

“And what the fuck is up with your dad?” Terri burst out.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“When did he become a sex fiend?” Terri asked, leaning against the side of the tub, her breasts bobbing distractingly. “I’ve known him forever, and he’s always been the nicest, most chill guy I know. But last night…it was like he was a whole different dude.”

“Apparently, he’s always been one. Since high school!” I said.

“So…he’s essentially us in 20 years?” Terri surmised.

“I can only hope. I can’t wait to read about his exploits.”

“Read?” Terri asked.

“Yeah. Dad mentioned he used to keep a sorta journal of all his activities,” I said.

“Journal? A sex journal?”

“Well, yeah, I guess. He said he wrote them down as if they were stories. He told me the website where he posted them, but I haven’t had time to check them out because…well…you know,” I stammered.

“You’ve been fucking everything in sight?” Terri grinned.

“Pretty much,” I grinned back.

“Aren’t you sore? I know I am from all the abuse you heaped on me,” Terri said.

“Well duh,” I shot back. “Why do you think I’m in the hot tub?”

“Oh,” Terri started. “I thought you wanted to have another make-out session.”

“You remember last time, right? Do you want to clean the semen out of the hot tub again? Cause I sure as hell don’t,” I shook my head remembering a previous party that had gotten a bit out of control. It hadn’t been my swimmers, though; that had been before I received my girl-cock.

“Oh yeah, I guess you’re right,” Terri frowned.

“No. I just want to relax with my best friend and chill. No sex, no flirting, no innuendo, nothing. Just relaxing,” I said.

“Then what the hell are we going to do?” Terri asked, laughing.

“Tell me more about your FanLover account.”

“Well, after today, it’s amazing. I quadrupled my subscribers and was tipped enough to upgrade my equipment. Half of that is yours, by the way. We’ll get paid next month.”

“Why thank you,” I grinned. “I figured I might have had something to do with it.”

“You did. Which is why I’m going to host your opening feed tomorrow, and we’re going to do your big reveal!” Terri said excitedly.

“Tomorrow?” All the stress I’d shed since the broadcast suddenly came flooding back.

“Yup, I sent out the invites to everyone who was online today and promised them something they’d never seen before. I guarantee they’ll be there,” Terri nodded confidently.

“Uh, but it’s Sunday,” I said lamely.

“What? You need to get to church or something?”

“I gemlik escort probably should,” I frowned before we both started laughing.

“Don’t worry about it; you’re a natural. Just do what you did today and you’ll be great!” Terri smiled. “Besides, Mom’s pulling a double and won’t be getting back until really late. We’ll have plenty of time and won’t have to rush, if you know what I mean?”

I just shook my head. “Whatever you say,” I sighed, giving up.

“Trust me, would I ever steer you wrong?”

I just looked at her with a flat stare.

“What?” she said with good humor. When I just kept looking at her, her face fell. “You’re not going to tear my ass up again, are you?” she said with what sounded like real trepidation.

I made her squirm for a moment more. “No,” I finally said. “Like I said, I’m sore. I don’t want to do anything today.” My cock betrayed my words by slowly rising above the surface of its own accord. “Besides, gotta save something for tomorrow, right?” I leered at her.

She looked uncharacteristically nervous and chuckled lamely.

Patty (Terri’s mom) came home a while later and brought in some food. I liked Patty, she’d always been the kind of mom I pictured a mom should be. She was kind, smart, and thoughtful. It was obvious she worked too hard as her face showed all the horrid things she’d seen in her line of work. She’d gotten old before her time, but she was still attractive in the farmer’s daughter kind of way.

I stayed over with Terri that night, and true to my word, we didn’t do anything. Of course, in the middle of the night, I woke up and found my cock firmly wedged between Terri’s cheeks. I don’t know who’d initiated it in our sleep, but I sighed and gave in. I ended up hotdogging her until I splattered all over her back. Just as I thought, it had felt wonderful.

She’d laughed at me that I couldn’t even make it one night before she made me clean up my mess.

At least I slept better afterward.

In the morning, Patty was gone, and we got to work setting up for my feed. We weren’t going to go on until later in the evening, but we still had a lot of planning and setting up to do.

Terri wanted my setup to be different from hers, or at least enough to distinguish it from hers. So, we reverse-angled the set, focusing on the desk and chairs on the other side of the room. Terri had some great ideas on things we could do there.

I was still nervous, but the way Terri acted so professionally calmed me right down.

When it was finally time, we were both sitting in the armchairs in front of the desk, facing the camera.

Terri was wearing, of all things, yoga pants and a sports bra that just overflowed with her cleavage. I’d had to borrow clothes from her and had ended up with a pair of baggy sweats and a short tank top that gave a pretty good view of my underboob. Terri had offered me a pair of yoga pants, but I figured that would give away the surprise a bit too early. She’d laughed and agreed.

But still, sweatpants?

“Remember, easy access.” Terri had reminded me.

I still wasn’t convinced, but I figured that when I did this on my own, I would wear what I wanted.

“Now remember, I’ll start off and give you your opening. Then you…”

“I read off the site rules to make it all official-like,” I repeated for the tenth time.

“And that you’re over 18,” Terri added.

“Of course,” I said, but in reality, I’d forgotten that legal part. I just wanted to get to the sexy part.

Terri had been teasing me all day, winding me up to the point I was ready to pop, then settling me down. She said it would help with my big finish later. I didn’t know if that was true or not, but by the afternoon, I didn’t care. I was so horny it hurt!

True to her word, almost every person who tuned into the live feed yesterday was now subscribed to my channel and waiting in the lobby for the stream to begin. On top of that, a lot of new people showed up as well. While I didn’t make much from the subscription fees, with the numbers I was already getting, my bank account would be looking pretty…at least until my next trip to the mall.

“You ready?” Terri asked, turning to me.

“Yeah?” I said, my nerves already rattled.

Terri leaned over and hugged me. It was soft, warm, and gentle. Nothing like how we usually hugged: hungry, frantic, and horny. She held me with no sign of letting go.

I hugged her back, albeit rigid and unsure. After a few moments, I relaxed and hugged her back warmly.

We just sat there, hugging, for quite a while. For some reason, I started tearing up.

“OK, OK, enough of that now,” Terri said, leaning back from me.

“I don’t know where that came from,” I said, wiping my eyes. “My makeup OK?”

Terri’s smile was kind, almost motherly.

“It’s fine, beautiful. But, look at me,” Terri said.

I looked into Terri’s eyes.

“We absolutely don’t have to do this. Not right now, not ever. You understand? You don’t owe me anything altıparmak escort and I don’t owe you a thing.”

“I know,” I said softly.

“I was thinking about everything you told me you’ve done this week. You’ve had a hell of a week. There’s no shame in postponing this or canceling it altogether. It happens all the time in this business.”

Terri was kneeling in front of me now, talking to me gently, everything else forgotten. It was just her and I right at this moment. Of course, her massive jugs were resting on my crotch and didn’t help me to think clearly at all.

My cock started to stiffen, and she shifted suddenly when she realized what was happening.

“I’m sorry Ash, I didn’t mean that–” Terri said in a sudden panic.

“I know Terri,” I sniffed once. “Things just happen sometimes, right?” I grinned down at her.

“Yeah. I guess they do, don’t they?” Terri nodded. “I love you, you know that, right? I give you a lot of shit, call you names, occasionally mistreat you…but…you’re my best friend. Always have been…and…I do love you,” Terri couldn’t seem to meet my eyes.

We’d said the words to one another enough times that it wasn’t a shock. But the way Terri was saying it felt like the most genuine thing I’d ever heard from her.

I stared at her a moment before reaching forward and lifting her chin so she could look me in the eye.

“I love you too…you stupid slut. Now, let’s get it on already.” I don’t know where the courage came from, but I was suddenly ready to take on the world…or at least fuck my friend in front of a few thousand people. Same-same, right?

Terri cocked her head at me for a moment. “I pour my heart out to you in the most honest display of affection I’ve ever…displayed!” she stuttered. “And your response is to call me a stupid slut?” She was putting on a hurt façade, but I knew better.

“I said I love you too,” I leaned forward and kissed her before pulling on my mask. “Now move that fine ass, I want to make some money…and tear you apart.”

Terri was in the middle of putting her own mask on and stopped at my words.

“You promised,” she glared at me.

“I had my fingers crossed; now quit stalling, or I’ll start this without you,” I was suddenly bursting with energy, having no idea where it had come from.

She shook her finger at me one more time before pulling her mask down and securing it in place. She turned to the computer and typed a series of commands, causing the camera to come on a moment later.

“Hello again everyone!” Terri called out in that cheerful voice of hers. “I’m so excited to see so many of you returned to see Red’s big premier. I know she’s excited, but again, she’s got that bout of stage fright going, so she asked I play hostess Twinkie for her first broadcast.”

That got a chuckle out of me that made Terri glance my way.

“Did you want to say hello? It is your show, after all,” Terri said, starting to prompt me out of my cowardice.

I leaned forward into the camera and sighed.

“Hi–“

A loud chime startled me and made me glance at the screen. A tip for $100 and a message from the sender were on the screen. It was only one word: “First!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well,” I searched for the name of the sender. It was listed as Anonymous. “Well Anny…wait. I thought that said anonymous, but it’s Anonymouse. Clever,” I nodded my head.

“Oh,” Terri said.

I glanced at her.

“It is clever, isn’t it?” Terri’s smile seemed forced.

I turned back to the camera, shaking my head. “I hope you don’t mind if I call you Anny, as that name is more than a mouthful for me. Thank you for your generosity. You know,” I leaned closer to the camera and my voice automatically dropped into a sultrier tone. “For better or worse, you never forget your first.”

This caused Terri to chuckle as well.

I leaned back, “Sorry. Kinda got caught up in the moment there. As I was saying, Hi everybody!” I cleared my throat before continuing. “I just wanted to say that while I know I’m new here and don’t really know what I’m doing yet, I hope you will be patient and help me figure this out as we go. I had such a great time yesterday; I’m just hoping today can be as much fun!” I was trying for cheery, like Terri, but it just didn’t play well.

“Don’t know what you’re doing yet? You practically made out with your first tipper!” Terri chuckled.

“Ahh, who am I kidding? I’m not the cutesy girl type at all. Those who were here yesterday saw the real me by the end.”

“Sure, but they haven’t really met the true you yet,” Terri jumped in.

“OK, fair point,” I nodded to Terri. Then I leaned towards the camera, partially covering my mouth in a stage whisper. “Fair warning folks, you’re going to see some shit today that might shock you…or hell, it might just make you as horny as I get all the time. Hopefully, you’ll all stick around afterward because everything you see today is real. Nothing is faked in the slightest…except osmangazi escort maybe some of her orgasm play-acting,” I threw a thumb at Terri. “I don’t know about you, but the more T…she plays it up, the hotter it is to me.”

I nearly said Terri’s name but, luckily, caught myself. I was going to have to be more careful.

I felt Terri’s hand on my arm and paused.

“Sorry, was I starting to ramble?” I asked.

Terri held up her fingers close together, “Just a little.”

“Sorry, guys. When I get excited, I tend to ramble a bit,” I shrugged at the camera.

“Well, the queue for questions is already piling up, you want to take a few of those to start?” Terri asked me.

In my excitement, I’d completely forgotten about the text messages the audience was typing at me.

“Sure, but first, let me get the mandatory legal stuff out of the way,” I turned to the camera conspiratorially. “Feel free to catch a power nap as I read off all this official crap real quick.” Then, I proceeded to read the printed-out document that was required by the website to be read during the first broadcast of any new channel. It was relatively painless, and when I was done, I wadded it up and threw it over my shoulder.

“Thank God that’s over,” Terri said.

“Said every girl on Prom night,” I muttered.

Terri burst out laughing.

“Sorry. Y’all still awake out there? Sorry bout that. I couldn’t bring you the good stuff until I got that out of the way, you know how it is. OK, question time. Guys, I’ll answer pretty much anything except something that might get me in trouble,” I paused to wag a finger at the screen. “So, don’t try to trick the new girl, OK?”

“But you told me how much you enjoyed a good paddling,” Terri threw out there.

“Really? Already you’re trying to…” I started but glanced at the screen.

Terri had already sorted through the list and started with some tame ones. She coached me about reading the person’s screen name when I replied to them. She said it made it a more personal connection and helped to bring in tips.

“OK, Stalker983045721–what the shit is with that name? Seriously, are there really nearly a billion people out there with the screen name Stalker?”

“You’d be surprised,” Terri mumbled.

“Make it either personal or more flamboyant. Something that really stands out and makes you Stalker numero uno or something. Sorry, rambling…I warned you. Anywho, it’s probably a good time to answer your question. As some of you have probably figured out by now, especially after yesterday’s performance, that–” I stopped and turned to Terri. “What the hell do I call you on here anyway? You never said.”

Terri seemed caught off guard and hesitated.

“I go by RStar,” Terri said.

“RStar?” I looked at her with a look that, thankfully, the mask covered. I wasn’t sure what my body language said, though. “I am not calling you RStar. I’d end up fumbling it and calling you Rooster or something in the heat of the moment.”

“In the heat of the moment, you can call me whatever you want,” Terri said with that porn princess voice she used to seduce my dad with.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, my eyes lingering on her for a moment longer than was necessary before turning back to the camera.

“I’m sorry, Stalker, that was rude. Y’all will learn pretty quickly, I get distracted pretty easily. It’s like, ‘Hi, how are you–oh, look at the kitty!'”

Terri actually snorted with a laugh.

“Did you just snort?” I asked.

Terri just waved her hand at me as she had a bout of giggles going.

“ANYWAY, Stalker, your question, do R and I here know each other personally? I’d say we knew each other biblically at this point, but yes. We’ve been friends for quite some time now. Since she’s the reason I’m getting into the whole FanLover scene. If this goes well, we’ll probably stay friends. If it all falls apart, who knows? Just kidding. I’d still love her, I’d just beat her ass.”

Terri rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“I’d say don’t hold back, tell us how you really feel, but I think that’s pretty obvious at this point. Next question!” Terri said.

Terri fed me questions after that, mostly mundane stuff that still surprised me. I’d watched her yesterday as she just chit-chatted with people like they weren’t there just to see her take her clothes off and abuse herself. After about 20 minutes, I had to interrupt.

“OK, hold up,” I said, placing a hand on Terri’s wrist. “OK, uh…I don’t know how to really say this, guys. I’m always going to be as honest with you as I can, even if it might upset someone. I probably shouldn’t ask this ’cause it’ll probably offend some of you, but I can’t go on without getting some input.”

Terri was looking at me with her head cocked to one side.

“Please don’t take this wrong; just chalk it up to my ignorance. But, when I first heard about FanLover, I pretty much figured it was going to be a…well, just a live porn site. Don’t get me wrong, I love porn, but…how do I put this? Watching R yesterday was the first time I’d ever seen something on FanLover. Between yesterday and answering your questions today, this isn’t what I expected. I mean, sure, R and I will probably have a go at each other like rabbits later,” I gave her a quick smile before turning back to the camera.