Home Movies - Part 27

Private screenings in the adult film industry aren’t anything new, but they are for the Possibles. Sure, they’ve had a couple of feature-length films back in their Disney days, but all of those went straight to the small screen or direct-to-video. Sitting in the front row, necks craning, they watch themselves go through the motions.

Kim wrinkles her nose, watching as the film plays out, having initially thought she’d be stoked to finally see herself on the big screen. Unlike the small screen…and a definite detractor for any actress…her first impression is that she can see everything. Every line and wrinkle, every missed spot from a bikini wax, even the nearly invisible hairs growing from the tip of her nose.

Leaning over to whisper in Ann’s ear, Kim can‘t help but notice her similar expression. The younger Possible, still in her thirties, hasn’t been subjected to the ravages of time. Ann, still fairly taught and relatively unblemished for a fifty-something, can’t help but notice all of her perceived flaws as well…especially in this format.

Kim: Jesus, look at the bags under my eyes.

Ann: I have wrinkles where I didn’t even know I had wrinkles.

Kim: I know, right?

Moments later, Tim and Jim’s giant johnsons come into view, both women visibly recoiling at the sheer scale of them. On-screen, the two Tweebs look like their twenty feet tall….and their monstrous units are scaled accordingly. Ann and Kim glance at one another, sharing a slightly lecherous smile before turning an eye to the Tweebs seated next to them.

Kim: Gawd! Imagine taking those in real life.

Ann: Hmph. Imagine the stretch marks after taking those.

Kim noticeably cringes, watching as her onscreen self demands to be stuffed full of manhood. Everything looks bigger on screen, including her cavernous-appearing… A giant Tweeb parts her dripping chasm, followed by a second, squeezing into the same previously occupied ravine. In the background, his even more monstrous-looking unit making a cameo appearance, Wade stands ready to turn the threesome into a foursome.

Kim: Yeaaah, no. I’ll settle for regular-sized.

Kim looks around to see if they’re alone...aside from a sleepy projectionist, they have the theater to themselves. A ‘private screening’ doesn’t always mean that someone isn’t watching…some fanboy (or fan-girl), the paparazzi, or even a film critic sneaking in to get an eye full.

In the darkness, the coast seems to be clear. Kim slips a hand into Tim’s lap, biting her lower lip as she unbuckles the Tweeb’s pants.  Ann, way ahead of her, has already unzipped Jim’s khakis, reaching in to grab the base of his already stiffening rod. As Kim fumbles to access the one Tweeb‘s garment, Ann has already pulled hers free, quickly stroking Jim’s length to full salute.

Tim: C’mon, Kim. I’m trying to watch the movie.

Kim smirks at his faux attempt at irritation, the Tweeb grinning back at her like the Cheshire Cat.  Finding the right combination to the seemingly unlockable garment, Kim slips a hand inside. Having found her already throbbing prize, Kim feels a hand on the back of her neck, Tim urging her to bend over his lap. Obliging, she lowers herself, the Tweeb’s huge manhood springing out of its confines with a not-so-gentle tug...maybe a little too not-so-gentle. Tim’s hefty head smacks against Kim‘s lips, a dabble of pre-come splattering across her cheek.

Ann: Easy, Kuh-Kimmie Cub… It’s b-bigger th-than it l-looks.

Kim glances up, fully prepared to glare at the elder Possible. Instead, her lips poised against Tim‘s bulbousness in a duck-face expression, Kim blinks repeatedly. How is it that she’s barely engaged Tim’s enormity and Ann…

Up on the screen Kim whines and begs for more, two Tweebs pistoning inside her, Wade’s gargantuan staff firmly planted in her ass…and a fourth, as-yet-seen male, poised to shut her up.

Panties around her ankles, skirt hiked up to her waste, Ann grinds and gyrates away, Jim’s ginormous rod buried to the hilt inside her. Giving the younger and ever-competitive Possible a wink, Ann grabs the theater seat's armrests, raising herself slightly. Back and forth on the Tweeb’s enormity, lunging her hips forward on the upstroke, rotating them backward on the downstroke…she knows exactly how to make a man shiver.

Just as she‘s about to say something witty and sarcastic, Tim grips the back of Kim’s head, pushing her downward. Wide-eyed, her duck face enveloping the Tweeb’s head, she grasps his shaft with both hands, preparing for the plunge. Seeing Jim already quivering in near-climax, his fingertip digging into Ann’s hips, Tim shoves Kim down. The younger redhead knows he won’t hurt her, letting him have his way with her. For as many times as she’s done this…now stroking the lower half of his shaft…time and time again Kim is absolutely amazed by the fact that she can’t get her fingers around either of their circumferences...not even halfway.

More than halfway down Tim’s fourteen inches, Kim practically mirrors her on-screen self.…gulking noises and all. Kim’s TV show sidekick has joined the fray…fistfuls of red hair, come-bubbles forming under her nose as he turns her mouth into a froth worthy of the finest espresso machine. Still, she cries for more…almost incoherent, pleading with the mass of manhood to make her come.

Kim: (on-screen) HO’GOFF, YYESHH! PWEEEFFF! PWEEF MAY-TH MWEE C’WUMMM!!

Kim: (off-screen) Yesh! C’mwon! C’wum in m’why m’ohf, whiffle b’woh!

A scene later and Kim and her on-screen persona have one thing in common… Turning to look up at him, Kim grins at a heavy-breathing Tim, her face crisscrossed with his pearlescent seed. On-screen, she too is crisscrossed with mother-of-pearl. From her eyebrows to her ankles, dripping from every appendage, covered in the four men’s warm go….she looks like a Jackson Pollock painting.

Ann: Jesus, that's a lot of come!

Her panties twisted around her ankles, Kim looks on as Ann awkwardly tries to stand up….her knees shaking as the Tweeb’s flaccid member plops out of her.  Kim lets out a giggle…Ann’s entire backside is splattered with Jim’s salty brine. Noticing the younger Possible, also covered in Tweeb leavings, the elder Possible snickers. Kim points up at the screen with a smirk, Ann turns to follow her finger upward.

Ann: Okaaaay… I stand corrected…. (points at the screen) THAT is a lot of come!

Original Art by Gagala

Edits by Phillipthe2