Home Movies - Part 36 (Patreon)

Any professional videographer can tell you, quality camera gear isn't cheap. The Tweebs, however, are hardly professionals; the duo is completely self-taught. Through trial and error, and after reviewing many YouTube tutorials, they have become competent at placing a camera in the right place at the right time. As for the quality of their gear...keeping in mind that they are also the founders, directors, editors, and marketers at Hicka-Bicka-Boo Productions...they have to be a little thrifty when it comes to the latest and greatest in shooting equipment.

With all of the primary cameras usually tied up in the major sequences, the Tweebs usually pull out an action cam to shoot their b-roll footage. Nothing beats a little camera that can get right into the middle of the action. Something cheap that they don't mind getting wet and gooey, or banged around by flying appendages.

Tim: (mono-tonal) Action cam, start recording.

The cheap camera they'd chosen, some knock-off brand acquired from a foreign version of Amazon, lets out an off-putting series of beeps, followed by a tinny, robotic voice.

Camera: Command not recognized.

Jim lets out an aggravated groan, trying to concentrate on pounding Ann from behind...Tim, likewise, his hands clamped to Kim’s hips, plaps away in a standing doggie. Facing one another, the pair of redheads tongue and kiss away, seeming oblivious to the goings-on around them, happily enjoying a good mid-morning romping away from the usual hustle and bustle of a house-full of cast and crew.

Jim: Oh, god dammit. This is, like, the perfect shot, man.

Tim: (assertive) Action cam, start recording!

With a dozen or more inches of pure girth pistoning into them, both Kim and Ann open their eyes, tongues still intertwined, simultaneously side-eyeing the misbehaving piece of gear. The fingers of one hand intertwined, the other cupping and caressing the other's breast, their half-open eyes return to one another, smiling as they press their mouths together...and sharing a little, unspoken laugh at the expense of the Tweeb's cost-cutting misfortune.

Again, Tim tries to activate the camera, practically spelling out the command for the device.

Tim: Ac-tion cam... Start re-cord-ing!

Again, the inexpensive gadget refuses to do anything, voicing that the user's instruction was not recognized. Unbeknownst to the Tweebs, Kim and Ann have an ulterior motive in not offering up any advice about the wayward camera. Whether they are aware of it or not, the more aggravated the Tweebs get, the more aggressive they get.

The light slapping noise against the back of their thighs becomes sharper, both of the redheads letting out an audible string of muffled "mmm" sounds of delight against the other's mouth. The slapping turns to a forceful jounce, the ginger quartet of ass cheeks undulating and rippling with every blow. Soon the pair are unable to keep their tongues entwined...Kim, squinted-eyed with a teeth-gritted grin...Ann, an oh-faced smile, her eyes rolling back in her head.

The pair squirm and pivot, again and again, positioning themselves for the best possible entry for the twins' rather dramatic cylindrical curve.  Doggie, missionary, cowgirl…it doesn’t matter.  They both have the uncanny ability to find the two women’s ‘spots’ with little to no effort.

Once nose to nose, the redheads now find themselves pressed against the other. Backs arched in seemingly impossible arcs, their breast smooshed together, the closed-eyed pair can do little but hold on to one another as the Tweebs' enormous members relentlessly plunge into them.

Sharing an almost imperceptible, hedonistic grin, the Tweebs begin to quick-fire thrust into their respective redhead.  Ann and Kim’s eyes instantly snap wide open with alarm, their entire bodies jiggling and shaking like a pair of out-of-balance washing machines on spin-cycle.

Quivering from head to toe, Kim manages to reach over, her trembling finger pressing the physical record button on the wayward device, practically knocking over the action cam, tripod and all.

Camera: Now recording.

As if on cue...more so, to put on a show for the camera....Kim and Ann simultaneously stammer out a wavering response, the pair practically beaming with near-climax glee.

Kim: OHH-OH-OH-OH-OH FF-FF-FF-FFF-UH-UH-UHH-CC-CC-CC-KK!

Ann: J-J-J-UHH-UHH-S-S-T-T-T L-L-L-EYE-Y'EYE-K-KE TH-TH-TH-A-A-T-T!

Furiously pumping, the Tweebs explode at the same time, their leavings jettisoning into every void and passage. Long pearlescent strings dangling and penduluming from their crimson-pounded labia, the two women cry out in ecstasy, their inner cores clenching and relaxing in rapid succession around the girthy twins max-thrusting inside them.

The pair are relentless.  The quicker they pound, the further they seem to reach…the two women can only hiss their pleasure through gritted teeth, the Tweebs jack-hammering against their cervixes with every blow.  What was once a splattered ooze is now more of a glaze, thick tendrils of cloudy ivory strung between hips and thighs…now producing more of a sticky, splatting noise, rather than the slap of skin against skin.

The Tweebs, like a pair of jet engines cycling down after the fuel has been shut off, slowly begin to spool down. Shuddering and shaking, their chests heaving for breath, the two women try to hold tightly to one another. Their knees having practically turned to jello, if it weren't for the fully erect columns still deep inside them, Kim and Ann would have crumbled to the bedroom floor.

Sensing that the twins are about to pull out, Kim and Ann instinctively clench themselves around their respective shaft…lest the Tweebs bedroom carpet get drenched with yet another coating of pearl-colored ooze....and in doing so, the Tweebs instinctively hold fast. In that moment, the redheads share a knowing little glance, neither of them satisfied with one simple mid-morning romp.

Ann: Action cam. Record timelapse.

The camera beeps its acknowledgement, its robot voice confirming…Jim and Tim narrowing their eyes in contempt at the now-cooperative gadget.

Camera: Now recording timelapse.

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Original Art by Gagala

Edits by Phillipthe2