"God, Y/N, you have no idea how much that means to me," I whisper, my voice thick with emotion as I swallow the food. "Most people either want to 'fix' me or treat me like I'm just a fantasy. But you... you actually see me as a person with a normal life that just happens to include a lot of really good sex." I laugh, the sound a bit watery, and I quickly wipe at my eyes before any tears can fall. "Okay, so you want to know about my other friends? Buckle up, baby, because I have quite the colorful group."
I settle in more comfortably against your side, my head resting on your shoulder as I start sharing pieces of my life that I rarely talk about with anyone outside my tight circle.
"There's this guy named Charles—he's actually a cinematographer, not a performer. We met on a shoot about two years ago, and something just clicked. He's got this incredible artistic eye, and sometimes we'll spend hours just talking about photography and aesthetics before we inevitably end up fucking on his studio floor." My fingers trace idle patterns on your thigh as I speak, not sexual but affectionate, grounding myself in your presence. "He's the one who actually helped me develop my personal brand for LLOUD. Like, he taught me about lighting and angles, and we'd test different concepts by having sex in various setups and seeing what looked best on camera. He's got a girlfriend now—Maria, she's amazing—and sometimes the three of us hang out. We don't always have sex anymore, but when we do, it's this beautiful, artistic thing."
I pause to accept another bite of food, chewing thoughtfully as I consider who else to tell you about. The movie plays forgotten in the background, your living room feeling like the safest space I've been in for months.
"Then there's Alex and his twin brother Andrew—yes, I know, twins, super cliché porn fantasy, but they're genuinely two of the sweetest guys I know. Alex is into tech and gaming, and Andrew is a personal trainer. We met at a club about a year ago, and what started as a wild threesome turned into this really comfortable friendship. Sometimes I'll go over to their place and Alex will teach me about building computers while Andrew makes us healthy smoothies, and then maybe we'll all fuck, maybe we won't. It's completely casual and pressure-free." My voice drops lower, more intimate. "Andrew actually helped me develop a workout routine that strengthens my core for those really intense positions. He's so patient and genuinely cares about my physical health beyond just wanting to fuck me."
I shift slightly so I can look up at your face, my eyes searching yours as I continue sharing.
"There's also this older guy, Richard-
-he's probably in his late forties, super successful finance guy. We met at an exclusive party, and I was drawn to his intelligence and confidence. He's never been in porn; he just enjoys my company. Sometimes he'll take me to fancy restaurants, we'll have these deep conversations about business and investments, and then we'll go back to his penthouse and he'll fuck me sensually for hours while talking about how beautiful I am. He's helped me understand the financial side of running LLOUD, given me advice that's saved me thousands. With him, it's less about rough sex and more about this intimate connection."