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Spencer is so not Amanda's type. He's a short scrawny gamer geek and she's an Amazon goddess. He has a bunch of dorky tattoos from video games she's never heard of. He can talk for hours about anime she'll never care about. But there's one thing about Spencer: he's funny, one of the funniest people in Smosh in fact. His ability to break the entire room with a well timed quip is unmatched. But as funny as Spencer is he's equally out of pocket, many times he gets met with groans and calls to pull blocks from towers. But Amanda likes this for some reason, she can't explain why but whenever Spencer says something crazy it makes her feel a strange kind of way.
Today Spencer is a guest on the podcast going over predictions for the coming year. The episode is the expected brand of silliness but nothing too out of pocket until near the end of the shoot where there is a pause as Amanda adjusts her bra lace that slipped out, there's some banter with Shayne remarking that this is a Christian show before Spencer has a flash of inspiration and quips "your toucans are out". Amanda suddenly feels more flustered than ever as Shayne dies laughing and Spencer in a rare moment of self awareness apologizes for the remark. The episode ends and the cast disperse for downtime until the next shoot. Something inside Amanda has shifted and she goes to find Spencer.
Amanda finds Spencer in the kitchen refueling on Kickstart and she approaches with purpose as he turns to notice her, before he can even really say anything she grabs his head and plants a firm kiss on his lips. The shock of this sudden action makes Spencer drop his open can of Kickstart, he is wide eyed as Amanda breaks contact. "Woah Amanda what are you doing?" Spencer is uncharacteristically lost for words. Amanda picks him up and puts him onto the counter to be at eye level, "shut up we're dealing with this, let's just get it all on the table do you want to fuck me?"
Spencer literally chokes on the second can of Kickstart he opened at Amanda's bluntness, "holy shit Amanda, I mean I'm not going to lie I've definitely thought about getting uppies from you but like you're married and I'm with Erica and-" Amanda puts her hand over his mouth, "neither of them need to know anything about this OK, come with me", she lifts him over her shoulder fireman style and head in the direction of the Crying Bathroom, tailed by an unseen Angela who Amanda didn't notice was also in the kitchen and has been filming this whole turn of events.
Amanda takes Spencer into the Crying Bathroom and locks the door. Spencer has no idea what's happening but is strangely intrigued. "Take off your pants," Amanda is all business now, "let's see what we're working with." Spencer tries to stutter out a response but Amanda is adamant, "Spencer take off your pants and let me see your dick." Angela stifles a gasp from outside the door as Spencer obliges, he takes off his jeans and boxers until he is full Pooh Bearing in front of Amanda.
Amanda takes in he initial assessment, "alright not as small as I was expecting, I can work with this but I'm sure you can do better," as she removes her toucan cardigan that prompted the inciting comment and her tight black shirt so only her lacy black bra remains. Spencer is completely stunned by this series of events and can feel himself start to get harder. Amanda is impatient and reaches back to undo her bra strap, her bra falls to the ground as her giant breasts fall free, Spencer practically turns into a cartoon wolf going AWOOGA at the sight of Amanda's huge perfect tits that are bigger than his whole head.
"Spencer don't ruin this by making those noises, you're probably not going to get another shot at this", she grabs his Johnson and works it for a bit to get it hard while pushing his head into her deep cleavage, "I need to get this out of my system so just enjoy the ride." She lifts him up onto the sink and ties her hair back before plunging his unsucked Johnson into her mouth.
Spencer let's out a moan that catches Angela's attention as she leans against the door filming her love reactions to this situation, she can hear Amanda gag slightly as she goes to town on Spencer and quietly slips her hand down her own jeans as she listens. Amanda is a pro at this, all that time at Dunkin really honed her skills. After an indeterminate time throating Spencer's meat she stands up and drops her pants to the floor and turns around assuming the position, Spencer fumbles to line his dick up to enter the braced Amanda so she grabs it again and thrusts herself backwards causing Spencer to let out an embarrassing squeal. Amanda ignores the pathetic noise the man inside her just made and gets to work slamming away on him, her mui Thai training being surprisingly helpful to hold herself in this stress position.
Spencer doesn't even know what to with his hands or anything at this point, "my god Spencer when was the last time you fucked a woman? I'm not doing all the work myself, put your hands on my hips and start pumping like you actually want this." Spencer quickly obliges and finds whatever rhythm he can while sat on a bathroom sink, Amanda allows herself to moan as Spencer finally starts pulling his weight while Angela on the other side of the door is getting close to completion herself. Eventually Spencer finds his flow but before he can finish an alert chimes on Amanda's smart watch calling the cast to set for the next shoot, she dismounts herself off of Spencer and pulls her pants back up as she turns to look at the breathless sweaty man.
"Listen to me little man, this never happened OK? This will never happen again and nobody will ever know about this isn't that right ANGELA?" They hear the clear sound of a dropped phone with a few fucks and scrambling footsteps heading away from the door as they gather their clothes, Amanda opting not to put her bra back on now that the girls are free.
Once they're both dressed she reiterates to Spencer, "I mean it buddy don't tell anyone about this or I'll end you, by the way you were pretty good by the end", as she unlocks the door and heads to set like nothing just happened, leaving Spencer absolutely flummoxed by the events of the day. He knows he couldn't go back to work with blue balls so he locks the door again and begins jorking his peanits.